Freddys POV: I pace around. I can't take it!!! I think. I have to find him! I start to jog to my office. I go to my computer- I mean Dads Computer- and hack in to security footage. I see camera 13. Foxy is walking to the cove. I jump up, making my chair fall over.

I run out and start sprinting. There must have been pizza grease on the floor, Because I soon slipped and slid across the pizzeria on my feet. I felt like an ice skater.

Air brushed past my face, moving my hair around. I hoot in excitement. Almost as if it came naturally, I was able to stop sliding and walk in front of the cove, just before Foxy arrived. "Hi Freddy." I lunge at him. I grab his shoulders,"C'mon."
"No..Freddy. I'm busy-" I look in his yellow eyes. He freezes, breathlessly.

Foxys POV: His fucking eyes. The blue eyes are hypnotizing me once more. I couldn't say no. "Ok.." I say calmly. What does he want this time?! He tugs me in the cove. He shoves me to the wall and goes straight for my pants. I push his hands away,"No! No, Freddy Stop! I-I-I...."

Freddy sat there for second, wiggling his fingers. He's extremely grabsy! He rolls his eyes and continues. It was uncomfortable. Goosebumps formed on me. He fiddled with my scarf that's on my waist.

He rips it off eventually, unbuttoning my pants. He pulls them down, revealing my boxers. I lower my ears. He stops to unbutton his vest, tie, and shirt. He had his tank top under it. He kept it it on. He unbuckles his belt.

Then he takes his pants off. I gulp. His boxers were still on though. He leans his torso parts toward mine. His huge....eh...member was against mine. He kisses me without warning. My eyes bulge.

He smiles during his kiss.  His tongue was in my mouth. He rubbed everything inside of my mouth with his tongue and on my body with his hands. He put his hands inside of my boxers. He felt free to grab everything. The goosebumps faded.

He pulls away from the kiss. He stares, thinking.  I fluyter my eyes. I point my snout down. He looked down at me. His hair was wild, his eyes were large, glowing. He had pulled his hat off.

He paused and then went for 3rd base. He pulls my boxers down. The blushathon began. I began warm in the pit of my stomach like before. I gulp. He pulls His down, too. He grabs my waist and kneels down. I follow his moves. He put me between his legs. He takes my wrists and put my hands on his chest.

He grabs the side of my face and pulls my forehead to his, and then our cold noses  touched. I look at his eyes. Paralyzed for what was gonna happen next......