Art is by on !! // I haven't written smut in a while, so please excuse my rustiness. I hope you enjoy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"Did you like the game?" Baldi asked, putting the controllers back with the console. We only stopped playing because the controllers died and he ran out of batteries. Neither of us ate dinner, we just played for hours on end.

I nodded and nuzzled him, snuggling up to his side. "I did, I haven't played in ages. My mom isn't big on gaming."

"When you live alone you have tons of time to play video games. Well, after doing work of course."

"You're not alone anymore.~" I said teasingly, giggling.

"Exactly," He said, pulling me from his side and pushing me down onto the bed. "And there's still so much we could do."

He hovered over me and pinned me down on the bed by my wrists. I hadn't realized how much I was wanting this until he started it. I didn't try to move, I had no reason to. Neither of us said anything, we both were sharing the same idea.

"Then let's pick up from where we left off." He said quietly, leaning down and attacking my neck with more kisses, some tickling me. He did the other side because there were marks and a small bruise on the original one that luckily no one noticed.

I bit my lip as he lifted my shirt up, placing more kisses on my chest and down on my stomach. I began breathing heavily, my body burning up. I wanted him to speed it up, but I knew that it would be less fun.

"You're adorable," he cooed, grabbing the sides of my skirt and pulling them down. "I've been dying to do this.~"

My face burned as my cheeks turned bright red. We were actually going through with it. And I was moments close from losing my virginity.

But it was okay.

If I'm going to lose it... it's going to be to him. I'm old enough anyway.

He caught a glimpse of my face and leaned over me again, placing a loving kiss on my forehead. "Is this your first time?"

I nodded nervously, choking up.

He smiled and held my face gently. "Just tell me if you want me to stop. I'll be as gentle as I can force myself to be." He laughed and the sound of it made me smile.

"Okay." I nodded and took a deep breath. My heart was beating at the speed of light. I was nervous, embarrassed, yet excited at the same time.

Baldi sat up, taking his turtleneck off and tossing it to the side. I bit my lip at the sight of him. He felt soft when I was curled up with him, but he definitely wasn't. He was toned and at the least muscular. Not what I expected.

"Now look who's staring." He teased, running a hand down the side of my curves and slipping a finger under the side of my panties. He pulled them down slowly just to tease me, a wanting look on his face. "Heh, someone's happy to see me.~"

I looked down and rolled my eyes, laughing nervously. I was practically soaked. "S-Shut up."

He tugged them off, the fabric scraping on my knees and thighs. I was fully exposed.

He simply smiled, leaning down and kissing my pubic bone. I flinched, and he laughed, putting a hand on my hip. "You just get cuter every goddamn second, don't you?" His voice was low and husky, just like the day at his office.

And it turned me on.

He wasn't one to swear much either, so it only added to my surprise. "Just be gentle please." My voice was reduced to a quiet squeaking sound.

He evidently wasn't done playing with me yet. Tracing his fingers along the indents of my hips, the insides of my thighs and creases on my labia, he hummed a small tune to himself. The touches made me twitch.

His fingers hovered on my entrance, before he slid two fingers in with ease.

My legs squeezed together and I made a small whining sound.

Baldi looked up at me in concern and I shook my head. "No, no, keep going." I said quietly, forcing myself to hold back my anxiety.

His fingers slowly slid in and out, and my legs loosened. I bit my lip and watched, feeling more kisses in between my breasts. I moaned out quietly as he slowly quickened. I closed my eyes and set one hand on his hand and one on his back to give myself something to hold.

I felt his fingers sliding in and out, pushing against my insides. The feeling was so foreign, but I loved it. My body begged for more, for him to go faster, harder.

"Faster..." the words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. He smirked and slid a third finger in, picking up the pace even more.

Every thrust of his fingers pushed a small gasp or moan out of me. Everything was so warm, and we were barely getting started. My whole pelvis was burning up from his touch.

"See, there's nothing to be worried about," he whispered, nuzzling my neck and kissing the bruises. "You're doing great."

His fingers never stopped, constantly pumping in and out. I have no idea how his hand wasn't tired yet. But I felt something, like a peak. I began to breathe faster, I twitched and I felt everything begin to clench.

"I-I'm... ah... going to... a-ah..." I dug my nails into his back, the pleasure becoming too much for me to handle. He didn't stop though. He kept going, whispering into my ear little praises such as 'you're gorgeous', 'everything is okay', and 'you're doing amazing'.

After a few more short moments, I squealed and all of the tension left my body. I felt myself leaking onto the bed. My hips twitched and I panted, feeling his fingers exit. "F-Fuck..."

Baldi made a satisfied sound and ran his hand down my stomach.

I managed the strength to open my eyes, and I saw him lick his fingers. I bit my lip and scanned his face. He was more than pleased.

"You taste great.~" He cooed, gently pulling me up and holding my face. "You look exhausted," his tone sounded disappointed. "Did I do a good enough job?"

Slowly I could feel my energy returning, the fuel being sheer desire for more. I smirked, kissing him deeply. "Well, you made me climax, so you be the judge.~"

He kissed back, holding my head and running his hand down my back. "I'd say I did okay."

My hand mindlessly trailed down to his pants, and I just let my body take control. I unzipped his pants and unbuttoned them, looking up at him the whole time.

He ran his hand through my hair, letting me do what I wanted. "Oo, what do you think you're doing?"

"Showing you what I can do." I said plainly, tugging at the fabric of his jeans. He watched me struggle and laughed, pulling them down for me, but leaving his boxers.

The least I could do was return the favour.

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