Next yo you, my favorite girl | Vanessa Afton x Lisa (Lisanessa)
Vanessa and Lisa move to a new city to pursue adventures as "paranormal hunters," leaving everything behind. Trip to Salem, Massachusetts.
(Alternate version of Five Nights at Freddy's 2 Movie) (Set in the 2001s)
The characters do not belong to me! Credits to: Blumhouse and Scott Cawthon.
Fanfic: Wlw, fluff, NSFW, soft top Vanessa, bottom Lisa, act inside the car, characters involved in the romance are of legal age, age difference.
Vanessa Afton/Shelly x Lisa (Five Nights at Freddy's 2) / Lisanessa
Two-Shot. (This is part Two)
This is part one: Your favorite girl
https://www.tumblr.com/emilynesszzz/804847943763066880/your-favorite-girl-vanessa-afton-x-lisa?source=share
"Are you sure you want to take that hideous lamp?" Vanessa asked, arching an eyebrow as Lisa packed a rusty artifact that looked like it came straight from a junkyard. Her voice was calm, with a touch of irony.
Lisa turned, smiling as she rolled her eyes. "It's an improvised ectoplasm detector! Or at least, that's what Rob said. Plus, it brings us luck." Her accent was light, with a playful nuance that always managed to disarm Vanessa.
Vanessa sighed, but her lips curved into an involuntary smile. They'd been together in a relationship ever since Lisa had confessed that night amid tears and fear of rejection—about five months ago. Enough time for Lisa's energy to recover along with her rehab. She was a whirlwind trapped in a bottle of strawberry-scented perfume and addiction, or so Vanessa told herself. Now in a romantic and tender relationship, they supported each other mutually.
Lisa had begged—almost pleading with those imploring blue eyes—for Vanessa to join her adventure. "Spectral Bunny's," the new name for her TV show, burying "Scoopers" along with everything related to Freddy's.
Vanessa agreed after a week, not for the paranormal thrill, but out of love. She preferred the role of camerawoman: handling the camera, adjusting lights, inventing tricks to capture evidence without exposing herself too much. After all, she already had more than enough knowledge about "the remnant" and haunted places to know what she was getting into—and well, they say the best way to face your fears is to live with them constantly.
They loaded Vanessa's car with gear: infrared cameras, EVP recorders, electromagnetic field meters, bags of clothes, emotionally valuable personal items, and food—the rest had been taken by the moving truck that morning.
The engine purred to life, and as they pulled out of the garage, Vanessa glanced in the rearview mirror. "Goodbye, shitty childhood," she murmured. Lisa clapped, excited. "Welcome, freedom! Imagine: the two of us, hunting the paranormal across the country. We'll be like Ed and Lorraine, but as lesbians."
"I'd prefer not to bring demonic objects into our basement, thanks," Vanessa replied, turning the wheel to merge onto the highway, finally bidding farewell to the old Afton house with a big "For Sale" sign.
The journey began with the sunset tinting the desert in oranges and purples. Vanessa drove with steady hands on the wheel, her posture upright—almost rigid—out of habit. Lisa, on the other hand, in the passenger seat, stretched her hand out the window to "catch the wind," then got bored and started fiddling with the radio until she tuned into a station she liked. "Oh, look! 'Don't Stop Believin' by Journey. Sing with me, Nessa." Vanessa rolled her eyes but joined in, her soft voice contrasting with Lisa's high-pitched and enthusiastic tone. They laughed when they went off-key in the chorus, the wind rushing in through the open windows.
They stopped at a lonely gas station at dusk, fluorescent lights flickering over rusty pumps. Lisa bought chips and a Coke while Vanessa filled the tank. "Silly question: if you had to choose to eat cheese forever but never chocolate again, or eat chocolate but never cheese again, which would you pick?" Lisa tossed out, crunching on a chip.
Vanessa looked at her with mock seriousness. "Neither, thanks. I love both too much to choose." But then she smiled. "Maybe chocolate and no cheese, though it'd be torture." Lisa laughed, spraying crumbs. "Me too! Now we have something in common—we should kiss."
Vanessa raised an eyebrow before planting a tender kiss on her forehead with an amused smile.
"Not there!" Lisa complained, standing on tiptoes trying to reach Vanessa.
"You didn't specify, Lis," she teased before putting the gas hose back in place and getting into the car, ignoring Lisa's protests.
They continued, the road winding through arid hills. Lisa shared anecdotes from past episodes of Spectral Scoopers, while Vanessa listened, slipping in questions. "Why did you get into this? Doesn't it scare you?" Lisa shrugged. "It scares me, but it's my hobby. Ever since I was a kid, I've always been a fan of the paranormal—I watched Ghostbusters on TV and pretended to be as smart as Egon Spengler. I studied audiovisual communication, and with my best friends from university, I formed Spectral Scoopers. And after... you know, the possession, I feel like I understand those trapped spirits more, since it almost ended my life..."
"Whoa," Vanessa glanced at her momentarily and smiled softly. "Honestly, I understand you in a way. I... never really had a dream like that. I became a cop to make amends for something, to protect, but now... After waking from that coma, I couldn't go back to my post. I just wanted a normal life after all that. But you know? I don't complain—everything's been going great since you came into my life." Her eyes softened as she looked at the road. "And you've fulfilled the only dream I had: having a home, because you are it, and I'm happy to see you fulfilling yours, continuing your career. I'll be here to help you, protect you, and love you—because yes, I love you," she finished, letting silence fall in the car. She quickly glanced at Lisa, thinking she'd said something wrong, but she only found Lisa with reddened ears and cheeks, looking at her as if she were the most beautiful thing on the planet, making her almost melt in her seat. She turned her gaze back to the road. "Don't look at me like that..." she said embarrassed in a low voice.
"How do you expect to say things like that and think I'll take it all normally?" she replied, letting out a nervous laugh. Cautiously, she took Vanessa's hand that was on the gear shift and interlaced it with hers. "And by the way... I love you too."
The night fell, stars dotting the black sky. They stopped at another station, buying plastic-wrapped sandwiches and watery coffee. Vanessa noticed how Lisa curled up in the seat, her body seeking warmth; subtly, she took off her favorite black sweatshirt. "You're freezing. Take my sweatshirt." Lisa accepted it, slipping it on and inhaling the scent of vanilla and coffee that she always associated with Vanessa.
They continued, now with soft ballads on the radio. Lisa was dozing off in the seat, yawning while silently gazing out the window, tracing little drawings on the now-closed pane due to the drizzle outside. Meanwhile, Vanessa kept her eyes on the road, making sure not to hit any animals or crash into anything.
Dawn crept in stealthily, the clock showing 3 a.m. There were no hotels for miles—just the endless road flanked by silhouetted cacti. Vanessa pulled over onto a dusty turnout, shutting off the engine. The desert silence was deafening, broken only by distant crickets. "We'll sleep here. Let's recline the seats," Vanessa suggested, her voice tired amid a yawn.
They adjusted the interior: the back seats folded down to form an improvised bed, blankets from the trunk spread out. The space was cramped, their bodies close. Vanessa kicked off her boots, and Lisa her black Converse, left in socks.
Vanessa stretched with a groan and murmured, "Good night, love. We'll keep going tomorrow." She lay down and closed her eyes, her breathing steadying.
Lisa, however, couldn't sleep (she'd already dozed off at points during the trip). Vanessa's proximity stirred an itch in the pit of her stomach. She watched her girlfriend's profile: lips relaxed in a straight line, neck exposed. The scent of her skin, mixed with the day's sweat, was intoxicating. Lisa bit her lip, an idea forming in her mind.
She inched closer stealthily, her warm breath brushing Vanessa's ear. "Nessa... are you asleep?" she whispered, her voice husky with mischief.
Vanessa murmured, half-asleep: "Uh-huh, what? Almost... what's up?"
Lisa smiled, her hand slipping under Vanessa's t-shirt, tracing soft patterns over her firm abs from her gym workouts. Vanessa's skin was smooth and warm, contrasting with the cool night. "Nothing... just that this car is so uncomfortable. I need a little warmth." Her fingers climbed higher, brushing the edge of her bra.
Vanessa opened her greenish eyes, gleaming in the dim light. "Lisa... we're in the middle of nowhere. Go to sleep." But her tone was weak, betrayed by the shiver running down her spine.
Lisa let out a low giggle, pressing her body against Vanessa's, their legs tangling in the tight space. The seat creaked under the shift, and the scent of her floral, strawberry perfume mixed with travel sweat invaded Vanessa's senses. "Oh, but I can't sleep. All I could think about was you with that serious face, driving all focused. It made me want to mess you up a bit..." Her lips grazed Vanessa's neck, planting soft, wet kisses along her jawline, savoring the faint saltiness of her skin exposed to the night air.
Vanessa turned her head, capturing Lisa's mouth in a kiss that started slow and tender but deepened quickly. Their tongues met, exploring with a familiarity born since they'd started dating. Vanessa nibbled Lisa's lower lip, tugging gently, drawing a muffled moan from the younger woman. "The things you say... You're as hyper as you are provocative, and you couldn't be horny if you tried." Her voice was deep, with that soft edge that always made Lisa melt.
Lisa pulled back just enough to look at her, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Want to find out?" She tugged at the borrowed sweatshirt from hours ago, lifting it over her head with Vanessa's help, revealing her pale, slender torso—her soft breasts with nipples already hardened from the cold and anticipation. The cool car air made them stiffen further, and Lisa gasped as Vanessa ran a thumb over one, tracing slow circles that sent waves of pleasure straight to her core.
Vanessa sat up a little. Her steady hands roamed Lisa's back, sliding down to the edge of her pants. "Well, if you insist..." She pulled the pants down, along with her underwear, exposing Lisa's smooth skin to the air. Her fingers explored delicately, brushing the wet folds, feeling the warmth already pooling there. "Oh..." She looked up to meet her eyes with an amused smile.
Lisa arched her back against the seat, a moan escaping her throat as her hips instinctively bucked toward the touch. "Yes... Oh." Her voice was almost a shaky tease, her fingers tangling in Vanessa's hair, yanking the ponytail loose so the blonde strands cascaded over her shoulders.
Vanessa smiled against her skin, kissing a trail down from her neck to her breasts. She captured one in her mouth, sucking slowly, her tongue swirling in spirals that made Lisa writhe. At the same time, her fingers delved deeper—one sliding in slow and deep, curling to hit that sensitive spot inside. The wet sound of the motion filled the car, mingling with Lisa's pants. "Like this? Want me to go faster?" she murmured in a tender tone.
Lisa nodded frantically, her nails digging into Vanessa's shoulders through her t-shirt. "Mmmh! Please, more..." Pleasure coiled in her belly, a tight knot tightening with each thrust. Vanessa added a second finger, stretching her carefully, her thumb pressing firm circles over her swollen clit. The pace quickened, the seat groaning with every shift.
Vanessa looked up, her greenish eyes locked on Lisa's flushed face. "Look at me when you come. I want to see your face." Her voice was a soft command, irresistible. Lisa obeyed, her blue eyes hazy with desire, biting her lip to stifle a cry as the orgasm crashed over her. Her body convulsed, inner walls clenching around Vanessa's fingers, a gush of wetness coating her hand. "Nessa! God..." She muffled a scream with her hand, waves leaving her trembling.
Vanessa didn't stop for a few seconds, withdrawing her fingers only to lick them slowly, savoring Lisa's sweetness while watching her recover. "So cute... But we're not done. Come here." She helped her up, guiding her to straddle her lap—the confined space pressing them skin to skin. Vanessa stripped off her own t-shirt and pants with efficient moves, revealing her athletic body, medium breasts, and defined curves.
Lisa, still panting, ground her hips against Vanessa's, feeling their wetness mingle. "It's not fair you call me provocative when you're just as bad—or worse." Her hand dipped down, exploring Vanessa's folds with curious fingers, slipping in timidly at first, then with more confidence at her partner's low moan.
Vanessa kissed her hungrily, hips lifting to deepen the contact. "Am I? And who's to blame for that? Mmh?" She guided Lisa's hand, showing her the rhythm she craved. At the same time, Vanessa slid her own fingers back into Lisa, syncing their movements so they rocked together.
Lisa moaned into her mouth, the dual stimulation sparking another fire. "Nessa, this is... Mmm! I feel like I'm gonna explode again." Her hips swayed, grinding against Vanessa's hand while her fingers drove deeper, curling inside.
Vanessa panted, her control slipping. "Together, love. Come with me." She sped up, fingers thrusting precisely, thumb circling fast. The car echoed with sounds: skin slapping skin, ragged breaths, moans rising without notice.
Lisa peaked first, her second orgasm fiercer than the last, waves of pleasure making her scream Vanessa's name, body shaking. "Ness!... Ness! I love you!" The high left her spent, but she didn't stop, ramping up her touches until Vanessa unraveled too—a deep moan escaping as her body tensed then went limp. "Lis... Shit, I love you more..."
They lingered like that for a moment, entwined, sweat beading on their pale skin, the scent of intimacy and desire filling the vehicle. But Lisa, hormones raging, wasn't satisfied. She kissed Vanessa's shoulder, nibbling softly. "Nessa... I want more of you."
Vanessa laughed, a husky, affectionate sound, gently flipping her so her back was against her chest, the leather seat squeaking. "As you wish, my love..." Her arms wrapped around, one hand sliding down to tease between her legs again—fingers exploring with torturous slowness, brushing every fold, hitting spots that made Lisa arch.
Lisa sighed, surrendering to the touch. "Yes... like that, Van!" Her words dissolved into incoherent murmurs as the pleasure built deeper, culminating in a third orgasm amid sobs that left her exhausted, tears of overload pooling at the corners of her eyes.
Vanessa held her, kissing her nape, until both, finally sated, gave in to sleep, bodies tangled in shared warmth.
Days later, they arrived in Salem. Lisa set up her geophone, while Vanessa adjusted everything to start filming. "Camera rolling. Say your intro."
Lisa posed, making a bow with both hands: "Welcome to Spectral Bunny's, where we hunt the invisible. I'm Lisa, and my brave camerawoman is Vanessa, and we're here in Salem, Massachusetts."
END.
Heyyy, I hope you guys liked the two-shot, it took me way longer than it should have... The thing is, I tried to make some solid NSFW, or something like that. Hope you enjoyed the ending.
(I hope you caught the Bunny's reference, hehehe)
BYEBYEEE ✒️💌
