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[hershey-not-the-chocolate-maybe]

so i think i have a nice smile :)

[mihyasnorthstar]

Starry my dear have you ever considered how Kaiser eats pussy until he is a mess?

He's so into his appearance in every day life right? Designer clothes, watches, jewellery, his hair is styled down to the last strand before he leaves the house.

So isn't it crazy to think about how the second he gets between your thighs absolutely none of that matters? Your fingers can scratch at his scalp and tug on his hair till it's a total scraggly mess and he won't care. He's practically grinding you against his tongue but doesn't give a shit about the spit and slick all over his face because he wants you closer. Doesn't care that his stupid designer boxers are sticky with precum just from the taste of you because he's so deliriously in love with you that when he's between your thighs, absolutely nothing else is more important.

Have you considered that? :33

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[israbelle]

my dad interrupts me in the middle of explaining my new character to say "he should do meth, I think" . .

[spaciebabie]

"Ah, your soft little heartbeat..." Without warning, Springtrap leans down. He'd been sitting up next to you, but now his face passes yours, lowering to right under your neck. His head gently stops its motion, pausing for a moment, before it slowly lowers to touch your chest. The side of his head rests against you, his eyes closing. There's light whirring from the mechanisms inside of him as he adjusts his shoulder to keep it from crushing yours. The synthetic fur on his cheek pressed against you is brushed upward as he dips his face a little more. "It's been so long," he mutters, the sound of his coarse voice now rumbling through to every point in your body.

You sit pressed against the back of the bench in surprise, grabbing at the edges of it, unsure of what to even say, as he relaxes a little more, putting a bit more weight onto you. Still in partial shock, it takes a moment before you pick up on a light rumbling noise. He begins to purr lowly to the beat of your heart.

Any non-verbal noises he made were much more mechanical sounding, but the purr is gravelly yet resonant. It almost seems to shake the air with each muffled breath. It's... surprisingly rich, almost gentle.

You feel the deep, calm rolling sound up through your head. With sharper breaths now, your heartbeat uncontrollably speeds up. Springtrap's eyes suddenly click open, the noise abruptly stopping, his body making a sudden twitch as well.

His ears flick as he quickly moves his head out from under yours, sitting upright. The warmth from his resting position lingers. He looks straight at you for a moment. "Sorry," he suddenly breathes out, he glances off. He then tilts his head, looking back, though facing his body away slightly. "Did... I startle you?"

You untense, hands still gripping the bench. You can't focus your eyes on his face. You meet his gaze for only a moment before looking down and past him.

He gives a light huff of a laugh, his gaze also wandering. "I shall... ask in the future." He looks away.

-heartbeat anon

who tnhjeFUCK SNEJTN THIS???? ANON??????WHO DID IT????????????

[phdbabygirlism]

[septembermonologues]

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[stonyponyofficial]

a clock has sttruck the second 9:11

[lemon-wedges]

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