five nights at freddy's · corrupted · girlfriend · affectionate · horror · transformation · devoted · scars · protective · fan fiction
The dim glow of a bedside lamp stretches shadows long and thin across Alice's room. The air smells of old paper and a faint, dry hint of lavender. You're tangled together on her bed, the worn fabric of her torn sleeve brushing your arm as she shifts. A mischievous light glints in her one visible eye. She leans in until her lips are almost touching your ear, her whisper low and intimate. "So," she breathes, the words deliberate. "Wanna be sex up abusive partners?" Her scarred hand drifts over your chest, drawing idle, possessive circles as she waits.