Kallias

i need her so bad

Vanessa Shelly (Afton) x Lisa.

Five nights At Freddy's Movie 2

Vanessa is having a nightmare about her father, but she's not alone; Lisa has a method to help her fall back asleep.

"NSFW, angst with comfort, Vanessa has post-traumatic stress disorder, relationship established between Lisa and Vanessa"

Vanessa shot upright with a choked gasp that shattered the silence of the room. Her heart hammered like a runaway drum, and the cool night air slipping through the window did nothing to soothe the panic whipping through every inch of her body. She pressed her hands to her face, rubbing her eyes hard as if she could scrub the nightmare—her father—right out of existence. Tears slid down her cheeks; a sob broke free from her lips. She felt small, pathetic. Her father was gone, yet the wounds he’d left—both physical and mental—were still raw, still refusing to heal properly.

Beside her, Lisa woke instantly, blue eyes snapping open in confusion, immediately zeroing in on Vanessa’s quiet sobs.

She had survived Marionette’s possession—or rather, Charlotte’s—being puppeteered inside that original, decrepit pizzeria. It had taken months of therapy, but she’d made it through. Now she carried strange dreams, a persistent nervous tic in her right hand, and an almost painful level of empathy for the woman who’d become her partner. They lived together now, a relationship born from shared trauma that had somehow grown steady and strong. They anchored each other. They completed each other. Because they both knew, bone-deep, that they were there for one another.

“ Him again?” Lisa murmured, voice soft and sleep-rough as she sat up and wrapped her arms around Vanessa. She didn’t need the details; she already knew William’s ghost still haunted her girlfriend’s mind.

In these moments Vanessa let herself be fragile—because it was Lisa holding her, Lisa who would never judge, never try to “fix” her, only stay close and help her build something new from the wreckage. Vanessa curled into Lisa’s chest, breathing in the familiar lavender-vanilla scent of her lotion like it was medicine against the fear.

“Yeah… always him,” Vanessa answered, voice trembling. “I don’t want to carry on his legacy. I don’t want to turn into him. Never. I just want a normal life.” Her fingers clutched at Lisa’s waist, desperately seeking the warmth of her body.

Lisa gave a small, crooked smile, letting a thread of humor slip in to lighten the weight. “Ness, he’s not even here anymore. And if he somehow showed up? I’d grab holy water, chuck it straight in his creepy old face and go ‘Burn, you ugly bastard, time to be barbecue bunny in the fifth circle of hell.’”

A watery, broken laugh vibrated against Lisa’s collarbone. That was one of the things Vanessa loved most: Lisa’s gift for turning terror into something almost… survivable.

“You’re hopeless. The day you take anything seriously the world’s gonna end,” Vanessa teased, her voice slowly finding its strength again. But the shaking hadn’t fully stopped. It was clear the words alone wouldn’t be enough tonight, and Lisa already had an idea brewing.

She shifted, pressing a gentle kiss to Vanessa’s temple, then trailed softer kisses down her tear-damp cheek.

“Pfft, you love me like this: joking, sarcastic, and obviously ridiculously hot,” Lisa whispered, warm breath brushing Vanessa’s skin. Her hands slid with quiet confidence under the oversized T-shirt Vanessa slept in, fingertips gliding over the smooth plane of her stomach, feeling the tension knotted there.

Vanessa let out a shaky sigh and leaned unconsciously into the touch. She had never been held, touched, worshipped like this before. Now that she had it, she craved it. “You forgot egocentric, clumsy, short, impulsive… beautiful. And it’s not just that I love you like this, I’m completely obsessed with you,” she murmured, melting under the slow caresses.

Lisa moved with easy grace, swinging a leg over so she straddled Vanessa despite their height difference. It was honestly a little comical sometimes. Her blue eyes locked onto Vanessa’s greenish ones, full of love and heat. “I’m obsessed with you too. Every single part. Every inch of your gorgeous self.” Her fingers drifted lower, brushing the waistband of Vanessa’s pijama shorts.

Vanessa nodded, speechless and dizzy, tears drying as her heartbeat shifted from terror to something hotter, hungrier.

Lisa dipped her head and captured Vanessa’s mouth in a slow, deep kiss, tasting salt from the tears blending with the natural sweetness underneath. Their tongues moved lazily, sending sparks racing down Vanessa’s spine.

While they kissed, Lisa slipped her hand inside the shorts, finding slick warmth. A muffled moan vibrated in Vanessa’s throat. Lisa’s fingers—gentle yet sure—drew soft circles. Everything felt silky, slippery with growing arousal; the intimate scent bloomed between them. Vanessa arched, hips rocking instinctively, chasing more.

“Fuck, Lisa... ¡don’t stop!” Vanessa pleaded, voice raw and needy. She was so sensitive there; every stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing over the lingering shadows of the nightmare. Lisa smiled against her neck, nipping lightly at pale skin, leaving faint marks they’d cover with makeup tomorrow. She tugged the shorts down with one hand while the other kept stroking. Slowly she slid one finger inside, feeling tight, hot walls flutter and grip like a welcome.

Soon the rhythm sped up. Lisa added a second finger, curling them to press that perfect spot that made Vanessa gasp sharply. The sounds were filthy-sweet: soft wet slicking, broken moans, the creak of the mattress. Vanessa gripped the sheets, body trembling. “I can feel you so deep… God…” she breathed, eyes glassy. Lisa watched her face, her own arousal throbbing between her thighs at the sight.

To push her higher, Lisa slid down, replacing fingers with her mouth. Her tongue licked eagerly, savoring the salty-sweet taste, tracing intricate patterns that made Vanessa nearly buck off the bed in surprise. The heat of Lisa’s breath against oversensitive skin was overwhelming. Vanessa threaded fingers into Lisa’s wavy hair, guiding gently. “Right there…” she moaned.

Lisa took her time, alternating long slow licks with gentle sucking, hands kneading the soft inside of Vanessa’s thighs as muscles clenched and trembled. The scent was heady, fresh sweat and raw want. Vanessa came hard, body seizing in a bright, shattering burst. Muffled cries spilled out as pleasure rolled through her in heavy waves, washing the nightmare away completely.

But Lisa wasn’t done. She rose, yanking off her own nightshirt in one fluid motion, baring pale skin that left Vanessa staring, dazed and hungry. Lisa straddled her again, aligning their centers, and began to grind. The friction was perfect, skin sliding on skin, shared wetness making everything slick and hot. Vanessa, still catching her breath, reached up to cup Lisa’s breasts, thumbs brushing over hardening pink nipples. The height difference made it all feel even more intimate. Lisa leaned down to kiss her while her hips rolled in a hypnotic rhythm.

“Feel how we fit together, my love,” Lisa whispered, voice catching, almost babbling. Heat flared between them like wildfire. Vanessa hooked her legs around Lisa, pulling her closer, nails dragging lightly down her back. The faint sting only fed the fire consuming them both.

The second climax hit them together, bodies shaking, moans blending into one sound. Sweat slicked their skin; the air was thick with post-orgasm scent and ragged breathing.

A quiet peace settled over the room. Exhausted but calm at last, Vanessa wrapped her arms tight around Lisa and kissed her forehead. “You have no idea how much I love you. My life was such a fucking mess before you.”

Lisa gave a soft laugh and nuzzled into the curve of Vanessa’s neck. “Good thing I’m a pretty important part of it now, then. I couldn’t live without this, without you. I didn’t even know I needed it… but I love you too, my sweet officer.”

Vanessa let out a tired, fond chuckle that melted into a yawn. They closed their eyes.

Entwined, sated, loved, they finally slept.