Spring Bonnie/Springtrap

He’s nestled between your trembling thighs like a sniper, one of your supple legs draped over his broad shoulder to accommodate him as he fingerfucks your drooling pussy with perfected precision; feeling your warm, gushing slick dripping down his wrist and soaking into the soft bedsheets. Sheets he will be huffing for days after tonight to remind himself that you’re his now. 

Forever his to protect, his to love, his to fuck. 

“Phil... please,” you mewl desperately, writhing beneath him on the large mattress and canting up your hips to try and make his fingers plunge deeper into your velvety walls—the need to be filled and stretched by his fat knot becoming unbearable as your heat threatens to consume you. “Please, baby, just f-fuck me.” 

It’s the first heat you’re spending with him as your mated alpha, expecting him to be less mean now that you’re in this vulnerable state of your cycle—and being dead wrong about it. 

“Shhh, darlin’,” he coos at you roughly, his fingers never losing their rhythm nor vigor, “–gotta make sure you’re ready for my cock first. Ya gotta gimme one more, hm? Can you do that f’me, honey?” 

The heel of your foot digs into his back, sinking into flexing muscles as your spine arches again, chasing the friction of his fingers, though Phillip doesn’t care about the pain—too distracted by the succulent smell and precious sounds his omega is making, along with the mind-numbing pressure already building up deep in his balls as he humps and grinds against the mattress for some relief. 

“Atta girl,” he snarls, nipping and kissing the inside of your thigh as he feels your walls tighten around his thrusting fingers, knowing you’re about to obey and give him another orgasm like he told you.  

Your whole body convulses with a yowling moan when he latches his plump lips around your swollen clit, flicking the tip of his tongue over the sensitive bud with a low groan while his free hand wraps around your other thigh to keep you somewhat still—strong fingers digging into giving flesh, short nails leaving crescent moons on your dewy skin as he laps at your clit like a sloppy dog having a drink of water; sucking and slurping up your slick until your eyes roll back into your skull. 

Each lick of his tongue and pump of his finger into your fluttering cunt pushes you closer to your release; liquid fire pumping through your veins and spiking your pheromones with something burnt as the passion mounts to a crescendo. 

Your body tenses, your mind blanks with white hot pleasure, spine arching sharply as you come with a silent scream before crying out his name while your greedy hole clenches and convulses around his fingers, trying to suck them in deeper. 

His movements slow as he milks your cunt for every tiny spasm, peppering open-mouthed kisses over your swollen flesh while his chest rumbles with a pleased purr. 

“Good girl,” he hums against your warm, sweat-slicked skin while you slump against the mattress, your limbs feeling heavy and mind comfortably fuzzy as the heat fever begins to recede. “My sweet, sweet darlin’ omega.” 

Phillip crawls up your body, boxes you in with his forearms braced next to your head while his hips nestle against yours like a perfect fit. You gaze up at him with glossy, heavy-lidded eyes, admiring his handsome features, a dopey smile tugging at your lips.  

“My sweet, sweet alpha,” you whisper hoarsely, tracing the prominent scar on his cheekbone with featherlight fingertips.  

He leans in, grinds his hips and murmurs against your lips: “Sweet enough to fuck you slow, darlin’.” 

The thick shaft of his cock glides between your puffy folds as he slicks himself up with your cum before he lines his weeping tip up with your hole, popping it past the rim with a guttural moan while his eyes flutter in bliss. His head tips forward to rest against your collarbone and his brain short-circuits at the feeling of your welcoming heat wrapping around his cock in a way that feels like coming home—like he should spill deep inside you and stretch you thin with his throbbing knot to let his potent seed take root already. 

“Fuck my life, sweetheart,” he groans into your neck, breath puffing and tongue flicking out to lick along your scent gland just to feel the mating scar he’d left there. 

“You fit me like a fuckin’ glove.”  

He growls softly when you whimper his name in return, lithe fingers roaming over his flushed skin and carding through his short hair in a way that leaves him breathless while he starts to move and grind his hips; sinking his long shaft deeper until he bottoms out with another uttered curse, his heavy balls nestling against the curve of your ass. 

The bed starts rocking as Phillip fucks you in a deep, sensual pace; causing your breath to hitch and dissipate in keening mewls while you cream and quake around his plundering cock until he dips down to swallow your needy moans by kissing you with fervent passion, tongues tangling and drooling sloppily as he groans into your mouth when your nails rake down his back, leaving your own red-hot marks. 

“That’s it, baby,” he rumbles with approval, panting against your lips while his pelvis grinds against yours, stimulating your swollen clit with each thrust. “Mark me up. Show ‘em who’s yours.” 

“Fuck, you’re mine,” you whimper, sounding utterly wrecked, “–m-my alpha.” 

Phillip has the audacity to chuckle before he folds you up in a heartbeat, heart thudding inside his chest when he has you in a mating press underneath him. He can feel you trembling when he changes the angle and fucks you harder, more purposeful; cunt squelching around his thick cock when his thrusts become harsher, balls slapping against your sticky skin with each roll of his hips. 

“I need to feel you cum, baby,” he rasps and trails his lips along your slack jaw, down the column of your throat to inhale your heady scent. “You’re gonna cum on my cock, yeah? Make a fuckin’ mess on me,” he snarls, feeling his own climax building hot and rapidly at the base of his spine. “Fuck, baby, come on–” 

All you can do is nod furiously, eyes squeezed shut while Phillip ruts into you with increasing urgency—your own climax sneaking up on you like a paid assassination, not giving you a moment to prepare, to gulp another breath before it wrecks through you violently. 

The pressure is immense, choking you momentarily while Phillip’s body blankets you completely, his buff chest pressing against yours as you squirm and writhe in his grip. It’s too much as you feel your pussy gush and squirt around his cock, so you muffle your cries of ecstasy by sinking your teeth into his shoulder, incisors piercing through skin and muscle, drawing warm blood—thus triggering his own release. 

“FUCK!” he roars, fucking into you with sharp, shallow thrusts as you soak his cock with your cum before slamming his hips forward one last time, burying himself to the root inside your rippling channel as his knot begins to swell. “Fuck, yes–yes, baby.” 

His cock jerks and pulses as he spills thick ropes of his hot seed deep into your clutching channel—the force of his climax tearing through him as he continues to grind his pelvis against yours sensually, making sure that every drop of his cum stays inside your gummy walls when his swollen knot pops past your hole, lodging into place. 

Your whimpers and moans are muffled as you keep biting and suckling on his shoulder, shivering and shaking with the aftershocks of your own peak while Phillip pants against your neck, trying to catch his breath. One hand comes up to cup the side of your sore jaw and he digs his thumb into the hollow of your cheek to pry your locked teeth open with an amused growl. 

“Open up, darlin’,” he chuckles darkly, “I’m not a fuckin’ chew toy.” 

“Mhm, sorry.”  

Letting go with a soft whine, strings of your saliva connect your lips with his bruised skin before he turns his head to capture your mouth in a deep yet slow kiss while his hand buries into your hair, cupping the back of your head as he massages your scalp. 

“You did so good f’me, baby,” he mutters against your lips, and you can hear the amusement in his raspy voice while his cock keeps twitching faintly inside you.