Because this needed to exsist

The room was dark and quite small for both the men. Closets aren’t exactly where anyone expects to have sex but, where won’t Goldie have sex. It didn’t help that it was basically silent either, the only noises besides pants and moans being the muffled talking and laughing a couple rooms away. Neither of them were really sure if anyone had been looking for them but, at that moment they didn’t exactly care either. Shirts were off and had been for a while, how this had gotten started neither of them knew. All they knew is that the other was hot and they’re both shit faced so why not. It’s not like either of them were performing anymore anyway, they didn’t have to look beautiful and plastic in the morning. Bare chests against each other weren’t exactly pleasant but the warmth was enough to get anyone going. The most unattractive part was a tie between the sweat and the fumbling to remove clothing. Freddy’s whole body was trembling very slightly at this point in the least, he wasn’t used to being topped. Especially by someone with some sharp fuckin’ teeth. Sharp teeth that were puncturing his skin by now, leaving blood trails and bite marks anywhere they could reach. Freddy’s hands were blindly reaching for shoulders or something similar to grab and dig nails into, but they couldn’t really find anything. Damn this darkness. He wasn’t too fond of blindfolds in the least, let alone full on darkness. That was more Bonnie’s thing anyway. That being said though, the fact he couldn’t find Goldie meant he had moved. “Hey, where the fuck did you go?” He squinted slightly, not like that was helping. His eyes were glowing softly, but for some reason Goldie’s weren’t. That struck him as weird but he shrugged it off slightly. Hands fumbling with his pants and teeth on his chest answered his question though. He would’ve much preferred fucking words but he figured Goldie would have that damn mouth full soon anyway. While he was getting lost in his own thoughts, his pants were long gone and bite marks had filled his chest. Foxy and Bonnie weren’t gonna be happy with that but, he was kinda Goldie’s bitch at this point. He was mindlessly moaning and thrusting his hips into Goldie’s chest probably. He wasn’t entirely sure since he was zoned out and all. A part of him was worried he was hurting the blonde but the rest, couldn’t give a fuck. The fact he knew where Goldie was gave him somewhere to put his hands though, finding the golden hair and running his hands down to the back of his neck, resting them there. With most movements, nails were digging into the back of Goldie’s neck. That was unexpected. Goldie attempted to keep his own mouth shut, only opening it to bite more spots, but mostly failed to the soft moans. Now that Freddy’s pants were off, that meant Goldie could grab those hips though. Goldie had much sharper nails though, and that meant that blood would probably be drawn. Goldie grabbed one hip, and used the other hand to pull Freddy’s boxers off. Surely Goldie would’ve made some smartass remark about them but he kinda couldn’t see them. Which sucked because now is totally the time for that right? Oh Goldie, this is why Marion slaps you sometimes during sex. He kinda wished there was more light in here so he could be more, how do you say, of an asshole. Sadly, it was almost pitch black. The only light being the soft cyan from Freddy’s eyes. Oh yeah, Freddy. He was here to suck some dick and take some names. Goldie made quick work of quite literally grabbing Freddy’s dick, a shiver being sent through the brunette. He stiffened, mumbling a quiet but harsh “Hey-” being cut off but a soft sound, similar to a moan, when Goldie’s lips wrapped around the tip of his dick. That was quite sudden. He wasn’t used to such rough motions either. Bonnie and Foxy were so gentle and soft compared to Goldie. Nevertheless, Freddy’s hands were rested on Goldie’s head, one tangling in the golden locks and the other resting at the base of his ear. It wasn’t like Freddy wasn’t aware he wasn’t gonna last long, it was more of a question of if Goldie knew. You bet your sweet ass he knew. Since he already knew this wouldn’t be long, he didn’t wait to start deep throating. Of course Goldie knew how to deepthroat. Not sure how since, there’s no way Marion was that big but, moving on. The sudden movement made Freddy’s whole body jerk slightly, thrusting deeper into Goldie’s throat. You’d think he’d gag but, he’s probably unable to at this point. Freddy couldn’t manage much besides pants and loud name moaning. Because if it wasn’t obvious who was giving the blowjob, it was now. Freddy was not very quiet and was most likely heard outside the room. Goldie probably gave a slight eye roll, not that it could be seen in the darkness anyway, continuing to work his mouth and tongue on Fuzzbutt’s dick. It probably took another minute or two before that damned hot liquid was in his throat and mouth. As much as he wanted to spit it out, he swallowed it anyway, shuddering slightly. The alcohol was wearing off slightly by now and he had just started realising which Fuzzbutt’s dick was in his mouth. Not that he’d really want any of their dicks in his mouth. Still, it had to be this one. Freddy however was still drunk as hell, his tail wagging and his arms wrapping around Goldie’s neck, pulling him back against the wall and nuzzling against him. “Look, Freddy, I’d love to stay but I’m sure people are worried ya know-” “NO WE’RE NOT” Damnit, other Fuzzbutt, was that really fucking necessary. And with that, Freddy’s nails were sunk into Goldie’s back like an iron maiden. There was no way in hell he was getting outta that grip anytime soon. So, with a sigh, he managed to somewhat lay down and curl up with Freddy. This was really not comfortable and he was sure his neck would be killer in the morning, but whatever. Anything to keep the bear from sobbing like he was before this started.