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Quiet footsteps break the silence in the hallway to the production room, William finally stepping out of the elevator that had brought him underground. He digs his keychain out of his pocket, flicking between each key to find the one that unlocked the room before him, quietly surprised that Henry had actually remembered to lock it back tonight.
William finally pushes open the door and steps in, taking a moment to locate Henry. His eyes laying upon idle hands, the eyes of his business partner.
“Have you made any progress? Or are you still ‘brainstorming’ ” Will says with a dismissive sigh, airquoting while taking a look at the blueprints tossed on the desk. Henry moves to the side, rolling his eyes while allowing William to move closer. “Brainstorming is a very important process, and yes I have made progress.” He gestures to the notes on the table, sliding them closer for William to pick up. “Ive looked over your work too, got some tips for you.” Henry says, looking at Will with an innocent glance. “Tips?” William speaks in a defensive tone, snatching the notes off the table and skimming over the words on his work. ‘The hell?’ He speaks under his breath, looking up from his notes and back to Henry. “Thanks, I’ll take this into consideration.” He barked sarcastically, slamming the paper back down on the table, walking away from Henry to look at supplies for the animatronics.
“What?” Henry speaks up, turning around to face William. “I’m just trying to help you.” He sets the blueprints back down, stepping towards Will. “Oh, of COURSE.” William scoffs, muttering under his breath ‘you “just want to help.’ . “I do! What? You think I’m trying to make fun of you?” Henry steps in front of William, trying to get his full attention. “Nevermind, is everything in order to build Fredbear and Spring Bonnie?” William steps away from Henry with a shake of his head, ignoring his question by bringing up another. Henry’s eye twitches, his hand coming up to run a hand through his mullet, shaking his own head before following William. “Yeah, those are the parts we need. Endoskeletons are here, too.” he sighs out, looking behind his back at the various supplies and boxes. “I thought we could talk about the actual establishment though, do you think we have enough for those kids?” He joins William at his side, looking at the big whiteboard in front of them, various notes about ‘Safety Regulations’ and some about the actual building of the suits. “Enough of what?” Will looks at Henry, studying his face as if it could give him some type of answer. “Enough of anything, really.” Henry adjusts his glasses, pushing them back onto the bridge of his nose. “I mean, the advertisement did great so we should be prepared for atleast.. ‘He looks up at the high ceiling’ 15, 20? Kids?” He huffs and writes down a few reminders on the whiteboard, ‘BUY MORE CHAIRS, INGRIDENTS, EVERYTHING.’ “I think we’ll be okay, we need to focus on animatronics.” William puts a hand on Henry’s shoulder as he takes the marker away from him, gesturing to the many blueprints.
Henry nods hesitantly, turning away from the whiteboard and letting William push him towards it. “I guess you’re right.” Henry runs a hand through his hair once again, sighing while he looks back down at the blueprints, using his free hand to pick out the most important ones. “So, spring bonnie first or fredbear?” He says while letting his hand drop from his hair and on to the table, looking into William's eyes. “Well, I think spring bonnie should be first, I uh. “ He fishes a pen out of his back pocket, grabbing 1 or 2 sticky notes and slapping them on the blueprint.
“I have some changes I want to add, not drastic but it still matters.” he writes a few words down, arrows going to different places ranging from the fur on the outside to the actual endoskeleton underneath. “Are you sure we need it to be a detachable suit? I mean look at the bolts and wires.” he puts a finger on the paper, “Seems dangerous.” William takes a deep breath before swatting Henry’s hand out the way, writing more stuff down. “Yes I'm sure, It’ll be like that uh, Mouse place.” He makes hand gestures to his head, like little mouse ears. “Y’know? The guy comes out with the mouse suit on and the kids go crazy.” Will laughs lightly, his eyes dropping down from Henry's confused face and back to the blueprints, his hands on his waist, pen in his mouth.
“Well jeez, when I have a few ‘adjustments’ you shut them down quick.” Henry scoffs at William, looking back down at the blueprints, focused on the sticky notes. “Anything you want goes, I guess.” He shakes his head, ignoring the quick glare from Will. “What? You’re joking right?” William tilts his head, trying to act oblivious to Henry’s accusing tone. “No, I'm not.” Henry looks up, turning his body to fully face William. “Why do you do this? You act all oblivious to your obvious insults.” Henry Stares at Will’s face, obviously annoyed, “Well-” Henry’s quick to cut him off, raising his voice. “First, it’s you trying to take over the whole goddamn thing. Next, it's you taking charge of the animatronics I made the fucking blueprints for.” Henry shakes his head, disgust on his face. “What's next?” Henry shrugs, looking into William’s eyes, putting his hands on his waist.
“I’m trying to take over the projects? YOUR name is posted on everything!” William takes a step forward, getting closer to Henry. “This was MY idea. MY plan.” he shouts, dropping his stationary and letting them clatter to the floor. “You have everything. Everything you could want and more.” Henry crosses his arms and stares at Will, “What does that mean?” He scoffs, an annoyed tone taking over his once alarming voice.
“YOU, have a perfect family.” Will steps closer, cornering Henry. “Perfect kids.” He steps closer. “Perfect legacy.” William whispers, his breath blowing against Henry’s face, having him fully cornered. “Thats not true-” “OF COURSE it’s true, you don’t have to pretend.” Henry’s eye twitches, getting closer to William's face, inches away. “What? Are you jealous?” William stares dead into Henry’s eyes, Henry does the same. “Maybe.” William looks away, whispering once more. “Of who?” Henry questions Will, trying to get more answers out of him.
“Nothing, nobody.” He stammers out, backing away from Henry, adjusting his glasses. “William, come here.” Henry steps forward, reaching for Will. “Nevermind, let's get back to work.” Henry grips William’s shoulder, whipping him back around to face him. “No.” Henry closes the distance, hesitating before pressing his lips against Will’s, his free hand holding the small of his back while he squirms. Henry pulls away from William, an apologetic look on his face. “.. Sorry.” He mumbles out, sweat gathering on his neck and his face.
“Dont be.” William huffs out before kissing Henry again, it’s more desperate this time, William’s hands gripping Henry’s top, pressing their bodies against each other. Henry is the first to make another move, his leg maneuvering in between Will’s legs and pressing his knee into his crotch. William moans, breaking away again for quick breaths of air before diving back in, biting Henry’s bottom lip. Henry gasps, opening his mouth for Will to slip his tongue in and to attack Henry’s. “Mmphff..” Henry whines, tiny droplets of blood forming on his lip. William grinds his crotch onto Henry’s knee, his lips curving into a smile while his hands drift to find Henry’s forming bulge in his pants. Henry pulls away, a string of saliva connecting their mouths snapping and falling on their chins. “What am i gonna tell Mariene..” He whimpers, looking at his own cock in his pants struggling against the material. “You don't have too.” William rubs his index finger against the bulge before pinching the head of it and grinning, looking up at Henry’s pleasured face,
“Never thought of you to be a masochist, shocking.” He grins, his hand on his own erection now. “Shut up and kiss me.” Henry responds, grabbing Will’s head and pushing their faces together brutally, leaning Will against the workbench. William reaches down to Henry’s jeans, undoing the button quickly and trying to shove them down his thighs. “Youre bigger than I imagined.” Will laughs, wiping cold spit off of his cheek. “You think of me? Like this?” Henry asks, a blush on his face as he rolls his pants down enough to shove down his underwear also. William huffs, his flushed face not as intense as the others. “Yes, what about it?” He smiles, unbuckling his belt and fumbling with his own pants before sliding them down along with his underwear.
“How’re we going about this?” William speaks, rubbing at his tip with a flushed face. Henry doesn't speak, he instead pushes William flat on his back, yanking his pants and underwear off along with his shoes before throwing them into a corner. “Shut up.” He says in a lustful tone, plunging his two fingers into Will’s mouth, swirling them around hoping William gets the message.
He does, swirling his tongue around Henry’s fingers and periodically sucking on them. Henry retracts his fingers, looking at the spit on them before lowering them down between William’s already spread legs. “Is this okay?” He asks, finding the decency to at least ask for consent. “Yes- Fucking put em’ in already.” William spits out, slowly rubbing his eager dick. Henry rolls his eyes, shoving one individual finger inside Will’s tight hole before thrusting it in and out gently. William lays his head back, a soft moan coming from his throat. “Jesus, you're pulling me in.” Henry laughs lightheartedly, adding another finger and increasing his pace, eager to get this over with.
William groans, glaring at Henry for making him feel so good. “Just- just stick it in already.” He squeezes Henry’s fingers inside of him, pushing back onto them to gain more stimulation. “You sure?” Henry says, pulling his fingers out and starting to take off his plaid jacket, sweating enough as it is. “Yeah, I'm ready.” William nods, his tip leaking against his hand. Henry nods, grabbing his own neglected cock, stroking it a few times with a whimper before lining up with Will’s hole.
“Let me know when to stop, alright?” He says before pushing in, cutting William’s response off immediately. “Ffuck, holy shit- you’re big.” Will’s head falls onto the table again, tilting to the right. Henry chuckles at William's limp body, pushing himself deeper into his hole until he was buried inside of him. “M’ gonna start.” Henry said, not waiting for a response before pulling back and grabbing Will’s legs, lifting them up and onto his shoulders while he leaned forward. He shoved himself inside Will’s begging hole quickly, pulling out with the same speed. “Fuck! Henry wait-” William’s words are cut off as soon as Henry thrusts himself back in again, one hand drifting towards Will’s penis. “Do you ever- Shut up?” He groans, setting a brutal pace, thrusting inside of William while abusing his tip. “Do you ever THINK before you speak?” Henry huffs, leaning closer to William. “Do you ever realize how your actions affect others?” He questions Will with an accusatory tone, getting rougher every sentence. “Fuck, Im sorry.” William moans out, seeming to have lost his dominating nature. “Youre gonna be fucking sorry.” Henry speaks, both hands under William's legs as he pulls him closer, letting his chest lay on Will’s, their faces close to each other.
Henry leans in first, catching William’s lips in a hurry, slipping his tongue in and plowing into him. William takes this as an opportunity to let go, moans and whines swallowed by Henry’s hungry mouth. Henry breaks away, diving into Will’s shoulder and groaning before whimpering, his hips slowing down. Will strains his neck to look at Henry’s shoulder, licking his lips before diving in and biting him. Henry lets out a gasp, his sturdy grip on William’s thighs faltering before tightening again, but harder. Will licks at the blood, a smirk on his face before Henry lets out a moan, his hips gaining speed rapidly. “Fucking- shit, do that again, please.” He grinds his hips into Will’s hole, whining before falling into rhythm.
William laughs lightly, groaning a bit from the pace but grounding himself nevertheless. He licks the side of Henry’s neck, glad he has even a tiny bit of control before he bites down again, earning a sharp moan from Henry. “Fuck! M’ gonna cum.” Henry breathes out, hips stuttering and frantically trying to keep their pace. Henry reaches down between both of their stomachs, jerking William off quickly, ignoring his loud, overstimulated moans. “You’re gonna finish too, with me.” He huffs out, pulling himself off of William with a flushed face, his grip falling on Will’s hips.
Henry and William’s moans fall into rhythm, supporting one another. “Fuck, can i?” Henry asks with a hurried voice, hips stuttering as he gets closer to his climax. “Can you what?” William stares at Henry with one eye, sweat dripping down his face and a blush redder than Henry's. “Inside, Cum- Inside.” Henry whimpers, pulling William closer. “Please?” He begs as his hand speeds up, paying attention to William’s overly leaking tip. “Shit- Yes, Yeah.” William moans, laying his head to the side once more, his sweat drenching the blueprints underneath him. Henry finishes with a loud groan, gripping William’s dick subconsciously along with his waist. William moans out, cumming on his stomach as his seed squirts out in hot, long strips.
Henry collapses on William's chest, breathing hard as he tries to regulate his heartbeat. William shifts around, feeling himself full with Henry’s cum inside of him, occasionally feeling some leak out and onto the floor. “You cum alot.” William laughs, his hand idly rubbing his back before closing his own eyes, relaxing onto the table. ‘What am I gonna tell Clara?’ He thinks before drifting off, the sound of Henry’s heartbeat against his chest.