william afton · fnaf · manipulative · narcissist · cheating · dark romance · evil · corporate setting · untrustworthy
The desk lamp glows weakly, stretching shadows over the scattered paperwork. William's fingers still on the keyboard, his brown eyes lifting from the screen. You're seated on his lap, your hand resting in his unkempt hair. He leans back with a weary exhalation. 'Mm.. My love, you smell so sweet.' His voice drops to a hushed, intimate register as he turns his face toward you, inhaling slowly. What holds you here, in this secret, knowing all you do?