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⚠️TW⚠️
~smut
~cursing
~Sexual
~Knife play
~weapons- knife, gun
~blood
NSFW~ anal also kinky like really kinky.
Thank you bigGuy_ghost for the request hope you enjoy. ☺️ And sorry it took so long 😅

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~3rd person POV~

It's was 12:34am on a Friday night not the most ideal night to be out and wondering with all the drunks that are out at this time either sucking each other off or harrassing any poor person that so happen to be walking by.

Quackity keep to himself for most of the time working as to not attract any unwanted attention towards him. He worked at a company run by an annoying and most of the time drunk that goes by the name Schlatt.

Quackity stayed late working on a project for the company Schlatt wanted to sell some pill or whatever Quackity didn't payed much attention to it.

"Ahh~" Alex tried paying no attention to the slutish moan coming from the alleyway on hes left and continued walking "mm~ F-Fuck".

"Sounds like their having fun" Quackity said quietly to himself turning the corner Into a darker part of town

Quackity didn't live too far away from work so he never needed to take the car and he liked walking.

All noises from casinos, strip clubs and bars faded away as Quackity walked deeper in the darker part of town.

Most buildings and house were either on sale or left there to rot.

Quackity slowed hearing footsteps that weren't his he only heard one pair of footsteps so it definitely where a human. He quickly started walking faster hearing them getting closer.

After trying to outrun them for sometime quackity couldn't hear them anymore. He quickly looked behind him to make sure no one was there.

He turn around to only be met by darkness. "Shit, how much did I drink" Quackity said rubbing his brows turning and starting to walk again. To be honest most of the reason Quackity was there later than usual was because he was drinking with his boss, they have a complicated relationship.

'tap, tap, tap, tAP, TAP, TAP' the footsteps are back getting closer and quickly, Quackity looked behind him see a black figure runing full speed at him. In a fit of panic Quackity ran as fast as he could. They where much faster that Quackity and about 6 ft.

the anxiety bubble in Quackity's chest and the pure panic and alcohol made Quackity run straight home.
Big mistake.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" quackity fiddled with the keys in his hands trying to open the door looking behind him occasionally.

Finally getting the door open Quackity ran in shuting the door and locking it. Quackity exhaled not knowing he was holding hes breath.

"Not fast enough" Quackity's eyes widen to the soft yet low voice (I'm not good at explaining things)

They grasped Quackity's hand putting them behind his back, Quackity's hands where criss crossed and pushed against the mid part of there back.

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