Art is by on !! // Also yes I cut the smut short >:) can't go too fast, can we?

My eyes widened and my face flushed more than it already was. I sat up a little bit and straddled myself on his lap, still staying in his grip. "You saying that just makes me want more," I laughed and bit my lip a little, not quite sure whether to stop or continue.

"Good," he whispered in a husky tone, brushing his lips on the curve of my jaw, sliding down my neck. His hands held my waist and head, attacking me with kisses.

He bit a small area of my lower neck softly, making me shudder from pleasure as a chill raced down my spine.

He laughed quietly, kissing my ear and whispering into it. "Do you like it?~"

I couldn't form any words, so I just gave a small nod. Everything was going so fast, the world was almost spinning. But it was going exactly the way I wanted it to.

Even though it was still him, it felt like he became an entirely different person in a short span of time. He wasn't nervous anymore, no hesitation, he was confident and seemingly dominant.

I loved it.

I pushed his head back down onto my neck and he immediately started teasing me with kisses and bites like he's been dying for them. He stopped at the bottom and began sucking on a section of skin, gradually going harder.

Despite my efforts, I let out a tiny moan. It was such an odd feeling, that hurt and felt amazing at the same time. With the way he was going, my neck would be bruised up by tomorrow, but I didn't have the ability to care because I was too focused on him.

His kiss trail reached the collar of my shirt and he tugged on it in dissatisfaction, looking up at me with a teasing smile.

"Can I get this stupid thing out of the way?" He requested as he ran his fingers down the line of buttons.

A smile spread across my face as my body just continually begged for more and more. "Get rid of it." I demanded, feeling my shirt loosen slowly.

He took it off surprisingly quickly, causing me to attempt to cover myself up with an arm out of nervousness. The clothing slid off of my shoulders, bunching around my elbows, practically off.

My face was tomato red at this point, and Baldi could sense my nervousness. He seemed to snap out of his dominant and bolder side and back into the sweet, hesitant one.

Baldi gave me a genuine smile, putting his hand over my arms lightly. "I know you're nervous," he started, running his hand down to my elbow. "So we don't have to if you don't want to." His gaze returned mine as he spoke. "But I'd love to because..." he leaned in and kissed the middle of my collarbone. "You look adorable. And it's painful to resist."

I giggled and removed my arms from my chest. "Fine," I ran my fingers behind his ears and along his jaw. It didn't take much at all to convince me. I pulled my arms out of my shirt and let it fall to the floor.

He looked me up and down which just caused me to become even more nervous. I hadn't been scared up until now, and it was ruining the moment. My hands were a little shaky as I looked away.

I wasn't really ready.

"You aren't ready yet, are you?" Baldi asked quietly, giving me a supportive smile. "It's fine if you aren't. We weren't planning on this anyway," he gave a small laugh at the end.

Shaking my head quietly, I looked down at him and saw the genuine look on his face. He wasn't going to force anything.

He gently wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back closer to him, hugging me tightly. "That's fine."

I smiled and hugged him back, finally relaxing. My head was calm but my body wasn't. "Plus we're in your office..." trailing off, I looked around and remembered that we were technically still in school.

Of course the moment had to be ruined. I scolded myself in my head. But, whatever. I just need to, be, um, ready for it. If it ever comes. The thought of it flashed through my head and my face flushed again.

Baldi pointed to my shirt on the floor. "You should get dressed again."

Quickly, I swiped my shirt from off of the floor and began to put it on, getting off of his lap. I caught him staring again so I stuck my tongue out at him playfully. He did it back.

When two buttons on my shirt were done, I heard a small voice yell out and a quiet pbbbt sound come from the door. "I can do that too!"

Both mine and Baldi's heads shot towards the door and there stood Playtime, a huge smile on her face and her tongue sticking out of her mouth, jumprope unsurprisingly in hand.

"PLAYTIME!" I screamed, clutching the two ends of my shirt together and hastily buttoning them up. "What are you doing!?"

Baldi shot up from his desk with a ruler and I gasped, rushing in front of him with the last button in my hand. "Don't hit her," I looked at him with a disapproving face. He immediately sat back down and placed the ruler on his desk.

"Why is your shirt off?" The girl asked, pointing a tiny finger at me. "Or it looks like it is." she leaned forward and squinted.

"That's none of your business," Baldi said calmly, trying to hold back from beating the shit out of her.

Neither of us saw her come in. She just appeared out of thin air. At the worst time.

"Okay," Playtime plainly said, walking in farther. "Then why is (Y/N) in here? Did he have his shirt off? Why are shirts off? Is this a game? Can I play?"

She spouted out questions in her robotic sounding voice, only stopping after a swift slap with Baldi's ruler.

Playtime wailed and stumbled backwards, cowering in fear.

I gasped and swooped her up, holding her against my chest. "Are you okay?" I asked in a hushed voice, trying to calm her down. "I've got you, don't worry," I gave her a small pat on the head and attempted to shush her pained cries right next to my ear.

Turning to him, I furrowed my brows and began to rhythmically pet her frizzy hair. "Baldi, why did you do that?" I whisper-yelled to avoid making her more scared. "She's a child!"

Baldi seemed to have no sympathy for Playtime and only remorse because I was upset.

"She wouldn't stop talking."

"That's not a reason to hit her!"

We just stared at each other for a moment, the tiny girl's sobs slowly fading out as she wrapped her tiny arms around my neck. She opened her eyes to look around and her gaze fell on Baldi, causing her to shut her eyes and grab my shirt in fear.

I felt so terrible for her. She clearly didn't know what was going on, and just wandered in. That added to the fact she's half blind, from what I know.

There was a strong urge to protect her for some reason, despite how much I wanted her to leave. She was annoying but I couldn't help liking her even the tiniest bit.

Baldi just grunted and put the ruler down for the second time, looking at me with mixed emotions. Sadness, annoyance, regret, forlorning.

"It's okay now," I went to put her down, but she just grabbed tighter and kicked. "Okay, okay! I'll keep holding you." Her behaviour caused me to giggle. I turned to Baldi for a reaction, and I was stunned to see him smiling.

He crossed his legs and watched the tiny girl close her eyes, burying her face in my neck.

This was an interesting chain of events.

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Playtime makes a comeback,,, I like her too much to shove her out of the story completely. Should I make a full on lemon chapter soon or go with the story more?? Thank y'all for the reads and votes!