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Third Night

"Hey... Xander, can I ask you a question," asks Ryan, her paws held together in front of her, the female keeping her eyes to the floor.

Xander continues to work on his car, the wolf not even looking up at her or bothering to stop what he's doing, simply saying,"Yeah," as he continues to work.

She smiles and, as she shuffles her feet, she looks towards him and as she asks, "Could... Could you... fix something...," she'd mentally smack herself for not specifying.

"Um... what kind of something," he'd ask, the wolf stopping his work, yet he hasn't slid out from underneath his car.

"So... I was wondering if you could repair the broken animatronic at my work? His name is Foxy... and I was wondering if you could repair him...," and she'd blush, her eyes closing as she waits for his answer.

Xander would push himself out from underneath his car, oil coating his muzzle and chest, the wolf pushing himself to his feet before he looks at his blushing sister, his ears perked as he asks, "Why are you getting all embarrassed?"

"Um... no reason," she says as she rubs her arm, making sure she avoided direct eye contact with her brother.

With a shrug, he'd turn back to his car before he says, "Well, I can fix the robot. Your boss will have to give his approval though, but I can fix him. Anything else you need?"

She would shake her head, her tail wagging quickly as she smiles excitedly before hugging her brother tight. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

"Anytime little sis," he'd say as she squeezed his waist, her tail wagging rapidly.

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As she sat in the security office, watching all the cameras, she sighs heavily. "Chica's in the kitchen, Bonnie is in the backroom, Freddy is on the stage, and Foxy is in Pirate Cove showing off his," and she'd pause, her eyes looking at his hard cock, the wolf soon blushing before switching the camera, her cheeks hot as she tried to regain her composure.

Picking up the tablet once more to view the cameras, she looks towards the backroom again, only to see 'Foxy X Ryan' on one of the walls. "I swear, these guys are really hoping Foxy and I hook up. Not sure how that would work, he's a machine, I'm not..."

She soon switched to 1A to see Freddy holding a picture of Foxy and her with a huge heart in the middle. "Cute... very cute, Freddy. Again, I don't think we'd work out, he's metal, I'm alive, relationship stuff is pretty difficult in that regard."

She remembers her boss, the owner of Freddy's who happens to be Freddy, speaking about how some security guards just up and vanished, or they quit, or even some messing with the animatronics and getting fired. Well, she hoped her boss would be ok with her brother repairing her robotic admirer.

As she looked back to Pirate Cove, Foxy was still in the same pose as before, his left hand behind his back holding his tail while his hook held his cock up, giving her a good view of how big he is, his cock in direct view of the camera, causing Ryan to blush.

"Foxy, you are such a stud, but I have to work, no distractions," and she'd switch the camera to the supply closet, only to find a picture of her and Foxy being married, earning the drawer a sigh before she looked somewhere else.

Switching the camera to the kitchen, the audio feed picked up something else. Usually it was Chica's music or something, but this time, it was something more romantic, though that might be too strong of a word. Perhaps sweet then?

"Alright, fine, send him here. I know that's what you guys are wanting so have at it," and she'd sigh before continuing to look through the cameras, only to stop at Pirate Cove, the wolf noticing the infamous Foxy had already vanished.

"Seems someone got the message. Guess I'll have to see what he wants this time," and she looks towards the hallway to see Foxy walking up towards the security office, a smile slowly growing on her muzzle.

That's when she hears the clicking noise, to which she chuckles and stands up before moving to the opposite door, closing it before turning to face Foxy.

"Well hello there, so what brings you here, Foxy," she'd ask as she leans against the wall, chuckling when she sees his jaw drop slightly, clearly the poor fox was shocked at her reaction, maybe he was expecting a chase?

"Is that what you're wanting, Foxy? Are you wanting to chase me," and she'd chuckle as he shakes his head no, the fox walking in before shutting the door behind him, his eyes soon locking onto the female wolf.

She slowly pushes away from the door, the wolf swaying her hips as she approaches the mechanical fox, her eyes locked on his before slowly circling him, to which she'd ask, "So, what brings you to my office today? Are you wanting to have some fun like you were yesterday?"

He'd quickly nod, the fox turning to face her before sliding his hook onto her belt, pulling her close to him, the fox desperately trying to speak, but being the wires in his neck were fried, all he could do was simply make some hand motions, hoping she'd understand.

She'd watch his reaction before she chuckles softly and, with a smile, she'd reach down before gently grasping his cock, the wolf smiling as her paw slowly slides from the base of his rod to the tip, her thumb teasing the head of his cock before sliding down his shaft, her eyes watching Foxy as he tilts his head back, the machine clearly enjoying himself.

While her hand worked on his cock, she would slowly slide down to her knees before tilting her head up to look at him, her paw stroking his cock a bit faster while her other paw grasped his swollen knot. As she continued to stroke his shaft and rub the swollen flesh, she watched for any indication of him getting close, but since he hadn't changed his behavior in any fashion, she assumed he still had a ways to go.

With a soft sigh, she would smile and say, "One of my brothers is coming in tomorrow to examine you and, if given the ok by my boss, he'll begin the repairs on-," and she'd recoil slightly as some pre shot from his tip and onto her snout.

She would blink a few times before she removes a paw from his knot, the wolf soon wiping her muzzle before she chuckles softly. "Well, then, guess you come pretty fast," though before she could laugh at her own joke, he would place his metallic hand on the back of her head before quickly stuffing his cock into her muzzle until his knot kissed her lips.

She would nearly gag as his cock hit the back of her throat, though he didn't give her much time to recover when he pulled back, the mechanical fox simply thrusting into her muzzle quickly, his knot slapping against her lips, one hand holding her head still while his hook rested on her shoulder.

With every thrust into her, the computer chip would calculate how long he should last at the rate he was going, though it wasn't taking in certain factors, such as his knot being too big to actually fit into her mouth or the fact that she still had a paw on his cock. So, as it came up with a time, it began to count down, giving him at least a minute.

After that calculation, he could feel the gears inside of him turning, valves opening, tubes filling up with his virility, his knot slowly filling up, every second something was going on, all the way down to the last second, to which he pressed his knot against her lips and, with a slight shake and tilt, his blocked flow would be released, the wolf squirming a bit as he emptied himself inside of her throat and muzzle.

Another countdown began, calculating how long he should release, though it was much shorter. When it ended, he would pull out of her mouth, some of his seed dripping down her chin, the wolf panting as she took in deep breaths while he watched, unsure if she would be mad at him or happy and ready to enjoy his presence.

Slowly recovering from her mechanical admirer's passionate desire to face fuck her, she would wipe her mouth with one arm, her other paw still holding his cock. As she lifts her head to look at him, she asks, "Did... did you have fun," and he would nod, the fox happy he could enjoy the female.

She'd slowly stand up, coughing a bit, before she looks into his eyes, her paw still holding his cock, to which she asks, "Anything else you want to do," and her question was quickly answered as he pulled her close to him with his hook attaching to her belt, one hand moving down to undo the button and zipper before he uses both hand and hook to slide her pants down to her thighs, the fox smiling as she stood in her security jacket, but her red panties were clearly visible.

Ryan could feel his cock in between her legs, his shaft pressing right against her folds, the only thing protecting her from his cock was her underwear, though that didn't stop him from thrusting, the wolf suppressing a moan as she felt his cock pistoning in between her legs.

"J-Jesus F-Foxy, y-you are p-pretty q-quick," she managed to say as he bucked his hips, her panties starting to dampen as he continued to rock into her. She didn't really know how long he could go or what he'd do next, but she found out what he was intending to do with his hand and that dull hook. She had felt him slide both down to her rear, though she wasn't paying too much attention, after all, he was sliding his cock against her and she was too busy enjoying it, though when that dull hook pressed against her rear before pushing into her, she let out a sharp gasp mixed in with a moan.

Arching her back as he began pumping that hook, all she could do was submit to his will, that fat cock in between her legs sliding against her, making her wet and more aroused, and now a dull hook that was teasing her insides. How much longer this would go on, she didn't know, but her lover did.

His hook sank a bit further, holding her steady while his other hand moved to the front of her underwear, his cock pulling back, to which he held her hips before he released, his computer chip switching him to climax mode, causing him to make a mess of the floor and her pants.

When he finished, he would gently remove his hook from her rear before moving away from her, the fox soon walking away, but not before giving her butt a loving squeeze and smack, the mechanical fox pirate soon opening a door before leaving the security office.

Ryan would pull up her pants, the wolf ignoring the dark stains, to which she looks around before she says, "I should probably clean up a bit, I don't think my boss would be too happy finding... well... the mess," and she'd grab some napkins and a spray bottle before getting to work. Hopefully she didn't have to do anymore cleaning tomorrow.