[F4M] Scooby-Dooby-Doo Me, Freddy

Oh no you don't, Fred. Checking the Royal Observatory was MY idea, and unless Daphne can tell a perigee from a pierogi you're better off bringing me. Daphne will do just as well looking for clues down here in the Royal Courtyard with Shaggy and Scooby, won't you?

Any objections? Then it's settled. Now let's split up, gang!

[Scene change: alone with Fred in the old observatory] [Fred is unusually quiet and hasn't said anything since]

You've been awfully quiet, Fred. Don't tell me you can't solve the mystery without Daphne. I'm not an idiot. I know it's not clues you're looking for when you run off together.

Why do I care? Because, *I* actually SOLVE the mysteries, Fred; I put in my work. At least Scooby and Shaggy can actually catch the villain. What do you contribute? A ride and some half-brained traps that rarely ever work? You don't think Shaggy and I couldn't have already bought ourselves a car from our share of the prize money? The fact is you need us more than we need you, and if you want to keep getting a share of the rewards, you're going to have to start proving your worth.

[Fred: How? By the time I've even found a clue, you've already connected the dots!]

Hahaha. You flatter me, Fred. While, yes, I *can* solve these mysteries without you, I think this is one you can solve yourself. Just think about it: Why do *you* keep Daphne around?

See? You *can* stay in the gang after all. I mean, you don't have to; you're free to say no just like I'm free to leave. So, what's​ it gonna be?

[He agrees]

[Matter-of-factly] The werewolf won't come before the last tour bus leaves and Giovanna begins her aria. Until then, we can do it there, on the table.

Uh-uh. *I* get on the table, *you* undress. Pull down your pants and let me see.

Jinkies--that'll *definitely* do. Now take everything else off--But give me the ascot.

Very nice... No wonder Daphne would do it even in a mausoleum. Go ahead and flex for me.

Yeah...So fucking big...Now shake your hips too. Hahaha! Come here.

Jinkies, you're even sexier up close. Let me play with those balls. Cold tonight, huh? Maybe tying this ascot around will help, hahaha. You like that, huh? Being a big jock toy for this little nerd girl?

Lift up my skirt, and peel those panties off. See what you did? See how wet you've already got me just from that little show of yours? God, you're so fucking hot. Now get down there and clean that mess up.

[cunnilingus] [moans and improv]
[Encourage whatever exactly feels pleasurable during cunnilingus]

[Ragged] Fuck me, Fred. Fuck me on this table. Hard. I want you to nail me so I won't ever leave.

[He fucks you. ] [Moans and improv]

Harder, Fred! I can take it. [desperately] I NEED it.

[He fucks you harder.] [Moans and improv]

[Your glasses fall off from all this wild crazy banging]

Oh! My glasses! [Dismissive sigh] All that matters is this cunt...Being filled by your cock...

[Moans and improv]

[You climax at some point]

[He says he's going to cum]

Yeah? Then cum on yourself. Open your mouth and shoot whatever salty globs you can right back inside. Yeah...spray it ALL over, hot and sticky... [Chuckle] Such a good boy, I--

[Distant werewolf howl]

[Unsurprised] Jinkies. Sounds like the werewolf will be here soon. Guess you'd better clean yourself up. You wouldn't want Madame Guillarde to find you looking like a hot mess, would you?

Here. [Smugly] Have your ascot back.