Scooby Doo Porn Story: Hotel Nights Chapter 1

A/N: I’m sick, and they’re showing a Scooby-Doo marathon on Cartoon Network. I can’t be held responsible for what I want to see.

He rolls over with a sigh and tries to get to sleep. Theyre
going to have a long drive ahead of them to the next town and he
doesnt know if he can handle another day in the cramped
Volkswagen. Hell do it for his friends, but…

The bed shifts next to him and skinny arms wrap around his waist.
He sighs.

Its, like, freezing in here.

You could turn on the heater. The arms around him tighten
briefly, and then relax, as if about to pull away.

Its busted, man.

He puts a hand over the other’s, locked around his middle, and rubs
his thumb across the knuckles. Thats all the response the
other needs to pull closer.

I hate hotels, he confesses quietly.

Me too. But at least were not, like, sleeping in the
Mystery Machine like Scooby.

He sighs. I guess.

Hey, dont worry. The next town will be more interesting.

He rolls over and his tilts his forehead against the others.
Maybe this place is interesting enough for now.

Shaggy grins sleepily and rubs his nose against Freddies, closing
his eyes.

Yknow, he mumbles, Maybe youre on to something, man.