buzz and woody sit at small bar, drinking vodkas out of small glasses.
"so, what made you want to come out with me?" woody questioned as he chugged back his second cup.
"what are you talking about? we're only here as friends." buzz replied flatly.
"oh um y-y-yeah right." woody said as he felt tears welling up in the corner of his doodoo brown eyes 😍😍😍. "just g-g-g-g-g-g-give me a second." he got up and ran to the bathroom like the silly little baka he is.
"woody wait!" buzz called, getting up and following him, abandoning their vodkas.
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woody sits in a bathroom stall, tears falling down his red cheeks. (oh em gee, he's such a silly baka!! 😈)
the sudden bang of a door opening makes him flinch.
"woody? it's me, buzz."
he stays silent.
"woody cmon, don't be like this."
woody sighs and walks out of the old bathroom stall.
"I really care about you woody woo, and not in a friend way. I love you."
"i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-" woody stutters aesthetically 🥺🥺.
buzz cuts him off by pulling him close and placing a long, sloppy kiss on his tiny, crusty lips.
after a minute or so, they pull away and make direct eye contact.
"that was-" woody begins.
he gets cut off again by another kiss, this time even longer and more passionate.
woody stands on his tiptoes, making him tall enough to wrap his lanky, old arms around buzz's thick neck. (okay noah neck 😬😬)
buzz pushes them both into a disabled stall, quickly locking it behind them. not even a second had passed and they were already undressing each other.
first the hats, then jackets and shirts, then trousers and last but certainly not least; the underwear.
next thing you know, woody is up against the wall and buzz is holding him in place.
"you ready?" buzz asks.
woody let's out a muffled "yes", followed by a small and quick nod.
without a warning, buzz inserts his large member (oh my, scandalous!!! 🤯🤯) inside of woody.
a loud and shocked moan escapes woodys dry lips as he shuts his eyes tightly. "fuck buzz!" he moans again.
"no. you may only address me as master." woody replied, continuing harder and faster.
"y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-yes master!" he obeyed, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
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(don't read this part if you have emetophobia like me!!!)
many minutes had passed. moans could be heard from outside of the bar, from outside of the city, even from outside of the country.
"fuck, I'm close" buzz whispered, grunting slightly.
woody nods slightly, not yet being able to say anything.
buzz acknowledges his reply and cums inside of him. his cum was salty and yellow and smelled of eggs.
woody immediately pushed buzz away and began running out of the bathroom stall, not bothering to put his clothes back on. "you stink!" he screached angrily and then vomited everywhere. (how romantic 🥺)
buzz put his clothes back on and suggested, "I'm sorry woody woo! I'll make it up to you!"
"no i-" woody started.
he, once again, gets cut off, this time by a huge sack covering his head, his torso, his legs and then his whole body. buzz fiddled around with the top for a minute until finally, "AHA!", he had kidnapped woody...
SHALL I WRITE MORE OF THIS??? IT WAS ONLY GONNA BE A ONESHOT BUT IDK
