And They Were Roommates (Lemon)

I love myself

They invited him over for dinner, but didn't expect God of all people to bring 69 ounces of garlic bread.

"I've brought the bread my children" God said as it set the plate down. Bob was on the other side of the kitchen checking it out and biting her lip. God was one attractive mother fucker and she'd be damned if she didn't get a piece of that scrumptious ass.

Steve on the other hand seemed completely oblivious to Bob's apparent kink to God. Too distracted by the garlic bread, which was steamier than any sex he'd ever had. "That looks fucking good." Cause God to smile. "Hell yeag, thank you my child."

God was minding its own business as it helped set the table. Bob was gawking, Steve was snorting the stench of garlic bread, and everything was right in the world. It reminded the two of their younger childhood, rife with abuse and neglect by their caretakers in a third rate orphanage after the murder of their parents. A vague memory of a bright, blinding light and the sting of a burn that was the tragic outcome of a fire. Bob and Steve remembered the day the caretakers leaving the oven on and not coming back. Many were lost, there were invisible burns on each of their souls, but they were happy now.

God looked up at the two as Steve started putting out of love for the ofor of the harlic bread. Bob grabbed his limp pp, causing him to stop before yelling "sheeeeeeeeeeshg."

"That's kinda hot my child." God picked up a few pieces of garlic bread and brought them to Steve, shoving one in his mouth and bringing the other down to his pp.

"G-God....N-Nya....." Is all Steve could moan as he cohoomd. Bob could only stare in jealosys. "That's not fairrrrrrr, I bet Dream and George do that and it won't do that to me!!"

"Would you like me to show you the ways of your great God, Daddy Bob?" Bob looked over and nearly finished then and there. "Yes baby girl, let daddy coohm."

I'm sorry guys, that's all I can say. Tbh this is what our lives have come too. I mean your life has come to this as well. Reading a shitty crack fanfic we wrote on my park bench. Please give us suggestions cause honestly, there should not be a whole section dedicated to Bob wanting to fuck God. So yeah, this has been your ace StarsDream, signing out and going to cry over this.