Kermit was a strange man. He never had matching socks on, he wore a fedora outside of work, but the strangest thing of all was his heart. Something that he could never grasp, he wanted to hold someone. He wanted someone big to protect him from the scary world that seemed to hate him.
Kermit was adopted by a nice lesbian couple when he 4, having no memory of his real father or mother. While his mothers certainly cared for him, they never understood him or the strange desires of his heart. He was never put in harm's way by his mothers, but still had to rely primarily on himself when he was picked on by the other kids. Both of his mothers had a busy work schedule and were never emotionally there for him. Even if they did try to understand him, there's something his mothers would never fully grasp, his longing for a huge cock in his ass.
He looked at the address on the slip of paper he received from that sexy cartoon mouse in the liquor shop. He memorized it in his head, running that direction. He didn't know what he wanted exactly, but it had something to do with adventure. He wanted to gamble his everything to feel alive. To feel his heart beat in his chest so hard that it could explode.
He ran, nearing his destination. He wanted to make a big mistake. To fuck an alcoholic loser with no life plans. He didn't have a plan, he just wanted to feel alive. He was tired of being pushed around! Tired of being treating like he wasn't jackshit!
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Micky x Kermit
أدب الهواة-An interesting fanfic about two beloved childhood characters put into an abnormal and not canon world. Two griefing souls somehow find eachother. Kermit wants to feel free, Mickey can't stand being alone any longer. First 3 chapters edited by: St...
