part Wrow

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Robert smith almost fucking shits his goddamn panties at the sight beheld infront of him.
the folmowing freaking tweet, freaking read:
"Hello everybody. It is I, Morrissey, the one and only. I announce on twitter today that I an a little whore for robert smith!! yes.. you heard it hear folks.. i literally wanna butt fuck and be butt fucked by THEE robert smith. this is my love confession.. i love you baby girl.. i could NEVER HATE YOU.."

robert smiths mouth falls open in shock
(like this yall)

robert smiths mouth falls open in shock(like this yall)

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"oh my gosh.." he says aloud.
"oh my grraking feart!! oh my goodness gravy graciousness what the hell fire fart!!"

all of a sudden, HIS INNAPROPRIATE RINGTONE sounds thru his ears, and he wuicklg picks up without even reading the id of the perosn inside of his fricking ohone. "ROBBY!! BABY CAKES!! BABY GIRL!! MY STINKY BUTT!! DID YOU SEE WHAT THE SHIT MORRISSEY PISTED ABT YOU.."

"um.. yes baby girl.. what the frick.."
robert smith didnt know what the shit to do. he hasnt even had his morning heroin injection!!

"um.. baby girl.. lets meet up NOW!"

robeet smith agrees wuicklt and then HANGS UO THE FRICKING PHHONE!!!!!!

he rushes to put his silky patnies on. He puts the flower embroidered underwear to cover his dick and ass and quicklg changes it to the rest of his emo ass outfit.

"gosh diddly darn.." robert smith mutters to bimself. he runs out the hallway and rushes into the bathroom where he pulls a comb out of a drawer. He quickly combs through his hair with clumps falling out.

"I look so good rn..😜"

robeet smith begins to do poses in the mirror. He turns to the side and starts twerking his fat volumetric ass. his juicy fruity tooty buttcheeks.

he stos once he remembers his mission to meet up with his favorite baby girl, and xontinues the feat to get ready in the morning.

and alas, The rest of his routine is completr and hes walking out of his front door while texting his marmar charchar.
"good golly fiddly popsticks! where is this guy..!" he svreams loudly, before he looks up and realizes that his car is right infront of him

robeet smith screams loudly and runs to the passenger seat of martin gores care as if he was a fucking speed sombi fromxc plants vs zombies.

"AHHHHHHHHHH" martin gore exhanges a scream

"lets get tf out this bitch!!"
the zestier one yells before zooming off in his little pink gay ass convertible car

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