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Thirst person POV:
Biden and Obama start talking about their life and just like Trump, had opened a flower shop. Trump listened to their conversation while seething quietly, painfully waiting for the conversation to end.
"Okay, you can sleep in my room while I sleep on the couch." Obama said to Trump, wanting him to feel comfortable in his house.
"Wait so then where would Biden sleep?" Trump asked suspiciously, afraid of the answer.
"oh... well i guess Biden you can take the couch as well... I'll just sleep on the floor"
"Um.. you could sleep with me"
"no you can sleep with me" Biden said, budding into the conversation.
"No.. he can sleep with me... in the bed :o" Trump said shyly... crossing his fingers together that this could be the moment that changes everything and that Obama would always be his.
"sure, makes sense to me" Obama said glad to be saved from sleeping on the floor.
"Fine.. but ill see you in the morning" Biden whispers the last part in Obamas ear, winking at him after.
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Setting: In the bedroom
Obama tucks himself in after taking a shower. Waiting for Trump to get out of the shower as well.
Obama POV:
im just thinking about what happened. Did trump really want me to sleep with him? Maybe he just felt bad about the sleeping situation. Im confused and scared what if when he realizes that i dont have a 24 pack but a 12 pack hell leave me. I just miss those orange curves and the way his face lights up talking about his walls. I hope he lets me into his walls ;).
I heard a noise of the door open, I see trump walking out of the washroom that was connected to the bedroom. I looked at him up and down to find that he was wearing a bright red silk robe covered in glitter. He looked. SO. HOT.
The way his body fit perfectly into the robe, knowing that he had nothing under thta robe made me moist. Hopefully he wouldnt notice how much i was staring at him.
"I can see you looking at me" Trump said with a spur of confidence in him.
"i- i-i- ummm..." Obama stuttdered, reduced to nothing but a stuttering mess.
what do i do... hes so.... attractive... i dont even remember biden anymore who even is that guy... All i want in this world is trump.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------In the living room on the couch.
biden pov:
I want obama all for myself and i know someone who wants trump... Time to call up an old friend...
Biden reaches for his phone, finding an old contact he hadnt talked to in a while.
"hey Hillary... i have a deal that may interest you..."
To be continued...
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Authors note:
Hey guys sorry for not uploading on tuesday i had some stuff come up and it was one of my friends funerals so i had to go. What a bummer. I finished getting railed by that car and decided take money from charities in need. Make sure to like subscribe and follow. Love you guys!
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You take down my walls {Obama x Trump}
FanfictionObama POV: I'm just thinking about what happened. Did trump really want me to sleep with him? Maybe he just felt bad about the sleeping situation. Im confused and scared what if when he realizes that i dont have a 24 pack but a 12 pack hell leave m...
