Flaming Hot Tips- A Gordon Ramsey X Guy Fieri fanfic

Part 3: Welcome to Flavor Town

"Don't hurt Passion!" exclaimed Guy. "She's my favorite shirt!". He was of course talking about his signature flaming hot button down. By now of course it was an extension of his soul, a part of him. It had seen the grandest of foods and the smallest of dives. It was an artifact the guy hopes to preserve for future generations of Fieri.
"What is it Guy? This old thing?" Gordon hurriedly exclaimed, trying to catch his missing breath.
"Yes! That old thing Gordon! It's the only thing I have left of who I was! So don't fucking touch it!"
Guy grasped the shirt from Gordon with a death grip and tore it away from his trembling hands.

That's when he heard the tear.

"Guy I... I didn't mean to! Okay? Guy!" However, Guy didn't respond, he simply sat at the edge of the bed, gazing at passion as it sparkled in the moonlight."Guy?" Pleaded Ramsay
Guy mumbled something under his breath. Like a calm before a storm.
"YOU FUCKING HURT PASSION IM GOING TO HURT YOU!" And before Gordon could react Guy was on top of his back, pressing his chorizo inside of Gordon's donut hole.
"G...GUY IM SUPPOSED TO BE DOMINANT!" however Guy ignored his pleas, instead he pressed harder, and harder, and harder. And all of a sudden with a loud, thundering howl and a banging of his chest that shook meat sweats everywhere, he said:

"Welcome to flavor town... Motherfucker."

And with a mighty roar and another beat of his bacon grease chest. He threw himself inside of Gordon with such force the the bed began to crack and brake.
"I have an idea."
"Wha-what?"
Guy rummaged through his drawers. Gordon had his face against the soft silk sheets, ass up in the air. He felt a cold tingling sensation in his asshole and a strange noise behind him. "Guy? What are you doing?"
"Relax"
"Guy...?"
"BEYBLADE BATTLE BRAWL!!!"