Gru x Vector (check out my sequel too owo)

The DMs

He waited for HOURS (what a loser), refreshing and refreshing the page while fantasizing about all that they could accomplish together, as one massive evil being. This could be revolutionary for LGBT villains in the area if it all worked out.

Virgin Vector was more than ready to eat ass and pass gas with who he was hoping to be the missing half to his nonexistent duo.

On his fifth diarrhea break, he heard his Vecbook go off. TWICE. He was so impatient that he ran out of the shitter before he could finish shitting in it. Oh well. The floor works too, I suppose. He sprints to his Vecbook with his undies and two sizes too tight semen stained trackpants around his ankles, and the dude's literally tripping in his own shit as fast as it can rapid fire out of his asshole.

He sees on his desktop another email from some Nigerian scammer trying to sell him something called "bobs and vagene". Maybe they're a couple up for slavery? We'll never know.

Second in his notifications is the one and only gracefullygru. Vector is already starting to orgasm as he reads the reply from his online soulmate.

"Did you read my post you little bitch?  And what ze hell did you call me? I will send you to ze moon if you pull this shit again!"

Vector begins tearing up with joy. He loves them best when they're mad. But now he had to think of a reply. 

"H-hey...sorry about that. My gay was acting up, you know how it is. Anyways, I just wanted to say that you're cute af and you can always hmu...also, didn't you say you were taking a break?"

Gracefullygru is typing...

"Aw thankz you, and to answer your question, I just couldn't help myself and imwickedtired and hormonal...you andme doin the macarena all ni"

Shit, Gru fell asleep. Vector figured that the only logical thing to do was spam the living hell out of gru's DMs.

"Hey sugapuuuumpkin

babe

bABE

BABE

btw I'm down for the macarena thing

answer me you dirty bitch

I have more in store for you"

gracefullygru is typing...

"I'm back sugarbaby"

HELL TO THE YEAH, LET'S GET THIS BREAD was Vec's first thought. He made it.

"Gimme that address Gruuuuu pleeeeeeasssseeee"

"No problem bby, cum over here at 69 knockskille way. I stole this house earlier today."

Luckily all several thousand members of the villain community were within a one hour flight radius, but Vec knew that he would fly any distance for this man.

He was scared but excited. Was he about to meet the tall, handsome, caucasian man he dreamed of? Or a short old man?

Shit, he didn't think this through, did he?

Oh well. If it can read, it can breed.

He pulled his pants up, hopped in the Vecopter, and flew off while squealing. He grabbed his phone and messaged his new mans, saying that he would be there in an hour. Vector didn't have access to a map so he used his erection as a compass, and luckily it guided him to his destination.

After his hour long orgasm, our young virgin approaches the doorstep of this innocent looking house.

He hesitantly rings the bell and the door busts open, faster than any nut that he's ever busted. The dude's so tall that all Vector sees is the massive dong layered in black jeans.

Then he looks up.

And HOLY SHIT the two screamed so loud, instantly feeling disgusted with themselves.