EdWarD PiKEmaN x ThOMaS ThE DaNK Engine (editing and trying to finish)

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Thomas was scared, he said something only a whore would say. Thomas was a train, not a goddamned whore. Although, even though he only just met the man, his urges must be pleased.

Thomas stared into the eyes of his lover. Black shiny eyes to yellow piercing eyes. The longer Thomas stared, the more he realised Edward wasn't angry, he looked helpless and confused.
"Pikeman, sir?" Thomas spoke softly to him. He didn't reply though, just looked at him. Thomas sighed. "It's okay, I will just go." Which was a stupid thing to say he realised after he had no driver or fireman, nor was there tracks on the ground, but Edward still tried to stop him.
"No! Wait! It's not you! It's just-" he paused, not sure how to put his sentence. "How exactly do trains-well, you know- fuck."
They both became silent in thought.
"I.. actually have no idea."
"That's okay, we will work it out over a game of Monopoly (not sponsored)."

Uh, oh! How will Thomas and Pikeman's sex life turn out? Will they ever be able pleasure each other? We'll find out soon in the up coming chapters...