canceled

shortly, the stout man lay himrself on the large bed. the ruffled silken sheets were pre-sexified to his delight as he prapare for the dastardly deed which she would be doing tonigh. why does a troll have bed i donot know, but let us roll with this. he made a somewhat grumpy face which said to the worl "no, i am not a tsundere" but under his grump he smiled upon himself internatlly. his rough nubby hands rolled slowly down his chest, brushing seductively past each button on his vest. he woare it as a sign of his uptighness personality, but he had a spark of bad bo in his prickish soul. teasingedly he began to pluck each button apart, making the "pop" sound buttons make when you un-pop them. that is when the blue man came in the room he come moving aside the thin curtain of sexy veloure velvetyc loth that hung in the doorway. this man smirked at the man. it was the a smirk of hatred. but for him. so hot. upon seeing this man, hecloud, enter the chamber schorto propped himself up somwheat more provocatively, moving his hands down to begin doing the ritual unbotton on his khakis pants. "........." said hecoud, for he could not talk, but in his smirk which curled upon his lip he portatayed a hatered which he felt for scial with a dagger stare into the shorter man yees. He moved down upon the bed, straddling scialos hips, reaching down with long, lanky fingers to assist him with the undressing process. a steamy breath escaped his muted lips as he bore down on his black lovers body, closing in on his tender neck. soft kisses worked their way down the now shirtless torso of scialo, turning more agressvive into nips and then into crunches as his pearly fangs pierced grey flesh. scialo moaned in pleasure at this. what a bad boy. "take me... now, fool" he muttered, groaning between words as he felt his blood pressure rising, heart-thing pumping away frantically.  Heco laughed with silent. tugging the pants off, he worked his hands between the golden mans plump thighs. Up sprang desperately throbbing manhood, taut skin shimmering with a brassy hue. hecoud traced his sharp nails up and down the length of sci's happy stick, caallling for a sharp cry was sciola. now hecoud had no intention of giving the man, that man who defiled his sacred artwork, what he really wanted. With an evil glint in his sunkist eyes he ripped off his own trousers, only to reveal his own massive isosceles cock raging with upperclass passion. scialo felt betreeay but he know wahat was coming. coming heh. doble enternder. the scalene head of hecouds corpulent dongle pierced the ripe anus, which refused entry with tight refusal. scio screem at him "you, bastard >:(' but hecould proceded thrushing the length of his mighty manwich inward, plundering the golden depthts. god damnitt i can od this. they both come dragon cum .. the ened