THE SINNERCEST FANFICTION
Sinner1 walked into a quaint little coffee shop, combat boots scuffing softly against the tile floor. The aroma of coffee and various pastries wafted around the small building. His brown orbs slowly scanning the shop as the smells hit his nose, the light smell of rain clinging to his clothing. He'd walked through the rainy weather to just get here which had somewhat soured his mood. He ran a hand through his hair as he made his way to the till to order a nice hot coffee. He grew a bit more agitated when it took the woman ages to walk over and take his order but, he felt much more relaxed once the fresh coffee was in his hand. Making his way over to a small empty table, he sat himself down to enjoy his coffee and the free WIFI.
His attention was pulled away for a brief moment at the sound of something shattering and some yelling. He paid no mind to this and continued on with what he was doing, spamming everyone he knew with shit posts, the little shit poster he was. His eyes quickly landed on a hand that had taken up refuge on his shoulder, causing him to let out a growl. "Get your hand the fuck off me or I'll tear you in half." His voice seethed as he spoke through clenched teeth. The voice that followed not but mere seconds later caused him to jump. "Look, it isn't my fucking fault that the shit heads working here can't do their fucking jo-" The voice cut off before they could finish speaking, this causing Sinner1 to look over to the person who'd still yet to remove their hand from his shoulder.
His eyes widened as his heart pounded, resounding in his ears. Two sensations overtook him as his orbs made contact with identical ones. One feeling he wished he hadn't felt and the other was pure confusion. The two of them stood there as they were frozen in place. "You're me." Sinner1 spoke softly, his voice almost completely vanishing on him. He couldn't focus enough to be mad at himself since, he was literally staring HIMSELF in the face. How the hell was this even possible? They sat there like that for god knows how long before Sinner2's face slowly started moving closer to Sinner1's, Their eyes still locked. Sinner2's lips locked with Sinner1's, both unsure of what was happening. What was causing them to do this? Something in the back of Sinner1's head softly spoke. "The author, that's who it is," Sinner1 was far too preoccupied to hear said voice. Finally finding the ability to move he pushed Sinner2 off him, looking confused and frustrated.
"What in the actual fuck were you thinking?!" He snapped, glaring harshly at the other him. Without thinking now, his fist connected to the other's face, causing him to reel back. Anger flashed across Sinner2's eyes before he lunged at Sinner1, pinning him to the table. Something inside Sinner2 was causing him to act so feral like he was. A growl ripping out from his throat and he quickly began nipping at Sinner1's soft tender flesh. The latter was frozen in place as he couldn't muster the strength to move for some unknown reason. "Wanna hit it from the back." Sinner2 said, a serious expression on his face as he slid sinner1s clothes off. "Fuck me." Said sinner. that was when the whole café looked at them in shock, not able to rip their gazes away. Sinner2 fuked sinner1 on that little table top rip up his ass, magically gaining the stretchy powers so he culd succ sinner1s dik with extreme right off new York streets hooker skills. Everyone cheered them on as they began to sing deepthroat cupcake, cheering the boys name in between the lyrics. In one split second the world was esploded, no one servived becus sinner1 should not have made contact wit his alternate self. paradoxes n shit yknow. So they fucced away the universe. The end.
Shit fic by a little moronic trash bag, accompanied by friends.