Dedicated to my sister Caroline, who's 22... err... yesterday.
Much groaned with longing, pleasure building in the pit if his stomach, eyes clouded with desire. Hands caressed as the moon and stars shone brightly in the night sky. With his mighty sword erect, he plunged it into the heart of the cock he desired above all others.
"For heavens sake Much, will you stop playing with that bird, I'm starving!" Exclaimed Robin, a bite of impatience in his voice.
"Well Master, you do know how much I love a bit of cock."
Gotcha! How many people thought that was going to be slash?