Zach/Tinkie Winkie

~*~*A forbidden love*~*~

This was it. This was the day Zach gave it up to the purple television-stomached man of his dreams. Would it hurt? How would this change things? Zach's mind raced with questions.

"Elloooooo~" chimed Tinkie Winkie, hungry eyes locking with Zach's. Zach swallowed.

"I'm... I'm finally ready, Tinks." He breathed, wrapping his arms around the teletubby's neck. Tinkie Winkies arms wrapped around him in turn, pulling him closer. "Take me," was all that he needed to say before their lips met.

Everything got faster, and heavier. The room was spinning, Zach's legs buckled. He couldn't take the temptation anymore. With a shakey hand, he reached for Tinkie Winkie's back zipper.

A strong hand halted his advances, and Zach gulped, fearing he had made the wrong move.

"You knew..?" Tinkie Winkie breathed. "You knew it was just a costume...all along.."

"Dude I'm not fucking stupid," Zach deadpanned. "I mean, if that was really your skin, where is your dick? Duh, dude. Duh."

"The illusion is gone. The romance is over." Tinkie Winkie replied curtly, with a brisk shove, sending a confused and hurt Zach to the floor. "It's done. This is bye-bye, naughty nunu."

Zach burst from the room, tears in his eyes. His heart was broken, his love was lost. With that, he went home and did what any brokenhearted man would do: send unsolicited dick picks to Thomas the Train Engine on Grindr while crying to Adele.

THE END