Poptarts
I do not own Naruto
"OMG CHIYO, WHY DID YOU EAT MY LAST LIMITED EDITION HOT COCOA POPTART?!" Sasori screeched at his elderly lover. Chiyo was munching away happily on said poptart, oblivious to the angry young man approaching her. Suddenly, the half eaten pastry was ripped from her hands by Sasori. "I told you not to eat that, Grandma Dearest…" Sasori said seductively. Chiyo stared up at him, shocked. Tears were brewing in her puss filled eyes. Sasori gently stroked her wrinkly cheek, wiping away her tears.
"Now now, Grandma, don't cry… you know I don't like that." Sasori scolded Chiyo. "We'll just have to dry up those tears, won't we?" Sasori smirked. Chiyo grinned slightly as Sasori's skilled hand crept down towards her pepperoni nipples. She gasped, his hand was still wet from her tears. After a few minutes of pleasure, Sasori retired from his ministrations. Chiyo whined, wanting more. Sasori didn't give in, however.
"I think we have learned our lesson for today, ne Granny?" Sasori said, triumphantly. He was very pleased that he got his poptart back. Sasori turned around and went back to the kitchen, happily snacking on his poptart.
tHE end omg