Cornus was sitting in his bedazzled thong in his room like he does every Wednesday, posing for his self made borderline cornography.
Suddenly, Kankri walked in, to get a face full of bedazzled tentabulge corn cock.
"Cornus. Cornography is triggering. Blah."
Cornus looks him dead in his dead eye. "Kankri. I am corny as hell."
Kankri sexily whispered into Cornus's ear of corn. "Well allow me to make sweat corn sweater love with you. But I'm totes celibate."
"Das fine bby."
Cornus then ripped off his fancy thong, I reveal a leaking ear of corn.
Kankri stated in awe. "You're making me feel corny."
"Well you're about to butt sex a corn star."
Kankri was then suddenly naked, repeatedly opening and closing his legs, whispering in a growl, "HomoSynthesis. HomoSynthesis."
Cornus then climbed on top of Kankri and jammed the dick corn into Kankri's nook.
"You make my corn pop Kankri!" he yelled.
"All of these jokes are so corny, oh but I love it!"
Soon Kankri began to suck upon Cornus's corn. "mmmmm so tasty. Nice and buttery."
Cronus smiled. "I know bby. It's my 'field' of talent."
"I know."
"I don't know if I love you or hate you, but you're the grain of my existence."
"I know."
"But. I just want to be the harvest person ever on your dick. I'm cereal about that."
"I know."
Kankri began to suck once more.
"This is A-maize-ing!" Cornus yelled.
Cornus continued to tell. "Oh shuck oh shuck!"
He then released the genetic material, covering the starch covers.
"Kankri?"
"Yes."
"I'm now out of stock in the jizz department."
"You make my cornkoro go doki doki."
And then they fricked. Again.