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Scissors spent most of the day planning for his prank on Paper, running around the house and asking for money. You know, for supplies. While Paper was occupied looking for when the next Inventor’s Fair was coming up. Or some shit. Scissors didn't pay attention too much, he just knew that it had something to do with Pencil, and Paper was going to be out of the house for a while.
This was the perfect time to strike!
"Rock, I think I have the greatest prank for Paper!" Scissors boasts with a proud look on his face.
"And what's that?" The gay stone asked with skepticism.
Scissors walks up to a bucket full of what seems to be pink ink on the inside and holds it. "This!”
"A bucket of ink?"
Scissors steps on the stepping stool, places the bucket over the cracked open door. "Well, yes. But, as soon as Paper walks through that door, he's gonna be covered in this shit." He giggles as he hops off the stool, and kicks it out the way, as he sits his fat ass down on the couch with Rock and waits for Paper to walk through it.
"Won't this upset him?" Rock asks with concern.
"That’s the idea. Plus, he'll be fine. The ink isn't permanent. It’ll fade… In a couple of hours.” Scissors answers. That's when he hears footsteps from the other side.
Scissors tells Rock to shut the fuck up, then starts kicking his legs like the gay lil shit he is. Paper opens the door. “I’m ho-” The bucket falls on him covering him in glittery ink, Scissors tries—But fails—To hold back his laugh whereas Paper was perplexed at what just happened and Rock just stands there, like an idiot.
Scissors bursts out laughing as Paper looks up at him with a “I’m going to kill you” expression.
"What… The FUCK?!!" Paper demands an answer.
"Relax! It’s just a prank, bro." Scissors answers.
Paper marches up to Scissors and pouts, “You know, one day these pranks are going to bite you.” Paper scolds.
“Pfft- Oh yeah? Like how?” Scissors eggs on, with a smirk bigger than his ass, while crossing his arms and legs.
“I don’t know yet. But it’ll happen!” Paper warns as he walked back to his room, but not before finishing off with, “There’s always consequences for your actions, YOU’LL SEE!!!”
Scissors leaned back on the couch and laughs at his joke as Rock looks at him in concern.
“Scissors, I think Paper has a point there.” The feminine Rock man said to Scissors.
“Oh, shut up. He’ll be fine, like I said, the ink will fade.” Scissors replied in a nonchalant tone.
“But does he know that?”
“It doesn’t matter!” He then gets off the couch and heads to his room. “Look, you’re already ruining my day. So why don’t you just go back to your modeling crap.”
“Okay, I will! Not because you told me to. But because I want to. AND IT’S NOT CRAP!!!”
Later on in the evening, Scissors walked out of his depression-room and found Paper in the kitchen, frosting cupcakes and discovered another opportunity for another prank. So he tip-toed up to the unsuspecting flat twink and surprised him by lightly grabbing his hips.
“Y’know, you don't have to frost these all by yourself.” Scissors points out.
“You’re offering to help?” Paper asked, suspicious, and irritated by his hot breath landing on his face.
“Yeah, baby~ Just leave it all to me~” Scissors replies.
After coaxing Paper to frost the cupcakes for him—And hoping he doesn’t dig too deep into the “baby” part—Scissors kicks him out the kitchen and does what he said he would do with a lil surprise for the end.
After 15 minutes or so, Scissors returns with a tray of chocolate cupcakes, frosted with vanilla frosting, sprinkles and each having a plump cherry on top.
“Oh, Paper~” Scissors calls out as he presents the cupcakes
“Oh! Y…You actually… Th…Thank you, Scissors.” Paper thanks, giving him a smile.
Scissors gives Paper a cupcake and Scissors jumps up and down in excitement, still holding the tray, and to Paper's surprise, when he bites into it, the fucking frosting was goddamn shaving cream. Paper quickly spits it out and stares at the cupcake and slowly looked back at Scissors with a look that told him that he fucked up big time and he’s gonna get it.
"That's it! I'm tired of this." Paper snaps, as he jumps off the couch.
"Ahah~ Come on, you gotta admit it. It was pretty funny, right?" Scissors asks, while in hysterics.
Paper puts his hands under the tray and slams it into Scissors’ face. The shaving cream cupcakes splattered all over the jackass’ face. And he immediately stopped laughing.
"No. No, it was not." He answered, throwing the cupcake that was still in his hand at him.
“Gah! What the hell?!” Scissors snaps, trying to wipe all the gunk off his long ass face.
“Oh, it’s nothing personal. It’s just that I'm so fucking tired of your goddamn pranks all the time!” Paper snaps back.
“They’re jokes! Or does your stupid ass still not know what jokes are?”
“Oh! Oh, I know what jokes are! I’ve been one plenty of times already! Like that prank war! Every time we were with Pencil…”
“To be fair, you have no chance with her.”
“And who can forget the whole fucking glitter bomb fiasco!”
“We apologized for that, like, more than 100 times already.”
“Oh! Oh, no no! It was Rock who kept apologizing. The only reason I keep bringing it up is because, I want an apology from you!”
“For what?!”
“I- I just told you why?! God- You’re more dense than me?!”
“Oh, fuck you!”
“No, fuck you! I fucking hate you!”
“I fucking hate you more!”
They stared at each other for like 5 seconds. And then Scissors tackles and pins him to the couch and presses his lips against his, in an aggressive yet hot kind of way. Paper was caught off-guard by this, but he quickly fought back with tongue. Every time he needed to breathe by pushing the blue twink off of him, Scissors stops him by pressing his lips again. Their faces were bright red, and their mouths were leaking saliva everywhere.
Then Paper puts his hands flat on the couch and thrusts his non-existent hips onto Scissors’, hoping to get him off, so he could win this weirdly hot fight they were having. Unfortunately for him, it gave the thicker twink the wrong idea.
Scissors finally stops this kissing and teases, “Ooooh~ Is this turning you on?~ You wanna fuck me already, Paper?~”
“That's what you gained from this?!” Paper asks, out of breath. “Nnn…”
Scissors sits on his lap and moves his wide hips and bubble-butt ass on where the other twink’s dick would be. To which it appears between his fat cheeks that were still covered by his jeans (although not for long). “Hey, you’re the one with the boner between my ass.” He then moves his dump truck of a rear back and forth. “Oh, you just love being in this position, don’t you?~”
“Fine!” Paper finally has enough, and pushes Scissors flat onto the couch. “You wanna play rough?” He quickly pulls Scissors’ pants and undies off. “We’ll play rough!”
He shoves his 6-inch peen into Scissors’ puckered hole. The blueberry-colored cheeks jiggle on impact. Due to their thickness Paper had a bit of a hard time trying to pound said hole. The blue twink felt it inside him, however, but he wanted to play stubborn.
“Ooooh…~ Heh… Hey, Paper, when are you gonna fuck me already?” He said, after letting out a soft moan.
“Grr…” Paper growls, and pounds harder.
Scissors’ moans and pants become more audible, but still acts stubbornly.
“Ooh…~ Paper, was there a bug on my ass? Or are you just not even trying?~”
“Shut! Up!” He pounds as hard and fast as he can.
Thankfully for him, it finally shuts the blue twink up. And is just moaning with glee. But between them, you can almost hear him beg for more.
“Ahh!~ Ahh!~ M-More!~ More!~” Scissors’ begs.
“Oh! You’re just so ungrateful, aren’t you?~” Paper scolds, then grabs his fat dick and starts to stroke it while continuing to pound him like there’s no next week.
His hand twists the blue smaller cock, his thumb rubbing the white tip. Which caused Scissors to finally climax. His cock shooting thick ropes of seed all over his leather jacket. And when he came, so did Paper. His own hot seed filling him up so nice, warm, and full. He pulls his now flaccid cock out and the gooey access cum lands on Scissors’ thick blueberry colored inner thighs and cheeks.
Paper sits back and Scissors is still lying down on the couch, both catching their breath after what just happened. When they did, Scissors opens his mouth once again. “Mmm…~ If this is one of those ‘consequences for my actions’ that you keep telling me… Then I should prank you more often~” He teased, turning to his side to spank himself, his blueberry ass jiggles 3 times on impact.
“Ugh… No, it’s not. And don’t flatter yourself. That was just a one-time thing.” Paper responds, getting off the couch. “And only a one-time thing.”
Scissors puts a shit-eating grin on his face. “Whatever you say, pal.” He then gets off the couch and turns to have his bare ass face him again. “You’ll miss me and my ass eventually.” He sways his hips, shaking his ass once again. Then bends down to pull up his pants. “I’m starting to miss you already~” He purred. His ass jiggles a bit when his jeans were on. He then gives Paper a final cheeky giggle before he goes to his room for the rest of the night. Leaving Paper to deal with the mess he created.
“Ugh! I fucking hate that guy!” He groaned, getting gloves, spray cleaner, and paper towels to clean up the shaving cream cupcakes as well as the extra “icing” that fell off Scissors.
And that’s when Rock came out to the living room. “What happened here?”
“I don’t wanna talk about it…” Paper replied, trying to focus on cleaning the mess.
“Okay… Well… Just so you know, that next time you and Scissors fuck, can you please keep it down? I’m trying to work on extra posing and I can’t focus with Scissors moaning in ecstasy.”
“Rock, I swear to Yahweh-“
So in short, after all of that. Scissors continued to cause more pranks on Paper, hoping to get “punished” from him. And Paper, may or may not, just want to give it to him again.