Bowigi CrackFic
Alright, this is a fan fic @mayketz and I made. This is a Bowigi story (I don't ship Luigi and Bowser but this fan fic is too beautiful to pass down). This story might not be suitable for sensitive people but who cares. Bro If yall want to draw art for some of it reblog your pics! Alright, now that's over with, on with the story,
Sexy Confessions
“You may now, kiss the bride,” The preacher said.
They looked into each other’s glistening eyes. Luigi and Daisy felt bliss and peace while they leaned in.
“WAIT!”
Everyone turned to face where the noise had come from. Bowser and the Koopalings stood there, Bowser in a fancy white suit with a handsome matching tophat. Luigi and Daisy were confused, and before anyone could do anything, The Best Man pulled out a Tanooki Leaf powerup, ready to use it to protect his brother if he had to. Before he could use it, Luigi stopped him.
“Mario, hold on a second.”
“What do you want Bowser? You’re Rizzing me up days are over, I don’t love you anymore,” Luigi shouted with anger, fear hinting itself on his face.
“You’re coming with me!” Bowser shouted back.
Luigi felt a small scaly hand with sharp claws grab him from behind. Then the world went dark, and the last thing he saw was Bowser’s lips ushering him to sleep.
………………………………………………….
When he woke up, he was in a dimly lit room, he saw Bowser on a stage, with a piano. The first thing he felt the urge to say was,
“Why does this room have such shitty lighting?”
“Hey! It’s mood lighting!” Bowser protested back.
“I couldn't let myself see you get married to that bitch, I love you too much for that. My Koopalings need a good Queen.”
Luigi glared back at him, “If you really love me, prove it.”
Bowser then looked at his piano and started playing a serenading tune.
“This one is for my one and only true love
Luigi
Luigi, you're so cool
And with my balls, we're gonna rule
Luigi, understand
I'm gonna fuck you 'til the very end
Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi
Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi
I love you, oh
Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi
Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi
I love you, oh
Mario, Daisy, and a Donkey Kong too
A thousand troops of Bitches couldn't keep me from you
Luigi, at the end of the line
I'll make you mine, oh
Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi
Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, Luigi
I love you, oh
Luigi, Luigi, Luigi, LUIGI!!!!!!!!”
By the time Bowser was done, Luigi had happy tears rolling down his cheeks.
“I love you too Bowsie,” He chuckled out.
They slowly walked toward each other, they both knew what they were about to do with each other. They placed their arms around each other, Bowser’s on Luigi's shoulders and Luigi’s wrapped around Bowser’s waist. They swayed a bit before they slowly leaned into each other. Their soft and scaly lips pressed together, as they made love. They swayed this way and that, tongues touching each other, it was like they were trapped in a sexy dance that seemed it could never be broken. As they finally left each other’s face they looked into each other’s eyes and started dancing.
“I ache for the touch of your lips, dear
But much more for the touch of your whips, dear
You can raise welts
Like nobody else
As we dance to the Masochism Tango”
They swayed this way and that, singing to each other with passion.
“Let our love be a flame, not an ember
Say it's me that you want to dismember
Blacken my eye
Set fire to my tie
As we dance to the Masochism Tango
At your command
Before you here I stand
My heart is in my hand
(Yeechh!)
It's here that I must be
My heart entreats
Just hear those savage beats
And go put on your cleats
And come and trample me
Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany
That's why I'm in such exquisite agony
My soul is on fire
It's aflame with desire
Which is why I perspire when we tango
You caught my nose
In your left castanet, love
I can feel the pain yet, love
Every time I hear drums
And I envy the rose
That you held in your teeth, love
With the thorns underneath, love”
Sticking into your gums
Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches
The last time I needed twenty stitches
To sew up the gash
That you made with your lash
As we danced to the Masochism Tango
Bash in my brain
And make me scream with pain
Then kick me once again
And say we'll never part
I know too well
I'm underneath your spell
So, darling, if you smell
Something burning, it's my heart
'Scuse me!
Take your cigarette from its holder
And burn your initials in my shoulder
Fracture my spine
And swear that you're mine
As we dance to the Masochism Tango”
With that final line, they kissed once more.
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