Before we get on to the story, please cut me some slack, since all my threads suck d**k. Also, you can add some ideas to the sexy fanfic between Mikuli and Doct--- Oh I'm just kidding... Or am I?
"My.. My... That was a great cup of blood.. Fresh and sweet.. But not overpowering.."
The man placed the goblet down, unknown to the presence of a woman riding on top of him, in insane ecstasy.. Who quickly collapsed on top of him from sexual exhaustion. The man finally took notice, and felt the fresh smell of woman syrup run down his leather pants. A swift gesture from his hand caused the lady to suddenly explode in a torrent of blood, which then ran down into the drains that were conveniently placed around the throne, as if prepared for such a situation to happen.
"Such a boring specimen, when will I be finally satisfied...?" He continued rambling to himself as he descended from the throne. The throne anticipated his movement, exploding into a primordial soup of blood, bones and indescribable matter.
A rapping noise rang around the chamber, someone had visited his abode... In a very, very long time he had not had many visitors, though all who did would die and turn into blood for him to build unto the foundations of his tower of blood. He was Mikuli, God of Blood and Father of all Aimpots. Mikuli definitely couldn't be a father though he had been called "Father of Aimpots", there was no Mother, nobody to call his love. He had been searching for centuries, yet he could not find one who could satisfy him, only using figures made of his own blood to satisfy his urges. The blood god lumbers towards the door, expecting it was just the wind that caused it all.
Lo and behold, instead of thin air, there was a young man. Such a difference in a meal peaked his curiosity. He had never met a male in his entire life, but except himself of course. A troubled expression was already on the young man's face, somehow.. Subconsciously he knew he would be broken in two, carved into a cahir and be snipped upon by the red team just standing outside the fortress for all eternity. Mikuli read his mind through that expression, and placed his fingers beneath the lad's chin.
"What is your name...? How'd you get here, I suppose?"
Young man said nothing but a shiver in reply.
"I won't hurt you, maybe if you would talk, I could give you the greatest of pleasures... Even if you were a man..."
"My.. My.. Name is Doctor! Well.. I'm down on money and I so-sorta needed a j-job.."
Well that never explained how he'd got here, but that was the least of Mikuli's worries. A feeling of lust ran over his veins, something was turning him on... Was he... Ga----
His intestines were acting up again, probably from contracting too many STDs from having women pleasure him, only to be blown up into blood and be absorbed... He had to flush it out quick and he had to be classy but Mikuli wouldn't be able to play this straight with such pain in his rectum..
"Can I come in now?"... "Yes.. Yes! Just come in.. God dammit!" The blood god ran to his throne and ripped the cushion seat open, ripping his leather pants into pieces and started shitting out bullets like there was no tomorrow. Doctor stared at the sight in surprise, how'd the f*ck there was a conveniently placed potty seat on the throne? Unless he was smoking salvia and this was all a dream.... But no! He had no money, and he needed work, if this was a dream, probably it would have been an inception! But he was awake all the while... Maybe.. He was in the matrix...
The two men pondered in their places, as if being baptized in sh*t and being enlightened respectively.
While Mikuli was excreting his bodily wastes, a lingering thought that he dismissed awhile ago came to his mind.
Toilet Paper.
With that realization, he looked around for something to wipe his buttocks, but only scraps of leather and blood could be found. Leather was too smooth, it would have caused the sh*t to squash against the leather and make it worse and blood would've made him look like his anus had been torn by such torrents of brown squash. He only had one choice left and that was Doctor.
"Doctor, you want work right? Well here you go okay?! My first request is that you clean my inner backdoor chambers of all this sh*t!"