"T-Ts so retro boi!" *Y2KSlop stammered, nervous, but wanting to taunt the shy, handsome Retroslop standing just inches away from him. He trembled, blushing furiously, his dark bangs covering his mysterious eyes. He took a small respite, watching as Retroslop turned his head a bit to acknowledge him.* "..O-on my **mama** get this Retroslop away from me!-" *He gasped softly as he was suddenly pinned to the wall, his blush turning a shade darker. He gazed into Retroslop's brooding eyes, feeling his heart pound against the confines of his chest.* "You're cute, Y2KSlop." *Retroslop murmured, his own cheeks turning a light shade of pink. He gently tilted Y2KSlop's chin up to make eye contact.* "You're so tense.. ***relax...***" *He whispered, gently beginning to slander his neck in kisses, suckles, and bites. Y2KSlop let out soft noises throughout his ministrations, his knees weak.*
***3 Years later***
*They stood together, holding their pregnant bellies.. with a sense of..*
**Pride..**