IGOR X BAUDELAIRE FANFIC
Fade in. We see Igor sitting on his couch at dusk, watching the news. He's waiting for someone. Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. Igor excitedly runs to the door and flings it open.
IGOR: Oh, Baudsey? I was expecting the pizza guy, not you! How've you been?
BAUDELAIRE: I've been doing amazing, thanks! How about you?
IGOR: I've been great as well! Come on in, it's getting dark out.
They both walk further into the apartment.
IGOR: Make yourself comfortable! Can I get you anything?
BAUDELAIRE: I'm fine, but I wanted to ask you something...
IGOR: Of course, what is it?
BAUDELAIRE: I see you were watching the news... you saw what happened to my apartment complex, didn't you?
IGOR: Yeah... I'm so sorry that happened. Who microwaves a fork without expecting it to both explode the microwave and light the whole building on fire?
BAUDELAIRE: I know, right? It's common sense... but anyway, I know this is a big ask but... can I possibly stay here for a bit? I understand if not, but it would mean a lot to me.
IGOR: OF COURSE YOU CAN! We've known each other for years and I don't know how to repay you for that one time when you had to save me after-
BAUDELAIRE: Thought we agreed to never talk about that again... but either way this means so much to me. Are you sure I can stay, Igor?
IGOR: I'm certain, Baudsey. However, there is one issue... I'd tell you to sleep on the couch but I've had to sleep on the couch for the past few days since there was a... spider mishap in my room. I won't go into detail, but it's unusable. Either you could sleep on the floor... or on the couch with me if you'd like.
BAUDELAIRE: I'm totally fine with the floor, thank you.
Fast forward to the dead of night, around 3:30 AM. Baudelaire wakes up, disoriented. He looks for his phone and, in the darkness, accidentally touches Igor's crotch, waking him up too.
IGOR, slightly blushing: Huh... wha- Baudsey, what are you doing up? And why did you just...
BAUDELAIRE, surprised: OH UHH- I was just looking for my phone, sorry for waking you up on accident.
Baudelaire finds his phone a moment later with Igor's help. After he turns it on, Igor sees Baudelaire's wood rock-solid, concealed by his shorts.
IGOR: ...hey Baudsey... I never knew you were that big...
BAUDELAIRE: Uhh... what do you m- oh. OH. *starts blushing intensely*
IGOR, embarrassed: Wait- uhh... I DIDN'T MEAN LIKE THAT! I JUST MEANT LIKE-
BAUDELAIRE, smirking: Well... do you like what you see?
IGOR: ...maybe...
Baudelaire stands up and takes his shorts and boxers off. Igor is genuinely flabbergasted at the sheer size of it.
IGOR: Holy shit Baudsey... that's massive...
BAUDELAIRE: You want some of this?
IGOR: ...again, maybe...
BAUDELAIRE: Then turn around.
IGOR, shocked at Baudelaire's request: O-okay...
Baudelaire removes Igor's clothes and sticks it in. As he starts pounding Igor's asshole, Igor begins to moan.
IGOR: Mmm~ go faster Baudsey~
Around 4 hours of fucking and sucking later...
BAUDELAIRE: *blows a massive load in Igor, effectively bleaching his asshole, and he begins to pull out*
Suddenly, another knock at the door. Though they both can barely move, Igor is less capable since Baudelaire's dong is gargantuan, so Baudelaire gets the door instead.
WOLF, in a Pizza Hut uniform: Oh, hey Baudelaire. One pepperoni, sausage, and mushroom pizza for the f*g in the wig?
BAUDELAIRE: Sorry, he's a bit... occupied right now. I can take it though.
Baudelaire pays for the pizza and brings it back inside. After a while, Igor gains the strength to sit back up on the couch, and they enjoy the pizza together.
THE END.
This took me around half an hour to make. All feedback and criticism is appreciated. Depending on how the r/Tylerthecreatoryaoi community perceives this, I may or may not make more fanfics. Thank you for reading!
-creatorthefinn