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"i dunno, i just think it's kinda hot," Craig confessed, answering Token's previous question about sadism. Craig didn't know how this conversation even started, but as the 3/5 of them talked his eyes were glued to Clyde's thighs. they were nice because of Clyde's previous weights he had amazingly soft and plump thighs.

"i dunno.. i have a pretty low pain tolerance, so it's probably not for me, but i've never tried it before so i can't expect have an opinion on it," Token had asked Clyde the same question and Clyde gave a pretty mature answer.

"i'd like to carve my initials into someone's thighs.. maybe the inside of them," Craig was staring at Clyde's thighs as he let the confession slip from his mouth.

"that actually sounds fun," Token said back, not looking up from the text book he was reading.

Tweek and Jimmy were in their own little world of stuttering flirting attempts and smiles, it was cute in all honesty, Craig wished he and Clyde could he like that sometime.

"no it sounds bloody, and i don't like blood," Clyde shivered from the thought of blood.

'maybe not now, but you will soon, Princess. trust me.'

"hey Clyde, do you wanna come over after school?" Craig had tried slipping it in as casually as possible.

"oh- uh- yeah! sure! i'd love too!" that fucking smile is what Craig saw in his dreams sometimes.

it was now 2:58 in the afternoon and the two boys were walking to the elder's house. a conversation about the earlier topic sprung up for a few minutes before Craig had changed the topic.

the two walked into Craig's house, him being grateful for his parents having such weird tendencies that had them always being out of the house when he got home. Craig lead them upstairs to his room, he turned on the LED's to a red and they both sat down on the bed.

"your room gets more comfortable every time i come over!" Clyde had settled on one of Craig's pillow mountains with his shoes and jacket off, leaving him in some tight ripped blue jeans, socks, and a pretty loose white tee. Craig had guessed it's from before he lost a lot of weight.

Craig loved Clyde's weight and always had, he never thought that Clyde was anywhere near Cartman or needed a change. but, Clyde did, so Clyde worked on his weight and got it down to where he was comfortable. Clyde was still a bit chubby, but Craig found it adorable anyway.

"thanks.. Clyde, i wanna do something," Craig paused for a sec and looked up at the brunette. Clyde looked like he was listening and a hum left his throat, so he continued, "i wanna put my initials on you,"

as soon as Craig finished he looked up and saw a bright red Clyde. Clyde's face was flushed and he was looking up at Craig.

"h-how do you wanna put them on me..?"

"i want to carve them into you?"

Clyde's face grew redder and he bit his lip slightly, "but we're not even together,"

"we can be though, i want to be." Craig's hand settled on Clyde's knee as he let the sentence flow from his lips.

"r-really? that would be nice.. i've liked you for while y'know.." Clyde bit his lip again and Craig felt a smile fall on his face.