𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 | rodrick

ch. 5

first time
smut

many many minutes ago, rodrick and cynthia left greg alone in his room. he took his shoes off and left them there so make it seem like he was still waiting as they went to the bathroom.

"huh?" they heard from outside of the room.

they sat in the empty bathtub together, waiting for his brother. quick footsteps ran into the bathroom, the baby on the toilet sounding confused at them.

"move manny! im dying.." gregs voice cracked as he unzipped his pants and finally went.

rodrick winked at cynthia and stood up, ripping the curtain to the side.

"got ya!" he screamed and jumped from the tub.

(the whole piss thing is fucking disgusting i cant) greg screamed and turned to his brother, piss spraying onto rodrick. cynthia gasped in horror and disgust and backed as far away as possible.

"greg did you throw manny off his- what is going on?" susan walked in, cynthia ducking to avoid her.

"greg started it! i just came in here to shower." rodrick told his mother, sounding like he was telling the truth although he was definitely not.

greg gasped and quickly turned to susan.

"hes lying! he was gonna kill me because i went in his room!"

cynthia covered her mouth as she tried not to make a sound.

"so you peed on him?"

"yes! i mean no.. i mean-" he turned to rodrick and finished for him.

"yes." the older boy said, pure disgust all over his face.

susan gave greg cleaning supplies to clean up the floor while she looked after manny. cynthia climbed out of the bathtub and ran away from rodrick and his brother. she ran up to his room and sat on the bed while he ran up to grab a towel and clothes.

"cyn come here..." he opened his arms, his wet clothes still on.

"no! im not touching you until you take a shower and get changed." she slid under his blankets and covered everything up to her chin.

he groaned and got what he needed, going to the bathroom in his room and showering. susan knew she was coming over for dinner so she acted like she had just gotten there when he was done.

"come on, i want to see him clean." rodrick grabbed her hand and she smiled.

his dark hair fell over his face from still being wet, his shirt ever so slightly see through from water.

"yes yes but one thing before that." she stopped him and he let go.

she grabbed his shirt so her fingers curled under, touching his warm chest as she pulled him down. she kissed him and let go of his shirt, her fingers running against his jawline and down to his neck.

"ok ok... stop." he pulled away, knowing where it would go if he didnt.

they ran downstairs and to the bathroom, susan turning to see cynthia and waving.

"good afternoon mrs. heffley." she smiled and susan looked back at her son who was on the bathroom floor.

they peaked into the bathroom to see greg in yellow rubber gloves, scrubbing the floor. rodrick smiled and stuck a thumbs up, greg sighing and looking at him sadly.

"good afternoon greg!" cynthia said in a sing songy voice.

he looked back at the tiled floor while susan glared at rodrick and his smile disappeared. greg looked back up at them and his brother winked before dragging cynthia upstairs again.