South Park x Reader One Shots

Our Queen pt.2 (Style x Reader)

The two of them are entranced by you almost drooling as you drop your robe standing in all your glory.

You can see them both begin to get hard through their pants.

Your handmaids were right, this paint really is magical.

Stan drops to his knees kneeling before you like only a dedicated soldier would.

"My queen, please, this was my doing. Kyle, he cares for you more than anyone. Please forgive me. Don't leave."

"Leave?" You smile helping him up, "Why would I want to leave?"

You walk between the two of them and grab their growing erections. Both were hard for you and their face revealed it all.

"I'm in a room with two boys that want me and each other? I want to stay forever."

Kyle sighed in your ear, "I want you here forever."

Stan lowered his head trying not to intrude "I should leave, this is your coronation night, I don't belong here."

You could see a brief flicker of sadness in Kyle's eyes. He didn't want Stan to go but was too afraid to speak up, out of concern of what you might think.

You stop Stan before he can leave.

"Stan, I think your king and queen want you here tonight."

Both men are completely taken by surprise and it takes them a minute to register what they'd just heard.

"I can share if you can," You breathe to Kyle.

He shivers, "Anything for you."

Kyle begins to kiss the length of your neck as Stan falls to his knees again and kisses the inside of your thighs.

Kyle picks you up bridal style and throws you onto the massive bed. It could fit a hundred Kyles and Stans on it.

Kyle

Kyle saw that Stan was exhibiting all the signs that pointed to him being infatuated with her. He didn't mind it. What he did mind was him near her pussy, he wanted that piece of her all to himself.

They both had the same idea and headed straight between her thighs, their tongues overlapping dying to taste her.

Y/N pulled on Kyle's curly red hair bringing him upwards and leaving Stan in place. Kyle crawled across the bed to her.

"Y/N, I need you to know that you are first and foremost my queen. I don't want you to think that you have to do anything you don't want-"

She moaned as Stan hit a particularly sensitive spot.

The sound sent butterflies through his stomach.

Y/N grabbed his dick and began to rub it. Kyle's eyes fluttered.

She cried out for Stan again. He didn't want her pleasure to be associated solely with him.

He straddled her blocking her view of Stan's bobbing head and she stroked him faster making sure to rub her thumb across his sensitive tip sending electricity down his spine.

Stan's moans were muffled but Kyle's were nice and loud.

He loved that she was only looking into his eyes. Even though he promised to share, he wanted to be prioritized a little more.

And he deserved it. He was her king after all.

Kyle was already close and she knew it, he thrust into her hand quickly. He didn't need to announce it she could tell by his face and increasing whimpers that he was about to cum.