"You're so weird. One day you friend-zone me and the next you say you love me."
"I still don't recall..."
"My first day of work, I went to your house. That's when I confessed."
He looks visibly shocked. "You meant it like that? I thought you were just saying you liked me as a friend."
"Why would I just say that randomly?"
"It made sense in the context."
"Fine. I'll do it again."
"Please do." He smiles.
I wrap my hands around his waist. "Tweek..."
"Mmm?"
My hands slide up his back to his neck. "I like you. Romantically."
"Me too."
His hair tickles my fingers as I hold the back of his head.
I close my eyes and finally kiss him.
After 4 years.
His lips aren't as soft as I had imagined but they feel nice.
"Mmm..."
He sounds happy... that means I can...
I pull his chin down with my thumb to open his mouth.
"I can finally taste you..."
"Eat up..."
That's it...
I use my tongue to explore his mouth. He gently keeps it open and meets my advances.
I was right. He tastes like coffee.
And beer, but mostly coffee.
I feel like I should say something.
"Yes..."
Fuck, that's all I could manage.
He pulls away and licks his lips. His cheeks are even more red. "Let's do it."
"What?"
"Let's fuck." He presses his body against me.
I sigh and push him away. "No."
"Oh." He looks disappointed.
"Sorry. You're way too drunk to be making that decision. We aren't dating, and not to mention we are on our friends couch. If you still feel this way when you sober up, then I'm all in."
"But I'm..."
"I know, Tweek. I felt it too. But I care about you. I won't do this, even if you beg me."
"Beg..?"
"Please don't try it I'm actually very weak to your pleas."
He giggles.
Oh fuck I missed his laugh.
"Okay, Craig. You're cute."
I should be saying that.
"Here..." he climbs back on my lap. "At least let me leave you with a gift."
"Hmm?"
"Just relax... and uh... sorry if this feels weird I've never actually done it."
He starts sucking on my neck.
It does feel weird but...
This is incredibly hot.
Almost irresistible.
I feel him sucking on my neck, the pressure comes in pulses.
I stare up at the ceiling as he works.
I could get used to this.
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Creek - Crush
FanficTweek x Craig Craig Tucker has been crushing on one of his friends for years now. He needs to tell him how he feels before it's too late. Unfortunately, every attempt he's made has gone wrong. Includes smut, language, mentions of s/h, obsessive beha...
