-Smut warning-
He slides down. His mouth is agape and a bit of drool travels down his neck.
I smile and hold his chin. "Did that feel good, Tweek?"
He slowly nods.
"Good. But we aren't done... it's my turn now. Can I go all the way with you?"
"God, yes please I..."
He's shy, even now.
I'll make him feel the most pleasure he's ever felt.
I grab his hand and walk him to the bed. He lays on his back and waits for me in a very sexy, spread open position.
"Good... just like that."
I reach under my bed and get a condom. He watches very closely as I put it on.
"Yours looks so pretty..."
"Oh?" I smile. "Want a closer look?"
"Yes..."
He crawls over and plays with me. He squeezes, strokes, and grips my length.
"Woah..." he whispers.
He's acting like he's never seen one of these before. He literally has one.
As I watch him, I finally notice.
I've never seen his arms before. At least, not in the past couple years.
Even at the pool he kept them covered.
Now I know why...
I gently lift his arm.
"Oh... sorry, Craig... I usually keep them hidden... did I gross you out?"
"You took Tolkiens knife didn't you?"
"..."
I lean down and kiss the scars on his arm.
"You're still perfect. Don't look at me like you've messed up."
"Really? You aren't disturbed?"
"No. You are you. Scars don't change that. I love you."
Tears well up in his eyes.
"I- I'm sorry..."
"It's okay."
I lay him on his back. My hand flows gently up his arm and to his hand. Our fingers interlock.
"I'm so in love with you. It's been 4 years and I still feel the same."
"Craig..."
"Can I put it in?"
"Yes..."
The mood has changed. Everything feels sincere. This is real. I'm not just fucking him anymore. I'm making love.
"Nngh-" he groans as I begin to push into him.
"It's okay. No one's home. If it hurts, then let your voice out."
"Ah- MMM!!"
"Almost..."
"Fuck.... Oh god- ow-" he closes his eyes tightly.
"Almost... there..."
My hips gently meet his. I'm in.
It feels perfect.
"Tweek? Are you okay?"
He nods again. He's breathing heavily but I think the pain stopped.
The hand I'm not holding reaches up and touches my face. I lean down and kiss him deeply as I slowly move my hips.
Every time I push back in Tweek squeaks.
Our tongues intertwine. Our breathing matches. Our hands hold each other.
Pure, unaltered love.
We continue like this for 30 minutes or so. Periodically gazing into one another's eyes.
I've never seen him look so sincere, so vulnerable.
We've given ourselves to each other.
I don't regret a single moment.
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Creek - Crush
FanfictionTweek 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...
