chapter 21 - these walls are thin

648 9 41
                                    

// SWEARING AND CRUDE LANGUAGE WARNING// LEMON/SLIGHT SMUT//

you know, i really expected to disturbed and awakened shivering on top of Stan's sheets. but to my surprise, the atmosphere was strangely warm. despite the freezing temperatures outside, my body felt like it was indulged in a cozy and heated blanket. my eyes sleepily opened my eyes and stared into the darkness of the ceiling, the corner of my eye noticing the street light peaking from Stan's window.

slightly tilting my face towards the outside world, i could tell it was around midnight. there was no noise coming from the other rooms; i knew since Stan's walls are very thin and i can sometimes hear his parents downstairs vaguely bickering about him or his grades. as my vision adjusted to the setting, i could faintly hear small whimpers and groans next to me. the weakness of my body ever so slightly turned to the source of the sound and i was faced with his face.

Stan's face was still, sleeping deeply. his arms were wrapped around my waist and his legs were gently sandwiched in between mine. he looked tired, exhausted even. he was clingy, but i liked it. not in a weird way, in a cute way. as i tiredly stretched my back as i sat up, i thought about me and Stan. although i sorta overwhelming despised physical contact, Stan has is one of the very few people i don't mind physically connecting with. whether it was us holding hands coming from school back in elementary school or having cool secret handshakes we'd show off to the other kids in our class in middle school, or even us cuddling and playing with each others hair at sleepovers, it overjoyed me feeling his touch.

my eyelids began to drape again, ready to throw my head back onto the pillow and fall into a deep slumber but my mind was hesitant to give in. i was faintly hungry and dying for a drop of water. my mouth was dry as a desert and it was constantly bothered me; like a deafening pesky fly soaring through a silent room.

as i attempted to get out of Stan's bed, i was met with immediate groans and faint sleep talking. my head like a swivel, swiftly turned as i tucked my hair behind my ear to get a better view at the scene. it was as if our touch were glued together; almost refusing to let go out me by the arm. his hands wrapped around my forearm with strength and desperation. his eyes were almost pleading for me to stay; it was almost haunting to say the least. my weak body froze surprised and in search for a solution. he cried.

"come back.. where are you going..?"

by the tone of his voice and the way he delivered his words made me realise that he was drinking again. before i got to respond, Stan groaned in discomfort; throwing his head back far whilst pinching the bridge of his nose.

"headache..?"

i asked in a hurry and with concern in my voice. he slowly nodded his head, continuing to roll his head to numb the aching.

"i'll be right back. i promise. i-, just give me a minute, ill get some pills for you-.."

i insisted as i tried once more to get up from Stan's bed, but once again he pulled me back. his strong tug made me twist and fall onto Stan's chest. my heart raced being so close to his face. my full body was on top of his as if we were intertwined together. the thought sent my body into a frenzy-like sensation and all i could do was sit there bright red and embarrassed.

"dude..."
"shut up... i was trying to help with your headache. plus, you shouldn't be drinking again. we've talked about this a million times!"
"it helps.."
"is it helping now?"
"no but-"
"alright, then i'm gonna go get you some aspirin or something. ugh.. i'm thirsty as fuck too, i-"

Stan's motion was quick and slick as he brought my lips towards his and we kissed passionately. his hands slithered down my spine like how he did in the bathroom stall that day; making his way through to my waist and everything below it.

"i think this might help quench your thirst.."

Stan whispered carefully before continuing to pull me into his grasp. startledly quick, i squirmed in ecstasy and my backbone arched back as he slipped his soft yet rough hands down into my pants, then my boxers, all the way until he reached my bare skin. he smiled calmly at my lips as he persisted in rubbing his touch smoothly all over my skin. my breath became heavy once his grip found my ass. holy shit.

"Stan.. what are you, i-"

my voice cracked as i gasped in pleasure and disbelief. Stan's middle finger had been inserted into me and all i could do was freeze up and cover my mouth from releasing any sound. if i were to get up from my awkward position now, not only would i be going deeper but i would risk in waking up his Stan's parents. these walls are thin; making a pinch of noise might disturb their sleep.

i eyed at Stan alarmingly but he seemed to be unfazed  by the situation. his fingers patiently curved in deeper into me and i jolted in discomfort. this was such foreign experience for me, i don't know what to expect or how to react. flushed red, he leaned into my ear.

"may i go futher...? we don't have to if you don't wanna..."

his intonation was unstable and thin. Stan's ocean blue eyes were heavy-lidded yet amazingly dreamy, it was hard to resist.

"yeah, but Stan you have promise to go gentle on me..?"
"of course... i wouldn't want to hurt you in anyway..."
"and quiet. we have to be quiet."

Stan smirked cheekily and shrugged his shoulders half assingly. he grabbed his hand that was stuck to my hips and delicately gripped the right side of my face.

"Kyle, i don't think i can guarantee it, but let's give it a shot, yeah?"

A/N - this was sorta rushed again sigh... but i'm actually super glad i got to write this chapter! i've also changed up the way i've written dialogue. i thought i'd try a different way of writing since i thought it would help visualise my writing. if u guys don't like it i'm happy to change it back so lmk. it was kinda fun. hope you enjoyed it and of course, excuse my poor grammar or spelling if there is any. thank you for being so patient i love you guys so much 💚💙💚💙

//END OF CHAPTER 21// WORDS 1036//

show me you love me // STYLE SOUTH PARK FANFICWhere stories live. Discover now