show me you love me // STYLE SOUTH PARK FANFIC

chapter 22 - just loosening you up

// SWEARING AND CRUDE LANGUAGE WARNING//SMUT WARNING//

anytime one of us moved even a quarter of an inch, a sensation of guilt would run ice-cold throughout my blood. Stan's hands caressed my skin with passion and all i could manage was to lean and rest my head to Stan's shoulder and keep my mouth shut (even though a slight whisper might surprise him wide awake due to how close i was to his ear).

i would have to grit and ground my teeth together or intensely bite my lower lip as if it were a tough piece of meat every single time he'd go further into me. it's only a finger... or two..? why is it so..!- sigh... having to quiver silently, i can't even stand to imagine looking Stan in the eyes... his soft blue eyes. what have i gotten myself into? fuck, why'd i even agree?! why'd i agree to this..? are we just so horny we might aswell fuck like rabbits till the morning light? or was it the bittersweet moment that made me all soft and give in to his trap with sympathy? or was it-

"ah~ h-holy shit..~"

my words trailed off as Stan kept going deeper and deeper. and faster aswell. before it was slower and evenly paced. now, his fingers moved in a thrusting motion; curving his fingers deep into me, i almost couldn't keep it in. trembling in surprise, attempting to steady my breathing, it became hard for me (mentally and physically)...

"Stan... holy fuck.."
"it'll only hurt more if we just go in head first... the only way to properly enjoy this, is if we prepare..."

like preparation was Stan's forte... it was a surprise to hear him even use the word 'preparation' in a time like this. his tone was calm aswell. too calm. he made little to no noise and on the occasion of which he did, he'd only mutter small grunts or a quiet grasp for air but that's it. is it the alcohol that's causing his sudden hushed behaviour? fuck knows what he's thinking right now.

"Stan, we seriously..-"

my body started to really react to Stan's motions. i could feel myself getting hard whilst he continued to finger my tight asshole. i gripped the pillow hard and my back twitchingly arched ever so slightly. i could feel my breathing become thick and unsteady.

"just loosening you up.."

he whispered seductively as his expression smiled at me softly. i could feel the slight sudden movement of his body grinding against my still figure. like a tomato, my faces flushes crimson red as i attempted to not peep a moan. his long fingers slid in and out of me quickly and with force. Stan's other hand transversed the rest of my chest and waist; his smooth touch massaging my hips almost guiding me to his body or teasing me by playing with my nipples. his head directed to my neck and he sucked and pecked at it until it was red and sore. fuck this feeling amazing.

"oh my g-god!-"

Stan's fingers had curled inside of me and had hit a sensitive spot that sent a sensation throughout my body, shooting a load of cum onto Stan's chest. my head lifted from the pillow i shoved my face into and gazed at Stan. i lunged forward with swift to kiss him on his lips. both of us were intertwined.

Stan took his fingers out of my ass and clumsily struggled (yet managed) to pull down his pyjama pants to his knees and he pulled out his member which stood up right up and hard. i carefully eyed at his dick from behind and over my shoulder; i stood on my shaky knees, Stan's lower waist and in between my legs. my pants and briefs were halfway on my thighs and my cock was dripping of precum. his hands were gently stable on the side of my thighs; his fingers glazing over my skin in a circular flow. i bit my bottom lip nervously whilst my hands rested on Stan's chest; i was still mentally preparing myself for this moment.

"are you okay..?"
"uhm... yeah. i've just never really done this before.."
"we'll just take it slow then..."

my instincts were screaming at me that what he said was most likely not true. Stan painted a faint distraught look on his face. his blank eyes studied my body language and my quiet awkward laughing didn't seem to help one bit. the giggling turned into mumbling, and the mumbling turned into complete and utter silence; only Stan's sudden heavy breathing was there to fill the void of thick tension. his steel blue eyes glimpsing at me shot a wave of shivers down my rigid spine. i took a deep breath and slowly but surely inserted his erect cock into my rectum. both pleasure and pain come from it and i slipped out a thin jolt of surprise into the atmosphere. i whimpered quietly as Stan continued to scan my body with sleep deprived eyes, only with more of a smirk on his face.

"i'll help move your body.."

my embarrassment escalated through the roof as his cold fragile fingers slowly began to slip away from my legs and up towards my trembling hips. he began to guide me further and deeper into sensation and pleasure. fuck, i was so horny, i could feel my cock throbbing just at the thought of Stan... struggling to grasp a breath of air followed us both as Stan persisted to move my ass until my hole had almost swallowed his erect member.

i brushed my red locks with my hair; panting and peeking at Stan, whose blank expression had faded into an anxious and horny version of himself. his cheeks were on fire and his bottom lips were hidden by his teeth nervously biting down. his panting was more precise and calculated.

"holy fuck Kyle... you're so beautiful, you know that right..?"

i remained quiet with a blank but flustered face on display. he gently chuckled under his breath as if he understood the reasoning why i stayed silent. i must've gone red. he began to move my hips in a vertical thrusting motion. lifting my slowly and thrusting my back down on him. my hand cupped my mouth as i tried to hold in any noise but slips of moans and panting would leak from mouth. then Stan started to pick up the pace. he shoved me up and down, from the base to the tip, he thrusted me deeper and deeper into sweet ecstasy.

"fuck Stan..~ i- mhm.."

i bit my lips with unsteady wheezes for air. i aided and motioned my body to move within the rhythm. each thrust ending in a whimper or plead for more. Stan suddenly sat more upright and kissed my nipples and the whole of my chest. he pulled on my soft nips by using his tongue to twist and tease them. he made his way althroughout my chest before reaching back to my neck to peck at it more or to lick the red hickeys from before. it was such a turn-on, i couldn't help but had to bite my hand whilst being cupped against my mouth just to lessen the constant moans.

"Kyle, i think i'm gonna-"
"oh!~ f-fuck.. i think i'm the... same~"

i wrapped my arms around Stan; one hand around his nape and one grasping his thick jet black hair. Stan thrusted hard and with force, shoving me deep. we both reached our climax and Stan came, filling my ass with his gooey seed. i came once again, on Stan's chest; covered in my cum. i weakly lifted myself from Stan's dick and glimpsed behind my shoulder again. it revealed his member covered in cum and my asshole throbbing and dripping from such an amazing sensation.

"oh my fucking god... that was..."

i murmured and fixed my vision back to Stan, who had been licking my seed off his chest and feeding it into his mouth. i bent my knees down and leaned forward to make out with Stan one more time, before we escalated to the second round...

A/N - first time writing smut. i think i did alright. i hope this chapter makes up for my absence in writing! ilyg 💙💚

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