Creek One-Shots

Gimme Gimme Gimme

Craig groaned, he agreed to help Tweek with the night shift in his parents coffee shop. His gaze was on Tweek and only Tweek. No one was in the coffee shop at the moment, and that was a good thing. Craig could stare at Tweek all he wanted without moving.

Tweek was shuffling with one of the coffee machines, trying to make two coffees for himself and Craig. As he did so, he stood on his tippy toes, trying to reach the top of the machine. Doing so, his shirt came up a bit, and his pants were falling a tab bit.

Craig started to drool, dirty, unholy thoughts formed in his head, and he didn't care if they were unholy. He licked his lips, getting up without realising it, and moving towards the blonde. "Gimme. Gimme. Gimme." He murmured under his breath, his eyes narrowing as he moved.

Tweek was beating the machine, cursing under his breath, puffing out his cheeks in a annoyance. "G-GAH! G-god da-damn mach-ine!" He grunted, moving away from it, only to bump into someone's back. "C-Craig?!"

Craig's hands traveled down to Tweek's lower back. "Gimme, mine." He whispered into Tweek's ear. His hands gripping onto his clothed ass. Tweek squealed, his breath hitched. Craig licked Tweek's ear.

"C-CRAIG!" Tweek exclaimed, he tried squirming away, but Craig's grip was to tight. "S-s-stop!" Craig didn't stop, he squeezed Tweek's ass harder, licked the outline of Tweek's jawline. "AGH!!!" Tweek gulped, afraid that someone might walk in on them. "C-Craig! Wh-what if AGH some-someone walls in!?"

"No one comes in at this time, you know that Tweek." Craig pulled away, going back to his seat. Tweek nodded, turning back towards the machine, trying to brush off what just happened. In all honesty, he was tempted to push Craig into the back room. Unholy thoughts formed into his mind.

"I-I n-AGH-need co-ffee." Tweek got bad to making coffee, ignoring his thoughts. Maybe later or so he'd might make them a reality.
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All I have to say is 🖕.