(Adult Content Warning)
Craig's POV
I'm so mesmerized by his fucking beautiful smile. He sits at the same lunch table as I do, right next to me. I end up staring at his smile as he looks at his best friend, talking and laughing with him. Eventually he turns to face me and sees my loving look. He returns it, I tense and I sit up straight. Then I suddenly remember.
"Holy shit you're my boyfriend." I state
He chuckles and puts his arm around me "Yeah, I have been for a long time."
I put my arm around his waist "I got so fucking lucky..."
"Luck has nothing to do with it." He kisses my cheek
"Boys! PDA!" A teacher who is monitoring exclaims, he lets go and I look down, sighing.
"After school." He smiles, taking my hand. I'm now excited for school to be over. Because we're going to his house and hanging out, showing affection whenever we please and have fun together. He goes back to talking to Kyle, and I smile.
After school, He takes my hand and walks me to his house.
"Craig is over!" He exclaims as soon as he walks through the door.
His mom rushes to greet me. "Hi Craig, dear!" She hugs me, which I return.
"Hello, Mrs. Marsh." I smile as she pulls away. Stan immediately takes my hand, which is to remind me that he doesn't want me to get roped into an hour long conversation with his mom. It's really easy to fall into.
"So Stan... have you-" His mom starts
"Shhhh..." he quickly responds
I look up at him a bit confused "Have you what?"
"Nothing. Let's go upstairs" He begins to walk, I'm pulled along with him, I wave at his mom as we go up into his room.
"Have you what?" I ask again, I'm a bit interested in what he has/hasn't done.
"Nothing, Craig" he turns and puts his arms around me. I put my arms around his waist and step closer so I can put my head on his chest and relax against him, a few seconds of this position goes by and I get the sudden urge. I want to kiss him, but I'm comfortable. Stan leads us over to his bed and lays down, letting go of me in the process, he gets under the covers and holds them up for me to join him. I get in and push him onto his back, laying on top of him.
"What are you doing there?" Stan asks
"Cuddling you..." my legs are up, on both sides of his pelvis, my arms are on both sides of his head, and our noses are almost touching.
"Like this?" He asks
"Do you have a problem with it?" I ask "I haven't even started cuddling yet." I add
"I don't mind it, at all" He responds, his eyes flicker down to my lips and he smirks. I beat him to the punch, pressing my lips to his, my hands go under his hat and through his hair, I end up taking off his hat, he does the same to me. We begin making out.
This isn't the first time we have done this, nowhere near. We've been together for a few years, he was there to comfort me after Tweek and I broke up for the last time, after millions of other break ups... we finally completely ended it. Stan was really nice to me, he held me as I cried over him... he cradled me in his arms and told me that it would be alright, that he was there for me. He took my hat off and played to my hair, as I had my arms tightly around him, crying until I fell asleep like that. I woke up without him the next morning, and he was still there, and I think that made me happier. He didn't let me go throughout the night...
At this point I realize our kiss has broken and I'm at his side, cuddling into him. I sigh happily.
"Do you remember how we got together?" I ask
"How could I forget? It was the best day of my life." He smiles lightly
"I'm so happy with you..." I place my hand on his chest, rubbing it slightly.
~The Next Day~
I wake up next to my boyfriend. Getting up and stretching, Stan sits up and cracks his back, he smiles at me and stands up.
"We're going somewhere today..." Stan says
"Where?" I ask
"We're going to Denver, I wanna take you to an amusement park there" Stan answers
"Okay" I get my clothes on and put my hat on over it.
"Ready?" He asks
"Yep." I answer
We walk to his house, because he doesn't want us to take my car, for some reason. Stan just insisted, I suggested to drive, but he wants to.
Once we get to the amusement park, we get cotton candy and a map of the park so we can plan what we're doing.
After a few rides we take a break, because we wanted to get some food, it's about three pm as of now, and Stan said we'd be here until closing, so we have plenty of time to waste.
When night falls, I see the colorful lights of the rides. This place is prettier at night.
"We have a final ride to go on..." Stan says, a bit nervously.
"Which one?" I ask
"The Ferris wheel" Stan answers, as we make our way over to it, once we get in he fiddled with his thumbs. I look out the window.
"It's so beautiful out..." I state, the colors of the lights... they're all so beautiful...
"There's a reason I chose this ride specifically to end on..." Stan starts
I look back at him "why's that?" I ask as we get to the top of the wheel, he gets up and kneels down, pulling out a ring.
"I love you Craig. And I'm sure you're the person I want to spend the rest of my life with... which... is why I want to ask... will you marry me?" Stan says
I tear up and nod "of course I will!" We stand up and I hug him, he puts the ring on me. It's perfect.
"I love you..." we sit back down and I hold him, I kiss him, he returns it. After the ride we decide to go back to my house, where we tell my parents the news, they're thrilled, of course, and we go up to my room, sitting on my bed.
"So... Craig..." Stan starts
"Yes." I state
"You didn't even hear what I had to say" Stan says
"Whatever it is, yes." I say
Stan pins me down onto the bed and gets on top of me. I smirk and begin to unzip his jacket. Which he takes off for me, and I get his shirt off and admire his chest, sitting up to kiss his neck, making hickeys on it. He takes this moment to remove my jacket and shirt. In sync, we remove each other's hats and throw them into the pile of clothes we're forming on the floor. I feel him grow below as he grinds against me. I lay back down and take his belt loops pulling them a bit, I take his belt off and throw it to the side, working on getting his pants off, but he stops to assist me in it. I get my own off for him, along with my underwear, he doesn't have any on. He gets on top of me and continues grinding against me. I grow painfully hard by this.
"Oh god... Stan..." I moan out quietly "Just fuck me..."
He lines himself up, and I get slightly worried.
"Stan wait!" I exclaim "Do you have any lube?" I ask, He can't go in dry, I know that much, I don't want to be in too much pain.
"No... but I have a condom..." he answers
"Why do you have a condom?" I ask
"I always do, it works out in your favor, it's better than going in dry" he picks his pants up and pulls out his wallet, taking the condom out and putting it on himself, then relining himself up. It probably won't be enough, but this is the first time we've ever done anything like this. So if it hurts too much this time we'll know for next time that we need more. He pushes himself into me and it hurts, we didn't get me stretched out, but I don't care. I wince a little but allow him to get completely in he leans over me and runs his hand through my hair a few times, allowing me to adjust.
"Just tell me when you're ready..." Stan says, I move my hips around to get a bit more comfortable with him inside me. He's not small. Surprisingly. He's a lot to take in. I hear his exhale of a moan and my god, it's so alluring. I take a deep breath.
"Move..." I softly instruct, so he starts going, slowly at first, of course, he wants to be careful with me. He doesn't want to hurt me. It hurts at first, but the pain is overthrown by the pleasure after a few thrusts, I moan softly as he continues. I hear his groans, which I had no idea could be so sexy.
"F-Faster..." I softly instruct, He connects our lips as he moves faster, I moan a bit louder into his mouth, I didn't expect it to feel this good. I expected to be a bit more self cautious than I am. I guess I'm comfortable with him, I trust him with my body, not to judge it, he isn't, and he's pleasing it. I let out a string of moans all of which go into his mouth I mind my volume though, I wouldn't want my parents to know what we're doing.
He starts thrusting a bit harder without me asking, which feels great. My stomach ties a bit and I suddenly realize, I'm gonna cum. I hold it back, I don't want this feeling to end. He is making me feel too good, I pull at his hair a little and pull away from the kiss, there's no way I can hold it back.
"Oh god... Stan I'm gonna cum..." I warn him, and to my surprise, he starts pounding me, as hard and fast as he can, I half expected him to be disgusted, I don't know why, that's what happens when people have sex. I let out a moan a bit louder than the others and cum. He thrusts through my orgasm then pulls out, he must've cum before I did, he takes the dirtied condom off and throws it into the trash can in my room.
I grow extremely tired, no energy is left in me after that... and I think Stan is the same way. We don't bother with our clothes, but Stan puts the blanket over us, so we're at least covered if someone walks in. I don't think the door was locked, so luckily nobody walked in on us. I cuddle into Stan and nuzzle into his chest, closing my eyes.
"Goodnight, Honey" Stan says
"Goodnight" I respond
