After All This Time

• Eight •

We laid silently for a while, Craig rolled slightly, disturbing my comfort. I surrounded by an overwhelming scent of "Fuck me please." Mixed with the disappointment that I didn't obey the scents commands. Craig had wrapped his arms around me, he was actually quite warm now. I was going to check the time but I didn't feel like moving, I was comfortable and happy right where I was. The more I thought about it the harder my heart thumped, I told myself I loved him what was probably less than an hour ago, I'm in his arms and it feels amazing. I close my eyes and savour the moments before the blissful silence is gone, every time I breathe in that irresistible scent follows closely after. I hear a quiet groan come from Craig, I look up at him as best I can.
"I can feel your heartbeat." He chuckles, his voice has that croaky just woken up sort of sound that gets me every time. I feel slightly embarrassed, I knew it was pounding pretty hard due to debating with myself if I loved Craig or not, I don't honestly know anymore...
"Sorry.." I murmur breathlessly and reposition myself slightly, wrapping my right leg in between Craig's.
"It's cute." He mutters and nudges his chin on the top of my head. I feel my face flush but it's a damn good thing he isn't looking at me. I think that got my heart going faster. "You like that do you?" He asks in that raspy morning voice. He knows what he's doing to me and I hate it, my body tenses slightly when I feel his now warm hand glide from my back to wrap around my waist. I said I hated it but I really don't. "You're cute." I bite my lip at his words. "Hot even." I try to pull my leg back to hide the hard on I could feel coming but Craig wouldn't let me have my leg back, it was held between his thighs. A soft whimper escapes my lips and Craig chuckles, he pulls away from me but doesn't let my leg go. "Why do you want your leg back so much Ken?" I give up trying anymore, he already knows why so there's no point in hiding my shame any longer. I turn over on my back to try and avoid any eye contact as much as I love his eyes. I throw my arm over my face in embarrassment. "Shit.." I hear Craig mutter to himself.
"What..?" I whisper, very flustered.
"Uh.." Craig seems to pause for a moment to think over his words. "Can I like.." he still doesn't finish his sentence. "W-how big is that, like, fully..?" I'm actually sort of surprised about that being the question he stumbled over. I swear I've told him before, he probably didn't believe me, it's not even that unbelievable of a size.
"Six and a half.." I answer him quietly. "It's not th-at big."
"It is to me.." Craig says. I guess maybe that'd make sense if Tweek was the only other he's ever seen, Tweek was a little under average, about four and a half, it's cute, really. I hear fabric shift and Craig moving around, I have a feeling I know where he's going. I said I wasn't sure if I wanted to do anything with him but I can't make up my mind, I love him, I'm sure I do, it doesn't really matter if I hold out on doing anything with him or not, it won't change whether or not it actually means anything to him, plus, I don't really want to walk out of this room with a noticeable stiff one, if Craig wants to go for it, I will not be against it at all. I feel a warm wet feeling run across my body, just bellow my naval, I shudder at the feeling and feel more blood rush to my face.