Dumb Twitch -CREEK

Chapter 9

WARNING: s m u t, badly written since it's my first time writing it. Enjoy?

Still Craig.

I looked down at Tweek, I could feel heat rise to my cheeks as he stared up at me, lust in his emerald green eyes. I let out a soft moan as he grinded our hips together from his place on my lap.

"C-craig?"

"Craig?

"CRAIG GET UP!"

I opened my eyes, blushing brightly at the realization I had just had a wet dream about Tweek, and was cuddling him to where his ass pushed against my dick.

That explains why I actually felt pleasure when Dream Tweek grinded on me.

He was squirming.

And that means I probably actually moaned.

Oh goddammit.

Well no turning back.

"I— uh— Sorry.." I said, my face felt like it was on fire.

"I -GAH- don't w-want you to -GAH- apologize..." he said and wrapped his arms around my neck.

Holy shit.

Is this fucking real?!

I kissed him, sitting up and putting him in my lap as he kissed back with slight hunger.

I licked his lower lip, begging for entrance, and he denied. I thrusted my hips up, and he let out a moan. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and hummed, exploring. He tasted like coffee and a little chocolate.

I pulled away, looking at him with lust clouding my vision. He was panting a little and wiped away the small string of spit connecting our lips.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked, staring into his beautiful emerald green eyes I could just get lost in.

He nodded, letting out a soft "Y-yeah.." and kissed me again, straddling my hips. I put my hands on his waist and pulled him closer, moaning a little into the kiss from the friction. I could feel him smirk, and he started to grind on me, letting out soft moans every now and then.

I started to take his shirt off, unbuttoning it slowly, and he shivered a little from the slight chill in the room. Once I got the shirt unbuttoned I threw it into a random corner of the room and started trailing kisses down his neck, stopping to give him hickeys.

He let out a soft moan as I reached his sweet spot, his grinding becoming a little sloppy.

I grabbed his hips to stop him, flipping us over so I was on top.

He started to tug at my shirt, and I pulled away to take it off. He stared at my torso, blushing a little. I was better built than him, he was scrawny, and I play baseball and football, so I had to be in pretty good shape.

He crawled over to me and pulled my pants off, slight indents on my skin from sleeping in jeans. It was a bit of a struggle, but he had them off oddly quick. He mouthed me through my boxers, and I grabbed a little at his hair, moaning again.

He pulled my boxers down and I watched his eyes widen. "You ok there, buddy?" I chuckled.

He nodded and put the tip of my dick in his mouth, licking it and causing me to shiver.

"T-Tweek.." I said breathlessly.

Tweek slowly put the rest of me in his mouth and I groaned.

THATS ENOUGH CHAPTER OVER NO MORE SMUT