Title: 50. Breaking the Rules
Author: Pocket
Fandom: South Park
Pairing: Tweek/Craig
Rating: PG Summary: "Chill out?! Chill out?! How am I supposed to 'chill out' when you're practically on top of me in the middle of class?!"
Disclaimer: Tweek and Craig are © Matt and Trey. Author's Note: Well, um. I dunno? Nothing really to say about this. Enjoy!
"A-ah! Craig, goddammit!" I whispered, my eye twitching violently. Why does he have to this right in the middle of class?! We're gonna get in trouble! We'll get detention for the rest of our lives! They'll call my parents! Oh god!
"Tweek, chill out." he says coolly, I jump and give him an incredulous look.
"Chill out?! Chill out?! How am I supposed to 'chill out' when you're practically on top of me in the middle of class?!" it took an immense amount oof self-control to keep my voice below screechy, and therefore was succumb to a violent twitch that almost sent me to the floor. Craig's hand, which was making a home for itself on my inner thigh, gave me a reassuring squeeze.
"Shhh..." he cooed, massaging my thigh gently. I could only respond with a high-pitched squeeze.
"Nobody's paying any attention to us. And it's not like everybody isn't used to you screaming." his smile turned into an evil smirk and my breath caught in my throat. The thought of him making me scream in the middle of class sent a jolt through me that was mostly fear, but a little excitement.
His hand moved up my thigh and gave me another playful squeeze. He was so close to that area that the jolt he sent through me was mostly excitement.
"J-Jesus Christ, Craig! Not here!" I hissed, opening my eyes. I hadn't realized that they were closed. Craig grunted grumpily and withdrew his hand. This would've made me smile if I weren't so... Excited. Even though he acts all tough and dominant, he doesn't do anything without my okay.
"Are you sure you want you stop? You look pretty eager to me..." he said with an evil smirk, reaching over to give my crotch a squeeze.
Scratch that, he's an asshole. I grit my teeth and let out a strangled moan. I hear a cackle from beside me and after I recover from the grope I elbow him in the ribs. He grunts and glares at me, a smile sneaking back on to his face.
"Looks like you have a little problem there, baby." he leans over and whispers in my ear. His hot breath on my ear makes me shiver, he knows all to well that my ear is a particularly sensitive spot. Just before he pulls away his tongue flicks out and licks me.
"Gah-! Jesus christ!" I cry, shuddering violently and earning a few stares, "Urgh- fine." I hiss between my teeth, standing suddenly. He stands after I do, grinning like a Cheshire cat. We arrived at the teacher's desk and I did my best to look sickly, which really wasn't hard. I looked sickly most of the time, and now I was flushed so it just contributed to my act.
"Miss Robinson? Tweek isn't feeling too well, can I take him to the nurse?" I glanced over at Craig, it never ceased to amaze me that he was such a great liar. When I looked back at the teacher she looked worried.
"Oh, yes. Of course." she said, her eyes glued to me. I looked down at the floor, swallowing hard. Craig gave her a winning smile and led me away.
As soon as the door closed behind us he grabbed my hand and shot my mischievous smile. Not too far along the hallway we ducked into the janitor's closet. Somehow breaking the rules like this didn't bother me as much as it should.