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Title: Wheelchairs
Summary: Tweek helps take Kenny's mind off his 'limitations'. Yow-eh
Warnings: Yaoi Cussing PWP (Kinda) OOC
Couple: KennyTweek
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: Watching 'Forest Gump'
Comments: I :heart: Tweek. Also, they're in their teens, like, 15-17 ish
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Wheelchairs
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Kenny sighed and slumped forward, chin in his palm. This utterly SUCKED. After his last 'accident' he broke his left shin, and fractured his right ankle. Now, he was CHAINED to a wheelchair and it was rather boring. Well, at least he was home now. Not that it was better than the hospital filled with nurses in short skirts, but he was now left alone.
"Ack! K-Kenny?"
Kenny smiled, head dropping back to look at his door. There were also other things he missed. "Hey, Tweek." His voice dropped, adding a husky tone. "Come in."
The twitching blond cracked the door open and slipped through. "H- hello. Ah! Um. I- I heard you were home, so I decided to, uh, uh, come visit you." His eyes darted and he leaned against the door, letting it click shut. "S- sorry for not visiting. For not visiting you, but I'm-"
Kenny smiled, "You're scared of hospitals. It's fine, but." He lifted his head and turned, "You'll have to make up for all the lost time." He beckoned for the teen to come nearer. "Tweeeeek."
Tweek squeaked quietly, and fumbled with the lock Kenny had invested in a few months prior. He twitched and stumbled closer, fingers groping at shirt buttons, pushing them from their place.
Kenny chuckled, swiveling his chair around. He reached out, grabbing the sides of the teen shirt, pulling forward. "Allow me."
"O- Okay." Tweek dropped his hands and obediently climbed into the teens lap, bare feet propped up on the wheels of Kenny's wheelchair.
Kenny reached down and put the brakes in place as it started to roll. "Hey, baby." The teen leaned forward, brushing his lips against the twitching blond's. "I've missed you."
Tweek gasped and wiggled, hands brushing against Kenny's chest. "Really?" Tweek smiled, hair brushing Kenny's cheek.
"Yea," Kenny leaned forward, lips brushing Tweek's cheek. "There is only so much short, tight skirts can do for me." Kenny grinned, tongue darting out, tracing the boys jaw line. "You just look so much better in it." He leaned back for a moment, flashing Tweek a lopsided grin before closing the few inches between their mouths in a passionate kiss.
"Oh, God." Tweek managed, eyes sliding closed, body convulsing against the others. His smile was so much like Craig's. Why were they so alike? He pressed into the kiss, surprising them both, him usually not being a very assertive person. "Please," He whispered pulling away from the kiss. "Don't leave me like he did."
Kenny caught Tweek's lips again and muttered between kisses. "I won't. I promise." He kneaded Tweek's hips with his fingers, deft bruising pressure. Teeth nipped at lips, seeking entrance.
The blond pressed closer, trembling. Tweek submitted to Kenny, hands sliding down Kenny's chest, pulling the hem of his shirt, slipping his hands beneath the fabric.
Kenny smiled, relishing in the coffee flavored taste of the other. If the teen reacted like this when he got hurt, maybe he should break his legs more often.
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Short, kinda fluff, I somehow worked a bit o' angst in this. NOT COOL. I really just need to stop.
This kinda hints at CraigTweek, but w/e D
. . . . Shino's head hurts
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