Hello, everybody!
Well, I'm briging to you another translation of a fic of mine named "Después de una discusión"; maybe it could sucks because I'm too out of practice, but I will be very happy to know that you, Native English speaker, could understand it.
I hope that you can enjoy this fic dedicated to emily-the great, a drawes that I met on Tumblr and I promised to her a Kyman fluffly-smutty... Or sort of.
Hugs!
Vicka.
P.S: The following charachters aren't mine, are of Comedy Central.
Aftermath of an discussion.
Dedicated to: emily-thegreat, from Tumblr. A big hug, girl, and thanks for the drawing!
- Eric...Nh... Please... N...
The guy unheard his words; he simply continued with his "task" of "ask forgiveness" of the red-haired young man who was blushing more than a tomato.
A day earlier, both boyfriends had been discussed because of a straw, that is, about what was going to lunch the next day; a quiet discussion became on a war of insults between the two guys, ending on sleep very separated in their bed King size with a horrible sexual abstinence as a punishment by Kyle, the red-haired guy.
That was something that Eric Cartman himself could not tolerate anymore; he had enough for been punished in that way at least twice, but a third was the last straw, so he had decided to "made him respect his authoritah as alpha male".
- E-Eric - whispered the red-haired boy while he was arching of pleasure to the attentions of the fat boy -... OH, ERIC!
- Can you forgive meh, Kahl?
- N-nh...
- You will?
- E-Eric...
-Say Yes...
Kyle did not reply; Eric, to notice this, continued with the same maneuver for several minutes until Kyle arched and shouted:
- YES, YES, YES! I FORGIVE YOU! WHATEVER, BUT PLEASE, PLEASE GIVE ME WHAT YOU KNOW THAT I WANT!
- As you wish, mah Princess...
Cartman was incorporated and took out from his pants a box of Crimson color at the look somewhat upset of the Jew, who claimed:
- What is that fucking thing, fatass?!
- What? Didn't you ask me to give you what I know what you want?
The hint opened the box, which contained a ring with a diamond in the Center, got on his knees and said:
-Kahl... Do you want to...? Do you want to marry me?
-Eric... That is... beautiful... - Kyle whispered while he was watching more closely his engagement ring.
- Is that a Yes?
- Y-yes... I do... But... Could you, please, remove me this terrible desire that you let me for fuck you?! I'm too urged at this time because of your fucking fault!
- That was also I gonna do with yah... my little Jew.
Later of said that, the fatass was on top of the Jewish and the two made love throughout the night.