Just Another Weekend

"What in the hell! This is what happens when you leave Kahl with the responsibility with picking out a movie. What in the hell is this?" Cartman frowned as he glared at the T.V. "We're not women Jewfag, we'd rather watch men fight than girls argue over some piece of shit."

Kyle scowled at him, "You're just pissed because it doesn't have fucking Brad Pitt in it." He waved his hand in dismissal, "It's my turn to choose the movie so if you don't like it, do something else."

Kenny groaned, "This is a chick flick man..." He rolled to his side, "I'm just going to go to bed." Shaking his side, he pulled the blanket over him and made it so his back faced him "And if you steal my blanket one more fucking time Cartman, I am going to kick your ass." He threatened with annoyance.

Stan stood up, "You are kind of outnumbered dude but it is your turn." Yawning, he stretched his limbs out. "It's almost four anyway, I'll see you three in the morning." Yawning, he turned around and headed towards his room.

Kyle had to hold in a chuckle, who knew the two would fall for his trick so easily? It was about twenty minutes passed the beginning before he felt two arms wrap around him from behind. He looked over at Kenny to see he was snoring heavily, "I was wondering when he'd pass out."

Cartman leaned in, pulling the ginger closer to his chest. "I didn't know how longer I could wait." He paused, "Good job with the whole 'picking out a terrible movie to make them go away' thing. didn't think you were that smart." His brows furrowed when he was hit, "What in the hell was that for?"

Kyle huffed, "This IS a great movie. Stop bashing on things I like." He ordered, crossing his arms and looking away. His lips pursed together when suddenly feeling a warmth against his neck. Shuddering at the hot breath, he kept his cool. "Go ahead, I'm still going to be angered." He didn't care if he was blushing, he didn't want the jerk to find out. "I-I'm trying to watch my movie." He cursed at himself in his mind, he couldn't believe he fucking stuttered! Only receiving silence from the other, his lids closed as he felt Cartman's teeth lightly scrap across his skin. Shuddering, he went to lean forward to attempt to get out of Cartmans's hold but soon realized he wasn't going anywhere. "C-Cartman..."

The brunette rose a brow, "Hm...?" His lips moved upwards to the red head's burning bright ears. "Got somethin' to say to me Jew?" Running his tongue along the hot skin, he felt Kyle continue to shudder against his chest. He had to admit, teasing this guy was too enjoyable. "You still pissed?"

Kyle let out a sigh, "Nah..." Cracking his lids, he looked over to see Kenny still in the same position. It would be terrible if he woke up to see what they were doing, he'd probably die of a heart attack. He wouldn't blame him, two completely opposite men were doing such acts. Chuckling to himself, he twisted and maneuvered his body until he was facing Cartman.

Cartman smirked as his hands rested on the other's hips. "What's up Kahl?" Staring up at him, his smirk stretched further. Leaning in, his lips brushed against the ginger's. "You want me to kiss you or something?" He asked, raising a brow.

Kyle closed his eyes, sitting there patiently. Lifting his arms, he wrapped them around his neck, "And If I do?" He asked, trying not to sound irriated. He wished that the bruenette would just get to it, he thought it was fucking obvious that he wanted a kiss but apparently not. He then felt a soft warmth on his lips. The kiss was gentle, not rough like the character Cartman was. This was how it always was at first, he couldn't help but wonder if the brunette thought he'd break him or something. Leaning more in, he pressed his lips harder against his.

Chucking deep in his throat, Cartman held him close as he leaned forward, placing Kyle on the ground under him. His hands lightly touched his baggy shirt, sliding underneath it. His fingers slide against the burning skin, his tongue darted out, immediatly dominating what he knew what was his.

Kyle sighed contently into this kiss before breaking it, "You know damn well that we can't do this. Especially at Stan's house, that's freaking messed up dude." He noticed Cartman's disappointed expression and grinned, "I feel you dude." Leaning up, he pecked his lips. "Go got rid of your hard on while I enjoy my movie."

Cartman blushed lightly at being caught, "Fuck you Jewfag." He huffed before standing up. "You don't know what in the hell you're talking about." Rolling his eyes, he headed towards the bathroom. "I'm going to go take a dump."

Kyle laughed softly, "Take as long as you need." He watched the door shut behind him and continued watching the movie. He'd give hell to him in the morning about all the teasing and everything. Laying down, he turned off the T.V. In pure darkness, he had as he heard Cartman from the bathroom. "Liar." Standing up, he headed towards the bathroom to see if he needed any help.

A/N: I think I'm going to end it here. I wanted to see how the fandom was and I really liked it. I do plan on writing another fic, one with an actual plot this time. Idk when that will be though. Let me know what you thought in a review. If you have any ideas for a story, message me. It'll help give me ideas. Hope you all enjoyed and thanks for reading.