(*Author's Note* This story is rated M for fictional violence, historical content which may be difficult to read for some, hard yaoi /boy on boy/, Rape, and later on, gorey murder. The Marsh's will not be a part of that gore, I am sparing that much. There will be a few beatings, war scenes, Stockholm's Syndrome, and possible anorexia and starvation scenes. Read at your own will, leave me comments and ratings, I hope you enjoy my story and PLEASE tell me if I need to elaborate more. Please Rate and Review! Thank you! ***Warning*** There will be sex in this chapter!)
Kyle looked a little nervous when he got in the bath, not looking at the Nazi and pulling his knees up to his chest. He still didn't exactly trust him when they were naked, but he could get over it… probably… He wasn't exactly sure he wanted to though… He finally looked at Cartman once he was in the tub as well, not exactly sure what to say. The other boy sensed his hesitation and sighed, crossing his arms.
"Just think of it like we're in the pool, just without clothes on…" He tried, the irritation apparent in his voice. As hard as he tried, the Jew never seemed to be able to be comfortable around him… He noticed him relax a little after he said that, which was a start…
"Your face looks disgusting..." The redhead said with a smirk, pleased with his earlier work. He liked how the German boy grimaced, scooping water into his hands and rubbing it all over his face. There was now a small section of brown in the giant tub, Kyle giving a small 'ew' before scrunching up his nose.
"You can't say ew, you were the one that did it… by the way, you look good as a brunette…" He teased, the Jewish boy not even bothering to respond as he dipped his head in the water. When he came up, he wiped his eyes, then grabbed the shampoo from the edge of the tub.
"You're a dick…" He poked Eric with the shampoo bottle, then squirted some into his hand before running it through his hair. The Nazi watched him, making a face when he went back under the water to rinse out the soap. The kid really did have the best hair… it was just kind of perfect… Cartman gave a small smirk as he formulated a plan in his mind, a look of mock surprise forming on his face when the Jew came back up from under the water. "What?" Kyle asked quizzically, raising an eyebrow.
"You missed some soap, on your face." The ginger boy grimaced as the soldier scooted closer to him, but blushed as his hand touched his face. That was the most gentle he had ever been with him ever…
"... Did you get it off…?" He asked quietly, searching the soldier's eyes carefully. He noticed him lean a bit closer, taking in a quivery breath and allowing his eyelids to lower a bit. He didn't do well with these situations… not at all… but he could try… maybe… There was a pause, as if Eric was holding back from kissing him. He was hesitant, he didn't want what had happened last time…
"Kleiner Jude…" He took a deep breath, trying to hold back his frustration. "I don't want a repeat of that bullshit from the other night… You can't just… consent like that… ask me for it… then back the fuck out… I can be more gentle, if that's what you want, but just don't do that shit…" He let go of his face, leaning back again and pinching the bridge of his nose. "You make my life so difficult…" He groaned, getting out of the bath and grabbing a towel before leaving the room.
Kyle was a little bit confused, but this was normal Cartman behavior at this point, so he shouldn't have been. He got out as well, being mindful to unplug the drain, then grabbing a towel and following the other boy into the room. Eric was already laying on the bed, his face covered with a pillow. This guy was so bipolar, god… The Jew gave a small sigh and got on the bed as well, making the hesitant decision to straddle the taller boy's waist.
"Look… I know that I shouldn't have done what I did… I did ask for it…" He paused, looking away from the Nazi when he uncovered his face. "To tell you the truth I was scared, because it felt… well you know… and before it didn't… so I just…" The soldier interrupted him, gently placing his hands on his hips and allowing them to trail up slowly. He earned a shiver and a quivery breath. "... I-I think going slower would help…?" He added nervously, his thoughts racing with doubt. What the hell was he doing… Why was he doing this… He was supposed to save that for who he married, and he would not be marrying… him… He wasn't technically a virgin anymore, but he was in the consensual sense…
"Slower…" Eric thought aloud, leaning up and gently kissing the Jew's neck. "I can do slower…" Kyle hesitated for a moment and closed his eyes, trying to relax his nervous expression. Once he did, he paused, then gave a whisper.
"...Then okay…."
The Nazi looked incredibly surprised, even more so when the redhead kissed him first and gently pushed him back so he was laying down again. He didn't complain though, in fact he gave a small hum of approval, continuing to trail his hands up and down his sides. This was such a weird feeling for him, he wasn't used to slow, with anything for that matter… especially in regards to how long it took for Kyle to finally consent to him… all the women he had slept with were basically begging him for it, so it was weird…
The Jew shakily ran his fingers through Eric's hair, continuing to give him gentle, deep kisses. His internal conflict was not any less than that of the other, just for different reasons. He wanted to let himself go, wanted to forget what had happened, move on, but with stuff like that it was hard to do… and the more time he spent with him just added to it… He looked a little bit surprised when Cartman gently flipped their positions, trailing his hands over his soft thighs and beginning to give soft kisses to his neck. He gave quivery sounds of pleasure in response, allowing one hand to trail down his back as the other tangled into his hair.
The Nazi obviously liked this, biting his sensitive skin and slowly groping the boy's thighs. Slow… ugh… He just wanted to ravage him… The roughness was what made sex fun… wasn't it…? That's not how Kyle seemed to view it, and that confused him more than anything. Could it be intimacy he was after…? Perhaps a substitute for how he wanted his first time to be…? He needed to stop thinking like this and just enjoy the moment… He hadn't noticed that his grip has gotten a bit tighter, and he had stopped kissing his neck, the Jew trying to ask him what was wrong.
"I'm sorry, I got a bit too absorbed by my thoughts.." He admitted, trailing his hands up closer to the redhead's crotch. "We can continue now…" He whispered against his ear, his hot breath sending shivers down the boy's spine. He then kissed below his ear, slowly trailing his kisses along Kyle's jaw line and back to his mouth. Their passion was undeniable, but their chemistry was questionable. The more one another doubted each other, the less real it became… and that wouldn't be very fun… and that's a part of the reason the Jew stopped him.
"... Are you sure we should be doing this…?" He pulled away, hesitantly searching his golden eyes. The Nazi looked surprised, but tried to formulate the answer he wanted…
"If you really think you are starting to feel for me, this is a good way to figure it out.." Kyle grimaced a bit and turned his head away, gently trailing his hands down Eric's chest.
"I never said I was starting to feel for you… and to be honest it feels a bit like you're the one holding back…" Well duh, thank you Captain Obvious.
"You asked me to go slow, of course I'm holding back." The Jew looked conflicted, stopping his hands before looking back into his eyes.
"But I mean… I want this to be… perfect… I want it to make up for what's happened… I just want to forget about it and try to move on…" That was highly wishful thinking, but a man could dream… Cartman carefully searched his eyes and pulled him close for a second, gently kissing his forehead.
"I think you're a worrier and you don't know how to enjoy yourself…" He smirked, gently trailing a hand through the boy's curly hair. "Like I said, just let go… it'll help you…" He leaned down again to kiss him, noting the ginger's more relaxed presence. Good, that would make this easier… He slowly began to touch his length, teasingly stroking and gently licking along his bottom lip. This seemed to please him, because he pressed up into the other's hand, hesitantly opening his mouth to allow him access. Once allowed, the Nazi slid his tongue into the ginger's mouth, enjoying the breathy moans and hair tugging he was receiving in response. After about a minute, he pulled away and stated cockily: "See, isn't that better…?"
Kyle ignored him and pulled him back against his lips, lightly bucking up into Eric's hand to urge him to continue what he had been doing. The message was received, and as the two kissed the Nazi wrapped a hand around the smaller boy's cock, pleased with the whimpers and pants he was getting. God his noises were so beautiful… When he felt the boy harden a bit, he stopped, pulled away from the kiss, and trailed a hand through his hair.
"I want your hands on me, Jew, I want you to return the favor…" He requested, Kyle's eyes shining with curiosity. This would be his first time touching someone other than himself… it would in fact be interesting, but he was willing to try… Seeing the look the Jew was giving him, Eric smirked, flipping their positions once again and gently holding the boy's hips. "You know what to do, right…?" He asked, receiving a nod from the redhead. "Good…" He said quietly, looking at him expectantly. He of course complied, awkwardly kissing down Cartman's body until he reached the edge of the towel (that the Nazi actually had time to put on), slowly pulling it off and trying to avoid the taller boy seeing the blush that spread across his cheeks. Being up close reminded him of how big he was…
"Eric I don't know if I-"
"Did you just say my name?" The Jew looked up at him and bit his lip, curling his toes and trailing his fingers down his thigh. "Did I ever even tell you my name…?"
"It's… kind of on a plaque… on your desk…" He said quietly, looking away from him. "I really don't know if I can fit this in my mouth…" Eric laughed a bit, ruffling the boy's hair.
"You've done it before, remember?" He teased, making the boy blush a bit deeper. "Besides…" He said huskily, gently gripping Kyle's hair. "I didn't say you had to use your mouth…" His golden eyes were seductive, and that voice… the Jew couldn't help but squirm. He hesitantly took the Nazi's member in his hand, pumping him slowly and looking up at him for approval. Based on the fact his grip on his hair tightened and he tipped his head back, he assumed he was doing something right. The ginger boy continued to pump him slowly for awhile, then experimentally, licked the head of the soldier's cock, earning a shuddering breath from him.
"Good, good… just like that…" He praised, urging the Jewish boy to take in more of him by gently pushing his head down. Kyle of course blushed and complied once again, licking up his shaft teasingly before hesitantly taking him into his mouth. He couldn't even fit half… The redhead took a deep breath through his nose and slowly started to suck him, earning breathy groans of pleasure in response. Eric was not much of a moaner, but he did show his appreciation.
After around a minute the Nazi was unable to resist the urge to continue, so he forced himself from Kyle's mouth in order to keep himself from cumming. He gestured for the boy to come back up, happy with the compliance, and began to kiss him again, much more heated and intense than before. The kid knew how to suck dick, he'd give him that… you'd never believe he was new at it…
Cartman grew impatient after a minute more and trailed a hand down the Jew's spine, slowly over his ass, then gently grabbed one of his cheeks, essentially asking permission to continue. The ginger pulled away from the kiss and eyed him, debating whether or not that's how he wished to proceed. With a small nod, Kyle pressed his face against Eric's shoulder, closing his eyes and biting his lip. He gave a small gasp as the soldier slid in a finger, moving it around and lightly thrusting it.
"J-just be gentle, o-okay..?" He begged shakily, gently kissing his shoulder and wrapping his arms around him. He was nervous, beyond nervous, because this is where he started to fail last time… He gave moans of pleasure every time Cartman would thrust his fingers in, tears forming in his eyes at the point when he had three inside. "That's enough, that's enough…" He curled his toes, taking in a breath as the Nazi pulled his fingers out. "I'm… I think I'm ready, if you are…" He said quietly, looking him in the eyes and reluctantly trailing a hand down Eric's front. The soldier was beyond ready, in fact closer to the point of bursting than anything else.
".. You know no matter what I do, it's going to hurt a little bit?" He asked, making sure the Jew wasn't bullshitting him like last time. He received a nod, smirking a little in response and running a hand through the boy's hair. He noticed the boy tremble, and debated whether or not to just go for it, then made the decision to wait. "You're sure you're ready?" With another nod, he was sure, gently gripping the boy's hip with one hand, the other handling his own erection. He pressed his forehead against the ginger's, looking into his eyes and affectionately stroking his side. "Lift yourself up a bit, okay..?" He requested, noting the boy's still nervous energy. "Just look at me, look in my eyes and don't focus on anything else…"
That somehow managed to calm Kyle, and he did as was requested of him, raising himself a small amount to allow the Nazi better… access… Eric continued to hold his hip and slowly pushed himself inside, noting as the Jew's breath quickened in pace and his eyes squeezed shut. He was trying not to make any noise...
"Hey, look at me… take deep breaths and calm down…" The redhead hesitantly opened his now teary eyes and searched Cartman's, the soldier placing both of his hands on him at this point and trailing them up his torso. "I won't move unless you say so, alright? So there's nothing to worry about.." He soothed him, gently kissing his nose and allowing the boy time to adjust. After a moment, he managed to calm himself, wrapping his arms around the soldier and pressing his face against his shoulder.
"You… can move…" He whispered hesitantly, curling his toes and trying to keep his relaxed energy. The Nazi eyed him for a moment more before carefully beginning to move, already earning small sighs of pleasure from the ginger boy. Damn, he should have just done this the other night… Life would have been much easier. He hesitantly picked up his pace, thrusting in and out of him and pulling him into a kiss to distract him. God those noises… they were like honey… it made it very hard for Eric to control himself, but he somehow managed.
After awhile of this the two began to heat up, the soldier becoming impatient and flipping their positions one last time, gently pushing up Kyle's legs. The Jew didn't seem to mind, in fact as his thrusts became harder, he noticed how much more the boy enjoyed himself. He appeared desperate, his breath quick and his noises gradually growing louder. That flushed face, his grip on him… it was enough to drive him mad… He knew he was close to release, it was inevitable. He reached down and began to pump the boy's cock, kissing him deeper than before and hoping to get him to the place of cumming as well.
"F-Fuck~" The ginger cried, spreading his legs a bit and digging his nails into the other boy's back lightly. He was close as well, he could feel it, and after a few more hard thrusts, he couldn't hold back. Eric gave a groan of excitement as the other finished, his noises throwing him over the edge as well. He was nice, however, and decided to pull out in time… So kind… He continued to kiss him for a moment, then decided to pull away and hold the redhead close to his body. The boy was trembling, quivering and heavy breaths escaping him, his face bright red and his eyelids lowered. So beautiful…
"I think you might need to sleep, am I correct…?" Cartman whispered to him, gently kissing his ear and stroking his back. He received a small nod and a nuzzle, rolling over so he wouldn't crush him. He was a bit surprised when the boy curled up against him, and in response he reluctantly wrapped his arms around him. This was such a strange experience… It was Kyle's first… real… time… and it seemed as though this was the Nazi's first non-fuck… so they both felt rather strange… but in a good way..? Whatever… in his time of internal thought the Jewish boy had already fallen asleep, earning a smirk from the soldier. Closing his eyes himself, he decided to copy him, gently kissing the exhausted boy's forehead before whispering:
"Guten Nacht, Kleiner Jude…"
(*Author's Note*: ANNNNDD that will be continued in the next chapter! I hope you like where I'm going with this, HOWEVER… Be prepared for some major twists and bumps! I may decide to limit this story to around 25 chapters by the way, but I am undecided. Let me know what you think! Rate and Review please!)