Chapter 12

"Come on, let's go back to my place," Clyde whispered with lust lacing his voice.

For a brief second, the possibility flashed before Craig's mind, and he shook. He hated himself for thinking of it, but he had to admit that the brunette was incredibly sexy and the fact that he was coming onto him in just a straightforward way was making heat rush to his loins. But regardless of this lust, he pushed Clyde away. He didn't want…no, he shouldn't have sex with Clyde, it would be wrong to do that to Tweek when he was trapped in Hell.

"Clyde, no," Craig muttered though he couldn't break the lusted eye contact with the brunette. No, no, no, this can't happen…

"But, Craig," Clyde grabbed onto the front of Craig's jacket, "the reason I honestly thought the date would be a good idea, I've been living with my parents again since me and Token broke up…and I really don't want to continue living there. And since I don't have a job, I can't move into my own place…"

"Wait a second, so 'your place' is your parents' house?"

"Well…yeah…"

Craig pinched the bridge of his nose. Oh yeah, going back to the parents' house was real sexy…! "And all you want is a place to live?"

"Yes."

Craig backed off from Clyde to cross his arms over his chest. "Well, I'm not going to take in a roommate who can't pay any rent, I can't."

"Well, I know that, that's why," Clyde grabbed onto the tie around Craig's neck loosely, "I was hoping either this date went well, or I could find a different way to pay you…"

Craig raised an eyebrow. Did Clyde seriously just offer to pay him with sex? What was this turning into, porn? That wouldn't be something he'd allow to just happen, it really made no sense in his mind. But, he did have the beginnings of a hard-on thanks to Clyde's efforts. Maybe he could use the brunette to get rid of it.

He smirked. "Well, why don't we head back to my apartment," he wrapped a possessive arm around Clyde's waist, "and I can see if your body is really worth it…?"

…

Moans echoed off the walls of Craig's apartment as the noirette felt Clyde mouth sliding up and down around his dick. His fingers were tangled into Clyde's brown hair, guiding him smoothly through the blowjob.

As soon as they arrived at the apartment, Clyde undressed and pounced on Craig. They didn't even make it to the bedroom, and barely made it to the couch. Plus Craig really didn't have time to undress before Clyde was upon him, and the brunette was even the one to pull Craig's pants down.

Craig's head rested against the back of the couch and his back arched as the feeling of carnal pleasure pulsed through him. He moaned again. "Mmm…Clyde…" His fingers tightened around Clyde's hair.

Clyde bobbed his head up and down a few more times before he released the noirette's cock with a light pop. He looked up at Craig pleadingly as he slid up the noirette's frame with his fingers caressing every bump and dip there. "Craig," he moved his legs to be straddling Craig's hips, his hole against the other man's tip, "take me." His hands rested on Craig's shoulders. "I want it," he moaned.

Craig smirked slightly and grabbed onto Clyde's hips tightly. "I want it too," he moaned as he brought the brunette's hips down on him.

At feeling of Craig's cock going deep into him, Clyde bent his back and cried out to the ceiling. He did again and again as Craig moved his hips to thrust hard and deep into the brunette.

Every noise that filled the apartment from either man was one of lust and ecstasy; no one who could've heard them would've guessed that the noirette was feeling more and more guilt the longer the fuck lasted. He wasn't sure why either. He had felt guilt when having sex with Kenny, but that wasn't until after. For some reason he really felt like maybe Tweek knew about this, and even was watching.

For some reason Craig couldn't explain, the thought of Tweek watching, though distressing as it was, excited him in a way. He grabbed onto Clyde's throbbing cock and pumped it quickly in time with every thrust. Clyde moaned louder at this and let another cry escape him as Craig hit his sweet spot.

"Oh…fuck Craig…!" Clyde yelled. A short yelp escaped him as Craig quickly flipped them so that the brunette was lying on his back on the couch.

In this new position, Craig thrust harder and faster into Clyde, humping against him. The action made the couch shake under them and even move slightly from its original position - not enough for anyone to really notice, though the two did feel it when it happened.

"Ngh…fuck…" Craig muttered. "Clyde…" He pushed forward, burying his cock into the brunette up his hilt, and came inside of him.

At feeling the pulsing of Craig prick and his cum against his inner walls, Clyde arched his back and came onto Craig's hand. Both moaned a bit as Craig fluidly slowed, riding out the orgasm.

Clyde smiled up at Craig as the noirette pulled out of him. He wrapped his arms around his neck and went to kiss him, but Craig pulled away from his arms to sit down on the couch. Clyde looked at him with tears rising in his eyes, hoping that that would be enough to convince Craig to kiss him and so they could cuddle a bit before Clyde had to get situated in the apartment.

Craig glanced emotionlessly at the brunette. "Get out."

The tears that had risen in his eyes fell down his cheeks and his stomach twisted into a painful knot when Craig said those words. "W-What?"

"Are you deaf as well as stupid?" Craig asked with an incredibly harsh tone. "I said, get out!"

"But, you slept with me!" Clyde cried, "You're supposed to let me stay here now…!"

"I said I would decide that," Craig stood and pulled his pants on, "and I have. You weren't all that great, so I don't think I want you rooming with me."

Clyde began to sob then. "You…You can't just do this…!"

"I can," Craig grabbed Clyde's arm and yanked him to his feet, "and I am. Get dressed and go cry to someone else for a place to stay."

Still crying, Clyde pulled on his clothes and ran for the door. As he opened the door, he glared back at Craig through his tears. "You're a no good piece of shit now! Tweek is lucky he doesn't have to be here to see what you've become!" He ran out of the apartment sobbing, slamming the door behind him.

Though Craig told himself that he couldn't let the words of a slut who would willingly sleep with him affect him, he couldn't help but to hear Clyde's words over and over again in his mind. He sank onto the couch and just stared at the ceiling.

Maybe Clyde was right…maybe Tweek was lucky that he didn't have to see what Craig had become since he'd been taken away.

Craig sighed deeply and buried his face into his hands. "Forgive me Tweek…I'm nothing…"

…

Bawling and raging at once was something Tweek never thought he would do, but after seeing Craig fuck Clyde in their apartment, he couldn't help but to. Various holes had appeared in the walls of the mini-apartment he shared with Damien, the sheets and blanket of their bed had burned up after a small spark had jumped off of him and caught them on fire, and his suddenly sharp nails were tearing apart anything they could.

When he had seen Craig fuck Clyde through the scrying glass Damien had taught him how to use, Tweek suddenly felt a rush of power and strength. The presence of his demonic blood became overwhelming and sent him on a rampage destroying anything he could in the mini-apartment. The red that had been tinting his eyes not long ago now nearly completely overtook them, and Tweek almost felt like his humanity was slipping away from him.

Tweek's nails punctured the mattress and he tore it wide open. He didn't know what to think or even how to begin to calm down. The blonde even began to feel a light, painless throb from his stomach as the five words he had carved there reminded him of their constant presence.

"Tweek, what the fuck are you doing?" Damien yelled at him from the open door. He had been visiting with his father for a bit, and had trusted Tweek to just do nothing while he was away as always. This, the apartment doing almost totally destroyed, was the last thing he expected.

Tweek looked over at Damien as a single tears slipped down his cheek. "He doesn't love me…!" He set his fist through the wall at the head of the bed. "He fucked Clyde! He's fallen so fucking low!"

Damien raised an eyebrow and closed the door as he stepped into the mini-apartment. "Tweek, what're you talking about?"

Tweek jumped off of the destroyed bed and into Damien's arms, just needing to feel someone holding onto him. "I checked on Craig and he was fucking Clyde! And it was in our apartment! He doesn't care about me anymore Damien! He doesn't care…!"

Damien wrapped his arms loosely around Tweek and smirked. Perfect. He hadn't even panned for that to happen, but whatever continued to keep the fire of pure anger under Tweek burning brightly worked for him. Tomorrow, they could continue training, and Tweek would get stronger, faster. He had confidence that, long before it was time for Tweek's little visit to Earth, the blonde would be a full demon.

…

A few hours after having kicked Clyde out of the apartment, Craig was cooking dinner in the microwave and still trying to ignore Clyde's final words. He didn't want to think about it. The thought that Tweek was better off in Hell with Damien as opposed to being with him was one he didn't want to think about. Besides, it wasn't like he would've become this same person if Tweek had stayed…right?

A knock at the door pulled Craig from his thoughts. He went to the door and opened it without bothering to look out of the peephole to see who it might be. "Hello?" His eyes widened for a brief second as the fist of a very pissed off ebony man connected with his nose. He fell back onto his butt and grabbed at his face. "FUCK THAT HURTS!"

Token grabbed onto the front of Craig's shirt and threw him back against the couch before punching him again. "You stupid motherfucker! What the hell gives you the fucking right to do that to Clyde?"

"What?" Craig managed to get out through the pain in his face. He glanced behind Token and saw Clyde standing in the doorway still looking hurt from earlier, but also like he had resolved something he really wanted to.

Token punched him again. "Don't give me that shit! If you ever come near him again, I will kill you myself!" He pivoted on one foot and stomped over to Clyde, grabbing his hand and leading him away.

Craig slowly stood and stumbled over to the door to close it. So Clyde and Token were back together? Looked like his acting like a selfish asshole actually panned out for someone. He only wished that that someone had been him.