Wow, this took an absurd amount of time to update. It's weird though, because I started 3 other chapters, but they don't really go anywhere. But at least we have this one, which is what happens when I read non-Buttman fics.
Enjoy, I own nothing, reviews are nice!
Butters wakes up and gets ready for school. He's feeling oddly invigorated, he must have gotten more hours of sleep than he thought. He's eating breakfast when he suddenly recalls he has to drive himself to school, Eric wasn't going to pick him up today. He feels butterflies in his stomach when he thinks about him. He finishes up his meal and heads off to school.
Once inside the building, Butters scans the hallway and smiles when he sees Eric at his locker. He walks over to him.
"Morning!" He chirps, a huge smile on his face.
"Morning, Butters," Eric replies, not as eagerly, still looking through his locker.
Butters leans in to kiss him but Cartman pulls back, a look of disgust on his face.
"What are you doing?" He asks the blond.
Butters doesn't reply, he's simply shocked that Eric would react this way.
"Look, Butters, I know you've had a crush on me for, like, ever, but you have got quit it with this shit. Especially since I'm with someone now."
Before Butters can ask who it is, Wendy trots along from the other side of the hallway.
"Morning, Eric," she says with a smile.
"Good morning!" Cartman replies, leaning over to kiss her.
Butters feels like he's about to faint, what is happening?
"Later, Butters," Eric says over his shoulder. He closes his locker, puts an arm around Wendy's waist, and the two walk away.
For the rest of the day Butters has to watch as Eric and Wendy act all sweet with each other. They sit together in every class they have, he catches them holding hands and whispering to each other in the hallways, and during lunch they're sitting together and laughing.
Once school is over Butters walks to his car and turns his head in time to see Wendy climb into the passenger seat of Cartman's truck. His hand is trembling as he tries to unlock his door when suddenly he feels a pair of hands on his waist and gets spun around.
"There you are, I've been looking all over for you," Kenny purrs, pushing himself close to Butters and leaning over to suck on his neck.
Butters has his hands up and tries to push Kenny away, now he's the one who's disgusted. To add to his distress he looks up and sees Cartman drive away with Wendy in his truck.
No! No! None of this is right at all!
Butters shot up from his dream, limbs flailing and he was panting. He was tangled up in his blankets and hastily pulled them off and threw them on the ground. He looked around but he was alone in his room. He got up quickly from his bed and turned his computer off of sleep mode. He went to his Facebook page and checked to see his relationship status. His heart calmed down when he read "in a relationship with Eric Cartman."
He put his computer to sleep again and walked over to his nightstand and grabbed his phone. He wanted to call Eric but it was three in the morning. He went to his text messages. The last text he sent to Eric was "G'night" and three heart emojis. Eric responded with "Nite" and one heart emoji. Suddenly that seemed really telling to Butters. Maybe Cartman didn't love him as much as he thought, or else why did he only send one heart?
Butters shook his head; he was being silly. He went to his closet and pulled out the flannel shirt Eric gave him that he had hung. He held it close and smelled it. It smelled like his boyfriend. Quickly, Butters took off his shirt and dropped it on the floor. He put on the flannel and buttoned it up. It was a little too big for him, but he didn't care, it was comfortable and soft and smelled like Eric.
He slipped back into bed and to lull himself to sleep he thought back to the day when Eric gave him his shirt:
Butters giggled as Eric kissed the side of his face and neck. They're in his room, his parents gone for the evening. They had just finished making love and Cartman was still on top of him, kissing him. He moved his hands from the brunette's forearms to his back and pulled him down to kiss him on the lips. They spun around on the bed and now Butters was on top of Eric, his arms still around his neck.
Eventually, the two parted, content and satisfied. Butters rolled over to the edge of the bed to find his shirt. He saw Eric's discarded flannel and decided to put that on instead. He then snuggled into Cartman's chest and felt absolutely wonderful.
They laid in bed for a while longer but then Eric pulled away.
"I should get going before your parents come home," he said, fishing for his pants and boxers and putting them on.
Butters was still lying lavishly on his bed, wrapped up warm and cozy in Eric's flannel.
"You can stay, I'll hide you away in my closet," he told Eric.
After putting on his shirt, Cartman leaned over and kissed him. Butters then got up and put his pants on as well and walked with Eric to his front door.
Butters made to take off the flannel but Eric stopped him.
"Keep it, it looks better on you, anyway."
"But you're going to get cold."
"I'm heading straight home, I'll be fine."
He leaned over and kissed Butters one last time before heading off.
. . . . .
Butters was eating cereal, his head leaned against a hand, the dream running through his head. For a moment he considered wearing Eric's flannel to school, but decided against it. Cartman would get upset, that was a special gift between the two of them. So the blond hung it up again and changed into his own clothes.
Halfway through his meal he got a text from Eric: "I'm outside."
Butters slurped up the remainder of the bowl and headed out. When he got into Eric's truck he saw him looking through his backpack.
"Shit, I think I forgot something at home, I'm going to have to drive back-"
Butters interrupted him with a fervent kiss.
"Good morning to you too," Eric said, smiling, kissing Butters again.
It turned out that Cartman did have what he was looking for and the two headed off to school.
The day went by as usual. Butters felt uneasy when he was paired up with Kenny for the day's lab assignment in science class, but Kenny's easy-goingness soon made him forget all about his terrible dream. And it didn't hurt that he spent most of the period flirting with Bebe instead of helping Butters with their assignment. But Butters was all too happy to let Kenny sweet talk anyone as long as it wasn't him.
He was feeling pretty good until school ended. He was walking towards Eric's locker from his last class and felt his breath catch as he saw Wendy with Cartman. The two were chatting and laughing together. The blond took a deep breath and walked over to them, all smiles.
"Hey, Butters," Wendy smiled at him.
Cartman grabbed him by the waist and kissed the top of his head. "Ready to go?"
Butters nodded.
Eric closed his locker and the three headed towards his truck.
"Wendy and I have a presentation due tomorrow," Eric explained when Butters turned to look at him.
"This makes for the third presentation I've had in two weeks. They're over working us," Wendy complained. "I also have an essay due the day after tomorrow, the work load never ends."
At the truck Wendy headed to Eric's side and took the seat behind the driver's. Butters eyed her from his seat in the front but she had pulled out her phone by then and was texting someone.
"Can I come over too?" Butters asked Cartman.
"Sure, if you want. We're just going to be working on the presentation, though."
"That's fine," Butters replied. He looked out the window and suddenly he remembered another presentation Eric and Wendy did together when they were eight. He was definitely going to stay with them.
. . . . .
Butters was laying on Cartman's bed reading as the other two worked on the floor. He was actually pretty bored, but he refused to leave.
"Tell Bebe she's a stupid skank who's slept with half the school," Cartman tells Wendy after she relayed a not so kind message from the buxom blond to him.
Wendy typed away and after receiving a new message started laughing. "She says you're just jealous because you can never have her or half of the school."
"Tell her she's the jealous one 'cause I'm dating the one guy she wants but can never have."
Butters blushed at this. He and Bebe were just friends and either way he was in no mood to joke about relationships.
Wendy got a new message and started laughing so hard she just gives Eric her phone so he can read the message. He snorted and handed the phone to Butters.
Butters read the text, it just said: "Touché."
He rolled his eyes and handed the phone back to Cartman.
"That's too funny," Wendy sighed when she got her phone back.
Eric turned to look at Butters, who did not look amused at all.
"You okay?" He asked the blond, poking his leg.
"I'm fine," Butters answered curtly, not looking away from his book.
"We're just messing around, Butters," Wendy told him.
"Okay."
"What's with you? You've been acting weird all day," Eric asked, annoyed.
"Nothing's with me, I told you I'm fine," he answered, turning to look at Cartman.
"Liar," the brunette answered flatly.
He dropped the subject, though, and continued working on the project. Seeing the snacks were running out, Butters got up to grab some more.
He was looking through the refrigerator when he felt someone watching him.
"I said I'm fine," he told Eric without turning around.
"And I know you're not, so what's up?" Cartman asked from the door, arms crossed.
Butters looked up at him momentarily. He grabbed the sour cream from the fridge and went to the counter to put some on the plate they've been using for chips.
Eric sighed and walked over to him. He leaned against the counter and watched Butters.
"You're really not going to tell me what's wrong?"
"It's stupid," Butters said, shaking his head.
"Well, stupid or not, it's upsetting you."
Butters looked at Eric. "I had a really bad dream."
"What about?"
Butters looked back at the plate of chips. "I dreamt you and Wendy were going out. I had gotten to school and found you. I was going to kiss you but you pulled away and gave me this gross look and then Wendy came and you guys were all lovey-dovey, and then Kenny came out of nowhere and apparently I was dating him. It was awful."
"Ew," Eric said, scrunching up his nose. "That does sound awful."
"I woke up and put on your flannel to make myself feel better," Butters admitted.
Eric leaned over to kiss him. "Rest assured that absolutely no part of that dream is going to come true."
"It was just really vivid, that's what's getting to me. Everything was so clear and it seared into my brain."
"I'm sorry." Again, Cartman leaned over to kiss him.
Butters dropped what he was doing and threw his arms around Eric, pulling him close and kissing him hard. After a few minutes they pulled away.
"We should probably head back upstairs," Butters said, finishing up with the chip plate and putting the sour cream away.
He yelped when he felt Eric's lips on his neck and the brunette's hands wandered from his waist to the front of his pants.
"Wait, Eric… Someone will see…" Butters held the handle of the fridge to steady himself and moaned when he felt Cartman's hand slide into his pants.
"No one will see," Eric assured Butters, kissing the back of the blond's neck.
Butters let go of the fridge and put his hands over Eric's arms. He sighed when he felt Cartman's free hand caress his stomach. He bit down on his lip to keep from crying out, but he arched his back and came into Eric's hand.
Butters fell back, but Eric held him up easily as the blond caught his breath.
Cartman reached over for a paper towel from the kitchen counter and cleaned Butters and himself up.
"Feeling better?" He asked Butters, who meekly nodded.
Butter stood up and fixed his pants, then the two headed back upstairs, snacks in hand.
"We're almost done, you just need to type up your concluding paragraph," Wendy told Eric when the two entered the room.
She didn't acknowledge their long absence, knowing she didn't want to hear about it. She did notice, however, that Butters looked visibly more relaxed.
Cartman finished his part and the two practiced their presentation in front of Butters a few times before Wendy called it a night.
"I'll drive you home," Eric said, standing up.
"Don't bother yourself, I can just walk home," Wendy said.
"It's late, it's fine," he insisted.
"Would it be weird if I just stay here?" Butters asked, lying on Eric's bed.
"You know it isn't," Cartman responded, smiling.
. . . . .
"So, what was up with him, if I may ask?" Wendy asked once they were in Eric's truck.
"He dreamt we were dating and that he was dating Kenny," Eric responded.
"Ew." Wendy scrunched her noise. "That dream upset him that much?"
"I think in his dream he was still conscious of the fact the he loves me, and he said it was really vivid, so…"
"Aw, poor thing. That sounds terrible," Wendy said, shaking her head, feeling sorry for Butters.
Soon they pulled up at Wendy's house. "Thanks for the ride!" She said as she jumped out of the truck.
"Yeah." Cartman waved at her and then sped back home, excited in knowing that Butters alone in his room can only mean something good for him.
When he arrived home Eric made a conscious effort to not run upstairs, he didn't want to seem too eager, but when he opened the door her wasn't disappointed. Butters was curled up in bed, wearing Eric's pajama top and no pants, while reading his book.
"What am I suppose to wear?" Eric teased as he walked over to the bed and placed himself on top of the blond.
Butters was still on his side reading and shrugged, but Cartman could see the smile tugging the side of his mouth. He leaned down and kissed the blond's temple. Butters still wasn't moving so Eric trailed kisses from his temple, to his cheek and jaw, down to his neck. The blond closed his book and closed his eyes, there was a huge smile on his face now.
"Feeling better?" Cartman asked.
"Way better," Butters replied.
"I think it's really cute you hated that dream so much."
Eric pressed his lips to the edge of Butter's mouth.
Butters smile was gone as he thought about his dream. He turned on his back so he was facing him. He reached up and ran a hand through Eric's hair a few times before leaving it on his cheek. Cartman turned his head and kissed the palm of Butters' hand.
"How terrible would it be if this was the dream and that was reality?" Cartman joked.
"Don't say that!" Butters shouted, pulling his hand back. "It was a really horrible dream. I don't know what I'd do if I ever saw you with someone else."
Cartman kissed him on the lips. "And you think I want to see you with someone else?"
He pushed himself from Butters and laid on his back next to him.
"It's probably better that it was your dream and not mind or else I would have kicked Kenny's ass and canceled on Wendy," Eric said, looking up at the ceiling.
Butters turned on his side to face him. He was propped up on his elbow, head in hand, and smiled.
"What weird universe exists where we're dating them instead of each other?" Butters asked.
"I feel bad for that me, that's for sure."
Butters put his arm on Eric's chest and cuddled close to him. Cartman gently pulled away and changed into his pajama pants, which Butters still left for him to wear. He crawled into bed and both drifted to sleep.
. . . . .
"Ah… Eric… AH!" Butters moans underneath Cartman.
He leans down to kiss his sex kitten, who's back is arched. This is Eric's favorite part, but before either of them can cum he feels something prodding his own anus.
"What the fuck?" Eric turns around and sees another Butters kneeling behind him. "Aaaah!" He moans when Butters 2 enters him.
Now Butters 2 is thrusting into him as he's still pumping away at Butters 1.
Cartman has no idea what's going on, and turns back towards Butters 1 when he sees three hard cocks in front of him. He looks up and sees three new Butters kneeling in front of him.
The one in the middle, Butters 3, juts his hips forward so the base of his dick rubs against Cartman's mouth.
"C'mon, Eric," he moans.
Still confused, Eric presses his lips to the tip of Butters 3's penis before sucking him off.
He closes his eyes but then feels something poking him on either cheek. He opens them again to see Butters 4 and 5's penises hitting him. Eric, hesitantly, lifts his hands up and starts jerking off both of those Butters while still giving 3 a blow job, being fucked by 2, and fucking 1.
As sick as it seems, Eric has never been so turned on before in his life. Doing all of his favorite things with these many Butters at the same time, he felt himself cumming.
When he came all the Butters came as well. Cartman fell to his side and panted hard. He wiped his face and realized his was covered in cum.
Cartman bolted awake. He could feel stickiness between his legs and groaned, he hadn't had a wet dream in years.
He turned and saw Butters curled up in his bed, his back towards him and the blanket up to his chin. The blond hadn't woken up. He fell back down onto the bed and laid there until his breathing evened out. He then grabbed a few tissues from his nightstand and cleaned himself up.
Eric turned to look at Butters and then pulled him close so he was spooning the blond. He swore to himself he would never tell another living soul that he had a wet dream about having group sex with multiple Butters or else he would never hear the end of it.
You guys don't understand how satisfying it was to write Eric's dream.
I have this other imaginationland fic in the woodworks and I was thinking of having that scene take place in imaginationland, but that fic isn't suppose to be smutty so we got it here instead.
Also, I actually do like Bunny and Candy a lot, but at the end of the day I think we all know where my true allegiance lies. And it was very satisfying for me, just in general, to have a fic where Butters and Cartman acknowledge those pairings but disapprove of them.