2/10: Crossdressing
Pairing: Crenny
Warnings: Blowjobs, Crossdressing
Word Count: 2802
Summary: Don't steal cookies from Princess Kenny.
Hi, I haven't slept since Tuesday night. It's nearly Friday. So I apologise if there are any glaring errors, I did read through this a few times before posting it but I am about to drop dead.
I hope you enjoy!
Craig sighed as he trudged up the stairs of his apartment building, happy that his work shift was over. He swore to God if he didn't have to help pay for his and his two lover's shitty little apartment, he'd tell his boss to fucking do one.
Tweek had taken over his shift, so he'd given the twitchy blonde fair warning that the day was going to be a shitshow, though working in a restaurant always is shit, it's just the depth of said shit that varies. Tweek had just waved him off saying that if he could deal with his parents' coffee shop practically on his own, he could deal with whatever this shithole could throw at him.
Craig was torn from his reverie when he reached the front door, he could hear music being played loudly from inside the apartment, and it wasn't even good, it kind of sounded like the opening to a teen anime. What the fuck was Kenny doing? He furrowed his brows as he unlocked and opened the door, the true volume of the music assaulting his ears, but also a pleasant, sweet smell seemed to permeate from the same location as the music.
"Jesus christ" Craig muttered to himself as he dumped his shoes, coat and hat next to the door before following the offending sound towards the kitchen. He was dumbfounded by what awaited him when he entered the room, Kenny was dressed in a floor length, pink and white dress reminiscent of the one he wore when they were children fighting over a stick, it must have been a custom job as the dress hugged the blonde's body like a glove. If Craig hadn't already known Kenny did this sometimes he would genuinely be wondering how, what looked to be a fairy-tale princess, had broken into their apartment to bake cookies. Though this was South Park after all.
Kenny was swaying to the music playing as he leaned over the sink, cleaning up what he'd used for baking the cookies that were sat on a rack on the counter behind him. Craig's gaze fell to the cookies, their smell almost irresistible to him as he crept toward the rack. The volume of the music would surely mask any sound Craig made but he didn't want to take the chance, Kenny had an acute sense of his surroundings at almost all times, he was just about impossible to sneak up on.
When he eventually reached arms length from the cookies, he swiftly swiped one and turned to make a quick retreat, he was about to celebrate his victory and take a bite from his prize when the music suddenly stopped and the apartment was plunged into a momentary silence.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Craig stood frozen in place, cookie held just in front of his mouth as he looked towards Kenny sheepishly. The blonde was stood with his arms crossed, the disappointment shown in the shaking of his head was betrayed by the smile trying to pull at his lips.
Craig also noticed Kenny was wearing make-up, and the noirette had to admit that he knew what he was doing, he wouldn't have guessed he'd be attracted to a make-up, he'd always found it a bit 'meh' on girls, but he couldn't help but take a moment to stare, Kenny looked… delicate. The well-maintained blonde wig framing his expertly contoured cheekbones, his winged eyeliner causing his bright blue eyes to pop from under his thick long lashes and his lips glistened a light pink. He was gorgeous. Craig was snapped back to reality when the blonde in front of him shifted, his foot tapping on the floor.
"I suggest you put that cookie down" Craig's expression didn't change, but Kenny noticed his eyes flick towards his only possible escape. There was a sudden loud crunch as Craig defiantly bit into the cookie and bolted out of the kitchen the way he came in, Kenny in hot pursuit, the chase didn't last long however as Craig didn't really have any intention of leaving the apartment. He ran for the living room instead, stopping at the far end before turning around and putting the cookie back between his teeth and raising his arms in a defensive position.
"You won't take me alive, princess" he says, though it's muffled by the cookie in his mouth and so sounds even more stupid than it would have normally. He was a grown man for christ's sake, yet here he was, about to fight another grown man dressed as a princess over a cookie. Kenny can't help the laugh that escapes him at Craig, and the situation in general as he gets into a fighting position of his own.
"I don't think you remember who you're dealing with, you know stealing from royalty is a serious offense right?" Kenny said with a smirk, but Craig knew exactly who he was dealing with. He could see Kenny's eyes scanning his entire body and his position in the room for possible weaknesses to exploit. He had watched Kenny go from Princess to Mysterion in an instant in the past, and that's what he was counting on. Craig loved a good spar, but it wasn't something he could really do with Tweek, the twitchy blonde could definitely fight, but he didn't like doing it unless he felt it necessary.
"Prove it" Craig mumbled simply, craving the challenge. The noirette stuffed the rest of the cookie in his mouth, much to the "horror" of Kenny, who looked melodramatically insulted by his actions, his mouth agape and a hand over his heart, but as soon as Craig had swallowed the last few crumbs, the blonde's expression turned semi-serious again and he pounced, Craig brought his arms up immediately to protect himself from the flurry of solid, but not full-power punches and kicks being thrown his way, occasionally managing to throw a couple of his own, Kenny was able to fight remarkably well in that dress, Craig had also managed to catch a flash of the white stockings under the skirt during a kick, which had distracted the noirette for not even a second, but it was long enough for Kenny to strike. He pushed forward and tackled Craig, sending them both tumbling to the floor.
Craig groaned in pain, trying to blink away the stars flashing behind his eyes after his head bounced off the barely carpeted floor. His vision eventually cleared to reveal Kenny's face above him, flushed from exertion and panting lightly, he quickly moved to try and grab the blonde to flip them, but Kenny was much faster, his eyes not leaving Craig's as he grasped his wrists tightly and pinned them above his head.
All Craig could do was watch Kenny's eyes, wide and slightly glossy, as they flicked from his own down to his lips and back again several times, Craig could sense an uncertainty in the blonde that he thought had settled by now, he was still not used to being involved with Craig and Tweek, so he craned his head upwards to the best of his ability to catch Kenny's lips in a firm kiss, trying to pour as much reassurance as he was capable of into the connection and it seemed to trigger something in the blonde, who suddenly pressed his body weight on top of Craig.
He made sure his head didn't hit the floor too hard again when Kenny pressed firmly into the kiss, teeth clacking as their tongues danced for dominance. Kenny suddenly ground his hips against Craig's eliciting possibly one of the most delicious sounds Kenny has ever heard from the noirette beneath him. The blonde paused, pulling away from the Craig to kiss along his jaw and down his throat to nuzzle behind the noirette's ear.
"Do you surrender, thief?" Kenny breathed, Craig knew he didn't have much chance of escaping the blonde now, but there was a devious glint in his lover's eye that he couldn't resist playing along with.
"I never surrender"
"Then I suppose I'm going to have to punish you" the way the words were whispered in his ear made Craig's teeth clench at the arousal spiking in his belly. He stayed silent as Kenny pushed himself off the floor, making sure to keep one foot firmly on the noirette's chest as he rose. The blonde slowly reached for the back of his dress, the crackling of a zipper barely heard over Craig's own breathing as he watched, entranced as the fabric slowly slid off Kenny's lean but muscular frame. Scars crisscrossed almost every inch of creamy skin revealed, but instead of marring the blonde's beauty, the noirette found they only made him more beautiful, each mark a memory of adversity that Kenny had overcome with just a little positivity, a lot of badassery and that gorgeous smile of his.
Craig's mouth fell open once the dress crumpled to the floor at Kenny's feet to reveal a pair of pink Brazilian briefs complete with white lace and a white garter belt that held his stockings to his well built thighs. Craig bit his lip as his eyes raked over the bulge tenting the thin pink fabric that encased it. "Like what you see?" Kenny murmured teasingly as he turned to show Craig just how well the lingerie framed his sculpted ass.
"Oh fuck…" Craig absentmindedly muttered to himself as he felt his mouth go dry, any semblance of sass gone from his mind and a low whine escaping his throat as he ran his palms up the soft fabric of the stockings before making contact with the skin he so desperately wanted to touch, but no sooner had the pads of his fingertips found their goal, Kenny swatted them away, tutting condescendingly.
The blonde suddenly turned and grabbed Craig by his shirt, pulling him up from the floor to crush his lips against the noirette's. Craig groaned as he felt Kenny's fingers curl into his hair, the blonde's tongue sliding against his own as Craig reached round to wrap his palms around those perfect ass cheeks, pulling Kenny's hips against his own and smirking at the gasp, the blonde's resolve weakening only for a second before he was back to the unfazeable princess.
"Get on your knees" Kenny breathed against Craig's lips, the noirette raised an eyebrow, looking like he was going to protest being ordered around. "I said get on your knees thief." Craig suddenly felt a kick to the back of his knee that sent him off balance enough for the blonde to firmly push his shoulders down, forcing him to kneel, fingers digging into his flesh to hold him there. "Now beg for my forgiveness, that I might lessen your punishment."
Kenny revelled in the way Craig balked at that, his eyes growing wide in a rare moment of candour. If there was one thing Kenny knew about Craig Tucker, it's that he did not beg, ever, but the blonde couldn't deny the fire that coursed through his veins at the prospect that he might. As expected, once Craig got over his initial shock at the statement, his lips curled into a small smirk as his eyes dropped to the floor, his head shaking side to side almost unnoticeably. Kenny smirked, his hand moving from his lover's shoulder to lovingly caress his soft, ebony hair, before roughly grabbing a handful and yanking firmly. Craig gasped as his head snapped backwards, forced to look into Kenny's bright blue eyes, an inferno of arousal and amusement blazing behind the glossy orbs. "I have all day" Kenny practically sung, his grip not loosening for a second. He was expecting Craig to try and hit him, he was preparing to roll away quickly to begin their battle anew. Then he heard it.
"Please…" It was barely audible, Kenny would have surely missed it had he not watched Craig's lips move around the word. "Please, I was wrong, I shouldn't have stolen from you. Please spare my life beautiful princess." It was said in his lover's usual monotone, but with just the tiniest hint of need. Kenny's mouth gaped as he watched, the noirette's eyes were downcast, his cheeks red with a heat that the blonde could practically feel. Kenny shuddered, a heat pooling deep in his gut that threatened all control he'd managed to gain.
"What are you going to do to make it up to me?" Kenny managed to speak, albeit breathless. Silver eyes shot up to lock with baby blue, a glint of challenge glimmering behind them.
"Anything" The sultry growl caused Kenny to exhale shakily, the thoughts of what he could do to the devastatingly attractive man in front of him firing in his mind's eye at a million miles a second, his grip on Craig's hair faltered slightly before he managed to pull himself back together. He ran his fingers gently down Craig's cheek to below his chin, holding it lovingly as he stroked the pad of his thumb across the noirette's bottom lip.
"You've got a real pretty mouth, Tucker. As much as I love hearing you beg for me, I can think of better uses for it." Craig shivered as the words were purred to him, Kenny's gaze was like a million white hot needles piercing his skin and he loved it. He made sure to keep his eyes on Kenny's face as he reached to pull the blonde's now dripping erection from it's confines, the organ stood tall and thick, the reddened flesh a stark contrast against his milky stomach.
Kenny just watched wordlessly as Craig flicked his tongue out tentatively, collecting the precum drooling from the tip and swallowing the bitter liquid. His hands ran over any exposed skin he could reach, occasionally raking his nails along, causing Kenny's hips to twitch forward.
"Fuuuck… You're so fucking pretty" Kenny whined as Craig wrapped his lips around the head of the blonde's member, sucking softly before hollowing his cheeks and delving down to the base. Kenny's fingers worked their way back into his hair, the pads gently massaging his scalp in silent encouragement as small gasps and whispered curses left his lips. Craig groaned around the length in his mouth, struggling to keep Kenny's hips from forcing it too far down his throat, he couldn't explain why being called pretty in that tone of voice made his dick twitch in his jeans, but he shook the thought away to look up at Kenny, his eyes were closed with a look of pure ecstasy on in his face. The lipgloss had been smudged across his cheek and chin and there was a thin sheen of sweat covering his forehead, and Kenny had called him pretty.
"Yeah baby, just like that, fuck Craig you're so good at this" Craig inwardly smirked at the blonde's rambling, he could tell by the way the blonde's hips kept snapping forwards that he was getting close to the edge. The noirette reached to grab the globes of Kenny's ass again to pull the blonde into him, his jaw ached and there was saliva dripping down his chin, but neither seemed to care as Kenny's cries were reduced to high pitched whines.
Kenny's fingers tightened in Craig's hair again and he threw his head back and choked on a curse before Craig felt hot spurts of liquid fill his mouth. He gulped it down, careful to not gag on the slightly unpleasant taste as he worked to milk Kenny dry.
Kenny pulled away when Craig's continued sucking started to overstimulate him, his thighs shook slightly and his chest heaved for precious oxygen. He opened his eyes just in time to see Craig wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, panting just as hard. The noirette was truly a sight to behold, flushed cheeks and lust glossed eyes so beautiful that Kenny wanted to drop to the floor and take the noirette then and there.
'But this was supposed to be a punishment' Kenny thought to himself as his eyes caught sight of the painful looking tent in his lover's jeans. Kenny smirked and sank to the floor in front of Craig, pressing their lips together for a slow, deep kiss, his fingers deftly dipping below denim to lightly stroke along hard, hot skin. Craig groaned wantonly at the touch, his hips subconsciously bucking towards the contact.
"If you wanted me to return the favour-" Kenny cooed against Craig's lips, feeling ultimate satisfaction at the way the noirette whimpered at the idea. "You shouldn't have stolen from me" the blonde finishes matter-of-factly, pulling his hand away and quickly getting up to saunter back to the kitchen, leaving Craig wide-eyed and wanting on the living room floor.
