4/10: Sexting/Teasing

Pairing: Twenny

Warnings: Masturbation, Obsessive use of italics for emphasis, POV switch like woah, Sexting, Spontaneous switch from Token to Tolkein, I can't be bothered to go back and correct the past chapters. I'm part of the problem, I know.

Word Count: 1727

Heyyyy! I know it's been nearly 4 years, but I have insomnia again so lemme just drop this right here.


Kenny had just awoke from one of the most intense sex dreams he'd ever had, the kind that seemed so real that he still swore he could feel the phantom brush of fingers across his skin. The kind that in order to sate the raging swirl of hormones within, one could not simply crack one off and be done with it.

There was a serious problem with this though, since Kenny was alone and both of his lovers were in class. Craig would be off to work immediately after, so there was no point in trying to tease him as it would only earn him a swift punch in the dick later. Tweek, however, did not have work and he would be finished with class soon.

But Kenny was an impatient man, especially after Craig had uncharacteristically gushed about his night with Tweek after Tolkein's house party. Kenny listened with wide-eyed wonder as Craig described how Tweek had manhandled him so confidently and even, probably in the heat of the moment, talked dirty. Kenny couldn't help the swell of pride he'd felt in his chest, knowing he'd given the smaller blonde that last little push he needed to go through with it.

Kenny also felt that he absolutely needed some of that, the burning desire to feel the usually timid blonde push him down and ravish him the way he had Craig, see those wide emerald orbs glow with the same possessive lust that had turned Craig to putty so quickly.

He groaned at the thought, sections of his dream replaying themselves in his mind as he felt himself grow impossibly harder, the strain below his sweatpants becoming painful at this point. With the last of his barely-existent resolve breaking, Kenny picked up his phone, tapping out a quick message to Tweek and firing it off.

He really didn't want to, but he felt he should start slow. He didn't know if Tweek had ever done this before and the last thing he wanted was to make Tweek uncomfortable. Well… unless it's in a good way.

Tweak startled as he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he had been starting to fall asleep during his lecture, just not really in the mood for learning today. He looked around, the hall wasn't very full and nobody had seemed to notice that his soul had just violently reentered his body. He let out a soft sigh of relief, pulling his phone out as discreetly as possible to read the message.

From: Kenny, 11:29am

I'm bored

Tweek's eye twitched as he read the words on the screen. Kenny was bored? He was at home and could do anything he wanted! Meanwhile, Tweek was stuck in a lecture hall, silence only broken by the painfully monotone voice of his professor that threatened to completely shut down his already disengaged brain.

Kenny had barely put the phone down before it vibrated again.

From: Tweek, 11:32am

You just woke me up, so I think I'm more bored than you are.

He grinned at the response, chuckling to himself as he pulled up the camera and snapped a quick picture before firing off another message.

Tweek had been expecting a response, so kept the phone in his lap while he waited. He didn't want to condone Kenny messaging him during class and he usually wouldn't respond unless it was an emergency, but he was so fucking bored.

Tweek opened the message and immediately rolled his eyes, though an absent smile crawled across his face the longer he looked.

From: Kenny, 11:34am

I bet I could keep you entertained

Tweek had to admit that Kenny looked cute in the picture, his hair was all messed up from the bed he evidently hadn't left yet, the eye that wasn't winking at him still cloudy with sleep indicating the taller blonde hadn't been awake long. A mix of thick and small scars forking across the creamy skin of the other blonde's shoulders that Tweek found he really wanted to run his tongue along. The intrusive thought suddenly brought Tweak back to reality and he shook his head to try and rid himself of it, failing miserably. He may be bored but he didn't fancy the pressure of trying to hide a boner from his classmates.

From: Tweek, 11:37am

And how, pray tell, are you going to do that?

Kenny nibbled his lip, suddenly a little nervous, but the brain between his legs soon took back over as he pulled up the camera again, making sure to put on the best "do me" eyes he'd ever made before quickly tapping out his response. He released a shaky breath he didn't realise he'd been holding as he pressed send.

Tweek's breath left him in a quiet 'whoosh' when he opened Kenny's next message, the hand holding his phone trembling slightly in his suddenly white-knuckled grip.

From: Kenny, 11:39am

I could tell you about the dream I just had about you

Tweek found that he couldn't look away from the hooded azure eyes staring back at him from his phone. He had only seen that look in Kenny's eyes a couple of times before, but never directed at him. It had only been when Craig had fucked him just right, when he'd reached a level of ecstacy where the predator in him gave way and he'd just lose control, scream for more, faster, harder.

Tweek grit his teeth as he heard Kenny's cries in his memories, willing the tightness in his gut to go away as he was still painfully aware of where he was. This wasn't fair. He knew where this was going and he didn't want to continue this conversation while he was in public, but fuck he wanted to know what he'd done to be rewarded with that look. He looked at the time, suddenly aware he was breathing a little harder than before.

From: Tweek, 11:45am

Tell me.

The response was short but oh god did it send a shock straight to Kenny's cock as he imagined Tweek saying the words with the same predatory tone the smaller blonde had spoken with in his dream. His fingers tapped furiously as he tried to pack as much context into as few words as possible for his reply.

He whimpered as he reached beneath his sweatpants to wrap a hand around his painfully hard dick, unable to resist touching himself any longer.

From: Kenny, 11:49am

You just had total control of me, I'd want resist, but you're so hot when you order me around that I can't help but obey

Tweek held his breath, his own mind's eye playing a scene for him that was definitely not appropriate for his location. He couldn't even hear his professor anymore, the pounding in his ears easily overpowering the contents of his lecture.

Kenny had that same look, but his bottom lip was pulled between his teeth and his arm was placed suspiciously, Tweek had no doubt about what the other blonde was currently doing and it was doing all sorts of sinful things to his mind and body.

He briefly looked around, making sure nobody was looking at him before he closed his eyes and tried to slow his breathing. This was so wrong and he was entirely out of his comfort zone, but couldn't deny the exhilaration he felt simultaneously. When he opened his eyes he saw he'd received another message from Kenny, his jaw dropping open once his shaking finger tapped on the notification.

One of Kenny's eyes was clenched shut, the other open just enough to see the lust clouded azure orb gazing back back at him wantonly. His face was flushed and there was a thin sheen of sweat across the other blonde's forehead and collarbone.

From: Kenny, 11:50am

Let me see you… please

Tweek's empty hand gripped his chair, he ripped his eyes away from his phone to scan the hopefully oblivious fellow occupants of the room before falling back to the screen, the image making his toes curl in his shoes.

His hands were shaking so badly he had barely been able to read the request, but nonetheless he pulled open the camera. He felt a little shame at how obviously flustered he looked, but quickly took the picture and sent it without a message before throwing his phone in his bag. He only had a few minutes left and he still needed to be able to walk through campus and get home.

Kenny gripped the headboard with his free hand as he stroked himself vigorously with the other, his sweatpants having now been pushed down to his knees and his phone lying on the bed beside him. He was almost afraid that he wouldn't get a response, that he'd gone too far and scared Tweek off, but he wasn't really thinking anymore. All he knew was that he needed to see Tweek's face, see if their exchange had managed to light the spark in Tweek's eyes he so desperately wanted to see, so scrambled to grab his phone when it vibrated.

"Oh f-fuck" Kenny felt a shiver down his spine, unable to supress the words in response to the image before him. He'd definitely achieved his goal, there was a deep pink dusting Tweek's pale cheeks and his glossy lips were slightly agape as if he was gasping for breath. Though what pushed Kenny over the precipice he had been teetering on since he woke up, was the dark cloud in his emerald gaze, a look so predatory it could easily rival Craig's.

Kenny dropped his phone onto his chest in favour of biting into the back of his hand in order to muffle his loud keen as he released over his hand and stomach, his body arching from the bed and hips twitching from the intensity.

He was still panting lightly when he reached for the tissues on the bedside table to clean himself, the whirlwind of hormones inside a little more settled yet still not fully sated. He bit his lip as he pulled his sweatpants back over his hips and hopped out of bed to grab a drink, feeling his body soon begin to buzz anew with the anticipation of what Tweek may have in store for him once he returned.


There will be more to this, but I'm going to use it for another kink so you'll have to wait. Hopefully not for 4 years, but yeah. Sorry!

I hope you enjoyed!