A/N - There is Smut in his chapter, I've placed a line for those who want to skip over that part, you won't miss anything storyline wise.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Ky?" Stan's voice filled Kyle's senses as he stared down at the marked map in front of him. Kyle had been hunched over the coffee table in Eric's living room. He had stuck true to his word, he knew exactly where the Agency's hideouts were and he had circled them with a beat-up sharpie.
"I don't have a choice Stan, they threatened my life and something has to be done." Kyle trailed off at the end of the statement.
"Besides if they go after me, who's to say they won't go after you, or Wendy, or even Butters next?" Kyle's brows were creased in concentration.
"I can't let them do that." he finished.
"He's right Hippy." Eric's voice filled the room as came out of his office. Most of them were waiting for him to even show up. He was always late, the Don ran on his own time apparently. Kyle looked up from his fixation on the crinkled map and placed the sharpie down. Kyle let a sigh escape his lips as he straightened up, his eyes fixed on Cartman for a moment before nodding. He looked tired but determined.
"The map is ready, what are your orders, boss?" he asked.
Eric sat down and placed his elbows on his knees before placing his chin on his palms. He was examining the map in front of him with his brows furrowed. He was in a state of thought and planning. Kyle caught himself staring before turning his attention back to the map. It was a typical gas station map of the South Park area, it was creased and frumpled from being shoved in Kyle's pocket.
"Craig, you take Tweek, Clyde, and Token with you to the North Park location," Cartman finally spoke up. He was pointing to the crudely drawn circle on the map.
Craig stepped forward and took a picture of the map with his phone and then pocketed it. He looked at Eric for a moment and nodded "You got it," he said before stepping back to his group. Tweek was gripping onto a coffee cup that seemed to be his lifeline. Craig whispered something in his ear and he nodded, placing his coffee down he pulled his backpack off his back and opened it. Inside were a few weapons and gloves, including a strange bottle with a rag hanging out of it.
Craig seemed to be pleased with what was in the bag as he leaned over and kissed his boyfriend's cheek. Kyle turned his head back to the scene in front of him as Cartman spoke again. That was when he realized the attention was on him. Mainly on Cartman's part, Kyle raised an eyebrow in question.
"So, now that a certain someone is paying attention, that leaves our team, we take the South district, Butters you have the goods?"
"Yeppers, Eric right here in this bag," Butters said and lifted a black and tan bookbag. Eric nodded in approval and then his eyes landed on him and he pulled something out of his belt and placed it on the table on top of the map, it was a pistol. Kyle eyed it before looking up at Cartman.
"I know you have this slasher movie thing going on with your knife, but I'd rather you use this, it'll put my mind more at ease," Eric said and pushed it over. Kyle blinked before picking it up the metal was cold in his hands and it felt heavier than the knife that he was used to. Kyle had always used a knife as it made less noise and it tended to be slower and more painful.
God, he sounded sadistic.
He placed it down on his lap and gave Eric a small grateful smile.
"Thanks, Eric."
He only got a lopsided grin in return, "Don't mention it,"
Kyle watched as Craig's group left the room, all he could think of was the chaos that would be on the news tonight. That left the small group of Stan, Kenny, Butters, Eric, Wendy, and himself. It was a rather ragtag group in his opinion but they just worked and if he was to be honest with himself, he wouldn't have it any other way.
"Let's go team, try not to die on me tonight," Cartman said and stood up from his chair and headed towards the door. Kyle nodded and folded the map and placed it in his pocket. He also looped the gun around his belt and made sure the safety was on.
Stan still seemed unsure but Wendy grasped his hand and squeezed in reassuringly. Kyle didn't know what was going through his best friend's head but he was aware the other was worried about him. It was painfully obvious that what they were doing was dangerous, they were waltzing right into enemy territory, as much as he loved Eric, he wasn't sure in the confidence that the other had. Everything would be fine though, they probably weren't even expecting them.
The group made their way out of the door and headed into Eric's car, it was cramped but they managed to all fit into the back and front.
They set off down the street and deeper into the Southern part of town.
Deeper into the Southern District wasn't much, it was the older and more run-down area of town. It was considered the shell of the old South Park before the town expanded and became more modernized and bustling. Here buildings were boarded up here and there, broken windows made Kyle feel nostalgic as the buildings were places from his childhood. Once the city expanded the businesses moved into the more populated parts and their old locations turned to shambles.
"This place is sad," Kenny said with his face pressed to the glass.
"It's strange how time can just change everything," he continued.
"Yeah," Stan agreed.
Kyle was about to open his mouth to speak but the car came to a stop.
"We're here boys and girls, we're walking the rest of the way," Eric said and shut the car off and pocketed his keys before exiting. Kyle swallowed what little hesitation he had now that they were real and this was most definitely happening. He exited the car and soon the others followed. He placed the map back in his pocket and fell into step with Cartman. His focus was on the walls that skirted the sidewalk they were walking on. There was a fence that was open in the middle nearby.
"There, through that opening, there is a building that they hide out in." Kyle pointed.
"You seem like you came here often," Wendy said.
"It was my job to, simple as that." Kyle didn't want to talk details about his time in the Agency, it wasn't exactly his best set of memories. They weren't as friendly and family-like as the mafia, which was strange as the mafia was supposed to be feared and ruthless, he guessed it was just because they were his friends.
He wondered if it was different for the lower-ranking members of the mob.
They stopped in front of the gap and Kyle stared at the small shack-looking building, it had lights on and there was noise coming from it. Probably the most life this district had, the district was claimed by a gang, and people tended not to stick around.
Kyle felt bitterness running through his body as he heard laughter coming from the cracked window. They were putting everything he knew in jeopardy, those fuckers inside probably would chomp at the bit if they knew he was out here. He was a dollar sign to them, he wasn't even human.
So they wouldn't be human to him.
"I'm going to do it."
"What?" Stan said.
"Give me the Molotov, Butters. If they want to kill me, I'll kill them first." He said softly.
"Well- alright Kyle," Butters said and handed him the makeshift weapon.
Eric watched with interest with a dark expression. As soon as the bottle was placed in Kyle's hands he headed forward the window and tried to be stealthy as he could be by standing right beside the window, just out of sight. He pulled a lighter out of his pocket and lit the rag. In one swift motion, he tossed it right through the cracked window.
He took off as fast as he could to get out of the area. He heard the explosion behind him and froze, he had just done that. Laughter turned into screams and he turned to Eric, who met his glance.
"We should probably run now," Kyle said.
"Yeah probably." was the response.
With that, they all took off to Eric's car. Eric started the car up with quick precision and tires skidded with a loud screech as they tore down the backroads heading back into the more populated areas. Kyle felt a little shaken up and felt someone touch his shoulder making him tense up.
"Kyle, you did a good job, it was what needed to be done."
A job well done? He kind of just committed mass murder. Not even kind of he did.
Kyle looked over at the person who touched his shoulder and saw Wendy with a reassuring smile. Though he knew she was right, he had his reasons for being the one that threw the bottle. It was defense, his life was on the line if they didn't have a few casualties.
Kyle nodded and looked out the front window, his eyes catching glimpses of his friends who seemed at more ease than him. He took in a deep breath and a sardonic smile crossed his face, yeah he couldn't be a hypocrite now, he had blood on his hands before, this was no different. He was no saint, if anything he was a sinner.
The ride was pretty much quiet after that and as soon as they pulled into Eric's driveway he was the first one out. He turned on his heels to watch the others as they got out as well. Straightening his beanie he waited for the others to join him at the front door.
As soon as they were inside the first thing Kyle did when they came inside turn on the news.
"We have breaking news this hour, you're not seeing things two fires are burning on the North and South Districts. They appear to be man-made fires with multiple casualties. Police have no comment at this moment, but it does appear to be foul-play."
"Damn that was fast," Kenny whistles
"We live in a dull town, Ken, this is probably the most interesting news story they've had in months," Butters said.
"Other than the multiple murders?"
Kyle rolled his eyes at that and moved over to the couch and settled down to watch the news report. Soon the low murmurs of the TV and the warm air in the house lulled him into a more calm state. His eyes closed and he was only aware of a dip in the couch beside him and he felt an arm wrap around his waist. He hummed softly and leaned into the body next to him.
"Oh so sleeping beauty isn't actually asleep." Eric mused.
"Only halfway," Kyle said and opened his eyes, surprised to see the room empty beside Eric and himself.
"Everyone's gone home, you did fall asleep on the couch. It took it out of you didn't it?" Eric said in a soft tone.
Kyle pressed his lips together and his shoulders sagged, "This whole month has taken it out of me. I'm not complaining though, I just feel really tired." Kyle said. He wasn't one to admit weakness, but this whole month was full of surprises, wasn't it?
"Well, I think I can help with that a little." Eric quipped.
Kyle turned to him and gave him a look of confusion. He felt a hand cup his cheek and looked into Cartman's eyes and saw a glint of something inside them, he felt the thumb rub his cheek and he eased into the touch.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Go upstairs and get undressed, you'll see."
Kyle's face heated up at those words, "Wh-"
"Just trust me, Kyle, I'm not going to do anything bad."
Kyle frowned for a moment and hesitated. Normally trust and Eric Cartman didn't exactly go in the same sentence but Kyle knew that relationships were built on trust. So if he wanted this to work out, he'd need to trust the other. Kyle nodded and stood up from his spot on the couch and headed up the nearby staircase.
-Lil Warning Line-
Kyle made his way into his room and left the door open behind him. He did as he was told and stripped out of the clothes he'd been wearing. The air hit his heated skin and sent a shiver down his spine. He felt fully exposed as he sat back down on the bed, he placed his hands into his lap and squeezed his fists together.
A moment had passed and soon Cartman came into his bedroom with a towel and a bottle of lotion. Cartman eyed him up and down for a moment before strolling over and sitting next to him.
"Plan on telling me what you're going to do now?" Kyle asked.
"Give you a massage, you look tense as shit," Cartman said and pointed behind him, "Lay down," he ordered, Kyle realized he wasn't going to get out of this and he was actually kind of excited. He did what he was told and laid down on his stomach, his cheek pressed against the soft pillow.
He felt the bed dip behind him and heard the popping of a cap. He felt Cartman lean down and place a soft kiss at the back of his neck before he felt hands on his shoulders. Eric's hands started working circles on his muscles moving with smooth and firm strength, working out the knots and tension. He didn't realize it but a small whimper came from his mouth at the pleasure of feeling his shoulders slowly becoming relaxed.
Cartman let out a hum of satisfaction as he felt the muscles relax, he moved down the shoulders and started working Kyle's back muscles, his hands moving in circles. Kyle felt like putty in Cartman's hands and he felt like his body could just melt into the bed. A sigh escaped his lips as he shifted a little.
"Enjoying yourself?" He asked with mirth in his voice.
"Mhm." Kyle hummed.
A chuckle came from behind him as the hands moved lower and lower until he felt fingertips graze his butt. Cartman stopped for a moment before giving him a light squeeze and started rubbing the skin. His hands kneading the flesh and Kyle couldn't help but moan softly, the redhead couldn't help but let his mind wander to think what else Cartman's hands could do. The more that Cartman massaged him the more aroused Kyle felt. His thoughts weren't exactly helping with just innocently enjoying the hands rubbing his flesh.
He felt himself being nudged to turn over and turn over he did. His eyes looked up at Cartman half-lidded and his lips were parted. The first thing he noticed was the flush on Cartman's face and his half-amused expression.
"I guess you were enjoying yourself," he tried to break the silence.
"Shut up, you can't say you weren't either." He said and pointed to the tent in Cartman's sweatpants. Cartman laughed a small laugh and then leaned forward to whisper in Kyle's ear.
"You should take responsibility for what you did, Kyal" He purred.
Kyle wet his lips and gave a small little grin looking at Cartman when the other pulled back up.
"So should you."
That's when Kyle saw something snap in Cartman's expression. He soon felt the other fall on top of him and press his lips against Kyle's. Kyle wrapped his arms around Cartman's neck as he kissed back, he put all his emotions and need into the kiss. His hand curled Cartman's brown locks around his fingers and he tugged firmly. Cartman's hands found their way into Kyle's curly hair and he was gripping hard. A gasp escaped Kyle's lips at that and Cartman took the opportunity to press deeper into his mouth.
Kyle broke the kiss moments later and tugged on Cartman's shirt. "Too many clothes."
Cartman seemed to realize that and he reluctantly broke apart from Kyle and started to strip out of his clothes. Kyle watched as his lover removed his clothing and eyed him as he did so. Cartman had grown into his body, he was muscular but still a little chubby at the hips and belly, he wasn't a fatass anymore.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer," Cartman said taking the last article of clothing off his body.
Kyle mimicked a camera with his hands and pretended to take a picture, all with a sarcastic grin on his face.
"Asshole," Cartman snorted.
"You love me."
The other dipped back onto the bed and hovered over Kyle, "I guess I do."
Before Kyle had the chance to make another quip Cartman's lips were on his neck kissing with fever. The redhead cried out softly as he felt teeth sink into his neck and a sharp suck followed. Cartman pulled off and licked at the red spot on his neck. His tongue trailed down slowly towards Kyle's chest and stopped right above his right nipple, he took it between his teeth and softly suckled, while using his other hand to toy with the other.
Kyle let out a mewl and tangled his fingers back in Cartman's hair and gripped earning a groan. Each suckle and each tweak sent shockwaves right down to Kyle's dick causing him to squirm underneath the larger man. Sweat was starting to gather on his body as it heated up and his breath came in slow pants.
Soon Cartman was satisfied with his work as he pulled away and stared down at Kyle his eyes blown with lust. For once a sarcastic quip wasn't able to fall from Kyle's lips. He just stared at Cartman with a soft expression. A smile crossed Eric's face, "Look at you, God."
Kyle just chuckled and took Cartman's hand in his before kissing his palm. "Stop talking and fuck me." he hummed against the flesh.
Cartman didn't need to be told twice, he made for the bottle of lotion and generously coated his fingers and Kyle watched him expectantly. He felt the first finger circle his entrance and winced when he felt it push in, it felt weird and it stung, the pain turned into a satisfying feeling after few thrusts in and out. Kyle felt the finger curl inside him and hit a spot that made him see stars, a moan escaped his lips and his hips arched off the bed.
A chuckle came from Eric and a sly grin was on his face as he made work abusing that spot.
"Are you going to come just from my fingers, Kyle~?" He teased.
"Eric, please…"
"Oh fine," He responded.
A second then the third finger entered him and started stretching him out. Each stung like a bitch but the sweet whispers for him to relax and that he was doing good calmed him down. He had done this alone before, but he'd never done it with more than one finger, it was a reeling experience.
He was a panting mess by the time he was fully prepared. He watched as Eric leaned over to the bedside drawer and pulled out a condom, he raised an eyebrow at that. Only earning a snicker, "I like to be prepared,"
"Wow-"
He was cut off by a kiss and it should have made him pissed but those lips on his made him melt. This man shouldn't make him feel this way - but he did. He watched as Eric thumbed on the condom over his member and sucked in a breath. He knew what was coming next and he was fully ready for it, he just felt a little scared. He'd never done this with anyone before, he never really had the interest to.
It only felt right to do this with Cartman, as much as he'd never like to admit that to the other. He'd never hear the end of it. Years upon years of romantic tension between the two of them, it was kind of inevitable that they ended up where they were now. They had just been able to voice their feelings, both were stubborn it was a wonder this is where they ended up.
Kyle spread himself further as he felt Cartman lift up his hips and place them on his lap. He tensed as he felt the head touch his entrance and Cartman rubbed a circle on his inner thigh.
"Relax, babe."
Kyle allowed his body to relax and he felt Cartman slowly push in. It was a lot bigger than the fingers and Kyle was glad the other was pushing in slow. Fully seated inside him Cartman leaned down and kissed Kyle once more, letting him adjust. Kyle felt the pain ebb away and he nodded his head to Cartman.
"Move." He breathed against the other's lips.
Eric didn't waste time as he worked up an easy pace until he could find that spot that would make the boy beneath him see stars. Moans and groans filled the room as Kyle wrapped his legs around the other his heel digging into the small of Eric's back. Kyle couldn't help but rock back with each thrust and dig his nails into the other's back.
"Oh fuck!" Kyle cried out and shifted his hips with a cry of pleasure, "Right there Eric…"
Kyle watched the other's focused face, brows creased and his mouth opens with heavy breaths coming out. A sheen of sweat across his face and body, Kyle felt warm at the sight. He felt Eric shift slightly so he could hit that spot over and over and all thought processes were out the window for Kyle as he shivered in pleasure.
He didn't know how much longer he could last anymore his mind clouded with pure bliss he reached down and started to stroke himself quickly, shaky gasps as he felt Cartman's thrusts getting more erratic. He felt a sharp jolt and a high as he finally released on his chest.
"Ah, Eric." his voice cracked.
Cartman grunted as he felt the walls close around him and milk him for all it was worth. Cartman collapsed on Kyle's chest and peppered kisses on his chin.
"That was-" Kyle breathed.
"Amazing? Spectacular?"
"I guess amazing fits." He chuckled.
Cartman slowly pulled out and removed the condom and quickly tied and threw it in the waste bin. He looked down at Kyle and hummed before taking the towel and cleaning him off before himself.
Rolling off he laid beside Kyle and wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close.
"You know I love you right?" Cartman asked.
"Yeah, I love you too," Kyle said.
Cartman seemed satisfied with this as he nuzzled into Kyle's neck.
"You're mine, you'll always be and I won't let them take you from me."
Maybe he did belong to Eric Cartman, maybe he didn't mind that.