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This is the last real chapter of the main story, so it's extra long. This has a smidgen of smut, it turned out more silly than sexy, but I think it works best this way, I hope you will think so too. I will be following up with a short Epilogue.
*Enjoy****
Chapter 9: Make a Wish
=====Craig's POV=========
The moment I walk out of the bathroom, I drop to my knees, close my eyes, and breathe slowly, while counting to ten.
'Good god, Craig Tucker, you've waited this long because you wanted tonight to be perfect, don't screw everything up now.'
"Shit, I don't have time for this!"
Jumping up, I head for the front room where I left my bags. Picking up my largest, but lightest suitcase, I carry it to the bedroom, open it up, and start pulling things out. First a handful of ocean blue room candles, followed by a small cake box, and a box of birthday candles, next it's white and ocean blue streamers and balloons, and finally some blue roses. Nothing too fancy, but nothing tacky. There are still two more items in the suitcase, but I decide to leave them for now, and I get to work on setting up the room.
======Tweek's POV=======
"Oh, man, this is too much pressure!" I mumble as I stand in front of the mirror dressed in just a towel and stare at myself. I'm too scrawny and just... it's no good, no wonder Craig isn't sexually attracted to me, I'm not sexually attractive!
Picking up my phone I call Kyle back. I can hear him laughing when he picks up, and Kyle Broflovski must be a mind reader because he says.
"You chickened out already? That was fast, did you take your bath and calm down like we suggested?"
"Aggggh! I got in the bath, but I couldn't calm down, so I got out and took a shower instead. Now I'm standing in front of the mirror, but I'm just too ugly! Tell Kenny that I can't go through with this, I need a plan B!"
"Tweek, I've seen you in swim trunks, you're a little thin, but you're far from ugly. You need to chill out, dude, You can do this, Tweek, I believe in you!"
'Oh man, that reminds me of something that Craig would say. Maybe my mom's right, after all?'
"Jesus Kyle, should I dump Craig and just date you?"
'Oh man, did I just say that out loud? I did, didn't I?'
Now Kyle's laughing even harder, but after a moment he gets it under control.
"Well, if Craig doesn't pull his head out of his ass soon, maybe I'll take you up on that, dude, but for now, let's just get you calmed down."
=====Craig's POV=========
Okay, the master bedroom fireplace is lit, the candles are strategically placed around the room, and the blue rose petals are spread across the bed. The other decorations look okay, I guess; I'd like a few more balloon's, but I probably don't have time to blow them up, better do the cake first. Lifting it from it's box, I carry it careful across the bedroom, but just as I am about to sit it on the small table that I've prepared for it I hear the bathroom door open. Shit, it's too soon.
"Craig?" Hearing Tweek's soft voice I turn around. The cake drops from my hands and falls to the floor, which should really upset me, but suddenly my plan doesn't matter anymore. Tweek is standing in the doorway, completely naked and smiling nervously, as he stares around the room in wonder, and the view is simply breathtaking. What the hell have I been waiting for?
======Tweek's POV=======
The candlelit bedroom has been decorated beautifully. Blue and white streamers fall from the ceiling, and blue balloons cover the floor. The fire flickers in the fireplace, and the bed has... are those blue rose petals, oh Jesus aren't roses really expensive? This must have cost a fortune.
"Wow, Craig this is so cool, but whose birthday is it?"
"It's mine! This time I wanted everything to go right, but I've kind of dropped the cake!"
Craig says somewhat bashfully. This is it, it's the side of him that makes me remember why it can only be Craig Tucker, even if Kyle Broflovski does have a hell of a lot more common sense. Who throws themselves a birthday party two months late? Jesus Craig!
Walking across the room, I suddenly remember that I'm naked, but Craig doesn't really seem bothered by it... in fact... yeah, I guess Kyle was correct, because that right there is certainly a sign of sexual attraction. I smile, and drop to my knees right in front of Craig, so I can examine the cake. It landed sideways on the wooden floor, and is partially crushed, but I carefully lift it up, and carry it to the nearby table. I pick up a napkin from the table and wipe the frosting from my fingers, before holding out my hand.
"Candles?" I look at Craig, who is watching me closely. The look of awe on his face is making me giddy, and a little nervous.
"Here," he says somewhat breathlessly, and hands me a box of blue candles. I plop only one into the cake.
"Lighter?" Craig goes to light the candle himself, but I snatch the lighter out of his hand, and do it.
"Only one candle?" Craig asks, and I nod.
"Don't be greedy! You already had your birthday, but you didn't get to blow out your candles, so go ahead and make a wish!"
=====Craig's POV=========
I stare at the cake for a moment, trying to think of something to wish for, but my mind's a little distracted by the naked guy in the room.
Reaching over to the cake, I put out the candle using my finger and thumb, it burns a little bit, but hopefully it makes me look cooler than I feel.
"I just realized that I have everything I could possibly want right in front of me, I have nothing left to wish for."
I grab Tweek and pull him into my arms, "Thank you for coming to my party." I tell him.
"Ngh- Thank you for having me." Tweek mumbles, and his cheeks burn brightly as my hands slide down his naked back to caress his adorably round bottom. Standing on his toes he leans up to kiss me.
Tweek's kiss is slow and gentle, his tongue searching mine out, as he leans closer to me, my hands move along his skin enjoying the way his body feels. When he pulls away to catch his breath, I move my lips to his earlobe and suck on it gently.
"I'm glad you wore your birthday suit, it's really nice, baby." I whisper into his ear, and immediately kick myself, because the line is so fucking corny. Still it causes Tweek to laugh, so maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought.
======Tweek's POV=======
I love Craig a lot, but sometimes he reminds me of an old man. Like that birthday suit comment, did he steal that one from my dad?
Still he's grabbing my butt right now, and it feels totally awesome! Kenny McCormick is a fucking genius, so far his plan is working just as he said it would. Now let's see, what did he say to do next? Step one, casually walk out naked, check. Step two, kiss Craig sensually, I think I did that right, so check. Next push Craig down on the bed...
'Gah! I don't think I can do that! Too much pressure! Skip ahead to step four.'
Step four, rip off his clothing... well crap, do I need to get him on the bed before I can do that?!Oh man, why is sex so difficult, I just need to get Craig naked, but I don't know what to do.
'Ah wait, I do know what to do!'
"Tell me something, Craig" I imitate Craig and say this as smoothly as possible, while tossing on what I hope is a sexy smile. "If this is your birthday party, how come I am the only one in a birthday suit, huh baby?"
With a chuckle Craig steps back from me, which causes me to panic, because I know that look on his face, I've seen it a lot over the past couple months! It's the one Craig gets right before he shoots me down, so I wrap my arms around his waist, nudge him backwards two steps, and shove him down on to the bed.
Step three complete! Step four, rip off his clothing! Agh, do I start with the shirt or the pants? Soooo much pressure!
'You can do it, Tweek! You're capable of more than you think.'
That's Craig's voice in my head, and it's true, I can do this! I jump on top of Craig, straddling his waist and pinning him down, and before he has a chance to get over his shock I grab a hold of his shirt and I attempt to rip it off of him... which proves to be much harder than it sounds.
"What's wrong with this damn T-shirt, why won't it rip!" I complain loudly, and glare at Craig for not wearing a button down.
"Tweek! It's a brand new shirt, what do you think you are you doing?" Craig asks with an amused grin.
"What does it look like, Craig? I'm ripping off your clothing, so we can have sex! Jesus Christ, forget the shirt, I'll start with the pants!"
I scoot down Craig's thighs, and take a hold of the top of his jeans in each hand and pull with all my might. Craig's jeans are button fly, and I'm expecting all the buttons to fly off, so I close my eyes out of fear that a wayward button will smack me in the eye and blind me. When that doesn't happen, I open one eye and look down. The jeans are unbuttoned, but to my great disappointment all the buttons are still intact. At least the jeans are now properly unbuttoned.
Craig still isn't naked, but the front his blue boxer briefs are exposed, and oh man, Craig must be really hard, and just looks so incredibly hot like this.
I reach my hand out, but before I can touch, Craig grabs me by the wrist.
"Tweek, hold on a second." Craig insists, so I bit my lip, because I know he's going to ask me to stop, he always makes me stop, and I don't want to!
'If there is a romantic relationship here, you have to make sure your partner is comfortable with any sexual exploration.'
Gah! Crap, and that's the voice of my elementary school principal, I certainly don't need to be thinking of that guy right now!
'Tweek, if, and I'm only saying if, at some point you wanted to touch Craig's penis, you just can't go grabbin' for it. Alright? You need to say something like "Craig, is it alright with you if I touch your penis?'
Oh, man, that's right! I totally forgot about that! Fuck it! Fine, I'll say it.
"Craig, is it alright with you if I touch your penis?"
"Tweek, slow down for just a moment." Oh shit! I must suck in bed, because Craig still doesn't want me? What am I doing wrong? I guess I have no choice, time for plan B!
"Fine Craig, you win! I'll marry you, we can get married tomorrow if you'd like, now can I touch your penis?"
Craig starts laughing, and both of his hands fly up to his mouth, like he's trying to stop himself, but he can't help it, so he gives up and starts busting up like this is the funniest thing he's ever heard.
"It's not funny, I really want to touch your penis!" I complain, which only causes Craig to roll over, dig his face into a pillow, and really let loose with the laughter. Is the fact that I suck in bed really so damn amusing?
"Rrrrr! I said it's not funny!" Now I'm really mad.
"It is funny!" Craig mumbles into the pillow, before flipping over again to face me. "You're trying to seduce me, and it's just so fucking cute! I love you so much, Tweek!"
Ah crap, and just like that he melts away all my anger.
"I love you too, Craig." I lay down on top of him, and bury my face in his messy black hair, so I can whisper in his ear. "I'm sorry I'm sucky in bed!"
"You are not sucky in bed, and even if you were wouldn't it be okay? I mean we're both virgins right? We're supposed to be sucky in bed at first... aren't we?" Craig whispers, back, and I lift my head to look at his face, which is bright red.
"Yeah, I guess so." I agree, and Craig grabs the back of my neck and pulls me down for a quick kiss.
"And don't worry, Tweek, you can totally touch my penis, and I plan on touching yours too, I'm going to touch it a whole lot!" Craig mumbles against my lips, and now it's my turn to blush because, Jesus, I'm still the only naked person in the room, and the idea of Craig touching it has caused the penis in question to perk up in happy anticipation.
"You too, you can touch my penis anytime, Craig, treat it like it's your own." I tell him, and for some reason that makes him start laughing again.
"Scoot off me for a second." Craig says, and I frown, because I am happily planted on top of his strong warm body, and I don't really feel like moving anytime soon. Plus, I'm kind of hard now, and I'm suddenly feeling a little shy.
When I make no attempt to move, Craig smiles sweetly at me. "Baby, if you don't get off me, how can I take off my clothes?"
I immediately scoot off, causing Craig to chuckle some more, as he gets out of bed, and stares down at me for a long second. Craig's gaze trails down my naked body, making me feel even more shy. Grabbing a hold of his shirt he pulls it up and off and tosses it to the floor.
Craig and I go swimming together a lot, so I've seen Craig's naked chest before, but for some reason it seems different now. I feel like I'm really seeing Craig for the first time.
Craig's fingers fall to his unbuttoned jeans, and he grins at me, before slowly peeling them down, taking his briefs with them. I swallow hard as he kicks them off and stands naked in front of me, and Jesus Christ, Craig is so fucking beautiful. Unlike myself, Craig's all lean muscles with just the right amount of body hair, the only thing we have in common is the fact that we are both sporting serious erections, but holy shit, Craig's penis is incredible.
Suddenly, my shyness triples, so I push back the comforter and slide under it because I want to hide my short, scrawny body, as well as my penis, which compared to Craig's, feels a bit inadequate.
Now that I'm covered up, I take another peek at Craig, and watch him as he walks across the room to his suitcase and kneels down to retrieve something from inside of it. Just watching him move around all naked like this is really sexy. It's a little hard to believe that this gorgeous man is my boyfriend... I'm really lucky!
I take a deep breath and smile contentedly. The room smells like the cinnamon candies that I like so much. Peering around it suddenly hits me that the candles, and decorations are my favorite shade of blue. Since Craig likes blue too I didn't notice at first, but maybe all this wasn't about Craig being greedy and wanting a second birthday party... maybe Craig wanted this night to be really special... for both of us?!
"GAH!" I sit up in bed, and stare at Craig as he makes his way back to my side. He's holding two things in his hands. One is a small brown paper bag that he sits on the night stand, but the other is a small wrapped gift that I recognize as being the same exact present that I gave to Craig for his birthday... except that doesn't make any sense, because Craig already opened his present. I didn't exactly get to see him do it, since I was asleep in the hospital at the time, but I know that he did open it, because we are both wearing the matching rings on our hands.
"What is that?" I ask as he sits down on the bed and holds out his hand.
"Unwrap it...and find out," he tells me, and I stare at him suspiciously. Taking the gift from his hand I examine it, and confirm that 'yes' it is the exact same present... at least the wrapping is the same, as well as the size and shape.
I look at Craig in confusion, and he grins excitedly, I slide my finger under the wrapping paper and peel it off.
"Ngh- Craig, I don't understand." I tell him as I hold the small ocean blue box in my hand. It really is the exact same box, it even has the word LOVE written across the top in white letters.
"Open it." He says, and crawls under the comforter beside me. He's so close that it causes me to lose my train of thought for a moment, but I quickly recover, because I can tell that whatever is in this box is really important to Craig.
Taking a deep breath, I lift the lid to the box, and stare at the contents in complete bewilderment.
"More promise rings?" I ask, because inside the box are two matching rings that look very similar to the ones that we are currently wearing. The difference is they each have three small diamonds embedded along the center band. There are also two ball chain necklaces laying inside the box.
"Now, don't get upset at me, but those are not promise rings." Craig tells me, and my eyes widen as it suddenly hits me. The marriage manic strikes again! Although I guess I did say that I would marry him earlier, but how did he know I would do that?
"Craig?"
"That isn't silver, it's platinum and..."
"Platinum? That's too expensive!" I say, I know this, because when I was picking out promise rings I looked at lots of different options.
"These are our engagement rings, so money wasn't an object, plus I had birthday money left over after buying my car, and I wanted to do this."
I bite my lip, I know Craig bought a used car instead of a new car, was that because he wanted to do this with the leftover money? He wants to marry me this much?
"Tweek, I know you're not ready to get engaged, so that's what these are for." Craig reaches into the box to pull out one of the chains.
"I love you, Tweek, and I hope someday when we are older, you might change your mind about being engaged to me, because I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else," Craig says sincerely, and pulls one of the rings from the box and pushes the chain through it creating a necklace that he holds up for me to see.
"Until you're ready, we can wear these around our necks, and if you ever decide that you feel the same as me, and you want to spend your life with me, we can swap out the promise rings for these rings." Craig stares into my eyes as he explains this crazy compromise to me, and I guess I must be crying, because he reaches over and wipes away the tears from underneath my eyes.
"Tweek, I know that a lot of our friends have already had sex, and they act like it isn't a big deal, but I think that having sex for the first time should mean more than that. Tweek, I love you so much, and before we sleep together I want to make certain you understand exactly what you mean to me."
Craig wraps the chain around my neck and fastens it, than he places a small kiss on my forehead, and pulls back to stare at me. I reach into the box and pull out the second ring and I hold it up, so I can get a good look at it. Although it is indeed similar to the promise rings, it is easy to see that it is very different. The little diamonds are a lovely touch, and inside the ring instead of 'Tweek' or 'Craig' the ring says "Tweek and Craig".
"It's different. Tweek and Craig, it's much better this way," I decide.
"I think so too," Craig agrees.
"Tweek Tucker?" I whisper, and Craig grins at me.
"Or Craig Tweak is also fine, I don't care, as long as we're together," he explains, and I nod.
"Craig, I won't be a very good husband, Dr. Norris says I'll never be completely cured, so you'll have to put up with my panic attacks, and you'll probably get tired of me."
"What are you talking about, Tweek, you're the perfect boyfriend, and you're going to be the perfect husband. Nothing you could ever do could make me get tired of you. I promise, I will never stop loving you, but if you think there is a chance that you'll get tired of me?"
"That's impossible!"
I get it now, what my mom wanted me to figure out on my own. Craig is the only one for me. I cannot imagine my life with anyone else, and if getting married is this important to Craig, of course I want to do it. Why wouldn't I?
Smiling at Craig I reach out and take his hand, and I slide the promise ring off of his finger, and place it on the chain, before fastening it around his neck. His eyes go wide as he realizes what I'm about to do.
I hold the engagement ring in my hand and smile at Craig, and then I slide it onto Craig's ring finger.
"Really? You're certain?" He asks in disbelief.
"Yes, totally certain, Let's get married," I tell him, and wait patiently while his trembling fingers swap out the ring on my finger, with the one he just placed around my neck, then I lean forward and kiss away the tears from his cheeks, because Craig Tucker's actually crying. If I had known that saying yes would turn my stoic boyfriend into a dorky blubbering bundle of nerves I might have agreed to marry him much sooner, he's really cute this way!
"I love you Tweek, I promise that I will do my best to always make you happy," Craig promises, and gives me a small kiss on my lips.
"I know you will, and I also know what I said earlier, but getting married tomorrow is too much pressure, so can we wait until after college to get married?"
"Of course, that is probably a good idea," Craig agrees.
"Agh, but we're already naked, so it would be wasteful to not continue with the penis touching and stuff!"
"You're right, it would be very wasteful, but since you're making me wait to get married, I get to be on top!" Craig informs me, and I'm shocked to learn that Craig expects me to be on the bottom!
"But I know more about sex than you do!" I argue.
"That reminds me! Where exactly did you learn so much about sex, oh wise one? You're not cheating on me right?"
"I'd never cheat on you! Kenny taught me what to do." I blurt out, and immediately regret it, because Craig suddenly looks really angry. "Don't get mad, it's totally innocent. Sometimes Kenny comes into Tweek Bros. during the slow hours. I buy him a sandwich and he tells me stories about his love life, but in all his stories he's on top, so that's the only way I know!"
"Well, when we get back to South Park I'm going to kick Kenny's ass for that, and as punishment for taking sex advice from the town pervert you get to be on the bottom!"
"GAH! Shit!" I complain, and Craig raises his eyebrows at me, while reaching over and running one hand slowly up my naked thigh.
"Or we could just wait until we're married," he says teasingly.
"Oh man! Fine, I'll be the bottom, but I'm not giving you any pointers, and if you screw up I'm taking over!" I grumble, and Craig smiles sweetly at me and leans over to whisper in my ear.
"Don't worry, baby, I think I can figure out how to make you feel good, you just lay back and focus on enjoying yourself!" Craig licks down my neck causing me to shiver, and then he starts sucking gently on my neck.
Of course he's right, because just this alone feels amazing, but damn I really did want to try out all the stuff I learned from Kenny!
=====Craig's POV=========
I really am going to kick Kenny's ass when I get home. I finally know what happened to my sweet naive boyfriend, that son of a bitch corrupted him and put all these crazy ideas into his head!
But I shouldn't be thinking about Kenny right now, because Tweek's right next to me all naked and beautiful, and if I mess this up I'll probably never hear the end of it! I might not know as much as Kenny about sex, but when Thomas first started having sex he used to email me about it in graphic detail, so I have learned a few things, and I figure everything else should come naturally.
Pulling my lips away from Tweek's neck I notice that I've unintentionally given him a hickey, and for some reason I feel really pleased with myself.
"You're mine, now!" I tell him, and he answers back with "Ngh- I've been yours since 4th grade, dork!."
Grinning like a fool and staring into Tweek's eyes, I wrap my arms around his waist and drag him down so we're laying side by side, his soft skin warm against mine. I'm so aware of him right now, and he smells so good, it's just the soap from his bath, but I never realized how erotic someone's scent could be, and it's totally making me feel hot.
I gaze at his face, and run my fingers along his nearly hairless chest, and down the slight curve of his waist, before reaching around him to cup his firm round ass giving it a small squeeze, and causing him to let out a tiny embarrassed laugh. Jesus, I love the look on his face right now!
I place my lips on his, a tiny peck first, before deciding I want to nibble on his bottom lip. Perhaps it's from all the years I spent stealing kisses from him, but Tweek's lips always make me feel excited, so I suck on his lip, while still caressing his skin, teasing my fingers away from his backside and gently rubbing across his hip and down the crease where his thigh meets his pelvic bone. His eyes stare with fascination into mine as I run my fingers across the hardened length of his cock, and close around it, causing his eyes to shut and a tiny whimper to leak out from his lips. I love that sound, it turns me on so much I'm worried that I'll lose it, so I distract myself by capturing his tongue with my own, and sucking on it gently.
As I start stroking him lovingly, he mumbles incoherently against my lips, "Ngh- Gah- Rrrrr, Craig!" and I pull my lips away to let out the tiny snicker that I'm unable to control, because he's just too precious, and I'm so happy.
But Tweek always hates it when he thinks he's being laughed at, so he pays me back by reaching over and wrapping his own hand around my cock and rubbing it firmly timing the movements of his fingers to the rhythm of my own.
"Fuck!" I mumble back at him, because I've never felt anything so amazing in my life, in fact it feels too amazing, and it doesn't take much for me to hit the point of no return.
"Too much, I can't! Already I'm going to..." I mutter, and when Tweek whispers, "Me too," I do lose it and immediately cum into Tweek's hand, and a second later he does the same.
"Shit!" I bury my face against his chest, totally ashamed by my low endurance.
"Rrrrr-Sorry, Craig, I couldn't hold back." Tweek murmurs, and I realize that we're both idiots.
"Don't be sorry, it just felt too good, and we have the whole night... heck we have the whole weekend... plenty of time for us to try again."
"So is it my turn to be top next?" Tweek finagles sneakily.
"My turn isn't over yet!" I grumble, and crawl on top of Tweek, because I'm worried that he'll take the initiative if I don't. Why is he so obsessed with being the top anyway!
"No fair!" Tweek pouts. He knows how weak I am when it comes to that pout, but I'm not giving in. Smiling wickedly, I lower my face back to his chest, wrap my lips around one of his small pale nipples and nibble on it gently.
"Craig, you're so greedy!" Tweek moans out, as I kiss my way along his chest to his other nipple and nip at it a bit too hard for calling me greedy.
"Ouch! Craig, that hurt!" He complains.
Lifting my head to peer up at his angry face, I decide I better apologize.
"Sorry." I tell him, before returning to the nipple that I hurt and kissing it gently.
"It's okay, just be nice!" He forgives me, so I continue to kiss and lick his now pebble hard nipple. After a bit I feel his body relaxing, even as I feel his hard-on pressing against my stomach, I decide it's time to move the party to the other side of town, and start kissing downward.
As I come face to face with Tweek's adorably perky penis I'm feeling a little bit nervous, but there is something that I've been wanting to try for a while now, and I'm not going to hold back. Taking him in hand again, I flick out my tongue and lick across the tip experimentally, which causes Tweek to twitch in surprise, and call out my name cutely.
Feeling encouraged by that reaction, I open my mouth and wrap my lips around the tip of Tweek's cock, and suck gently; for my trouble I receive another cute whine from Tweek. I love making Tweek react so adorably, so I take him in a little deeper, and suck just a little bit harder, which earns me a low sexy groan. This is so awesome!
Pulling back, I use my tongue to lick circles around the tip, earning a gentle moan, and I follow this up with a kiss, and a tiny nip from my teeth which earns me an angry grumble... so biting isn't Tweek's thing? Got it.
I return to sucking him the way he likes best while using one hand to gently knead his balls, and the other hand to massage his cock, the way that I do when I play with myself. I know for certain I'm on to something when Tweek's moaning intensifies, and he starts to squirm. I take him just a little deeper, and peer up at him to catch him looking down at me with a look that is so fucking seductive, so I smile with my eyes, since my lips are busy, and Tweek bites his lip and squirms a little harder, before reaching down and grabbing hold of my hair.
"Stop! I'm going to..." He tries to pull me away, but I'm not going anywhere, because I'm having a good time, and I'm interested to see what will happen next. He bucks up, pushing all the way to the back of my throat, and I feel him pulsing as he releases into my mouth, it's simply too much and I choke! Damn it, I fucking choke!
"Sorry." He apologizes, even though I'm the one who screwed up, and my mouth is still full, so I grab a tissue from the nightstand and spit it out.
"No, I'm sorry," I tell him, and jump out of bed. "I'm going to get some water, do you want something?"
"Yes, water, please," he says, and I notice he's bright red, but I don't want him to feel embarrassed, so I bend down and kiss him on the forehead, and assure him. "That was amazing, and we're going to continue when I get back."
As I'm heading for the kitchen, I call back. "And my turn isn't over yet!"
"That's fine." He tells me. "You're doing great!"
Oh my hell! Did you hear that! I'm doing great! Take that Kenny McCormick! You've got nothing on me! I practically swagger to the kitchen grab two bottles of water out of the fridge, and strut back to the bedroom.
"So what's in here?" Tweek asks as I reenter the room. Reaching out he grabs the brown paper bag off the nightstand, before I can stop him.
"Ah, that's very important." I tell him, as he opens it up and peeks inside.
"Oh." He says, and his already bright red face turns a few shades darker.
"Yeah." My mom made me buy them," I admit. "For when we..."
"My mom made me buy some too." Tweek tells me, which takes the edge off my embarrassment about my little bag full of condoms and lube. As I slide into bed next to him, and pop open my water for a sip he turns the bag upside down, spilling the contents onto the bed, and picking up one of the three boxes of condoms inside.
"Three boxes?" His eyebrows raise, "Ngh- We're only here for the weekend, I think that's a bit ambitious."
"Agh! No, that's not what I was...they come in different types of material and stuff, I wasn't s-sure what you would like..." I stammer, and Tweek starts busting up, and I realize he was just playing with me.
"Anyway, we'll use these ones." Tweek waves the box of polyurethane condoms at me.
"Why those ones?" I ask, and hand him his bottle of water.
"They feel the best."
"And how in the fuck do you know this?" I say angrily. I know Tweek hasn't been with anyone else, but if he's also discussing condom use with Kenny I literally will kill that McCormick bastard!
"My mom told me." Tweek says, with a shrug, "After we got caught sleeping together at the hospital, she took me condom shopping at Walgreens. It was so humiliating!"
"Yeah, that would be pretty embarrassing." I agree, and feel thankful that all I got was a lecture on safe sex. I promised that I'd be safe, and that was enough for my parents, poor Tweek!
Tweek continues to examine the box of condoms curiously, while taking small sips from his water bottle. "So um... regular... not large?" He finally asks, and I feel my face heat up.
"No um, regular should be fine," I assure him. I mean, sure compared to most of our friends I'm pretty tall, and I have the whole big feet, big hands thing going on, and I'm still growing, but I pretty certain that in that ah... other area I'm only slightly above average.
Tweek takes another sip of his water, while blatantly peeking down at my crotch. "I think you're wrong, let me look closer." Tweek asks, so I grab a pillow and cover myself up.
"No!" I tell him, because this whole discussion is getting so embarrassing, and even though I've managed to get myself under control, all this talk is causing me to perk up again.
"Oh, come on! I've already touched it, don't get shy now." Tweek says boldly, and I shake my head.
"No, not right now." I grumble and take one last sip of water, before sitting my bottle on the night table, and grabbing Tweek's bottle away from him, and sitting it next to mine.
"Just one little look," Tweek pouts, but I ignore him and grab the tube of lube, time for a diversion.
"Pipe down, and lay on your stomach." I tell him, than change my mind. "No strike that, get up on your hands and knees," I decide, because that sounds much sexier.
"Why?" He asks, so I raise my eyebrows at him, and wave the tube of lube in front of his nose.
"Why do you think? We're in the middle of sex right? We have to finish, so I need to prepare you!"
"What the fuck, Craig, prepare me? I'm not a Thanksgiving feast," Tweek complains, but he still flips over, not exactly on his hands and knees, but it's a start. I really do love Tweek, but sometimes the little shit can just be so damn stubborn about the oddest things.
"I said get up on your knees! I need room to work." I demand, and slap his bare ass to get my point across.
"Gah!" Tweek mutters, but he gives me what I want, which makes me feel a little bit cocky. I pop open the top on the lube and crawl across the bed to the best vantage point, and wow! Just fucking wow! That has to be the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I already know that Tweek's ass is absolutely perfect, but seeing him like this is totally awesome! This is going to be so fun!
I smear some lube on my fingers, and notice that Tweek's still grumbling, so I drop the tube of lube so I can spank him lightly again.
"Behave yourself and just relax," I tell him.
"Just what are you up to?" He wonders, and I suddenly realize that Tweek might not know as much about sex as he thinks he does.
"I thought Kenny taught you everything. He didn't tell you about this part?" I ask smugly, and run one lubed finger around his cute little entrance before sliding it inside.
"What are you doing?" Tweek tries to pull away, confirming my suspicions. Thank God, I didn't allow him to take the lead, he probably would have just shoved right in.
I use my free hand to grab him by the waist to keep him from getting away, "Calm down, baby, I can't just slide my dick in you, it will hurt you. I need to get you ready first."
"It already hurts, take it out!" He roars at me as I slide my finger in just a little more.
"Sorry!" I tell him. "But it's your own fault, I told you to relax, you're not relaxing!"
"Grrrr, how can I relax like this!" He growls at me, and I bite my lip to keep from laughing, because if I laugh at him right now, I know he will totally freak out, but damn he's so fucking cute sometimes.
Fortunately Tweek decides to trust me. He stops squirming, and shoves his face into a pillow, while leaving his cute bottom in the air for me to deal with. Absolutely adorable. I push my finger in a little deeper, not wanting to hurt him, but knowing that it can't really be helped. According to Thomas the first time is hell, but apparently it starts to feel better once you get used to it, so I just need to get Tweek used to this.
======Tweek's POV=======
Oh man, I thought sex was supposed to feel good, this doesn't feel good, it really hurts! Craig's been "fiddling around" down there for a while now, and every time I start to get used to it, the bastard adds another finger and I have to get used to it all over again! This was a bad idea, no wonder Craig refused to be the bottom! Rrrr! I'm going to kill Kenny for lying to me! Kyle too, because Kyle said sex with Thomas is amazing... unless... Oh Jesus Christ! Maybe it only hurts like this because Craig sucks in bed!
Ngh- No, this is horrible, my boyfriend sucks in bed, and I agreed to marry him! Well, I love him, so I still want to be with him no matter what, but is it going to be a sexless marriage? I knew I should have been the top, it makes the most sense, my penis is the perfect size, Craig's is too fucking big, he'll never fit that monster inside of me. Grrr!
Ah?! What was that? "Craig, hold on, what did you just do?" I call out, because whatever it was it felt amazing, and I want him to do it again.
"This?" He asks cluelessly.
"Ouch, no, not that..."
"How about this?"
"Oh yes, that! Do that some more." I insist, and I hear him take a deep relieved breath.
"I got it, I think I know what to do now." Craig tells me, but instead of doing more of the thing that felt good, the jerk pulls out his fingers.
"Don't stop! You were just getting to the good part!" I complain.
"I know baby, just give me a moment." He says all breathlessly, and I turn my head to see what he's up to. Ah, I see he's putting a condom on the monster, but wow, that looks pretty sexy, now he's coating it with lube... Oh fuck!?
"Wait a god damn moment, Craig! You are not putting Godzilla inside of me."
"Godzilla?" Craig busts up laughing! I pull up my legs and quickly flip over on my back to protect myself.
"No, don't move, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for laughing, Tweek." So he says, but how sorry can he be when he's still fucking giggling?
"Ah, maybe this way is better after all, you look so beautiful right now, I want you so much, Tweek," Craig tells me, and this pretty much knocks out every one of my defenses, because I love this guy so fucking much. Craig carefully crawls on top of me, sliding between my legs, and looking down into my eyes thoughtfully.
"Is this okay? If you want me to stop...?" Craig places a light kiss on my lips, and I momentarily consider asking him to stop, because I'm really scared, but instead I nod, and whisper.
"It's okay, Craig, let's do this, just try not to hurt me too much."
"I'll try," he agrees, and his hands slide my legs a little further apart, and then I feel him. Oh man, he's so big and it feels kind of slimy! Did he use the whole tube of lube, or what? But he's sliding right in... Crap it still hurts, but his lips are over mine, kissing me. His tongue snakes into my mouth, and wraps around mine. My eyes are still open, and I know I'm supposed to close them, but I like this close up of his gorgeous face! This is my Craig, and I love him so much, so a little pain is no big deal, right!
"Tweek, you feel so good, but are you okay, do I need to slow down?" He mumbles against my lips, and I realize that I'm going to have to tell a lie.
"You too, Craig, you feel amazing, keep going, baby."
He does, he keeps going, and it hurts like hell at first, but than he's so deep inside, and something just connects, like he hit the right button or something, and that sweet sensation from earlier is back, and I no longer need to lie, because this feeling is unbelievable.
"Oh wow! Keep doing it just like that," I whisper against his lips, and he pulls back and looks down at me, with tears in his eyes.
"I love you," he whispers, and slides his hand down between our stomachs to grab a hold of me. "This is supposed to help, let me know if it doesn't feel good." But it does feel good, it feels fucking amazing. Craig's face suddenly changes and he starts moving just a tiny bit faster. I can tell he's holding back, trying not to hurt me, and it's a strange mixture of pleasure with a little bit of pain, but I fucking love it. I fucking love him!
I'm really close, but I want to feel Craig more, so I experiment with moving my hips in time with Craig's which causes his eyes to open wide for a moment, so I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his lips down to mine, because I just want to kiss him so bad. We move together, kissing, and it's wonderful, so completely wonderful.
"I'm sorry, I can't hold back... it's too good," Craig whispers, and pulls his hand away, but I'm okay with that, because everything he's doing now feels so good. He thrusts hard a couple more times, hitting me exactly right, and causing me to let go, spilling between our stomachs, and I can feel him pulsing inside of me... Wow, I can feel it, that's so fucking cool! This doesn't suck at all, I love sex!
"I want to do it again!" I blurt out, just as Craig collapses on top of me, and he starts laughing at me, but this time I don't mind so much.
"Sure, anything you want, baby," Craig agrees, but he still rolls off of me. He immediately wraps his arms around me and cuddles closer with his eyes closed.
"Just give me a moment to catch my breath... and maybe a quick nap, followed by a bath. Fuck, sex is really sweaty and messy, isn't it?"
"Can I take a bath with you this time?" I ask.
"Yeah, you can do anything you want from now on. You're the boss Tweek, whatever you want you get."
I wish I'd gotten that on tape, because I suspect that Craig will deny he said it later. Craig's the perfect boyfriend, but he's a bit of a liar sometimes, but that's okay, because I love him this way, and I don't want him to change one bit.
Ah, he's already asleep! Leaning over I put my lips to his and I steal a little kiss, than I lay my head on his chest, close my eyes, and the last thing I think of as I drift off to sleep is, you better watch out, Craig, because next time it's my turn to top!
*End of Chapter 9, only a short epilogue to go****