A/N: Hey guys, this is the ending to Coffee Buddies. I'm sorry it took so long, but I had no ambition to write whatsoever. However, I hope you like this chapter. This is probably one of the more successful of my many started stories, I have probably five on the go right now, and this is the only one that has an ending so far. Please review, I really appreciate the feedback, and it will encourage me to write more and faster. Momago, I certainly enjoyed writing this fic, please let me know if you'd like me to write more for you in the future, and I apologize for being so difficult. Also, if it weren't for you threatening to pee in my cereal, this fic would not have been complete yet. Thanks. For all of y'all that haven't, please go check out momago's work, she is an amazing writer, and is a very nice person. I'd like to say that this was supposed to be a plot-fic…but its mainly PWP. Sorry guys.
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or the characters, let's face it, if I did, they wouldn't exist.
Warning: This chapter may contain topics and inappropriate content for younger audiences, please be aware that you were warned beforehand. Gay males and what they do when home alone in an apartment is their own doing, not mine.
Craig awakened slowly, and lifted his hips gently, marveling at the sliding feeling he felt, still contained within the heat of Tweek's body. His breath hitched in the ear directly beside his mouth, causing a small smirk to adorn the face connected to the ear. With the sudden movement in his body and breath in his ear, Tweek's eyes shot open to stare at the ceiling with a small moan slipping from his lips. Craig sat back slowly, unhurriedly pulling himself from the body beneath him. The slow withdrawal from his body caused Tweek to shudder in pleasure. The two had only slept for about half an hour in that position, but it did result in an uncomfortable feeling of emptiness once Craig had pulled out. Craig clambered off the bed, sliding the condom off, and tying the end, throwing it into the trash can by the head of the bed.
Tweek tried to sit up with the intent to use the washroom, but as he reached the upright position, he suddenly decided that wasn't a good idea and found himself back on his back following a violent rocking motion. He managed to groan loudly as he fell, at the extreme discomfort he felt in his tailbone. He decided after a moment, that sitting up was going to be a bit more difficult for a day or so, he tenderly rolled onto his right side, and slid his legs to the side of the bed, reaching out a hand to the already standing Craig, for help. The raven grabbed the outstretched hand, and supported the shaky blonde as he clambered awkwardly from the bed. Tweek skimmed his right foot across the floor, dragging the left behind as he clumsily made his way towards the bathroom connected to his bedroom, wringing his hands with discomfort. With every few steps, the blonde would stop to catch his breath, the ache in his backside making it difficult for him to move even semi-fluidly. Finally, Tweek reached the door-jamb and clutched it trying to regain his lost composure. He stepped through the door, and closed it quickly behind him, locking it without looking. Resting his hip against the sink, Tweek turned on the water, and looked at his face in the mirror, he had dark pockets under his eyes, and marks were starting to form on his neck and chest from where Craig had kissed and nibbled on it. Tweek ran his hands under the cool water flowing from the tap, and splashed his face with it, turning the water off with a flick of his wrist, and twisting to the right to grab a towel to dry his face. As he shifted towards the toilet, his tailbone sent a twinge of soreness racing up his body. 'Fuck, I forgot…damn Craig'.
"Tweek? Are you okay in there?" Craig knocked heavily on the door, startling the blonde. Craig leaned forward as he awaited a reply from the other side of the bathroom door, hands resting on both sides of it.
"Ah, yeah, I'm fine, I j-just need to pee," came back through the door, moments later the door was pulled open, and a naked Tweek started to make his way out of the bathroom, only to be blocked by the bulkier body of Craig. Craig lowered his face ever so slightly, making it possible for their lips to touch briefly. He dropped his hands from the sides of the door to the blonde in the doorway; they wound their way around the small hips, and pulled his body closer. Tweek shuddered into the embrace, feeling a little bit awkward at the fact that they were both naked. He quickly became accustomed to the warmth that seemed to just radiate off of the taller man, and wrapped his arms around the slightly wider body as he nuzzled into it. Craig stepped backwards slowly to direct them back towards the bed so they could cuddle comfortably.
Tweek stumbled slightly and nearly caused the two to fall over, but was saved by the solidity of Craig's body. The raven's knees touched the side of the bed, and he sat gently, pulling Tweek's body into his lap with a tenderness he didn't look like he had. Craig lay back smoothly, making sure to draw Tweek with him; once on his back, Craig rolled gently to the left, and set the blonde down, careful not to unsettle the man. The raven moved his body up just far enough to touch his lips to Tweek's temple, and then he shifted to curl his body up to the blonde in the most comfortable way possible. The two stayed in that pose well into sleep, and only woke once to grab a blanket and cover themselves.
Tweek awoke first, he turned his head to the right, and kissed Craig's forehead, still calm from the relaxing sleep they had just shared together. The clock read 9:43 in big, bold, red numbers; Tweek shifted to stretch and was reminded of the pain in his rear. Craig also moved slowly as he felt the sleep leave his bones he remembered who was wrapped in his arms, and he smiled a small smile and inhaled the scent that accompanied Tweek, coffee. As Craig opened his eyes, he felt Tweek's fingers squeeze his arm with a gentle twitch of his hand and it caused a tendril of pain to find its way up his nervous system and make his breath hitch. He lowered his head, to look at his arm, and saw a series of red lines adorning the surface, some scabbed over, and some still seeping blood.
"Um…Tweek…I need to use the washroom…" Craig murmured in Tweek's ear, trying not to alarm the blonde at his sudden discovery; Tweek let go of Craig's arm with his eyes closed as he contemplated going to the kitchen to start the coffee pot, and make some pancakes.
Craig rolled gently to the right trying not to leave bloody lines across the white sheets on the bed, and hurried to the bathroom. He wasn't kidding when he said he'd needed to pee, but he also wanted to take a look at the scratches that covered his arms not far from where Tweek had been holding them. The raven closed the door with a flick of his wrist, locked it quickly, and leaned his head against it in worry. Finally, he decided it best to use the toilet before he examined the cuts that lined both the inside and the outside of his right arm. Craig used the toilet, flushed, made his way to the sink, turned the taps on and soaped his hands to wash them. He decided it would be best if he cleaned the cuts thoroughly as well, and re-soaped his left hand as he brought it to the wounds and gently rubbed in the cleaning agent. Hissing slightly at the pain of the soap as it entered the deeper cuts, he rinsed his arm and turned to pat it dry with the hand towel hanging from the rack on the wall behind him. He heard a little yell coming from the connected room.
"I made s-some coffee…."
"Alright, I'll be a few moments," was the reply he yelled back as he unlocked the door and opened it softly, he peeked around it to make sure Tweek wasn't still there to see the scratches he'd left. Craig crept silently out of the bathroom, and towards the side of the bed to find the discarded pair of boxers he'd been wearing, thinking, Shit, I need my shirt...I have to hide these from him, I don't want him to start freaking out. Just as the dark-haired boy turned to make his way into the living room, Tweek walked in and saw the marks on Craig's arm. He dropped the two mugs of coffee he was holding, and gasped, his body beginning to shiver uncontrollably. The mugs reached the floor and shattered, spraying the coffee in every direction, some splatters landing on the toes of Tweek who let out a nervous squeak.
"C-Craig…w-what are th-those?" he pointed to the red aggravated-looking lines.
"U-uh…they were there when I woke up…I was going to find my shirt but it's in the living room with the rest of our clothes, I didn't want you to worry," Craig began to move towards the door. The blonde went to take a step forward to reach out and look at the cuts when Craig said, "Whoa, stop right there. There is broken glass on the floor, and you will cut yourself, grab some cloths or something and let me clean it up first." When Tweek didn't move towards the kitchen, Craig met his eyes, and raised his voice a little bit, "Please," was all he said.
The blonde turned on his heel, and scurried towards the kitchen to look for hand towels and paper towels as well. He returned with a pile of both and a garbage bag for the towels and ceramic from the mugs; to find Craig on his hands and knees, moving the larger pieces of broken porcelain to the side of the mess, making it easier to clean up the spilled coffee, and smaller cup remnants.
Tweek knelt down a safe distance from the broken mugs and shuffled forward just far enough to be able to hand the towels to Craig and then backed away to open the garbage bag to hold it for the noirette.
While being extremely careful, Craig picked a few of the larger pieces up, and lifted them towards the open bag in Tweek's deathly hold. He dropped the portions of mug into the bag and they hit the floor beneath with a rattle and a grating sound as they shifted. Tweek jumped at the sound and the bag slid a bit, resulting in another verse of the music coming from the bag. Craig moved again, shuffling a slight bit closer to add more of the large pieces to the bag. Once he finished with them, he moved on to the smaller pieces of porcelain and the wet coffee. Craig unfolded a towel and covered his hand with it. In a sweeping motion he started to mop up the mess, and move the sections of mug into a pile. After the mass of liquid had been taken care of, he looked up and realized he was much closer to Tweek than he had thought. Craig lifted the last few fragments to the bag and dropped them inside.
"Th-thanks, Craig…" Tweek uttered.
"No problem...it was sort of my fault anyway," Craig replied a small smile gracing his slim face.
Tweek tied the bag closed, and took the sopping towels from Craig, intending to wash them in his small kitchen sink. The dark haired teen jumped up and grabbed the blond's arm, making him jump suddenly.
"Tweek…are you okay? I...I woke up with these, uh...marks on my arm. I was thinking that maybe these were from not having the medications that you need. Let me shower up and…we can see if you can get that prescription filled?"
"I..I..yeah..maybe…I didn't think they would be this bad…I only missed one! Ugh!..." Tweek trailed off, looking towards the kitchen. Craig let him go, and took the things from his hands, moving towards the kitchen with them. He placed the towels in the sink, and the garbage by the door to take out when they went hunting for a pharmacy. Turning around, Craig went back to Tweek's side, hugging him tightly and pulling him towards the bathroom, hoping to take his mind off of things.
Tweek became lax in his arms, moving with Craig towards the bathroom, still wrapped in his thoughts. Craig backed off a little, bending down and looping his arms beneath Tweek's knees, making the man squeak as well as wrenching him out of his thoughts. The blond wrapped his arms around Craig's neck hurriedly, afraid to fall.
A hiss escaped Craig's lips as Tweek settled against the marks on his arms, but he ignored the pain. Tweek shifted gently to a more comfortable position for the short trip to the bathroom, he leaned up to meet their lips in a quick kiss. Craig moved to the door frame, shifting the light body in his arms to straddle his torso, pushing him up against the wall. Their lips pushed into each other, tongues battling and hips pushing roughly into each other. The noirette pulled back with a gasp, looking deep into the eyes of the blond resting on his hips. Craig ground his hips into those of the other, eliciting a moan from him.
Tweek moved his head forward to push their foreheads together as he moaned lewdly from the pleasure licking its way up from his hips. With his eyes closed, and arms wrapped around Craig's neck, Tweek couldn't imagine being anywhere else. He loved the feeling of Craig's minutely larger body beneath him. Craig slammed their lips together again and pushed off of the wall, finally travelling into the bathroom and placing the small body in his arms on the counter. He slipped away and turned the shower on, warming the bathroom as the water heated. Turning back, his eyes raked over the naked body of the blond.
The skin on the pale body was turning a shade of red at the heat coming from the shower, as well as the feeling of being watched. His eyes slid from the floor up the body of the other, meeting his eyes. Standing on shaky legs Tweek moved towards the noirette, clasping his hands behind the neck of the other. Tweek leaned into his body, almost tipping them both over and dropping them both to the floor. Craig straightened himself and made sure they were stable.
He gathered the blond in his arms and moved into the shower, closing the curtain behind them. The water scalding his back as it cascaded down over his legs made him shiver. Tweek moved to thrust his hips forward into Craig's, groans escaping both of their lips into the steamy air surrounding them.
Craig grabbed the soap, slicking up his fingers and getting them more slippery than water would have made possible. His fingers danced down Tweek's back, a finger twirling and rubbing around the hole he had experienced for the first time the previous night. He toyed gently with the rim before he thrust the digit inside, curling the finger in a 'come hither' motion. Tweek gasped and his arms clutched tighter around Craig's neck, legs getting weaker at the knees. Craig's eyes searched the blond's face, making sure there was no discomfort before continuing. A second finger was soon in the tight heat of Tweek's body, bringing pleasure to the smaller man. Every thrust and twitch of Craig's fingers had him unraveling in the arms of his lover. Soon the blond was a moaning mess, begging for Craig to enter him. Craig turned swiftly to grab a small dollop of shampoo before running a hand through his hair to spread the substance. He really did want to shower. He did the same, and motioned for Tweek to rub it in and rinse off quickly. With that out of the way, Craig turned the blond so his rear was aimed towards the water, spreading the cheeks there and letting water wash away the soap he'd used for preparing Tweek.
Once finished with that, he bent to turn the water off and pulled the curtain back with his other hand. Craig pinned his lover to the shower wall and Tweek lifted his legs to wrap around the waist of the other. The noirette manoeuvred them both out of the shower and back into the bedroom, peppering the face and neck near his with small open mouthed kisses. Depositing the smaller onto the bed, Craig ran back to the living room, grabbing the other condom from his wallet and his last packet of lube and racing back. He entered the room to see Tweek on the bed, stroking himself gently.
Not letting his nerves get the best of him, especially when they had done this same thing just last night, Tweek focussed on the smooth skin of his shaft, tracing the veins up and down, squeezing at inconsistent intervals. He knew Craig would be gentle and that is why he wasn't really worried, he dropped his other hand to fondle his balls as well, finding the pleasure to be a good way to ground himself.
Craig groaned when he saw the sight before him. He ripped into the foil packet in his hand with renewed fervour and rolled the condom down his length. Then he ripped the corner of the other package and spread some onto his hand, proceeding to lube up the angry red appendage sticking out from his pelvis. He groaned at the feeling of his hand running up the shaft, looking forward to feeling Tweek again he moved to the bed and climbed on. The blankets bunched up under his knees, but Craig didn't care, he was too busy looking hungrily at the blond's body before him. The black-haired teen re-lubed his fingers and thrust two into the snug hole. A groan escaped both pairs of lips, one at the tightness, and the other at the pleasure coursing through his body. Craig's eyes roamed the slight body and traced it up to the face that was making lewd sounds. He leaned forward and snatched the lips there, taking advantage of the open-state of them. He added the last finger to the snug hole, thrust until he felt Tweek was ready, and switched positions so that he was resting between the knees of the other.
Craig carefully watched the face below him as he lined up, and began to push inside the smaller body. Tweek moaned at the sudden intrusion, nervous at first, but he remembered the pleasure that he'd felt the night before, and was keen to feel it again. The blond met eyes with the other, pushing his hips down to feel more of the rigid length pressing into him. Finally, Craig was fully inside the tight entrance of the blond once more. He loved the feeling of the body beneath him, writhing in pleasure, but before he moved, he had to make sure the other was comfortable. The unspoken question was answered with a pivot of the hips beneath his own.
Craig's hips thrust forward into the tight heat of Tweek's body, a gasp wrenching its way out of both people. He pulled out slowly, on to thrust back in with a jerk of his hips. A pace was started, agonizingly slow withdrawals followed by hard, heavy thrusts back in.
Moans escaped both people. Not letting up until both were on the brink of completion. Craig wrapped his large hand around the previously untouched length between them and stroked up and down 3 times before the small body beneath his own was nearly screaming out his release. A single, last, deep thrust, brushed up on the firm bundle of nerves within the tight channel, thus causing the hole to tighten around Craig and make him groan out his own release, collapsing onto the body under him.
Though spent and exhausted, Craig remembered that Tweek still needed a refill and they had to look for a pharmacy. He reluctantly pulled away from the sweaty and tired body he'd been laying on, and slid the condom off. He tied the end, and threw it in the trash can to accompany the first. A hand was extended to Craig from the nearly boneless body, asking silently for help.
A small chuckle left Craig's lips and he grasped the hand, pulling the light body gently to the end of the bed, and helping him up. The two kissed one more time before gathering their clothes and putting them on again.
They met at the front door, Tweek grabbing his keys and Craig replacing his wallet into his pocket and sliding on his shoes. They shared another kiss before Craig opened the door, asking one final time if Tweek had grabbed the prescriptions to be filled.
"Y-yes…I have them." He replied, stepping through the door, closely followed by Craig. Tweek turned to lock the door when Craig asked what he'd wanted to ask for a long, long time.
"Hey..Tweek?"
"Y-yeah Craig?" came the reply as Tweek finished locking the door, turning to view his friend with curiosity.
"Would you like to hit a restaurant for dinner after we find a pharmacy?"
"Y-y-you m-mean like a d-d-date?" came the answer, realization dawning in the blond's light eyes.
"Uhhh, well it could be if that's what you'd like to think of it as…" he trailed off, nervous at the answer.
Tweek's reply came as a surprise, "Craig..will you..be my boyfriend….?" a hopeful look in his eyes.
"Of course I will." One final shared kiss, before they set off on their lengthy trip to find a pharmacy on the otherside of town, only one was open on weekends, and it was this one.
A/N: I HOPE YOU ENJOYED MY CREEK FIC. I know, cheesy ending, sorry guys. It wasn''t supposed to be though lol. Please leave a review and let me know what you thought of it. If there is any way I can fix it up, let me know and I can try to the best of my abilities to do so. Sincerely, Cuddles. P.S. I apologize for this being soooo late I had a severe case of writer's block for the longest time, and only now was able to finish it. :/ Also…this was not supposed to be a smutty scene, but that is how it turned out. Sorry guys, I'll try to lessen the smut content in fics coming in the future. XD unless you like them, then let me knowwwwwww. Again, Sincerely Cuddles.