Wendy and Cartman
"And you're fine cheating on that hippy?" Cartman asked as Wendy's hands pushed at his jacket, sliding it off in the empty bedroom. She'd suddenly come over unannounced and next thing he knew here they were.
"Yes." Was her quick reply and Cartman found his hat discarded aswell. Wendy's eyes locked onto his. "Why, do you feel bad doing this behind your friends back?" He didn't even think, head already shaking.
"No." Wendy smiled at him.
"Good," Cherry flavoured lips pressed against his and Cartman pulled at her jacket. "Neither do I." The jacket fell and Wendy's arms wrapped round his neck once more.
"You're a bitch, you know that?" He couldn't resist. Teasing lips drew up into another smile and Wendy leant in once again, whispering by his ear.
"Isn't that why you like me Eric?"