"MMPH!" The large boy struggled underneath me. I pinned his wrists to the grass, deepening the kiss. He eventually gave up, and let me kiss him. Stan was peeking through the car window, smiling hugely like the dork he is.
To make things more intimate, I took my left hand and groped Cartman's groin, rubbing my thumb over it. He tried pushing me off him, but after I started moving my thumb around, he stopped and started to moan.
He fucking moaned. The fat bastard's actually enjoying this. I licked his lips, then when I felt a boner in my left hand I stopped. Everything. I stood up and smirked as he sat up on the grass and frowned deeply.
"I fucking hate you, Tucker." Cartman sneered. I rolled my eyes.
"That's not what your body says."
He flipped me off. Then I flipped him off back with both hands like a fuckin' boss. "I can do that too." I muttered, doing so. Cartman stood up, his boner obvious. His face was beet red as he headed towards the door to get inside. I shot Stan a look and mouthed "leave" before following Cartman. He turned around at the door, noticing my presence.
"I hope you know that your dumbass of a boyfriend is leaving you here." Cartman mumbled as Stan started to swirve away. I smirked, shaking my head while he turned the doorknob.
Once we got through the door, I wrapped my arms around his large waist, my fingers just overlapping each other. He let out a long exasperated sigh. "Get the fuck off me, asshole. I don't ever remember inviting your scrawny ass in."
I ignored him, bringing myself closer to his body and kissed the back of his thick neck. I could feel him turning redder, if even possible. I brought my lips to his left ear, kissing beneath it before whispering, "I love your pudginess."
Cartman whispered back, "What is wrong with you..." He sounded slightly out of breath.
"Hn...Many things, actually..." I took his hand and led him over to the couch a few feet away, pushing him down forcefully. His expression was shocked. Was it because I was stronger than I look? Don't know. Don't care.
The next thing I did, Cartman certainly did not expect. He was probably expecting me to give him a hand job or something from my previous actions...and from his, he wouldn't have minded.
...I tackled and hugged him. "Mngh. You're so fucking squiiishy." I said into his chest, voice coming out a bit muffled from the pressure. "Watashi no tedībeate kudasai?"
"...What?" He asked, clearly not knowing japanese. I lifted my head from his chest.
"Watashi no tedībeate kudasai?" He stared at me like I was crazy. I let out an overly dramatic sigh. "Be my teddy bear?" He still stared at me. "Y U NO LOVE ME ERIIC~?" I rolled off him on purpose, and plopped on the floor.
"No words can describe you right now." The boy muttered and stood up, heading towards the stairs. I squeaked loudly. It wasn't exactly crying, but I'm sure he got the overreacted sad thing I was trying to get to him. Cartman groaned loudly, and went up the stairs and probably into his room. I just aimlessly laid there on the floor until the weed decided to shut my body down for the night.