IkeFilmore 2

I don't own South Park

"Which one looks better?" Filmore ashed showing two almost identical hats to Ike who was lying on his bed reading comic he picked up from pile in one corner.

"You look great even without hat." Ike said calmly. "But, you look best naked during sex." he added.

"Ike!" Filmore shouted blushing madly. "Will you be nice to my family today?" he asked trying to change subject. He knew well enough to not talk with Ike about some stuff if he didn't want it to happen.

"You know that almost all your aunts hate me?" Ike retorted. "Can't we just stay home and have..."
"No!" Filmore interrupted. He got enough of Ike shenanigans. This guy could just think about two things – sex and embarrassing Filmore. "It's aunt Rosies daughters birthday."

"She hates me more than any other aunt of yours. One of them even takes me for a girl. It's clear I'm man in this relationship, right honey?" Ike said smiling mischievously, comic book already forgotten on top of it's pile.

"Let's just skip it, Filie." Ike whined.

"No, and stop calling me this. You're such child sometimes." Filmore complained deciding to leave topic of hats and not take any. "Can you think about something else for one day?" he asked.

"No." Ike immediately answered. "I'm horny. And it's all your fault. Take responsibility." he demanded.

"I won't and it's all your perverted minds fault." Filmore said trying to get his hair to stop being spiky. He failed at it.

"C'mon, Filie. I know you want it~" Ike purred hugging other from behind.

"Can't you go back to being a robot? Hands off pervert." Filmore protested.

"Filmore Anderson if you won't have sex with me I'll tell whole school you're gay for me." Ike threatened.

"I guess everyone knows with how you can't keep you hands to yourself." older teen noticed.

"I can't help how cute you are." Canadian defended himself but walking back. "What will I get from being nice to your aunts?" he asked tilting his head to side and clearly looking at others ass.

"I'm not cute. As for reward..." Filmore slowly started. Ike 'hymed' behind him. "I'll let you do anything you want to me." He knew Ike will want it.

"I wonder if we have handcuffs somewhere here?" Ike wondered.

"Anything except stuff like this. Normal sex is okay, some weird perverted things – not so much." Filmore corrected.

"Fine." Ike whined clearly disappointed pouting a bit. "But you have to give me at least a kiss now." he added. Sighing Filmore quickly kissed his friend.

"Happy now?"

"Almost. Wear this." Ike said handing other his Banff Bears jacket.

"Why? I plan taking my own jacked with me." Filmore said.

"Your ass looks too nice in those pants." Ike said calmly as another blush was creeping his way up older teens face. "I wouldn't like someone weird looking at it." he added.

"Pervert." Filmore mumbled taking blouse anyway. It might been middle of summer but Still they were in South Park, it wasn't as warm as anywhere else. "Won't you be cold?" he asked.

"I'm from Canada, I have plus fifty ice resist. And if I'll be cold I can just hug you." Ike explained smiling smugly. Filmore just smiled. He loved Ikes random Canadian jokes. Some people might been alreaadt ired of them but he loved those.

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