Let me start off with saying sorry for not updated in FOREVER...(like 3 months I think) So much DHRAMA has been going on...yes i know i spelled it wrong but it adds a certain sparkle bitch
Me: You know what would make me sooooo happy
Craig: If i could do your laundry
Me: NINE *whips random desk with random whip* actually Craig you are welcome to do me laundry anytime...okay back to what i was saying...if you really like this and think your friends would like it please tell them to check it out PLEASE...I'm so fucking desperate :'(
Also I tried my best to go slow so sorry if you think it's rushed...and random...YEAH IT'S KENNY TIME THIS CHAPTER 3
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BUTTER'S P.O.V.
For about an hour Kenny and I rested on the couch in complete silence. My parents would be home any second and of course I still haven't thought of an excuse for my battered and bruised face. I looked up at Kenny and whimpered. His tears had fallen from above me and onto my shirt. Then the sound of my mom's car pulling into the driveway broke the silence.
"Shit," Kenny whispered and tightened his grip around me. We sat in anxiousness as we awaited her arrival. Soon the sound of the door opening and her footsteps echoed through the house.
"Butter's honey, I'm home," she waltzed into the living room, "Butter's what happened," sh gasped at the sight of my physical appearance.
"Mom," I outstretched my arms and waited for her embracing hug.
"Kenny, what happened?" She clasped my fragile body and turned to Kenny.
"Mom, I fell down the stairs," I shook in her arms, "Kenny hadn't heard from me all day so he came over to check on me and he found me at the bottom of the stairs, he saved my life," I whimpered.
"Thank you Kenny for taking care of Butter's," Mrs. Stotch's face started to stream tears. Kenny shifted uncomfortably.
KENNY'S P.O.V.
"I have to go," I bent forward and kissed Butters on the forehead and ran out of the house. Guilt was dousing me. They were making me out to be the hero when really I was the villain. Sooner or later I'm going to slip and hurt Butters more than I did today. My thoughts were interrupted by a sound of a car parking on the side of the street.
"Kenny," I heard someone calling my name so I turned around. Shit, it had to be fucking Kyle stepping out of his car. I could make out two figures in his car, Eric and Stan. Kyle walked up toward me; he must've washed his face and changed his clothes because not a spot of blood was on him from earlier. He just walked up to me as if nothing ever happened. He must've forgiven me, just like Butters did. Why aren't they mad at me, I kicked the shit out of them and their not even mad or upset.
"Yes," my voice cracked as the word slipped from my lips.
"Stan, Eric, and I have tickets to go see a movie tonight you wanna come," he shifted his legs and looked down at the ground.
"I'm sorry Kyle but I don't have any money to buy a ticket, maybe some other time," I shrugged and started off. Why would I want to go to the movies with Eric, Stan and Kyle? Eric and I literally just had sex a few hours ago and Kyle and I had a few swings at each other not later than an hour ago. Everyone was trying to go about like shit never happened and that was really pissing me off.
"WAIT!" He jabbed his arm out and pulled me back to him, "I got you a ticket already," Kyle showed me the ticket nervously as if I asked for verification. I thought for a moment and finally came to a conclusion, 'if everyone else is going to act like everything's fine and dandy and nothing ever happen then why the fuck can't I'.
"Oh what the hell, I'll go," I zipped the rest of my jacket up and snatched the ticket away.
"Sweet," Kyle turned away and got into his car. I took the empty seat in the back next to Eric.
"KINNY!" Eric yelled and wrapped his arms around me. You think there would be sexual tension but Eric wasn't making a big deal out of it so I thought I wouldn't either. I still felt some tension rising in the air between us all. The car started to cruise down the street. I felt so awkward sitting in the same car with everyone at once. I tried to get my mind off everything so I rolled down the window and stuck my head out. The only good thing about this was that I didn't have to pay for the ticket.
"We haven't all hung out together forever," Stan practically jumped out of his seat and shouted, it broke my intense thought.
"The last time we all hung out together was back in 8th grade," Kyle slammed on the brakes at a red light and pulled out a cigarette.
"Kyle, you smoke," I strained my neck to the front of the car.
"HAHA, the Jew just wants to look cool," Eric kicked Kyle seat and snorted.
"Shut up fatass, and Kenny it was just a habitat I picked up from my mom," Kyle shrugged and lit his cigarette. Eric rolled his eyes and whipped out his phone, moments later I got a text from him.
YOU HAVE A NEW TEXT FROM; ERIC FATTARD CARTMAN:
Dude that Jew is just trying to look hardcore in front of you…he's such a Jew ;)
What the fuck was the winky face supposed to mean….anyways I unbelievingly looked over at him; he saw my facial expression and started to nod furiously. I cocked one eyebrow and smiled greedily. Butters and I need a break for a while…that doesn't mean I can't have any fun. With him really pursuing becoming Marjorie I don't think he would mind.
"Trade seats," I begged Cartman enough so he traded. I got up and slid in front of him, just as I made my way over him he gyrated his hips forward. I sat down abruptly and looked at him. I really think I was just molested, but he didn't make anything of it. I shook it off because now I was behind Kyle.
"Watch this," I mouthed out to Cartman and winked. My hand slowly moved from my knee up through the open space between the driver's seat and the car door. Eric realized what I was doing and focused his eyes on Kyle. After a while feeling around I felt Kyle's leg.
"Kyle turned the music up loud I want to rock out," Eric was trying to drowned out the car so Stan wouldn't hear Kyle if he shrieked. Kyle moved his hand to the radio and maxed out the volume. Finally I had outstretched my arm long enough for my hand to land relatively close to Kyle dick. I ran my fingers over it and teased him.
"Kenny!" he screeched and turned his eyes to the mirror. Our eyes met and he blushed. I pulled my arm quickly back to my side and started to chuckle. Cartman and I laughed our ass off the rest of the ride. When we finally reached the movies everyone got out except for Kyle.
"Come on fag, LET'S GO," Eric shouted and beat on his window, he then turned to me and said, "No offense Kinny,"
"None taken," I gruffly spoke.
"Kyle, I don't want to miss the previews, THERE MY FAVORITE PART," Stan whined and proceeded to scuff his shoe.
"You guys go ahead I'll meet you inside," Kyle opened his door and got out. He pulled out a cigarette and started to light it. Something was fucking Kyle up and I could tell he wanted to talk. Butters does it too, he'll just mop around and wait until someone asks him 'what's up' before he'll tell you.
"Save me a seat," I gestured them away.
"Why did you do that?" Kyle blew his smoke right into my face. I batted it away and shrugged.
"I don't know, it just looks like you need to talk to someone," I flat out told him the truth. He shifted uncomfortably.
"Why did you do that in the car, you and Butters are going out," he questioned and brought the cigarette back to his lips.
"We needed a break," I stretched out my arms and yawned. Kyle dropped his cigarette to the ground and dug his foot into the concrete were it laid. He looked back up to me and started walking, I followed him in curiosity. Once we had made our way behind the movie theatre he grabbed a hold of my arm.
"Kenny, I love you," he tried to push me against the wall by forcing himself onto me. His kissed were sloppier then a dog's. It was too awkward to see him to seduce me into kissing him back. I finally pushed him away.
"Kyle, what the fuck man?" he cheeks turned a bright red and his eyes kept darting away from mine.
"I'm sorry," he whimpered and tried to burry himself in his scarf.
"You don't have to be, I was just asking," and then I did the thing I was going to regret the most, I brought my hand to his hair and tucked one of his locks behind his ear. This time I made the first move and brought my lips to Kyle's. He wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me closer to him; our bodies were pressed against each other.
"Kenny I still feel bad about Butters," Kyle moaned as my lips moved down his neck. I stopped and looked up at him.
"Butters and I really need a break, it's really the best decision right now," I tried to reassure him as I went back to kissing his neck.
"Okay," Kyle shrugged and put his hand to my chest, "Let's get out of here and go to my place, nobodies home" he smiled and started off in the direction of his car. I stood there for a moment in thought. My mom always told me to think before I act. If Butters ever found out would he be mad? Well I leaded Kyle on and you always have to take the fall for your actions. I shook away the thoughts and rushed after Kyle. We got into his car and drove off.
"Stan and Eric are going to be pissed," I spoke as I rolled down the window to get some air.
"I really don't give a shit," Kyle laughed and sped on. As we got closer to his house the more I began to think about Butters. Everything was happening so fast. What the fuck was I thinking earlier? Why does everything have to be so complicated? When finally reached Kyle's house I couldn't even open the car door.
"Come on Kenny, I don't want to be blatant about it but I'm really horny," Kyle spoke hurriedly as he ran to open his front door. And then it hit me…..Butters and I were always going to be in love but there will always be one thing holding him…us…back, Marjorie. He was more Marjorie then Butters and that little bitch and I weren't in love. I threw the car door open, jumped out and made my way to Kyle's front door. He shut the door behind me and directed me to his bedroom.
Once we had made it upstairs and into his room I started to tear the clothes right off his body. I slammed him against his bed and nipped at his neck.
"Kenny," he softly moaned as I started to kiss his bare chest. I paused for a moment and tore off my shirt. I threw it on the floor and resumed kissing Kyle's chest. The feeling of our bare chest rubbing against each other set chills down my spine. Butters and I had never done it so rough and exciting like this.
Kyle started to rub his irritated erection against mine. This made me want him so bad. I grabbed for his pants and unbuttoned them, then slid them down his smooth legs. He reached for a bottle of lotion in his bedside drawer and took of my pants along with my boxers quickly. I stiffened as he rubbed lotion on my cock. He kissed me one last time on the lips before he turned over.
"I'm ready," he whispered as he braced himself. I pushed into him with my member; I heard a cry escape his mouth.
"Kenny, I love you," Kyle moaned. He said it just like Butters use too…. No matter what I did or who I was with I couldn't get Butters off my mind. I placed my hand on Kyle's bare hips and quicken my pace. I pretended that my hands were on Butters delicate girlish hips. Out of anger that Kyle wasn't Butters I dug my nails into his skin. With all my strength I pushed my hips the farthest they could go and I released into Kyle.
I turned over on my back and tried to catch my breath. Kyle wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. Then he got up and left the room, but I really didn't notice because all I could think about was Butters.
I wonder what he's doing right now….
BUTTERS P.O.V.
"Butters honey I'm so glad you're alright!" my mom brought me son closer to her as we rested on the couch.
"Mom, when can I go see the doctor?" I looked up at her and sighed.
"I'll go call now and see if you can go tomorrow," she got up and left the room. The house was so quiet I could hear the buttons on the phone being pushed. I really wished Kenny would've stayed and spent the night.
I wonder what he's doing right now….
I'll try to update quicker this time but it probably wont be up anytime this week b/c I'm starting to work on a WW2 Kyman,
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Craig: What the hell was the winky face for?
Me: Oh I think you know
Craig: Bitch I think I don't know
Me: STFU CRAIG NO ONE LIKES YOU ASSHOLE!
Craig: ...and this is why no one likes to hang out with you guys..
Cartman: CRAIG YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE...i love cheesy poofs you love cheesy poofs if we didn't eat cheesy poofs then we'd be lame
A/N: Dear reader...I'm very sorry but I am as bored as sheet