Title: Let Me Violate You
Chapter: Five / Epilogue
Fandom: South Park
Characters/Pairings: Kenny/Craig, Craig Tucker, Kenny McCormick, Bebe Stevens, Craig/Bebe friendship
Rating: R
Narrative: Craig's POV, first person
Genre: Romance
Length: 5 chapters
Warnings: Language, slash and mild sexual situations
Spoilers: Up to series 12, "Pandemic". Only a slight mention.
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park
Author's Note: Part 5, final. Wow, I didn't expect this so get fluffy at all. Weird.
Summary: When Craig agreed to go to a party with Kenny, he hadn't realised what Kenny's motives were. Part 5, final.
The next day at school had been interesting. Kenny spent a lot more time in class watching me rather than doing any work. To be honest, I couldn’t be bothered to concentrate either. When I finally noticed Kenny was watching me though, I decided to have a bit of fun with the tosser.
I looked to the pencil in my hand, which made him look at it too. Then I started to chew on the end, as I do when I’m thinking, just to see if he’d notice. He definitely fucking did, his eyes started to widen and a small perverted smile came onto his face. I smirked at him and locked eye contact. After that, I started to move the pencil further into my mouth, and then move it back down again. The horny fucker was playing right into it, watching both me and the pencil intently. I went for the killer; I whipped my tongue out and started to curl it around the tip, before running it down the length of it. I repeated the action a few times, and was satisfied to notice Kenny move his hand down to his crotch. I started sucking the end of the pencil then. It was fucking hilarious to watch Kenny’s face.
“Craig Tucker, if you keep giving oral sex to that pencil, I’m going to give you detention!” He hollered. Both me and Kenny nearly jumped out of our seats at that. I put my pencil down, and I had to laugh when I saw Kenny’s expression. He looked so fucking depressed about it that I had to feel sorry for him. I shrugged at him and he scowled back, before turning back to his work.
I was about to turn back to my own work, when a ball of paper seemed to fly onto my desk. I opened it and smirked, recognising who must have written in.
‘I fucking knew you’d do it.’
I turned to Bebe’s seat and saw her smiling at me, satisfied. I flipped her off while smiling back, and to my amusement, she returned the gesture with the addition of sticking out her tongue.
Apparently, since I’d ‘personally wronged’ Kenny so much in that class, it was my ‘punishment’ as well as my ‘duty’ to help him get off in the bathroom afterwards. I’d never given a blowjob before, but after watching Kenny give me one last night, I was quick to learn. From the moans he made, I was pretty good at it as well, which made this easier.
If I’d thought just kissing him was good, then it was nothing compared to the sex, which came soon after. It was completely exhilarating, and after the first few times I’d felt drunk afterwards. I think that’s normal though. It just felt so fucking good.
I’m not sure when mine and Kenny’s relationship actually started, but I assume it was after that first time. We never actually went ‘public’ in the usual sense. There wasn’t really any need to - if people figured it out, then that was fine. Otherwise, there was no bother. There was no ‘coming out’ needed either. I’m still sure that I’m not gay. Well, as Bebe said, everyone’s a little gay, but I’m straight for the most part. I couldn’t imagine doing this with any other guy, it was just Kenny. I knew I sounded like a girl whenever I thought things like that, but what the hell.
Since Kenny had a strange kink for semi-public sex, often during school, we normally got discovered in compromising positions. Tweek found us in the boy’s showers and nearly had a heart attack. Most people were pretty good about it though. Clyde was so encouraged by it that he instantly came out about being gay himself, but felt a little embarrassed afterwards when I told him I’m not actually gay. Token and Tweek did not seem to mind, well, after Tweek calmed down, and Stan and Kyle seemed pretty damn excited about it. Suppose they had some company now, in a strange way. As assumed though, Cartman killed Kenny a few times over it; he still hasn’t gotten over his homophobic tendencies after all these years. Apparently he hadn’t known that Kenny went for guys as well, like me before. After Cartman walked in on us that one time, I thought he was going to kill me as well. He threatened to gouge his own eyes out, but did not get the reaction he wanted, when Kenny seemed to like the idea.
Bebe and I hung out after that. I think that confused people more than me and Kenny did. I would have told someone to fuck off though, if they’d told me I’d be her friend in the future. She’s cool though, so I don’t really give a shit. People can think what they want.
My life’s pretty fucked up right now, I suppose, but I don’t care
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