Extra Cream Please

"...Craig?"

Craig's lips curled upward at the hesitation in Tweeks voice. But it wasn't just hesitation, it was the sound of dependency, that no matter what he said next, Tweek would be ready to do it.

Craig pressed his body closer causing Tweek to shake. "Calm yourself, Tweek." He murmured letting his fingers slide through Tweek's tangled blond hair.

Tweek's gaze was locked into Craig's and there was nothing he could do about looking away. His arms were slack at his side as Craig seemed to move closer when there was hardly any room between them as it was.

Craig exhaled slowly, his hot breath visibly rolling over Tweek's face, his lips pressed against Tweek's. "Craig?" Tweek asked with desperation, he wanted an answer, anything. However the repetition of his name and the uncertainty in Tweek's voice Craig however slowly backed off.

"C'mon Tweek." He mumbled as thoughts cluttered his mind, he had plenty questions of his own that he needed answers for.

The walk to Craig's house was silent, though Tweek could hardly stop his fidgeting, he didn't say anything, merely followed behind Craig.

Craig shoved his hand into his jeans and pulled out his keys while he selected the house key, momentarily fidgeting with the lock before easily pushing the door open. Both his parents would be at work for a few more hours and the house was virtually Craig's most days.

Tweek looked down at his shoes as they stood the powder-dusted stoop of Craig's house, listening to the sound of the snow crunching softly under his feet as he shifted weight where he stood. Craig stepped inside reaching for Tweek's belt loop, slipping two fingers into the denim loop and tugged him inside, startling the blond.

"Aah!" Focusing on where he felt the contact, he was surprised to see Craig's finger looped through his belt once again. The nervous blond slowly looked over at Craig, eyes wide. Why was he touching him? I mean, he didn't really mind or anything... After all, it was just Craig. Tweek twitched, quickly looking at Craig's hand, then back to Craig.

"You alright?" Craig asked glancing down at him.

"Yeah...Th-thanks." He said, smiling to himself, shaking lightly. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to clear his mind but found no relief from his constant anxiety. He looked up at Craig who had released him so he could hang up his coat and hat.

"If you want, you know where the coffee stuff is if, you know, if you want to make a pot." Craig suggested looking over at Tweek.

"Nigh! O-kay..." He said nervously walking down the hallway to the kitchen.

Craig's dark eyes followed him down the hallway and he sighed slowly trying to calm the strain he was feeling. Craig ran a hand through his hair and paced a little listening to the sound of the coffee pot and ceramic mugs tapping the counter lightly. Craig bit his tongue having a serious inner debate. Would it really be defiling Tweek? Only if Tweek said no, right? But...even if Tweek didn't want it, wouldn't he say so? He wouldn't really let Craig get away with anything...would he?
Craig took off his sneakers and walked down the hallway and paused in the kitchen door frame. Tweek's back was facing him and the way his wrinkled shirt was resting, revealed a sliver of pale flesh, enough to get Craig's heart pounding against his chest like a jackhammer.

Craig silently made his way up behind Tweek who was fidgeting with teaspoons, watching the coffee drizzle down into the pot. Craig pressed himself up behind Tweek, his erection rubbing up between Tweek's slender thighs, the material of their clothes the only barrier between them.

"Gah! Craig... I... Wh-What are you doing?" Tweek asked, his voice weak and squeaky. Tweek froze, the teaspoon falling from his hands, a light clatter resonating as it hit the counter.

Craig smiled slightly, his arms sliding under Tweek's and wrapping around his chest. Craig was not surprised that Tweek smelled like coffee, but it was the mixture of coffee and delicately perfumed soap that really got him off. He ground against Tweek a little rougher, a guttural sound projecting from his throat.

Wide-eyed and slightly frightened, Tweek stood still. 'Ohgod...He'sGonnaHurtMeOhGodWhy?!' His thoughts frantic.

Craig slowly turned Tweek around to get a good look at him. He didn't want to force...this on Tweek, no matter how badly he wanted it.
Tweek leaned back against the counter, the edge rubbing into his back as he looked up at Craig. Craig's hand slipped behind Tweek's back, buffering the edge of the counter from his back. Tweek's lips twitched a little in his panic, he started to fidget with his shirt, pinching and twisting the edges.

Craig smiled a little letting Tweek get it out of his system now. "Stop it, Tweek." He said softly after a moment or two. Craig ran his hand through Tweek's hair. "Shhhh...shhhh..." He murmured moving closer, his chest flat against Tweek's. Craig let his hands gently slide down Tweek's side, his arousal rubbing up against Tweek's abdomen. "Don't be so nervous." He murmured leaning down letting his lips capture Tweek's in a soft kiss. He let his tongue roam over his lips, sliding into his mouth, warm and wet, rubbing erotic little circles against Tweek's tongue.

"Mnn..." He moaned softly, shutting his eyes more gracefully than anyone would ever expect of Tweek. Craig was really, really good at kissing. Well, not that Tweek knew anything about kissing, this being his first and all, but it was still really nice. He wasn't sure how to reciprocate the kiss. Just thinking of it made him panic. He tensed up, getting the same trademark scared, worried look in his eyes. God, why can't he do anything right?

Craig smiled against the warmth of Tweek's mouth. A coffee flavored kiss, much as Craig expected. Craig stroked the back of Tweek's neck in a calming fashion, not that he expected Tweek to react calmly, but he hoped it would help his nerves. "Shhhshh...you're doing fine." Craig murmured his mouth covering Tweek's for another soft delicious kiss. Craig's arousal only growing as their bodies were still pressed so close together. Craig let his arms wrap around Tweek's slender, nearly anorexic form hauling him up against his chest, he pulled Tweek's legs up and around his waist and carried him into the living room relocating activities to the large couch. Craig was still demanding kisses as he rubbed Tweek's neck, hoping to keep him calm. Though if Tweek really wanted to get away, Craig would release him. He had no intention of raping him, despite how much he wanted Tweek at that moment. Craig slowly pulled away and licked his lips looking down at Tweek's slender form pressed into the sofa cushions. As much as Craig wanted to proceed to pounce on him and ravage him, the ball was really in Tweek's court. Craig smiled softly and cleared his throat a little. "All you have to do is say no...if you don't want this." Craig said running a hand through his black hair.

Tweek moaned quietly, feeling his own arousal pushing against his tight blue jeans. "D-don't...d-don't st-st-stop." he whispered nervously and turned his head away, unable to make eye contact with Craig.

Craig sighed with relief as his body nestled back on top of Tweek, grinding against the other's erection. Craig leaned down and kissed him again. Propping himself on one arm, he reached between them and unbuckled his own pants first before reaching down and slowly wrapping his hand around Tweek's cock and smiled slightly at how well, it fit in his hand. He gave Tweek a gentle squeeze before leaning down and continued to kiss him. Craig groaned as his arousal rubbed against Tweek, the pleasure causing him to throb. It didn't take him long to relocate to the living room.

Craig took his time undressing Tweek, peeling his shirt off his frail body. He grinned slightly as his thumbs slid between Tweek's boxers, revealing his pale flesh. Inching them down over his hips, revealing more of the porcelainesque skin. Soon they too found their way to the heap of clothes that was accumulating on the floor.

Craig smirked looking down at Tweek, who was naked, and twitching beneath him, as far as Craig was concerned, looking vulnerable as hell. But he decided he liked that about Tweek. The fact that Tweek needed protecting.

Tweek peeked up at Craig, whose eyes were wandering over Tweek's emaciated body. "S-sorry." he mumbled nervously.

Craig just shook his head. It was pointless to inform Tweek that he had nothing to apologize for, he would always be that way and nothing would change that. Craig finally began to undress himself. Pulling off his t-shirt and long sleeve shirt, he sat straddling Tweek in just his jeans. He slid off the couch and tugged his jeans off of his hips where the too met their fate in the pile of garments that was collecting beside the coffee table.

Craig smiled as he crawled back on top of Tweek, his warm bare flesh sliding up against Tweek's cooler skin, sending shivers down his spine. Craig let his gaze dropped to Tweek's face, his expression nervous. "...Remember all you have to do is say no..." Craig murmured leaning down and giving Tweek a long, wet, reassuring kiss before he pushed Tweek's legs apart.

Craig gave Tweek a devious smile as he leaned forward his mouth coming down on the other's collar bone, he gently nipped at the erogenous flesh, reveling as Tweek shivered and moaned softly. He couldn't control his grin as he felt the smaller boy twitch beneath him.

Tweek gasped slightly and opened himself up for Craig, whom happily accepted. Craig leaned down and continued to press kisses along Tweek's flat stomach, moving ever downward. He hesitated, his tongue a few inches from Tweek's erection.

Craig cleared his throat slightly before straightening out. Decidedly, he would get to that lesson at a later time. Craig gently placed his hands on Tweek's hips and easily rolled him onto his stomach, before propping him up on all fours and then he paused. "Fuck..." He muttered running a hand through his dark hair he stood up. "Don't move." He ordered as he hopped off the couch and dashed upstairs to his bedroom and grabbed a small bottle of lube. The last thing he wanted was for Tweek to be miserable for his...mostly likely, first experience. Though admittedly, he and Clyde had uh, already experimented.

Craig sighed a little as he climbed back up behind Tweek. A grin crossing his lips. He squirted a fair amount into his hand before leaning over Tweek and gently kissed his neck. His hand however found what it was looking for and slowly massaged the clear jelly against Tweek's tight entrance.

Tweek gasped and bit his lip having remained mostly silent. The cool liquid against his warm flesh, startled him. Though he wouldn't argue with Craig, how could he? Tweek groaned letting his head drop slightly as Craig kissed his neck, his fingers slowly prodding Tweek open, massaging him as he was kissed. Tweek groaned, shaking, as per normal. Craig's hand massaging the other's tight flesh a little wider as he added an additional finger, mimicking the motions of what he was about to do to him. Craig smiled a little, the light mint chocolate scent filling the air. Craig had a thing for mint chocolate, it was only appropriate that his lube smell and taste that way.

Smiling slightly, Craig pulled his fingers out, slowly rubbing a small circle around Tweek's bottom, finally moving his hand around to grab hold of Tweek's erection, while he let his own nestle up between the other's rear.

Tweek moaned slightly fidgeting more than usual. But Craig didn't hesitate, slowly he pushed himself into Tweek, letting him get accustomed to the feel of his arousal buried inside of his tight flesh for the first time. Though as ready as Craig was to pound him into the cushions of the couch, he was weary not to scar him for the rest of his mortal life.

Craig pushed himself in a little deeper before pulling his erection from Tweek, repeating the action with tender care. Tweek took slow jagged breaths his fingers digging tightly into the cushions of the couch.

"Shhh, you're doing really good...Nnnh, its okay." Craig whispered as he took his time. Tweek quivered and gasped with each slow thrust. Craig was dying to pick up the momentum, to viciously pull, Tweek against him him and dig his fingers into his hips until he came...but he'd save that for another day. He grit his teeth as he reined himself in.

He couldn't help but smile listening to Tweek, groan and gasp each time that he pushed him a little harder or forced himself deeper inside.

Craig's hand wrapped around Tweek's erection, his thumb massaging the head, where pearly beads of pre-cum slowly dripped down over his own hand as he stroked Tweek with each of his own thrusts. Tweek gasped and spazzed, he couldn't take it anymore. His erection was throbbing as Craig squeezed and stroked him to the point of no return. He choked down a sob as he bit his lip, cumming. His seed sprayed into Craig's hand, cupped and ready to catch it so it wouldn't saturate the couch. That shit was hard to get off of things. Craig smiled and kissed Tweek's neck "Goood." He murmured reaching down and wiping his hand off with his own shirt.

Craig then placed both hand's on Tweek's hips, and pumped into him a little bit harder, groaning his approval. Tweek bit his lip and decided against doing anything other then stay on all fours unless directed to do otherwise. If he did the wrong thing, he really did not want to displease him.

The other gasped and moaned, pushing himself deep into Tweek, who cried out in accordance still unaccustomed to having anything crammed up his ass. Craig grunted, as he finished cumming inside of Tweek, filling him to the brim. He gasped catching his breath, thrusting a few more times, a little less vigorously before he slowly pulled out. Craig lay back on the couch with a sigh, tugging Tweek along with him, so he could prop the frail boy up on his broader chest.

Craig didn't say anything, just kept his eyes closed and gently rubbed small circles on Tweek's back as he dozed off.

Craig woke with a jolt some time later. Sitting upright he gasped frantically looking around his living room. His eyes found the clock and some of the tension he was feeling eased off. He still had an hour before his parents were scheduled to arrive home. Craig glanced down looking at Tweek draped on his chest, snoozing. His lips slowly curled into a smile, his dark eyes lingering on the blush on the small blond's cheeks.

He tenderly sat up, careful not to wake Tweek up. He took his shirt, covered in Tweek's cum and threw it in the washer with some of his other dirty clothes. He grabbed a clean pair of jeans that still sat on the dryer and a dark blue shirt that had shrunk a little, he adored the thing and couldn't seem to throw it away. The fabric was stretched tight over his chest, muscled from years of lacrosse training.

Tweek's clothing had fortunately been spared from any bodily fluid and didn't need to be washed. Craig made his way through the washing room back to the living room. Tweek's amber eyes were locked on Craig as he entered the room. His cheeks were pink as he'd been scrambling to get dressed before Craig got back. Unfortunately he failed slightly. His pants were on but they hadn't been zipped up yet. That was about it. Craig grinned and leaned against the door frame watching Tweek with amusement.

Tweek was frozen, hypnotized by those dark eyes that seemed to pull him in. Craig pushed off from the door frame walking over to Tweek, looming over him for a short while. His hands grasped at Tweek's pants, zipping them up for him. "There you go..." He mused, leaning down and giving him a peck on the cheek. He twitched nervously, hesitantly glancing up at the taller boy who he'd just gotten intimate with. "Nnh..." He quickly glanced away from him.

Craig knew that he would always be making the decisions and he was okay with that. "Mh, lets get some coffee..." Craig turned, heading towards the kitchen however Tweek did not move.

"I...I should go...It-its late..."

"Are you kidding me? Its only five." Craig said as he poured himself a cup getting the half and half from the fridge.

"Gah! I-I know. B-but I nee-need to get home." He mumbled with a twitch.

Craig paused staring at him. He had to remind himself of the 'no rape' rule which he amended earlier. If Tweek had a reason to leave then Craig wouldn't hold him here. "Ah...okay well. I will see you first thing tomorrow then."

Tweek vigorously nodded, shaking slightly. That was not a question. With a panicked hesitance, Tweek back paced to the door, bumping into things as he fled Craig's residence.

Even Craig winced when he stumbled into the front door. Tweek spun around helpless grasping at the knob till he got the door open. Craig could not understand what kind of hurry he would be in. But Tweek was out of his house in just a few moments leaving Craig with a hot cup of coffee and a few things to think about. He peered into the laundry room haphazardly tossing some more soap into the washer, just in case.