This was a mistake. The biggest mistake I've ever taken part in. Why am I even still awake, just go the fuck to sleep already! Don't listen to the insanely attractive man beside you. Just keep sleeping. He'll fucking hate you if he finds out. So just fucking sleep and don't ruin the relationship you currently have, don't fucking ruin this.
These thoughts ran through Tweek's head as he laid next to his best friend, trying his best to fake sleep through the panting and quiet moans beside him. It was difficult, especially since Tweek was impossibly hard in his boxers, it was difficult not to reach down for some relief. He squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face deeper into his pillow, hearing Craig's voice catch as he tried to figure out it Tweek woke up.
Too late. He was already was awake.
It was a war in Tweek's head. Screeching internally at himself that he should just go back to sleep, the other half of him wanting to reach over and join. The low, gravelly moans coming from the older boy were so enticing. The blond had somehow kept his breathing reasonably steady, keeping up his facade of slumber just to keep listening to the noises coming from his friend.
Then he heard it, the sound of Craig stifling a groan, then silence. He came. And it took all of Tweek's self control to not look over and see the results. The quiet audio of tissues being pulled from the box as breathing even outs.
Tweek almost came himself from just hearing it, oh god, how did it end up like this? It was very quiet as Craig slide back under the blankets, turning his back to Tweek and going back to sleep. Tweek waited what felt like years, which was really just 7 minutes, before letting his hand slide down to palm himself slowly. Forcing himself to be quiet, the small boy slid his boxers down to mid-thigh so he could properly relieve himself.
Tweek bit his lip harshly, almost drawing blood, while he jerked himself in silence. He choked back moans as dirty thoughts and scenarios ran through his jumbled mind. But, as all good things end, Tweek accidentally let a groan pass his lips. He pressed his lips together forcefully to stop himself from making any further noises.
Tweek heard rustling of sheets and before he could react a hand placed on his thigh as a low, monotonous voice spoke next to his ear. "So you were awake.." Tweek's screech was muffled by Craig's free hand. His head whipped to look fearfully into Craig's eyes, terrified and somehow more turned on than before. When Tweek quieted down, practically frozen in his spot while Craig slowly removed his hand from Tweek's lips.
Craig's fingers rubbed soothingly at Tweek's bare thigh. Tweek was afraid to move, as if Craig was going to disappear into thin air if he did. "I-Uh.. um," Tweek couldn't find words, just stuttering with words he didn't have. Craig gave him a half smirk, "Can I kiss you?" Tweek glanced down to Craig's own lips, only being able nod with parted lips. So, Craig leaned in and placed a soft kiss to Tweek's lips. The blond immediately leaned further in, trying to deepen it.
The elder boy slid his hand further up the blond's thigh, almost touching the spot Tweek needed most. Craig pulled back for air, Tweek trying to chase the kiss only to have Craig hold his chin to stop him. The boy made a sound of protest, frowning slightly as he caught his breath.
"Now, may I touch your penis?" Tweek almost laughed at the reference to their elementary school experience. His voice was a whisper when he answered, "I-I'm comfortable-ngh-with that." Tweek gave the boy in front of him a nervous smile, flushing darkly when he felt Craig's hand grasp his erection. Tweek choked on his intake of air, feeling as if he could cum just from that warm feeling. It was finally happening, he was finally getting intimate with Craig, maybe not in the way he imagined it, but he was still having his dreams come true.
Tweek grasped tightly at Craig's shirt, letting out small whimpers while Craig teased the tip of his cock. The blond pulled him closer to the noirette, kissing him feverishly, almost clashing their teeth together in the process. "Calm down, babe." Was muttered by Craig, who never stopped the steady pace of rubbing his thumb gently at the slit in his hand. Tweek felt like he was on fire; overwhelmed by Craig's words, body heat, and hand. It was still dark out so Tweek could only see the faint glow of Craig's face from his lava lamp and ceiling stickers. And it'd be a lie is Tweek didn't find him any less gorgeous than he normally looked.
When Crag moved his hand away, Tweek whined loudly and pouted like a child. It was soon he found out why Craig moved away momentarily. Craig rustled through his bedside drawer for a few moments, producing a small bottle half used lube and quickly flicked open the cap to pour some onto his palm. Tweek looked at Craig, confused to why Craig needed lube. Oh god what if he wants to have sex, oh jeez, I'm nOT READY FOR SEX AHH!!
Craig seemed to be able to read his mind, "Don't worry, it just makes handjobs easier." The elder smirked at how the youngers eyes widened and face turned dark maroon, looking away in embarrassment. Craig used his unlubed hand to pull Tweek close, almost onto his lap. "It's okay, babe, not gonna hurt you. Trust me?" Craig looked Tweek in the eye, watching the twitchy boy nod quietly, sliding closer to Craig for a kiss. Craig let Tweek start the kiss, the unsure boy tentatively pressing his lips once more to Craig's before pushing for another kiss a bit more confidently, both of the boys descending into a reckless abandon of rough kisses.
Tweek eagerly pulled himself up to straddle Craig's thighs, a startled moan muffled by Craig's lips when his warm, lubed up hand gripped at his shaft. "Ack- fuck Craig!" The boy had to pull back for air, bucking up into Craig's hand. Craig's hand worked slowly and confidently, like he'd done this many times before, the thought almost made him jealous but it was soon clouded by pleasure. Craig let a smirk pull at the sides of his lips, speeding up his pace slightly to see the blonds face turn red and cover his mouth to stop the inciting noises from slipping by. The darker haired boy licks his lips absently before leaning forward to kiss at Tweek's untouched neck.
Little, wanton moans were choked back quietly as Craig assaulted his neck, splotchy pink spots being left behind with each bite or hickey the noirette placed upon him. He was going to find something to cover those up in the morning. "Craig-ngh- Please, don't stop!" It was panted in earnest, the tight grip of Tweek never letting up as his blunt nails dug in slightly through Craig's loose t-shirt.
"I wasn't planning on it, babe" The use of pet names wasn't helping Tweek, only furthering Tweek's arousal, all of Craig's words going straight to his groin. Craig's pace of his stroked never ceased or faltered, it did speed up, and it left Tweek a panting and moaning mess in his lap, practically melted into his helplessly. "C-Craig, I'm-" Craig cut off the boy with a short kiss to his extremely red and swollen lips. "Shh, I know. Go ahead, Tweekers."
It wasn't long before Tweek came into Craig's hand, only a few fast paced strokes. The blond panted Craig's name into the otherwise quiet room, biting his swollen lip to prevent moaning too loud. He slumped down after his high, dropping his head into Craig's chest to catch his breath. He whined when Craig removed his hand, barely registering the sound of tissues being pulled or the sensation of being carefully cleaned up.
"Tweek, you okay, babe?" Craig's voice was laced with hidden concern, Tweek only managing out a weak "Yes," Before lifting himself up slightly to help Craig pull his underwear back up, both knowing how much Tweek hated people seeing him exposed too long, even despite the situation they just had.
Craig let Tweek cuddle into his torso when they laid back, the noirette playing with Tweek's hair calmingly. Tweek fell asleep easily from the exhaustion, small snores filling the open air. Craig smiled to himself in the darkness before pulling Tweek closer to fall into a slumber as well.
