|Cupid Me F Me
Author: Broken Promises 22 PM
Cartman angers cupid me. This was a fic request. "Story takes place in the episode: Cartman Finds Love. Season 16, Episode 7." Just change their ages to 18.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Eric Cartman & Kyle B. - Words: 1,495 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 10 - Published: 12-22-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8819885
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Title → Cupid Me Fucked Me
Cartoon → South Park
Pairing → Kyman; Eric Cartman/Kyle Broflivski
Rated → M
Summary → Cartman pisses off his cupid me.
Fic Request → ScaredKitty
❤ Cupid Me Fucked Me ❤
Okay, so Cartman wasn't known for his patience or even his ability to ask questions before shooting. But this time his big mouth got him in a little trouble. Typical. How he was supposed to know that the cupid me wouldn't always respect his authoritah, but he sure as hell knew now!
"Fucking dumbass." mumbled Kyle, driving as fast as he could.
"Shut up you stupid Jew." spat Cartman back, his head throbbing with the effort of speaking at all.
The fucking cupid me was pissed at him. (who wouldn't after getting the shit beat out of, but hey, Cartman said he was fucking sorry!) The little shit smirked evilly as he saw who was the teen who tried to kill him and in retaliation he made some kind of mumbo jumbo and Cartman passed out. He woke inside the car with Kyle cursing him in Hebrew and his head throbbing like he was hung over for five days in a row.
"How can you be so stupid, fatass? It's not gonna hurt to use your head once in a while you know?"
"You're supposed to kiss and make it better, not curse at me!" whispered Cartman, his headache getting worse. "How long until ma house?"
"Not long." answered Kyle with a huff.
"Oh, cool, because I think I'm gonna pass out again."
"What? Cartman! Cartman!"
Kyle moaned, slowly regaining consciousness as he remembered the events of the night.
They reached the deserted house and Kyle had to carry his unconscious boyfriend all the way inside. He didn't know what to do except to watch over the lardass and hope that whatever the cupid me did, it wasn't serious. At some point he must have fell sleep, exhaustion finally catching up with him.
Something wet and warm was sliding against his torso, painting his naked chest with heat. Kyle arched unconsciously, eyelids fluttering between dream and reality. A sudden bite made him open his eyes fully. He looked surprised at seeing Cartman looking back at him, his delicious mouth hovering on his chest, near his nipples.
But his eyes were unusually brown, almost glowing in the shadows of the room.
The only answer he got was a razor-sharp smirk before Cartman caught one of his nipples with his mouth and sucked. Hard. Kyle arches his back, gasping, his mind still fuzzy with sleep, now completely melting with arousal.
Cartman starts his way down, licking and biting his skin, almost making sure he's leaving red marks on the redhead. If the pleasure wasn't so overwhelming, Kyle would be confused about Cartman's suddenly rough behavior.
Around the time the Nazi swallows his cock down his throat, any concern already vanished from his mind.
Two days later the teens were in a bar, the incident with the cupid me almost forgotten. Almost because the redhead couldn't help but feel that something was slightly off with his racist friend.
Okay, so the son of a bitch was kind of possessive when it came to Kyle. Since they started…whatever it was what they had, Cartman stopped hanging out with Kenny as much as he used to. And the Jew was still shocked about that one.
But whenever Kyle would even think about talking to a girl (or in some extreme cases, even Stan!), he could feel the cold gaze across the room. But the chubby teen would never show his jealousy in public; oh, he would save it for the bedroom.
Kyle had the marks to prove it.
Anyway, the point was that since the whole incident with the cupid me, this was their first time in a bar. And now, two hours later, Kyle couldn't help but notice how the other teen decided to not save his possessiveness strike to the bedroom.
They were watching a basketball game, cheering every now and then and drinking. At some point Nicole approached the redhead, inviting him for a beer and maybe something else. And before he could even open his mouth to say 'no', Cartman sprawled behind him, resting his chin on his shoulder, his smirk cold and murderous.
"I thought I had made it clear the last time I talked with you. Back off bitch. This is my man!"
Both the new girl and the Jew looked at the brunette in shock. The girl promptly backed off, running to the bar without saying another word. But Kyle was still working around saying something, his eyes narrowing when he saw the strange glint in his boyfriend's eyes, much like the day after the cupid me.
"Adoni." whispered Kyle.
The brunette just arched his eyebrow, his eyes still hazeler than usual.
"I'm not fucking possessed you stupid Kosher piece of crap."
"So, what was with the whole guard dog attitude?"
Cartman just narrowed his eyes and the glint in eyes seemed to grow. He gripped the redhead's arm and dragged him across the room.
"Hey Cartman, what the fuck dude?"
They went out through the door and stepped outside in the alley behind the bar. He pushed Kyle against the wall and pressed himself against him, his mouth inches from his younger teen.
"Nobody touches what is mine. Understood?"
Kyle's breath hitched, but before he could say anything the chubby teen kissed him hard, his teeth biting and pulling at his lips, making both taste the blood in the kiss.
Kyle just held Cartman's belly as his boyfriend unzipped his fly, shoving his jeans and boxer down his thighs, enough to circle his hand around his cock, already half-hard from the kiss.
"Already leaking for me whore?" Cartman's voice was low and growling, a hint of danger in his words. "I can just ask and you spread yourself for me, right?"
The Jew threw his head against the brick wall, panting.
"Yes." he hissed, his hips moving, trying to gain some friction from the Nazi's hand.
Cartman smirked and started jerking him off, tightening his hand on the upstroke, his mouth now biting and licking where Kyle's shoulder meet neck.
Kyle should be really embarrassed how Cartman made him come explosively with his hand and two fingers inside him, their panted moans echoing on the alley.
Cartman's answer was to fuck him harder, almost crushing him in the mattress. Kyle fisted his hand on the already soiled sheets, his right hand jerking his cock in hard strokes.
They were going at it for three hours already, his hole sore and loose from all the fucking, his cock leaking and twitching painfully. But Cartman seemed to want to prove a point, to milk him dry, to mark him inside out.
Kyle moved his legs, trying to spread himself wider, mewling when Cartman grabbed his ass, spreading his cheeks farther apart, his thrusts becoming faster. He let go of one to yank him by his hair, his back arching under the assault to his senses.
"Looks so hot swallowing my dick like that. Such a hungry little hole."
And those words sent him over the edge again, his cock twitching weakly. He moaned when the Nazi stopped deep inside him and cursed, almost growling when he came again too, filling him with more come. His teeth on his shoulder was the last thing he noticed before passing out.
"I hoped you enjoyed."
The redhead almost had a heart attack when he turned around, facing the cupid me he met a few days ago. He was too close to comfort on the tiny bathroom.
"What the fuck did you do?"
The nerve of the guy.
"I know you did something to Cartman."
"Oh, that." Cupid me laughed. "I just threw a little something on him, made him loose some of his inhibitions, you know. Never thought he was hiding such a possessive streak."
Kyle opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say. The angel laughed again and touched his shoulder, squeezing.
"Don't worry, in a couple weeks it will be gone."
"What? A couple weeks?"
But cupid me already vanished. Kyle cursed as he opened the door of bathroom, the cloud of steam following him.
As soon as he walked out, Cartman pressed him against the wall, one hand already gripping one of his legs and lifting up. The redhead flailed a little before holding his leg against the brunette's hip, his hand gripping his shoulders.
"Always wanted to fuck you like this, up against the wall." purred the chubby teen, his teeth already working on another mark on his neck.
Kyle's cock twitched under the towel.