#kyle broflovski x you smut

[by-april-march]

heeeey not the op anon but def want sub stan x kyle x reader

Okay this is another long one... I had to break it into 3 chapters that I'll be releasing throughout the week. (& other stuff is coming in between!) Remember: anticipation is one of the sexiest things. This is gonna be a good one, yall. 💘

Stan, Kyle x F!Reader

[Part One] [Part Two] [Available on Ao3!] [Stan Master List] [Kyle Master List]

I was the luckiest girl I knew. I had two guy roommates, which would usually suck, but they were cute as hell and nice enough, so I didn't mind. I enjoyed the way my friendships with them bloomed.  We’d all hang out sometimes. I’d cook, we’d all watch a movie. Flirting became a regular occurrence, I was bored and pent up. Besides, it was harmless fun and passed the time. We’d all go to parties together, and instead of being on my own, or getting abandoned by my girlfriends when they hooked up, I had Kyle and Stan making sure I got home safely. Life wasn’t bad.

All I was missing was the perfect guy.

It’s not like I wasn’t looking. I talked to guys at parties. I’d been using the apps. It just never took long for the dudes to reveal whatever fatal flaw they had that made us incompatible.

I had just gotten home from a truly awful first date. I flopped onto the couch, turned on a sitcom, laid down in the dark, and tried to forget about my miserable love life.

A few minutes later, Stan sauntered past me with his headphones blasting. I could hear him rifling around in the kitchen. I went back to zoning out amid the cold glow of the television.

I blinked as I heard a cacophony of clattering noises. Stan dumped a tub of ice cream, a bottle of liquor, two spoons, and two glasses on the coffee table next to me.

I sat up and Stan dropped down on the couch beside me.

He pulled his headphones off, “What was wrong with this one?”

I grabbed the liquor bottle and twisted it open, “I didn’t even want to date him, I just wanted to hook up.”

I took a shot straight from the neck of the bottle and handed it to him.

“That wasn’t an answer,” He said, then drank from the neck himself.

Stan handed the bottle back to me and I rolled my eyes to the ceiling, “First he said, he didn’t usually go for ‘girls like me’,”

He grimaced, “Strike one,”

I took a sip and handed back the bottle, “Then he said he wanted me to be some mewling, simpering baby girl-child and order me around,”

Stan laughed and took a drink, “You hated that, huh?”

“Hate. Hate,” I snatched the bottle back, “I give orders, not take them,”

Stan smirked, “I know. I’ve seen it. I’m pretty sure if you told Kyle to lick the bottom of your heel, he would,”

I tried unsuccessfully to hold back a smile, “Shut up, he would not,”

Stan watched me closely as I took another sip, “I dunno. I might. If you told me to,”

I always thought he was cute but now... I really looked at him. I never noticed exactly how attractive he actually was.

He shrugged, “I like that you’re bossy and order us around. It’s kind of hot,”

I found that to be a slight character assassination. I’m no drill sergeant or anything, it’s just that these guys can be... directionless.

I set the bottle on the coffee table and turned back to Stan, “Kiss me,”

A smirk slid over his face, “Really?”

“That was an order,” I said with a smile.

Stan leaned in and kissed me. His hand reached up and cupped my cheek. He parted his lips and I slid my tongue inside his mouth.

He pulled me closer, so I took the initiative and climbed in his lap. His hands settled on my waist as I straddled him, but soon they drifted down to my ass.

He pulled me into him, and I could feel his cock throb underneath me.

It all happened so fast. Tugging and pulling at our clothes, sinking on top of him, riding him right on the couch until I came and he followed soon after.

It wasn’t a one-time thing. We’d spent two months secretly fucking around the apartment. Not every night, we had separate lives, but we had an arrangement. Whenever I had an itch that needed scratching I called on Stan and he was more than happy to help.

Sleeping with Stan opened up a new dimension of our friendship. I feel like I got to know him better. I definitely got to see a different side of him. The side that likes to beg and gets off on just being my toy.

Then he stopped me in the hall one night and pinned me against the wall.

“Please?” His lips brushed over my cheek as he pushed his hard-on against me, “All I can think about is you riding me until I feel you come,”

It did sound like fun, but pouncing on me like this was unacceptable. There could be an awkward confrontation if Kyle was home and caught us. I loved my living situation and didn’t want to jeopardize it. He needed to be taught a lesson.

I sighed, “Eat me out and I’ll think about it,”

He smirked, “Yeah?”

I nodded and he was quickly on his knees.

A few minutes later, the exact thing I was afraid of happened. Kyle came home early.

He stared at us as he closed the door behind him. Stan and I were caught. I stood there awkwardly with Stan on his knees, two fingers deep inside me.

Stan withdrew his hand and used it to give Kyle an awkward wave as he stood.

Kyle looked between us, “What the hell?”

“Look we’re just fucking around," Stan sighed as he zipped up his pants, "...Literally,”

I looked Kyle over closely. His chest was heaving a little, his cheeks were flushed, and I thought his pupils may have even been a little dilated.

I reached out to him, “Join us,”

The guys spoke in unison, “...What?"

“I’ve seen you look at me. I’ve seen you guys look at each other. Let’s just... I don’t know, have some fun and see where it goes,”

They exchanged glances. It looked like they were having a telepathic conversation I wasn't privy to. Stan shrugged. Kyle nodded. He took my hand and I pulled him into a kiss. His tongue turned over mine and I was surprised at what a good kisser he was.

Once we broke apart, I turned and kissed Stan. I got the sense that he was much more of a wing-it-until-you-find-what-feels-good kind of guy, whereas Kyle was a little more calculated and thoughtful, even when it came to making out. I was weirdly excited to learn more and compare them as the night went on but…

“I don’t know what I should be doing at all,” Kyle said.

“Me either,” Stan said awkwardly.

“...Okay,” I clapped my hands together, “You’re putting too much pressure on yourselves and it’s already making me feel awkward and anxious. I’m gonna grab some drinks, who’s in?”

We headed downstairs and eventually made it to the bar at the end of our block.

Stan leaned into my ear as he and I piled into a booth, “So what’s the play here?”

I shrugged, “I just wanted us to go somewhere without the pressure, but still comfy and familiar,”

I put my elbow on the table and rested my chin in my palm as I watched Kyle at the bar ordering our drinks. It’s easy to look good in dive bar lighting, but he managed to look good and completely out of place. A stranger would never guess that he was a regular or that he fucked the cute bartender girl he was ordering from. Not that I care.

I felt a little better when I realized that Kyle kept glancing back at us as if Stan and I could start fucking any minute if he turned his back. I wondered if it had anything to do with Stan’s mouth against my ear as he talked about…

Shit, what was he talking about?

“...You know what I mean?” He finished.

“Uh..” I lifted my head and started tapping my nails on the tabletop, “Not really, I kind of zoned out. Kyle keeps looking over here like we could jump each other at any second,”

“Yeah, exactly. Kyle has–” Stan put his hand on top of mine to stop my incessant tapping, “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

I pulled in a deep breath, “No, but... I wasn’t sure about you either. Stan, if you’re not down with this, we don’t ha–”

“I’m all in,” He squeezed my hand and I couldn’t help but smile.

Kyle slammed their drinks on the table and dropped down next to me.

Stan pulled his hand off me and grabbed his glass, “Thanks,”

I followed Stan’s lead, grabbed my glass, clinked it against Kyle’s, and started drinking immediately.

Awkward silence. I could never recall that happening between the three of us before.

I watched Kyle as he anxiously ripped up a cocktail napkin. I hesitated briefly and put my hand on his knee.

He glanced over at me and my cheeks suddenly felt hot. I figured it was the alcohol. I had a crush on him a while ago, but I thought those feelings had been long gone. Then he set his hand on top of mine and I thought I might’ve stopped breathing for a minute.

I anxiously shot-gunned the rest of my drink. Luckily, I wasn’t the only one.

Stan drummed his knuckles on the table as he looked between Kyle and I, “Round two is on me,”

Kyle looked me over as Stan headed to the bar. I suddenly felt disarmed.

He leaned over my ear and his breath on my skin elicited a warmth between my legs that I wasn’t anticipating, “So how long have you two been fucking each other?”

Unfortunately his tone, along with his emphasis on the word ‘fucking’, worried me and confirmed my worst fear. He was pissed.

“Not too long,” I said. It wasn’t exactly a lie… It really depends on what your definition of ‘long’ is.

He sighed against my ear, “I just don’t– Why him?”

“It wasn’t something we planned. I needed validation and I don’t know, he was there,” I sucked in a quick, uneven breath, “He was the first guy I slept with in a long time that didn’t make me kind of hate myself afterward,”

“I was there t– Never mind,” He leaned back and stared at the bottom of his empty glass.

I leaned over and kissed him. He pulled his hand off mine and cradled my cheek in his palm. Kyle softly licked at the spot where my lips met and the moment they parted, his tongue was in my mouth. He pulled me in deeper and I sighed softly as his tongue rolled over mine.

I jumped hearing the sound of Stan dropping a tray on the table. Six shots.

That was the last thing I remembered before waking up in a cuddle-pile.

My head was next to Kyle’s shoulder, my arm draped over his chest. Stan’s face was up against my back while his arm was over my waist. As far as I could tell, we all still had our clothes on from the night before.

I was relieved. If we were all gonna go for it, I wanted to remember.

I was getting ready to sneak out of there when Kyle rolled over and put his hand on my breast. I could feel his breath on my skin, our noses and mouths were almost touching. He caressed my breast and slowly his nose brushed past mine and our lips came together. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feeling of his hand on me and his tongue sliding into my mouth.

“Mm,” He finally peeled his eyes open and smiled at me, “I want you,”

As I looked into his eyes, I realized I wanted him desperately, but, “...Stan’s asleep,”

“Let him sleep,” He left a soft kiss on the corner of my mouth, “Or wake him up and let him decide, I don’t care,”

“I’m awake,” Stan mumbled as he rolled on his back.

“Good,” I sat up and started unbuttoning my blouse, “Get naked or leave,”

Stan quickly had his hands on his pants.

We all swiftly pulled, plucked, and peeled off every bit of clothing we had.

I had just finished sliding off my panties when Kyle’s hand cradled the back of my neck and he pulled me into a hungry kiss. I placed my hand on his shoulder and pulled him closer as our tongues got more and more familiar with each other.

Stan left a soft wet kiss on my shoulder. I could feel his hand run down my back and settle on my waist.

I turned to Stan and he kissed me swiftly. He left a trail of kisses down to my collarbone.

Kyle lifted my hand and left a small kiss on my wrist. The inside of my elbow. My shoulder. My ear.

I turned my head and Kyle kissed me again as Stan took my nipple in his mouth and dropped his hand between my legs. I tried to focus on Kyle, but Stan’s fingers were exploring the wetness of my slit and it was incredibly distracting. He rubbed my desire up to my clit and I moaned into Kyle’s mouth as Stan started rubbing me in tight little circles.

He kissed my breast, my shoulder, and licked my neck up to my ear, “If you don’t fuck me before this over–”

I turned and kissed him. His fingers slid down and pushed inside me. I gasped in his mouth while Kyle kissed the place where my neck met my shoulder and palmed my breast.

Stan curled his fingers and started massaging the sweet spot inside me just as Kyle bit my earlobe and my every muscle trembled. Kyle’s hand ran down my body, straight to my clit.

Stan kissed one of my ears while Kyle licked the other. Having both of their hands and mouths on me was breathtaking. Overwhelming.

God, this feels amazing.

I feel… alluring.

I feel alive.

Oh.

This is it.

Ecstasy.

My back arched as my body tensed. The pleasure they gave me built and built more intensely than anything I’d ever felt in my life. I could feel my soft, silky walls tighten around Stan’s fingers and take hold of him for dear life. I gasped for air before a loud, shuddering moan poured out of my mouth. My eyes rolled back. I could feel their breath as the boys both groaned in my ears while they watched and felt me overcome with bliss.

Kyle pulled me into a starving kiss and I panted eagerly in his mouth as I tried to figure out how I was supposed to repay them for how good they made me feel.

[sp-by-april]

Kyle Broflovski Master List

a list of fics @by-april-march aka RoundTheWayGrrl 💖

F!READER Thighs [Ao3] [[tumblr]] Kyle's too distracted to study, because the only thing he can think about is you sitting on his face.

Helpless [Ao3] [[tumblr]] Kyle's tied up, overstimulated, and edged to within an inch of his life.

Nineteen [Ao3] [[tumblr]] Kyle offers to take your virginity.

Revenge [Ao3] [[tumblr]] Kyle helps you forget all about your ex-boyfriend.

Buttons [Ao3] [[tumblr]] Kyle tames a brat.

Vibes [Ao3] [[tumblr]] Kyle' finds your vibrator.

Little Date [Ao3] [[tumblr]] It's your third date with Kyle.

Pavlove [Ao3] [[tumblr]] Kyle is obsessed with YOU.

I'll Be Your Girl [Ao3] [[tumblr]] YOU are obsessed with Kyle.

The Closest Thing [Ao3] [[tumblr]] [Kyle, Stan x Reader] Kyle catches you fooling around with Stan. Luckily, you know exactly how to settle the frustration and sexual tension between all of you 

Mess [Ao3] [[tumblr]] [Kyle, Stan x Reader] Kyle and Stan tame a brat until she's a fell-fucked, drooling, mess. 

Where Did The Party Go? [Ao3] [[tumblr]] [Kyle, Kenny x Reader] You, Kyle, and Kenny decide to make a wet dream a reality.

Dare [Ao3] [[tumblr]] [Kyle, Kenny, Stan x Reader] A drunken game of Truth or Dare evolves into Kyle, Stan, and Kenny using you as a plaything. 

MISC Smutty Kyle HCs [[tumblr]]

Warm Blood [Ao3] [Kyle x Martine, Kyle x Stan]

FURTHER READING Master List [Kenny]

Master List [Stan]

[marshslovedone]

Dom!Poly!Main 4 x Sub!Reader nsfw oneshot

CW: smut, F!Reader, oral sex (m!receiving), reverse cow girl position, vanilla sex, nicknames (baby, sexy, etc), mentions of male & female body / genitalia, mentions of shop lifting, fingering, masturbation, P in V,

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“Hey, sexy” Kenny smirked at me as I opened the door slightly to see who it was. I smiled seeing the four of them as I open the door more to let them in. i closed the door after letting them all in and follow them upstairs to my room. the four boys set their stuff down on my floor, as I go to sit on my chair in the corner of my room.

They just smiled looking at me as Kyle walked over to me and gently grabbed my face as he made me look at him. I just smiled at him which he returned the smile. “Oh baby, didn’t we buy you that lingerie?” Kyle tugs on my dress revealing a little of my boob, I grabbed his hand, gently pulling it away which Kyle smirks at me. “More like stole it, we didn’t even have enough money combined to even buy it for her” stan said as he sat at the end of the bed turning my PlayStation on so they can play games and watch shows on it.

“yeah, cuz the princess always gets what she wants no matter how expensive it is” cartman walked over as he picked me up bridal style as he then sat on the bed hold me close to his chest, which kenny jumps on the bed soon after to hold me as well. “But it’s okay we forgive her, right guys?” each one hummed as I giggled holding kenny and cartman close to me as much as I could.

Kyle sits next to stan talking softly about what game to play as the look through my shelves. As I leaned into kenny and cartman’s bodies, I felt hands roam my body, I hummed in relaxation as I soon felt my body let out a soft moan, opening my eyes I see cartman giggling at kenny who is smirking as well. I moved around as I felt cartman rub my clit gently as kenny inserted two fingers in my hole and began to move slow

I let out soft but quiet moans as my head leaned back on the pillow. “you like that sexy? You like the way kenny and I touch you?” I frantically nod trying to keep quiet so stan and Kyle won’t hear. They were too distracted with the video game to even notice what was happening behind them. I began to pant heavy as I felt cartman move his fingers on my clit faster along with kenny fingering me faster as he kept hitting all the right spots in it.

“Are you close baby?” Kenny whispered in my ear as then licked my neck. “Y-yes..” “come baby, go ahead” cartman whispered in my other ear as I covered my mouth and let out a muffled moan. I pant as I I felt cartman sit up more slowly and quietly unbuckling his pants as I felt Kenny lift me to be on his lap. I stare in confusion as I moved my hand to my mouth feeling cartman slide in my hole.

“Oh look at that..baby you take me so well..” cartman smirked as he began to my hips slowly. My back faced cartman as I stared at stan and Kyle’s back. I bit my lip as I turned to Kenny was was masturbating as he watched me move up and down. “What a slut, she just came and is now eager for another release..”kenny licked its lips as he then leaned in to kiss me to muffle my sounds. I moan into his mouth as I moved a little faster with cartman’s help.

“dude! Do you guys really have to do this now? I thought we planned a simple nice sleepover” Kyle looked behind him as he heard stan say that and let out a loud groan. “Seriously?” “Aye! It’s not our fault! this angel right here brain washed us!” “Yeah she brainwashed us!” Kenny pulls away from the kiss smirking, as he continued ti jack off.

“O-oh fuck off..you two started..i-it..” I moaned out as I began to let out a little squeals of pleasure. I clutched onto the bed as I felt cartman hit my sweet spots multiple times. “look at her, she loves it, she’s such a slut but it’s okay, she’s our slut hm?” Cartman was soon thrusting up before letting out a loud groan and come inside my pussy. I let out a gasp feeling my body shutter lightly coming once again. I soon get off cartman as I lay back down on the bed but my head at stan and Kyle’s knees since they were facing us.

They smiled at me as they both unbuckle their pants. Before the moved I felt a warm liquid hit my leg as I look down and see Kenny cummed as well. “Sorry, babe, seeing your pussy leak with come made bust” before I can say anything I felt stan Kyle move my head to face him as he licked his lips and went to lightly tap his dick on my mouth which I instantly wrap my lips on. Kyle let out a low groan as he felt vibrations of my moans on his dick. Stan moved my legs apart as he pushed in and began moving at a fast pace. I moaned loudly but was muffled with the Kyle’s dick in my mouth.

Kyle let out more moans as he soon grabbed the back of my head and pushed down. When he pushed down I felt the tip of his dick hit the back of my throat, thankfully, I don’t have a gag reflex, so I moved my head more down, to deep throat him. Stan was gripping my hips tightly as he moved fast letting out small moans, he soon took on of his hands, spat in it, and started to furiously rub my clit. “what a good girl..taking us so well..and right after taking cartman and kenny too hm?” I let out a whine as I swirl my tongue around Kyle’s tip, a groan being let out as he soon pulled out of my mouth to come on my face. My eyes closed as I felt warm spurts of his load on my face.

“God you look fucking hot with my cum on you, baby, did you like that?” Kyle chuckles as he saw you open your eyes right after letting out a weak moan. Kyle holds you hand as he felt you squeeze his hand he looks over at stan, eyes closed, as he rubbed your clit and pound ur pussy. Stan soon comes as well inside of you, letting out a semi high pitched moan from him. He opened his eyes as he saw you shiver in delight from cumming as well.

“what a good girl you are..now let’s get you cleaned up..”

[n0tangeliccc]

Hi lovely! How are you? How have you been? Sorry for bothering you, I just wanted to request! I hope you're requests are open, if they aren't you can totally ignore this! Can I request smut for Tweek, Kenny, Stan & Kyle reacting to their s/o wear a lingerie?

Thank you so much! Have a lovely day/night and take care!!

Reacting to their S/O in lingerie!

Kyle, Kenny, Stan, Tweek (separate) x fem!reader

(Everyone is 18+ don’t rip my head off guys)

Warning: Implied smut

A/N: Hope you also have a lovely day or night anon!<3

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Kyle Broflovski💚

- His jaw drops to the floor and his face gets as red as his hair

- He gets so flustered he can’t even talk

“W-woah, you l-look so..woah j-just-“

- Just kisses you all over and praises your body

- Instantly just wants to please you

- Tries to be super careful when taking it off as to not rip it

- Hopes you’ll wear some again because he thinks you look gorgeous in it

Kenny McCormick🧡

- He has the cockiest smirk on his face when he sees you

- ABSOLUTELY LOVES IT (no surprise there, I mean this is Kenny we’re talking about)

- Instantly pulls you on top of him

“God princess, you don’t know what you’re doing to me right now. You look so fucking sexy.”

- Completely marks you, from your neck all the way down to your thighs

- Rips it off you, he doesn’t care how expensive it was he just needs you so desperately

- Wants to pick what you wear next time

Stan Marsh💙

- Like Kyle, his jaw drops to the floor

- In complete awe of you, he has to just stare at you and take it all in for a second

- Gets super touchy and has his hands all over your body

“Damn…look so good baby”

- Leaves tons of marks on you

- Actually wants you to keep it on during sex

- Asked you to wear it more often

Tweek Tweak💚

- Almost had a heart attack when he saw you

- His faces got so red and he got even more nervous than before (if that’s even possible)

- Because of this he gets scared to touch you

“Y-you’re s-so g-gorgeous-acK! C-can I t-touch you?”

- His hands get all shaky as he touches you

- Tries to remove it carefully but accidentally rips it

- Like Kyle, he hopes that you’ll wear it more often but is too scared to ask

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Damn I’m posting this late as fuck (it’s almost 12 am)

[shhh-secret-time]

rahhhh i’m such a fan of your writing omg and I never request stuff so i’m very nervous to send this but can I Pretty Please ask for something w kyle who’s usually more of a sub being asked to like Go Crazy Dom and at first he’s nervous but then like completely gets into it and wrecks reader’s shit please…. thank u for yr service🙏🏼

Oh lovelies you never need to be nervous when sending requests, I know it can be intimidating but believe me I say this truly makes my day!

That being said, I hope you don't mind that I've combo the request with someone else's! I'm getting a lot of Kyle and I wanna make sure everyone gets a little of what they want! And there is filth ahead so get your bibles ready. Sinners the lot of you.

Me too

Warning: NSFW, Slight choking, Dom!Kyle, Sub!Reader, Breeding Kink, Oral, Strong Language

Pairing: Kyle x Fem!Reader

Notes: Shout out to the roommate who talked me through making a Danish so I didn't have to google it lmao.

The smell of brown sugar and cinnamon filled the air swirling around in your small kitchen. The morning light peeks through the curtains of the circular window in front of the sink, you smile at the view of lilac and orange seemed to blend. You've read things online where people compared the morning sky to painting where the paint seemed to just melt together, and it seemed like one of those days. If you were better with a camera, you'd take a picture just to share it. That and the fact that you had a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and a very sleepy curly red-haired man nuzzling into your shoulder.

Your husband Kyle was never a morning person, for all his perfections and his strict schedule keeping, when the morning sun would greet him, he'd return the greeting with a groan and a feeble attempt to hide. You were trying to revive the poor man by making a pot of coffee, the warm brown liquid was the only thing that brought him back to the land of the living. The man ran off of coffee, you were sure the Tweeks owed half their business to him. With the coffee pot humming its little tune and the smell of ingredients laid out across the counter this morning just seemed perfect. Now if only your husband didn't have to leave and go to work if he could just stay with you and keep you warm.

The crisp morning air seeped into the house and sure you could change out of the basketball shorts you stole from him, and the large T-shirt you stole from him, oh the fluffy socks you stole from him but then you wouldn't smell like him. Because he would be leaving after he got through with his morning routine, and you'd be alone in this cold little house.

"What's with the face baby?" His voice broke you out of your little pout, the sleepy gravel laced in each word sent a shiver down your spine.

"What face? I'm making apple and brown sugar Danishes..." You say with a little smile on your face knowing full well he was going to keep bugging you about this.

"Hm... that’s why you had your lip poked out. And your brows were doing that thing." How did he know? He still had his face buried in you, now pushed into the crook of your neck.

You only hum in response as you focus on the apple in your hands, the knife gliding across the skin of the ruby red fruit. He knew better than to mess with you while you were handling dangerous kitchen tools, so he waited until you finished. Once you finished slicing the apples you gently placed them into the lemon water mixture, it would keep the apples fresh while you worked on the rest of the pastry. Next your hands find the mixing tool and begin to pull together nutmeg, brown sugar, butter, salt, and finally the cinnamon. Because you didn't have a lot of time in the mornings, knowing your husband had little time, you prepared the flour before he even stirred.

"You can't ignore me forever; I'm just going to keep bugging you until you tell me why you made such an adorable face." Kyle reminds you that he's still latched onto you by placing a lazy kiss on your neck, his lips trailing down towards your shoulder touching any skin that's exposed by the baggy shirt.

Every little kiss pulled you further and further away from your mixing, you couldn't help but melt under his affection. That didn't stop you from trying. You try squirming away from his lips, pushing your cheek against his face to nudge it out of the way.

"Baby, I'm trying to make you breakfast. Do you want to go to work hungry?"

"Hmm no, but if it means getting you to talk then I can suffer a little." He responds by tugging you back against him pulling you away from the bowl, the only shield against his wondering lips.

Kyle turns you around and lifts you up so you're facing him, using the counter so that you can look him in the eye. He's lucky you already put the ingredients you needed in the bowl, it didn't matter how pretty he looked with his messy bedhead and his soft green eyes, if he ruined your work, he'd get more than a pout. You expect him to move his hands from under your thighs, but he doesn't, instead he slots himself in between your legs and keeps the warmth of his palm on your exposed skin.

"No where to run now, come on love talk to me."

You look away for a moment, the heat from his hands was almost as warm as the blush on your face. "I- was just thinking about how lonely it is sometimes when you leave for work. I miss you..." You finally cave, how can you not under his gaze especially when it softens as you speak.

Kyle lets out a soft 'oh' that seems to drag out along with a sigh. He places a soft kiss on your cheek, one of his hands leaves your thigh and cups the side of your face his lips aren't on. "I'm sorry, you know getting out of bed is one of the hardest things I do every morning. I want nothing more than to stay wrapped up in the blankets with you."

This is why you didn't want to say anything, it was a selfish feeling. He was the one going out to provide for you both, he was the one who had to leave the house while he insisted that you stayed home to relax. When you first married Kyle, it was one of the first things he expressed he wanted, the need to take care of you and pamper you. It was a dream at first, having all that time to yourself and your hobbies and the only thing you needed to focus on was keeping the house clean.

Kyle pulls your face towards him, his index finger hooking under your chin to guide you back to him. His face drops to a frown when he sees the look on your face, his eyes studying you carefully.

"Hey, why don't we go out tonight? We can get some dinner and maybe catch a movie?" He's trying and it's so sweet, the way he doesn't seem to even mind your selfishness.

"That sounds nice. I'm sorry Kyle." You smile at him giving him a little kiss on the nose.

"Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong."

"It's just-...you're the one that has to work and I'm being, I dunno clingy?"

"Baby you're not clingy. Honestly, I love that you want me here. I want to be here." If he wasn't already smiling at the way you kissed his nose, he definitely has a love filled grin now.

"I know and it makes me feel bad for telling you. Like, it's probably already hard enough for you to go to work."

Kyle goes quiet for a only a moment before shaking his head, the red curls bouncing from side to side as he does. He sighs softly and looks at you with heavy lidded eyes. The love in his smile matches the soft greens of his eyes.

"You're so sweet. Such a wonderful wife, you know that? I can't believe I'm this lucky to have married someone so considerate." Between his barrage of compliments and the way he peppers your face with so many soft kisses you can't argue back. "You're not making my life harder by wanting me to stay, I'm not burdened by you, I promise. Have I ever been the kind of guy to keep that kind of thing quiet?"

No. If Kyle Broflovski felt strongly about something you would hear it. It was honestly one of your favorite things about him, you never had to guess how he felt or if he wasn't upset and was too afraid to tell you. There were moments where he needed time to sort out his feelings or he'd explode, and he swore he'd never do that to you. Not you, not the person he bound his life to.

"There's more to this isn't there? Come on love, what is it?" Kyle Broflovski was also very good at reading you, turns out.

You pressed your lips together as your hands worked up towards his hair, carding your fingers through his fiery red curls. He hummed in delight at the way your fingers felt against his scalp, if you didn't want to risk ruining the moment, you'd compare him to a cat.

One should feel honored that Kyle would even allow them to see his hair when he was a kid, now here you were touching it and even massaging his scalp. You swore if you had enough time, you'd have him purring in your hands.

"I was just thinking about a way to not make the house so lonely."

"You want me to see if I can't start working from home? It'll be a little difficult, but I can-"

"No, no. I mean that would be awesome but no. I mean like...what if we had a little us running around? You know?" You whisper letting your voice drop as if someone could be listening in on your conversation.

Kyle's eyes widen and you watch his face turn a bright red, the freckles on his face pop against his skin. You've never seen him react like that, even before you were married in those early dating stages. Sure, there were times where he got nervous, times where he felt his heart speed up when he looked at you, times where he was puddy in your hands and you could pull a side of him that he'd never show anyone else.

In the bedroom it was you who took the lead. Maybe it was because Kyle was so busy being "dominate" in other parts of your relationship that when it was time for love making, he just wanted to let someone else have control. Being able to shut his mind off and just focus on the wonderful feeling you gave him was what heaven felt like, he was sure. And he was just lucky you liked the role, that you took to it so easily. There was no shame in his eyes, he just wanted to keep what you both did between you two. The world didn't need to know what went on behind closed doors. But the way he looked at you told a different story.

"You...want a baby? My baby?" His voice matches your level, but his voice seems to dip lower than his usual sleepy voice.

"Who else? I know we haven't really talked about it, but I think we're in a good spot and we'd make really good parents."

When Kyle doesn't respond you squirm a little on the counter, shifting in his hold that seemed to tighten around your thigh. You watched as he took a deep breath, and his eyes fluttered shut. Then he grabbed his phone and began tapping away against the screen. You went to move so you could give him the privacy he needed as your eyes caught the little text bubbles being sent. You tried your hardest not to read what he was texting but his hand on your thigh squeezed around the soft flesh, a silent warning to keep still. The way his jaw shifts and the veins in his arms poke out makes you tilt your head in confusion.

"I called off." His voice breaking the silence makes you jolt, that and the way he tosses his phone to the side.

"What?! Why!? I don't want to be the reason you're staying home." You try to protest further but you're cut off by the way his lips slam into yours.

"I've got plenty of sick days I never use. You're sitting here in my clothes talking about wanting my baby. And god damn it I didn't even want to go in today anyway." He growls in between the kisses, emphasizing each word.

"I always wear your clothes though! I don't see-... Kyle did asking for a baby get you worked up?" You ask pulling him back from your lips by his hair, he usually likes when you tug on the roots.

He lets out a small moan, but it's cut off by another growl, he grabs your hands holding your smaller wrists in his one hand. Pinning them above your head against the cabinets behind you makes you gasp, and your eyes widen. This was a new side to him that had your core pulsing with desire.

He didn't need to answer, you got it from that alone, but he did. "You have no idea how long I've been thinking about wanting to fill you up. How bad I wanna cum in you until there's no question that you're pregnant."

You shutter and whimper at the way he speaks to you, his dirty talk working its magic. As the years went on, he worked on trying to keep it out of his vocabulary, but in moments like this where he gets worked up it would slip out.

But it never came out like this, you never realized how much you liked Kyle like this. You never saw the looks he would give you when you were so busy taking care of Ike. The way his eyes would linger with a dark hunger behind them as you took care of his baby brother like it was second nature. Thoughts of your own kids grabbing at your hip and hugging your leg, a baby in your arms and another one in his. How jealous he was that Stan told him one night that he was trying with his partner for kids. How Kenny already had one with another one the way. Kyle wanted his kids to grow up with theirs, maybe they'd be best friends like they were.

More importantly he wanted to see you pregnant, the need to take care of you was ingrained so deeply that he wanted this. Needed this. His cock was aching already over the fact that you brought it up and he didn't have to. You came to him wanting a baby and fuck he was going to give you one. Especially if you kept whimpering and pressing your body against his like that.

"Who's getting worked up now? Do you like that idea? C'mon talk to me Mama." Oh, the way he called you that was dangerous, his hot breath ghosting over your exposed collarbone.

"I-I-" You can't get it out, the way your head is spinning and the way his lips are working, making his mark on your skin. You yelp when his teeth sink in and his grip on your wrists tightens. "I do! I-I want you!"

He seemed to like that, liked the way you beg for him so easily. You feel him smirk into your skin and his free hand push up your shirt. His fingertips glide across your skin finding your breasts, there he gives your nipple a sharp pinch, rolling the nub between his index finger and this thumb. "You sound so pretty like this; I should have done this forever ago.... I'm gonna let your hands go so I can get this shirt off you. You keep them there." Kyle wasn't asking, not the way he clicked his tongue and rolled your nipple.

You cry out and nod, barely able to verbally respond, the pain was intoxicated something you didn't even know you liked. If this was how he was acting from just talking about putting a baby in you, you couldn't wait until he was actually fucking you. For now, you'd play his game, keep your hands above your head so he can slip the faded T-shirt off you.

"I never get tired of this." Next comes your shorts, he unties the strings keeping the baggy basketball shorts up and around your waist. His hands working on pulling them down until they pool beneath his feet, kicking them to the side. "I can't believe you thought for a second I would be upset with you for wanting me to stay home. Fuck, I'm glad you said something. Guess I don't have to worry about going to work hungry hm?" He returns to your neck, but he doesn't stay for long, he kisses a heated trail down to your breasts.

There his lips latch onto your hardening buds. His tongue swirls around the pink flesh hungrily sucking until they're red and sore. Each little cry and moan you let out only encourages him to give the other side the same attention. All the while his hands work on opening your legs to him.

His attention is pulled away when he feels your soaked cunt. Expecting to find your panties, he growls and looks down at you. You don't know how he went from looking you in the eye, to almost hovering over you with such a dangerous look. How he made you feel so small like you were prey.

"Was this a part of your plan? Make those adorable pouting faces and get me to fuck you on the kitchen counter? Wear nothing under my clothes so I can dive right into that delicious looking pussy?" You moan and throw your head back, not just from how filthy he spoke but from how he bit the inside of your thigh.

Teeth marks marking up and down your plump perfect thighs, they were perfect to him. Perfect in the way they felt under his teeth, perfect in the way they filled his hand, perfect in the way you tasted. All of you was perfect.

"Oh fuck~" You're nearly cut off by another gasp as his nips turn to kisses against your slit.

"Keep moaning like that, it goes so well with my breakfast." The way his tongue slipped through the lips of your cunt against your bud made your gasp turn to moans.

Kyle devoured you like you were his last meal, his tongue swirls around your nub like he had your breasts. You couldn't help as your hips rolled against his tongue chasing pleasure with greed, but he stops you with a firm hold on your thighs. His teeth graze your bud as a warning, a silent demand for you to sit still, but if the way he spoke and pinned you down was anything to go off of; you needed to keep pushing. So, you pushed against his hold again, squirming against his mouth.

When Kyle pulls back and clicks his tongue, it isn't until you see the look in his eyes that you know you're in trouble. "I kept my hands up like you told me to...w-what is it?"

"You know what. I'm trying to eat my meal in peace and you're making it very hard. Quit being a brat."

"But I was just-"

Kyle cuts you off again, but not with his lips or his own words, but from his hands wrapped around your throat. The tips of his fingers applied a healthy amount of pressure to cut off just enough air to make your head spin. His eyes narrow down at you as he forces your head up.

"You were just...what? Arguing with me? No, I think you were going to say, I'm sorry I won't move my hips again. I'll keep still so you can eat."

He waits. Waits for you to nod before letting your throat go, then he waits another second looking at you expectedly. As you gasp for air your tongue traces your bottom lip. "I... I’m sorry and I'll keep still so you can eat."

"Good girl."

Oh. Oh. Maybe you were more of a switch than you thought. Maybe it was just the way he said that with that delicious purr. At this moment you didn't really care to put a label on it, you were just burning from the praise. Not like you had a lot of time to think about it anyway, not when he knelt back down and started eating you out. His lips latched onto the sensitive nub pulling a moan from you as he sucked, his tongue flicks over it again and again. He's attentive to every sound you make from the way your muscles flex and bounce under his touch. All but humming when your yell for God or his name.

Throwing your head back, you swore you were seeing stars when he shook his head back and forth. The friction had you clenching around nothing and your nails digging into the wooden cabinets behind you.

"Kyle baby, I'm gonna cum. Please let me cum. I-I've been good I did what you told me!"

When he doesn't say anything, you have to fight the urge to grab him by the head and force him to look up at you. Slowly he looks up at you and the little flicker of fire behind them tells you all you need. It takes everything in your power not to close your eyes as you cum around his tongue, even more so when his tongue begins to greedily lap it up. You mewl and squirm trying to pull away from him, but he won't let you, won't let you move from his hold. Nothing you could have baked for him would taste as perfect as you do.

"So sweet~. Hmm always taking care of me." Kyle rubs his lips against your thighs again, wiping the slick off his jaw.

As he stands back up, he can't help but admire his work. The way your skin is marked with his teeth marks, the purple bruises on your thighs shaped like his hand, and now the way your face is flushed a dark red as you try to catch your breath. You can't quite read what's going on in his head, but he's got that look like he's thinking about something. The way his brows knit together and his eyes flicker from you to around the room.

Then he hums, picks you up and carries you over to the kitchen table. You shiver when the cool wood hits your back but it's a distant complaint as he hovers over you. Somewhere between the counter and the table he's slipped off his plaid bottoms and his boxers. Discarded somewhere with your clothes, you click back into reality as he pulls his shirt over his head. Most of his freckles are covering his shoulders, dusting across the pale skin and down his back. He raises a brow at you when he catches you admiring just how handsome he really is. It's only morning and he's already got you so dazed and worked up.

"Got something to say Mama?"

Fuck you were really beginning to like that, "just thinking about how incredibly lucky I am. We're gonna make some really pretty babies."

He smirks at you, the kind that would have made you fall to your knees if you weren't laying on the table. "Yeah? I was just thinking the same thing. How fucking beautiful you are. How pretty you're gonna look when I finally paint your insides."

You cover your mouth to stop the moan from slipping out of your mouth, but once again he stops you and pins your hands by your side. "No. Let me hear you. I need to hear you begging for my cock. Beg me to fill you up."

It takes a few teasing glides of his cock over you folds and a few more growls before you finally cave. The way the words roll of your tongue is like sin. "Please Kyle, I want you to fuck a baby into me. I want it so bad; it has to be you. Only you!"

"Fuck!" His own resolve crumbles just as the tip of his cock slips back down to your begging hole.

This isn't the first time you've felt him without a condom but this time it felt so different. Knowing he wasn't going to pull out this time was exciting, the fact that he could just let go and take you however he wanted. To claim you with his cum. You're so caught up in your own thoughts you don't even feel the way he puts your legs up on his shoulders, or his curls brushing against your face. It isn't until he finally sheathes himself into you that you snap out of it. You moan next to his ear when he bottoms out in you, the way your thighs burn feels so good.

"Your cunt's choking me, trying to milk me already baby? Don't worry I'll give you every last drop." Kyle lulls his head to the side as he begins lazily rocking into you.

You're almost folded in half from the way he has you under him, knees pushed back towards your shoulders. Kyle's got your hands still pinned by the side of your head; fingers intertwined with yours. Normally his eyes would flutter shut, he'd give into the sensation of his cock nudging into your walls, but this time he keeps them open. Like he is trying to memorize every time your lips form that cute little 'o' and a moan comes spilling out. The way your moans pitch up when he hits that delicious spot. The way you pant and beg for him to go faster.

That's when he shifts, the loving hold and lazy thrusts turn to fast paced fucking. Love making is always there, you never doubt that, but the way he's got his hands around your waist pulling you back onto his cock feels so raw. He slams into you with a newfound force neither of you knew he could muster. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, stars dancing across your vision. He rewards you with his own moans and grunts, the further his cock head pushes past your walls the faster he brings you to climax. Now that your hands are free from his strong grip, you place them on his forearm’s nails digging into his flesh. He hisses but it only seems to push him further.

"Come on baby. Cum around my cock. Yeah, just like that. Just like that!"

You arch your back and give him all you have. Your walls finally grip his cock as you reach your peak. Between your heart beating in your ears and the way he slams back into you, it's almost too much. Kyle finds a way to keep you on the line without pushing you too far. You feel the way his hips begin to stutter, and his moans become ragged. You know he's close.

"Yeah. Fuck you feel so good, I'm gonna- gotta fill you up. Take it!" He groans and then you feel his hot seed against your walls. Pushing up into your cunt, he plugs your hole with a final slam of his hips.

You and your husband lay there against one another, panting heavily until your breathing slows down to match one another. You can feel his lips pressed against your neck and his eyelashes tickle your skin. When you move your hands to his hair again, he knows you're okay, he presses a few short kisses onto your soft lips. Kyle feels you smile against his lips, and he doesn't even bother stopping the lazy one that comes across his.

"Never seen that side of you. I like it." You purr finally able to talk now that you've slowed down.

"Hm, keep that in mind when we do this again."

"Again?"

"Oh baby, we've got all day. It's Friday. I'm going to treat you to dinner like I promised. After that I'll take you upstairs and we're going to do this again. And again. Aaaaaand again. I'll keep my cock plugged in you like this and we'll go to sleep." His fingers push back into your hair, pushing it out of your sweaty face.

"J-Jesus Kyle." You shutter under his touch, unable to stop the way your walls flutter around him again. You can feel his cock bob in response, and when he slides his hardened member out slowly; you feel every little vein like he wants you to memorize it.

"Gotta make sure you're pregnant. My perfect, beautiful, wonderful wife deserves to be a mama. And what kind of husband would I be if I didn't give her exactly what she wants?" Kyle smirks down at you with newfound energy.

It was going to be a long morning, maybe you could convince him to let you finish making those pastries but you had a feeling that would be a battle. Especially since he's already started thrusting back into you. Maybe a few more rounds wouldn't hurt, you could always have him put the baked goods in the oven. After all he was doing so well already.

[rxptdevil]

Opposites attract

Agent!Kyle broflovski x bimbo!Reader

Plot:Kyle broflovski is your bossy pushy partner who always shames you for being a whore.

Kyle was never one to mince words. As your bossy, pushy partner, Kyle had this annoying habit of always pointing out how you were a bratty whore and that your skimpy outfits were the reason why you got yourself into so much trouble. You hated it when they called you a bimbo, too. You were smart, you just didn't have the best memory sometimes. It was bad enough that you had to work with Kyle every day, but today things seemed especially tense between the two of you.

The mission was going south, and you couldn't help but feel like it was your fault. You were supposed to be the brains of the operation, but somehow you just couldn't focus. Your mind kept wandering back to last night's party, and how Kyle had teased you about being such a slut. The more you thought about it, the more angry you became. And then, just as you were about to make a crucial mistake that could cost you both your lives, Kyle snapped.

"You stupid bitch!" they yelled, grabbing you by the shoulders and shaking you hard. "How could you be so careless? We could have died because of you!"

They pushed you up against the cold, unforgiving wall of the abandoned warehouse you were hiding in. Your heart pounded in your chest as you felt their body pressed against yours, their breath hot and angry on your neck. You wanted to protest, to tell them you were sorry, but the words got stuck in your throat. You couldn't believe how strong they were, how easily they had overpowered you.

With one swift motion, Kyle pinned your arms above your head, their weight bearing down on you. You gasped for air, struggling futilely against their iron grip. "You're such a useless whore," they growled, their eyes flashing with rage. "I can't believe I ever thought we could work together."

The anger in their voice sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt deep in your gut. But then they leaned in closer, their lips just inches from yours, and you forgot all about your mistakes. "I just want you to know," they murmured, their voice softening, "that I'm only this close to giving up on us."

Without giving you a chance to react, Kyle pressed their lips against yours in a hard, possessive kiss. It wasn't gentle or sweet like the kisses they used to give you when you were first together, but it was passionate and intense, and it took your breath away. Your body responded instinctively, melting into theirs as you wrapped your legs around their waist and moaned into their mouth.

As the kiss deepened, you could feel the anger and frustration bleeding away, replaced by a burning desire that you hadn't felt in months. Kyle broke the kiss, breathing heavily, and leaned back to look at you. Their eyes were dark and hungry, and for a moment you forgot about the danger that surrounded you. You forgot about everything but the way they made you feel.

Without another word, Kyle pressed their lips back to yours, their tongue dancing expertly with yours as they explored every inch of your mouth. Their grip on your arms loosened slightly, and you were able to bring your hands up to tangled in their hair, pulling them closer still. The sound of their moans filled the air, mingling with your own as your bodies moved in perfect harmony.

Time seemed to stand still as you lost yourself in the heat of the moment, the tension and fear of the past few hours melting away under the weight of Kyle's touch. You couldn't help but wonder how things had gotten to this point, how you could have ever doubted the connection you shared. But as your bodies moved together in a frenzy of passion, you knew that there was no going back now. This was it. This was real.

Kyle's hands roamed expertly over your body, cupping your breasts and teasing your nipples until they were hard and aching. You moaned loudly, arching your back into his touch, and he smiled down at you, his eyes dark with desire. Without warning, he reached up and tore off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest and defined abs. You gasped at the sight of him, feeling a fresh wave of desire wash over you.

He must have noticed the effect he had on you, because with a growl of satisfaction, he lowered his head and trailed his tongue along your collarbone. His touch sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn't help but writhe beneath him. Your own hands moved to undo his pants, eager to feel him inside you. As he helped you push them down, his erect cock sprang free, and you gasped at the sight of it.

It was long and thick, perfectly sized for you. Without further ado, he positioned himself between your legs and slowly thrust inside you. The feeling of being filled by him was overwhelming, both in the best possible way and in the way that left you breathless and weak in the knees. He started out slow, each thrust measured and deliberate, but as the passion built between you, his movements grew more frenzied.

As he fucked you against the cold, hard wall of the warehouse, Kyle's hand found its way back to your breast, cupping and massaging it. The sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, and you moaned loudly, arching your back to meet his thrusts. Your fingers dug into his shoulders, digging in as deeply as his cock was buried inside you. The sound of your hips slapping against the wall filled the air, a rhythm that seemed to echo through the empty building.

Your body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending tingling and alive with desire. You couldn't believe how good it felt to be with Kyle like this, to feel the connection between you that had always been so intense, even when things had been at their worst. The anger and frustration that had built up over the past few hours seemed to melt away under the weight of his touch, replaced by an overwhelming sense of relief and contentment.

As Kyle continued to thrust into you, his movements growing more urgent, his breath hot and ragged against your neck, his hand moved to cup your breast, his thumb teasing and circling your nipple. You moaned loudly, arching your back into his touch as the sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through you. Your fingers dug into his shoulders, holding on for dear life as you felt the familiar tightening in your abdomen, the knowledge that your orgasm was close, so close you could almost taste it.

And then, with a cry that was part relief and part ecstasy, you came, your body tensing around Kyle's cock as waves of pleasure washed over you. He followed suit almost immediately, his thrusts becoming rough and desperate as he emptied himself inside you. His weight pressed down on you, pinning you to the wall, his labored breath hot against your skin.

For a moment, you both remained joined, bodies intertwined and hearts racing. Kyle's breathing slowly returned to normal, his chest rising and falling rhythmically against yours. His grip on you loosened slightly, and you felt the warmth of his skin as his forehead rested against yours. He smiled against your skin, his voice barely a whisper as he asked, "Are you on the pill?"

You smiled back, feeling a sense of triumph and accomplishment wash over you. You hadn't planned on this happening tonight, but somehow it felt right. You knew that this wasn't just about sex. It was about proving to Kyle that you could trust him, and that your feelings for him ran deeper than mere attraction. "No," you replied, your voice husky from the intensity of the moment.

[lost-walmartbag]

Kyle smut shot with a chubby (fairly sized) reader?

Warning: Swearing, Smut, All characters are 18+! AFAB reader

Background: You've been dating Kyle for a while and now it's time for the next step

Status: Oneshot

More Kyle oneshots or if you want a series that contains smut

Perfect

2 years. 730 days. Well, actually 757 days but who's counting? You. You're counting. For 757 days you've been dating Kyle and it was pure bliss. He asked you out your sophomore year and of course, you said yes.

Everyone loved Kyle. Girls would kill to be with him and why wouldn't they? He was smart, passionate, athletic, kind, and of course hot as hell. You had a crush on him since your freshman year but you didn't even have the courage to talk to him. Why would he choose you over all the prettier... skinnier girls?

Well, Kyle couldn't get you out of his head. He had a class with you freshman year. Spanish. He sucked at Spanish, but you were decent. Sure you weren't perfect but for the most part, you were understandable. Kyle sat next to you, much to the dismay of the other girls in the class. He basically begged you to help him, not because you didn't want to help him but because you were too nervous to talk to him.

"Hey um what would this be?" He asked scooting closer and pointing at a part of the assignment he was struggling with.

You looked at it and slid your completed assignment for him to see without a word. He looked at it and nodded.

"What about this one? is it 'estoy embarazada'?" He asked.

You looked up at him and slowly cracked a smile before giggling. God the sound made Kyle's face heat up. The second the sound hit his ears his stomach did flips. The way you tried to quiet yourself, smiled, and put your hand on his arm to keep yourself upright. He was hooked.

"It's 'avergonzada'. You said you were pregnant." You said once you managed to calm yourself down.

That was the first time he had heard your voice. Now he was nervous and quiet. Once you noticed that he was just staring at you with a blush on his cheeks, you blushed and looked away.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to tease you.."

"N-no it's ok." He said turning the left corner of his mouth into a crooked smile.

After that day you both talked a few more times and you continued to help him. He would do everything to hear your laugh again, including showing off his terrible Spanish skills. Kyle loved it and you would be lying if you said you didn't love every interaction, no matter how short they were. When you two went into your Sophomore year you two didn't have any classes together. Putting an end to any interaction you two would have had. After a few months of not being able to hear your voice, Kyle couldn't take it anymore.

It was November. The leaves were orange and crunchy on the floor, the wind held a chill that sent shivers up your spine. It was perfect. What made it even more perfect was when Kyle came up to you at the end of the day.

"Y/N wait!" Kyle said jogging over to you as you were making your way to the bus stop. You stop and turn to look up at him. You were in your mom jeans and sweater but Kyle was in his basketball shorts and jersey.

"Hm?"

"Go out with me."

"What?" You ask in disbelief. Maybe you hadn't heard him right.

"I mean..." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck as a deep blush crept up on his pale cheeks. He had rehearsed how he wanted to do this how did he manage to fuck it up? "Do you...wanna go out sometime?"

You were taken aback and stared up at him as a blush of your own paints your cheeks. You looked behind yourself and then behind him. This isn't the first time someone would jokingly ask out the fat girl. 

"You aren't joking?" 

"Why would I?" He asked raising a brow.

"I'm...well.." You said motioning to yourself. 

"Beautiful?" 

"Fat." You corrected before his words had fully sunken in. "Did you just call me beautiful?" 

"Yeah. You're beautiful, and I don't care about your weight, Y/N." He said putting his hands in his pockets and blushing. "I think you're really...I just haven't stopped thinking about you." 

You blushed softly and looked away. "O-ok."

"Ok?" 

"Ok." 

That's how it started. It wasn't the most extraordinary story but everyone around you seemed to think it was some miracle. The hot athlete starts dating the 'fat' girl? Call the masses.

You're still insecure about it. You want to feel confident being with Kyle, but whenever a skinny girl passes you it makes you feel inadequate. Kyle always reassures you and honestly, it wasn't until you met his mom that you felt better.

Knowing that his mom wasn't skinny helped in a weird way. Knowing that Kyle wasn't raised to care about looks made your relationship seem more real. Shelia is beautiful and to know she could be both beautiful and chubby made you feel so much better.

So after that boost of confidence, you grew as a person. And Kyle was all for it. Not to mention just how much he loved touching you and staring at you when you wore something at showed even a bit of skin.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Kyle was sitting on your bed, propping his head against the headboard with you sitting between his legs. He unbraided your hair as you quietly read. His long fingers gently raking through your hair sent shivers down your spine.

"Your hair smells so nice." He whispered, kissing the top of your head.

"Sound like a serial killer." You teased with a giggle.

He chuckled and buried his face in your neck. "You like that?"

"Yeah, I just love imagining my boyfriend as a creepy murderer." You said sarcastically.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms tightly around your stomach. His soft lips pressed against your next. You let out a soft sigh and leaned your head to the side to give him better access. He hummed in approval and continued kissing your neck.

"You're very touchy today." You said with a soft moan.

"Can't help that you're so beautiful." He said slowly moving one of his hands up towards your breast but before touching it he pulled back from your neck and looked into your eyes. "Can I?"

You nod and lean back against his chest as his large hand gently massages your breast while his other hand moves down under your shorts.

This wasn't abnormal with you and Kyle. You two have fooled around before but right now it felt different. Like there was going to be more. Were you ready for more?

"I want you so bad right now." He whispered against your neck as he gently rubbed your clit.

You moaned softly and leaned your head back on his shoulder and shut your eyes. Kyle bit his lip as he looked down at your face. Your eyes closed, lips parted as small moans slipped out, and the way your hands held onto his legs.

"You're so beautiful right now." He whispered in a husky voice you hadn't heard before.

Yup. Definitely ready for more.

You let out a louder moan from your lips causing him to press himself closer to you, causing his hard-on the rub against you.

"Do you want me too?" He whispered in your ear while applying a delicious pressure against your clit.

"Fuck yes." You moaned out biting your lip and looking up at him with half-lidded eyes.

He let out a grunt and pulled back from you, taking the sensation he was giving you with him. You let out a small whimper and turned back to look at him.

For a second you were terrified that he changed his mind and would leave. Well, that was until you saw him take off his shirt. Your eyes widened as you took in the light freckles that were peppered on his chest, the barely visible abs, and his very patch of red hair that led under his pants.

"You're staring." He whispered as a blush spread against his cheeks and ears.

"I don't tell you how hot you are nearly enough." You said turning your body to sit on his lap. Not putting your full weight down.

"I do like it when you say it." He said moving his hands onto your lower back.

"Kyle Broflovski you are very very hot." You said with a giggle as you kissed up his neck.

He let out a weak chuckle as he tried to keep himself from thrusting upward. As your hands moved down his chest and your lips moved up and down his neck.

"Y/N.." He sighed leaning his head back.

"I'm ready." You whisper, pulling back and looking down at him.

"You're ready?" He repeated looking into your eyes.

You nodded and crashed your lips against his. He pulled you closer and reciprocated the kiss fully. He moved his hand down to his belt, swiftly taking it off. You pulled back looking down at his hands.

He slowly pulled you off his lap and laid you down on your back as his hand slowly worked on the buttons of your top. You stopped him and bit your lip.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to stop?" He whispered looking up at you.

"I-I...I don't want you to be grossed out." You whispered looking away.

"Y/N..."

You shut your eyes tightly as you felt his eyes on you. "Can we do this without taking it off?"

"I'm not grossed out by your body." He whispered, gently kissing your forehead.

"But you haven't seen me naked yet."

"I know and it's really killing me." He said with a chuckle. "I think you're gorgeous. Now if you aren't comfortable we can-"

"No, I don't want to stop." You said looking into his eyes. "J-just promise you won't stare."

Kyle nodded and moved his hands to continue undoing your buttons. You allowed him to and when your shirt was finally off you laid in front of him in your bra and shorts. His eyes raked down your body and bit his lip.

You blushed harder when your eyes caught a view of the large tent in his pants. His eyes wouldn't leave your body and you didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. Every stretch mark, every roll was on full display for Kyle's eyes.

"Fuck." He groaned.

"You promised not to stare." You whispered.

"I'm sorry baby you're just so fucking beautiful." He whispered, unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down his legs.

"You think so?" You whispered looking up at him.

"God yes." He said gently pulling your shorts down.

You blushed and watched as he continued taking off your clothes. As his hands worked on your bra and your panties. You shut your eyes tightly, feeling his lips on your body, starting at your neck and moving to your breast and stomach.

"How did I get so lucky?" He whispered to himself as he pulled back from your body and began taking off his boxers.

You opened your eyes and watched as he pulled his boxers off causing his member to spring out. Your eyes widened and you looked up at his face.

"Nope no no no. That's not gonna fit inside." You said backing up a bit.

Kyle chuckled and grabbed your hips, gently pulling you back down to him. "Do you trust me?"

"Yeah but-"

"No buts. If you trust me. Trust me that I won't hurt you." He whispered, gently kissing your forehead. His thumbs gently trace circles on your hips. "We're going slow. Ok?"

You nodded and whimpered softly. "Ok. ok. Slow."

Kyle smiled and positioned himself between your legs. "You ready?"

"Yeah." You whispered, holding onto his shoulders.

He pressed a gentle kiss on your lips as he slowly pushed forward. You let out a gasp as you felt his cock enter you inch by inch. You could feel yourself relaxing and getting wetter by the second.

Kyle pulled away from your lips slightly and bit his lip as he finished burying himself inside you. "Does it hurt?" He whispered.

"N-no. It's perfect." You said already a bit breathless. "Please start moving."

He nodded and pulled further away from your lips. He held onto your hips again and started slowly thrusting coaxing soft moans from both of you. Kyle leaned his head back as he mumbled incoherent nonsense about how beautiful you were.

You ran your hands down his chest and moaned out a bit louder making Kyle thrust into you faster. He looked back down at you, his curls covering his face enough to make him look almost primal.

"God you're driving me crazy." He said with a groan as he grabbed onto your hips and moved backward.

You gasped as Kyle sat down and pulled you down onto his lap causing his cock to bury deeper inside you. You leaned your head back and held onto his shoulders as he guided your hips.

"So fucking hot." He groaned, burying his face in your shoulder.

"Kyle...oh god" You moaned as you slowly moved your hips up and down. "A-am I doing this right?"

"Fuck yes, baby you're doing so good." He moaned, gently biting your shoulder.

You nod and move faster as you press yourself against him. Kyle groaned louder but they were muffled as he buried his face in your cleavage. You rested your chin on top of his head as you moved.

You could barely think only being able to focus on the sound of your pelvis hitting Kyle's, his groans, and how embarrassingly wet you were for him.

Kyle's fingers dug into the soft skin of your hips as you moved faster trying to drive you both over the edge. There was nothing else. Only the way Kyle held you, the way his hands embraced every soft contour of your body, the way he moaned against your chest, the way his cock hit your sweet spot over and over again.

You leaned your head back and let out a loud moan as you came. Your juices dripping down his shaft making Kyle hold you tighter. He thrusted up into you not wanting it to end.

"Kyle~" You whined.

"I know baby I know just let me handle this." He whispered desperately as he peppered kisses down your neck and onto your shoulder.

You moaned as his cock slammed into your overstimulated, messy cunt. You shut your eyes tightly until he cupped your cheek.

"Open your eyes. Look at me when I cum inside you." He moaned and you couldn't bring yourself to go against his wishes.

Your eyes met his and he continued thrusting into you. You two only moaned as your eyes stayed locked on each other. His hand came down hard on your ass causing you to moan loudly as you felt his cock twitch.

"F-fuck Y/N!" He moaned out as hot ropes of cum shot deep inside you.

He stopped thrusting and opted to gently rub your ass where his hand had smacked you. You stayed still, resting your head on his shoulder as you caught your breath.

God, you must have looked terrible. A sweaty, sticky, panting mess in Kyle's arms. You pulled away first to look at him and in turn, he flashed a lazy smile.

"You did amazing, beautiful." He whispered, gently brushing away hair that was stuck to your forehead with sweat and placing a gentle kiss.

"That was amazing." You whispered. "Sorry if I wasn't what you were used to."

"You're all I've had and it was more than perfect." He said, slowly pulling out of you and laying you down on the bed.

As he took his time lying next to you, you had time to think about his words. 'All I've had' were you...did you?

"Did I take your virginity?" You whispered, looking over to him.

"Yup. Pretty sure." He said, wrapping an arm around your waist.

"How?"

"Well...it started about forty minutes ago when-"

"How was that your first-time smartass. Like why have you not slept with anyone else before me?" You said a bit annoyed.

He chuckled and buried his face in your hair, shamelessly inhaling your scent. His hands gently grasped onto your body. "No one else is you."

A/N: OK so. Not gonna lie. I'm still bad at writing smut. I hope you enjoyed it tho. Anyway hope whoever asked for this liked it and thank you so much for reading, please ask for whatever idea yall have for me. Thank you love yall bye-bye. 💚💚💚

Taglist: @jessiegerl

EDIT: Dude I accidentally posted this before I finished so if you saw it before. No, you didn't.

[h-harleybaby]

thinks about … kyle getting jealous of all the pictures cartman has sent him of his cum in kyle’s gf’s fucked out pussy .. so he finally snaps & fucks reader while cartman can’t do anything but watch n jack off while kyle degrades n doms reader 4 basically the first time. giggles

breeding kink !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- kyle & cartman’s gf anon 🎀

Y’ALL GIVE ME LIFE

I didn’t see these and I was waiting for more and then I looked through my inbox for something to write and found these-

I swear, I love you guys. Anyways, I’m gonna change the banner for the requests that include Cartman and Kyle btw (I think y’all already know because I did it a couple months ago when I first got the request)

Sorry it took me forever, ALSO JUST WANNA SAY THIS ISNT KYMAN!! (Again, could care less if you do hun)

HAS NSFW CONTENT

Cartman x Kyle’s gf!reader

• Cartman def tries to get you to moan into the mic all the time when he’s fucking you so he can send it to Kyle. He may or may not jerk off to your voice messages later

• All 3 of you have a gc where it’s either one of them teasing the other when they’re with you (sending fucked out pictures of you, voice messages, explicit videos, etc.), or one of them teasing the two of you 👀👀

• It’s actually kinda funny but Cartman would literally do anything to have his balls sucked. I’m not even kidding, say you will and it’s the quickest way to get him to do whatever you want

• I feel like he likes to send videos of you riding him to Kyle, and he’s always smug and bragging about how you’re riding his dick and not Kyle’s

• Is def teasing both him and you saying how it’s funny that it’s almost like you prefer Cartmans dick over your own bfs

• Cartman sending that last picture of you being all pretty and fucked out and leaking his cum just made Kyle snap

• Good lord the utter FILTH that came out of Kyles mouth while he fucked you and Cartman watched jesus fucking Christ

• Kyle’s usually not one to degrade you or go too rough but when he does omg 😩😩😩 (he has horrible anger issues so he may or may not be taking some of it out on you with how rough he’s fucking you)

• Like how else is he gonna remind the both of you that you’re his gf when Cartman gets a lil too handsy in public?? You can’t expect to do that and NOT get some sorta consequences

• Cartman hates to admit and honestly probably wouldn’t, but watching Kyle dom you turned him on. He might’ve made a couple degrading comments somewhat aimed Cartman and I feel like he has a bit of a masochist side sooooo

• Would not be surprised if Cartman ate you out after Kyle finished having his way with you 💅

• Ugh imagine you’re all overstimulated after a few rounds with Kyle fucking his frustrations out and probs filled with the aftermath of a few rounds because Kyle has a horrible breeding kink and then Cartman eating you out with your thighs wrapped around his head

• He’s probably slapping your thigh every time you move too much and shushing you when you whimper that it’s too much

• Cum eating kinda?? DO NOT QUESTION THE GREAT FLITHY WORDS OF HARLEY 💅

• One arm is wrapped around one of your thighs while he’s rubbing circles over your clit and his other hand is jerking himself off

• Cartman’s sooooo mean about it too, probably doing it all harshly while he mumbles stuff about how you’re just his cum slut and a toy against your pussy. That and he’s probably whispering stuff like “Shhhh, shh I know you can cum again, so stop whining. Come on, one more time for me, yeah? Yeah, that’s my whore”

• He would honestly try being sneaky and stop right before he cums to he can cum on your pussy once he’s done with you (DOES THAT MAKE SENSE??? I’M SORRY I CAN VISUALIZE IT BUT NOT REALLY PUT IT IN WORDS)

• Hehe Cartman calls you his dumb whore when he’s degrading you while Kyle calls you his pretty slut when he’s degrading you

• ANYWAYS FLUFF TIME

• It literally took forever for Cartman to finally admit his crush on you to himself, he was such a baby about it too like babes get over it and say something!!

• Over time y’all just kinda got closer to the point where Cartman just started calling you his gf and after a lil talk with Kyle he didn’t mind too much

• Don’t get me wrong, they still fight a lot and sometimes hate each other but what friendship doesn’t get like that sometimes 💀

• Honestly, they could never be together but they don’t mind sharing you in more ways than just sexual

• They don’t normally cuddle with you at the same time because they’re bound to argue but if you ask they’ll try keeping their mouths shut

• It’s actually pretty sweet but after a few minutes Kyle’s gonna try putting his hands on your waist only to be met with Cartmans hand slapping his own. Most of the time it starts an argument but if it doesn’t they’ll just glare at each other

• They both get stupidly competitive over you its honestly kinda funny. Fr just them trying to outdo the other with stuff like gifts and acts of service

• I can see Kyle being a very acts of service person (not that he’s opposed to getting you gifts but ya know?) and he’s always gonna help you with stuff

• Cartman is a very gifts kinda person, he prefers giving gifts as a way to show his affection. Also his spoiled ass loves getting gifts 💀💀

• Hear me out, every now and then Cartman likes to bake for you (no one else is gonna bake for him besides his mom and he likes his shit extra sweet so sometimes you gotta bake for yourself ya know?) and rubs it in Kyles face

• Kyle tried getting back at him by baking something even better for you but it ended up burnt and with the kitchen a mess 😭

Please for the love of god let that be the last one… UNLESS SOMEONE SENDS ANOTHER REQUEST BUT MAKES IT DETAILED THEN I MIGHT BE OPEN TO IT

[he4rts4alexis]

Happy birthday

Pairing: south park x Fem reader

Warning : bondage , choking , and blindfold .

I woke up all groggy . Then I remembered it's my birthday . I look at my boyfriend's spot , and he's not there . Where did he go ? I was about to get up when he walked through the door .

" Good morning , birthday girl . " He's holding a tray with food on it . It was my favorite breakfast . Eggs and toast . There's a heart - shaped bit of butter to spread on my toast . He also got me a glass of orange juice . He puts the tray on the bed in front of me

" Thank you , my love . " I grab the tray and start

eating my food.

"How is it, princess?"

"Good." I finish my food and get ready for the day. I do my hair and put some cute clothes on. My boyfriend, who had walked out to take care of my tray, walked back in.

"Hey darling, I have some plans, and I need you to be out of the house. So you go out with the girls or go get your nails or hair done or whatever you want."

"So I could take some of my girls to get our nails done, and you'd be ok with that?"He nods. "Well then, I'll get going so you can get on with your plan." I get up and get my purse, keys, and phone. I give him a kiss and say bye and head out to the car. Before I start driving anywhere, I text two of my girls and ask if they want to get their nails done and go to the mall. After both of them say yes, I drive to pick them up. I got to one of their houses since they were spending the night. I watch them walk out of the house and get in the car. "Hey girls." I say. "Hey." They both say waving. one friend.

"I think you should get baby blue acrylic

nails." I nod, and we walk over to check in.

"Hi, I would like to pay for three manicures today." I say.

"Ok, and what kind of nails are we doing?"

The clerk says. "We all want acrylic nails." I respond.

"Alright, that'll be $150." I hand him the money, and he shows us what desks we sit at. We are all close together. Our nail techs do our nails, and we sit there and talk. Once we are all done, since I already paid, we get up and leave.

"Your guys' nails look so good." I told my friends. I put my car into drive and head to the mall. Once we get to the mall, I park, and we all walk inside.

"Ok, what store should we look at first?" I ask. "Victoria secret." One of my friends suggest. I shake my head no.

"Girl, you've got to treat yourself right

sometimes."

"Fine." I sigh, and we head to Victoria Secret Once we get there, my friends are having me try on different lingerie pieces. After trying what feels like hundreds of pieces on my friends found a set they really liked, and we left the store.

"Alright, so where are we going now?" My friends picked a few more stores before my boyfriend texted me that he was ready for me to come back home."Hey guys, my boyfriend just texted me that he's ready for me to come back home." I say to

them. "What do you guys have planned?" My friend

wiggles her eyebrows.

"I don't know he wanted to plan everything. I was left out." We walk out of the mall and to my car. I drop my friends off at their houses and head back to my place. I walk in the door, and I see him standing there.

"Hey babe." I say. "Hey, love. Are you ready to see your birthday surprise?" He asks

"Yes, I am." He leads me to our bedroom where there's candles lit and rose petals on the floor.

"Do you like it?" He asks.

"Yes!" I say.

"Good." He grabs me and pins me to the wall as we make out. The more we make out, the more desperate we get. I start taking his shirt off, and he takes mine off. He slips off my pants and puts me on the bed.

"Well, since it's your birthday, we're going to experiment with some kinks of yours." I feel butterflies.

"First, I'm going to tie you down. Then you're going to be blindfolded. I'm also gonna give you a new necklace." I get butterflies again. "Does that sound good, darling?" He asks. I nod too flustered to speak. He grabs rope and ties my hands and legs to the bed frame. Then he puts the blindfold on me."How do you feel, my love?" He asks. "I feel good." I answer. He then pulls my underwear down and slips in a finger. He starts fingering me fast. I can't tell if it's because I've been so busy or if it's the blindfold, but the pleasure feels way better than usual. I moan.

"There you go, baby. Make noise for me." He says. He fingers me faster. "I'm close." I moan out.

"Cum for me love." He says. I cum. I hear him

licking my cum off his fingers.

"You taste good, princess." I'm laying there for a little bit until I feel him slip in me. "Oh god." The feeling of him slipping in is just as good as him railing me. He starts thrusting into me, and then I feel his hand on my

throat. He squeezes just a bit so I don't pass

out from lack of oxygen. He keeps thrusting

into me, hitting my g-spot every time.

"I'm gonna cum again." I say. "Not yet darling." He says. He keeps thrusting into me, getting sloppier and sloppier each time.

"Now, baby." We both cum at the same time.

He takes the blindfold off.

"We're not done just yet. I just want to see those pretty little eyes roll back with pleasure." He cleans me up a bit before slipping back in. He thrusts into me again and again, also hitting my g-spot this time. "God I'm going to cum again." "Already my darling?" I nod. "Now, baby." We both cum at the same time. He takes the blindfold off.

"We're not done just yet. I just want to see those pretty little eyes roll back with pleasure." He cleans me up a bit before slipping back in. He thrusts into me again and again, also hitting my g-spot this time. "God I'm going to cum again."

"Already my darling?" I nod.

"Then cum for me." I cum as soon as he gets the words out of his mouth. I can tell he's close.

"Cum." I whisper in his ear. That was enough to send him over the edge and cum. He gets up and leaves. He comes back with something else to clean me up with.

"You did such a good job, darling." He says "Thank you." He cleans me up. We cuddle and fall asleep with each other. Man, this was a great birthday.

This really isn't a part 2 it's just smut but anyways

@thiscrying

[by-april-march]

crazy oneshot idea rolling around my brain like a marble, must share. kyle and reader are dating, one day they are just hanging out in her room and he finds her vibrator while looking for something and playfully teases her about it, seemingly forgetting about it later. then the next time they have sex in her room he grabs that shit mid thrust and makes her cum multiple times OH GOD i feel so filthy writing that please tell me you see the vision

This is one of those ones where the anon is buzzing and I had to write it right away. This one is kind of sweet and fluffy... I hope I maintained the vision, lmk!! 🙏🏾💖

Kyle x F! Reader

[Also available on Ao3!] [Kyle Broflovski Master List]

Kyle and I were comfortable. Not in that boring way that people who’ve been together a long time get, when they’ve settled into some routine and are mostly only still together because of the sunk cost fallacy…

We really hadn’t been together long, but once it happened, we dove in headfirst. He could be an intense guy and that definitely carried over into our relationship. Especially our sex life. It was something I loved about him.

The first time we had sex, I decided to hook up with him for a little fun. Eventually, he had my hands pinned above my head, he drove in deep and the eye contact was… insane. I was certain I’d never have another orgasm that good in my life. Since then, I’ve been down bad.

We just kept hooking up. One night together kept turning into two nights, then a week, and the next thing I knew, we were moving in together. Neither of us had even dropped the ‘L’ word yet.

We stood in what would soon be known as my old bedroom discussing what to do about my nightstand.

“If you’re leaving your stuff in there, you have to tape it up,” Kyle told me sternly.

“What? Why?”

“Because it’s gonna be in a truck and – Just trust me,” He was exasperated with me already, and my stuff wasn’t even at his place yet.

I pouted, “Tape will ruin the finish,”

Okay, maybe we were a little too comfortable and mundane already.

“I’m telling you, all your stuff is gonna fall out,” He slid open the drawer and started rifling through it, “You’ll be all like ‘Oh Kyle, my expensive lotion and condoms and --’”

He removed a small novel and flipped through it, “Vampire novel. Really?”

“I like it, but the show is better,” I shrugged.

He dropped it back in the drawer and a slight smile crept up his face as he pulled out a small, black velvet bag.

I practically leapt over to him, “Oh! That’s not–“

He opened the bag and pulled out a short stick made of purple plastic and silicone. It was my bullet vibrator. My cheeks suddenly felt hot. My private, personal sex life and the one I shared with him were colliding. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it.

He looked it over like a caveman who’d just discovered… Well, a vibrator.

“Is this a vibrator? It’s so small,” He said dropping it back in the bag.

Typical guy.

I snatched the bag from him, “It doesn’t go inside,”

“I figured that out,” He said before pinching my cheek, “Your cheeks are so... Are you embarrassed?”

“..Shut up,” I frowned and crossed my arms.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him, “You’re so fucking cute like this,”

“No, I’m not,” I protested.

“Yeah, you are,” He kissed my ear and nipped at it, “Maybe I just like it because your face gets flushed like this when you come,”

Kenny and Stan peeked inside my doorway. “...Whoa,”

“Dude,” Stan rolled his eyes, “If we have to wait because you wanna fuck, you’re gonna owe us extra pizza and beer,”

I was relieved when moving day was finally almost over. I was wearing one of Kyle’s old shirts with a pair of black panties and had just finished my nightly routine.

Kyle looked at me as I joined him in our bed, “You know we’re just going to bed, you don’t need to put a thousand products on your face to sleep,”

I grabbed the lotion from the drawer in my nightstand and started spreading it on my legs, “It’s not a thousand, you’re being dramatic,”

“It’s not? ‘Drop the skincare routine, Queen,’” He said in a mocking tone.

“You spend too much time online,” I rolled my eyes as I dropped the bottle back in the drawer.

He leaned over and kissed my neck, “I spend too much time on you,”

“No, not enough,” I pouted.

He pushed me down and climbed on top of me so fast I barely had time to react.

“Just say when you want me,” Kyle pushed my shirt up to my collarbone and bit his lip as he looked at my naked breasts, “...Say it,”

As I looked up at him, my cheeks felt like they were burning, “I want you,”

I couldn’t believe that after all this time, he could still make me feel like this. Fuck. Maybe I really was in love with him.

He leaned down and kissed me hard and deep. As our tongues rolled over each other, his hand was on my breast, and his thumb swept over my soft nipple.

I whimpered in his mouth and I could feel him smile against my lips as he kissed me. He was obsessed with the way my body reacted to his touch. I love the way he touches me and apparently, I show it. It drives him a little wild.

Kyle broke our kiss and tugged on the side of my panties, “Take these off,”

As I followed his instructions, he took off his boxer briefs and unveiled my favorite cock in the world. He knelt between my legs and stroked himself as his fingers rubbed along my slit. He started massaging my clit in small circles and I held back a moan as my hand grabbed a handful of the sheets. He took his hand off of himself, grabbed my breast, leaned down, and ran his tongue over my nipple.

I couldn’t hold back a moan that time.

He slid his fingers down, pushed inside me and my back arched just the way he liked. He curled his fingers and went right for the plush spot he knew would make me come for him without fail. He applied more pressure and my knees locked around him.

Kyle kissed my collarbone, “You’re really sensitive today,”

“I – I – Fuck,” I stammered.

It was all too much. My entire body tensed up. My back arched sharply, I pulled the corner of the sheet up from the bed, and I finally released the loud, shaking moan that he wanted to hear.

He smirked as he watched me panting rapidly. Kyle withdrew his fingers and rubbed along my slit, spreading my desire over my delicate skin. He pushed the head of his cock right atop my clit, and the touch of his warm precum made my breath hitch.

I gasped as he finally squeezed into the heart of me. He groaned low as he started shifting his hips into me. I grabbed his shoulders and he kissed me while he palmed my breast. The way he touched me when we made love was heavenly.

Shit. I really meant to say ‘fucked,’

We were definitely just fucking.

Kyle drove deep inside, slow but with force, just the way I liked. It wasn’t long until I moaned his name when the wave of another orgasm overtook me.

He groaned as he watched me writhe on his cock, “I fucking love to see you tremble and squirm underneath me,”

I already knew he was telling the truth but fuck, I could feel his cock throb inside me for added emphasis. He might have loved the way I reacted to him, but the way he reacted to me and never hid how much I turned him was one of my favorite things on Earth.

He’s a very direct guy. I love that about him.

As I panted and sat in the afterglow of my second orgasm, he gave me a hard thrust just to watch my body jump. He reached past me and I was too focused on the fact his hips were moving again to notice he had my vibrator... Until he turned it on.

“What are –” I intended to interrogate him, but he placed it right on my clit, “Ahh…! Fuck,”

Kyle watched me closely as he continued to delve inside me.

The feeling was so intense, I couldn’t speak. I could barely breathe. He thrust hard as fuck and I gasped, digging my nails into his back.

“I’m glad I picked tonight to try this,” He was practically purring, “You’re so much more fun to play with when you’re so sensitive,”

I couldn’t fight it any longer. My back arched violently, my nails pressed into his skin, and I think my toes even curled.

“God, I really do love watching the way you move,” He said as he observed me, enthralled with my body.

I whined and whimpered as he continued to hold the vibrations against me.

He licked my neck, "One more time,"

Just feeling his hot breath sink into me felt intense now.

I fought it as long as I could, but my legs were shaking and my heart was pounding out of my chest.

“F-fuck,” Suddenly, all of the passion and bliss that had been building up inside me again had finally swelled and crested, “I love you,”

The soft walls inside me gripped him tightly as my orgasm surged through me, and I listened to him groan, “...Fuck,”

He pushed a starving kiss onto me and as my tongue turned over his, I felt his hips jerk abruptly. He groaned loudly into my mouth and I could feel him as he shot hot sticky jets inside my core.

He tossed the vibrator on the bed and then cradled my face as we vigorously panted in each other’s mouths.

After Kyle finally collapsed next to me, he pulled me into his arms. He kissed my cheek, my nose, then my other cheek. I tried to push him off a little but he held me firmly in place.

He scanned my face, “What?”

“Nothing,” I pouted again.

“Oh," He chuckled, "Really?”

I tried to push away again but he grabbed my chin.

Kyle's fingertips pressed into the tender flesh of my cheeks, “Look at me,”

I reluctantly obeyed and his expression softened.

“Of course I love you,” He softly kissed the corner of my mouth, “If you don’t know that by now –“

I pulled him into another hungry kiss and I finally felt all the tension in my body fall away.

Another smirk slid across his face, “Are you going to get all cute and needy every time I use that on you? Cause if so, I’m gonna have to buy another one before we wear yours out,"

[sp-by-april]

Happy Toxicity Thursday!

SHOTS: Joystick [Ao3] [[tumblr]] [Stan x Enemy!Reader] You've disobeyed Stan. Now he has to punish you.

Don't Push Love Away [[tumblr]] [Stalker!Eric x Reader] Eric Cartman is stalking YOU. (tw: sa themes)

CHASER: The Closest Thing [Ao3] [[tumblr]] [Kyle, Stan x Reader] Kyle catches you fooling around with Stan. Luckily, you know exactly how to settle the frustration and sexual tension between all of you.

[marshslovedone]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO KYLE X FEM READER NSFW AND SFW! ALSO PREFERABLY KYLE AS A SUB 🥰

LOVE YOUR WORK

FOAMING AT THE MOUTH AT THISSSS I was literally talking to my friends in my disc server about this request LMAO

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Sub!Kyle x Dom!Fem!Reader sfw + nsfw headcanons

CW: F!Reader, Smut, cowgirl, edging, oral sex (M!Receiving), hand job, overstimulation, LMK if I missed any!!!

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OKAY SO pretty much everything stays the same as normal outside the bed

Kyle doesn’t act submissive since you two don’t have any kink revolving him to be submissive outside the bedroom

Lowk Kyle wants to but like he doesn’t want to make u uncomfortable…

Kyle is such a cutie he brings you roses almost everyday

If he couldn’t get roses he gives you the schools flowers

He loves helping you study as well!! Whatever class it is he’ll help you, if you any performing art he’ll help practice, or any art like ceramics, art, painting, he’ll help you with colors or parts to help make your final production

He also loves inviting you over to dinner!! Well mainly his family, his mom adores you!!

She always makes extra food for you to take home and also loves letting you stay the night!!

she always takes pictures of you and kyle every moment together, while you guys are watching a movie, dinner, and she also loves driving the two of you to your guys college classes

Kyle also loves meeting up with you at a vending machine in the college campus. He wants to stay with you at all times <3

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OKAYOKAY HERE IS THE FUN PART!!! As soon you two go in his bedroom he immediately acts submissive even if he helps you study

He gets whiny when you kiss him on his neck or touch his bulge

he hates when you edge him but he also loves it at the same time it gives sm thrill but also pain bc he gets so close to coming in your hand but then you reject it

He loves your soft hands so much the way they feel and how you flick your wrist on his thick cock :((

He leaps with joy when you suck him off!!! He literally becomes a whining man, begging for more as he has his hands in your hair

He gets so much thrill when you let him cum down your throat!! The whimpers he lets out after cumming in your throat <3

He gets even more whiny when you begin to ride him as well!! He can’t handle all that pleasure well so he just lets out whimpers and slightly loud moans :3

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“Y-Y/N I can’t handle it..so much..” kyle whimpers out as he rest his hand on your waist as he helps life you up and down. Kyle began to choke on. His sobs a little from how much pleasure is coming to him.

“Yes you can baby, you can handle this I now you can you handled every other time” Y/N smirked as she moved faster, resting her hands on Kyle’s chest, kyle just lets out more moans then ever when she started to move faster

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[n0tangeliccc]

Perfect birthday

pc!Kyle x fem!reader

(All characters are adults duh)

Warning: SMUT, praise!!!, Kyle being a pleasure dom, lowkey breeding kink lmao

A/N: BIRTHDAY SEX AND PC KYLE⁉️ HELL YEAH

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You had planned the entire day, everything had gone absolutely perfect so far. From breakfast in bed to taking your beautiful husband out to his favorite fancy restaurant this might be the best birthday Kyle had had in years and now there was one last gift left for him tonight.

Kyle laid in bed scrolling through his phone waiting for you to leave the bathroom, he wasn’t expecting anything when he heard you walk out but his eyes widen once he saw you. You stood leaning against the bathroom door with a smirk, your body clad in a lacy green lingerie set adorned with small bows making you look like the most perfect gift ever.

“Holy shit…” Kyle’s jaw was agape as you walked over to the bed “You like baby?” You giggled “Like? I love it, you look gorgeous darling” His eyes scanned your body as you crawled over next to him on the bed “Is this my last gift of the day?” “Mmhm, had to save the best for last” Kyle chuckled and pulled you onto his lap “You look so pretty baby…I’m gonna ruin you tonight.” He whispered in your ear.

Kyle flipped you over so you would be under him and instantly attached his lips onto yours. He groaned into the kiss as you wrapped you legs around his waist and pulled him in closer, “Fuck baby, so perfect…so perfect for me” he mumbled as he trailed sloppy kisses down your jaw to your abdomen leaving dark marks around your body. Kyle moved down to lay in between your thighs as he spread them. “So wet for me sweetheart” He pressed a soft kiss to your clothed clit, smirking as a soft whimper left your lips. “S-stop teasing Ky” you whined out making him chuckle again “Sorry baby it’s just too fun”

He moves back up and gives you a quick peck on the lips as he removes his pajama pants and boxers, as you go to remove your own undergarments he stops you “I want you to keep it on sweetheart” Kyle smirks and moves your wet panties to the side “Kyle…” You moaned out “I know pretty girl, I know” His fingers slide down your slit collecting your arousal and using it to lubricate his cock. “Are you ready?” He asked and you nod desperate for him “Yes please Kyle” a whimper escapes your lips as he slowly begins sliding his length into you “Fuck baby…so wet for me” Kyle groaned.

After a bit of waiting for you to adjust to his size he begins to slowly thrust into you gripping onto your waist as he does. Low groans and moans begin to fill the room as he speeds his movements with each thrust. He grins smugly as he watches how your face contorts in pleasure and sneaks one of his thumbs down to toy with your clit making your body jolt slightly “Oh fuck Kyle!” “You feel so good around me darling” He grunted as he pounded even harder into you “Fuck m’so close Kyle” You cried out in pleasure “Me too baby, gonna fill you up completely” He groaned in your ear, his words driving you over the edge as your orgasm washed over you “Fuck Kyle!!” He moaned as your walls tightened around him. His thrust became sloppy as he finally reached his peak and shot his load deep inside you with a loud groan.

He collapsed on you and pressed a kiss to your forehead “I think this was my favorite gift of the day”

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[shhh-secret-time]

Next request actually comes from AO3! I gotta admit, I was really excited about this one!

Warning: Dom/Sub dynamic, Sub!Kyle, Dom!Reader, Strong Language, Praise Kink?, NSFW

Pairing: High Fae King Kyle x F!Reader

Notes: So you noticed the Fae in there did you? So my roommate and I have an small AU where Kyle isn't just king of the elves, he's King of the Summer Court as well! Soooome of the stuff I used has a little D&D logic behind it, but you have to squint to really see it!

Art by: Leoncio Harmr - De Profundis Clamavi

Heavy boots echoed through the halls of the castle; the ivory floor polished to perfection carried the sound until it made its way to your room. You were laying in your shared chambers lounging on the bed dressed in fine silks, now the book you were reading a distant thought. Not that you were able to pay attention to it anyway. The peaceful and serene sounds of the rain outside your window didn't help any, neither did the fact the book was so incredibly boring.

With a hum you moved the sheets off your body pulling the beautiful white material away. Pulling the forest green robe off the chair next to you and onto your form, you made your way to the door. You didn't need to really open the door to know whose footsteps those were.

Your sweet husband, your darling partner, your most precious one. Kyle Broflovski, better known as the High Fae King of the Summer Court to the elves and the other Fae citizens. When you opened the chamber doors you could immediately feel how tense he was from just the doorway. It was like a wave of heat brushing off him and you could feel it on your skin.

"My love." Kyle's voice sounds so winded, like he's out of breath the moment he saw you.

You smile as his eyes roam over your body admiring your form and like a switch that raging fire turned to a gentle breeze, by his legs maple leaves began to pick up and swirl around him. There were many titles your husband held, but High Druid was the one he was the most proud of, his command over the elements was nothing to take lightly.

"My heart." You respond as you hold yourself high, gliding across the castle floor with grace.

Kyle raises his hand, dismissing the guards who were ordered to escort him. Once you reach him, he holds his hands out to gently take yours. Despite how gentle he tried to be; you could feel how tense he was even past the gorgeous, embroidered gloves he wore.

"My apologies, did I wake you?"

"No, I was waiting for you to come to bed. But something tells me that you weren't planning on retiring to our chambers anytime soon."

"Hm... it would be foolish to try and hide anything from you."

"Now when did my husband become so wise?" You joked softly, cupping his face with your hands. Smiling as he seemed to melt into your touch, the much taller man leaning down to bask in the soft affection.

"Perhaps you're finally starting to rub off on me." He whispered, pressing a warm kiss into the palm of your hand. His lips finding the wedding band, the silver band that bound your souls together.

You couldn't help but let out a gentle laugh, even after all these years being married to him, he found a way to make you blush. The day he asked you to be his Queen, to shoulder the burdens of an entire realm, to help him lead and carry him when he could not walk. Your pride in him made it easy, he was a wonderful man and right now he looked as if he were about to buckle under the weight. And you knew just the cure.

"Then allow me to continue your lesson towards being a wise man." Your voice was like the silks you wore, a cool splash of water against his raging fire. Taking him by the hand again, you lead him to the double doors of your shared room. "Now, what troubles you, my heart."

Kyle took a deep breath, his brows knitted together frustration written on his face. You knew that look all too well he was conflicted about you telling you how he felt but you'd be damned if you let that slide. All it took was a single look from you and for you to cross your arms under your chest, and he knew he was fighting a losing battle. He lets out the deep breath through his nose, the sound of his leather gloves creasing as flexes his fingers.

"I am not a child to be scrutinized."

"Did I say you were?" Perhaps you were playing with fire with that question, the way his jaw shift and his gaze darkens but if you feared fire, you would not be married to the man who embodied Summer itself.

"In fact, I believe I asked what troubles you. And correct me if I am wrong or if I step out of line my King, but you are in the presence of your wife? The very woman who swore an oath to the Kingdom and her people, and more importantly to help shoulder the burden of her husband." As you spoke, he watched you step towards him, each step felt like it was amplifying your words.

He felt the dynamic between the both of you shift, your body language speaking louder than the words spilling from your lips. Kyle looked down at you once more before closing his eyes. A silent request to take the reins and let him unburden himself. To let him just be. The very thought was enough to make his shoulders fall forward, giving you the non-verbal confirmation, you needed.

"It...is this war. It weights heavy on not only me but my men. Each battle we lose more, each fight chips away at their will. They look to me for answers, a solution to put this damned thing to rest! But I don't have the answers!" Kyle shouts as your hands cup his face once more, the wall he put up shattering at just a simple gesture. "I send my men to die over and over again, men who have families, men who I swore to protect! I'm not protecting them; I'm hiding behind them like a coward! I should be out there!"

As he continued you caressed his face, brushing the freckles that dusted his face under the pads of your thumb. The war between the Humans and Fae raged on longer than anyone thought it would, and now that the elves were involved it only added to the casualty count. It was no wonder your husband was coming to bed later and later, if at all. It was no wonder why there would be days you'd be lucky to even see him as he spent most of his time locked away in the council room. He was burning himself out, the High Druid of the Summer court fading away like dying embers.

"Hush... you are not a coward. Do not speak as if you do nothing. Our people see how hard you try."

"Do they? When I close my eyes all I can see are the faces of those I've lost. Of those that I let down." His voice cracks and so does your heart.

"The realm has already placed enough on your shoulders, do not place more on it. You don't need to carry this alone. I cannot tell you not to feel for those who have given their lives but do not take away their sacrifice by destroying yours. Worship the flame and tend to the ashes my sun." Your words, God your words were like coming up for air after being submerged under water for too long.

You call him your sun, but the light you shine on him fills him with a sense of belonging. Finally, his hands unclench from the tight fist he wasn't aware he had them in and find home on your hips. He pulls you into an embrace, one he hasn't had the luxury to have you in, in so long.

"My moon. My night sky."

"My sun. My light."

"Let me take some of that pain from you. Allow me to take care of you tonight. Will you let me?" You guide him towards the bed, sitting him down at the edge of the plush bed. You dip your head down stopping just inches from his lips, he feels your breath ghosting over his lips and suddenly his mouth goes all to dry. The smell of the wine you had earlier was just enough to make the tips of his pointed ears go red and his mind go fuzzy. "I need an answer my heart."

"Y... yes please." He knows better than to lean forward, to capture your lips in a searing kiss so he settles for a whisper.

"Then tonight you are not the High Druid of the elves, nor are you the King of the Summer Court. Behind this door and within these walls you are but my husband, a man with his heart to bare to me. Am I clear?"

Kyle could feel his face turning red at your command. What little willpower he had was used to not let his eyes flutter shut and immediately let himself melt. He responds with another shaky sigh. "Yes my Queen. I give you all I have and more."

"There's my good boy." Your voice fell to a hush as you finally, finally sealed your lips onto his.

Kyle felt your hands brushing into his hair, intertwining fingers through his curls. The feathery curls twist around your slender fingers parting as you began massaging his scalp. The golden branches that made up his crown fell back off his head and onto the bed behind him, but he couldn't care, not when your fingers felt so good. Each kiss lasting longer than the last, the sweet taste of grapes swirling between your tongues. It was only when you pulled away and giggled that he realized he let out a whimper.

"My~ you're whimpering from my kisses alone? I cannot wait to pull more of those delicious sounds from you." You purred in his ear and nipped at the sensitive flesh pulling a moan from him. "Remove your clothes for me~"

Such a simple demand, yet Kyle couldn't help the excitement as you finally gave him permission to rid himself of his clothes. His hands worked the complex material of his robes sliding it down his shoulders, the warmth from your bodies caressing the exposed skin. As he toed his boots off you stopped him by placing your hands on his shoulders, your finely done nails gently raking across his skin.

"Slowly now Kyle, we have all night." Your voice was like a leash making his body jerk to a stop.

Sliding his palms down his pants he looked up at you with such a pleading look begging you to do something. He needed to feel your skin on his, wanted you so carnally he was sure he was going to go mad. Each time your nails traced down his chest, his muscles would flex in response. Every little gesture had such an effect on him, yet he wouldn't dare ask you to stop.

"You're being very good for me tonight, I'm so very proud of you. You deserve your reward~" You whisper against his neck, trailing soft kisses down the skin.

You pulled your hands away to remove your own clothes, the silks pooling at your feet lying next to his. A small thrill rose up in you when Kyle's eyes widened, and his lips parted in awe. The beautiful corset that hugged your sides perfectly, digging into your skin in just a way that wasn't painful but made your body look so soft; the sunrise color pallet complimenting your eyes and hair.

"May I touch you, I need to feel you love." He asks because he knows better, knows better than to disappoint you, not when you've given him such a beautiful gift.

Smiling, you took his hands in yours guiding the calloused hands up to your hips. His thumbs pressing into the supple flesh, still in a trance. You weren't just his queen, you were a goddess, something to be worshipped. You could see it in his eyes, the pleading look evolved to desperation, and you knew he couldn't take much more.

"So pretty for me, my husband. My lover." Each praise was separated by a kiss as you pushed against his chest laying him back against the bed.

Your hands made quick work of his pants and the material that held his hardened cock, once freed from his constraints it bobbed and pressed against his stomach. Milky white pearls of pre-cum already leaking out of the red angry tip, leaking when you crawled over; him thighs parted enough to straddle his lap. He sucked in a breath, hitching in his throat when you took his hardened member in your hands.

Kyle threw his head back feeling your soft hands pull up against the sensitive flesh, tugging and smearing his cock with his own arousal. He didn't bother to muffle the moans you pulled from his throat, deep sounds filling your chambers. You smiled softly at how beautiful he looked under you. His face was flushed a deep red, making the freckles on his face pop, twisted in pleasure as you continued to work his shaft.

"O-Oak Father preserve me, my love please! I-I can't take much more!" He begs for a god as his cock twitches in your hands, his breathing picks up turning to erratic pants. Kyle could hear his heart pounding in his ears as the knot in his stomach began to pull taught.

"Not yet."

"M-my moon please I-"

"I said not yet" You lowered your face down towards his, pressing another kiss against his throat. Just as your hand squeezed the base of his cock your teeth sunk into his pale flesh. Sucking the patch of skin, you had to stop yourself from laughing when he bucked his hips against your hand and cried out. When you pulled away from the bruised love mark with a pop Kyle was sure he was seeing stars, making his eyes roll up to the back of his head.

You continued your assault down his chest, printing your teeth marks all over his skin, mapping it out with your tongue and the faded paint of your lipstick. From the corner of your eye, you watched his hand fist the sheets beneath him, nails digging into the mattress. With a playful purr you pulled up to admire your work, your husband looked like a piece of art. Painted so pretty beneath you.

"Keep your eyes on me. If you close them, I will stop." Your voice broke him from his daze, the fear that you would stop when he was so, so close snapped him to attention.

Gently you positioned yourself above his throbbing cock, lowering yourself down slowly taking him inch by inch. Even now as he slowly began to fill you up, you gaze down at him with such a passionate gaze; watching his chest heave up and down. Kyle's own eyes were blown out from lust, the orbs that usually held such peace and balance now glued to yours. And when you smiled down at him, his mind just went blank. Nothing else outside of these walls mattered but you.

"Oh~ you fill me so well Kyle." You finally let out a moan as you fully slid down his cock, your cunt wrapping around him. "Go ahead, touch me. Take what you need."

Finally. Fucking finally. His hands fly to your thighs to squeeze them, fingers sinking into the warm skin. His thrusts start out slow, dragging the length of his member in and out of you as if he was trying to memorize the feeling of your walls. Kyle pulled himself out of you until only the tip of his member remained around your hole and then slowly, he lowered you back down along his shaft. He needed more, had to have more. Sweat beginning to build up between the both of you, little beads of sweat tracing the outlines of your forms. Your own arousal making it easier for him to fuck up into you, the little thrusts turning into his arms wrapped around your waist trapping you against his chest.

Still, he doesn't break eye contact with you especially not when your hands grip his jaw and force his face up. The room echoed with the sounds of skin slapping against each other and both of your moans intertwined with one another. When your walls flutter and tighten around him he knows your close, he knows you're about to cum. Neither of you have to say anything, not when the sound of voice pitches. Now when you dig your nails into his flesh, adding onto the collection of marks you've left.

"K-Kyle cum in me. I want to cum with you~!" That was it. That was when Kyle saw a flash of white and suddenly his cock was pulsating inside of you. Letting out a chocked moan as he painted the inside of your walls with his thick cum. So much of pushed up into your cunt that it began spilling down his shaft and smeared across your thighs. He could feel your slick drip down and mix with his.

Pressing his palm down on the small of your back, he laid there with you on top of him basking in each other’s glow. As you both worked on coming down from your high, he rubbed circles on your back.

"Do you feel better?" You broke the silence with the simple little question.

"I do. Thank you my love, I don't know what I did to deserve you." He replies, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"You deserve to be happy Kyle. Deserve to be pampered."

"Greedy even?"

"Well, I would think so." You smile up at him as you press your cheek into his chest.

"Then I believe it was a beautiful queen that once said, 'We have all night'." He smirks down at you as he rolls the both of you over. You let out a little gasp when you feel his cock twitch back to life.

You only smirked back and wrapped your arms around his neck lazily throwing your arms over his shoulders. Your husband had that fire back, the dying embers now a roaring flame. The heat radiating from him was a different one now, full of life just as it should be.

[rxptdevil]

South Park manin 4 Relationship headcannons

Warnings:minor sexual content aged up ofc

Stan marsh

Probably, has you sit on his lap while he plays his video games or when you would beg him to show you some affection because you miss him

“Baby ill go to the room with you in a sec just this last round."

Literally LOVES having morning sex with you

Every time in the morning, when you get up to get ready, he ALWAYS has to bring you back in to cuddle him.

You always come to all of his football games since you're a cheerleader. every time he sees you, he steals a smug glance at you.

And doesn't mind roughly fucking you after losing a game.

Kyle broflovski

Lots of study dates before he confessed

Literally kicked cartman’s ass when he called you a whore in front of him.

You always come to his basketball games to see how good he looks in his shorts to support him

“You did so good out there baby”you said while pecking his cheek

You guys probably have workout sessions together

You probably begged him to tutor you because you were failing most of your classes

Whispers how pretty you are in public

“Have I ever told you how pretty you are” Kyle said while stroking your hair

Eric cartman

Literally kept ripping on you until you found out about his feelings

You probably only go to his house because his mom cooks actual good food

Since he’s more wealthy than the other guys, he LOVES to spoil you a lot

Broooo I’m imagining him annoying the fuck out of his friends by bragging about you so much to the point where Kyle punches this man in the face

He probably doesn’t even share his food when he’s around you and ALWAYS has to steal food from your plate

Literally begs you for attention in public or at home

“Please babe can we go homeee” Eric said hugging you from behind

“Eric I’m trying to hangout with my girlfriends”

Kenny MCconrick

OMG, I don’t even know where to start bro man’s a huge pervert

Only goes to cheerleading practice to see how good you look in your uniform

Literally only begs you to tutor him so he can see tits look when you move over the table to help him with a math problem

Same thing as Eric brags about you to his friends

Bro, if this man’s wants sex he’s getting it, no questions asked

You literally always have to slap his hands away in public every time he try’s to tough your private parts

“C’mon babe let’s go in the bathroom” he said with a smirk. You already knew his plans

“Kenny! Your friends are here we can do this when we get home!”

“Aww screw them! there they're just gonna have to deal with it”

[suddenlybambi]

spin the bottle ♥ kyle broflovski

pairing : kyle broflovski x reader

nsfw (smut) - minors DNI!!! - aged up characters (18+)

tags : implied underaged drinking, praise kink, degradation, hair pulling, p in v sex, afab reader, mild sub/dom dynamics, sub!kyle, dom!reader

word count : 3.5k

summary : when a game of spin the bottle pairs you with the object of your affection, you'll take full advantage of the chance the universe has given you

masterlist

a/n - this isn't proof read so pls if there are mistakes lemme know

It was a well-known fact that Clyde always threw the best parties in South Park. Whenever his dad was off on a business trip, it was go-time, and that weekend was indeed go-time.

It was one of the rare occasions when you had all decided to keep it amongst friends, with no assholes from neighbouring towns showing up for free booze and boobs. Just the South Park group.

“Bebe, my love, your tit is about to fall out,” You reached over to hike up Bebe’s dress for the fourth time that night. You had no idea how she even managed to keep it on in the first place. It was practically just a belt that barely covered her. Though you had to admit, she looked hot as hell in it. Figuratively speaking, of course, if she dared to take a step outside, she would surely freeze to death. 

“I love you!” She grabbed your face in the palms of her hands, squishing your cheeks together. “You are playing spin the bottle with us!”

“Oooh, tempting, but no!” You smiled as you rolled your eyes, looking around and prying her hands off of your face. “You know as well as I do that there is only one person here I would kiss.”

“Just ask him out already!” She groaned, dropping her arms to her sides dramatically. “Oooor… Just screw someone else to take your mind off of him?”

“Babe, unless you’re suggesting yourself, I’m not interested,” You teased, grabbing her arm as she started to stumble a little. You pondered for a minute, looking around at the people you had grown up with. “I’ll play one round of spin the bottle.”

“Yes!” Bebe cheered, grabbing your face and planting a very drunken kiss on your forehead. “You beautiful bitch! Let’s get you laid!”

“Since when did the rules of spin the bottle change from a kiss to a quickie?” You joked as she pulled you towards the gathering circle. To your somewhat pleasant surprise, the object of your affection, Kyle Broflovski, had decided to play. The surprise was only somewhat pleasant as you realised that out of the 12 or so people playing, the chances of the bottle landing on him when you spun it were decreased. You could dream, though, and dream you most certainly did. Usually at night, with your hand buried between your thighs and his name on your lips.

“If it rolls on a guy, do I have to kiss him?” Clyde asked, looking around for confirmation or, rather, someone to say that he doesn’t have to.

“What’s wrong? Scared you’ll catch feelings?” You teased your friend as Bebe pulled you to sit down next to her. “Or are you scared that the feelings you’ve already caught will come out?”

“It’s just a peck on the lips,” Kenny shrugged, nudging Clyde. “It’s no big deal.”

“Kenny, dude, you’ll kiss anyone,” Stan pointed out. “Is there a penalty for not kissing someone?”

“Tolkien?” Bebe called across the circle at him. “You got the thing?”

“I sure do!” He pulled out a bottle of something so red that it was practically glowing. Whatever it was, it didn’t look natural. “Hot sauce, it’s over 2 million Scoville.”

“Is that hot?” Butters questioned, looking over at the bottle nervously.

“I’d kiss Kyle’s bitch of a mom over drinking any of that hot sauce!” Cartman announced, scowling at the bottle as though it had personally offended him.

“Hey!” Kyle threw his hands up as if to say that the comment was uncalled for, but Cartman ignored him completely.

“Let’s fucking go!” Kenny cheered, spinning the bottle first before anyone else got the chance. Everyone took it in turns. The kisses were only light aside from when Clyde landed on Bebe and fully went in making out.

Finally, it was your turn. You prayed to whatever deities may be listening as you flicked your wrist, sending the empty bottle spinning. There was one person you wanted it to land on, and you held your breath as the spinning slowed down until it eventually ceased.

You didn’t know which deity you now owed it to, but the bottle had landed on exactly who it was supposed to.

Looking up, you met eyes with Kyle Broflovski, who already had a red twinge on his face. You couldn’t tell if it was that look on his face, the alcohol already in your system, or the fact that you had waited for the better part of three years for an opportunity like this, but a wave of confidence rushed over you.

Within seconds, you had gotten up and crossed the circle to him, climbing onto his lap. The small, shocked gasp that slipped from his lips was swallowed in an instant when you pressed your lips against his. Your hands instantly found their way to his hair, the same hair that you had admired from afar, watching the curls bounce as he played basketball when he would casually brush it away from his face. 

You couldn’t help yourself as you pulled on his hair, your lips catching the smallest little whimper that slipped out as you did so. 

There was absolutely no battle for dominance in the kiss. He submitted to you instantly, allowing your tongue entry as you tilted your head to deepen the kiss further. Where you were, and the people observing were lost to you, all you could focus on was that you were actually kissing Kyle, and he was kissing back with just as much eagerness. 

His hands had been on your waist, but they slowly inched down to grab your ass, giving it the softest squeeze as he pulled you impossibly closer.

There was only one thought on your mind when you pushed your hips against his as you straddled him. ‘More’. That’s all you wanted, more, more, more. He was intoxicating.

You were forced to pull away to breathe, but your mouth instantly latched onto his neck, determined that if this were a one-time deal, you would leave your mark.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Cartman’s voice pulled you from your haze, and you regretfully removed your lips from Kyle’s body, though your hands remained in his hair, keeping him close to you. “Get a room!” 

“Later,” You whispered before you pressed another small kiss to his lips, only to be pulled off of him by a very drunk Clyde, who just wanted the game to continue.

You caught the hopeful glint in Kyle’s eyes that confirmed to you just how interested he was in return.

“Please?” He sounded almost pathetic in this plea, but that only fueled you on more. Bebe gave you a knowing look as you rejoined her in your original space in the circle.

Another round started, and Kyle had to kiss Tolkien, but when it was your turn again, you landed on Kenny. He made his way over to you in an instant. You intended for the kiss to be a quick peck, but apparently, the blonde had other ideas as he held your head in place while he tried to deepen the kiss. You managed to push his head away and awkwardly pat his hair as a sign to ‘stay there’, unsure what else to do. Your eyes darted over to Kyle, who had a hard glare set on the back of Kenny’s head.

“I think I’m done now,” You mumbled, getting up and shuffling away from the group. You were suddenly very worried that your kiss with Kyle had sent the wrong idea to everyone else that you were up for full make-out sessions with anyone. The game didn’t last much longer after that. You did notice that Kyle had avoided his turn when it came up. You deeply regret not having done the same.

After the game wrapped up, the music was turned up, and shots were brought out. You downed one before spotting Kyle talking to Kenny in the corner. You suspected that it was about you, and you couldn’t resist getting closer to listen in to the conversation.

“Dude!” Kyle seethed through his teeth, his hand holding onto Kenny’s shirt to prevent him from getting away. “What the hell was that?”

“I did that for you!” Kenny held his arms up in defence. “I was testing her!”

“What the fuck are you on about?”

“I was making sure she was actually interested in you and not just drunk and horny and willing to sleep with anyone,” Kenny explained. You weren’t sure how to feel about that. Part of you felt used and manipulated, but another part of you was proud that you passed the test.

“And the only way you could do that was to stick your tongue down her throat?”

“She didn’t reciprocate at all!” 

“Just… Don’t do that shit again, okay?” Kyle sighed deeply. “You know how I feel about her.” 

“How could I not? You’ve been going on about her for years, dude,” Kenny laughed. You were sure your heart skipped a beat. Had Kyle really felt the same way about you the entire time? It was then that Kenny spotted you, or at least acknowledged you. “Oh, hey, Y/N.”

“Hey, Kenny!” You felt a little better talking to him now that you knew the context of the kiss. But your attention was primarily set on the redhead who looked more than a little flustered to see you. “Hi, Kyle.” 

“Hi…” You wanted to grab his cute, flushed face and kiss him again. You wanted to pin him against the wall and see how much it would take him to beg. You wanted to make an absolute mess of him.

Instead, you just held your hand out. “Dance with me.” It wasn’t a question or even a request. It was an instruction. You could see the switch in his eyes to submission, and you revelled in the power you felt from having such a hold over him. His hand was in yours in a second, and you pulled him towards you and to the edge of the crowd of partygoers. You didn’t want to get caught up amongst everyone. You wanted to keep him for yourself and avoid the risk of others trying to interrupt your conversation. You didn’t want to share him with anyone. He was yours now.

“How much did you hear?” He asked. You could hear his shaky breath betray how nervous he truly was as he spoke. “Between me and Kenny?” You pulled him close to you as you started to sway to the music. You weren’t dancing at anywhere near the right tempo for what was playing, but you couldn’t care less.

“Enough to know that one of us should have made a move years ago,” You cooed, leaning into him further as you spoke. You purposely brushed your thigh against his clothed crotch, taking in his soft gasp and the way his hands clenched from where they had settled on your waist. “You know, out of all the nights I’ve dreamt about you and the things I’d do if I got the chance, I never took you for being a bit of an exhibitionist. You got off on people watching us back there, didn’t you?”

“Well- I- Uh-” He stumbled over his words, the tips of his ears were bright red, and he couldn’t meet your intense gaze. With a smirk, you grabbed his face in your hand, squishing his cutely flushed cheeks together as you made him look at you. You didn’t have to repeat yourself. He knew what you were saying. “Yes, I did.”

“I don’t know if I should praise you or punish you for being such a slut,” You teased. You had let go of his face to once again thread your fingers through his hair as you had while playing spin the bottle. Using the leverage you had on him, you pulled him in, hovering your lips over his but not actually kissing him. “What do you think?”

“Both,” He whispered. You could feel him struggling slightly against the grip you had on his hair to attempt to press his lips against yours, but all it did was cause you to pull his hair. The moan that he let out was unlike anything you had heard before. With a small giggle, you tested this out, voluntarily pulling on his hair again. You watched his lips snap together in an attempt to stifle the second moan, but it didn’t do much to help.

“Seven minutes in heaven!” Bebe announced, interrupting your moment with Kyle. His eyes pleaded with you to ignore it, but a plan formed in your mind that you couldn’t refuse. Your hand slipped from his hair, trailing down his neck, shoulder, and arm until you reached his hand.

“We’d better not keep them waiting,” You feigned as much innocence as you could when your mind was full of pure and utter filth. Holding his hand, you pulled him over to where the circle was regrouping after people had drunk more and danced a little. “How are we doing this?”

“Might as well spin the bottle again,” Stan shrugged, holding up another empty bottle. “Unless anyone else has a better idea?”

“Spinning the bottle sounds perfect,” You smiled, letting go of Kyle’s hand to sit back down next to Bebe. She gave you a knowing look after her eyes landed on a bewildered Kyle as he settled down next to Stan. “I have a plan, and you’re going to allow it.”

“Y/N’s up first!” Bebe grinned at the rest of the group. Stan placed the bottle down, and you leaned over to ‘spin’ it. Instead of actually spinning it, you manually turned it around once before lining it up with Kyle. You didn’t wait for anyone to call you out and make you actually spin it before you got up again, walking over and pulling Kyle up by the front of his shirt. 

“That’s cheating!” Cartman pointed accusingly. “You can’t do that!”

“Go cry about it, fucker,” You glared at him for a second, but your eyes mostly focused on Kyle as you pulled him up the stairs and to what you knew to be the spare bedroom in Clyde’s house. He trailed after you like a little lost puppy, not saying a word. He was already completely at your will, and you loved it. “Seven minutes isn’t long for what I have planned for you… But we’ll make it work.”

“What do you have planned?” He asked. You could hear how nervous yet hopeful he was, and it made you melt. He was so obviously already putty in your hands, and you hadn’t even started.

“Strip for me and lay on the bed,” You instructed, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before gently pushing him backwards and towards the bed. While he was distracted, you slipped your underwear off and stuffed it in your bra so you’d be able to find it later.

Kyle followed your request until he got to his boxers, where he hesitated. You could see the obvious tent that had formed, and your mind went wild. You had spent what was admittedly far too long staring at him when he played basketball, paying close attention to his shorts in order for just an idea of what he was hiding there, but nothing could have prepared you for when he finally took his boxers off. He was bigger than you had anticipated. You were almost intimidated by it, but you were more than ready to accept the pain that would first appear for the pleasure that would soon follow.

You couldn’t wait for him to lie down on the bed. In a split second, you pounced on him, pinning him to the bed and straddling him. Thanks to your lack of underwear, his hard member slid against your folds, and a shared moan rang out through the room.

“Fuck foreplay. I need you in me now,” You shook your head, abandoning your plans to tease and edge him until the last possible second. You only had seven minutes, and you planned to use every single one of them, milking him for all you could. “Do you want this?”

“Yes!” He nodded eagerly.

“Yes, what?” You couldn’t help but tease him just a little bit more.

“Please!” He had barely finished the word when you sunk down onto him. You were already so turned on that he slid in with ease. The way he stretched you out hurt at first, but as expected, the pain quickly morphed into pleasure after you slid yourself up and down a couple of times.

Kyle’s moans were loud, pathetic, and the hottest thing you had ever heard, but you knew it wasn’t wise for him to continue at that volume. As much as you wanted everyone to know that he was yours and you were the one making him feel that way, you knew him well enough that the post-bliss clarity would embarrass him to no end.

“Baby, you need to keep quiet,” You cooed. Your hand traced up his bare chest and settled at his neck. You didn’t squeeze, just pressed down ever so slightly. Your goal of keeping him quiet was ruined by the even louder moan that slipped from him at this. “Do I need to gag you?”

“Yes,” He blurted out immediately, taking you by mild surprise. You felt him twitch slightly inside you, signifying just how serious he was.

“What should I use-” You paused, an idea forming in your mind. You pulled your balled-up underwear from your bra, holding it up in front of him as you slowly rolled your hips to match his thrusting up into you. “I suppose I could use my panties?”

“Yes! Please!” He nodded desperately as best as he could when your hand was still on his throat. “Yes!” His thrusts up into you had gotten sloppy, so you released his throat while you shoved your underwear in his mouth to gag him and used your now free hand to hold his hips in place.

“You look so pathetic and desperate right now,” You smiled, picking up the pace to try and chase the tension that was quickly building inside you. Using your free hand, you started to circle your clit with two fingers, softly moaning at the feeling. You wanted to throw your head back and lose yourself in the pleasure, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of Kyle’s as they looked up at you. There was a hazy look to them. He looked so submissive for you. “You’re such a good boy, letting me use you like this.”

The mixture of degradation and praise was clearly getting to Kyle in the best possible way. Below you, you could feel his thighs starting to shake as he drew closer and closer to finishing. The temptation to edge him was significant, but you had to be wary of the time you had left. So, instead, you did your best to grind onto him at as fast a pace as you could manage, your fingers matching the speed on your clit.

The panties in Kyle’s mouth barely muffled the pathetic moans and whimpers that came from him as you felt his seed spill inside you. You were on the pill, but you’d grab a Plan B from Bebe the next morning just to be careful.

As you rode out his orgasm, you reached your own. Both your fingers on your clit and your hip movements became messy as your body shook with what you were sure was the most intense orgasm you had ever had in your life. Your back was arched, and your head flew back as you rode out the final waves of aftershock before collapsing against Kyle’s chest.

“Are you okay?” Kyle asked, having reached up to remove your underwear from his mouth. He asked with such genuine care that you almost forgot the situation that had led to it.

“More than okay,” You nodded with a sleepy smile. As much as you wanted to just sleep there like that, cuddled up against his chest, you knew you were only moments away from one of the other partygoers bursting in and finding the position you were both in. Reluctantly, you pulled off of him. The feeling of his seed dripping down the inside of your thighs as he pulled out threatened to turn you on again if you thought too much about it.

“Uh… Here,” Kyle held out your panties to you as he sat up with you, one hand subconsciously holding onto your waist to keep you steady. You looked at them and lowered his hand, shaking your head.

“Keep them,” You told him, a small smirk emerging on your lips. “Until next time, at least.”

“Next time?” His breath hitched at the implications of those two words. You wanted there to be a next time. You wanted to do that again.

“Next time.”