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suddenlybambi · 11 months

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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

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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.”

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n0tangeliccc · 11 months

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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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rxptdevil · 4 months

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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.

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thefrogsaregay · 1 year

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Kyle Broflovoski x F!reader Smut

{South park}

{The characters in this are 18+}

{smut!!!!! Minors DNI!!!}{AFAB reader}

{warning: sexual, virginity talk, crude writing..uhh idk what else}

His nose pressed into the side of your neck with his mouth hung open as low moans escaped in a breathy sigh, "Kyle baby, you can move" You said as you clutched the back of his head, "You…you feel so good I just need a minute" He whimpered slowly moving his hips, coating his member in your juices that had worked its way out.

Laying in an eagle position your legs lazily dangle over his elbows, his red curls pressing into your face. his pace quickened as he sat himself up pulling you closer, breathy whines left your mouth as you held your breasts. head pushing back into his pillows as your stomach twitched with the familiar feeling of pleasure raking throughout your body, "Kyle baby, you..oh my god, baby faster please I'm so close" reaching down you played with your clit to stimulate yourself, "Fuck just, just hang on please I'm so close" Kyle whimpered leaning back onto his shins and pistoning his hips quicker, "please please please please" he begged head thrown back, "Kyle I'm- fuck! I'm- oh my god" eyes rolling back as you clenched your legs the best you could, Kyle's hips sputtered to a stop as he reached his high, whimpers leaving him as he drops onto you, hair splayed over your shoulder as heavy pants filled the room, "Are you okay?" Kyle murmured against your chest, "Yea baby of course" You giggled out knotting your fingers into his hair, feet pressed into his back.

The next day at school Eric was fuming, "The fuck you mean you fucking Jew?!" he spat out with jealousy, "We fucked, simple as that Fat ass!" Kyle rolled his eyes closing his locker, Kenny's' eyes opened in shock, "Really?" he muffled out, "how was it? do her boobs look nice?" He questioned hanging onto Kyle's arm, "Fuck off man I'm not saying shit" He rolled his eyes, "How did a Jew lose his virginity before me!??" Eric squeaked, Kyle stared in confusion, "You guys do realise (y/n) and I aren't virgins, right?" He asked puzzled.

"WHAT?!"

{Sorry that its super short its my first fan fiction since the beginning of Wattpad haha, hopefully you like it !}

{I'm also Australian so some words will be spelt differently :)}

#south park #grown up au #high school au #kyle brovlofski #stan marsh #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #(y/n)#Kyle broflovski smut #kyle x reader smut #south park smut

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angelicstrawberries · 1 year

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NSFW? Well I have a request!

Could you do Kyle Broflovski finding out he has feeling for Y/N (who has the same bland no bs personality as Douchebag from Sot) But the poor boy just turns into a closet perv, he knows what he does is wrong and tries to hide it from everyone but it just gets worse.

YES YES YES I LOVE THIS TY

Warnings:smut, nsfw, pervy kosher boy

Kyles POV

I never really took myself for a pervert like Cartman or Kenny, but thats when I saw her. Y/N Y/L/N, she was perfect. In every way she caught my eye from her soft hair to her personality, she didnt take anyones shit. She won every fight (granted a lot of them were with fatass but that just made her hotter) I always felt bad for having those thoughts about her, but there was no doubt in my mind that she was the one for me. I memorized her class schedule, down to every minute just so i could pass her in the halls even if I was supposed to be going the opposite direction. She sat with us at lunch thanks to Cartman, weirdly enough she met him first probably because she made friends with butters, her neighbor and he introduced to two of them those lucky assholes get to live by Y/N while I have to walk all the way down the street to find her, I bike by her house daily, occasionally catching glimpses of her changing, when that happens i speed home with a boner in my pants. I love everything about her. Shes just so.. perfect how I would love to pin her against my bed, slamming into her.

Today I decided to try and get rid of my feelings, I was going to partner with Y/N for our class project. Once I did that I would have combined my main focus in life with her, not saying she wasnt on my mind every second of every day, one time i stole her panties, that was a low day. No way to get a boner if your doing hard math problems right? Wrong.

Y/Ns POV

I always knew kyle had a crush on me, because I had a crush on him. I memorized his class schedule and noticed how he would go the opposite direction of where he was supposed to go in the halls, he would sit across from me at lunch to ogle my tits, and bike by my house every day, I made sure to be changing during those times to watch him see me, quickly u-turn and race back home with a tent in his pants. I never really thought of myself to be that attractive but it sure was a confidence boost. I really wanted him to ask me out but it seemed he couldnt manage to get a word out without getting a boner, that is until he partnered up with me for a math project. “So my place or yours?” I questioned Kyle “my brother would annoy us so is your house cool?” He asked with a shade of pink over his cheeks “That works, my parents are gonna be out of the house” you said packing up your stuff to leave, “see you after school”.

Lunch

You walked over to your table hearing the familiar sound of Kyle having a fight with Cartman, “SHUT UP YOU SNEAKY JEW” Stan explained that Cartman called Kyles mom a bitch and Kyle said his mom was a whore. Once you split up the two of them having to slap Cartman just to stop him from throwing a tantrum you finally started eating, “so Kahl, how is it having a pervy crush on Y/N” Kyle turned to Cartman and punched him square in the face and once again you had to split the two of them up. Luckily no teacher saw and you all avoided detention, but you couldnt help but think about Kyle for the rest of the day.

At Home

Your doorbell ringed, you went to open the door and found Kyle standing there, sweaty and red shifting around uncomfortably, “come on in Kyle” you said “welcome to my humble abode” you giggled with arms spread as if your house was a castle.

Kyles POV

I stood there at her door, a nervous mess I ringed the doorbell when she opened the door my jaw almost dropped, she was wearing tighter clothes than what she wears at school, what was once a baggy t-shirt was a tight shirt excentuating her curves. “Come on in Kyle” she said “welcome to m y humble abode” she giggled twirling around with arms spread, you followed her upstairs watching her hips sway as she climbed the stairs holy fuck I want to take her against the wall right now.

I decided it was no time to be flustered. I was going to test the waters.

I placed one of my hands on her thigh as carefully as possible, I looked for her reaction, her face immediately turned red and her breath caught in her throat, cute. “Hey y/n” I turned towards her “y-yeah?” She was so flustered it was adorable “about what cartman said…” she stopped shakily working, “yeah?” “He was right” she faced me “finally” she said leaning in and kissing me.

IDK what POV this is

Kyles hand gripped yours, squeezing a bit. God his hand is so big you thought he slowly inched his hand towards the hem of your leggings, tugging them down while you fumbled with his zipper, “are you sure?” Kyle breathed out in a low groan “yes Im sure kyle” you said finally getting she zipper down “wait I want to do something first’’ Kyle said laying you back on your bed pulling off your leggings and shirt, his fingers danced to the hem of your panties slowly taking them off and revealing your core, you tried to close your legs, insecure about what he thought about you but he held them open “so fucking pretty” he said leaving little hickeys on your inner thighs, making his way to your labia, he spread them and saw your hole, it was beginning to clench around nothing at all, showing him jujst how desperate you were for him, he began licking circles around your clit before dragging his tongue down to your rim, licking around it before plunging his tongue into you, eating you out like a starved man. Your hands reached to his hair, pulling him away from your pussy, “please Kyle I need you” he needed to hear no more and slide off his boxers, your jaw almost hit the ground, this man was big.

Kyle got a smug smirk on his face, rubbing the tip of his cock on your hole, gathering up the wetness before easing himself into you with a low groan, your walls clenched around him, hugging him so perfectly he couldve sworn he was in heaven, he began pumping in and out of you, and putting a finger down to rub your clit, soon enough you orgasmed around him, he kept going through your orgasm, before finally emptying himself into you, pulling out and laying back on your bed.

You guys start dating <3

I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD ENOUGH

#kenny mccormick smut #southpark smut #southpark x reader #southpark #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski smut

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carolinaoceanblvdbaby · 8 months

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Gemini Mars

kyle broflovski x reader SMUT

A/N: hey y’all!! my old acc got terminated :( so this is a repost. also, ofc, kyle is aged up. don’t be weird. also this is your warning that this is smut. i ain’t your mom so i can’t tell you what to do but this right here is me telling you that this is smut.

꧁☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼꧂

It was shocking that Sheila Broflovski had no qualms about Kyle and you being up in his bedroom with the door shut with how overprotective she was but honestly, she could never imagine her son doing anything inappropriate in his life. If she knew what disgusting and vile things her son was doing to his girlfriend up there, they would only be allowed in the living room with adult supervision.

Upstairs, Kyle’s television was playing. Neither Kyle nor you were really paying attention though. Both of you had your phones out, scrolling mindlessly. Your For You page on TikTok was full of astrology videos. You found them entertaining but you would definitely be lying if you said you weren’t trying to figure out how you could subtly get his birth time from Sheila. Double tapping one video, you scrolled to the next one. Reading the text on the video, you learned more about mars signs and what your mars sign can say about your sexuality. What a shame you didn’t have Kyle’s full birth chart but based on the chart you drew up without birth time, Kyle was a Gemini mars which honestly made sense with the way he was fairly quick to anger but when he wasn’t, he was the nicest guy in the world. Quickly, you typed into Google ‘mars signs kinks’. The search results told you gemini mars were into dirty talk, fingering, hands, talking their partner to orgasm, tend to get turned on by glasses and intellect,oral fixation, french and open mouthed kissing, toys and just overall sensual and vocal sex. Too bad you didn’t have the birth time so you could know the house his mars falls in. Wondering how accurate it was, you just decided to ask him.

“Hey, Kyle?” You asked

“Hmm?” Kyle hummed, not looking up from his phone

“What are you into?” You asked, grinning

“What do you mean?”

“Like, in bed. What are your fantasies? Desires? Kinks?” Your stupid grin never left your face

“No.” Kyle kept his eyes on his phone, frozen but you could see a deep blush on his freckled skin

“Yes, tell me!”

“No.”

“Kyleeee, come on! I’ll tell you mine!” You tried to bargain

“Okay, fine.” Kyle put his phone down and looked at you, his face still red but he had a slight grin

You paused to think and then you began your monologue. “Hmm, your fingers are so long, sometimes I wonder what they would feel like in me. I wanna wrap my fingers around your cock and pump it till you cum all over my tongue. I wanna suck you dry. I want your tongue in me. I wanna swallow your cum. I want your balls slapping against me. I want you on top of me, pounding so hard into me. I wanna hear how good I make you feel and I want you to hear how good you make me feel. I want my walls to clench around you, squeezing your cum into me and all over my walls. I wanna watch you slip your fingers in and out of me in the mirror. I want you to hold my wrists over my head while you fuck me stupid. I wanna straddle you and make out with you. I want to drain your ball of cum. I want it from behind. I want you to fuck me against the wall. I want you to feel me cum all over your face and oh my gosh, I want you to cum all over my face. I want you to talk dirty to me. I want to taste myself when you kiss me. I want you to praise me, tell me how good I’m doing and I am a good girl. I want you to just pound me from behind as your fingers circle my clit. I wanna sit on your face while you eat me out. I wanna make love to you to Lana Del Rey. I want you to fuck me with your glasses on, you’re so hot wearing them. I want you to do disgusting, vile things to me and I want to do disgusting, vile things to you. I just want nasty sex with you.”

Kyle just simply stared at you during your foul monologue, blushing before responding.

“You are nasty, y/n.”

“Oh come on, Kyle! Tell me what you’re into!” You groaned

“Or I could just show you?” Kyle grinned mischievously as he crawled on top of you.

“Please.” You sighed as you circled your arms around his neck and his lips were on yours. They were soft and just so utterly perfect against yours. He parted your lips with his tongue, grazing against yours while his hand cupped your face. His hand slipped underneath your shirt, cupping your lacy brasserie and you softly moaned. He stopped kissing and touching you immediately. You yearned for his touch again. He placed his thumb on your bottom lip while cupping your face again.

“You’re gonna have to be quiet. Don’t want my mom catching us. Think you can do that for me?” He smirked and you nodded, needing him. His lips were back on yours and his left hand slipped under you to unhook your bra. You quickly slipped your shirt off as well as your bra. Kyle grazed his lips over your neck and you couldn’t help yourself, you let out a soft whimper. Of course he pulled away.

“I fucking told you to be quiet, why couldn’t you control yourself?”

“You do things to me.” you grinned at him and he immediately sat back down next to you and grabbed his phone. He went back to scrolling on his phone.

“Kyle, what the fuck are you doing? I swear on all things holy I’ll be quiet.” Kyle put his phone back down and slipped over you, kissing you roughly.

“You better.” He mumbled against your lips and then trailed his lips down your neck again. This time you kept your mouth shut. He tongue darted out as his lips moved down your neck, over your collar bones, and then to your breasts. He licked each of your nipples, making them hard. You bit your lip and tried so hard to not let out a whimper. You reached down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it off. You ran your hands over his bare chest and pulled him close to you, kissing him hard. He returned the kiss but didn’t let it last for too long as he clearly had other plans for you. Kyle yanked your pants down and spread your legs. He kissed the inside of your thigh before running one of his slender fingers through the hood of your soaking wet cunt.

“You wanted my fingers in you? Yeah?” He teased you as he continued lightly touching your needy cunt. You nodded and he grinned up at you, proud of the way he got you to react and proud of you for staying quiet.

“You’re such a good girl, yeah? Being so quiet for me and, fuck, you’re so wet for me, honey. Aren’t you?” He grinned

“Yeah, just for you.” You whispered softly

With confirmation that he didn’t need from you, he stuck two fingers into you. You bit your lip so hard that you almost drew blood. Kyle tantalizingly brought his fingers in and out of you at such a slow pace it could be considered torture. He brushed his thumb over your clit, sending waves of pleasure through you.

“Fuck, Kyle…” You sighed with pleasure.

“Shut up.” Kyle took his fingers out of you and the absence of them was practically painful.

“I’m sorry! Honey, I swear I’ll shut up!” You pleaded with Kyle but he crawled on top of you and parted your lips with his fingers that were just in you.

“Clean my fingers with your mouth since clearly you wanna use it. Suck them, now.” So you did, you were a good girl for him, weren’t you? Your tongue swirled around his fingers and you cleaned your juices off of his fingers.

“Good girl.” He praised you, smiling lovingly before pulling his fingers out of your mouth. He went back to between your legs and he grasped your thighs, pushing them apart. Kyle’s mouth hovered over your cunt. The sight of Kyle about to eat you out sent a fucking flood right to your core. His tongue darted out and parted your cunt like the red sea. You bit your thumb to stop yourself from moaning his name and getting caught. Your fingers weaved in between his ginger curls as his tongue swirled around your labia and avoided your clit. You desperately needed him to give some attention to your clit but he refused. He was teasing you like the asshole he was.

“Please.” You begged him, barely audible, knowing what you were risking.

“If you don’t shut the fuck up, I won’t give you what you want, baby. You don’t want that, do you?” Kyle pulled his lips off you and scolded you. You nodded, begging him to continue. His tongue returned to your sopping cunt and his lips sucked your clit into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around your clit and you thought you were gonna die, it felt so good. With a pop, he released your clit and widened his tongue. Kyle licked up and down for a few minutes, then vortexed your clit again. He repeated the cycle only a few times before you came all over his face. He came up grinning and kissed you. You could taste yourself on him, exactly what you wanted.

“Wanna suck your big cock, Kyle.” You could tell by the look in his eyes that you had flipped a switch in him. He laid down next to you and pulled you under the blanket. You grinned up at him as you unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His hard cock sprung out and your mouth watered for him. His cock was so delicious. You spit in your palm and started jerking him off. His head fell back as you slid your hand up and down his big cock.

You then focused your hand on the base as your tongue licked the tip. You licked the tip of his cock softly and then your other hand moved to cup his balls. Fuck, you just wanted them in your mouth but your didn’t wanna take away the attention you were paying to his hard cock so you spit in the hand that was cupping his balls before returning your tongue to the tip of his cock. Kyle ran his hand through your hair and gently pushed your mouth a little farther down his cock. You took this as a sign that he wanted you to fully take him in your mouth. So you did and you bobbed your head up and down on his dick, still playing with his balls. You repeated your motions, bringing him close to cumming. He tapped your head, letting you know he was close. Soon after he tapped on your head, his cock twitched on your tongue and just a second later his cum shot to the back of your throat. You swallowed like the good girl you were and crawled out from under the blanket. His still hard cock grazed your stomach as you crawled on top of him and kissed him.

“Kyle, you have to take me right now.” You whispered to him and he immediately flipped you over.

“Gonna fuck you so good but you gotta be quiet, remember?” You nodded and he stuck his cock in your wet cunt.

“Shit, Kyle.” You whispered in his ear as he began to move into you, hitting you at the perfect place.

“Gonna breed you, baby. Wanna pump you full, yeah?” You had no idea where that came from but it did something to you and you rutted your hips into him at a faster pace.

“Please, Kyle. Breed me.” Whispering in his ear, you softly whined at a level only he could hear.

“Yeah? You want me to breed you? Gonna do it, baby. Gonna pump you full. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” His whiny little ‘yeah’s went straight to your core.

“So close, Kyle.”

“Yeah? You can do it, honey. Cum all over my cock.” He talked you through a mindblowing orgasm and you were completely cock drunk for him.

“Fuck, Kyle.” You shook with pleasure and the way your walls clenched around him had him cumming right after you. He painted your inner walls with his seed. Kyle kissed you lovingly as he slowly rode out his orgasm and then pulled out from you.

“That was perfect, honey.” You told Kyle as you both quickly redressed.

“I’m glad.” He kissed you and you laid your head on his chest.

“How the fuck am I going to walk past your mom when I leave after that?” You laughed and Kyle chuckled

“Don’t make eye contact or talk to her.”

“That's rude, Kyle! I’m not gonna do that!”

“Then you gotta act like I didn’t just fuck you stupid, yeah?” He grinned, referencing your monologue of what you were into and you laughed

“Also, my glasses? My glasses are a turn on for you?” Kyle asked

“Yeah! I just think you look extra hot wearing them because you look extra smart!”

“Oh yeah?” He asked you as he reached over on his night stand for them and put them on.

“Oh yeah.”

“Might have to wear them more often, huh?”

“You just might.” You mumbled against his lips, grinning

#kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski smut #south park #south park fanfiction

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regulusblackslut · 2 months

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pls send south park requests 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 i’m having major brain damage rot!!

#kyle broflovski x reader #south park smut #stan marsh x reader #south park #regulusblackslut #eric cartman x reader #kyle broflovski smut #stan marsh smut #kenny mcormick x reader #kenny mccormick

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augustrambles · 10 months

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HIII omg i love ur page, its so beautiful to look at sobs AND YOUR WRITING?? 100/10, love it.

if its okay, i wanted to req kyle walking in on the reader uHHHH.. touching- either that or theyre roomates or wtv and he hears them moan his name and he's like "oh??"

let's b honest his face would def match his hair LMAOO anyway yea, take ur time with it bb i just can't stop thinking ab this scenario and need someone to put it into words for me 😭😭!1!! that's it, take care < 3

-🔪 anon (i think no one uses this one?? so im claiming)

WELCOME 🔪 ANON!! so nice to have you love, thank u!! i spent a little too much time on my page.... so thank you for complimenting it! i ♡ this trope thank u. my first post after coming back <3 GUESS WHOS BACK BACK AGAIN!! AUGUSTS BACK, TELL A FRIEND!!

kyle broflovski x reader [college roomates au]

warnings: nsfw, no sub/dom, masturbation(obvi) , getting caught!!

KYLE BROFLOVSKI

kyle was writing an essay in his room, doodling on the page over and over as his concentration started to fade by the second. he could barely take it anymore, he was so desperate thinking about your smile, your laugh, and your frown, the way you yelled at people when you got mad. everything about you.. was so.. he sighed and let himself rest, throwing his head back he sighed, almost as if a sigh in dissapointment in himself for falling into his desires so easily. either way, he pushes the feeling aside as he begins to pull down his sweatpants, like he had done shamely, many times before.

you were out with your friends anyone, it's not as if he could get caught anyway, so what's the harm? (haha! jinxed!) his sweatpants, along with his underwear, now fell to the ground as he fisted himself, imagining you, imagining every "good morning" or "good night" you told him, you yourself.. was so perfect. the more his thoughts entered his mind, the more filthy he felt, the more he felt like a pervert. he was so busy beating himself to you that he didn't even notice you entering the house. either you'd come home early, or.. he lost track of time.. he jumped at the sound of his door opening and he rapidly put his underwear back on, though, to no use. "[name]! i- i can explain!" "oh honey.. i don't think there's a need to explain." you smirked as you turned his chair around so he would face you, you giggled as his flustered look. "do you want help, baby?" you said, and if he was in a better state of mind, he wouldve taken it as an insult, as if you were mocking him, but he was so desperate.. and that didn't change once you got on your knees. oh boy, this was going to be a long night..

#augustrambles rambles 😈#south park #south park x reader #south park x y/n #kyle broflovski #sp kyle #south park kyle #kyle brovlofski #kyle south park #kyle x reader #kyle broflovski smut #kyle broflovski x y/n #kyle broflovski x reader #IM BACK #YAYA

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limes-milf-heaven · 10 months

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PC!Kyle x Fem!Reader Smut drabble

Here's a little drabble I wrote about Post Covid Kyle getting cock drunk on the reader's pussy >:)

Tags: Smut, AFAB reader, cock drunk Kyle, PC!Kyle, Younger reader (?)

“F-fuck, you’re so tight-“ Kyle whined as he thrusted into you, his movements becoming sloppy and erratic as he could feel himself getting close to his release.

You buried your burning face into the crook of his neck and whimpered, clawing red marks into the skin on his back.

Your head spun as you couldn’t even remember how times you’d came, but you could feel the ever so familiar pressure building up in your core again as Kyle continued to hit that sweet spot inside of you.

“I-I’m gonna cum- please, I need it so badly, let me cum inside you-“ He stuttered, completely drunk on the overwhelming ecstasy you brought him as his hips stuttered.

#south park #kyle brovlofski #south park post covid #south park x reader #south park fanfiction #sp kyle broflovski #sp kyle #south park smut #kyle broflovski smut #kyle broflovski x reader

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suddenlybambi · 11 months

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holding hands ♥ kyle broflovski

sequel to lollipop

pairing : kyle broflovski x reader

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

tags : praise kink, oral (m receiving), afab reader, orgasm control/denial, slight dacryphilia, mild sub/dom dynamics, sub!kyle, dom!reader, unprotected p in v sex

word count : 2k

summary : kyle did so well, its time for him to be rewarded

a/n - it is 2:30am on the 26th may which happens to be kyle's birthday... so happy birthday sweetie, lets hear you beg 😈

its so nice to see how many people are as much of a sucker for sub!kyle as i am based on how many people wanted part 2 to lollipop - this is a direct continuation of that but can be read as a stand-alone!

Kyle looked so beautiful as he peered up at you, his eyes full of pure submission. How had you gone so long without this? You thought back on all of the sleepovers you had spent just shoulder to shoulder as you drifted off to sleep, one of you occasionally daring to lay your head on the other’s lap if you were especially tired. Could you have been doing this that entire time?

You had to make up for all of the missed opportunities.

“Pants off,” You instructed, tugging on his belt quickly before letting go, watching in awe as he followed the request without a split second of hesitation. He was so obedient. “Boxers too, my love,” You were sure he melted a little at the pet name, breath hitching ever so slightly.

His boxers had a damp spot from his first release, but it was quite clear that he was already rock-hard again. You wanted to praise him for being so good, but you had to save it. You had plans. You wanted him to beg for your praise.

His boxers were off within a matter of seconds, and his cock sprung to attention once freed from the confines. You paused to admire it, to admire him. He was gorgeous. You already knew that. You had known for years, but his dick was the cherry on top of the already perfect cake.

“Tell me what you want,” You instructed, reaching out to caress his jawline as he kneeled in between your legs. He leaned into the contact, his eyes fluttering closed.

“You,” He whispered in response. You smiled, your hand trailing under his chin to tilt his head towards you. His eyes opened to watch your reaction.

“My sweet, you’re going to need to be more specific,” You sighed, sitting up to inch your face closer to his, your lips hovering over his as you spoke. “What part of me do you want?”

You already knew the answer. You knew Kyle too well not to pick up on his subtle glances towards your lips. Subtle glances that turned into a stare as you spoke.

“Your mouth,” He pleaded breathlessly. Part of you wanted to give in and let him have what he wanted, but there was a stronger part of you that needed to tease him more.

“But where do you want my mouth?” You played dumb, though you were anything but. While Kyle’s brain seemingly short-circuited over the question, you took the opportunity to swap positions. Gently, you pushed him down against the mattress, slipping your panties and skirt off as you sat up. Kyle was lost in a trance as he watched you, so you had to remind him of the question you were awaiting an answer for. “Kyle, I asked you where you wanted my mouth?”

“On my dick, please?” He begged, his words tumbling out at a fast and slightly panicked pace, as though he were worried he was saying the wrong thing and getting the wrong idea. “Please?”

“Good boy,” You praised, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before trailing them down his chest, feeling his muscles twitch with each touch, no matter how light. Before you touched him where he desperately needed you, you licked a long stripe down your hand, making sure it was lubricated enough when you did finally grip his hard member. The whimper he let out the moment you made contact was something you would never forget. You knew you would spend many future nights alone in bed thinking about that noise with your hand buried between your legs.

Kyle’s hips bucked up against your hand. You had to use your free hand to hold him down while you pumped him with your other before lining the tip up with your open mouth. Unfortunately for him, you weren’t done teasing yet. You barely let your lips wrap around the tip before pulling away.

“More! Please!” Kyle pleaded, his hips struggling against the grip you had against him while he tried desperately to find some friction. His hands tangled in the bedsheets. “Please touch me! Please?”

“You sound so pretty when you beg like that,” You smiled wistfully at the tone in his voice. You could definitely get used to hearing him that desperate all the time, though that would be cruel. You’d have to just settle for most of the time. “You look so pretty when you beg like that.”

Rewarding him for his begging to encourage him to do more, you swirled your tongue around the tip, jerking the base with your hand simultaneously, savouring the moans that slipped from his mouth. Painfully slowly in his eyes, you dragged your tongue up the shaft, tracing the protruding veins.

You were just about to take the whole thing in your mouth, or at least as much of it as you could fit, but you spotted one of his hands move to cover his mouth to muffle the sounds that slipped from it. Stopping again, you pulled your mouth away to give him a disapproving look. He whined into his palm and the lack of contact once more.

“I need to hear you, my love,” You sighed, shaking your head. “Do I need to tie your hands up, or will you be a good boy?” Part of you wanted him to say he wouldn’t be a good boy, just so you could see him all pretty and tied up, but the other part wanted to know what he would do with his hands if given the option.

“I’ll be good!” He gasped, pulling his hand away from his mouth in an instant. He didn’t seem to know what to do with it afterwards, holding it out and towards you, unsure if he was allowed to touch you. “Can I hold your hand? Please?”

The sudden tender question during the intimate situation melted your heart. You absolutely could not refuse such a request, no matter how much you wanted to hear him beg.

“You have to promise not to buck your hips. Can you do that?” You asked, slipping the hand that had been holding him down into his awaiting one. His grip on you was tight and desperate, fingers interlocking with yours. He nodded to confirm that he could control himself and not buck his hips up.

With your hands intertwined, you returned your attention back to his twitching member as it begged for attention. Slowly, you encircled the tip with your lips, sinking down and taking as much of him into your mouth as you could manage without gagging. He let out a strangled gasp at the contact, his muscles visibly tensing as he restrained himself from thrusting his hips up into your mouth.

Using your hand to reach the base that you couldn’t fit in your mouth, you worked a steady pace on him, eyes looking up to gauge his reaction each time you flicked your tongue a little. His moans increased in volume. The tent was full of the sweet sounds of pleasure. You would stay like that forever if you could.

“Can I cum, please?” Kyle pleaded, his chest rising and falling rapidly with his heavy breathing. You considered it for a second. He had been so good, so obedient and submissive… But you were having too much fun to allow it to stop so soon. You pulled your mouth away from him with a loud ‘pop’, watching the panic in his eyes as you did so. “Please?” He begged again. “I’ll do anything!” His hand squeezed yours so tightly that you thought it would break. His strength was surprisingly arousing and something you would have to test in the future.

You shifted up his body, aligning your core with his cock and watched the realisation dawn on his face.

“I want you inside me,” You told him, looking for permission to sink down. You were practically dripping on him, still a little sensitive from the overwhelmingly incredible orgasm he had given you.

“Are you sure?” He was asking you for permission, making sure you were okay with this. Your heart swelled at how thoughtful he was, even in a situation such as the one you were in. You had full power over him, but he was the one who had your heart in a vice-like grip.

You leaned down, capturing him in a kiss that was a little more forceful than you intended due to how much passion it held. Your teeth clattered together as your tongue easily slipped into his mouth, a fight for dominance not taking place as he so willingly surrendered it to you. You only pulled away when you desperately had to breathe.

“I am very sure,” You confirmed with a nod, pressing another kiss to his cheek while you teased his tip with your aching hole as it clenched desperately around nothing. You wanted to edge him until he was crying out for release, but you needed him there and then. Edging would have to wait for another time… Or at least until round 3 if he could take it.

Without warning, you sunk down onto him in one swift movement, taking him all in at once. The aching burn as he stretched you out shifted from pain to pleasure in a matter of seconds. He fit perfectly. It was as though you were made for one another. You captured his lips in a quick kiss, avoiding when he attempted to deepen it himself as you wanted- needed - to hear his moans as you slowly started to ride him at a steady pace.

At first, you only pulled out halfway before burying him deep inside you again, but as the pleasure only grew, you took him to the tip to the hilt. His hips started bucking up to thrust into you harder, which you couldn’t be mad at when it felt so good. You were close, but based on how you could feel his dick twitching inside you as well as the strained look on his face, he was closer.

“P-Please? Please can-” Kyle couldn’t even get the words out through his pleasure, tears brimming in his eyes. You reached over to dry his eyes, looking down at him with pity.

“No,” You clenched around him as you said the two-letter word that shattered him. He whimpered louder than you thought even possible, begs slipping from his lips faster than you could even process the words. “Make me cum first.”

At first, you were worried that he didn’t hear or register your words in his desperate, fucked out state, but when his hand that had been tangled in the sheets reached down to find your clit, you knew he had heard you, and he was going to do his best to hold on.

His thumb found your clit, pressing against it and using the power of your combined thrusts to stimulate it further. It worked perfectly to tip you over the edge, your back arching as your walls clamped down on him, fluttering around him as he released inside you, filling you up.

“I’m sorry!” He choked out, realising he hadn’t gotten permission to cum yet. “I’m so sorry!” You all but collapsed on top of his chest in pure bliss as he pulled out, his release dripping down your thighs and onto him and the bedsheets. You’d have to leave a night early or sleep on something else, but that was the least of your concerns.

You brought his hand up to your mouth as it was still entwined with your own, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

“Shh, my love,” You cooed, your head resting on his chest. “You did so well, so so well.” You praised him, closing your eyes in exhaustion as you snuggled against him.

“But I didn’t ask-” You cut him off.

“I said you had to make me cum first, and you did,” Your thumb trailed across the back of his hand. You could happily stay like that forever. “You did so well.”

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n0tangeliccc · 1 year

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Let me take care of you

Kyle x Fem!Reader

Warning: smut, fingering, soft dom Kyle

A/N: For my fellow stressed babes😮‍💨 (a little short but good I promise)

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Stressed.

You had been stressed all week. Work, collage, and life was just making you feel like shit. Kyle of noticed this and he felt bad, he knew how bad your stress could get and he wanted to help you relax even if it was only for a little bit. He prepared a nice warm bath for you with bubbles and candles surrounding the bathtub trying to make it as nice as he could. Now all he had to do was wait for you to arrive.

You tiredly walked into your house, today had definitely been the most stressful day you’d had all week. Everything that could have gone wrong went wrong and all you wanted to do was lay down with your boyfriend and sleep. You look around expecting to see him waiting in the living room like he usually did but he wasn’t there this time, “Kyle?” You asked as you set down your stuff of the kitchen counter. “Bathroom sweetie” He yelled, you followed Kyles voice to the bathroom and open the door. You gasped as you saw his little surprise “Aw Kyle, you didn’t have to do this for me” you pulled him into a tight embrace and he smiled “Oh but I did baby, you’ve been so stressed lately” Kyle ran his fingers through your hair “Let me take care of you Y/N” you shudder lightly as his free hand runs up and down your waist “Please do” A sigh leaving your lips before he pulls you into a soft kiss.

Kyle undresses and helps you do the same. He pulls you into the tub, letting you lay on his chest. You hummed happily as the warm water touched your skin. Kyle smiled softly and brought his hands onto your shoulders gently massaging them. Your tense body begins to relax slowly as his hands work wonders on your shoulders and back. His hands traveled all over your body from your shoulders to your back all the way to your thighs, he kissed your shoulder “Can I baby?” He whispered “Yes, please do” you whispered back.

One of his hands massaged your inner thigh as the other made its way to on of your breast gently cupping it in your hand. His lips littered kisses around your neck and shoulders making you groan quietly. His hand moves from your inner thigh and finds its way to your clit, his fingers gently circling it. You moaned softly and laid your head on his shoulder, “That’s it just relax sweetheart” Kyle smiled softly at you as he watched your face contorted in pleasure soft moans leaving your lips. He slipped two of his into you and begins slowly thrusting them in an out, “Mmm Kyle” your moans loudening as he begins to move his fingers faster, “Let go for me baby” his lips find their way to your neck leaving faint marks on it as his free hand continued fondling your breast. Your arm holds onto his neck as you feel your release nearing, “M’close Kyle” you whimper as he speeds his movements up “Do it, cum for me sweetie” Kyle groaned as he felt your walls tightening. Your hips bucked upwards and your eyes squeezed shut as you came around his fingers moaning out his name. He let you ride out your high before pulling his fingers out and kissing you, “Feeling relaxed now sweetheart?” “Very relaxed” you chuckled softly “Thank you for this Ky”

“Anything for you honey”

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kenny-the-ken · 1 year

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Lick it and See

ALL AGED UP CHARACTERS!! I tried to make this as gender neutral as possible guys because EVERYONE should be able to enjoy Kyle being a sub. Warnings!!: pegging, anal sex (m! receiving), strong language, sexual content. NO MINORS!!! Ps, lemme know if you guys want this to be a series with all the SP boys cause I am soooo down for that!!

Kyle was a pretty dominant guy, and usually in your relationship he was in charge between the sheets, but lately something had crossed your mind, and after a lot of discussion with your boyfriend, and a lot of begging from you, he finally caved.

You had him naked, hands cuffed above his head, cheeks flushed and his cock weeping to be touched. He was squirming, craving some kind of friction, something, anything. That's when you finally touched him, but not in the way you usually would.

No, between Kyle's legs that were propped up on your shoulders, your middle finger was coated in a thick layer of lube, circling his tight hole before pushing inside as gently as you could, and god was it worth the reaction.

Kyle’s back was arched, hands doing their best to grip what they could of the bedsheet beneath him. His eyes were wide, a few tears daring to spill over at the new sensation rippling through his body. “Fuck.” Was all that he managed to mutter before you twisted your finger, sliding it with ease back out, before pushing it back in, curling the tip of your finger slightly to feel for his prostate, just a little teaser of what was to come.

And when you hit it, fuck did you know. The sound Kyle made was heavenly, his back arching fully, pushing himself towards your fingers, and that's when you lubed another up, sliding it in too.

He was a mess already, his cock twitching eagerly against his stomach, the head slick with his pre cum. “Oh god, fuck! Y-Y/N!” He moans were needy, who knew Kyle Broflovski was a submissive?

You allowed him to fuck himself against your fingers for a little while, teasing him as he did to, his whines filling the air, fuck was he sinful. “You like that?~” you teased, pushing your finger against his prostate, a smirk on your face.

Kyle’s legs shook, his head thrashing side to side, his tightly curled ginger hair looking messier by the second. “Y-Yeah, f-feels really good! Ah!” He just about managed between broken moans and desperate gasps for air.

“Then you're gonna love this.” You smirked, pulling your fingers from him, chuckling at his reaction. He was blushing, his eyes following you around the bedroom as he watched you put on the strap on you’d bought, just for him.

There's never too much lube, which is the motto you used when you were slicking up the sex toy. It wasn't too big, just around average length and girth. Kyle's eyes were wide, his teeth worrying against his bottom lip as you approached closer to him, putting his long, slender legs atop your shoulders, rubbing the tip of the latex cock against his tight hole, pushing just the tip in, biting your lip as your boyfriend writhed against the mattress, his eyes screwed shut and brows knitted together.

“F-Fuck, Y/N.” You took your time, easing yourself inside of him little by little, before pressing the button on the strap wrapped around your waist, a vibrating sound starting up. It had a vibrating bullet built in, so you could both feel pleasure together.

Kyle finally bottomed out, allowing you to move your hips slowly, the latex cock slipping slowly back and forth in and out of his once tight hole. “G-God, that's g-good, ah!” And Kyle was putty in your hands already.

You let out a few moans due to the vibrations pulsing through you, your speed slowly starting to increase in and out of Kyle. And god his reaction was priceless, you'd remember it forever.

His back was arched, when he wasn't moaning shamelessly he was whining, and once you pushed harder against his prostate his eyes shot open again, his breath catching in the back of his throat and his cock twitching, a little pool of pre-cum gathering on his stomach, it was practically begging to be touched.

And that's exactly what you did. With the left over lube on your hand, you gripped Kyle's cock, starting to pump it in time with your deep thrusts, and he screamed, begging and whimpering, just how you imagined he'd be.

“Y/N… g-getting close soclose… p-please…” Kyle trailed off, just about making sense as your hips and your hand sped up slightly, your own climax growing closer, a few moans escaping your swollen, bitten lips. “Use your words, baby. Please what?” You retorted, your finger brushing against the head of his cock as you kept your pace the same, a bead of sweat rolling down your forehead.

Kyle could barely speak, just moaning your name like a mantra, his lips slick with saliva and plump from the harsh make out session that had happened not that long ago. “C-Can I come? Pleasepleaseplease canicomeplease?” His words came out quickly, between moans, and desperate gasps for breath.

His cock stiffened further in your hand as you kept pumping, pushing him to the absolute limit. “You can come. Come for me, pretty boy.” You spoke, a smirk on your face as you felt the knot that had formed in your stomach becoming quickly undone, your hips quickening their pace.

And that was all Kyle needed to hear, his back arching high against the bed, screaming in ecstasy as his cock twitched a few more times, before shooting ropes of white cum all over your hand and his own stomach, and the sight alone was to push you over the edge, moaning Kyle’s name loudly as your orgasm crashed around you.

When you slid out Kyle gasped, his hole pretty and pink, much like his face was. He was a mess, covered in his own cum, the sweat on his skin glistening in the sunlight that was peeking through the drawn curtains of your bedroom. “T-That was… holy fuck.” Kyle panted, a small smile on his face as you returned to the bedroom, a towel in hand, the strap on taken off, a glass of water and a few painkillers.

“Here, sweetheart. I'll help clean you up and then I'll make us something nice for dinner, okay?” And he simply nodded in response, his body still shaking in the aftermath of his intense orgasm. And you helped to clean him up, watching as he took the painkillers and shakily stood on his two legs, slowly but surely dressing himself with a little help from you.

“Will you let me do it again?” You teased, as Kyle pulled you into his arms for a warm embrace, placing a gentle kiss atop your head.

“Yeah, I guess I would, you looked hot and it felt good so, why not?”

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daisyyvoid · 11 months

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dom kyle headcannons 😯

Nsfw, Reader and Kyle are 18+

it is implied with a female reader but I tried to keep it as gender neutral as possible, enjoy.

Kyle is definitely a service dom, your needs before his. he'd try and pull at least 2 orgasms at least maybe more if he's teasing you

when he's angry he'd def be rougher then usual but not really unless you decide to be a brat then you better pray the neighborhood dont hear you lmao

i dont think he'd be into toys cause like why would you wanna use toys on yourself when you can call him unless for whatever reason he can't be there then it's up to you babe

if he was your first he would nervous as hell but he would definitely go slow and make it about you.

definitly the king of aftercare, he wouldn't let you do anything, not even let you move a muscle. he'd definitely have water on standby with a snack. he would wipe you down with a warm wet towel and give you his clothes to wear unless you wanna sleep naked then that's up to you. he'd get into bed and cuddle you til you both fall asleep.

thank u for reading I hope this was alright pls give me criticism.

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rxptdevil · 4 months

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𝓐 𝓻𝓸𝔂𝓪𝓵 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮

Stan x reader x kyle

Pt 1

Plot:the elf king Kyle just proposed to you and you excitedly accepted now you’re going to have a wedding but there’s one thing.. his friend the knight Stan marshwalker has a crush on you and wants you to be his wife. WHO WILL YOU CHOOSE?

Waring: sexual content and foul language

Kissing my gloved hand, the elf king of the drow elves gazed into my eyes and whispered, "y/n, will you marry me?" The setting was nothing short of ethereal, with twinkling stars and a full moon casting a warm glow over the lush forest surrounding us. I felt a swell of emotion rise up within me as I looked into his emerald green eyes, their depths mirroring the love I felt for him. It had been six months since we'd started dating, and in that time, Kyle had swept me off my feet with his charm, his wit, and his unwavering devotion to not only me but his kingdom as well.

As I searched for the right words to reply, he leaned in closer, his breath tickling my ear. "I've loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you, y/n," he whispered, his voice a husky whisper that sent shivers down my spine. "And I want to spend the rest of my life with you, making you happy and showing you a love that knows no bounds."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I took in the sincerity in his words. I knew, without a doubt, that I wanted to spend the rest of my life by his side. "Yes, Kyle," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the rustling of the leaves around us. "Yes, I will marry you." And with that, he pulled me into an embrace so fierce it made my heart skip a beat, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss that sealed our fate together.

As we pulled apart, the excitement of the moment building inside us both, Kyle grinned widely, revealing his sharp teeth. "Now, my love," he exclaimed, his voice practically reverberating with excitement, "let us have a feast fit for a king and his queen-to-be!" With a wave of his hand, the sound of music filled the air, and a procession of elves emerged from the forest, carrying platters of food fit for the gods themselves: succulent meats, fresh fruits and vegetables, artfully crafted breads, and of course, an endless supply of wine and other spirits. The smell was intoxicating, and my stomach growled in anticipation.

I glanced over at Kyle, who was watching me with a twinkle in his eye. "Do you have anything special planned for our first dance?" I asked, hoping that perhaps he'd give me a hint as to what song he had chosen. He smiled, taking my hand in his. "Oh, my dearest y/n," he began, leading me to the makeshift dance floor at the center of the clearing, "you know very well that I've been practicing a special dance just for this moment." And with that, he swept me into his arms, moving effortlessly across the floor, his steps matching mine perfectly, as if we'd been dancing together for centuries. The music swelled around us, and I couldn't help but feel that this was only the beginning of a beautiful, magical life together.

Around us, the other elves had gathered, forming a circle to watch us dance. Some clapped in time with the music, while others swayed gently, their eyes fixed on our every movement. As we twirled and spun, I felt a sense of belonging and love wash over me, and for a moment, it seemed as if nothing else in the world mattered. When the song finally came to an end, we were breathless, our bodies pressed tightly together, but neither of us wanted to let go. It was as if we were two halves of the same whole, meant to be together always.

Kyle leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "What do you say, my queen?" he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "Shall we continue the celebration?" I nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Yes," I breathed, "let's dance until the stars come down from the sky." And with that, we began again, lost in the music and each other, our love a beacon of hope and light in a world that was often dark and uncertain.

As the night wore on, the feast continued, with course after course of delicious food being served to us by our attentive subjects. We drank wine and danced and laughed, and for a brief moment, it was as if the world outside the forest didn't exist. But we both knew that soon, reality would intrude once more, and we would have to face the challenges that lay ahead. But for now, we were content to bask in the glow of our love and the adoration of our people, savoring every precious moment together as the future unfolded before us.

Finally, as the last rays of the setting sun painted the treetops with a warm, golden light, Kyle excused himself from my side, murmuring something about seeing to the guests' comfort. I watched as he moved gracefully through the crowd, his presence commanding and his charm irresistible. It was then that I realized that I was no longer simply his fiancée, but rather his equal; his partner in every sense of the word.

I wandered away from the main gathering, drawn to the edge of the forest where the trees parted to reveal a small, secluded glade. The air was thick with the scent of flowers and the sound of rustling leaves, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me as I stood there, taking it all in. I heard footsteps crunching on the grass behind me, and before I could turn around, strong hands gripped my hips and pulled me roughly against a familiar, hard body.

"My queen," Kyle breathed into my ear, his voice husky with desire. "I've been waiting for this moment all night." He pushed me back against a tree, his lips finding mine in a hungry, urgent kiss. His hands roamed over my body, tearing at my clothes, his need for me palpable. I could feel his arousal pressed against my stomach, and with a low growl, he pushed me to the ground, positioning himself between my spread legs.

As he entered me, his teeth grazed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I arched my back, meeting his thrusts with my own, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, the rhythm of our lovemaking echoing through the forest like a primal call to the wild. The sensation of being claimed by him, of being his and his alone, was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, and I knew in that moment that there was no place in the world I'd rather be than right here, with him.

As we moved together, lost in the intensity of our passion, I could feel the last vestiges of the day's worries and fears slipping away, replaced by a deep, abiding sense of contentment and belonging. And as our climax swept over us, our bodies twisting together in a tangle of limbs and desire, I knew that this was only the beginning of a beautiful, extraordinary life, shared with the man I loved, the man who was destined to be my king.

Everyone was happy that day. We’ll mostly everyone

Stan sits at his post as he hears his best friend’s sex noises while anger and jealousy boils up inside him.

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