The Arts of being a Groom

Chapter 8

⚠️Smut warning⚠️

•••(Tweek's POV)

When I woke up this morning I looked over to see Craig wearing nothing. And I mean nothing. I looked down to see that I was also wearing nothing. W- What happened last night? Did I sleep with him again? Oh no, like what Clyde said, it's all just confusing. Something bad is going to happen. I heard a slight groan next to me. Must be Craig waking up.

"Morning Tweek~," he yawned, turning his body towards me.

"M-Morning C-Craig. H- How did you sleep?" He slightly smiled.

"Good... look, I'm sorry-,"

"It's okay Craig. I didn't mean to do anything with you. And I really don't know what we are relationship wise. And sleeping with you every time I'm mad at you doesn't help anything. So I'm sorry for sleeping with you." Craig then gave me a confused look.

"We didn't have sex Tweek,"

"We didn't?" He flopped on his back.

"You got uncomfortable and I respected that. So I stopped."

Flashback(Craig's POV)

I laid there awkwardly next to Tweek. I didn't know what to say or what to do. I didn't hear him snoring or anything so I knew he was awake.

"Hey?" Said Tweek.

"Hey,"

"I can't sleep," Tweek said.

"Me neither." I looked over at him. I decided to go and grab some drinks.

"Where are you going?" Tweek asked.

"I was going to grab some drinks. Are you cool with it?" I asked. He nodded his head.

Once I was done grabbing the drinks from downstairs, I laid everything down and gave Tweek a glass. I poured him a glass and he took a sip. His face scrunched up cutely and I couldn't help but to awe to myself. I poured myself a glass and drank some.
I looked at my phone to see some text messages from Scarlet.

"Hey how's it going Craig?"
"Sorry I haven't texted in awhile. I was so busy at work. So many people needed me. It sucks but that's all apart of life."
"Anyways, let's hang out soon. Okay?"

I didn't answer back after that. It's kinda late to answer now. I put my phone down and poured me another glass.
A few seconds later I checked my phone again. I looked on to Facebook and looked onto Scarlet's page. It said that she was single but she had a couple of pictures with some guys. Probably just some friends. I continued you scroll and I saw a picture with me in it. Is this when we went to the carnival? I looked at the comments and everyone continued calling me her boyfriend. I poured me another glass.

"Craig, you're drinking to much, I just started my second glass and you're already on your sixth,"

"S-Sorry, ugh, I'm j-just nervous I guess." I put my phone on my nightstand.

"Why are you nervous Craig?"

"I- I'm with you that's why dummy~,"

"Craig, you're drunk are you?"

"No! I would know when I'm drunk Tweek. And I only had six glasses." Tweek shrugged. He put his glass over to the side and laid down. I guess he's getting tired. I couldn't help but to stare at him. He's the most cutest thing on earth and I was happy to have him in my bed. I leaned close to him and kiss his cheek.

"What was that for-?" Before he got the chance to finish, I kissed him on the lips. I slowly started getting on top of him, that's until he stopped me.
"Craig, I can't do this. I like you don't get me wrong, but I think we should take things slow. Or when you're more sober." I smiled. I respect his decision and I totally understand how he feels. That night Tweek went to sleep, but I had an uncomfortable boner. I got up and walked to the bathroom, careful not to make to much noise.
Once I was done I went back to bed, cuddling up with Tweek and slowly falling asleep.

End of flashback (back to Tweek POV)

"That doesn't explain why I don't have clothes." Craig shrugged, not knowing either.

"You probably got hot last night like I did. I took off my clothes during the night because I was getting hot. Maybe you did the same." Craig started getting out of bed. I looked down, trying not to see his nude body. But I could help but to sneak a peek. When I looked up I saw his slight muscular body and his... thing. I looked back down and covered my nose. I looked at my hands, no blood, which means no nose bleed, good. I started thinking of last night. I kinda regret rejecting his offer. But he was drunk then, and he's sober now. Before he could put on his pants, I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Tweek what are you-?" Before he could continue his sentence, I put my hand in his pants are started rubbing his crouch through his boxers. I could hear his heavy breathing, which started turning me on. I went in his boxers and started rubbing on the tip of his member before jacking him off. He then stopped me. He turned around and pinned me over the bed, my ass up and face to the bed. He gently inserted his member into my ass, making me moan a little. He started thrusting slowly and continued to get faster. My moans became louder the faster and harder he thrust his member inside me.

"C- Craig~" I moaned coming a little early. He turned me over on my back and kissed me. He continued, going faster. He moaned, coming inside me, making me come again. He gently laid on top of me, giving me neck kisses. My body felt warm and my legs felt shaky. I was happy. But I knew, that something bad was going to happen later.