By the time he reaches his peak, he’s unable to articulate himself. He can’t give a warning beyond the low, rumbly groan that starts deep in his chest and bursts forth desperately from his lungs. He’s fully knotted now. He can no longer move, no longer speak, and no longer do anything at all beyond enjoy and endure the slick, wet grip around his thick cock as he unloads wave after wave of hot, gushing cum deep within Tweek’s insides. He can feel the lewd sloshing of it all around his length as it pools in his guts. A satisfying tickle along his empty balls lets him know he’s filled him so full, it’s spilling out despite the knot locking them together. Eventually, Craig collapses in a heap on top of Tweek’s ruined body.
“Mmmm,” Tweek moans pleasantly and rolls his hips to adjust for the huge knots buried between his walls.
Their arms tangle around each other, shaking and weak from the ongoing efforts. Craig’s mouth works of its own volition and peppers any part of Tweek’s salty, sweaty body it can find with delicate yet sloppy kisses. The endorphins of the afterglow make him feel pleasantly affectionate and he revels in it until eventually, he begins to unwind.
And then everything begins to sink in.
Reality sets in. His eyes bulge. His muscles clench.
Oh, fuck.
(Oh shit, this is the fucky chapter and I slightly exceeded the maximum word count so now this chapter is weirdly broken into two parts, sorry!!!!) ((Also there's probably lots and lots of grammatical errors in these two, double sorry!!!!!))
Re: Tweek/Craig, ABO, overstimulation
By the time he reaches his peak, he’s unable to articulate himself. He can’t give a warning beyond the low, rumbly groan that starts deep in his chest and bursts forth desperately from his lungs. He’s fully knotted now. He can no longer move, no longer speak, and no longer do anything at all beyond enjoy and endure the slick, wet grip around his thick cock as he unloads wave after wave of hot, gushing cum deep within Tweek’s insides. He can feel the lewd sloshing of it all around his length as it pools in his guts. A satisfying tickle along his empty balls lets him know he’s filled him so full, it’s spilling out despite the knot locking them together. Eventually, Craig collapses in a heap on top of Tweek’s ruined body.
“Mmmm,” Tweek moans pleasantly and rolls his hips to adjust for the huge knots buried between his walls.
Their arms tangle around each other, shaking and weak from the ongoing efforts. Craig’s mouth works of its own volition and peppers any part of Tweek’s salty, sweaty body it can find with delicate yet sloppy kisses. The endorphins of the afterglow make him feel pleasantly affectionate and he revels in it until eventually, he begins to unwind.
And then everything begins to sink in.
Reality sets in. His eyes bulge. His muscles clench.
Oh, fuck.
(Oh shit, this is the fucky chapter and I slightly exceeded the maximum word count so now this chapter is weirdly broken into two parts, sorry!!!!) ((Also there's probably lots and lots of grammatical errors in these two, double sorry!!!!!))