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« Hey Kahl, how's it going, everything good? Good. » Eric commented in a monotone voice all at once as he casually entered Kyle's house and nonchalantly walked towards the stairs that led to his room upstairs.

And Kyle, that was currently laying on the couch with his phone in hand, almost died of an heart attack when he suddenly saw him entering, almost jumping off the couch and dropping his phone to the ground with a scream.

« Dude! What the fuck! Ever heard of fucking knocking?! » he yelled at the top of his lungs as he watched in pure shock the broad figure of Cartman now walking up the stairs, his attitude calm and uncaring almost as if it was his own house he had just walked in.

« What the fuck are you even doing here?! Hey! » Kyle then yelled as he realized that Eric clearly had no intention in actually stopping to explain or even talk to him like any other normal human being.

He got up from the couch with a frustrated groan, leaving his phone there before quickly reaching the stairs to chase after him.

« Stop! Stop it right there! Cartman! This is my fucking house, you asshole! Hey! » he barked before finally getting close enough to grab at his hoodie and stop him in the middle of the hall.

Eric calmly turned around and threw him a casual look, « I've let you borrow Mortal Kombat for Xbox literally two weeks ago Kahl, so I thought i'd come over and finally get it back » he clarified, « Don't think I'd forget that easily about it, you sneaky thief! Time's up! ».

Kyle couldn't believe his own ears; a whole grown-ass twenty one years old fatass literally still bursting into his house without any warning just for a stupid videogame almost as if he was still a fucking toddler or something!

Kyle still didn't let go of his hoodie, his hand still tightly gripping the fabric almost as if he was afraid he would've ran away like a flash if he ever decided to let go.

« Couldn't you just text me and ask me to bring it back to you tomorrow in class?! We literally go to the same fucking college, dumbass! ».

Eric shrugged and gave him a playful smirk, « Mh, I don't know. You only live like two blocks away from me and I also needed to use the bathroom so…».

Kyle rolled his eyes in disgust, his hand slowly letting go of his hoodie, « Look, just get back down to the fucking living room and wait for me there, I'll go get your stupid game from my room so you can finally get the fuck outta here ».

Eric squinted his eyes and an all-knowing smirk suddenly stretched over his face, « Yeah, riiiight. Totally kahl, as if you wouldn't just grab a random CD and swap it with the original so you could keep my game for a while longer without me ever knowing! » he chuckled idiotically, « I mean, come on! How stupid do you think I am? I'm getting my game Kahl, and that's final! ».

Kyle gritted his teeth at those childish taunts. Yes, the answer was yes, he though that he was undoubtedly, absolutely, most certainly, the stupidest person he has ever met in his entire goddamn life.

But meanwhile Eric had already turned back to walk towards Kyle's room again, and that's what suddenly snapped the redhead back to reality; he immediately grabbed Eric's wide arm again, in the attempt of stopping him from ever even taking another step forward.

« N-no! I mean- My room is a… it's a fucking mess right now! » Kyle stuttered, « You just shouldn't come in, trust me! ».

Eric furrowed his brows in confusion at those words, « Psh, since when did that ever bother you? » he said as he brushed him off easily before slowly getting closer and then finally putting a hand over the doorknob of his room.

Kyle's face instantly changed, his eyes shot wide open and his jaw dropped.

« No no no no no, cartman, don't- ! J-just let me get it for you! D-don't fucking open the- » but his voice instantly died down his throat as Eric suddenly pushed the door open.

Too late.

The brunette then basically freezed at the entrance as his eyes immediately recognized what he was currently seeing right now, Kyle already facepalming and groaning with embarrassment behind him…

There was Kyle's motherfucking cousin. In his room. 

Jesus….was that actually even him?

He saw him curved over Kyle's desk, a calculator in one hand and a pen in the other as he was calmly scribbling over a few notebooks scattered over the table.

The teen didn't even seem to have heard them entering at first, and only once he turned around and actually saw them he finally gasped from the surprise.

Eric almost felt petrified, looking at the guy sitting just a few feet away from them with wide eyes like he had just seen a fucking ghost or something, « Holy mother of everything on earth that is Jewish… » he then commented in disbelief.

Kyle instantly rolled his eyes at those words, he already knew that one way or the other that bastard would've found out about his cousin staying over this weekend. He knew it.

« Good job, fatass! You just couldn't mind your own fucking business for even five seconds, could you?! » he hissed, « I swore that nobody would ever find out about him staying over but you just had to drop in and stick your nose in my shit once again! You're such a fucking dick! ».

But Cartman didn't seem too bothered by Kyle's words, in fact, he wasn't even listening to him; his mind was too lost focused on actually trying to elaborate what he was currently witnessing.

Jesus, Kyle's cousin sure had a bit of a…drastic change?

He still remembered when he first met him when he was around nine years old; all short and awkward, pale as a skeleton and skinny as a twig, so uncomfortable and unpleasant to even look at or stick around with.

But now? Now he looked…kinda decent?

He had grown incredibly tall, his shoulders now seemed to have gotten a little wider and his hands looked slim and agile but still frail and elegant for his age.

But the first thing that certainly couldn't go unnoticed was actually his hair, a pretty mop of long, brunette locks that ran down his forehead and almost covered his eyes.

Speaking of which, the guy must've changed glasses too through the years, as Eric noticed that he was now wearing a different and more "elegant" pair, with slim lenses and golden rims.

He looked…very adult-like.

Almost too adult, Eric would've said; after all they were all around the same age of twenty one, but the way Kyle's cousin was dressed made him look almost around thirty.

He had a refined sweater that definitely looked too expensive to be coming from anywhere around Colorado, a soft blue shirt underneath and, most important of all, a sophisticated golden watch around his wrist. Must've been a family gift…

« Schwartz…Jesus is that actually you? » Eric couldn't hide the malicious little smirk that tugged at the corners of his lips as he looked at him, « You look….different, man how long has it been, uh? ».

And the teen, that still hadn't shared one single word ever since they had entered the room, nervously rubbed his hands together, his leg now bouncing timidly.

« I er…h-hi, I'm sorry- but i seem to be having a bit of a hard time remembering who you are at the moment? » the teen then babbled, « Forgive me, but Kyle didn't tell me he was gonna have guests over this evening. Does Sheila know? She said it was just gonna be the five of us for dinner so I just assumed that- ».

« OK! Enough, thank you, Kyle! » the redhead suddenly exclaimed from behind Eric's back, at this point just basically standing behind him with the sole purpose of hiding his face from the embarrassment; « And by the way no, he's not a guest and he's NOT staying over for dinner. In fact, he was just about to leave, weren't you, Cartman? » he then said as he grabbed the brunette's arm once again and tried desperately to drag him away.

But Eric was physically taller, bigger and heavier than Kyle, and a simple tug from him just wasn't enough to even move him one inch.

« Wait- Cartman? Oooh, n-now I remember! W-why yes, of course » the other Kyle suddenly exclaimed as he fixed the bridge of his glasses over his nose and then took a better look at the brunette, « You were that one kid with the rip off jacket from Bosco's, yes! I actually still remember how much it even costed back then, s-still a little too overpriced if you ask me personally ».

Cartman’s expression didn't change one single bit at that totally inappropriate and weird comment, on the contrary, it almost made his smirk grow even wider!

Man, even though his looks had changed throughout the years, his voice and awkwardness still seemed to have remained the exact same.

So naive and out of place, a total nerd from out of town.

And he loved it.

Oh, this was gonna be so fun.

« Wow ok awesome great amazing, whoop-dee-shit! » the redhead instantly interrupted them with sarcastic enthusiasm as he tugged harder at Cartman's arm, « Well, you better get going now, Cartman! Don't want your mom to get worried on where you must be at this late hour of the evening! C'mon, let's go, chop chop! ».

But Eric barely paid any attention to his words; he silently turned around and then simply threw him a casual look of skepticism before finally whispering: « I ain't going anywhere without my Mortal Kombat, Kahl. Remember? » almost as if he didn't want his cousin to hear their conversation behind him.

But Kyle's face immediately dropped at those words, was he being fucking serious right now?! And did it really just had to happen in a moment like this one?!

« And besides, I haven't seen your little cousin in almost eleven years! » the brunette then went on with a suspicious little smile, « C'mon, where did your family-reunion spirit go, uh? Just let us chat for a bit, get to know each other! » he encouraged as he reached up with one hand and playfully pinched Kyle's cheek.

But Kyle definitely wasn't buying it. Not this time, he wasn't THAT stupid after all.

« Oh no. No no no no no no Cartman » the redhead firmly shook his head in disagreement as he nervously slapped his big hand away, perfectly aware of how malicious his intentions actually sounded right now, « I know what you're tryna do here, and it's not fucking working! Now i suggest you better hurry up and get your fat ass out of this damn house before I fucking kick it out of here myself ».

« Psh, bite me » Eric taunted as he rolled his eyes.

« Err….excuse me? » the cousin suddenly interrupted them, making both teens now turn around to face him almost in surprise, nearly forgetting that he had been actually silently sitting there listening to them this entire time.

« I believe the game you are looking for got moved to a box down in the basement? » he informed, « Aunt Sheila put it there when she had to move some of Kyle's things away from this room to make space for my bed the day i arrived here ».

In response to that the other Kyle immediately let out a sound unlike anything Cartman has ever heard in his entire life: a mixture between a frustrated groan, a loud growl and a scream. All at once.

And Eric had to actually hold in a desperate laugh as he noticed that the redhead's hands were now shaking and his face had turned beet red, both with embarrassment and rage.

« FINE! » he then yelled, « Kyle, come with me and show me where this fucking box is so I can fucking give the game to this asshole so that he can finally leave, PLEASE » he articulated the last bit with gritted teeth.

But the brunette Kyle bit his lower lip insecurely, « Er…actually n-no, I'd rather not do that » he babbled, « The basement is very cold and full of dust and it could seriously trigger my asthma, also the change of temperature makes my head spin and I would probably catch a cold by staying for too long in the- ».

« OK, FORGET IT! » the redhead exploded, « Cartman! Yer coming with me! This is your fucking fault so you'll have to come look for it in- ».

« Err actually… » his cousin timidly interrupted him once again, « Aunt Sheila said that nobody is allowed in the basement other than family members, she said that uncle gerald is keeping some very important and valuable family objects in some of those boxes downstairs and that if anyone finds out about them it could be very dangerous and this house would probably be unprotected and at risk ».

Eric blinked a few times at those words, turning his head back and forth and eyeing both Kyle and then his cousin.

« Is he…is he talking about the jew gold? » the brunette then murmured to his friend with the most serious face he could come up with, « So it's actually real? It exists? ».

« Excuse me? » Kyle's cousin furrowed his brows in confusion at that.

That's it. 

Enough. 

Now Kyle was seriously on the verge of exploding like a literal volcano if those two imbeciles wouldn't have stopped with their bullshit right this instant.

« FINE, I'M GOING ALONE! » Kyle then barked before furiously making his way out of the bedroom and walking straight towards the stairs, « And Cartman, if i ever find out that something has happened to my cousin while i was gone I SWEAR, i will fucking KILL YOU! » his voice echoed loud and harsh from the hall before everything suddenly turned quiet again.

And after the thundering storm seemed to have ended completely, a earth-shattering silence took over instead.

Eric stared quietly at the entrance for just a few more seconds, listening to Kyle's footsteps slowly dissipating in the distance and making sure that he was gone completely before finally turning around and slowly smirking to the other Kyle.

They were finally alone now.

« Is he always like that? » the brunette then playfully smiled as he pointed to the door, pretending like he had never really seen Kyle getting angry like that before in his whole life.

The brunette Kyle shrugged, his sweaty hands now silently rubbing nervously over his pants, his eyes constantly flicking away to avoid eye contact.

He must've felt shy and insecure by being alone in the same room with a childhood "stranger". 

How adorable.

« Mh…not really » he murmured, « He's usually v-very calm and polite around family members, it's actually the first time i think I've ever seen him like t-that » he observed.

« Psh, he must be soooo fun at family reunions then, uh? » Eric went on with a casual, friendly tone, « That's why I always preferred to hang out with Ike rather than him ».

Kyle's eyes suddenly seemed to have lit up at those few words; finally a comfortable and familiar name he knew about, it must've caught his attention because he was now almost smiling too.

Bingo.

« Oh, you know Ike? » he asked, rather impressed, « I didn't know you hung out so much with my cousins, the first time we met I j-just assumed you were a casual classmate or something ». 

Eric raised his eyebrows, « A casual classmate? » he smirked almost in disbelief, « Dude, I literally hang out more with your family than mine! » he chuckled.

Kyle's body language changed instantly at that, he now seemed less stressed out and more at ease around him, his leg stopped bouncing and his hands stopped fidgeting. Perfect.

« Wow…you must really be close with Kyle then » he went on, « Which comes off as a little weird though…since he never mentions you around me or Sheila and Gerald ».

Eric ignored the passive-hostile information, playing it cool by simply shrugging and rolling his eyes with nonchalance.

« He's just shy » he made up, waving his hand with a tender smile, « But yeah, I guess you could say we're close… very close » he murmured the last bit while casually walking closer and discreetly looking around before silently grabbing a chair.

Kyle then quietly watched as Eric put the chair next to his at the desk and then casually sat, legs spread out and arms hanging free, not even one bit of insecurity palpable in him, his whole body basically emanating confidence and nonchalance.

His boldness made him nervous.

« O-oh….so you're like…childhood best friends? » he murmured in the attempt of keeping a normal conversation going, his hands now suddenly sweating all over again.

Eric eyed him silently with those piercing eyes, a little smirk always tugging at the corner of his lips that always made him look so smug and well pleased even in the simplest of moments.

« Let's just say that me and your cousin like to…» Eric slowly leaned in, closing the space between them by a few more inches before reaching up with one arm and resting his elbow on the desk, « …Fuck around, sometimes » he spoke soft, never breaking eye contact as he talked.

Kyle gulped, keeping his eyes fixed on his elbow resting so close to him on the desk now before shyly looking back up at him, « F-f-fuck around? » he stuttered, « J-jeez, Kyle never told me that, h-h-how funny » he laughed nervously.

He was tense, and soon his leg begun to bounce anxiously again too.

Eric could almost smell his agitation. And God, how he loved it.

« Yeah, I suppose there's a lot of things Kyle probably doesn't tell you about » the brunette went on, « But enough about him…let's talk about you » he smirked.

Jesus, Kyle could almost feel his forehead dripping with sweat now; he reached up with one shaky hand and then awkwardly fixed his glasses over his nose again, constantly pointing his eyes everywhere around the room in the desperate attempt of avoiding looking at Eric.

And Eric noticed that maybe all this attention might've pushed him a little too much over the comfort zone now, so he just decided to take the lead again to cool things down a bit.

« For example, what are you studying right now? » he asked with fake intrigue as he pointed at the few notebooks scattered over the desk in front of him.

Finally, another familiar topic that poor Kyle could easily cling to in order to feel less agitated around him; « O-oh, those? Those are just s-some of the books I'm studying on f-for my next exam » he scratched his arm shyly as he reflected for a second before finally adding « I'm majoring in investment banking ». 

Tsk, what a loser.

But Eric still managed to hold in a laugh and keep up his act, his eyes going wide and his smile now growing bigger with fake stupor; « Investment banking?! » he gasped, « Wow, that sounds so hard! ».

But Kyle shook his head and a shy little smile tugged at his lips, « Haha no, n-not really, you just really have to be good at math and calculus » he explained, « And the rest is just financial matter, it takes a lot of studying but it's d-definitely worth it ».

Eric nodded as if that had been the most interesting thing he has ever heard in his entire life, his eyes never breaking eye contact.

« Wow, you must be really smart then » he added with a tone full of admiration that seemed to set Kyle almost on fire, « I bet you're probably even a thousand times smarter than your cousin too. No wonder he's always so jealous of your talent, you're so much better than him in every way » he lied.

Kyle's face was glowing red by the time he finished talking, his hands felt so sweaty that he literally had to wipe them over his sweater, and his glasses almost turned foggy from the heat.

« I-i-i am? » he murmured, a dumb, nervous smile painted over his face now.

Eric smirked lovingly at him, his eyes slowly going half lidded as they observed every single movement he made, basically studying him.

« Of course you are, Schwartz » he chuckled, « Why else do you think he always keeps you "hidden" in his room whenever you come to town to visit? He's afraid that his friends will give more attention to you than him ».

Kyle felt his knees going weak at that; staring for too long at Eric's hypnotizing eyes was starting to make him feel dizzy, and the air suddenly seemed to have become too hot for him to even breathe in that room.

« Oh, hah, r-r-really? » he smiled awkwardly, one hand coming up to tug at the collar of his sweater now, « Jeez, I don't know about that C-Cartman, I haven't seen the other guys in s-so long ahah, I barely even recognized y-you before. W-wow, is it hot in here or is it me? It's d-definitely me, I have a heat exhaustion condition and my skin g-gets hot very easily if I don't get enough f-fresh air every two to four hours, maybe it's better if I just go take a- » he begun to ramble anxiously.

But before he could even finish his sentence Eric suddenly put a hand over his knee, making him instantly go silent and rigid like a wooden board.

He felt paralysed, his touch was…tender, barely noticeable, but it was still there.

« This is probably gonna sound strange, but… » Eric then murmured as he inched just a little closer to the other teen now, never breaking eye contact as he spoke, « I'm kinda glad that the others haven't found out about you being here in town yet…I like the idea of keeping you all to myself ».

And then Kyle suddenly felt like passing out. Literally. His heart rate increased instantly and his body spasmed with pure chills of adrenaline.

His brain was probably short circulating too, because for a few seconds the guy seemed to have lost even the ability to form proper sentences.

How cute.

« I mean…would you blame me, though? » Eric then whispered as he batted his eyelashes and pouted innocently; « With the way you've grown…man, i bet anyone could hardly resist you now » he gently cooed before reaching up with his other hand and then playfully swirling one of his dark locks with his finger.

And that simple gesture seemed to drive him insane, because his eyes almost had to fight the urge of rolling back in his head behind those lenses.

« I- w-wow, h-ho-honestly- I uhm, I d-d-don't think I'm- wow, I mean- » he stuttered almost breathless.

« You've got it all, Schwartz » but Eric kept going nonetheless, almost like he was trying to convince him that his point was right no matter what now, « You're so smart, talented, pure, kind…and so attractive…almost makes me jealous ». 

At this point their noses were almost touching, Eric was so close that he could almost taste the scent of detergent and hand sanitizer he had on himself.

And his glasses were so foggy that it was almost impossible to see his eyes anymore, so Eric simply moved his gaze to his lips instead.

He was wearing chapstick too, probably cherry, the brunette assumed from the smell. Jesus, how much more of a nerd could this guy possibly be?

« C-c-cartm-m-man- » Kyle then whispered, both with panic and what seemed to be almost arousal.

« You can call me Eric » the other smirked.

« E-e-eric…I'm…» Kyle gulped, lips twitching anxiously, « I-I- I mean- c-could y-you maybe…step b-back a bit? I c-c-can't….can't-...can't breathe- » he gasped.

Eric's eyes followed the other teen's hand as it moved desperately over the table surface now, blindly lookin for his inhaler.

And that's when he started to actually feel a little bad for him, the memory of his asthma problem suddenly occurring to him all over again. He thought it would be better to have at least a bit of mercy on him at the moment.

« Here, let me help » the brunette then offered with a kind smile as he slightly got up from his chair and leaned forward just a little closer to grab his inhaler for him, his face teasingly brushing against his cheek as he reached for the object just behind him.

Once he sat back down his eyes couldn't help but notice how Kyle had been basically staring at him with the most dumbfounded expression he has ever seen, his skin glowing red and his pretty curls sticking to his forehead from the too much sweat. His smug smile grew wide again just by looking at him.

« C'mon, open up » the brunette then whispered with an alluring gaze, a certain air of playfulness in his expression as he held the inhaler closer to his face.

Kyle stared at him in complete astonishment, pupils blown wide and jaw slack. And then, to his surprise, he suddenly inched closer and silently pressed his lips to the spout, closing his eyes and furrowing his eyebrows in slight embarrassment as he begun to take slow and steady lungfuls of sweet oxygen.

And the brunette watched him with tender satisfaction as he breathed; he just looked so vulnerable and sweet, so innocent, so cute. He just wanted to eat him up.

« There, all better now » he then murmured gently once Kyle seemed to have regained his breath, letting out a relieved huff as he detached his lips from the Inhaler; « I'm sorry, it's all my fault » Eric went on with fake innocence, « I shouldn't have stood so close to you before, maybe it's better if I just go downst- ».

« Don't-! » Kyle suddenly interrupted him almost with a shout, instantly shutting his mouth close with embarrassment after his rather exaggerated reaction, « I-I mean-...no, it's o-ok, I-i'm sorry, it's my asthma, I-it's just…I have a t-terrible case and I g-get nervous v-very easily a-and- ».

Cartman bit his lower lip in complete amusement as he listened to his anxious ramblings, this was just the type of confession he had been waiting for this whole time; Kyle didn't want him to leave…so cute.

« Oh? » Eric then lifted one eyebrow with fake surprise before his expression slowly melted into a soft and reassuring one again, « Do I make you nervous, Schwartz? » he joked.

The teen instantly went silent at those words, lips pursed and eyes wide, his hands desperately gripping his legs.

Eric already knew the answer, it was as clear as day, and his body language was as easy to read as an open book for him, but he still liked the idea of teasing him about it more.

« Don't worry, I don't bite » the brunette then reassured with a playful wink, leaning closer again but with much more caution now, « Yet… ».

Kyle gulped, a visibly nervous but still intrigued smile stretching over his face; the bastard was probably starting to really enjoy this little flirting game he had been playing too.

« So tell me… » Eric continued, one finger now playfully circling over his knee « You got a little girlfriend waiting for you back in Connecticut? ».

Kyle immediately let out a frivolous little laugh as he shyly started to fidgeted with the hem of his sweater, « G-g-girlf-friend? M-me? Ahah, nah, n-not really ».

Eric's eyes suddenly gleamed with a different, darker light at those words, « Really? How about a boyfriend then? » he murmured.

The other teen almost choked on his own saliva at that, pupils blown and mouth wide in shock, almost as if Cartman had just said the most ridiculous and unimaginable thing in the universe.

« B-boyfriend? As in…m-male p-partner? Ahaha no no no no, I-I'm not really into t-those….those kind of…t-t-things » he stuttered, eyes now glued to Cartman's finger still caressing his knee.

But Eric didn't had any intention in giving up yet, especially during a rare occasion like this one, where it was just the two of them. Alone. Without any Kyle around to bother them.

« No? Mhh, what a shame… » Eric then tilted his head to the side with a promiscuous little smirk as he eyed his tender lips, « With a pretty face like that it really comes off as hard to believe that you aren't dating anyone, Schwartz… ».

Kyle felt like he could almost die of an heart attack at the compliment; all his life nobody has ever considered him as anything more than just an ugly or painfully awkward and irritating child.

But now? Now it seemed like someone had finally started to truly recognize his existence and the improvements and knowledge that came along with his growth for once.

« You sure you don't wanna try though? » but Eric's question suddenly snapped him back to reality, almost making him fall off his chair from the shock of hearing those words.

« E-e-excuse me? ».

« Y'know…you never kissed a guy before…» the brunette went on casually, « Have you? ».

Kyle bit his lower lip hard, hands now slowly curling into embarrassed little fists.

« No I…I actually haven't…really done that with…with anyone…yet » he then mumbled, clearly ashamed but still somehow determined to keep a discreet tone as he corrected him.

Well, just as Eric had imagined; a twenty one year old young Jewish man, majoring in investment banking, living in a city like Connecticut and with the fortune of probably still owning five billion dollars in his bank account ….still never had his first kiss yet.

Tsk, figures.

He was one of the Broflovskis after all.

But Eric still pretended to be surprised by that "incredible" revelation nonetheless, his eyebrows tilting up and his eyes going wide; « You haven't had your first kiss yet?! » he gasped.

Kyle's face contorted in a mixture of embarrassment, shame and discomfort, all in one single expression; he had nowhere else to hide now, might as well give up and tell the truth.

« N-no… » he murmured almost inaudibly, head low in total shame, « I haven't…».

But unlike his usual "Cartman-esque" self that always had the irritating habit of constantly taunting and making fun of people for these exact types of things, this time Eric simply smiled softly instead.

He just couldn't believe how innocent and pure this guy had still managed to be even after all these years; it was almost like watching a rare dandelion waving in a storm, patiently waiting for the wind to ruin him and blow his delicate seeds away but at the same time still standing perfectly preserved and intact, almost like the very first time he met him.

And God, this gave Eric a certain feeling of power over him, like he was gonna be the first to finally pick up that dandelion off the ground and blow it before anyone else could, like he was gonna be the best thing that Kyle has ever had the chance to feel in his entire life and nothing else could possibly compare ever again after that.

Yes, he loved the idea of having "that" kind of power over people.

« Want me to show you how it feels? » Cartman then whispered, his tone gentle but still slightly uncertain of the possible reaction that could've followed.

He then silently stared at Kyle as the other seemed to have basically frozen in place at that question. He didn't move for a while, eyes fixed on the ground, hands now gripping the hem of his sweater so hard that he could've almost torn a hole in it; and at that point Eric started to actually think that maybe his suggestion had been a little too extreme for him.

But just when he was about to ultimately brush it off by saying that it was all just a joke…

Kyle suddenly nodded.

Eric widened his eyes, teeth suddenly biting the inside of his cheek in the desperate attempt of hiding the mischievous grin that wanted so badly to stretch over his face now. He won.

Kyle was all his now.

The finger that had been so mindlessly circling over Kyle's knee slowly turned into a steady and reassuring grip over it instead, almost making the other teen jump from his seat from the surprise.

God, he was so fucking tense, his legs basically shaking like leaves, his face glowing red, glasses completely foggy.

Cartman licked his lips with anticipation at the sight, this was going to be the best day of his goddamn life.

Meanwhile Kyle stared in complete silence as the other teen slowly, almost torturously, begun to lean closer and closer, his hot breath hitting his face and making his skin shiver.

Their noses brushed together once again, but this time Kyle didn't fight it, he remained perfectly still instead, eyes squeezing shut, lips quivering.

And then the sudden touch of Cartman's lips gently pressed against his, almost making him jerk back in panic.

But he still managed to fight it, body rigid in place and his breath held back as he finally savored the feeling of another person's lips against his for the first time.

Cartman smirked against the other teen's lips, eyes semi-open and pointed at him; he was studying his expression, the way he reacted to the touch.

He then slowly pulled away, licking off his own lips the taste of the other's chapstick before inching closer again and leaving a second kiss, then a third, a fourth, a fifth.

He kept leaving a few more gentle pecks over Kyle's sealed lips before finally smirking and pulling away again: « C'mon, open your mouth » he whispered.

Kyle whimpered shyly, sweat running down his forehead, but he still obliged to the invitation regardless.

Finally, his lips insecurely peeled open and then a startled little mewl followed suit as he suddenly felt Eric's tongue gently sliding in his mouth.

It was slow, and so strangely tender as it initially just pressed and caressed against his; but this was still his first time after all, and he clearly had absolutely no idea on how to react to it.

« You should move your tongue against mine too » Eric chuckled sweetly against his lips after a pause, his tone so low that it was almost inaudible now.

« B-b-but how? I-I d-don't- » but before Kyle could finish Cartman suddenly inched closer again and slowly licked a hot stripe over his lips, coaxing him into just trying again.

And that seemed to work just perfect, because the next second Kyle had already his mouth open once again, almost desperate for Eric to just do his magic trick on him one more time.

And then their tongues finally caressed again, but this time following a much slower and careful rhythm, gently swirling together as they finally begun to enjoy that kiss.

Their teeth bumped together a few times as Eric's movements grew just a tad bit tougher, mostly because of Kyle's inexperience, but it still felt like heaven nonetheless.

Soon enough, Cartman's hand was also on Kyle's face, and it was now gently caressing his cheek in a reassuring way as they just kept making out, his fingers sliding through his pretty dark locks playfully.

And before they knew it, their initially slow and insecure kissing had finally turned into an elastic and heated make out instead.

Eric couldn't be happier, he was so satisfied with himself that he didn't even complain when Kyle gently pushed him off after a while to silently catch his breath.

« I'm sorry- I n-needed to get s-some a-air » Kyle huffed, beet red and sweaty, eyes closed in embarrassment.

Eric smirked; oh, it was more than ok for him, seeing just how hot and worn out he had gotten him after just a few kisses was the greatest accomplishment he could've ever thrived for.

Then Cartman got closer again without saying a word, but this time instead of aiming for his lips he gently pressed a kiss over his cheek instead, his other hand still holding his face in place reassuringly.

He didn't wait for a reaction as he gently left a second kiss on his cheekbone, then the side of his mouth, then his jaw, his ear, and then…

He pressed his lips to his neck.

Kyle would've moaned at the top of his lungs at the sudden feeling if he could, but he desperately bit his lower lip and remained silent instead, trying to avoid getting his cousin to actually hear them from downstairs.

« You smell so good » Eric then murmured, his thumb still lovingly caressing Kyle's face to keep him quiet and relaxed before his lips latched to his neck once again.

Kyle immediately scrunched his face in a mix of embarrassment and pleasure, head almost rolling back in the desperate attempt of presenting more of his skin for him to suck on.

And Eric smugly grinned at that; the bastard loved it, he loved it so much that he was basically offering his entire body to him now just for a few mere kisses that they had shared before.

The brunette kept going regardless, at first only leaving a few more soft and chaste kisses over the pale skin of his neck before finally opening his mouth and unabashedly beginning to suck at the skin instead.

« Oh God- » Kyle gasped in bliss, eyebrows now furrowing under his hair, his jaw falling open even if no sound was coming out.

Kyle's hand immediately reached up, not to push Eric away, but rather to dig his nails in his shoulder from the overwhelming pleasure.

« You liking this? » the brunette teased  between one suck and the other, occasionally leaving a large bite here and there just to mark his skin even more.

« Mhhhh, F-fuuuck- » Kyle whined under his breath, his legs now pressing impossibly tight together as something was already starting to grow hard and rather painful between them.

Psh, fucking virgin, Eric thought.

The brunette still slowly made his way lower, now sucking on the exposed collarbones that used to be hid under his sweater, basically leaving an obscene trail of dark marks all over the poor teen's neck.

Meanwhile his thumb, that had been to tenderly caressing the side of his face, slowly begun to press over his lips too.

Kyle tried to keep his lips sealed for as long as he could in order to avoid being too loud, but as soon as his mouth slightly opened to let out a strangled little moan, Eric took the opportunity to quickly press his thumb over his lips and into the warm inside of his mouth.

There was a slight gag, and then another muffled moan followed after it; Eric momentarily pulled off from Kyle's neck just for the fun of watching his expression as he obscenely moaned and whimpered around his finger.

The sight looked like it came straight out of a porno; Kyle had his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, his glasses messy over his face and his hair disheveled, his neck bruised all over and his Adam's apple bobbing obscenely as he sucked languidly at his thumb.

Cartman could've came just from the satisfaction and gratification of seeing him like that; he was just that good at driving people insane after all.

« What a whore » Eric then playfully smirked at him, thumb caressing his tongue.

And Kyle almost choked at those words, his eyes suddenly went wide and his jaw slack, but before he could even reply Cartman slowly slid his thumb out of his mouth and quickly replaced it with his tongue instead, silencing him with another kiss.

And this one was messy, unabashed, and so undeniably filthy.

Eric found himself running his hands up Kyle's sides now, caressing his torso and his back, fingers dying to just slide under his sweater and touch his skin as he kissed him.

Meanwhile Kyle instinctively wrapped his arms around his neck to keep him closer, so impossibly closer that he could no longer even breathe, hands tangling desperately in his hair.

The old Kyle Schwartz was officially dead now. Replaced by a new, horny, unabashed and straight-forward young man. And God, about time he would finally change!

Eric couldn't even hold back the surprised chuckle when he felt Kyle actually sucking on his tongue now, his tiny little frail hands pulling him closer, his legs almost wrapping around him.

Cartman's bigger hands instinctively reached for Kyle's belt instead, beginning to unbuck it slowly but steadily; a quick blowjob sounded like the best idea at the moment, fast and easy, Kyle wouldn't have to do absolutely anything other than just sit there and watch.

Of course, Eric would've still preferred to bend him over the desk and fuck the shit out of him instead, but since they didn't had a lot of time and the other Kyle was still somewhere downstairs, it would've been best to just keep it fast and quiet.

But speaking of Kyle…

Eric was just about to unzip the other teen's pants, his hands firm as they ran all over his body and manoeuvred him into the positions he liked best, almost as if he was a rag doll.

And Kyle was so lost into bliss that when Eric's hands suddenly left him and immediately pulled away he didn't even realize until he actually blinked his eyes open again.

He then watched with a dumbfounded expression as Eric casually grabbed the phone on the desk and silently started texting, drifting away from him and pretending like he had never even touched him or seen him before.

« Wha-...why… » Kyle murmured, all confused and out of breath, « Why did you stop? ».

But that's when his cousin suddenly reappeared at the door, videogame in hand as he stomped closer and closer and then finally entered the room.

And that's when he almost died of a heart attack.

He let out a startled little scream and immediately turned back around to curve over his desk again, one hand instinctively grabbing one book and putting it over his legs just to avoid making his boner any more visible.

Luckily the redhead Kyle didn't even seem to notice his weird cousin's reaction at all, because his eyes were too focused studying Cartman instead.

« I'm back » the redhead then announced as if it hadn't been clear enough, his hand waving the game he had been looking for in the basement this entire time, « Here's your stupid fucking game, Asshole » he said to the Brunette.

Cartman instinctively looked up from the phone with a lost expression, acting like he had never even heard him stepping inside, and then a little smile tugged at the corner of his lips as soon as he saw the game he was holding.

« Ah, took you long enough, Kahl » he commented nonchalantly before grabbing it and examining it.

But the redhead still stared at him with his brows furrowed and eyes squinted, looking at him up and down before turning his head back and throwing a suspicious look at his cousin too.

« You guys didn't fight or anything while I was gone, did you? » he asked with gritted teeth as his arms now slowly crossed against his chest.

Cartman widened his eyes in fake stupor at that, « Fight? Hell nah, Dude! Your cousin's way too cool for that! » he then chuckled with a teasing smirk, thriving on the slight look of disappointment painted on Kyle's face.

« He's actually been showing me all the interesting investment banking and economy studies he's been doing in college! » the brunette kept going nonetheless, lying calmly like it was his first nature, « You have no idea of how useful these subjects are, man! Your cousin might even have a brighter future than yours one day! ».

And the look that followed on Kyle's face was priceless; it was a mix of jealousy, shock and complete astonishment.

« Is he saying the truth? » Kyle then asked to his cousin, to which the other replied by simply nodding and giving a thumbs up, too scared to even speak or lift his face off the book he was pretending to read.

Well, that was…unexpected.

« Ok well…You finally got your stupid game fatass, so you might as well fucking leave now » Kyle still reminded him with a passive aggressive smile.

And Eric simply smirked in return, completely unbothered by the rude comment, on the contrary, almost pleased with the irritated look on his face. He just looked so cute when he was angry.

« Of course, always a pleasure makin business with you Kahl » the brunette then cooed as he proudly swung the videogame around, but just when he was about to walk out the bedroom door he suddenly turned around again.

« Oh! Almost forgot! » he exclaimed before walking quickly towards Kyle's cousin at the desk and gently handing him the phone, « Here! This is yours, thank you for showing me all your awesome dorms and classes! » he smiled with fake enthusiasm, flashing him a quick wink before finally leaving.

« Byeee! Don't come back any time soon! » the redhead Kyle then sang with another sarcastic smile as he waved at him and then slammed the bedroom door shut as soon as the bigger teen had finally stepped out.

The two cousins then both remained in silence for a second, both staring at the door as they heard the footsteps gradually getting further and further away before finally disappearing completely.

« Tsk, can you fucking believe that guy? » the redhead commented after a while, shaking his head in disbelief as he slowly made his way towards his bed and then lazily flopped on the mattress, « What a pain in the ass, uh? I'm glad that at least he didn't try to hurt you or anything, otherwise I would've sent him home in a fucking coffin right now! » he huffed.

But his cousin didn't reply to the comments, he was currently too stunned to even speak, eyes practically glued on the phone that Eric had taken from him before without even having him noticing.

-325472986

"Let's fuck around sometime"

It was written on the screen.

And Kyle's heartbeat grew faster as he just kept reading that text over and over and over in his head.

He felt his knees buckling and his breath running short just by thinking about the next time they'd finally get to see each other again.

He couldn't wait.