KYLE POV
"Kenny!!" I yelled, Stan kissing my neck roughly. I can feel his nails digging into my waist as his alcohol-tainted breath hits my neck, his drinking problem has gotten worse to the point he gets more perverted than Kenny. I never thought I'd be saying that.. "KENnmth..!" Stan deeply kissed my legs, its sloppy and careless unlike my stan's kisses.. Just as Stanley tries to take my shirt off, Kenny rips him off me, his nails sliding across my skin with heavy force. Kenny pushes stan off to the side, walking over to comfort me, this just angers stan. I know it does. "I told you to stop drinking, It scares Ky, you know that." Stan just glares.
Kenny gently lays me on my bed, tucking me in and kissing my lips before dragging Stan out. Kenny can handle Stan when he's drunk, but I cant. He gets violent and really rough, I worry about him. Both of them. I can hear quiet moans and slapping noises, and stan shouting at Kenny. I hate when stan is drunk.. I just pull my pillow over my head and cry silently.
KENNY POV"FUCK!" I yell as Stan slams into my behind, thrusting in and out in and out in a horrible relentless pace, thought I stay quiet. For Ky. He pulls on my hair, forcing me to look back at him, my eyes rolling back. That smirk plastered on his face makes me want to throw up. I whimper quietly, burying my face into my arms as I rest my head on the table next to the wall, stan still assaulting my behind and jerking me off roughly.
I can hear Kyle's soft sobs from the otherside of the wall, I can't go in there or else Stan will follow and I don't want a repeat from last time.. "A-Agh..~ Ngh..!" I whine and just take it. That's all I can do. I love stan and he's so sweet and protective when sober. I just wish that night didnt happen.. I can't help but wonder about the alternative of now if it didn't happen, my thoughts of Stan cuddling with me and Kyle, kissing us softly were interrupted as Stan came inside me.
Stan pushes me against the table as he finishes, walking to the bathroom to probably jerk off more. He just abandons me here, holding onto the table for support as he leaves me edging. I softly jerk myself off, hoping Stan cant hear me. He hates when I touch myself, I dont know why.
When I'm done I go to the closet to get my pj's on and grab my hoodie, walking out the room and softly closing the door. I walk over to Kyle who's still up, tear stains covering his cheeks. "Hey Ky," I whisper, receiving a silent hi, i ask him to sit up and he does. I start to gently unclothe him and he lets me because im not stan, i never will be again. I softly put my hoodie over his head and he gladly snuggles into it as I cuddle up to him.Kyle, I will do everything to protect you.
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