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[personal profile] drawstring 2015-10-11 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
( despite cartman being a shitstain of a human being, his mother has always treated kenny with a particular breed of kindness, not native to the south park region of the world. only multiplying past grade school and into the awkward bridge of high school, his relationship with cartman fell stagnant with his refusal to grow up and their ever expanding puberty ridden minds of experimenting with women, and other things -- drugs and alcohol for kenny, exercise and cheating classes for cartman. since things with cartman have fallen standstill, kenny considers liane a -- friend, almost. an older friend, to be sure, but on occasions where he and cartman used to play megaman with dolls and their imaginations, he now finds himself having long conversations with ms. cartman, while she prepares dinner, while she cleans the house.

( he's old enough to find her promiscuity enticing, attractive, but he promises that isn't the only reason why they've grown closer. promises. )

( still, though -- money for sex? kenny could do that. hell, kenny needs to do that, still as starved as he was eight years ago. )

on the rare summer occasions when the south park weather is decent enough, kenny volunteers to mow the cartman's lawn -- as a thank you to liane, mostly, because cartman certainly isn't going to do it, and kenny would feel guilt in his bones if he let liane see to it on her own. it's not all bad, truthfully. he can sometimes catch the sights and sounds of liane wanking in her second floor room, window left open for the birds and kenny to hear, which he isn't one to complain about. he cartman's are only a little bit better off than he, so he does this work for them for free -- accepts payment in the form of liane's lemonade, or her hand ruffling up his blond hair. of course, cartman gets a kick out of doing kenny doing hard, manual labor for him and his family, but cartman can definitely go fuck himself -- his mom is a fucking hottie, and kenny has no issue reminding him of that, of telling him just what he's like to do to his mother's body.

they stop talking about it, which kenny is grateful for. he still wants to fuck his mom, though.

orange parka left at home for the blessed weather, kenny wipes sweat from his brow with the bottom of his white tshirt, opting just to take it off in the heat of the sun. kenny glances back at his work on their lawn and considers it a job well done, with drinking lemonade and maybe stealing a quick shower, the only things left to do with his time here. he almost wishes there was more lawn to mow, lame as it is, so he has an excuse to spend more time here -- he won't overstay his welcome, though, knows he needs to get home eventually and curl up in bed next to his sister and kiss her goodnight, but when he's at the cartman's, he can pretend that his life is just a little bit less shitty then it is. liane makes it better, and kenny likes her for it.
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Hey, Ms. Cartman? ( kenny steps in through their backdoor, looking for her -- not around, and he doesn't hear the shower running, which means she must be up in her room. swallowing nerves and idle daydreams, he heads up the stairs, silently opening liane's door -- he should've knocked, what an asshole -- ) Hey, Ms. Ca -- ( only to be met with her naked body, legs spread and pussy open, almost like she was waiting for him ( but probably someone else, definitely someone else ). kenny slams the door shut, face flushed but pants growing tighter as he thinks about the image now burned into his mind -- every time he closes his eyes it's like she's there again, and kenny can taste her sex in the air. his hand is clenched tight around the doorknob, forehead leaning against the wood frame. )

Shit, sorry, sorry, Ms. Cartman, sorry. I just -- fuck, I'm so sorry.
Edited 2015-10-11 17:19 (UTC)
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[personal profile] drawstring 2015-10-13 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
( he's not shy about sexual things, of course -- he never has been, ever since he can first remember walking in on his parents fucking and quickly running to tell the other boys about his splendor. sex has always interested him, where it disgusted and confused other kids at a young age. some boys had daydreams about terrance and phillip or chimpokomon, while kenny was stuck thinking about fucking bebe up the ass, or what sex in general feels like, what kind of wisdom is bestowed once you lose your v-card. he discovered his right hand at an early age ( though not as early as stan, jacking it in san diego ), and his sex drive really hasn't gone down since then -- jerking it off on the railroads by his house, too scared to do it inside for fear of his parents hearing and beating his ass for being a faggot, or worse, his sister walking in.

point is, despite his definite curiosity for sexual things, he remains altogether virginal -- he once joined craig's gang for a circle jerk, once sword fought with stan as a joke while kyle and cartman laughed, once received a dry, tugging handjob from annie nelson underneath the bleachers at south park high -- but far as hard, penetrative, sweaty sex is concerned, kenny is a virgin. not by choice, he would've popped it ages ago if he were better at talking with girls, if he stopped hiding in the hood of his parka, letting his words get muffled by the regular cacophony of south park. maybe he'd crawl out of his shell eventually, but he never expected the opportunity to fall right into his lap, ms. cartman in her robe and her hand at his face, kenny wide eyed and innocent as he could be considered, trying to keep his eyes level.

he does like her -- probably has the world's biggest crush on one of his best friends' moms, but it's not purely something born from sexual fantasy, from a teenager's puberty. he likes her because she's sweet, because she's like the mother he never had for as fucked up as that sounds -- she's interesting, and she always has kind things to say to kenny, always makes him smile sheepishly into the top of his parka. she's never done this before, though, never shown any interest in him sexually the way he exudes to her. some part of him thinks it might be a messed up function from her brain space -- like she needs to have sex with him in order to make him stay, but it's never been anything like that. cartman may move away after high school, but liane will always have kenny. he's just as stuck as she is.
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No, I just... ( he takes a step in, purposeful, hesitant hands reaching forward to touch her waist, bunch up her robe. he tilts his head, eyes glancing down to her body, wanting to her expose her again -- he doesn't think about the age difference between them, anyway, because it's not like he's at a loss here. fucking an older chick? nothing wrong with that. ) I thought you were waiting for someone, ma'am. I didn't know you were expecting -- well, me. It's kind of surprising.

( but he grins, cheeky, leaning forward so he can kiss her cheek, politely. he's a good boy. )

Can we go back inside? I promise I'll stop being a gentleman.
Edited 2015-10-13 05:57 (UTC)