Don't fuck with me.

Imma reblog this, just send an ask saying ‘x’ or a msg to which ever acc you wanna rp with- Kenny | Stan | Kyle | Wendy | Bebe | Craig 

He always admired how bold she was, and when she moved his hand to her hip his face flushed slightly. They’ve been on and off so much that actually getting to be like this was rare, especially since they didn’t have a place they could be really alone. But with her parents not being here and being outside of that damn farm, it actually helped him to relax a bit more. He closed his eyes as well when he felt her lips against his, opening his mouth just enough for them to deepen the kiss. Did his stomach hurt? absolutely. He was nervous as hell, kissing Wendy was god-like. Her hair smelled so good, and Stan brought up his hand to run his fingers through it as he kissed her. However, it didn’t trigger vomiting. Maybe because his stomach was empty, and he started to ease into their kiss more. Finally he moved the bucket and returned the hand to her hip, pulling her closer. He decided to take dominance for once and kissed her harder. It was nothing like the sweet kiss they shared earlier, it felt more powerful, hot and intense. He poured all of his feelings into it; how he truly felt about Wendy, for how long he had dreamed of just holding her in his arms like that.

I’m tired…

“Uh… it doesn’t happen only during or after kisses. Remember that one time Saddam Hussein wanted to destroy Earth and that asshole Gregory kid stole MY idea of La Resistance? well, I remember that during that time I threw up whenever you spoke to me. It got better over time.” He shrugged, leaning in to kiss the top of her head with a smile. “As you can tell, I don’t throw up every time I see you anymore. It happens when I’m feeling really overwhelmed. Like, have you seen yourself? I mean- who wouldn’t get butterflies in their stomach and throw up… and Token doesn’t count. He’s an asshole too.”

"Okay- I think we could experiment a little with this. If you feel a wave of nausea, squeeze my hip so I know to move away. That way we can find out if its a time scale type of thing or it just happens when we're finished." She moved his hand onto her hip and smiled. The girl moved to bucket back to his side before kissing him once again, slipping her eyes shut as she deepened the kiss.

The girl then led the noirette to her home. “Take your shoes off, my moms very particular about that.” She said, closing the door behind them before removing her own shoes, placing them on the shoe rack by the door. She then unbuttoned her purple coat, sliding it off and placing it on one of the coat hooks, revealing a cute pastel purple blouse with a white collar tucked into her skirt. “Come on.” She said, heading up the stairs.

He followed the girl to her room and went inside after her, always amazed by how organized and colorful it was. He sat down on the carpet in the middle of the room, leaning his back against her bed. “Whoa, looks like we made it in time,” he pointed to the window, taps of October rain were hitting against it. “Jesus. We would have gotten so wet if we were to head back to the farm right now… phew, dodged that one.” He looked at her from across the room and moved to the side, placing his arm on the bed and tapping the space next to him. “Come sit with me? I promise, we’ll study after this. I just want to hug you a bit… if it’s okay,” he hesitated and smiled awkwardly. Thankfully his stomach was empty from any food.

"So I have a question.. Does the wave of nausea happen during the kiss or just after?" She asked, gently holding his hand.

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the answer is c

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