honestly just hit me, it can work ✿
Kees kees ;; accepting
32. Forced kiss
blue eyes stare wide and disbelieving at the chubby bastard in front of her. " no fucking way. dude. " he can't actively make her do things like that --except, he one hundred percent could. he has everything he needs to basically get her to dance like a puppet on his string. and even worse, he knows it.
it wasn't like she hasn't kissed him before. a few in public, their first kiss when he lost it and fucking slammed his mouth into hers and let her in on the fact that he knew who she really was. that he was technically her GIRLFRIEND ( and, a panicked thought entered her head -- if this lasts long enough for an anniversary, would he force her to celebrate the day that cat and sadie started dating as opposed to the day the blackmail started ? ) but those kisses were initiated by him. he leaned in, kissed her, said some shit loudly to kyle about him being jealous at not having a boyfriend when it was met with the anticipated disgust. she hadn't actually started any of it yet. it was for show, and wasn't...real.
but he deals with her, and is her BOYFRIEND and real boyfriends deserve real kisses.
a small peck won't do in this setting -- it's eric fucking cartman, of course he wants more than that. he wants to mock her about how much she wants him, wants to take it to far and belittle her like she's the needy one. ( or, a traitorous part of her brain that has been FAR too active lately chimes in, maybe he actually just wants to kiss you. )
there's a moment where sadie's just sat on his bed, squirming under his gaze and feeling small and nauseous ( whether her normal brand of nerves or other, she doesn't bother picking through) before she cracks. slowly moving in, like she's afraid he's going to try something and fuck with her even more, she closes her eyes and presses her lips against his own.
it's actually -- not that bad.
a soft sort of relieved sound fills the room, hand raising and curling in eric's hair as she stays there for maybe a minute or two longer than she intended. she only really manages to stop herself and come back to her senses when she realizes she was gravitating towards him, almost putting herself in his lap and full on MAKING OUT with him instead of just a kiss. that thought should've been like a bucket of cold water, but instead she just pulls away a little with a flaming face and churning stomach.
" there, are you happy ?" sadie cant even look at him anymore, gaze falling to the bedspread she was suddenly Very Interested in. it hadn't meant shit, it was just nice to get physical affection in general when she's been aching for it so long, really ...
maybe she WAS the needy one
