Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/12390324.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      South_Park
  Relationship:
      Craig_Tucker/Tweek_Tweak
  Character:
      Tweek_Tweak, Craig_Tucker, Coon_and_Friends, Freedom_Pals, Wonder_Tweek,
      Super_Craig
  Additional Tags:
      Bondage, Mildly_Dubious_Consent, Anal_Sex, South_Park:_The_Fractured_But
      Whole, PWP, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-17 Words: 1510
****** At Super Craig's Mercy ******
by sakurami
Summary
     Infuriated that Wonder Tweek abandoned him to join Freedom Pals,
     Super Craig convinces Coon to follow through with his diabolical
     master plan to kidnap Wonder Tweek back and make sure he'll never
     even think about leaving again.
Notes
     oookkkayyyy this is my first time writing porn. tweek eventually
     gives in but i tagged rape just to be extra sensitive. as well as
     underage. i made them all two years older, so it's still shota but
     now they're also very pubescent :^)))
See the end of the work for more notes
As he walked away from the first victorious battle against the Freedom Pals,
Craig took in one last glance. His eyes were fixated on Wonder Tweek in
particular, who was beaten down along with the rest of his team, laying
lifelessly on the street. That damn spazz abandoned me just because he didn’t
get his own movies, he thought. For the past weeks they’d been discussing the
new franchise plan, with the sudden occurrence of civil war against Mysterion’s
“Freedom Pals”, concentration on his new upcoming Super Craig movie was proving
difficult as he couldn’t get his mind off of the fact that Tweek would just
walk out on him if it meant getting his movies earlier.
Craig found that he just wasn’t as hype about the franchise as he initially
was. And every time they’d come face to face with the Freedom Pals, he found
himself angrily glaring at them--and that anger would escalate every goddamn
time he saw them. Unmistakably, his eyes were on specifically on Wonder Tweek.
In other words, Tweek Tweak, his ex-boyfriend who apparently left him just
because he was unsatisfied with the franchise plan. Now, he was starting to
take this game and the franchise as seriously as the rest of them, but his only
obstacle was Tweek.
That evening, after their first fight against Freedom Pals with the addition of
New Kid, Craig asked Cartman to call a meeting in their secret base (or rather,
Cartman’s basement).
“W-w-what’s this about t-then, Coon?”
“Yeah, what’s so urgent?”
“We need Wonder Tweek back. Desperately,” Cartman began.
“Huh? But why? He walked out our fucking franchise; it’s the Freedom Pals’
fault if it becomes a huge loss for them. We’re doing fine on our own,” Clyde
retorted in his stuffy Mosquito voice.
“I agree w-with Mosquito,” said Jimmy.
“For all we know, trying to convince him to come back to our side may be more
trouble than it’s worth. We might start up even more trouble with Freedom Pals,
which would just give Professor Chaos an advantage,” Kyle added.
“You guys don’t understand,” Cartman told them. “So apparently, Super Craig
informed me that he and Wonder Craig share a move. And it’s their combined
ULTIMATE! Do you even know how much of a loss we’re at if we don’t have it?”
“That’s correct,” stated Craig.
“AND! Dare I say we won’t even have a fanbase if they found out that Super
Craig and Wonder Tweek aren’t together? Our franchise would go to shit.”
“Oh god, you’re right!” Kyle exclaimed, in slight panic. The rest of them sat
there in awe.
“Jesus! What are we gonna do?”
“Well, I have a plan,” Super Craig finally told them.
“Yes, he does. Super Craig, do tell. This will be a group effort,” Cartman
snickered cunningly, as if he was the one who devised the plan.
 
-
Tweek woke up inside a dark room. The odor was oddly familiar, though. And it
wasn't very faint; the whole room smelled like fart. He recognized the foul
odor from the back of his head, but was unable to recall where it came from.
No, it can't be...
He came to realization. This was Cartman's basement.
He heard a light switch being flickered, and a it flashed white before he
looked up to gaze at Craig, Clyde, Token, Kyle, and Cartman all sitting at the
conference table, facing him.
"What the hell?! Is this some kind of joke?" He attempted to say before
noticing that his mouth was sealed with a thick strip of duct tape.
And that his hands were tightly tied behind his back.
And that his legs were tied together, putting him in a fetal position against
the wall.
"Hello, Wonder Tweek," Cartman greeted cunningly.
"Long time no see," Craig followed.
Tweek continued to stay silent, only staring back directly at Craig with
rebellious eyes.
"I see. Not talking, are you?" Craig walked over to him and ripped the tape off
of his mouth, forcing a high-pitched squeak to come out of the boy. He grabbed
his hair and slammed it against the wall, causing Tweek to shudder and whimper.
"Out, now. All of you," Craig snapped as he looked back at Coon and Friends,
gesturing them towards the door.
"Now," Craig proceeded to untie Tweek's legs. "Talk."
Tweek continued to shiver at him, but said nothing.
Craig suddenly yanked off Tweek's trousers, along with his underpants. "Talk, I
said." Tweek could feel his face getting hotter, yet he was still putting up
resistance. He looked down again, recognizing the bulge arising in Craig's
pants. Craig chuckled in amusement. "Fine then, I'll just test your limits. You
won't last five minutes." Seeing Craig's bulge and Craig's somewhat dirty talk
had made him semi-hard, and it was just hanging out there, waiting to be
touched. Only then did he begin to panic.
"Let me go, you sick bastard!"
With that, he grabbed Tweek's dick and immediately started rubbing, gripping it
painfully hard.
"Ngh-!"
"Not until you surrender. Why did you leave me? Just to get your own damn
movie? You're not very loyal to me," Craig retorted harshly in his deep voice;
slightly louder than his normal volume. He took his other hand and rubbed his
thumb over Tweek's entrance. When he quickened his pace, Tweek became
increasingly worried that he wouldn't be able to last. He then finally let his
voice out in sheer distress.
"P-Please...Craig, ahh, nggh! S-stop!!" Tweek was moaning wantonly.
Hearing Tweek's voice made Craig physically incapable of stopping. He felt his
dick twitch when Tweek exclaimed his name in pleasure, so he increased his pace
and forced Tweek's sweet release in seconds. Tweek was flushed, and breathing
heavily against the wall. Craig was achingly hard at this point, and lost his
sense of reason. Tweek was too wasted to hear the sound of Craig undoing his
belt and dropping his bottoms. Hence, he nearly choked when he felt a hand grab
his hair once again and a dick being forcefully shoved into his mouth. Saliva
dripped down his chin, and it was an extremely lewd sight. Craig took it in,
and then closed his eyes. Although the girth was already forcing tears at the
corners of Tweek's eyes, he couldn't handle it anymore and plunged his entire
length into Tweek's mouth. He rocked his hips as Tweek choked, and spilled his
semen all over Tweek's already wet face.
Before being able to say anything more in protest, Tweek coughed and gagged.
After a few seconds, the urge to continue hit Craig, and within a moment, he
forced Tweek's legs apart and dove his head right between them. He began to
lick at Tweek's slick hole.
“A-Ahh…Craig..!” Tweek threw his head back, hands shooting up to wrap around
Craig. Only being able to moan made Tweek's situation worse. Craig had taken
his other hand to jerk himself off as he performed the rimjob. Tweek was
extremely close to coming again. He could feel it. He squeezed his eyes,
preparing for the humiliation.
But he couldn't. Craig stopped just in time, which was totally unsatisfying. He
quickly positioned himself, and Tweek realized what he was about to do.
"W-wait!! What are you do-"
"Please, Tweek. It's already this bad." He uttered before shoving himself in,
forcing an indulgent moan from both boys.
"Oh, Tweek!" Craig started to move his hips at a leisurely pace. His rapid
breath hit Tweek's neck as he leaned over.
"Craig, untie my hands...please..." The ropes dropped to the ground, and Tweek
immediately threw his arms around Craig's neck. Craig lifted Tweek up and
pushed him up against the wall. He soon was moving at a steady pace. They
shared a kiss; their tongues battling for dominance.
"Ahh! Mmm...y-yes, Craig, more…"
Tweek knew his moans drove Craig crazy. Regardless, he only wanted to be
enveloped by the heat he was in at the moment. He needed more. He wanted to
feel Craig inside him. Craig's thigh's continued to slap Tweek's ass, and now
he was mercilessly pounding him.
"O-OH TWEEK! TWEEK-! I LOVE YOU TWEEK! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME AGAIN!" Craig
moaned.
"I L-L-LOVE-! I L-L-L-LOVE YOU TOO...CRAIG!"
The two came at the same time, and sunk to their knees, heavily panting. They
didn't know what to say to each other. Both went to wash up after realizing no
one else was home.
"Honestly, Craig...I left because the franchise plan was created by Cartman. It
fucking sucked. I thought you'd walk out with me; sorry for being so petty,"
Tweek admitted on the way home.
"You're not at fault, Tweek," Craig smiled, something that Tweek didn't get to
see often. "Yeah, I probably should've followed you...I was just in shock and
thought it was some cruel joke on me or that you were mad for some reason."
Tweek smiled back, and ruffled his boyfriend's hair as he walked up to his
doorstep. He waved, still with a grin on his face. "Text me," he shouted before
entering.
End Notes
     thx for reading!!!
Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed
their work!