Disclaimer: I, Drowned-in-Blood, and my co-writer: Impassive Tears, do not have any ownership of the South Park Boys.

Pairings: Creek, Dip, Bunny, and Style.

Authoress's Notes: So we're totes back- more insanity to dish out than the last time. We left a lot of loose ends to tie up. :3 Here we goo!

Perfectly Imperfect: Ch. One

Tweek was late- and was absolutely miserable about it. The doctors had told him they wouldn't perform the C-section until he was in labor, something about wanting to make sure the baby was as healthy as could be. In front of him he held a leaflet full of remedies to help bring on labor.

"C-craig?" He called, skimming his eyes quickly over the list.

Craig knew that Tweek wasn't in the most comfortable of positions. He bit on his lip gently, "Yes, Tweekie?" His head rested gently on the younger's shoulder. "See any methods you want to try?" There were a few things that caught the ravenette's attention. They could go on a pretty lengthy walk to help, "Wanna try that one?"

Tweek yawned, rubbing his eyes. "I h-hate walking. You k-know that." Tweek dismissed. "We can g-go later, if that's the l-last - nngh - resort, but l'lets try something else. He looked at the next thing on the list.

"We can have, um, h-herbal tea and s-spicy food?"

"Are you sure? That might upset your stomach more than sending you into labor." The elder teen shook his head, thinking upon it, "We could try having sex." He half kidded, knowing Tweek wouldn't be down with the idea. Heck, they hadn't so much as even thought about it in the past nine months.

Tweek widened his eyes, and raised his eyebrows. Was that the only thing on Craig's mind? He turned his gaze back to the leaflet, but, as luck would have it, there it was. Sex. Right at the bottom, saying it's the most highly recommended. Damn.

He looked down at his swollen stomach. As much as the babies were hurting him, he didn't want to risk hurting the babies. "W-would it be safe?" He asked cautiously.

"Of course it would be; Tweekie." He kissed him on the forehead, "I'll be extra gentle too." A hand brushed through those soft, yellowy locks. His free palm came down to lightly rub that prominent belly. Those cobalt eyes fell upon his lover's pretty ones. "Unless there is something else you want to try first?"

Tweek considered, skimming the list thoroughly. He was still a little anxious but mewled at Craig's touch. "Okay, but y-you're going to h-have to be on top or I'll flatten y-you." Tweek smiled, kissing Craig on his angular cheek.

"You won't smoosh me." A small chuckle came from the chullo clad teen. Craig's hands proceeded further down the other's shoulder, resting them gently on his hips. "Though I don't think the couch is the most appropriate place to do this..." He smirked playfully, "Not enough room on it."

Tweek rolled his eyes, agreeing. He was slightly apprehensive, but gleeful he had a chance to speed up his labor AND pleasure Craig. He hadn't been too nice to his fiancé in recent times. Tweek's hands slipped into Craig's. "No...But t-the bedroom is." Tweek snarked and lead them to the room, unsure of what to do. Tweek was self-conscious and uncomfortable, given they hadn't done too much in months and the fact he was carrying two, very large babies. He turned to Craig and his thoughts disappeared as he pressed his lips against Craig's own ones.

No matter how snippy Tweek had been with him over the past nine months, Craig could easily forgive. There were plenty of reasons for it; the pregnancy and the rare chance that Craig did something incredibly stupid. "Damn right it is." He couldn't help the smirk that crossed his lips as they both made it into their room. Slowly, he lowered Tweek down to the bed using his arm as a protective brace.

"You look so cute like that." He purred softly, looming over that big belly. Those lips met with the side of Tweek's neck, teeth gently teasing his flesh. Craig admired his lover lying so willing beneath him as he proceeded to pull the other's clothing off.

Tweek blushed at Craig's compliments, gently nipping his jaw as Craig brushed against his neck. Tweek's top was taken off and his cheeks reddened even more, knowing Craig was staring at his swollen flesh. He was embarrassed by it; having been so obsessed with being thin a long time ago, but also loved it at the same time, knowing it was his little babies' home.

"Make it q-quick." Tweek breathed, not that he wanted it rough, just that he didn't want to prolong things, and end up in labor with a still erect dick

"All right, all right." He replied softly at his lover's wish. Craig was quite hopeful that this would speed the process up so they could finally meet their little ones. It took only moments for him to finish undressing the pregnant teen, his own soon pooling beside Tweek's. He took the lubricant off of their night stand and slickened his fingers with the cool, oily substance and slipped a digit inside. In the least, Craig wanted to get Tweek off before he had his way with him. Craig pressed against that tender bundle of nerves, watching the blonde's beautiful expressions as he did so. His other hand worked Tweek's leaking shaft, working the precum into the soft skin.

Tweek gasped as Craig touched him, whimpering beyond parted lips. Craig's hand was on him, and inside him, and it felt amazing. Nothing could compare, in Tweek's mind, when Craig and Tweek became one, pleasuring and loving each other. He nudged Craig gently, indicating he was ready for the next finger. It hurt a little, a bit more than all the other times, but it was fine, for Tweek.

Those deep cobalt eyes locked on Tweek's cute face, slipping the next finger inside to better loosen that tight opening. The hand on the blonde's shaft moved at a slow, gentle pace, teasing him with every little stroke. He wanted to make sure Tweek was good and comfortable before proceeded any further. His digits spread apart inside the yellow haired teen, only causing himself a great deal more excited. Those little noises escaping from Tweek weren't helping him a whole lot either.

Tweek could barely take it - all he wanted was for Craig to be in him. Oh, and those damn kids to stop kicking his internal organs all the time, but mostly just his lust and desire consumed him. He wanted Craig to take him there and then, but knew it wouldn't be painless, not with the lack of activity prior. It was almost like Tweek was a virgin. "N-next finger." He whispered, closing his eyes as Craig taunted him, brushing against all the right places, making him occasionally cry out as he touched his sweet spot.

The ravenette was more than happy to comply with Tweek's little whimper, that third finger slipping alongside the two he had already plunged inside. Craig crossed all three of the digits inside his lover and gave a few gentle twists, ensuring that he would at least hit that sweet spot. He knew all too well that he couldn't hold back much longer himself either. "You ready, Tweekie?" Craig purred out softly.

Tweek nodded, tangling his fingers in Craig's dark hair. He leaned down, but found the fingers on his other hand couldn't quite grasp his dick without hurting his baby package.

Craig pulled his fingers free from his lover, grabbing the lube once more. He applied a good amount onto his stiff cock, "Might be a bit more comfortable if your butt's closer to the edge of the bed. I'll fuck you while I'm standing." The raven haired teen smirked, gently pulling Tweek closer to the edge of the bed.

Tweek jerked his head, shuffling. He thought of Craig fucking him against a wall, an image conjured by the concept of Craig standing, and figured they would try it another time, when he wasn't carrying the twins. Though, they probably wouldn't have that much time do it for a few years. Tweek didn't like that thought.

"I'm r-ready." Tweek insisted, anticipating feeling full with Craig again.

"Good..." Craig purred, the tip of his cock nudging its way inside of that taut channel. A soft hiss came from his lips, feeling those walls clench down on his throbbing cock. He brought his hand down to stroke Tweek's member, fingers gently teasing the tip.

Tweek winced, his eyes spilling with tears at the intrusion. It would take a while to get used to the feeling again. He tried to calm down and relax, but his body just convulsed as he did his best to adjust. Craig's pleasuring did little to console him, but it did a bit, and gave him strength. "Y-you c-can carry on." He whimpered.

Craig couldn't help but stop to lean down and steal a kiss from those pretty lips. He managed to fully sheath himself inside, "You going to be all right?" Making sure Tweek was comfortable and enjoying himself was more important than his own satisfaction. The last thing he wanted to do was have his lover hurting.

Tweek kissed back, and parted them. "I'm f-fine." He fibbed, because he knew it should begin to feel good soon. He could feel Craig stretching him, opening him wide with his member and it hurt, but it made him feel amazing as well, and his erection didn't die down. "P-please move?" He requested, moving his hands to wipe away his tears then rest on his stomach.

He was hesitant at first, but started to shift his hips. A grunt escaped from his lips, his hand still steadily working his lover's member. It had been quite some time since he had gotten to make love with Tweek, and it felt damn good. His eyes closed as he moved slowly, setting himself a gentle pace. Craig rested his free hand over's Tweek's, gently squeezing it.

Tweek smiled as he felt Craig's hand on his; small gestures like that meant the world to him. As Craig thrust inside of him, Tweek softly moaned, waiting for his sweet spot to be found before giving Craig the "go ahead". He arched his back, and successfully had Craig hit that spot, sending waves of bliss over him. "F-faster." Tweek pleaded.

Craig began to quicken the movements of his hips, watching his lover intently now. "Like that?" He asked him in a playful manner. The ravenette could not take his focus off of the blonde so caught up in the throes of pleasure. He squeezed Tweek's hand gently, his lower body rolling forward into that tight canal.

"Nngh, Craig!" Tweek had barely any stamina, perhaps from all the extra hormones in his system, and he knew he wouldn't even be able to last long. He saw stars again and again, the ecstasy taking over him. "C-craig I'm g-gona - gonna-" He came, but it was accompanied by a foreign feeling. Coming out his ass, to be precise. He didn't think it was Craig's cum but he wasn't sure. Then again, had his water just broke?

In the moment right before his impending orgasm, Craig felt the burst of liquid. "Tweek…?" He pulled himself free as he stood back just a bit. "Did… did your water break?" His cock was still hard, but there were far more pressing matters to attend to now- namely getting Tweekie to the hospital.

Tweek sat up, but his face crumpled as Craig began to get dressed, leaving him to pull on his large jumper and jeans. "C-craig, I'm s-scared." Tweek whined, as his breathing started to hitch. Oh god! Tweek couldn't have a panic attack then! He did his best to calm himself down, like he had before sex, but he was terrified. What if something went wrong? What if the babies got hurt? What if Tweek died? Tweek shuddered, trying to regain his breath as he stifled sobs, petrified of what was to come.

He wrapped an arm around the other's shoulder, "Try and relax a little." Though, he was sure that wouldn't help a whole lot. "C'mon, I'll carry you if you need me too." Craig promised, wanting to get Tweek to calm himself a little. Extra stress was definitely not a good thing for their babies. "And I'm here… don't worry Tweek." He whispered softly.

Tweek nodded, sniffling. "You're always here." Tweek muttered, but looked up at Craig with a small smile. Tweek grabbed Craig's hand, shakily standing up. "O-okay lets g-go." Tweek said brightly, though he was still very much on edge. "At l-least I won't be f-fat anymore." Tweek contemplated, as if that was the only important thing to come out of being in labor.