the bonfire’s warmth washed over you as you say on cartman’s lap. one of eric’s arms firmly placed on your hips as he holds you in place, just an extra warning to the other boys not to even look at you. his attention is all on you as kyle talks to him. his fingers lazily dragging through your hair, settling the strands into place. he even comes to rest his head on your shoulder as he listens to you respond to kyle. eric is infatuated with you, adores everything about you to the point he's sick.











