Yes, I will write a chapter just to have foreshadowing about the next story. And yes, this is the last chapter. Have fun with this, I made this 17 chapters, unlike those I make fucking thirty. Moving on, I'll start the next soon enough (and yes, I will have Craig bottoming smut in this chapter. Y'all want it, I know you do. And I will start mid sex scene.) And this chapter is visiting all 4 of the ships. There is a clear sign of moving to the next. You're welcome!
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"Craig... um," he says.

"What is it?" I ask, getting off him immediately.

"You told me you wanted to try bottoming," he says.

"Ah. I did. How badly does it hurt?" I ask.

He rolls his eyes.

"You'll have to figure it out," he says.

I roll my eyes, pushing him down on his back again.

"You remember the safe word as well, right?" Tweek asks.

I nod. I stare at him.

"Are we still gonna let me do this or-?" I ask.

"I would panic and bite your shoulder off," he says, laughing.

"Okay. Why are you so calm today?" I ask.

"I drank a shit done of coffee," he says.

I roll my eyes, getting to his shirt again, taking it off.

"Is there a rehab center for coffee addicts?" I ask.

"Nooo!" He says.

"Hey! Pants! You took me to heart!" I say.

He blushes and I take them off.

"Watch that! None of that bullshit of jeans being too tight!" I say.

He rolls his eyes.

"Your turn. Isn't it?" He asks.

I take my shirt and pants off, just at normal speed, none of that slow bullshit.

"I have no idea, how topping works," he says.

"You know, I don't know shit about bottoming so we are about on the same level here," I say.

I sit on the bed, taking the lube out.

"But you just basically lube three fingers and put them in. Not at ones. And do the same for your dick. That's the basic version," I say.

"Okay. I'm sorry, this is going to be hell for you," Tweek says.

I do the same Tweek normally does, closing my eyes to make myself ready for the pain.

The first one is easy, second hurts like hell.

"You okay?" Tweek asks.

"Yup," I say.

I mean, it hurts but it always does... doesn't it?

"You know you can hold a lot of pain?" I ask.

"Yup," he says.

Third one, again, hurts... even worse than the first two. Next comes the dick, which actually makes me hiss even after I tried not to.

"Adjust as long as you want," he says.

I wait a moment.

"Okay, fine," I say.

Sure, it hurts like hell but it also feels good... which pretty much makes all of us masochists.

"Fuck."

"Am I doing it right?" He asks.

"Yup," I say.

The pleasure shoots through, all to familiarity. He clearly has the same feeling, pulling out straight after.

"Shower," he says.

I try to get up, falling a little.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I ask, honestly scared.

"Ups. I forgot to tell you," he says.

"Sneaky fucker," I whisper.

"Want help or not?" He asks.

ILLUMINATI CONFIRMED AND I'LL MOVE ON TO... BENDY!

"You're a literal angel with no wings," I say, looking at Bebe with a smile.

"Oh shit, abort mission, you know," she says.

I laugh, kissing her cheek.

"I mean, my wings totally got cut off my back," she says.

She laughs, kissing me on the lips.

"I love you," I say.

"I love you too," she says.

She gets closer to me again, hugging me.

"I don't want to get up," she says.

"But you have pole dancing today," I say.

"Nooo! Let me live my life," Bebe says.

I laugh.

"Get up, idiot," I say.

"Fine then. I thought you loved me!" She says.

"I do, with all my heart," I say.

She gets up and changes out of her PJ's.

"Don't you wanna come watch?" She asks.

"I could?" I ask.

"Sure. I'll just tell them, who you are," she says.

I get up, throwing my PJ's off as well. I look at her to see bruises on her back.

"What are those?" I ask.

"Nothing really. Self made by being a complete idiot," she says.

She kisses me again.

ANGEL ISN'T A RELIGIOUS WORD! AND ALSO, IT'S TURN FROM SOME BUNNY.

"Aw. Kenny. Finally settling down?" Karen asks.

I smile at her, leaning on Kenny's shoulder.

"As settled down as I'll get," he says.

"You're both so cute, I can't," Karen says.

"Thanks, Karen," I say.

"Well. I'll leave you alone now," Karen says.

She closes the goddamn door and Kenny smiles at me.

"I know that look. What pick up line is coming?" I ask.

"Can I research your body?" Kenny asks, with a wink.

"Of course you'd say something stupid like that," I say.

"I don't know, i came up with it just now. I don't know, if people use it," Kenny says.

"I mean. That would work, in an another life. Probably not even on me, on Stan or someone else," I say.

"Okay, yeah, it's stupid," Kenny says.

I smile.

"I love you no matter how shitty pick up lines you come up with sometimes," I say.

He kisses me.

YES, FORESHADOWING ABOUT MY NEXT STORY IS NOT VERY HIDDEN! MAYBE I CAN FIX THAT WITH STYLE!

"I'm reading, Stan," I say.

"Oh come on, you always read! Do something else for ones!" Stan says.

"Stan, I like reading," I say.

"If I take a random sentence, will I get interested?" Stan asks.

"Probably," I say.

"'It's hard to say, why this creature looks like a human but I know that I'm far more interested than I should be.' Okay, this seems good enough. Let me pick another. 'There should have been some extra limbs... where are they now and why are these creatures so alike to humans?' Third time is the charm. 'It's hair is blonde, eyes green and it keeps looking at me, helplessly, yelling that it doesn't know anything more than we do, I feel bad but this has to be done, this might be a threat to humanity.' It's shit, interesting but shit," Stan says.

"That I can agree on," I say.

I close my book with a smile.

"What is about?" Stan asks.

"You don't want it spoiled, do you?" I ask.

"But it's bigger than all the others!" Stan says.

"But this one has the most interesting plot," I say.

Stan sighs.

"Fine," he says.

"What did you need?" I ask.

"Nothing anymore," Stan says.

I kiss him.

"You can tell me," I say.

"It's stupid. I just-. I wanted to ask you to teach me history, I'm failing," Stan says.

"Sure," I say.

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AND DONE. Also, no hate on my fellow masochists!

~Eko.