A/n: here's the first from my request list, in which I'm not doing in order, btw!

I had no idea where I was going with this story but since it was a request, I tried for it! So, gothicgirl77, if this isn't how you pictured this, I'm terribly sorry!

Also it's a sequel to my first Trent oneshot! I'm sure you can read this without reading the other though. So no worries!

Trent x SomewhatKinky!Reader
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Just imagine my shock when the ex-juvenile, Trent Boyett, the boy who gotten Butters hospitalized in fourth grade, the very boy who held an intimidating aura, asked me to be his girlfriend.

As surprised as I was at that moment, I was overjoyed. Ever since he returned to South Park from juvenile hall the second time, we had gotten closer than before. And even after the whole Cartman incident, we bonded even more. Of course I had developed feelings for Trent. So, I had happily accepted.

And we've been dating for a couple months now. Some classmates in school still find us to be an odd match but none questioned it further than that, which I'm thankful for.

~*~

I walked into the girls' locker rooms after a tough P.E. day. Our coach decided that today was the day to do timed running. If any of us were under the expected time, then we get a failing grade, believe it or not. So I had ran as fast as I could to pass, which leads me to feeling weak and sweaty.

I quickly took a shower in the community bathroom. Once done, I slipped on my underwear until I was approached by a couple girls. "Hey, (F/n), don't you think coach was being to harsh on us?" Red asked me, who was also clad in nothing but her undergarments. "I swear, she's planning on killing us."

"I've never ran so much in my life," Lola whined as she passed by while ruffling her hair in her towel.

"I-I guess," I muttered out with a shrug while turning towards my locker to take out my clothes.

Suddenly, WHIP!

I let out an unintentional moan at the stinging sensation on my butt. I whipped my head around behind me and saw the girls gawking at me. Bebe was the one who held a wrapped up towel in hand, but she didn't look to be hiding what she did. "Oh my god, (F/n)!" The curly haired blonde burst out. "You kinky bitch!"

I felt my face burn at the accusation. "W-What?!" I sputtered out with a frown.

"You liked that, didn't you!" Wendy chimed with a mischievous smirk. "I never saw you to be someone that gets turned on by spanking."

I'm sure my whole body was on fire with embarrassment. "W-Wait, n-n-no I don't!" I denied in a flustered rush.

"Don't lie to us, (F/n)! That was a moan of pleasure," Nichole piped up, shaking an accusing finger at me. "I would know!~"

"Oh my god, Nichole. We don't need to know about you and Token's sex life," Red cringed. Her gaze returned back on me, a giggle leaving her lips. "Has Trent done things like that to you? As that how you got into it??"

"Red! You can't ask things like that," Wendy snapped at her.

"What? We're all girls here, we have our turn ons. And we found little (F/n)'s kink!"

I stood frozen as all the girls talked animatedly about my "kink." Oh my god... Why do they have to be so open about that? Sure, I've had my fair share of make-out sessions with Trent but never have I done anything farther than that!

I finished dressing up and fled the locker rooms, leaving the girls behind to go to the next class. I entered the classroom and sat down in my usual seat. Trent peered at me with a curious look. Damn, I'm making myself too obvious. "Babe, is there something wrong?" He asked me.

I gave him a strained smile. "It's nothing," my voice failed me, it cracked.

He frowned at my answer and reached to grab my hand in his. "Is there someone's ass I have to kick? Like a particular large ass?"

I shook my head, feeling embarrassed all over again. "No, nothing like that."

"Then what? C'mon, we're together, you can tell me anything that's bothering you," Trent told me, giving my hand a loving squeeze. "You're going to make me worry."

I sighed as I stared into his eyes. He looks so cute right now. How can I say no to that face? "Well, it's just a small mishap that happened in the locker room. Seriously, it's not anything you need to worry about."

As if luck wasn't on my side, the girls entered the classroom. The moment they spotted me, the giggling ensued. I grimaced at their unneeded enthusiasm. "Are those girls bothering you?" Trent suddenly asked me, bringing my attention back on him.

"N-No," I squeaked out. My luck began to run out as the girls went up to us. I could feel my heart pounding loudly in my chest.

"Hey, (F/n), Trent," Bebe greeted us.

Trent scowled at them. "Are you messing with my girl?" He asked in an intimidating tone.

"Of course not!" Wendy butted in with a pout.

"But, we learned a little something from your girlfriend though," Red snickered, the other girls giggling with her. Trent shot me a glance through the corner of her eyes. "Make sure not to smack too hard."

They tried to stifle their laughter but we're failing at it. I frowned even more as they continued. "Yeah, but make sure to punish the bad girl that she is," Lola added.

"What the fuck are you girls on about?" Trent growled.

Simultaneously, they all froze at his tone. They all turned towards me and I shook my head at them. "H-He doesn't know," I murmured out.

"Oh my god, I told you guys not to tease her like that!" Wendy nagged while shoving the others to go to their seats. "We're so sorry, (F/n)." Wendy gave each Bebe, Red, and Lola a good smack at the back of their heads as they went to their assigned seats.

"(F/n)..." I heard Trent murmur out behind me. I smacked my head onto my desk to hide my cherry red face. I felt his hand on my back, rubbing in comforting circles. "Babe, what were they talking about."

I brought my head up and whispered to him rapidly, "In the locker room, while we were changing, Bebe kind of smacked me with her towel and I accidentally moaned and so they're accusing me that I have a spanking kink."

Trent's eyes widened at my answer. I'm positive that he wasn't expecting that to come out of my lips. He leaned in close to me and asked, "Do you?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What? Have a spanking fetish?" His own cheeks looked almost as red as mine when he nodded. I averted my gaze away from him. How fucking embarrassing. "I don't know. Maybe..."

"Wait? Seriously?" He burst out.

I placed a hand over his mouth to prevent him from anything else. "Shut up! Not another word from you!"

~*~

Days have passed since my whole kink revelation. No one has mentioned it since then and I couldn't feel any more grateful for it.

Right now, Trent and I were on our way back from a movie date. Hand in hand, we walked to my house in the cold. We walked up the steps of my home and I fished my keys out of my bag. "Do you want to come inside? My parents won't be home until later," I offered, while unlocking the door. My blond boyfriend nodded, and followed after me into my home. I stripped down my coat and shivered at the realization of the temperature inside. "Oh my god, the heaters off."

Before I could reach the thermostat, I felt a pair of arms slither around my waist and twirl me around. "Well, I have an idea of how to warm you up," Trent murmured to me in a husky voice. Without any hesitation, his lips captured mine in a passionate lip lock. I wrapped my arms around his neck to lessen the space between, if that's even possible.

I felt his tongue run on the bottom of my lips, asking for an entrance. But, now feeling courageous, I decided to tease him and not give in straight away like I always do. He groaned against my curled lips, definitely not pleased.

Then, suddenly, SMACK!

I let out a small gasp of pleasure from the sting from my rear, which gave Trent the opportunity to let his tongue explore my mouth. I instantly pulled away from the heated kiss to glare at him. "You did not just do that!" I screeched, my face burning.

Trent smirked smugly at me as he rested his forehead into mine. "You sounded really cute though. So, I guess it's true then! You do have a kink." He pecked my lips.

"Asshole," I hissed under my breath, trying to push myself away from him. "I can't believe you used that against me!"

Trent's arms tightened around my waist and he nuzzled his face into the nape of my neck. "I'm sorry, I wanted to know for myself. I can't believe that those girls found out before I did!" He pulled away with a sudden serious expression on his handsome face. "From now on, only I will find out what your turn ons are." His words sent a pleasant chill down my spine. He then picked me up effortlessly in his arms while heading over to the stairs. "Shall we go experiment?"

I guess there are some advantages of my boyfriend finding out...