Crankiplier oneshots (smut)

You're gunna be my sex doll

"Maaaarrk! I wanna have some fun!" Ethan complained and tugged at Marks shirt. He gently rolled his hips against Mark, but hardly received a reaction.

"I'm busy, Ethan. Patience is a virtue." Mark mumbled back, his attention divided.

"How long do I have to be patient? You've been saying that for a month! I want you now." Ethan whimpered.

"It's not that hard, Ethan. Soon."

Ethan rolled his eyes. Bullshit. He's been waiting too long. What is he going to have to do in order to get laid? God, Mark would never stop working! Ethan would hav to tie him up in order for him to stop and focus on his boyfriend.

That thought suddenly came to a halt in Ethans head. Tie Mark up? Maybe that would actually work.

Ethan left to go to the store, not even bothering to notify Mark. He went to a sex store and some ropes and handcuffs that wouldn't hurt Mark, but would hold him well. He got more and more excited thinking about it.

He rushed home and set everything up but also prepared it so it wasn't obvious and Mark wouldn't catch on. There was a part of Ethan that was surprised Mark hadn't tied Ethan up and left him the bedroom so he wouldn't have to deal with the begging for sex, cuddles, movie nights, road trips, more dogs, and the likes.

Ethan lay and waited for night to fall, and for his plan to spur into action. He pretended to be sleepy and lazily rolled over to Mark as he climbed into bed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to keep you up." Mark said as he flung his shirt to the floor and laid back.

Ethan hummed and placed his arms over Mark, leaning up to distract him with a kiss. Sneakily, he reached for the already set up handcuffs and locked Marks arms up. "What? Ethan?" Mark looked around confused. Ethan quickly edged Marks boxers down and swifter tied up his ankles with the knots he'd learned just hours earlier.

Ethan straddles Marks waist and smiled down at him. He leaned in for a sweet kiss before giving an experiment grind of his hips. "What are you doing, Ethan?"

"I would like to have sex with you."

"God, you're so impatient, I've been busy, I don't have the energy for it right now." Mark started to complain.

"You don't have to do anything! I'll ride you, all you have to do is lay there. I'll be the power bottom since you can't pull through and top me properly." Ethan said in a snarky and condescending tone.

"You wish you could be a power bottom! You're going to be begging me to fuck you! You're going to be taking all these off in 5 minutes." Mark said, jiggling his handcuffs.

"No I'm fucking not! I want to fuck, and you underestimate me! I will fuck you, and all you gotta do it lay back like the useless dick you've been to me, and let me do all the work."

Mark stared up at Ethan in awe. He'd never seen the boy so headstrong and insistent. In charge. It was a bit of a turn on. Ethan began to slowly tease Marks length while they quarrelled, making Mark breath deeply.

"Don't fucking tease, ride me now." Mark commanded.

"I'll do what I want, I have you for however long I want you for. You're mine." Ethan growled. It was unexpected behaviour but the animalistic tones really did get Mark going. Ethan lubed up Marks length and lined himself up.

Slowly, he slid down. Mark gasped and tried to grab Ethans hips but couldn't due to his restraints. Ethan was so goddamn tight it was overwhelming.

"You can't do shit." Ethan whispered harshly seeing Mark struggle against the cuffs. He took roughly 30 seconds of adjusting before he started to bounce.