Crankiplier oneshots (smut)

Enemies

Sorry this update took so long, I feel like it's hard focusing on one story/ chapter and I'm still working on my other book. Thanks so much for your patience, I don't wanna give up on this bc I have so many ideas but idk if there's still a solid fandom for this.
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The year was coming to a close, just a month more left of school! Both Mark and Ethan had only one assignment left, and unfortunately, it was to be done in pairs. They had both been unlucky enough to be paired with the one person they completely and utterly despised, each other.

Their feud was known to all. No one could recall what started it, but all the arguments, physical fights, pranks/ destroying each other's stuff were gossiped about frequently.

Despite asking to change partners, their biology teacher refused to change the pairing. "You both need to get over yourselves! You can both learn so much from each other in this subject, if you'd let yourselves." Mr. Scheid chided.

As they both continued to complain, the school had contacted their parents. Marks mother had been more than willing to try and help soothe this spat her son had. She even offered to let them work on their assessment at their house.

Mark hated it, and it meant they likely just fight the whole time. How was it going to solve anything!? Marks mother had contacted Ethans mother through the school and set up a date for them to work through it.

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As Ethan was dropped off, his mum's voice rang from the car, "Don't leave until it's done!" Both boys sighed and made their way inside. They spread out all the sheets and questions they needed. They briefly bickered before Mark thought it more productive to whine.

"This is going to take forever!" Mark groaned, looking over the questions they had to discuss.

"It's fucking reproductive biology! Information should be straight forward and easy to find, it shouldn't take too long. I'll do male, you do female."

"Did you choose male for yourself because you can't get cock any other way?" Mark snarled.

"That was a shit jab, but I can get cock any fucking time I want. Real thick cock from real men."

"Hmm, I suppose you do seem like a little slut."

"You're just mad because I have more sex than you, and probably better sex too." Ethan snipped.

"Fuck off, I've had so much sex."

"I bet you can't even fuck well enough to have your partner finish."

"Fuck you! I could fuck you and have you begging for me more even though you'd have cum twice and it's starting to hurt!"

"Bullshit, and who says you'll be fucking me?

"Look at yourself, you're a fucking twink! You said earlier you get thick cock, why would girth matter if you weren't taking it up the ass?"

"Why are you so obsessed with fucking me? Desperate much? Sick of women and want a man who you know will be a good time?"

"You sound like a hooker, though I suppose if I did want to fuck men you would be my first choice because you're that easy. Whore."

"You think I'm easy?" Ethan huffed, "at least I don't need to go for someone easy. Sounds like you want someone with no standards and wouldn't know how fucking useless you are with your only redeeming feature."

"Wow, despite the fact you know nothing of my cock you consider it a redeeming feature? Do you dream of my dick? And you are easy. I could get you hard right now." Mark stepped closer to Ethan, invading his personal space.