The last thing I could remember was Sean's fist around my throat. His hips slamming into between my legs, the wetness increasing after every thrust. I could feel him slide his fingers in and out me to then carass my cheek. "You're wet as fuck," he would whisper.
Now I can't even move. I'm sticking to Sean like glue. He is the big spoon. I turned around to face him, moving his hand from my hip to my bare asscheek which he gripped on. "Mhmph, goodmorning." I say gently, kissing his forehead.
Sean's eyelids open, revealing those baby blues, yet red morning orbs. "I feel like I've hit by truck." He says. "Did I suck the soul out of you?" I grinned and made him turn his head to me. "I'm not answering that."
My grin grew larger, so I went down on him. But he grabbed me by the throat and pulled me back up to his lips. "Okay YES you did, I'm still recovering from it--" his palm caresses my collarbone area.
"Were you tattooed by aliens?"
I look at him weird but got up to look at myself in the mirror. To my horror, light and deep purple bruises marked my neck and clavicle. "McLoughlin!"
"I swear Anti did it."
"Seaannn I can't show myself like this. It looks like I was in a stoning ritual."
Although I believe him when he says it was Antisepticeye who marked me. Sean isn't him when we have wild bullshit s*x. I looked through my closet for an exercise sweater which zips up all the way to my neck if I wanted it to. So I slip it on and match it with leggings.
"I hope your mother was a heavy sleeper. I couldn't keep you quiet forever."
I blushed, "nevermind that. Severus probably took a video and sold it."
Sean busts out laughing like he usually does.
We gathered around the table in my kitchen waiting for our breakfast. Mom was cooking and Severus was still knocked out. Sean scrolled through the tournament website to check if he was chosen or confirmed. It was still pending and the signed ups closed.
"So the first match is going to be Regionals. They're going to be held in...Nebraska." I read aloud so Green bean could listen. "I'm supposed to be there currently. I have a show today in the evening." He says.
"Is that your last?"
"Yeah, second leg starts a week later. So I have time for the first match. Does it say what game it is?"
I searched around, trying to find it. "I'm in! I got confirmed..." Sean suddenly croaked. Now he has to sign that he read the long list of rules.
I smiled and continued to scroll through the sectional region games. "Okay so its a different game for every pair, though the console category is Wii. Wait hold on, what town section did you chose?"
"Lincoln, Nebraska because it's where I'm supposed to be."
"Oh okay good because if you chose my town then we'd have to face off first."
Scrolling a bit more, I saw the list.
Mario Kart Wii / Jacksepticeye VS NeonKat11
"Reaallyy? hahahah too easy." Sean chiefs like a diva. I hope he knows this is an expert level tournament. Everyone came to win.
He showed me his Instagram feed and saw the person who goes NeonKat11 is named Connor. Also showing me his latest post which was 5 minutes ago of him freaking out that he's battling Sean. "Bring your A game, you're my hero but I'm still gonna kick your ass." Connor says.
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The Gamer-Lympics (Jacksepticeye x Reader)
Fanfic"May the best Gamer win," Sean says without looking at me and frowns as he signs into the game. "Let the gaming do the talking." I growled back at him earning a few "ooo's" from the crowd. All I got in return was a barely audible huff from him... In...