Marks POV
I was scared to open my eyes the next morning. What if last night was all a dream? What if it wasn't? What would everything mean then? I didn't want to face any of it. So I instead listened to the birds singing in the early morning light. I've alwaysed loved hearing the birds. They always calmed my nerves. But not this time. I couldn't stop my head from spinning with thoughts.
But then I felt Ethans arm wrap around me, and it all melted away. I smiled and hugged his arm to my chest. Okay, so it was real. Last night did happened. That's one less worry out of mind. At least I knew he loved me back.
"Mornin" Ethan mumbled drowsily. I finally opened my eyes. And there he was. Bed head and all. I reached up and placed a hand over his cheek. He hummed and leaned into my touch like a kitten. Adorable. I want every morning to be like this.
"Good morning" I spoke. I leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. Then uncovered myself from the sheets and got out of bed to find some clothes. As I moved clothes aside in my closet I could feel Ethans eyes on me. "I know you're staring at my butt" I said without looking back.
He bursted into a fit of giggles. "Well, how can I not?" He stated. I smirked and pulled out an outfit. I stood in front of the mirror holding it in front of me.
"Should I help you dress?" Ethan said slipping out of bed. I looked at his cheeky smile in the mirror and smiled back.
"If you want to" I replied. He scurried over and I handed him the clothes. He slipped the shirt over me and started to button it up. He stopped halfway and kissed my chest, sending sparks to go off in my heart. I tilted his chin up and connected our lips. He continued to button up the shirt as he kissed me back. We pulled away when the last button was done.
He then grabbed the pants and kneeled down. I was expecting him to allow me to step into the pants, but instead he placed his hands on my hips. He looked up at me with his soft eyes as he stuck his tongue out. Without warning he grabbed my dick and slid his tongue from the base to the tip. I laughed with a growl and tangled my fingers in his hair. I was already getting hard.But then there was a knock on the door. We froze in place like deers in headlights.
"Mark?" My Mothers voice slipped through the door. Thank God her eyes couldn't do the same. "Are you awake?"
"Uh, yeah, just a sec!" I said. I scrambled to get my pants on as Ethan ran to the bed as quietly as he could. He hid behind the other side of the bed, taking the blanket with him to cover up. Once I was sure he was out of sight I headed for the door. I opened it to be greeted with an annoyed looking women. "Yes Mother?" I said.
"You look like a mess" she frowned. I put a hand up to my head in an attempt to fix the bed head she was refering to. "How do you expect to be the next ruler of our kingdom when you don't even know how to keep your shit together?" She hissed. I didn't say anything. I just stayed quiet and let her words sink into me like stone. "You are about to be King, you need to start acting like one, and that includes not leaving your crown behind!" She held up her hand from behind her back revealing my crown. Crap. "What were you doing in the rose garden so late at night anyway?"
"Nothing" I mumbled. "I just...go there sometimes to get my mind off things".
"Speak up. And look at me when I'm taking to you!" She scolded. I locked eyes with her. I hated looking into her eyes when she talked to me like this. It made me feel like a scared child again. "What on earth were you thinking about?" She asked.
I shrugged. "I'm just...not sure that I want to do this".
"What do you mean by that?" She whispered harshly.
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Crankiplier One Shots
FanfictionWelcome to my crankiplier book! I'll be writing both fluff and smut one shots. Requests are open! (Last worked on: November 3rd 2023)