Lugianator's Drawing Book!

Septiplier - Markiplier x Jacksepticeye (Mark x Sean) "Lucky Red Flannel"

IMPORTANT A/N: So, ok... Yeah, sexy dragon Mark. He was supposed to be leaning on a table, but I don't know how the hell to draw those so he's like... leaning on air. Once again, not really sure where the hell I was going with this, but uh... here you go I guess..? Er, yeah. This is uh, some stuff. Ok, ON WITH THE ONE-SHOT!

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Mark had invited Sean over for the weekend to do some comedy sketches, and decided to have him join the gang for some Drunk Minecraft while they were at it.

"God damn it, Bob! You gotta, -hic- step on the pressure plate!" Mark yelled into the microphone.

"M-Mark, -hic- what are, AHAHA!" Wade started to laugh hysterically like he always does during their Drunk Minecraft sessions.

"Damn it, Märk! You're doin' it wrong!" Sean yelled jokingly as Mark repeatedly tried to break stone with his fist.

"Damn it, I'm not fisting it hard enough," Mark joked, clearly hammered.

"I'm- I'm standing on the uh, thing," Bob spoke.

As Sean made his way over to Mark to give him a pickaxe to use instead, the game glitched and he was suddenly stuck inside of Mark, both being unable to move.

"I'm in- inside of you, M-Mark!" Jack practically screeched in laughter, tears threatening to spill.

Wade had fallen over laughing like a maniac at this point, definitely past his drinking point.

Mark was laughing too hard to notice Sean was punching Mark, making an attempt to kill him to set himself free.

"Mark, I hope you know that Jack is killing you," Bob chuckled.

"What?" Mark screeched. He immediately put his attention back to the screen.

Before he could die, he told Sean, "Dude, quit fisting me! I'm -hic- gonna die!"

With a final blow, Sean killed Mark and freed himself from his position and ran off to kill a nearby cow.

"Who knew fisting could be so detrimental," Bob commented on the situation.

About 20 minutes later, they decided that they had enough drunken laughs and footage for an episode of Drunk Minecraft. Since Sean was in a complete rush to get to Mark's for the weekend, he forgot pajamas.

"Erm, Märk? Do you think I could borrow some pajamas or something?" Jack asked, still slightly drunken from their recording session, but definitely not as drunk as Mark.

"Suure," Mark slurred as he began to unbutton his flannel he was currently wearing.

"Mark, what are you doin'?" Sean questioned.

"Giving you -hic- something to wear foorr the night!" Mark exclaimed.

"Ok, a couple o' things. First of all, that shirt isn't meant for sleep, it's meant as daytime attire. Secondly, that's your Lucky Red Flannel! I couldn't possibly wear that!" Sean said, shocked.

"Pfft, sure you caan!" Mark said, lifting the flannel off of himself revealing his masculine figure. ((What? Hey, dragons can work out too!))

Mark stretched his wings then folded them back in as he tossed the shirt to Sean. Sean couldn't help but stare at Mark's body, appreciating every curve and groove of his masculinity.

"Heh, like watcha see?" Mark said, drunken.

"No- I mean, yes- no, that's not what I was-"

"Just put on the shirt, ya big doof."

Sean removed his hoody and stretched out his own wings before slipping on Mark's one and only red flannel.

"Hmm... needs a little something more," Mark pondered on what was missing, "aha!"

Mark removed his glasses and places them atop Sean's snout. Sure Mark couldn't see very well without his glasses, but he could see well enough to appreciate the way Sean looked in his flannel, along with his glasses.

Sean couldn't help but remark on the fact that he looked quite similar to Mark at the moment.

Mark decided to add onto this, "My glasses look good on you, but it's my Lucky Red Flannel that really pulls the look off."

"T-thank y-" Sean was cut off by Mark pushing Jack against the wall and getting dangerously close.

"You know, you look so good I could eat you," Mark spoke seductively as he licked his lips.

"Märk?" Sean squeaked, clearly nervous as to what Mark had planned.

Mark couldn't help but get closer to Sean's face and lick the side of his snout, "Mhm, delicious."

Sean began to lean into Mark's face, ready to return the kiss, but this time on the lips. At the last moment, Mark pulled away leaving an embarrassed and flustered dragon before him.

"Ah, don't worry. We'll have our fun when it's -hic- the right time," Mark smirked as he dragged Sean to the bedroom.

Sean had no idea what he had just gotten himself into.

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OK SO I'VE just decided that the chapters can be as long as I want, damn it XD so, enjoy and HAVE A GOOD ONE!