Talking Bodies - Markiplier Fanfiction

Thank you. {Slight SMUT}

Mark pinned me down on the bed. "Round two starts- now." He whispers, sending shivers down my spine - till they reach my core. "Mark, no." I whine and try to wiggle myself free. "Nuh uh. I get my revenge for that picture." He whispers and starts to nibble on my earlob. I let out a small groan. He pressed his lower area against mine, making me feel his hard on. I groan out and let things happen. Mark continues to kiss me and kiss my neck. His hands roaming my body as I arch my back in anticipation. He only touched my waist, arms and thighs. I felt weak and the anticipation plus the tension was unbearable. "Mark p-please." I whimper out. He chuckled and let go of my arms, before climbing down from me. My thong was dripping wet and I was so turned on. "It's pretty late, we should go get some sleep." He says and smiles at me.

Wait. What the fuck does he think he is doing right now? Alright, Mister Fischbach. I can play the game you play. But I can Play it better. I lean over to his ear and whisper slowly "I really would like to taste you." - his face turned towards me and I lock my lips. "Jen we should really go to bed." He says nervously. I chuckle and run my fingers over his stomach, to his crotch without touching his hard on. I caress his thighs and every inch around his hard on. Mark groans out Frustrated. "Fine. But please don't be such a tease." He says and pulls down his boxers. His length was fully erected and twitching followed by throbbing with precum. I chuckle and peek his cheek. "I guess we really should get some sleep." I say and smirk at him. "You're fucking kidding me right?" He ask and sighs. I lean over to his ear and nibble on it again. "I'm better at this game baby." I say and lean back to turn off the lamp. Mark groans out frustrated and pulls the blanket over us. My back is turned towards him as he cuddles closer to me, his hand around my waist. I felt the bulge in his pants rubbing against my butt and just smirk. "Mark?" I whisper, checking if he is still awake. "Yes?" He mumbles. "I love you." I whisper. "I love you too, but I'm sorry. I need to do this." He whispers and with that said I feel my thong being ripped apart from my ass.

"M-Mark what are you doing!" I whisper loudly. "I need you so badly Jen." He groans in my ear. He guides himself to me entrance and pushes his length inside of me. There we were laying, in a spoon position at 2 in the morning, fucking. I love this man. "Oh Mark." I groan out and throw my head back. He continues to push himself inside of me. "You're so tight in this position." He grunts out. He lifts up my upper leg and starts to thrust harder into me.

-the next morning -

I rub my eyes and turn whining over to look at my alarm clock. 10:56 in the morning? I never sleep this long. I'm used to getting up early, wow. I turn over and stretch. "Good morning Mar-" - Mark wasn't there anymore. Where in the world is he? I grab a new pair of underpants and make my way downstairs. I was still quite sore, so walking was a torture.

I walk down my staircase and smell a sweet scent. "Good morning sleepy head." Mark says to me with a smile as I walk over to him. I hug his bare torso from behind and smile. "Good morning. You are cooking?" I ask and step aside to see what he's making. "Just some Pancakes." He says. "Wow a handsome, sexy and funny man with a great personality that also can cook? I'm a Lucky one, aren't I?" I say and chuckle. Mark finishes the last few pancakes and places them fairly onto two plates. He pulls me close by my hips and snuggles into my neck. "Yes, but you are my lucky one." He says. I peek his lips and smile brightly. "He's also quite cute." I say and poke the tip of his nose. "The cutest?" He ask in a childish voice. I giggle and nodd. He places down the plates on the kitchen table and we eat breakfast together. "So loser, what are we doing today. Do you want to do anything special. I'm open for everything." I mumble with full mouth. Mark stuffs a bit pancake into his mouth and shakes his head. "You lady, it's not okay to talk with full mouth." - I couldn't help but laugh at his sillyness.

After the food was done Mark flopped down onto the couch since I insisted to do the dishes, because he made breakfast. After that I sit down next to him on the couch and we watch TV. "Also, what was that you called me before?" he asks and smirks. "A loser?" I say and chuckle. "You should not have done that." He says. "Whatchu gonna do about it?" I say and get up, trying to act tough. He gets up and stands close to me. I felt so tiny. "I might.. tickle you!" He shouts and starts to tickle my sides and my stomach. "Noo! Mark stop!" I shout under laughter. He just continues and laughed with me. "Please stop!" I say and giggle uncontrollably. He stops and smiles at me a warm smile. "Your laugh is the most adorable thing in the world." He says and strokes away some of my hair. "No its not." I say and cross my arms in front of my chest. "It is." He says and pulls up M face to look at him.

"You are perfect in every single way." He whispers. I feel his hot breath against my lips again and just smile. "Mark stop, I'm not. You are making me blush." I say and Try to hide my face. "Yes you are, look at me." He commands softly and pulls up my face. "I love it when you're embarrassed. Its cute." He whispers and places a soft and slow kiss in my lips. It was quite passionate and I rest my hands on his shoulders as his one hand took a hold in my neck and the other arm was around my waist. The moment seemed perfect. We both lean away and I just smile like a goof. "I love you." I mumble into his chest as I hug him. He returns the embrace and places a kiss on my head. "I love you too." He says. The perfect moment was interrupted when I got a call. I groan and grab my work phone.

"Call it Magazine, Jennifer Halls. What can I do for you?" I say and try to sound happy.

"Jen? It's me Christina." - the voice of my best friend came through the speaker. I put it on loud and mouth to Mark the words "Best Friend". "Sup Tina." I say. "You didn't show up for anything. Did you forget that my wedding is tomorrow?" She asks.

FUCK!

"I-I.. Look Tina, I'm gonna be honest with you.. I forgot.. yes. But only because I found the guy of my dreams." I say and peek Marks cheek. "Good, then why don't you bring him with you tomorrow as your partner?" She says. I look up at Mark with a questioning look. "Sure, why not?" He says and smiles. "Oh he is here? Hello Mysterious boyfriend." Tina was quite silly. "Tina. Stop you're just.. awkward." I say and laugh with her. "Okay, anyway. What's his name?" - "I'm Mark." He says and smirks at me. "Okay Mark, listen up. If you ever hurt my little Jen, break her heart or bring her down I will cut your throat. Is that clear?" My eyes widen as I hear the words Tina just said. "Uhm, first off I don't need anyone to tell me how to treat the love of my life and second of all if I would ever do anything of that I'm sure Jen would cut my throat herself." He says with a chuckle. "Alright. Good boy. Anyways don't forget, tomorrow before 10 in the morning at the church. You are my bridesmaid. The red dress with the red heels. Right? Good. Okay. That's all for now, have a great time and I see you tomorrow. Bye!" She imidiently hung up. "I hate the dress.." I sigh. "It can't be that bad." He says and wraps an arm around me. "it just doesn't suit me. Its a pretty dress but.. not for me. Or not on me at least." I say and rush upstairs. "Hold on I'll show you." I say and run into the bedroom getting out the short red strapless bridesmaid dress I got with the matching red heels. I slip it all on and comb through my hair. Then I slowly walk out of the room and walk down the stairs.

Mark eyes me and his mouth just flew open. "Holy crap, you look incredible." He says and takes my hand to help me walk the last few steps. "If you say so.." I say and sigh. "Hey come on." He pulls me infront of the big fullbody mirror in the hallway. He stood behind me, his hands on my shoulders. "And now look at you. What do you see?" He asks.

"A woman in a dress that does not fit to her at all and she looks fat and ugly in it?" I ask shyly. Mark shook his head with a sigh. "Do you wanna know what I see?" - I nodd and hold my hands in front of myself. "I see a beautiful young lady that can wear anything with this chest and those hips, like daaaayum!" He chuckles and clears his throat. I giggle. "Okay, but for real. You are such and pretty young lady with beautiful legs that can be seen in this dress. The dress suits your skin tone and your hair just looks stunning with this dress. You look incredible, Jen. You are so beautiful." He says and places a soft kiss on my head. I turn around and hug Mark tight. My vision was completely blurry from the tears that had formed. "Thank you." I whimper. "For what?" He says with as chuckle as he strokes my hair to comfort me.

"For Making me feel beautiful."