the knock on his door was loud enough to wake the dead, and johnny barely got it open before mark was on him. he shoved the brunet back into the house, slamming the door closed as he pressed johnny into a wall and took his mouth violently.
god, yes, finally.
It had been the longest two days of johnny's life, and now mark was kissing him hard. hands on either side of his face, holding johnny still as he licked open his mouth, like he was afraid the brunet would try to get away. mark was making little whining sounds, desperate and wanton, and johnny could taste them on his tongue. he'd waited for this for an eternity, sure it would never happen. that it was a dream, a fantasy. but mark's body was real against his own, hot and hard as he stood on his toes to reach johnny's mouth, and fuck, that was so goddamned cute, and-
"johnny." mark did not break the kiss, just mumbled the brunet's name right against his lips, full of so much affection that johnny's chest was aching.
"m-mark." johnny spoke between soft touches of their lips, warm breath brushing over mark's face with every word.
"why... didn't you tell me... why... didn't you say... something, anything...." mark eased back from johnny's face then, an inch separating them, brows furrowed as he looked up at his friend. "i thought i was the only one." johnny shook his head, brushing raven strands out of mark's eyes.
"me too." then mark's face shifted into a glare, and he reached up and tugged on johnny's hair, hard. "oww! hey, stop it you fuck!" hee slapped mark's hand away, scowling.
"you let me wait two days! you saw that video, and made your own, and then you just let me go home and-" johnny interrupted, shit eating grin on his face.
"liked what you saw, then?"
heat swelled through their gazes again, and then they were tearing each others clothes off. mark ripped johnny's shirt over his head, discarding his own as the brunet frantically worked at his belt. once they'd kicked off their shoes and were left naked they stumbled over to the couch, too eager to make it to johnny's bedroom. a couple dozen feet felt like miles away, and mark would've taken this boy on the floor if he had to, so long as it was right then, fuck.
they collapsed onto the cushions in a tangle of limbs, mark shoving johnny beneath him as he nipped at the brunet's throat. he hesitated for a moment, but then thought fuck it, sucking up bruises into his tanned skin. mark wanted johnny to wear his love on his neck like jewelry, wanted to be with the kid even when he was gone. johnny did not seem to mind, moaning as he rutted up into his friend, sinking his fingers viciously in mark's hair.
"fuck, mark, please... please tell me you have a condom." mark shook his head and johnny groaned aloud.
"you idiot, you drove all the way over here and- hnnngg!" mark palmed johnny's cock, rubbing slow circles over the slick tip and eliciting a beautiful noise.
"i don't have a condom. i have condoms, because if you think i'm going to be done with you after taking this sweet fucking ass..." johnny slid his hands around mark's back, gripping his cheeks with both hands, fingers digging in brutally. "just one time, then you are mistaken." mark leaned in to whisper in johnny's ear, voice low and rough and full of promise. "you'll be limping for days."
"at least i'll.... haaaaaah.... still be able to reach the cereal on the top shelf without standing on a chair." mark hissed through his teeth as johnny shoved him away, standing up to retrieve the condoms and lubricant he'd bought before he arrived.
"i hate you."
"you don't. you want to bang me, i'm almost positive. like, seventy percent sure."
"it's a hate-fuck. why would i love someone so fucking adorable, it's disgusting." when he moved back toward mark the little one was staring at him, wide eyed, and only then did mark realize what he'd said.
