[Gonna put this at the start of the chapter, this is literally just a lemon, no importance to the story, completely optional to read! You wont be missing out on any importantinfo by skipping it! Juat steamy time with Hoffman ;).]
Chapter 20
Patience
After a long night, you both headed back to your apartment. You unlock the door, allowing you both in, once in you lock the door behind you both. You head into the kitchen to drop all of your belongings on the counter. "What do we do now? Strahms gone and we have his finger prints to cover our tracks, do we just, get on with life?" You got no reply to your ramble. "Mark?" You wasnt paying attention to your surroundings as you put away your bag and shoes, before Mark grabbed you by the hips, turning you to face him, he then slams you to the wall behind you. "M-Mark..?" Despite your reputation and being around the guy for months, he still makes you speechless.
"We're living our lives, as normal. As of right now, I think you know what I want." His tone was low, you look up to him and smirk.
"Come and get it then..." You whisper back, that was all the confirmation he needed. He kisses you roughly, significantly more rough then the first time you shared together, this time there was no lust. Your hands travel up his chest, then reach around his neck, one hand playing with the back of his hair. His hands travel down your hips to the back of your thighs under your ass, lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist. Before taking the kiss deeper, he pulls away.
"Let's take it somewhere else this time." You nod as he smirks at you, carrying you to your bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. He sits down on the bed, you in his lap. He wastes no time to continue, making your kiss deeper. His hands travel to your ass, squeezing and stroking you. You undo his tie, leaving it undone around his neck, then unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it out from his trousers to completely take it off. As you was about to remove it from him, he grabs your wrists to stop you. He pulls away from you, catching his breathe.
"Impatient aren't we?"
"After last times proformance, yeah, I am." You breath out. Mark gave a low chuckle.
"That time was me being nice." He whispers into your ear. He then puts your arms behind your back, holding them there with one hand, you could definitely break free, but will you? Nope, why would you? He kisses down along your neck, then he stops at the bridge between your shoulder and neck, biting down, taking you by surprise. He bites and suck that area, you holding back any noises. After he was done marking you, you was flipped straight onto the bed, him being ontop of you, he wastes no time taking off your clothes, stripping you until you was just in your underwear. The gets back ontop of you, holding your wrists above your head with one hand.
"No fair... when do you get to strip down, huh?"
"You can wait." He kisses you roughly, his spare hand travelling down your body, caressing every curve and bump on you, until he reaches the hem of your underwear. He slowly runs his hand over your underwear, you flincing at the sudden connection. He strokes up and down your entrance over your underwear, before going inside of the fabric, and making his way down. He inserts 2 fingers into you. You groan into the kiss as he does so. Without warning he pumps them in and out of you, you try moving your hands, but he grips them harder to keep them from moving. He moves his thumb to your clit, starting to rub it as he fingers you. You moan softly into the kiss, finally breaking. He smiles into it, satisfied he got a noise from you. He keeps going until he feels you start to tighten, pulling out harshly, then pulling away from the kiss, he smirks down to you as you whimper from the sudden stop.
"Not yet," He let's go of your wrists. Standing up to start removing his clothing, he straps until his boxers, he quickly removes your bra, throwing it somewhere in your room, then he drags you to the end of the bed by your hips, he takes off your underwear, then his boxers. He stood at the end of the bed, due to how tall the bed itself was, he was perfectly lined with you.
He grips onto your hips, then he slams into you, recieving another groan from you, your hands falling either side of you, gripping the sheets. Without even letting you adjust, he slams in and out of you at a impressive speed. The room instantly filled with your soft moans. The longer he went, the harder the grip on your hips went, making his knuckles go white. "F-fuck." You moaned out, his pace doesn't change as he releases your hips, leaning down onto you, attacking your neck, your hands move from the sheets to his back, digging your nails into his skin.
You start tightening around him, your back beginning to arch, your nails digging deeper into his skin, making him grunt. You hit your release long before he does, making you sweat and breathe heavily. You become incredibly sensitive, your moans getting louder.
He suddenly sits up, pulling out of you, releasing all over your stomach and chest. He groans as he does so, throwing his head back. He catches his breath before putting his boxers back on. You lay there, feeling completely numb, you cover your face with one arm as you breathe heavily. Mark wipes you down, like the gentleman he is.
He picks up all the clothes from the floor while you recover, throwing his shirt at you to put on. For a while you just lay there holding it. Once he sat back down on the bed you slowly sat up, flinching at the pain and throbbing he's caused, he chuckles at you. You put the shirt on but leave it unbuttoned. You then look at him, you both stare at eahcother before you speak.
"That... was impressive..." You admit.
"Noted." You crawl into bed besides Mark. "No shower today?" You glare ar him.
"Coincidentally, Mark, I don't think I can stand at the moment." He burst out laughing, "it's not funny." You say coldly, kind of salty at the fact this guy has such a strong hold on you.
"It is funny," He says after calming down.
"I'll get pay back one day... you just wait..."
You both lay in bed with the covers over you, Mark cuddled you from behind. He kissed your cheek lightly. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." You mumble back, falling asleep instantly.
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[I'm popping updates out like rapid fire tonight, although it is 1 in the morning now so I'm done for tonight lol.]
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Runaways | Mark Hoffman x Reader (SAW)
FanfictionYou never had the best life, you lost every single member of your family, always struggled making friends, you lost your job as a nurse after you lost your final family member, and spiraled into the lowest point of your life. You experimented with d...
