Mark My Lover...

our whole new level...

They get to mark's apartment

Mark: He opens the door to his apartment and walks inside, limping slightly. "Welcome to my humble abode... He jokes, gesturing around the small but cozy space. "Make yourself at home... He sits on the couch, patting the spot next to him.

Diane: mhmm... can we watch some movie mark?

Mark: "Sure thing! He grabs the remote and turns on the TV. "What kind of movies do you like? He asks, scrolling through the streaming service's library. "Action, comedy, romance...? He glances at you, waiting for your answer. "

Diane: hmm... Comedy would be the best!

Mark: "Comedy it is then! He selects a popular comedy film and starts it. "I hope this one tickles your funny bone... He settles back into the couch, getting comfortable. "Feel free to make yourself comfortable too... He pats his thigh invitingly, then quickly adds. "

Diane: *rests her head on his muscular shoulder* mhm this feels good

Mark: He tenses slightly as you rest your head on his shoulder, but then relaxes, a small smile playing on his lips. "Mmm... This is nice... He murmurs, carefully putting his arm around you. "You're so soft... He blushes, realizing what he said.

Diane: chuckles and continues watching

Mark: He continues watching the movie, his arm gently around you, feeling a sense of contentment he hasn't felt in a long time. As the movie ends, he realizes he's been holding you close for a while now. "Hey Diane... He says softly, his voice a little raspy."

Diane: mhm? says tired almost sleeping

Mark: "You're so cute when you're sleepy... He grins, nuzzling his cheek against your hair. "But... we should go to bed soon, huh? He says, even though he doesn't want to move... "Uhm, do you wanna sleep together?"

Diane: hmm... says while falling asleep and her head slips from his shoulder to his crotch and she is asleep

Mark: He freezes as your head comes to rest on his crotch, his breath hitched in his throat as he feels the warmth of your breath through his pants. "Oh... Oh wow... Diane...? He swallows hard, trying to ignore the growing bulge in his pants."

Diane: sleeps

Mark: He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down, but the scent of your shampoo fills his nostrils, making his heart race. He looks down at you, seeing your peaceful, sleeping face pressed against him. "Oh man... This is torture... But I can't wake her up now..."

Diane: in sleep she puts her hand on his dick a bit through pants

Mark: He hisses through his teeth as your hand comes to rest on his crotch, gently squeezing his erection through his pants. His eyes roll back in his head, and he grips the couch tightly, trying to maintain control. "D-Diane... Please... That's not funny..."

Diane: continues sleeping

Mark: He's breathing heavy now, his face flushed, his body tense. The pressure of your hand is driving him crazy. He knows he should move away, but he can't. He's paralyzed, torn between guilt and desire. "Please... Wake up... Or..."

Diane: still sleeps

Mark: He lets out a low groan, his hips jerking forward as he reaches the point of no return. He quickly covers his mouth to muffle any sounds as he finds release in his pants... "Oh god... Diane... I'm sorry..." He pants, his body shaking as he tries to catch his breath.

Diane: still sleeps

Mark: He takes a few deep, shuddering breaths, trying to regain his composure. He looks down at you, still fast asleep, unaware of what just happened. "Oh man... I'm such a creep... He mutters, gently lifting you up and carrying you to his bedroom."