Septiplier One-Shots

Let Me Go

Jack tried to get out of Mark's arms. He really did.

But somehow Jack ended up curled up to Mark, Sean's back being pressed against Mark's chest. Mark's arms were around Jack's waist, Jack holding onto Mark's hands and playing with his fingers with Mark's soft snores in the background.

Jack had been wanting to get up for about an hour now to make Mark breakfast in bed-it was Mark's birthday after all. Jack pulled himself away from Mark's chest and sat up halfway, Mark re-gripping Jack's waist and holding onto him. Mark had pulled Jack down to a spoon-cuddling position, smiling gently and burying his head in Sean's neck. Jack just laid next to Mark, continuing to play and rub his hands over his lover's fingers until he woke up.

A few minutes later Mark had woken up, gripping Sean's hands and holding them tight. Mark placed a kiss to Jack's neck, causing Sean to giggle, gripping his waist tighter.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Iplier." Jack said, his accent thicker than normal. Mark smiled gently and placed another kiss on Sean's neck.

"Thank you, baby boy." Mark said, smiling more as Jack's thumb softly rubbed on his hand.

"Well." Jack said, slowly sitting up. "I think its time to get up." Mark grabbed Jack's hips and pulled him back down. Jack now lay on his back, Mark hovering over him with arms holding him up.

"Not before I get my kiss." Mark said, giving Jack a toothy smile. Jack laughed and leaned up, nuzzling his nose against Mark's. He pulled away and Mark fake pouted, sticking out his bottom lip.

"Come on, baby doll." Mark said, grinning again as he got closer to Sean's face. Mark made the move and pressed his lips against Sean's, them both having rythym. Passion was screaming in the kiss, bursting at the seams with love.

Mark pulled away and rolled off of Jack, sitting up against the headboard of the shared bed. Jack sat up and promptly straddled Mark. Jack placed his hands on his shoulder, rubbing them along with going to Mark's biceps and tracing them with his finger.

"Mark? Darlin'?" Jack asked, grabbing Mark's hands and intertwining both of their fingers.

"Yeah, baby boy?" Mark inquired.

"Ye' know I love ya', right?" Sean asked, looking up at Mark from their hands. Mark let go of Jack's hands and gently cupped his face, placing a kiss to Sean's forehead.

"Believe me, baby doll." Mark said, moving his hands to Jack's waist. "I know more than anything." Jack gently smiled and leaned forward, giving Mark a gentle hug.

"I love ya', babe." Jack said, pressing a kiss to Mark's bare shoulder.

"I love you too, Jack."

"Can we get up now?"

"Can we just stay here?"

"Mark..."

"It's my birthday. Please, baby boy?"

Jack groaned. "Okay. But only because I love the way ye' say it."

"You don't love me?"

"I love you too, Markimoo."

"I love you too, Jackaboy."