Go The Distance (A Markiplier fanfiction)

Ten

I had just finished making some popcorn and preparing drinks and snacks when Mark put The Lego Movie on, making himself comfortable on the sofa and kicking his shoes off; to me, he looked gorgeous just stretched out on the sofa wearing dark jeans, his lucky flannel, and he hadn't started wearing his glasses again yet, which made him look even more dreamy.

I flopped down on the sofa next to him as I set all the food down finally and sighed. "Long day?" Mark smiled and put his arm around me as I yawned.

"Yeah, putting up with you is tiring!" He slapped my arm gently and pulled me closer as the film started. "I was cleaning all day yesterday, so yeah you could say I've had a long day."

Mark looked around and raised his eyebrows. "Well, you've done a good job. Didn't you get any help?" I shook my head and took a bag of chocolate buttons from off the coffee table. He reached for the packet and I pulled away from him teasingly, letting him pout and watch the film with his arms crossed as I yawned widely again.

I don't know how I stayed awake till near the ending of the film, but I somehow managed to, after we had eaten most of the food of course. The last thing I remembered watching was "President Business" discovering his son to have changed his Lego city. I woke up to Mark gently shaking my shoulders, and started to sit up quickly as I realised I'd fallen asleep on his chest, but he stopped me.

"I think it's fine to fall asleep on my chest by now, don't you?" He said quietly as he softly held my chin and moved closer to me. I felt my heart start to thump through my chest as he softly touched his lips against mine, judging my reaction before he did anything else.

"It has been a long wait," I whispered as my hands snaked around his neck and moved into his hair. "I'm not sure I can wait any longer..." I pressed my lips to his harder and straddled him as his hands started caressing my waist.

Things progressed from careful to intense after I had said that, because Mark picked me up so my legs were around his waist and my hands round his neck as he kissed me passionately with clear intent. As I thought he was moving towards the bedroom, he pushed me against the wall and I tugged his hair as my tongue found his, before fumbling with the buttons on his shirt and allowing him to shrug it off.

I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up as he pulled my top over my head and I opened my jeans and pushed them down my waist, laughing as I fell into him as I kicked them off. He laughed too and picked me up bridal style as I stood in my underwear before him, not wasting a single moment as he kissed me again, allowing his tongue to meet mine.

He backed into the door, pushing it open and laid me down gently on the bed, before climbing on top of me and beginning to kiss slowly down my chest as I made an effort to feel his abs, which I had been dying to do. He stopped as he got to my bellybutton, leaving me breathing heavily as he sat upright and discarded his jeans and socks and I did the same with my bra.

He left his boxers on and I whined, causing him to smile cheekily and push my underwear down my hips to my ankles. He then continued his torturous kissing where he left off and, this time, lingering on my thighs as his fingers carefully sweeped across me. Throughout my pleasure, I tried to unhook his boxers but he batted my hands away, grinning slyly again and continuing his pleasureable torture of me.

After what felt like an age, and endless moans of pleasure from me, he finally discarded his boxers and climbed up the bed to put his face close to mine.

"Is this what you've been waiting for?" He breathed, and brushed my hair back as he kissed me with a kiss so full of desire I never wanted it to end. As I closed my eyes, I felt around for the drawer next to my bed and rooted for a foil packet before hooking my arms around Mark, and pushing him upright, passing him the packet but never breaking the kiss until ran out of breath.

"Are you sure?" He asked as I broke away.

I stroked down his pecs and planted a kiss on them. "I've never been more sure..."

*

"Good morning..." I said quietly as Mark blinked slowly. "Did you bring your glasses?" He nodded and I purposely leant over Mark to the bedside drawer to grab his glasses, which he had brought for emergencies.

He blinked again as he placed them on and his eyes became more focused. "Well, good morning to you, princess," He placed his hand on the back of my head and kissed me gently but passionately. "How was your night last night?"

I shrugged, a sheepish and sly smile on my face. "It was alright, I didn't do that much." He stuck his tongue out and fluffed his hair, which was starting to grow long again.

"No, me neither. I scored with this absolutely beautiful girl though – must have been my lucky flannel!" He winked and nodded over to the crumpled shirt near the door. "By the way, glasses or not?"

"You look incredibly handsome either way, so whichever way you prefer."

He smiled and picked up his contact lenses. "Glasses are a pain in the ass most of the time, so I'll take them off later."

"Anything else to take off later?" I tried to look innocent, and purposely failed.

He pretended to ponder thoughts over my question, and sighed, mockingly adjusting his glasses. "Well, technically, my clothes are already off, so in theory, I could just keep them off."

"I'm sure Charlotte would have a heart attack," He looked confused for a second until I shook my head. "We're meeting her today, pay attention!" I winked and slapped his bare arm. "Now, get some clothes on and make my breakfast." I dodged his hand and we play fought until Mark kissed me and we decided on another activity before getting out of bed.

*

"You're corrupting me," I trailed off as I stood in front of Mark looping my belt through my jeans. "If this carries on, I'm sure I'll think of a punishment for you..." He growled playfully and pulled me close.

"But I'm sure your punishments aren't actually punishments, are they?" His hands slid down to my ass and I moved them back up to rest on my back.

"I don't know about that," I shrugged, trying to keep a straight face as I moved his hands to the front of my waist. "I'll probably settle for you making me pancakes, but reenacting the video that made your fans' hearts bleed." I bit my lip as his hands moved up and brushed my hair back.

"I could settle for that too, for you..." He said quietly as he kissed me gently but with passion, prompting me to snake my hands around his neck and into his hair, which had just been washed so felt as soft as anything.

"What did you say we were doing today?" He asked as he finally pulled away and rested his hands on my shoulders. "Aside from meeting Charlotte." He quickly finished, trying to avoid my eye roll.

"We'll just go into the centre, she wants to hang out with you," He touched his heart and smiled, closing his eyes, and I pulled myself close to him again. "Maybe see a film?"

"And then what shall we do that night?" He asked quietly as he moved his head down to mine and brushed his lips against mine. I shrugged and he kissed me tantalisingly slowly, making sure our tongues met.

"Oh, you dirty boy," I looked up at him coyly as he pulled away and I rested my head against his chest. "And I thought you'd be pure-minded." I giggled, and he kissed the top of my head.

"Not when I have the most beautiful girl in the world right next to me," I raised an eyebrow and he shook his head quickly. "Damn, that sounded more creepy than romantic!" He laughed and finally let go of me, allowing me to lead the way out of the flat.

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This was definitely made better by Mark saying he was a top; I obviously know him so well ;)