Affinity // (GOT7 Markson)

Chapter Six - English Bay

"Get on your knees right now." Jackson demanded, using his hands to push down on Mark's shoulders. Mark could hear the roar of people talking outside the room of the party they were at, but the music was so loud that it drowned out their words, Mark could only hear muffled voices all talking over each other.

"I want you to suck me, Mark." Jackson said again, undoing his belt buckle. "You don't know how long I've waited for this."

The room they were in was small, and the only light was that of a small crack under the door that gave Mark just enough to make out the outline of Jackson's shirtless body. Although he could barely see Jackson, Mark could feel the heat from his body. He pressed his lips just under Jackson's belly button, kissing him gently while helping him undo his pants.

"Ahh, yeah. Fuck, Mark." Jackson said with a shy moan just as Mark bit into his skin a little.

Mark was slowly making his way down Jackson's navel, making sure to savor every moment he could down there. The hair from Jackson's happy trail tickled at Mark's nose. Jackson's body was unlike any Mark had seen before. His rigid abs made Mark weak, and he felt as though he wanted to be as close to Jackson as he could.

"You want this dick, Mark?" Jackson said partly out of breath, "You want it?" Jackson grabbed onto his dick over his boxers and shook it a little in Mark's face, which only made Mark want it more. Even though Jackson was only semi-hard, Mark could tell that he was very well endowned.

Jackson pulled his boxers down slowly, and his thick, semi hard dick flopped out in Mark's face. He grabbed the back of Mark's head gently, and motioned for Mark to take him into his mouth.

Mark got a grip on Jackson, rubbing the dick over his nose and cheek, playfully licking the head every once and a while. Mark could taste Jackson's pre-cum, it was a warm salty taste, and Mark could tell that Jackson was more turned on than ever.

"Yeah, just like that, babe. Don't stop." Jackson encouraged Mark. "I want you to taste me."

Mark began stroking Jackson, first slowly, and then he picked up the pace once he realized just how rock hard Jackson had got while in his mouth. After a few minutes of sucking Jackson, Mark could feel Jackson's body tense up and start to vibrate a little.

"Oh.. oh fuck.. I'm think I'm gonna cum-"

BEEP BEEP BEEP~ Mark's nuclear warning alarm clock blared. It was Saturday morning, and Mark had just had the first official sex dream of Jackson. It was written in stone now: Mark had an undeniable attraction towards Jackson, one that even his subconscious couldn't stifle. He slowly sat up in his bed, reaching down to check the wet feeling he had near his waist. 'Aw, shit.' He thought to himself as he realized exactly what had happened.

He slowly willed himself out of bed and awkwardly limped over to the bathroom, adjusting his boner on the way. He started the shower and took off his briefs, shaking his head as he thought over the dream he had just had. The details were foggy, and his short term memory was slowly filtering out the dream, but Mark was slightly aroused just at the thought of it.

After his hot shower, he got dressed and headed into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Eggs, toast, avocados, and a glass of OJ. There was nothing on Mark's day planner to look forward to, so he thought he would catch up on all the shows he'd been meaning to watch on Netflix. He placed his white plate down that had his breakfast on it beside his laptop right next to his orange juice. His Big Bird slippers protected his soft feet from the cold ground. As he signed into his Netflix account there was a buzz on his phone.

JACKSON WANG (text)

"It's so bee-you-ti-ful outside. Let's go swimming!"

Mark squinted his eyes and stared around for a second, wondering how best to reply without sounding too... 'Mark.'