wonderwall (Septiplier)

thirty seven

[Sean's POV]

After hours of alcohol and anime school girl costumes, we'd all finished at Felix's stag and were now heading back to our places for the night. Thankfully me and Mark were not drunk but the other lads were REALLY drunk, Felix thought it would be the best idea to walk around and lift his skirt up every ten seconds whilst Ken chucked skittles behind him. Aaron on the other hand, he was linking arms with Bob and Wade, skipping down the road, singing the My Little Pony theme tune rather loudly.

I waved goodbye to the other drunken messes and walked into the hotel with Mark, ignoring the confused looks we were getting because of our costumes. I raised my hand and wiped some of the glitter off Mark's nose as we entered the lift,

"Maybe we should have walked them back to the hotel," I mumbled,

"Bob and Wade's is only round the corner, Ken isn't as wasted as Felix and Aaron so he can get them back to Felix's house. Don't worry angel," Mark said, lacing his hand in mine and dragging me out of the elevator and down to the hotel room. We both headed for the bathroom to get rid of the makeup that we were made to wear to complete Felix's stag.

"Why do girls do this?" Mark grumbled, wiping his skin roughly with a wet cloth, "seriously why would you put yourself through this every day?"

I laughed, pulling the clips out of my hair and brushing it down with my fingers, "come here, Mark, you've missed a huge spot."

I reached over towards him, holding his face gently as I wipe the smudged lipstick away from his mouth.

"I love it when you have messy hair..." Mark whispered, holding my hips gently and pulling me closer towards him.

"Mark," I sighed, pursing my lips with a smile, "I need to get your makeup off, wait.."

He moved his face towards my ear, "I'm not sure I can..."

I quickly finished up, wiping off the rest of his makeup and sorting out his hair, the butterflies building in my stomach. After placing the cloth down, I turned back towards Mark and he immediately pushed me back, kissing me passionately. I kissed him back, reaching up around his neck as he grips at me with need. I pulled open the bathroom door as Mark picks me up, pulling me against him as I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly. These tights didn't hide anything, and I could feel just how much he needed me.

Mark stumbled into the room with me propped up on his hip, my mouth attached to his neck. He had gotten pretty worked up while he was in the bathroom, as had I.

As I grazed my teeth along Mark's throat, he let out a deep moan at bit his lip, "Sean, are you sure-"

"Mhm.." I hummed, sliding down from Mark's hip and quickly trying to pull his dress over his head, "if I can get this dress off you anyway..."

"Oh we will..." Mark said, watching me intently as I let go and started working on my own clothes, first rolling the tights down my legs and throwing them across the room. Mark smiled, leaving the dress on the floor and swiftly pulling his tights off, eventually leaving us both in only our boxers.

*smut warning*

Mark grinned and dropped to his knees, peppering kisses along my lower stomach as he looked up at me with his dark eyes. I could barely stand up, let alone speak, and Mark soon understood as before I knew it, I was being pushed onto the bed slowly, Mark hovering over me.

I made a small whine as Mark snaked his hand around my neck, pulling me up into a kiss while simultaneously pushing my boxers off my hips and releasing me. He stood up, removing his own boxers before looking back at me.