You're Beautiful To Me (A Markiplier fanfic)

Chapter 8: He's My First

Sorry I haven't updated in a long time. I just haven't found the motivation and I've had bad writers block. After wracking my brain I finally decided to make this chapter a smut. Enjoy you little pervs. ;D

Dakotas POV

As the weeks passed Mark and I only grew closer and closer. Pretty soon we even got a new apartment together with black and white theme decór. It was absolutely beautiful. My favorite part personally was the big TV. Although it was a little bit smaller than the old one, I liked it. It had a sort of fancy but cozy feel to it.

Jazmin was growing really fast too. We had to move her bed and cage into the living room, next to her doggy bowl. She was now big enough to jump up on the couch on her own. But she was only allowed when there was a blanket covering the cushions. Mark said it was ok, but I personally hated finding dog hair on the couch. Especially brown hair on a very white couch.

We finally finished moving everything into the office and reorganizing everything, and Mark and I were very hungry. So I took it upon myself to make some spaghetti and meatballs for him and I. I was still getting the hang of cooking; so Mark helped out a lot. It's not that I'm confused with what to do. I just have trouble figuring out how long to cook everything. "Mark how long are the noodles supposed to boil?" I asked holding an egg timer.

"For about 20-30 minutes depending on how tough you want them." He said.

"Aldenté" (Firm to the tooth)

"Then about 23 minutes" He said. I handed him the egg timer and he set the time. Placing it on the counter. Afterwards he prepared the sauce and meatballs. Once everything was cooking we sat on the couch and thought about what to do while we waited. Then a devious idea popped into my head. I looked over at one of the throw pillows preparing to hatch my plan.

Marks POV

Dakota and I were making some spaghetti for dinner. We just finished moving everything in and organizing the office so we both would have space for our computers. She even made her own gaming channel along with her vlogging channel. She recorded a whole lot yesterday and even made a New Home tour video like I did. Her's wasn't as elaborate but she preferred the simplicity. And I for one enjoyed her videos no matter how simple.

As we cuddled on the couch waiting for our dinner I started getting lost in my thoughts. But was quickly jolted back by a small pillow connecting with my face. As I jumped in surprise I looked over to see Kota clutching said pillow and laughing. "Oh you wanna play like that?" I challenged, trying to hold in my laughter.

"Come at me." She said as she sat up and thwacked me again. I quickly grabbed the pillow behind me and the pillow fight commenced.

Dakotas POV

Mark and I kept hitting and blocking each others blows while laughing our heads off. I loved being able to be childish with him. Pretty soon I was getting out of breath and Mark took the advantage to pin me to the couch. I couldn't stop laughing and it was partially reflexive. Every time Mark would pin me down, he would usually tickle the everliving crap out of me. I was looking at Mark with a look of both joy and panic if those 2 can even combine. However this time he didn't tickle me. Mark just looked at me, smiling. I feel my cheeks warm up as our eyes lock. Then he slowly leans down and kisses me softly. I return the kiss, slowly deepening it. He continues, this time a little more passionately. The electricity runs all throughout my body, making my breath hitch in my throat. Mark hears and deepens the kiss even more. I snake my arms around his neck and run my hands through his lucious black hair. I hear a moan in the back of his throat and feel myself smile. He pulls away to catch a breath and our eyes meet. At first it feels serene. Then I noticed something twitching on my leg. Mark flinched when he noticed it too and I couldn't help but laugh. "Well looks like somebody's awake, huh Mark." I teased.