Septiplier.

Hurt. ((The FEEEELLSSSS))

Jack brushed his hand across Marks face as he sat in Marks lap. He pushed Mark against the head board of his bed as he traced his finger down his furry torso.

"J-Jack, what are you-" Mark was cut of as Jacks furry face met Marks, their lips intertwinning as Jack pulled out, biting Marks lip softly. Jack took off his Sam shirt as he threw it to the floor. Jack unbottoned his pants as he took those off too. Mark now a full blush, was literally a chair for a guy who was wearing black Sam boxers, that he just met. Mark blushed as Jack dug his hands into his boxers. Mark groaned and bit his lip as he felt his member being rushed with a wisp of cold air.

"J-Jack!" Mark yelped as Jack covered his mouth, slowly pleasuring Mark as Mark whined.

Mark leaned his head back in pleasure as he moaned through Jacks hand, licking the palm of his hand as Jack was turned on by this. He took the salavia covered hand and rubbed it onto Mark's member, as he grinned, teasing Mark.

Jack slid down as he sat on the edge of Marks bed. Mark spread his legs as Jack leaned down to kiss the tip of Marks member, wrapping his soft tongue around it as he proceeded to engulf it into his mouth.

Mark clenched onto the bed sheets as he grabbed a pillow, digging his fingers into it in pleasure.

Mark groaned as he lifted his leg up, shivering. Jack slipped his member out of his mouth as he stood on his knees, taking off his boxers. Jack lifted Marks legs onto his shoulders as Marks body rose off the ground a tiny bit. Jack proceeded to thrust into Mark as he grunted, moaning through his teeth as he gritted them together. 

Mark stared up at Jack with such pleasure that he started to drool, he moaned as he felt Jacks hands grip his thighs, holding him still as Mark supported himself up by his elbows. He leaned his head back as the bed shook, violently.

Jack then took one hand off of Marks thigh as he grabbed something from behind his back. Mark looked at Jack curiously as Jack pulled out a small, black switchblade. Mark flinched as Jack did this. His eyes widened further with a scream as-

Mark sat up in bed, dripping sweat as he looked around as fast as he could. Be brushed his hair back as he looked around for Jack, but didn't see him anywhere. Mark lifted up the covers to see if he had a stab wound, but all he discovered was an odly shaped boner emerging from his boxers.

Great.