A blindfolded Mark chew the mystery chip in his mouth and licked his lips. "Salt and Vinegar?" Mark guessed confidently.
"Dude, you're getting them all right," Jack said, checking off a box on a list.
Mark, acting cocky, threw his arms in the air, "My tongue is very skilled! It knows all!"
Jack grinned, "I'll bet it is."
"That came out wrong," Mark said in defense.
Jack looked up at Mark and smirked, "Well, time to put that 'All Knowing Tongue' to the test."
"Alright, bring it! I got this."
Jack went to get the last bag of chips, but an idea popped into his head. He smiled devilishly.
"Jack? You all good?"
"Yeh, I'm getten the crisps now"
"Well, I don't know what 'crisps' are, but do you have the chips?"
"Shut up, man." Both giggled.
Jack walked over and bent down to Mark's face level and put one hand on the American's shoulder, with the other, he cupped Mark's chin. Mark didn't seem to mind this. Jack gave him a short kiss on the lips, both of them blushed softly. Jack, blushing a bit more that Mark, slowly parted from the american's lips. But before he could react, Mark reached out, grabbed Jack by the hoodie, and pulled their lips together again. Jack's eye widen as he felt Mark pressed his soft lips against his own, he blushed like mad. Without breaking the kiss, Mark put his arm around the irishman's waist and pulled him onto his lap.
Mark broke the kiss and smiled. "Sorry....I needed a second taste"
Mark licked his lips, "Mmm.. tastes like Guinness beer and potatoes," he teased.
"Shut up, ye bastard," Jack said laughing as he started to get off Mark's lap.
Mark quickly grabbed Jack's arm, "Wait, hold on I almost have it. Can I just have..one more taste?"
Mark made a pouty face and Jack smiled. "Fiine," Jack said, jokingly rolling his eyes as he sat back down on Mark's lap.
Mark captured Jack's lips once again. The kiss was full of passion. Mark ran his hands up and down Jack's thighs, while Jack ran his fingers through Mark fluffy hair. They both stayed like this for awhile until Mark released Jack's lips.
Mark took off the blindfold and smiled at the sight of his lovely boyfriend being so close to him.
"So, did I win?" Mark asked with a big cheesy grin.
"No!" Jack laughed, stroking his lover's cheek, "Cause ye haven't guessed the last one correctly yet."
"Damn it!! I'm gunna need another taste"
"Com' on Maark!!" Jack groaned.
Mark leaned forward trying to kiss Jack again. Jack leaned back away from Mark as a joke but accidentally fell off his lap, both laughed uncontrollably.
"You okay?" Mark gasped for air from laughing so hard.
Jack, laying on the floor laughing, slowly sat up. "Yeh, I'm fine," he said rubbing his tail bone, where he landed.
"Aww baby, you want me to kiss your booboo?" Mark said in a baby voice.
"Mark, just 'cause I tell ye ta kiss my ass, doesn't mean I actually want ye to."
Mark bursted out laugh, and Jack couldn't help but join in. "God, I love you!"
He held his hand out and helped Jack up off the floor.
"I love ye more!" Jack said as he put his arms around Mark's neck.
"I seriously doubt that," he said as he held Jack by the waist, bringing him close.
