The Proposal (Markimash)

Operation: Rough Night

$$$$Hi Flappy birds! How ya doin? I'm back with some more Markimash! Thanks for yo support! LOVE YA
I'm not much of an inappropriate person, but this chapter may get a little...uh...you know what I mean XD####

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☆Mark's POV☆

I laid in my bed, facing the wall, letting insomnia get the best of me.

I've been having trouble sleeping lately. Even when Aaron wasn't staying here, I could barely sleep a wink. I just can't stop thinking about him...

I guess that's normal for people with emotional issues right?

...Nah just me.

And every other teenager on the planet.

"Ugh..."

I looked at the digital clock on my dresser. 1:32am it read.

"God dammit..." I cursed underneath by breath, getting more frustrated by the minute.

I was so uncomfortable, flailing around hopelessly in the hot sheets, the feeling of the kiss burning my flesh.

I groaned hopelessly at trying to fall asleep. I guess Aaron and I will start the project another day. At least till I get some sleep and have some sense of sanity.

The thought of Aaron isn't just causing emotional problems. He's also causing my sexual problems to spike.

Great.

Now I have to fix it.

"Well if I can't sleep I might as well..."

My hand starts to find it's way towards to inner part of my thighs as it sneaked it's way under the covers.

☆Aaron's POV☆

I awoke to a muffling sound. I slowly rose up from my pillows and slowly rubbed my head.

I stretch my arms as I yawn slightly. I don't have a shirt on because its slightly hot in this room.

I didn't want to touch the AC just in case he didn't want me to.

I looked around the room to find the source of the noise, but ended up in failure as I noticed nothing was out of the ordinary...

Oh well.

I layed back down and smiled slightly as my head came in contact with the soft pillows.

They smell like Mark a little...

As drowsiness attempted to overtake me, I heard the muffling noise again, but this time it was a little louder.

I sat up once again, a little quicker this time.

I have no idea where it came from, but curiosity got the best of me so I slowly remove the covers off of me and get out of the bed, letting my bare feet hit the soft carpet.

I stretched all my limbs once again before slowly proceeding to the door, opening it slowly with a creak.

I stared into the dark corridor, trying to find some sort of presence in the darkness.

I heard the noise again, but louder this time.

"...Hello?" I called out quietly as I stepped further into the house.

No response.

I admit, I am a little scared. I prefer to walk around the house when its daytime.

I walked through the house, being as cautious as possible as I approached Mark's door.

I pressed my ear up against the door, listening closely. Yup, there is definitely something in there.

Well Mark of course, but something seems...off.

"...Aaron..."

What the heck?

'Did he just call my name?'

Is he okay?

I started to get worried. I slowly opened the door and stared in shock at the sight before me.

Mark was curled up into a little ball on his bed, his hair a tangled mess as his breathing became unsteady.

I could see the outline of his hand moving furiously under the covers around his lower regions.

Oh my gosh...

He's masturbating.

My eyebrow twitched in frustration. If he had a problem, then he should've have told me...

"Mark!" I called out.

He practically jumped ten feet in the air.

He scrambled under the covers to quickly remove his hand from his trousers.

"A-Aaron?! I didn't see you there! Its not what it looks like!" Mark tried to cover up his act and waved his hands in front of him.

I wasn't buying it.

"Mark there's...fluid on one of your hands."

He froze, "Dammit..."

He turned to me with a sorrowful look, "I'm sorry you had to see me like this...you probably think I'm disgusting..."

I raised an eyebrow and placed my hand on my hip. I then walked over to Mark and straddled him on the bed.

I grabbed Mark's cum-stained hand and brought it up to my lips.

☆Mark's POV☆

My eyes widened, "Aaron what the hell are you doing?!"

He glanced up at me, the devilish look in his eyes turned me on.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm going to punish you."

I blinked, "For what?!" I shrieked.

"For not inviting me to your jerk off session," Aaron winked.

Aaron took my fingers into his mouth and began lavishing them with his tongue.

My heart was beating furiously as I admired Aaron's skilled tongue, coating my fingers with his saliva.

He made sure to throughly ravish every crevice of my hand as he ran his warm tongue over the palm of my hand.

Aaron didn't leave a single spot of the thick, white liquid on my hand.

He licked it clean.

He released my hand and shot me pleasing look.

I couldn't help but pant as he teased me with his wet muscle.

"A-Aaron...?" I managed to get out.

"Shut up. I'm not done with you yet," Aaron smirked as his eyes trailed down to look at my erection that had yet to go down when I was caught red handed.

My eyes narrowed, "What are you planning to do?"

Aaron gazed back at me, burning a hole right through me, "I'm planning to make you mine tonight."

He licked his lips, "Buckle up Mark. We're going for a ride."

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