Obstacles (A Sequel)

Chapter Five

"They'll start questioning you, do you realise that?" I said to Mark as we sat in the car on the way home, admiring my ring for about the fifth time during that journey.

Mark held my hand over the gear stick as we turned onto his street. "And I'll gladly answer; do you think I'm scared to tell them I'm definitely no longer on the market?" He smirked and I giggled.

"Well, you never know!" He let go of my hand and put his hand on his heart, pulling a wounded face; he kept this up until he parked the car and we both got out. Feeling slightly guilty, I went round to his side of the car and tried to embrace him, to which he pouted and shook his head quickly.

"We get engaged and this is the abuse I get?" He folded his arms as I stood in front of him, giving him my best puppy-dog eyes. "Honestly, it'll take a lot more than that!" His smile broke through and I stepped towards him, taking my advantage.

I linked my fingers with his and brought it close to me, just allowing his fingers to skim my stomach and upwards. I raised my eyebrows and smirked as he stood watching where I guided his fingers, dropping his hand as it reached my collarbone. Spinning him round by the shoulders, I gave him a light slap on his ass to motion him inside.

"Sit." I instructed him as we got inside and I closed the door behind. He backed up to sit on the sofa, never taking his eyes off mine and trying to predict my next move. "You have no idea, do you?" I teased as I approached him and straddled his lap.

"Are we going to continue what we started before we went out?" He asked, rather quietly I thought. Thinking about this and making him wait, I looked upwards for a moment before answering with the word he wanted to hear.

I shrugged as I pushed him backwards to lean against the back of the sofa. "Maybe..." I pressed my lips to his softly, giving him an invitation to heat things up if he wanted. Taking the full opportunity, he brushed my hair backwards and I allowed his tongue into my mouth, soon taking his hands and guiding them down my sides and to my ass, which he squeezed slowly.

Opening the buttons on his shirt, I began to kiss from his lips down his neck and onto his chest; as I opened more buttons, I got off his lap and knelt in front of him, my hands on his muscular thighs and my lips just above the waistband of his jeans.

"Maybe I should propose more often..." He said smugly and I caressed his thighs with my hands. I looked up at him and put my finger to my lips, not resisting planting a deep kiss on his lips while unfastening his jeans. Taking them down to his ankles, I slid my fingers up his legs and pulled down his underwear slowly, trailing my fingers lightly back up his legs as I abandoned them at his ankles. "Oh babe..." He breathed as I stroked his shaft before beginning to put him in my mouth.

As I took more of him, I looked up to see him breathing heavily and resting his hands behind his head, his eyes closed and his head on the back of the sofa facing the ceiling. His breathing got louder as his whole body tensed, getting closer to his climax with every move I made. Deciding to make him suffer a little longer, I smoothed my hands over his thighs and lower torso and he let out a little groan. I smirked as he got closer and gripped the sofa as he came, running his hands through his hair and leaning back onto the sofa, panting, as he finished and I faced him.

"Will you forgive me now?" I bit my lip as I sat next to him and he leant on my shoulder; I giggled as he nodded and I kissed his hair, running my hands through it. "That's what I like to hear." I moved to kiss his lips but thought twice about where they'd just been and stopped, prompting him to snigger at me.

"That's a good idea," He put his arm around me and squeezed my shoulder. "Or we can have a shower together?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at his face, which was slowly returning to its normal colour. "I know what you're thinking, and you're a dirty son of a bitch, but not this time – you knocked it out of me."

"Wuss." I mumbled with a grin, and took his hand to lead him into the bedroom to get changed for our shower. After we'd both stripped down to our underwear and discarded it in the bathroom, I led him into the shower and he turned on the water, wrapping himself around me as the water cascaded over us and kissing my shoulder. "What do you think you're doing? You said no..."

"That doesn't mean we can't have a bit of fun!" He grinned and turned me quickly so my back collided with the wall. Picking up the bottle of body wash, Mark shook it while kissing me passionately and squirted a large amount into his hands, gently smoothing it all over me and then pulling me into the water to wash it off. "What fun!" He winked and I shook my head on a smile.

As I put some body wash on my hands, I rubbed it over Mark, taking my time running my hands over his broad shoulders and his biceps. "I never tire of looking at your body." Mark rolled his eyes and I stopped mid flow. "Excuse me, do you want me to finish this?" Looking sheepish, he nodded and I stuck my tongue out at him. I rinsed him off and looking at his wet hair falling across his eyes, I took a deep breath and couldn't resist capturing his lips in a deep kiss as I held his hands by his sides, surprising him a little but smiling as he responded and turned the water off.

He stepped out first and offered his hand for me to step out, drying us both off and stepping into his Markiplier PJ pants. "Damn, I need some – I missed the window!" I said as I put on my underwear.

"In three years? I've sold them since." He raised his eyebrows and laughed. "I suppose you could borrow these if you really wanted..."

I shrugged and walked into the bedroom, cocooning myself in the duvet on the bed. "Who said I'd been a fan for three years? I might hate your videos!"

"Think of them what you will, for you've got one up on everyone else!" He stood in the doorway and posed, earning an eye roll from me before he joined me in bed. "Don't you roll your eyes at me – I saw that." He cuddled up to me and wrapped his arms around me, closing his eyes and smiling like an idiot. I sighed and emerged from my duvet cocoon to rest my head on his chest and closed my eyes.