Septiplier One-Shots

'D' in 'Me'

So, the reason I haven't posted like I promised, was because me and @gray_11713 spent 3 days writing this smutshot :P
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Chapter rated: 18+
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This is inspired by omfsean's post on instagram (picture above)
-J
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Jack's POV

Mark pressed against me, pretending to reach something on the desk behind me. "Sorry." he said, jokingly. He leaned down and I caught the scent of his shampoo. I released a quiet breath.

He's been doing this to me all day. Getting 'too close for comfort', saying all kinds of innuendos, even swiping his hand across my.... 'Area'.

"Hey babe, haven't you realized something? All the comments on your tag and mine are just septiplier comments, and they've been begging us to do a Q&A together already? Just. dO. IT" I said, pointing at my crotch.

"Well, you should've pointed at your shiny ass because that's what I'll be doing." he winked in response.

"Mark, for fuck's sake! Let's just do this already." I complained.

I gave him a small pout. He rolled his eyes and moved forward to hug me. "Fiiiiiiiiine." he whispered.

I smiled into his shoulder, "Thank you." He pulled away from me, his hands still lingering on my waist.

"No problem, baby." he spoke then smacked my ass, causing me to yelp. I glared at him as he walked over to his computer to set up the recording. You're gonna pay for this Fischbach. I grab my phone out of his sight and text the first person that crosses my mind.

Wade.

Let's see who's gonna be doing the ass-smacking now. "Okay babe, are you ready for recording?" Mark asked me grabbing my hand to lead me to the recording room.

"More than ready!"

"Well you seem pretty hype, how many cups of coffee did you have this morning?" Mark asks.

"Um, I'm a man that loves his coffee, punish me!" My eyes widened once I realized what just escaped my mouth. Mark took the chance to grab me by my ass and carry me to the room.

"No! Mark! Let me down! Ugh why did I say that?!" I yell. Hitting Mark's shoulder, playfully. In return, he starts to squeeze my ass on the way.

"I hate you. You know that?" I scolded, my arms crossed against my chest. He just smiled and kissed my nose. I grabbed a chair and plopped down in the seat as Mark got in his computer chair.

"Ok, one, two, three." He said then clapped, syncing the audio and video. "Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier. And today, I have Jacksepticeye with me to do a 'Reading Your Comments' video! Yay!"

"Hi." I waved to the camera. I then said my intro for my video. After that, we both looked through the tweets, finding some to read out loud and answer. "Here's one. 'Do you guys ever get into to tickle fights? And if so, who normally wins?'" I read.

"Oh, Jack definitely loses in this one, he's a really ticklish person. It's more effective than hitting him flat in the face!" Mark says while I glare at him. "Well it's true!" he protests. I roll my eyes as I look for another question.

"Umm, here. 'Do either one of you ever just appear in the other one's videos randomly so they have to edit it out?'" he spoke.

"Definitely, Mark always interrupts my recordings just because he's really needy and he wants to kiss me every 2 minutes. And it's basically a pain having to edit all that out" I answer, turning to smile at Mark.

"Well, if you don't want my kisses anymore, ANYONE WANNA VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE?" Mark yells.

"Fuck no, you belong to me and only me. I'll get you back anyways" I wink at Mark. He chuckled as he rolled his eyes. I turn back to the computer monitor. "Someone called, '@/wifeplier' wants to know if we can spell 'me'." I smirk (High five to anyone who gets that reference).