Passionate

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"Anh..."

Mark purred in his sleep sensually, squirming in the comforts of his single dorm bed.

His grip around his pillow tigthened like his life depended on it, shifting himself into a comfortable position to get into it's warmth

He was within the confines of campus, safely within his shared dorm along with his roommate ; Wade Barnes.

Which of course- did not take lightly to his constant heated moans, despite this being the first time Mark has ever done so.

Many emotions was going through the timid man's mind as he was constantly whipped within his dream ; Lust, Trust, Affection and- Passion.

He wasn't use to this- no, it was all foregin to him and it scared him above all else. It made him felt filthy and disgusting.

Wade, on the other hand, found Mark's excessive heated moans disturbing especially when his doing it at five in the morning.

He plucked earbuds on and started cranking up the volume on his ipod, in attempt to overpower Mark's groans.

That is- when Mark awoke with a start, jolting upwards as if he was electrocuted.

Mark was flushed ear to ear, his heart beating out of his chest- whatever he was feeling in his dream was gone now.

However, one thing stayed ; the warmth.

The half korean looked around, staring distantly at the window which was located beside his bed-side table.

It was still dark out, reaching early-morning hour. The only thing which illhminated the dirt road outside campus was the lamp posts.

Wade watched his roommate, arching a brow.

Plucking out one of his earbuds, faint sound of bass could be heard radiating around the speakers, which caught the Mark's attention.

"Dude, you feelin' alright?"

Mark knew the consequences of telling Wade about the details of his dream, he'd think Mark was sexually aroused- a madman.

So instead, Mark responded with a nod.

"Whatever you say, bro" Wade shrugged "Ima get going early, wanna follow?"

"Sure, theres nothing better to do anyways"

That brought a smile on the taller man's face, something which made Mark happy- making other people smile was his drug.

"Go get ready, ye doof."
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Mark has been in a daze after what had happened. Class didn't feel like class and friends felt like strangers. Dreadful.

Was it because he had an obscene dream inwhich he was constantly whipped or the fact that he enjoyed every moment of it?

He was unsure himself and it troubled him. Heck, he couldn't even focus in one of his favourite subjects ; Literature.

"Mr. Fischbach?"

A feminine voice projected from the front, causing Mark to snap back into reality.

"S-sorry, I-"

"Save it, I do not wish to bear witness your silly little excuses, Fischbach" She snapped, glaring intensely at the timid american.

Mark flushed embarrased, giving a curd nod as response. His roommate which so happeend to share his class gave him a little pat to comfort the american.

"Now, back to what I was saying before I was rudely interuptted. The project must be completed at the end of your holidays, whoever that has failed to do so will serve detention for two weeks" Miss Henson ranted, earning multiple groans within the class.

"Have I made myself clear?" She chulked, staring at the class like a predator to it's prey. Thankfully, the bell rang.

"Dismissed, enjoy your pitiful holidays"

"Jason and Wade, I need you two maggots to stay behind over the weekends for your extracurricular lessons." She reminded.

"Thats hardly even fair, I got good grades last semester!" Wade retorted to her unfair treatment, gaining her attention.

"Not. Good. Enough," She responded simply, adjusting her paperwork on the teacher's desk. Mark seemed abit displeased.

Mark and Wade would usually spend time together playing games during their free time, however, being alone was not what he planned to do.

Wade shook his head in disbelief, rubbing Mark's back. "Wow, you really do act like a baby when Im not around don't cha."

"Whatever..."

"Relax, dude, I'll be back before you even know it. What a doofus."

With that, Mark slinged his bag over his shoulder before inevitably exiting the area and leaving Wade alone with Miss Henson.

The safeword is red...

Mark's mind suddenly wondered back to that pleasent feeling while he was asleep, the leathery straps which straddled along his chest to his stomach.

The sensational feeling of being praised, being wanted by something- blissfull sweet nothings whispered into his ears.

A sudden crimson flushed his face ear to ear and a familliar warmth was present in his chest, his stomach started to do flips.

So innocent, so very- very pure

The trust and the pain he felt when being whipped, the affectionate kiss trailing up his neck then to his jawline and inevitably to his ear.

No- why was he thinking about all of this, it so wrong!

Such a gentle, delicate creatre you are...

Thats it, he needed some air. The libary would be a good place to go to.
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By the way, smut will insue in fic and there will be bdsm.

For those who don't know what that is, it's called ; Bondage, Dicipline, Sadism and Machosism. Yeah, that suns everything up.

So its gonna be NNnNnassSsSStTY!

Synchonocity Aka Morpheus