The Mark *Septiplier* {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 7

Jack's POV

Damn... Just hang up on me then...heh.. Mark just hung up on me. He seemed to be in some sort of hurry. Wonder what his problem was? I was just messing around. Right? I was just "kidding" with him, I wanted to see how he'd react to it more than anything really.. I loved to see his pink, nearly red, face. It was really adorable. He's really adorable. He's really sexy too. And cute. And sweet. And that voice... Dammit Jack! Now look what you've done..

I look down and notice the bulge in my boxers. "Fuck.." I can't help but breathe out and just stare at what this man can do to me, yet we've never even met in person yet. While I'm thinking, I feel my right arm twitch, reminding me of my "tattoo" of Mark's logo.

Almost involuntarily, my hand grazes over my crotch, feeling just how hard I am. God, how can he do this to me? I can't wait to see what happens when we meet face to face... If we even get to.. Just thinking about us meeting and what might happen makes me turned on that much more. If that's even possible. I need to do something about this before it kills me. I live alone, so I really don't know why I'm not already taking care of it, instead of just sitting here, with a hard dick, thinking about my best friend. Heh, how fucked up is that?

Soon enough, I weasel my way out of my boxers, feeling my erection spring out from under the fabric. I pump some lube into my hand. I close my eyes as I firmly grip onto my member. I slowly start to pump my erection while thinking of a chocolate-eyed angel. "Oh god~"

Imagining Mark between my legs, sucking me off, is turning me on more, making me more needy. I pump faster, thinking about his sultry tongue caressing my tip, his sinful lips cradling my head, hie perfect teeth slightly nibbling around my slit, my hand tangled in his gorgeous mane. I can't take it anymore, my body is craving him and I can't stop it. "Fuck.. Oh, D-daddy..."

My hand is pumping and jerkng at an inhuman speed, and it's not long before I can't take it anymore; moaning the loudest I've ever moaned. "Daddy!" I feel the gooey, sticky evidence of my sins.

I grab a tissue to try and attempt to clean myself a bit before ultimately deciding to take a shower, mainly so I can think about everything.

While in the shower, I can't help but imagine that he's in here with me. I can't help but imagine that he's slowly caressing my body as he washes me. "Oh, Mark..~" I quickly open my eyes to realize I'm alone, in the shower.

I finish washing myself and get out and wrap a towel around my waist. Heading to the bedroom to change, I can hear a beeping or ringing or something. But it's coming from my recording room. Forgetting about the clothes momentarily, I rush to see what's going on; it's a Skype call, "From Mark.."

I answer almost immediately and, in turn, I'm greeted to Mark's smiling face. Not long after though, his smile fades and he's just openly staring at me, not in the eyes like last time, but... lower..?

"What?" I'm curious, why's he staring at me?

I look down and notice I'm shirtless; and pantsless, and boxersless. I forgot I'm only wearing a towel.. Shit...

"Heh, I'll be right back."

I rush to put on underwear and a pair of "athletic" shorts. Not feeling in a hoodie mood, I reach for a tank top, showing off my +1 biceps! *insert flexing here* I return to my computer to see a red-faced Mark.

"Mark? You okay? You looked a little flushed..."

"What? Oh, mmmm.. I'm fine. I'm cool. Everything's fine." Weird...

"If you say so, buddy." Ow.. that hurt me.

He seemed deflated after that. That is, until he noticed something.

"Heyy, Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"What's that on your arm??"

"Hm? Oh! This." I turn to where he can see my mark. "I've had this for about a year now.."

He pulled up his sleeve to show me something. "Me too. It just kinda happened one day. Hurt like a bitch.." I leaned on to see a tattoo of... my SepticEye? Wait does that mean..?

"We're soulmates..."

"What was that? Your mic didn't pick it up."

"It's nothing, Mark. Nevermind.." That explains the feelings here lately..

"Heyy, ummm.. So, PAX is next month. And me and the guys were wondering if you'd like to come?"

"I don't know, man. How much would the tickets cost?"

"For you, nothing. I'll pay for everything, including a round-trip plane ticket. You can stay with me before then, and we can share a hotel room. That is, if you want?"

"Um.....HELL YEAH!! Ever since forever I've wanted to meet you. Now, I've got the chance to, not only meet you, but bunk with you? Fuck yeah!"

He let loose a hearty chuckle that made my heart flutter and, I'm pretty sure, fly away.

"Oh my god, Jack. Calm your inner fanboy!"

"He shall never be tamed, Daddy!" Shit... did I just say that out loud??

All chuckles instantly stopped and he looked at me with a very confused, very sexy face. It was jaw-dropping.

"Wait.. D-did you just call me d-daddy?"

"........no.....yes...maybe...?"

"Mmm.. Say it again."