(Fireball - Pitbull) (yet another really awkward chapter to write.)"Irish style?" Ken rose an eyebrow.
"Ya basically we blast music as loud as we can, play a fuck load of drinking games And dance our pants of literally." Jack Laughed.
"I'm not taking my pants off" I laughed. Taking a mouth full of beer.
"I will help!" Felix yelled. I spit my beer everywhere.
"How much have you fucking drank already?" I uncomfortably laughed.
"I was joking." Felix laughed. He walked up to me.
"That's Marks Job." He whispered into my ear.
"FELIX!?!" I slapped his arm. He just smirked and Walked away.
"LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" Jack yelled. Louder than usual.
"How about we read a page of a random book and every time it says 'and' 'or' and 'is' we take a shot?" I smiled.
"YYEEESSS!!!" everyone cheered. The boys ended up taking like 10 shots of Whiskey each.
"Let's start the.. Music" Felix slurred.
Wade went and blasted the Station. I only had 3 shots of Whiskey and on my 2nd beer but the guys had like 10 shots of Whiskey and 5 beers. It was Hilarious watching them all dance, drunk as fuck. I just stood back sipping on a beer while watching the guys dance.
"Riley...common. Dance with. us" Jack slurred.
"No I'm good for now." I laughed even know they were drunk so I probably didn't have a choice anyways.
"Common" Mark said grabbing my hand and bringing me too where they were dancing.
The next thing I knew all the guys shirts were off. I giggled at there stupidity.
"Hey giggly pants its your turn." Jack laughed.
"uh. No" I turned red.
They are so drunk they are not gonna remember it anyways. 'I'm not taking my shirt off'. I know and just saying don't worry what there saying there 99% not there.
"Why not?" Wade asked laughing.
"Cause non of you would be able to resist!" I laughed.
"Your just making excuses!" Felix slurred.
"Ya I agree!" Ken was way past his point my now.
Oh crap I was wearing my good bra too. Black with a little bit of lase and not enough fabric.
"No" I gave him an eyebrow.
I shot up as I felt to hands grab the sides if my shirt slowly pulling it up. I turned around.
"MARK!?!" I yelled pulling away.
"Sorry" he seductively smirked.
Who cares. Mark is my friend. IMA gonna YOLO IT!
I stepped forward towards Mark. Nodding to give him permission. He grabbed the sides of my shirt again slowly pulling it up. I quickly took off my hat and threw it to the ground. He fully pulled of my shirt. He just starred, his mouth was open a bit. I giggled.
"Keep your mouth closes bud." I said poking at the bottom of his chin. I turned around. Someone whistled. It was Wade.
Everyone starred for a minute. I was a little tipsy but I still had common sense. Than everyone just started Dancing again. Someone hugged me. It was Jacks Cologne, than he grabbed my butt.
"Jack!?!" I squeaked.
"What?" He winked pulling away from me completely walking away to Go dance with the boys again. Mark walked up to me.
"Come...here. fur a sec." Mark slurred grabbing my hand and stumbling over near Wades room and pulled me in locking the door behind him.
"Mark!?!" I whispered.
"Common time for some fun time with Mark!" his voice was deep and sexy.
"Mark if we had sex I would want you to remember it." I smirked.
"Common, not like full sex. I just wanna make out with you." He smirked taking of his jeans so he was just in his boxers.
screw it.
"Fine" I said taking of my jeans. So I was just in my bra and underwear.
He raised an eyebrow.
"You like?" I said standing with my hands on my hips.
"Uh huh" he said butting his lip. He lightly pushed me onto the bed, hovering over me. He leaned in.
I guess this is really happening.
He leaned in the rest of the way his soft lips meeting mine. Our lips moved in sinc. One of his hands holding himself up the other other one on my face. I smiled into the kiss. He softly kissed down my neck till he was right above my boob. He bit it leaving two hickeys. I let out a small moan.
"fuck" I said turning into the pillow laughing.
I really just moaned.
"Don't worry Righ. I took your shirt off." he said normally.
Wait he does not sound drunk. AT ALL! How much did he really drink?
" Mark?" I said looking out if the pillow.
"Yuup" he smiled a seductive again.
"How many beers did you have?" I looked him in the eye.
"I don't. know, 3 or 4 and a lot of Whiskey" he slurred.
Thank god.
We went back to kissing. He moved his hand that was in my face and brought it down to my hip and than grabbed my butt. He smiled into the kiss. He put his hand back on my face. I put my hands through his hair. The kissing became more rough. I lightly tugged on his hair. He let out a small moan. I laughed a bit. But went right back to kissing him. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip, asking for entry. I smiled denying it. than letting his tongue explore. A while later we just laid there. I got up and put on my pants. Mark did the same. I peeked out of the door. Everyone was passed out. I ran and grabbed my shirt and Marks shirt. I ran back taking my pants off and putting Marks shirt on. Mark looked at me confused.
"Everyone's passes out, take your pants back off lover boy." I laughed. He took his pants off and we went to sleep.
I'm gonna be the only one that is gonna remember anything from tonight. Uhg. Hangover in the morning. Yay.
Than I fell asleep.
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10 Steps Away (Markiplier x Righ-Low FanFiction)
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