I danced along with the music Felix had playing and laughed. The colors from the TV and everything else were blurring and making everything look rainbow. "Jack." Mark said from the couch. "Hmm?" I asked. "You're a really good dancer." Mark said. "Thank you. You should know that your face is teal." I said, smiling. "Is that what color I am?" He asked. I nodded and walked over and sat on his lap. "Why don't you like me back?" I asked, rubbing my hands down the front of his shirt. "I'm not sure if I do or not yet." He said. I looked around and noticed everyone was missing. "Where'd they go?" I asked. "They went to go get food." Mark said, staring at me in a way I'd never seen before I hummed and Mark slid his hands under my shirt. "I don't know how guys work. Teach me how to turn a guy on." He said, voice low. I pulled my shirt off and he smirked. "Guys have sensitive spots just like girls do. Mine are simple. My nipples first of all." I said, blushing. Mark moved his hands up and carefully started touching my chest, rubbing his hands up and down it. He leaned forwards and kissed my chest, sucking on a spot attempting to leave a hickey. I moaned quietly and he pulled away, "What else can I do?" I sighed. "Grab my hips, and push them forwards. Tell me what to do. Take control. Put your hands on my bum. Any of those. Plus kissing, and hair pulling." I said, shyly. Mark spread his hands on my bum and pushed me forwards. I rolled my hips to match what he was telling me to do and he moaned quietly. I pushed his shirt off his stomach and he pulled it off. I ran my hands down his chest and he pushed me forwards again. I gasped and he smirked, looking up at me. He sat up ran his hands up my back, pressing our bodies together. He kissed my neck and along my jaw, nibbling a bit. I gasped and closed my eyes, until he kissed me. I opened my eyes for a minute, then melted into the kiss. I tangled my hands in his hair and he pushed me forward again. After a bit of that we pulled away breathless. "Did I do good?" He asked, panting. I looked down and my lap, and his, and smirked before nodding. "Should I try to fix it?" He asked. "If you want." I said. He pinned me to Felix's couch and grinded. My hands were pinned above my head by one of his hands, the other hand was teasing me in other ways. "Mark." I gasped. He nodded and smirked, panting. My back arched a bit and Mark groaned. We sat up as the others were walking in and I blushed, a dazed smirk on my face. "Oh, my god!" Felix exclaimed as he walked in. "We brought pizza." Bob said, looking between us both. "He taught me." Mark mumbled. "Good, Mark." Felix said. I grabbed a piece of pepperoni pizza and smiled before eating it.
I woke up on Felix's couch, in the dark. "Shit." I breathed. My jeans felt uncomfortable and my underwear especially. My shirt was on the coffee table and I had a dark hickey on my chest. "You're awake." Mark's familiar voice said from behind me. I jumped and rolled over, see Mark laying beside me. "Markimoo." I said, smiling tiredly. "Hi Jackaboy." He said. "Why are you two up? It's midnight." Felix asked from the kitchen. "I just woke up." I said, yawning. "Same here. Hey Felix, did anything happen?" Mark asked. "Um... Well, yeah..." Felix said, hesitantly. "Lemme see the video." Mark demanded. I looked at Mark wide eyed and Felix sighed, handing Mark a video camera from the counter. We sat up and I noticed Mark was shirtless too. He turned it on and looked through the videos. A video from yesterday was the only one on the camera. "Felix had the idea to film what we do when we were high one day and we do it every time since then." Mark explained as Felix left the room. "I'm sure it's nothing we regret." I assured, shrugging. He nodded and we watched the video together.
