WARNING: THIS PART IS A SMUT
ALSO, THIS WILL PICK OFF WHERE THE LAST ONE LEFT OFF SO IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER THSN PLEASE DO
ENJOY ^.-
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Mark shut and locked the door behind him. You looked at him as he walked over and grabbed your waist, pulling you against him once again. You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him down to you, kissing him lovingly.
You smiled against his lips. He pulled away once you started giggling, moving to your neck and smiling into your skin as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck. "What's so funny?" he asked.
"If I'm being honest; I've always wished this would happen, I just never thought it actually would..." you responded. He began landing butterfly kisses all around your neck, leaving a trail of sparks behind. He laughed lightly, the sound like music to your ears.
"Is that so?" he pulled away and took your hand, leading you to the bed. "Well, may your dreams be realized." he whispered. You giggled, punching his arm playfully as you sunk down onto the bed. Mark crawled on top of you, moving to your neck once again.
You tugged roughly at his hair as he bit and sucked on your neck, being sure to mark you as his. You moaned quietly, bringing your knee up and groping his member. He bit down on your collar bone, apologizing with the presence of his tongue, cooling the wound instantly.
He pulled away to shed his shirt. You took the hint and did the same, stripping until left in only you underwear. Mark looked you over, his mouth agar as he admired you.
He licked his lips before leaning in and capturing yours. He pulled away a few moments later. "You look beautiful, y/n." he clarified.
You flipped your hair dramatically. "I know." you said, sarcasm dripping in your voice. He smiled and shook his head, laughing lightly at your weirdness.
To keep you from talking again, he swooped down and kissed yo I again. You grabbed his face and wrapped your thighs around his waist. His tongue quickly dominated yours, searching your mouth, driving you crazy.
His hand snaked between your bodies as he began to rub you over your underwear. You moaned into his mouth when he pushed your panties to the side, teasing your slit before working figure eights against your clit. You broke the kiss. Mark waisted no time, working once again on your neck.
At the sound of your moans, he eased a finger into you. You urged him on, his name rolling off your tongue repeatedly. He slid a second digit into your, his pace quickening.
Once you were about to reach your climax, he pulled out. You whined, the space that he once filled was now empty.
You watched as he ripped of the remaining of your close, his soon following. You smiled and tapped his chest lightly with Your finger.
"Hey, lay on your back. I wanna do something."
He did as he was told, a confused yet amused expression on his face as you threw your leg over his frame, straddling him.
You drag your nails down his chest, beginning to rock your hips back and forth slowly, grinding his member. Your hands raked over his muscles, red lines followed the path of your fingers, rarely bleeding.
He inhaled a sharp breath at your actions, eyes glued to your body as you picked up your pace, making sure he could feel your begging womanhood against his shaft. You bit your lip, the friction only making you wetter.
The pain of your scratches only amplified his lust for you.
You grabbed the boy's length, rubbing his head along your slit before pushing him into you. You let out a sensual moan as you sunk your hips all the way down.
"Hmm... Fuck.. You're so tight..." Mark said, his voice breathy and quiet, almost like he didn't mean to say it aloud.
Your mouth hung ajar as You brought your hips up until he was almost completely out of you before slamming them back down, the force of the impact voicing with a slap of skin against skin.
You dug your nails into his thighs as you repeated the action several times, moaning as quietly as you could imagine. Mark grabbed your hips, pulling out before flipping you onto your stomach.
You gasped out of surprise as he positioned you onto your knees, pushing into you from behind. You gripped the sheets tightly, your knuckles whitening. He held your hips strongly as he pounded in and out of you. You moaned his named repeatedly, sending him into overdrive.
Stars exploded behind your eyes and the corners of your vision blurred, sending you into an oblivion of sheer pleasure.
"Mm... Mark! Right there!" you demanded.
He obliged, abusing your spot relentlessly. "I-I think I'm-I'm gonna--"
"Me too.." Mark said. He picked up his speed, his thrusts becoming sloppier.
You walls tightened around his as his name was said one more time before you realised your fluids around him.
He thrusts into you a few more times, riding out hid own orgasm. He pulled out just in time, climaxing onto your back.
You both collapsed, Mark landing next to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you against him and snuggling into your chest, breathing in your scent.
"Hey, y/n?" he whispered. You hummed sweetly, running your fingers through his hair, letting it fall delicately in and out of your grasp.
"Would it be the right time to admit that I'm in love with you?"
"This is awkward," you inhaled sharply "I actually have a thing for BamBam."
"Shut up." he said, smiling against your skin.
