A Stupid Stupid Ex ~ Septiplier : BOOK 2 STUPID STUPID SERIES

Two

I woke up, screaming. Mark shot up and wrapped his arms around me, scaring me and making me jump. "Jack! Jack! It's okay, it's just me," I sighed and hugged him, hoping he wouldn't mind the sweat dripping down my forehead. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, "I just had a weird dream, but I'm good now," he smiled. He looked past me and I turned around to see the blue sky, suggesting it was around eight. "Well, I guess we should get up now."

He chuckled, "yeah, or else Wade will make sure we are up." We both laughed, remembering last time we woke up late and ended up with cold water all over us. We both slipped out of bed. I admired Mark in his boxers as he walked over to the closet. I still can't believe he was mine. I smiled, slipping on a blue t-shirt with an Ice Dragon in it. I slipped into my jeans and threw on some socks, grinning when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist.

"Hey Markimoo, what are you doing?" I whispered softly, still smiling. He rested his head on my shoulder.

"Shush and let me snuggle you," I giggled and let him hold me against him.

"You are so clingy," I turned around and caught his lips. I pulled away and we smiled sweetly. "And I love it." He kissed me again, our lips moving slowly. I smirked against his lips when he wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me closer. He slowly pulled me with him towards a wall and pressed my back against it. I blushed when he slowly moved down to my neck. "Not now Mark, we have work-oh fuck," I gasped as he pushed himself closer to me.

"I know, but we haven't done anything in eight weeks...and you are like a fucking drug," I bit my lip as his hand ran up and down my lower back.

"Hey lovebirds," Mark jumped off me at the sound of Bob talking outside the door. "We have to record!" Mark looked at me, hunger in his eyes.

"...tonight?" I chuckled, rolling my eyes and smirking.

"Maybe, now let's go record." He smiled and we left the room. Thank god I didn't get hard.