Phone call

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Seán's pov:
Mark pushed me back on the counter and proceed to slam his lips on mine. He started running a hand up my shirt.

I ran a hand through his hair and used the other to prop myself up on the counter.

And then my phone rang. I parted and saw it was Felix.

"Boo. Give let me get this." I kissed his cheek and stepped out into the living room.

Mark's pov:
"Hmm...."

Jack has been on the phone for what felt like centuries and I was getting impatient.

Jack sat at the edge of the couch talking letting a laugh out once in a while.

I threw a pillow at his side.

"Mark!" Jack scolded at me and went back to talking.

I scooted close to him resting my head on his side. He rubbed my head still talking.

Jack proceeded to lay on his stomach kicking his feet in the air. He purposely kicked me gently in the face to bug me. I groaned and held his feet down.

Seán's pov:
"Yeah... Oh-!" I was interrupted by my bottom being toyed with.

I looked behind to see Mark squeezing my rear and snickered.

I looked away continuing to talk to Felix.

Mark refused to give up and hovered over my back nibbling on my ear.

I groaned into the phone.

"Oh nothing Mark's just being a pain in me arse."

Mark kissed my neck. "So Felix-."

Mark slid his hand down my pants.

"I'm fine Mark won't stop bugging me." My voice cracked a little.

Mark rubbed my crotch and I moaned quietly.

I managed to keep talking to Felix.

He started to try and pull my pants down. I stood up quickly and my pants slid down and looked at Mark angrily but blushing.

"Jack." Felix started.

"I'm trying to get Mark to shoo hold on."

Mark coiled his arms around my waist.

"Jack."

"Yes?"

"Go to your baby boo. I can hear everything."

"Ok...." I hung up immediately.

"Mark!"

"Yes boo?" Mark looked innocently smiling sweetly.

"Your a pain." I pushed him on the couch hovering over him.

"But you love me." He pulled me down closer.

"Yeah."

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