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1.9

*THIS WHOLE CHAPTER IS SMUT. IF UNCOMFORTABLE, DO NOT READ. SKIPPING THIS CHAPTER WILL NOT AFFECT THE STORY.*

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Mark bit Jack's bottom lip before trailing his lips down Jack's cheek. Jack moaned as Mark sunk his teeth into his collarbone.

Matt and Ryan glanced over at each other as they heard the moan echo through the house. They both smirked before walking out of the front door and to Ken and Felix's house.

Jack tugged on Mark's t shirt, watching as he pulled it off. The younger ran his hands over the other's top half before his shirt was off too.

Jack gasped as Mark's lips surrounded his nipple. His back arched, and he felt Mark's hands wander down his sides and towards the small of his back.

The red head's lips roamed down the younger's chest before his lips bit into his hip. Jack whimpered, watching as Mark unbuttoned his jeans with his teeth. The two held eye contact as the elder used his teeth to pull his zipper down as well.

Mark sat up, pulling Jack's jeans off before Jack was reaching for his to be off too. The elder listened, pulling his jeans off quickly. He smirked before kissing Jack's thighs, hearing his whimper lightly as he sucked a hickey into his thigh.

Mark bit his hip as he pulled Jack's boxers off. Jack whimpered as Mark slowly began leaving hickeys down his hips, slowly continuing until he wrapped his lips around Jack. Jack groaned, biting his bottom lip as Mark licked up the protruding vein.

Mark made eye contact with the younger before Jack let out a loud moan and threw his head back. His fingers tangled into Mark's hair, pulling on it lightly as Mark bobbed his head quickly. "Fuck."

Mark continued this until Jack was thriving under him, hearing him whimper as he pulled away. Jack's breathing was ragged as Mark connected their lips, rolling his hips lightly. The younger's hair stuck to his forehead and his eyebrows furrowed as he pushed his hand against Mark's chest to pull away from the kiss.

Mark watched as Jack let out a quiet moan, his eyebrows furrowing slightly and his eyes closing. Jack's eyes reopened, meeting with Mark's briefly. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Mark whispered, stopping his movement for a moment.

Jack smiled lightly before he nodded. "Just go easy on me, yeah?" He asked quietly, his hand coming up to hold Mark's shoulder. Mark nodded, kissing his lips lightly.

"Of course, love." He whispered back, kissing Jack once more.

Mark sat up, reaching towards the nightstand and opening the drawer. He grabbed the black bottle of lube before opening it. Spreading some along his fingers, he set it down on the nightstand once again.

The elder pushed his hand against Jack's thigh, pushing it to the side so he could push his finger into the younger's entrance slowly. Mark felt Jack grab at his shoulder as he started to move, hooking his finger to try and find his prostate.

Mark smirked as Jack blurted a slutty moan, adding another finger. He began to quicken the pace, adding another finger which earned a squeak from the younger. He slowed, looking up to Jack. "You doing okay?" He asked quietly, getting a nod.

"It burns a little, but I'm fine. K-keep going." So he continued, feeling Jack's nails bury into his shoulder as he let out a loud moan. "Ooh my god, M-Mark" He moaned out as Mark's fingers began hitting his prostate every time, his back arching slightly.

He pulled his fingers out, hearing the panting Irishmanjx as he did so. Mark reached over to grab the lube, stroking his dick a few times after squirting some onto his hand. Jack flinched lightly as he massaged his hole with the extra. "You okay?" Mark asked, slightly worried.

Jack nodded, smiling lightly. "It was cold." Mark chuckled, kissing his lips for a minute before slowly entering into him.

Jack whined into the kiss. Mark pushed all the way in before stopping so Jack could have a minute to adjust. "M-move."

Mark pulled out before pushing back in slowly, feeling Jack's nails in his shoulder and watching his eyes screw shut. "You okay?" Jack nodded.

"Yeah, go.. Go faster."

"Jack... Are you su-"

"Yes, I promise."

Mark quickened his pace slightly, hearing Jack's light whine. His eyes were screwed shut still and his fingernails were still in Mark's shoulders.

Mark pushed back in, hearing Jack let out a obscenely slutty moan. "F-fuck." His hand gripped Mark's shoulder now. "F-Faster."

Mark quickened his pace more, kissing Jack's collarbone lightly as he did so. "M-Mark.." Jack moaned into his ear, his hands gripping his biceps.

"Fuck, Jack." Mark moaned lightly onto his neck. Mark was close but didn't want to cum until Jack did.

Mark lifted his hips slightly, looking for Jack's prostate. He heard Jack moan louder. "D-don't move."

Mark nodded, smirking as he kept his hips there. Jack was a moaning mess now. "C-can I-" Mark nodded. "Fuck, daddy." Jack moaned as his back arched and he came over their stomachs.

Mark came soon after, pulling out of Jack shortly after and laying down beside him.

Mark cleaned them up quickly before pulling the covers over them. "You're so hot." Mark whispered, kissing the nape of Jack's neck.

"Shut up and go to sleep, Mark." Jack mumbled as one of Mark's arms wrapped around his waist.

Mark chuckled, smiling lightly. "Sweet dreams, love."

The younger reached up to Mark's hand under his pillow, intertwining their fingers. "I l- Sweet dreams, Mark."