Markiplier Smuts

Drunk

A/N let's just say that this takes place before Mark discovered his body cannot process alcohol.

Mark, Matt, Ryan, and I love to throw parties, especially late at night. There's just something about running about in pitch blackness drunk off of our asses that entertains us. Tonight was a bit different though. I was tipsy and everyone else was full on drunk. We had been splashing each other in the pool and running around spraying each other with hoses. Mark was tripping over his own two feet so we decided to take him into his bedroom and lay him down. Matt, Ryan, and I decided to keep running around in the yard and drinking. When everyone went inside, I went to get my purse and phone to call a cab. Mark was standing in the kitchen with his shirt off and his sweats sagging in the right places. "Hey (y/n)..."he said, drunkenly. I laughed. "You are so drunk." I said with a smile. "Yeah...but my mind is sober." he walked over to me, taking careful, large steps. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. "Mark?" I said, unsure of what he was doing. "(Y/N), I want you." with that, he kissed me. It felt so wrong and yet so right at the same time. Mark scooped me up and set me on the counter. He pulled my skirt off, pulled me to the edge of the counter and began licking through my panties. His hot breath got me wet fast. I instinctively grabbed his his hair and started tugging on it. Mark looked up at me seductively, then he stood up and removed his pants and boxers. I could see his stiff member underneath his long t-shirt. He slid me into position and then entered roughly, fucking me right on the kitchen counter tops. I was taken aback at how quickly the waves of pleasure rode over me. "God,Mark you are so fucking good." I moaned. Mark panted, the alcohol on his breath trailing into my nostrils. "(Y/N), you feel so amazing." he purred, arching his back. "Fuck, this is gonna be quick, I'm so fucking horny." I didn't care. I just wanted him to fuck me and fuck me hard. Mark pounded into me, the pleasure washing over his face with every thrust. He whimpered. "I'm gonna cum, babe." I leaned back onto the counter. "God, me too, Mark!" "I want you to finish first, (y/n)." Mark panted. He pounded into me harder and faster. My walls constricted his movement and I unleashed my wetness onto him. Mark moaned louder and longer and then finally released inside me. We both looked at each other. The light coming in through the back door illuminated Mark's face. I breathed heavily, cupping his face to give him a kiss. His tongue and mine wrestled between our mouths. Mark gently took me off of the counter and carried me bridal style to his bedroom where he laid us both down and cuddled me. "(Y/N), don't ever leave me. I don't know what I'd do without you." I nuzzled Mark. "You're my best friend, I'm not going anywhere." Mark chucked. "Good...there's so much stuff the two of us have to do together...including more of what we just did." I ran a finger down Mark's chest..."Good." I said.