Markiplier Smuts

Mark x Reader

I was sitting on a bench playing with my phone waiting for my best friend Mark to come and get me. I saw his ride pull up and I jumped from my position and ran up to it. I flung the door open and got in, covered in rain. "You owe me one, (y/n)." Mark yawned. It was late at night and my stupid roommate and I had gotten into an argument and she tossed me out into the rain. "I'm sorry, Mark." I whined. "Don't be. You're my best friend. I'll always be there for you." I smiled. "I appreciate this, I really do." Mark looked over at me. "How long were you sitting outside in the rain?" he asked. "Too long. I had been sitting outside in it for over an hour before I called you...I wasn't sure if you cared." Mark looked hurt. "Of course I care (y/n)." he said, softly. "Why would you think I didn't?" "I just didn't want to bother you..." I said, trailing off. Mark sighed. "I've told you a thousand times if you need me call me. I'll do my best to help you." We rode in silence for awhile. "Sounds to me like your roommate is pretty awful. You might want to reconsider living with her. What happened anyway?" "I honestly don't really know. One minute we were fine, and the next we were screaming at each other. I think it had something to do with her and her boyfriend arguing...I think she took it out on me." Mark shook his head. "That's terrible. But at least you have me to fall back on. There's always room for you in my house." I smiled again. "I'm so glad." I said as we pulled into the driveway. We both ran to the front door, trying to stay as dry as possible, not that it mattered for me...I was already soaked. When we got in the front door, Mark immediately handed me a towel. "You look pretty soaked...why don't you dry off and I'll find you something to put on." I accepted the towel and thanked him. I ran the towel over my head and noticed that my hair was tangling. "I think I should probably take a shower. I feel like a mess." I said, walking into Mark's bathroom. "I'll only be a minute. Just dump whatever it is you want me to wear outside." Mark nodded and we went in separate directions. I jumped in the shower and scrubbed myself with Mark's soap. I always loved the way he smelled. I washed my (h/l h/c), and combed through it until it was smooth. Perfect. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. I saw that Mark had been in while I was showering. He left me one of his oversized t-shirts and a pair of boxer briefs. I laughed. I guess all of his shorts were dirty. I changed into the clothes, pulled a hair tie from my wrist and put my damp hair in a messy bun. I hung the towel up and stepped out of the steamy bathroom into the cold air. I shivered. Mark was sitting on the couch. "Sorry that stuff is a bit big..." he said, noticing the shirt was hanging well below my hips. I shrugged. "It's comfy." I said. "So...I'm guessing after a rough night like tonight you're ready to get some sleep." I nodded. "It's late Mark. We could both stand to get some sleep." I looked at the clock. 2:45 am. Yeah, we definitely needed some sleep. Mark showed me to my room, which was right across from his own. We said our goodnights and I went to bed. I laid awake for what felt like forever. I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes a bit. I felt cold and tired. I tiptoed into Mark's room. He was snoring, spread out across the bed. I had to laugh, he looked so funny with one foot out from under the covers, the other buried underneath them, and both arms outstretched. I gingerly slid into bed next to him. I fell right asleep after that. When I woke up it was still dark and I heard rain on the windows. Mark had both arms wrapped tightly around me. "What are you doing, (y/n)?" he asked, groggily. "I dunno...I couldn't sleep so I came in here." Mark hugged me tighter. I felt moisture and heat drop into my core. I wiggled a bit. I heard Mark emit a soft laugh. "Can't move, can you?" he asked. "Nope. You've got me too tight." I said. He pressed against me, rubbing his hardening member on my ass. I let out a little moan. I felt Mark's hot breath on my neck. "I'm glad you came in here." he said, slipping his hand between my legs. He rubbed on my inner thigh and began slowly tracing his hand upward. My breath hitched a bit. "Like that, baby?" he asked. "Yes." I purred, bucking my hips a bit. "Me too." he moaned, playing with my clit. He bucked his hips against me, getting more forceful with every movement. "God (y/n)." he breathed. "I want you so badly." Hearing him say that had my core damn near dripping. I pulled his drawers off of myself and he removed his. He pulled me up against him, grinding on me, muttering my name and the things he wanted to do to me. "Fuck me, Mark." I moaned, fondling myself, knocking into his hand on occasion. He positioned me on all fours and slid his hardened member into me. He feverishly and passionately slammed into me. He needed the release bad. He grabbed a fistful of my hair. "(Y/N), yes! You're so fucking tight!" he moaned through clenched teeth. I backed myself into his thrusts, trembling from pleasure. "God, Mark!" I moaned. "Harder, make me cum!" Mark thrust into me as hard as he could. I felt the pressure of my release building deep inside of me. "(Y/N), fuck!" Mark moaned. He gasped between deep, guttural moans. He rocked my core until I released all over his hips. He finished deep inside of me, panting and cursing under his breath. "You're so amazing." he said, bringing me into a deep kiss. I wrapped my legs around his body and kissed him back. He looked into my eyes and I melted. "You really are my best friend." I said, embracing him tightly. "You too, (y/n). You too..."