"Watcha reading?" I asked. "A book." Dark said, completely engulfed in whatever it was he was reading. "Is it good?" I asked. "That's why I'm reading it." he said. Obviously, he was too into the book to have a conversation. So be it. I crawled under the covers with him and laid my head on his pillow. "(Y/N). Knock it off, I'm reading." I tossed his hair a bit. He looked at me, irritated. It pretty much goes without saying that I enjoy annoying my best friend. Why not? He annoys me all the time on purpose. I love waiting until he's doing something he likes to before making my move. I flopped face down on his chest. He placed his arms on top of me and kept reading. "You're no fun." I said, trying to squirm out from under his arms. He pressed his arms into me, not letting me move. A subtle smile spread across his face. Turning the tables. I thought to myself. We'll see... I finally managed to get out from under his arms, he kept reading, still donning that cute little half smile. I crawled under the blankets,and laid on top of him, resting my head on his chest. He set his book on my head. "Try harder (y/n). I'm a bit tougher than that." he said. Damn. I was sure that'd get him nice and agitated. "Could it be that you're in a good mood?" I asked. He looked down at me. "I don't think I have anything that constitutes as a 'good mood' (y/n)." He was right. No matter what he'd never be a smiley, happy-go-lucky guy. That's what I found to be so attractive about him. I don't like bubbly people at all. That's why Markiplier is annoying, but Mark is my friend. I have always appreciated Dark's calm demeanor. There's something soothing about it. I've found peace in his negativity. He's the right amount of fierce and the right amount of laid back. "Oh Dark, you are something else." I said, burying my face in his chest. He patted my head a bit and kept reading. I watched him read. Every now and then he would look down at me looking up at him. I put my hands on his shoulders. He chuckled a bit. "You're trying so hard. Good effort, but not good enough." He turned the page again. I backed under the covers, laying between his legs with my head on one of his thighs. I pulled down his boxers and began stroking his member. His breath hitched and he immediately began hardening in my hand. I kept slowly pumping him, feeling his body react to every touch. He instinctively bucked his hips a bit, moaning a little as he did. I slowly took the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. I heard the book hit the floor. He stuck both hands under the covers and tangled his fingers in my hair, forcing my head where he wanted it. "Suck me (y/n), god fucking damn it." He moaned, bucking his hips harder. I bobbed my head along his member, deep throating him. His breathing changed from slow inhales to panting. "(Y/N)..." he moaned. "Fuck." I bobbed my head quickly. "Ah-ah, (y/n)!" I felt his member twitch and a warm fluid shot down my throat. His breathing slowly returned to normal, and he placed two hands on my shoulder. "Get up here." he growled. I crawled up and straddled his chest. He demanded that I take everything below the waist off. I did. "Ride my face, (y/n)." he said, removing his glasses. I climbed on top of him and placed my heat over his mouth. He flicked his tongue around my sensitive clit, then dipped his tongue deep in my core. I rocked my hips, convulsing in the sensations. "Fuck." I whispered, closing my eyes as my core tingled and swelled with warm pleasure. I put my hands on the wall and let the pleasure consume me. My core tied itself in knots and just as they were about to come undone, Dark would hold back a little. "God, fuck you! Fucking tease!" I whined. A muffled giggle sent vibrations up through my core. Dark licked, nipped, and sucked my tight womanhood until I finally hit my peak and released, soaking him. I carefully dismounted his face and caught my breath beside him. He looked over at me, wiping away my juices that didn't land in his mouth. "You're still not good at irritating me." he said, almost boasting. I just laughed through my breathing. "No, but I guess I am good at other things." I said, winking. He picked up his book. "I think you should try bothering me again." he said with a wink. I pondered it before making my way under the covers to see what else I could stir up.
