12 days of Christmas (Markimash)

6 day of X-mas

3rd person

It was late at night,6:38pm to be exact, but Aaron was wide awake watching Mark across the room. Mark was cooking dinner when he whined in pain.

"Tsk!" He pulled his finger and waved it around like a flying piece of Bacon. He looked carefully at his hand seeing if it had left any marks or burns. He saw a patch of red growing around the rim of his finger. "Mark you okay?" Aaron got up from the warm couch and walked into the kitchen to find Mark sucking his finger.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just get me some ice please." He held his hand close to his chest. It's like he was protecting it from the air it's self. Aaron didn't listen to Mark instead he slowly pulled Mark's hand away and licked his finger. Mark didn't make a noise till he made a little moan of lust. "How's that?" Aaron's eyes sparkled in the light.

"Surprisingly it feels better." Mark had a small amount of blush on his face. He pulled up his glasses up and looked back down at Aaron. He had a smile on his face and a bag of ice aimed right at me face. "this will feel better!" He tossed him the bag of ice at Mark's hand and slapped his face softly.

"Thanks Yami." Mark gripped the bags tightly and continued to cook dinner.

Mark was making spaghetti with Texas toast bread and burns himself 3 times and had 3 Dots of hot sauces burned on his arms. Mark wasn't the greatest cook known to Aaron, but the bread turned out fantastic. The two enjoyed the food while Mark was cuddling with ice bags at the table.

"6 burns on Mark!" Mark smiled and shoved his food down his throat.

Meh~ Mirror HBR #) early! Sorry lost tract.