My Heartthrob

A day out

(art by hunnylemon on Deviantart)

I picked up the decorative teddy bear on the stand at the store and looked at it thoroughly before showing it to Mark.

"Kind of cute isn't it?" I said with a smile.

"Sure, but I thought the deal was the coffee shop. Not actually going shopping?" Mark gave sort of a pout.

It was the weekend and it was date night, but I decided to drag Mark out shopping before the coffee shop, and I had good reason to. That reason being, I thought it would be fun.

"I'm pretty sure the deal didn't involve fucking me on your coffee table either." I stuck my tongue out at him.

He raised an eyebrow at me and grinned. "I'm pretty sure that was your plan."

I grinned back. "You had been talking about it for so long, so."

He shrugged. "It's the reward I get for being your pack mule when you take me shopping, it seems."

"Aww, you really don't want to be here." I folded my arms. "Here I was going to try on new swimsuits and see if you liked them." I winked. "I only want to wear Markiplier approved swimwear in Markiplier's pool."

He paused, eyes widened. "Who said I didn't want to be here, I suddenly really like this idea."

I giggled. "Then let's go." I waved him over to follow me toward the swimsuits, which he eagerly did and I picked out a couple, or so and had him help me carry them to the dressing room. A dressing room that was oddly empty, save for us.

I went in and closed the curtains. "No peeking." I hollered at him.

"No promises." He shouted back.

"Hey, don't ruin the surprise." I giggled as I slipped into the first one, a dark purple tankini.

I busted out and did a model pose. "Ta-da! What do you think?"

He rubs his chin as he examines me. "Hmmm, it looks okay."

"Okay?" I questioned, "I really like this color."

I turned to face the mirror and examined myself, only to see that through to mirror, he was staring at my behind.

"On second thought, I like it, really nice view."

I turned my head and stuck my tongue out at him, before going on and trying a couple other suits to model for the boo.

I finally focused on a black halter bikini. As I strutted out from behind the curtain, he smiled at me.

"You look beautiful."

"You always say that." I laughed.

"Because you always do."

"Do you think I should get it?" I said as I turned around.

He shrugged. "I like it, but it's up to you."

I gave a thumbs up. "If it has the Markiplier seal of approval, I'll take it."

I went back to see that there is one more that I need to try on. Looking at it, I gave a slight grin, pulling the other suit off and slipping into this little number.

A navy blue string bikini, barely any fabric covered the buttocks and the front region and little triangle pieces of fabric covered my nipples; each triangle had a white flower painted on it, the bare essentials.

I stepped out and struck a pose. "How about this one?"

Mark looked up and his jaw instantly dropped. "God damn..." I barely heard him whisper as he signaled for me to turn. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yeah, we're getting that. We're definitely getting that." He spoke eagerly as I made a full turn allowing him to get a view at every angle.