Pure~Markson

Reveal

When he woke up, Mark could smell pancakes cooking in the kitchen. Had he slept through the whole day? What time was it?

He wandered into the kitchen to see Jackson standing at the stove making pancakes in his boxers.

Mark tried his best to stay quiet, but was caught when he caught a glimpse of his bulge and took in a sharp breath.

"You're awake," He smiled. "Sorry if I shocked you. After Jaebum left for work, I took a shower and laid down with you some more. BamBam's asleep in the guest room. When I woke up, you were still sleeping."

"So, why are you making pancakes?" He plopped onto the counter.

"I know how much you like them, and you haven't been feeling the best lately. I figured we'd have pancakes for dinner."

His cat ears perked up and his eyes lit up. Food could keep his mind off things.

"You want me to feed you, Kitty?" Jackson smiled. He clearly had forgotten about his suspicions that Mark was in his heat.

But he wouldn't refuse such an offer.

When he nodded, it made Jackson feel good inside. Doing things for Mark was a gift in itself. Shuffling between his legs, he could feel it when the air changed.

"Open up," He tore off a piece of pancake and held it up to Mark's lips.

If he accepted, they would continue to eat and probably cuddle.

But if he didn't...

"I would rather have something else in my mouth," Mark pouted.

Jackson swallowed in shock. Never had he been this direct or this sexual.

"I - I..." Mark just looked into his eyes, licking his lips. If he played his cards right -

"BamBam is still here, I don't want to make it awkward."

"He won't mind," Mark was playing with his necklace. "And it wouldn't be so bad if he heard us...Heard how much we love each other..."

"How about," Jackson backed away, "You talk to BamBam about that."

Mark frowned. Why was he being like this?

Complying to his request, he hopped off the counter and walked out of the kitchen, making sure to wiggle his ass when he walked.

If this was a joke or his way of playing hard to get, it wasn't very fun.

"BamBam..." He knocked softly on the door. If he was really sleeping, Jackson wouldn't want to sleep with him. He wouldn't want to cuddle or tell him he's beautiful and that he loves him. Nothing.

"Yeah, come in."

BamBam was laying under the covers with a lamp on and his headphones.

"Um...I kinda need your help."

Of course, with his dirty mind, he looked down. "If you're asking, I don't think that would be-"

"No, no. Not that...I don't know what to do. He keeps rejecting me and I don't know if I can take it any longer. At all. My urges are growing stronger and...I - It hurts my feelings..."

Why was he crying? It's not like Jackson knew what he was doing. He didn't know that he was in heat, and they hadn't been together long enough to know how sensitive he actually was.

BamBam pulled him over and took him into his arms. Out of habit, Mark wrapped his legs around his waist.

"Come on."

And they were off, trying to find Jackson.

He ended up still being in the kitchen, still making pancakes.

"Jackson?" He whipped around, surprised to hear BamBam's voice. He also noticed that he was carrying Mark. Nobody ever carried him, he was never in the mood.

"I don't know how to approach this...Well...This morning I got a call from Mark, and he wasn't feeling good. Turns out...He, um, has his heat."

Jackson saw as Mark's grip tightened on his shirt.

"Wait, you knew?....Is that why you wanted to stop by?" He nodded.

"Even you're new to this. He's never been in heat, and you've never taken care of him in heat. Yeah, we have Jinyoung, but as a newborn bunny, he's not even close." Then, he tried putting Mark down.

"No...N - No..." He clung onto BamBam.

"Come on...He's waiting for you with open arms; Why else would I try and put you down?"

Mark turned his head slightly, only to see Jackson with his arms out.

"Kitten...Please come here."

This time, he let his feet hit the floor. He closed his eyes and let Jackson pick him up.

"I'll leave now. It's pretty late, but it's okay. Bye guys."

"Bye Bam."

"Bye BamBam." Mark mumbled in Jackson's shoulder.

The front door opened and closed and it was just them.

Mark jumped at the sudden movement when Jackson started walking.

He brought them back to their room and laid him on the bed. So that he wouldn't have to face Jackson, he flipped onto his stomach. The bed was still warm from his sleep.

"Mark..."

The hybrid's tail tucked between his legs. For sure, Jackson would be mad at him for not telling him. It's not good to keep secrets in a relationship. That's what leads to breakups.

"Please talk to me, kitten..." His hand rested on his thigh. Mark turned his head and locked eyes with Jackson.

"It's a normal thing, no need to be embarrassed..." He looked down. "And it's pretty embarrassing for me too, you know."

"Why would it be embarrassing for you?"

A smile crept onto his face. "I have to take care of you...and your needs." His hand moved up and began massaging it. He brought up his other hand and did the same. Mark hummed in appreciation.

"You should've told me earlier...We could've had so much fun..."

Jackson swung his leg over to straddle him from behind and leaned forward to whisper in Mark's ear.

"Now it's my turn to play."

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