*WARNING* contains smut... a lot ;)
All night, I was thinking about what Marcus said, repeating his words in my head.
"Do you feel that way too?"
I wanted to scream as soon as he said it: "YES! I DO! I FEEL THE SAME WAY AND EVEN MORE ABOUT YOU!" Missing him already, I thought I'd send him a text.
Me: kinda miss you btw x
He replied instantly, which made me grin.
Marcus: same here tbh, i'm glad i finally told you about that tonight x
I knew exactly what he meant by "that".
Me: awh sorry for being so awkward, i guess i like you even more than i thought x
Marcus: stop babe, you're gonna make me blush aha x
After sending that message, he quickly followed it by adding:
Marcus: sorry didn't mean to call you babe fml
Me: it's okay, i kinda like it, babe x
Marcus: alright then babe, whatever you say, i really want to talk to u in person rn xx
Me: same here xx
Marcus: come over? xx
No way! As soon as I go that text, I was sneaking out of the front door.
Me: on my way xx
I knocked on Marcus' front door and he opened it right away. At first, we didn't speak, sort of just looking at each other, awkwardly. That was until Marcus broke the silence.
"You know what, fuck the talking," he said. We both giggled before he grabbed my arm and pulled me inside, kicking the door shut behind him. Wasting no time, he dragged me upstairs to his bedroom. Laying me down on his bed, he whispered in my ear,
"Do you feel like doing this? I don't want to move too quickly if that's not what you want."
"I want this more than anything, don't worry," I replied, smiling. He was so mature, asking for consent, it turned me on even more.
The tender feel of his lips on mine sent warming sensations through my body. I was ready. For a while, he kissed my neck and ran his fingers through my hair. We both removed our shirts and he began to lick my nipple - he knew just how to make me feel good so effortlessly. I let out a soft moan to ensure he knew I was enjoying it. His kisses lowered down my body and quickly reached my waistline where he stopped to unbutton his trousers. Suddenly, we were both stripped to our boxers. As I slowly took my pants off, he placed his finger upon my lips. I softly bit it and he breathed heavily.
Lying naked with Marcus on top of me felt like a dream, however, it did not feel as good as when I started to give him a blowjob. I heard him cry my name in delight. Damn, I was feeling so horny now.
Soon, I was lying on Marcus' bent over on Marcus' bed and he kneeled behind me. Just like Damion did before fucking Carter, Marcus began to finger me. I've never felt the feeling I did. After repeating this action for a good few minutes, we were both ready to properly fuck. It felt right. Neither of us had done this before but we both knew we wanted to first do so with each other and nobody else. I arched my back as a sign of preparedness and Marcus began to tease me, slowly entering my ass with his cock before removing it moments after. Slowly was how we'd do it. Both of us felt no need to rush.
It took a few thrusts to get used to the unusual feeling. However, before long, we were both groaning loudly. I wanted this moment to never end. The deeper he went, the tighter I clenched his bed sheets. I ran one hand down his muscled body as he fucked me harder and harder.
"Fuck Alfie, your ass is such a pleasure," he whispered, as sexy as ever.
"I like it deep, baby," I replied shoving my head into his pillow, overwhelmed with satisfaction.
He began to drill my ass to the pace I moaned and he pulled my hair with every pounding. I loved dirty Marcus even more than I thought.
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum babe," he grunted.
"Me too, Marcus," I said, changing position so that we ended up lying next to each other. We masturbated beside each other, gazing into each other's eyes. His were chocolate brown and mesmerising. Simultaneously, we ejaculated and moaned. He came closer and I felt his heavy breaths on my neck.
I was lost for words. My fantasy was no longer a wish. It was a reality. I just got fucked my Marcus Butler.
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Hopelessly Devoted (Malfie Fanfiction)
FanfictionAlfie had developed feelings. Feelings for his best friend, Marcus. Was it wrong? He didn't know. One thing he did know was that he'd never felt like this about anyone before. To make matters even more difficult, there is also the constant risk of...
