Septipler!

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Jacks POV
Mark and I had just gotten back from a Dreezy concert. It was so cool! The lights, the music, everything! But the way Mark looked....He was so happy. His smile always brightens my day. I grab my phone to check the time. 10:36. Traffic was horrible getting back. Who knew LA could be so hectic? Much different then my small town in Ireland. I hang my coat on the hall tree beside the door. Mark heads to the kitchen. Probably go get a snack. We didn't eat at the concert. Mark seemed to have something on his mind when we left the concert. I wonder if I should ask him....

Marks POV
Damnit!! I can't get that green haired Irish beauty out of my mind! I think Jack knows something is wrong now. As the concert was ending, I snuck a few glances at Jacks ass. He was jumping up and down so it was hard not to. I just.....no more hiding my feelings.

Jacks POV
I hear Mark call my name from the kitchen. Washing all of the thought of Mark out of my head, I walk into the kitchen to see Mark blushing intently.
"Mark? Did you need something?"

He mumbles something I can't make out. "What was that Mark?"

He doesn't say a word. Before I can blink Mark has me pinned against the wall behind me. "Jack there's...we need to talk. I love you Jack. I always have."

I blush and whisper, "I love you too Markimoo."

Mark trails his fingers up my arm, leaving goosebumps along my skin.
He looks deeply into my eyes. He grabs my chin in between his thumb and forefinger. I grab the back of his neck and shove his lips onto mine. I pant softly after the kiss. His lips are so soft. I place my fingers on his lips and his tongue reaches out to touch the tips of my fingers. I pull my hand back, slipping it under his shirt. He pulls at my hair softly. God I love this man so much. Mark carefully pulls off my shirt and throws it across the room. Tracing my hands down his flannel, I play with each button. Feeling Marks breath against my neck, I slowly undo each button. My eyes widen as he slips the flannel off. His muscles flex with every movement. My pulse races as Mark places kisses against my neck. I moan softly once he kisses a certain spot. He bites down on the spot making me arch my back. I feel sweat drop from his forehead as he whispers in my ear, "Red if you want me to stop."

I breathe heavily in response. Mark yanks off my pants then does his. I look down to see a bulge in his black boxers. He smirks and leans in. "Like what you see kitten?"

My voice hitches once I hear the nickname. I can only moan in response. Mark trails his tongue down my neck and shoulders.

"M-Mark please..."

"What was that kitten?"

"Please I need you...now."

"As you wish kitten."

Mark carefully pulls my boxers down to my ankles. I grab onto his shoulders as he slips them off my feet. He pulls off his own and places his fingers on my lips. "Lick, kitten."

I open my mouth and let his fingers in. I suck on them and swirl my finger around them. Mark pulls them out, making a pop noise. He pushes one finger into me slowly. It burns for a little while, but eventually begins to feel amazing.

Marks POV
I push another finger into him. Jack grabs my shoulders and lets out a strangled moan. Feeling him close tightly around my fingers, I pull out. Jack lets out a mewl from the loss of my fingers. I enter him slowly, only half way. He struggles under me. I chuckle deeply. "Jack I'm barely half way in."

"Shut....u-up Mark."

I continue to laugh. He nods after a few minutes. I start out slow, only pushing half inside him. He pulls at the sheets underneath him. (They're in the bedroom btw) I grunt as I feel him close around me. As I begin to pick up pace, Jack starts to shake. He can't be close can he? My thrust begin to get faster and faster. In a few minutes I have Jack yelling my name like it's the only word he knows. "M-Mark...faster!"

I wrap my hand around his member and stroke him in time with my thrusts. Jack leans his head back as he comes in my hand. I follow shortly after. I pull out slowly, feeling Jacks breath against my neck. "I love you Markimoo."

"I love you too Jackaboy."

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