Septiplier SMUT shots

Why? PART2

IM SO SORRY I WAS GONE FOR SO LONG 😭😭 (PS. My style of writing has changed. A bit. Barely at all, but a little bit. Hopefully it's better to you guys.) I also changed the name to Septiplier SMUT shots, just so you know. I don't want to do anything without telling you about it first. I also changed the description. Again... 😂
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"M-Mark..." I whispered as he kissed my neck, lowering his kisses until he got to my stomach.

I gasped as he reached down and began to rub the crotch of my jeans. I quietly moaned, embarrassed by myself.

"Don't keep it in Jack... I want to hear you..." He whispered in my ear as he worked on the belt of my jeans, taking it and then my jeans off.

Ripping off my boxers, he started sucking me, my back arching as I cried out to him when he--

I jerked awake, the notification sound going off from my phone. I was still breathing heavily and hard from my steaming hot dream of Mark.

I took a few deep breaths and I eventually relaxed. I grabbed my phone and looked at the screen.

"I'm being released in a few minutes can you come get me?" It read.
"Ya. I'll be there asap." I responded quickly.

I got dressed and combed my hair, the dream still flashing behind my eyes, making me distracted and jumpy.

I grabbed my keys and rushed to my car, just wanting to see him as soon as I could.

Suddenly a thought struck me. "Why did he kiss me?" I thought aloud. I remembered how his soft, warm lips touched mine, and the look of lust in his eyes...

A car loudly honking behind me pulled me from my thoughts. I turned left and pulled into the hospitals parking lot.

After signing in I handed the nurse his clothing, sat down and waited for him to come out.

The dream flashed behind my eyes again, and I felt myself harden once more.

"Dammit..." I muttered under my breath, shifting uncomfortably from the slight pain.

"Jack!" Mark shouted from the front desk, startling me. I jumped up and we embraced, a few of the people giving us bad looks.

I brushed it off and lightly punched his arm. "You okay? You almost made me think you weren't coming out."

"Yup. I'm in a bit of pain, but I'll make it." I couldn't seem to take my eyes from his. They were so beautiful, that chocolate brown was so captivating.

He playfully shoved me torward the door, a slight blush across his cheeks.
"If you keep staring I might ravage you right here."

I snapped out of my thoughts, startled. "W-What?!" I said in a gasp. "A-A joke I-It's a joke!" He said quickly.

"Mark... That didn't sound like a joke..." He rolled his eyes. "Well it was."

We walked outside and got into the car. I heard Mark's stomach growl and I laughed.

"You haven't eaten have you?" "No! Hospital food isn't good at all. Yeck."

I laughed and reached over to poke his stomach. He yelped and shed away.

"Oh so your stomach is ticklish!" I said, poking him over and over again until he started harshly smacking my hand away.

"Staaaaaaaph!" He screamed, laughing so hard his face was red. "Fiiiine. Ugh. Your so over dramatic. Oh my gooood." I said in a valley girl tone.

"Shut up. There's an Applebee's over to your left. I'll pay." I turned left and blushed. "So you taking me on a date?"

"W-What? N-No!" He said, wringing his hands. "Why are you stuttering?" I said, trying not to myself.

"It's nothing. I just don't feel well..." He said quietly. I looked over to him and blushed, quickly looking away.

"Your eyes are playing tricks." I whispered to myself. I looked again. It was definitely there.

"M-Mark?" I said quietly, hoping I was seeing things. He jumped, his eyes wide.

"W-What?" I stayed silent, staring at it. "N-Nothing..." I whispered, ripping my eyes away.

His jeans were stretched tight against him, as if something had enlarged inside of them.

"Maybe it's just his phone. He does have a pretty big phone case..." I thought to myself, but I really wasn't convinced. Not one bit.