Markjae Wonderland

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I don't know how to write smut. Oh my god. I'm sorry in advance, but I hope you enjoy anyway.

The TV was on in the living room with an old rerun of some drama playing, but neither of the two people there were watching. Instead, their attention was focused more on the steamy make out session that had begun halfway through the episode.

"Hyung, wait," Youngjae said breathlessly as he disconnected their lips. Their little session was getting a little too hot, and Youngjae had to stop it when he felt Mark's hands begin to roam under the fabric of his shirt. "We can't do it here."

"Why not?" The older hadn't completely stopped trying to advance and was now kissing along Youngjae's jaw.

"Because we'll get caught," he tried to reason, but he knew better than that. He knew that Mark was a stubborn one. If he wanted to have sex on the couch, he'll do everything to make sure it happens.

"No one's home," Mark shot back, a smirk taking place when he finally elicited a moan from the younger by palming his growing bulge. Encouraged by the positive reaction, the older began to grind against his ass, which was easy, since Youngjae was already straddling him.

Mark could feel Youngjae's erection in his hand as he palmed him, and he knew he wanted this as much as he did. So, he let go and instead used his free hand to pull him into another deep kiss. Then, Mark's hand traveled lower until he reach the latter's shorts. He patted his bum and waited for Youngjae to lift it up, so that he could slide his shorts down, revealing his hardened dick. Just the sight of it made Mark shiver in excitement, and he hastily slid down his own shorts and boxers.

As their tongues played a game for dominance, Youngjae's hands went to tangle themselves in Mark's soft locks, making the older moan into the kiss when he tugged on them.

Mark let his hand go to cup Youngjae's butt, before he slowly eased in a single finger into his hole and then a second one. His skilled fingers that knew Youngjae's butt better than anyone began to thrust in and out of him at a slow pace. Every now and then, Mark would also stretch his fingers in a scissor-like motion to try and get Youngjae prepared for the real thing.

"What happened to not wanting to do it on the couch?" Mark asked, an amused tone in his voice, when his lover pulled away from their kiss to catch his breath and moan out. Both of their breaths had become shallow and breathing suddenly became a hindrance to their fun.

"Shut up and fuck me already," Youngjae boldly demanded, his eyes now hooded and darkened with lust. He didn't care if Mark didn't even get three fingers in. He just wanted his dick inside of him.

Adhering to his wishes, Mark pulled his fingers out of Youngjae and helped him lift himself at the tip of his erection. Slowly, he let Youngjae lower himself on to him. He winced slightly at first contact, but pushed on until he was as far as he could go.

It only took a few minutes for Youngjae to get adjusted to Mark's length, and Mark was soon thrusting his hips repeatedly into Youngjae. Both of their bodies felt like they were on fire, and it only intensified when Mark's thrusts became quicker and sloppier.

The moment Mark whispered, "I'm close," was when they both heard it, the door unlocking and the familiar voices outside. The others were home.

Unlike Youngjae, who was panicking and trying to separate himself from Mark, Mark was surprisingly calm. He gently grabbed Youngjae by the shoulders and told him that everything would be fine. When asked how when they were about to be caught in the act, the latter simply grabbed the conveniently placed blanket near them and strategically covered them, so that their naked body parts were hidden under it.