I found my way to the attic and unlocked the door. When I stepped in it was remarkable. It looked like a king should be living in it. It had a unexplainably gorgeous bed. The room was candle lit and heavenly. It was bight enough to see but not so bright that their wouldn't be any shadows. I walked in a bit slow. I turned the power to my microphone off and took it off and set it on a old dark wood dresser. The theme of the room was black, Red, And white. I walked over to the gorgeous bed and sat down. Mark wasn't anywhere in the house. But I didn't care. I was enjoying this room too much to care. I scooted back on the bed trying my best to keep the sheets in perfect condition. When I finally laid down and closed my eyes I was startled by a man sitting on my waist. He grabbed my wrists and held the against the mattress. I gasped and opened my eyes. It was Mark. I blushed because he was centimeters from my face.
"Hey." He said in a deep seductive voice.
"Um....Hi." I said resisting the urge to blush.
"So Yami kissed you hm?" He asked with a smirk.
"Y-Yeah. Why? Jealous?" I asked while returning a smirk.
"That wasn't a real kiss." He laughed a bit.
"What's a real kiss then?" I asked as I blushed.
"This........" He said in a deep tone while leaning down slightly and locking lips with me.
My heart automatically melted as he kissed me. His kiss felt like it had been waiting tens of thousands of years. His body was pressed against mine and his tongue lined my bottom lip. He then forcefully slide his tongue into my mouth after I denied access. His tongue dance with excitement with my. His lips burned like a fire with desire. He pulled my arms above my head and continued to kiss me. I kissed back. It was strange though. The passion I put into the kiss made it feel like we were lovers that hadn't see one another in ages. My body was limp. I had not control over it anymore. Marks body was so warm and tense at the moment. He let go of my wrists and started playing with my hair. I did the same. He broke the kiss for a brief second to remove his shirt. He explain that his body gave off a lot of heat and he was very hot. Before I could say anything he went back to kissing me as if he never stopped. As we kissed I could feel my own body tense up. He finally ended the kiss ten minutes after that. We both were panting and I was dying for more. But I had to finish the 'game'. Mark's eyes stared deeply into my own and softly kissed my cheek.
He got off of me and laid next to me. I just laid there. I was frozen. Or maybe paralyzed. I couldn't stop blushing. The way he kissed me was something I had never experienced. When Yamimash kissed me I didn't feel like this. I looked over at him as he put his shirt back no and stood up.
"Come on. We got to meet the others." He smirked as he put a hand out.
"Yeah." I said while regaining the ability to speak and move. I took his hand hesitantly and walked with him out of the attic.
