You were at Mark's house to watch movies. You were in the family room on the couch. Your stomach growled.
"Was that you?" Mark asked, giggling.
"Yeah." You said as you chuckled.
"Are you hungry?"
"Yeah, just a little."
"By that sound, I don't think it's a little. You can grab food from the kitchen."
"Okay. I'll be right back." You lifted your head off of Mark's shoulder and walked to the kitchen. You opened the fridge, and you saw a can of whipped cream. You had an idea. You slowly walked behind the couch. When Mark wasn't paying attention, you sprayed some onto his head.
"Hey!" He said as he quickly turned around. You ran into the kitchen.
"I'm gonna get you!" He said as he ran after you. You ran behind the island and he cornered you. He got the can and sprayed whipped cream on your nose. You took it off your noise and through it at Mark, and got it all over his face. He ran to the sink to wash it all off.
"You're bad." He said laughing, while he washed it off his face.
"I know." You said, stuck up jokingly.
"Oh, really?" He said, turning towards you and walking slowly. He genitally pushed you into the wall and put his hands on either side of you.
"Yeah."
"Good, cause you're gonna pay for what you did."
"Well, I don't have any money with me." You said jokingly.
"Oh, you don't need money. You just need your lips." He said. Before you could say or do anything, he smashed his lips into yours. You kissed him back. He threw the towel in his hand to the floor. Your lips moved together perfectly. He took his hands off the wall and put them on the sides of your face, kissing you more passionately. He took his lips off yours unexpectedly. You pulled back a little and looked at him, unsure of why he let go. He looked so deep into your eyes, that you got chills down your spine.
"Jump." He whispered, lightly but deeply. You did as he said, and wrapped your legs around his waist. He picked you up, and wrapped his arms around your back, as your went around his neck. He turned around and sat you down on the counter. He went back to kissing you, and you kissed him back. Your legs were still around him.
"I love you baby girl." He said in a deep and sexy voice.
"I love you, too." You said.
He lightly pushed you over so that you were now laying on the counter on your back. Your legs were now dangling off the side of the counter. You both put your arms by your sides, and then held each others hands. He bent over the counter so that he was over you. He kissed you again and again, your lips not letting go. You guys went on for a while. Mark finally let go, to catch his breathe. You dropped your head and rested it on the counter top. He pulled you up, so that you were sitting up right.
"Babe, I love you. So much. Do you know that?" He asked, breathing deep, still trying to get enough air.
"Yes, I know. I love you more than anything, Mark." You hugged him, and you both walked back over to the couch and watched movies until you fell asleep on his shoulder.
~ Author's Note ~
I hope you guys enjoyed this! I honestly love it. :)
- Rae
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