Septipliers One-Shots

Mark x Anti- Pleasure me, Daddy~

Before I start I just wanna say. Run. Run and never return if you aren't here for hardcore dirty smut. Warning: Rape, bondage, 69 and other dirty stuff.
Enjoy!

  Mark awoke in a dark candle lit room, his body completely exposed to any currently unknown viewers.  He was naked and his arms and legs were  spread and chained tightly to the end-of-the-bed posts and the metal barred headboard, while his body was barely hovered over a worn out, beaten up mattress. All he could currently see was a white wooden door which seemed to be in perfect condition and only showed a spec of light from the keyhole. The room was somewhat small and the wall paper was tan and tattered, a black wooden box at the end of the bed and Mark's suitcase which was torn open and it seemed as if all of his underwear were missing just by the look of it.

Suddenly, the wooden door swings open, revealing a dark frail manly like figure standing there.
"Hello... Markimoo..."
A glitching, distorted voice cooes to Mark as the owner of the voice approaches the bed casually and boredly.  As the figure approached, it became easier to see who the culprit was. It was AntiSepticEye.. now standing at the edge, wearing nothing but black boxers and holding a slick,  black, slightly-dirtied leather whip in his right hand. Marks heart nearly stopped and his blood ran cold at the sight of Anti.
"Y-ou!! What the hell did you do with Sean?!", he screams out at Anti, a burst of confidence and anger surging through the tanned Korean-German man. His out-burst clearly did not please Anti, causing the glitching demon to whip Mark across the pecs, causing a loud yelp of pain to escape Marks lips and tassel marks to appear on Marks skin.
Antis frown twitches into a devious, demented smirk as he drops the whip onto the bed, between Marks toned thighs. He quickly straddles his hips, his clothed ass pressed against the older man's somewhat huge natural bulge. Mark growls in annoyance as he struggles quickly, trying to buck Anti off of his body.

"Markibaby..." He cooes sweetly,
simultaneously backhanding Mark across the face roughly.

Mark yelps once more, "What, you deranged lunatic?!?!"
He snaps at Anti, attempting to tug at his wrists and ankles.

"Your baby needs some lube if he's going to ride your big fat dick.."
He cooes again, smirking seductively.

Mark stops struggling, to stop and stare at Anti in bewilderment and furiousness even though his dick was responding happily to the dirty talk, hardening easily. "One. You are not even going to look at my dick, two. I dont have fucking lube! And three. I couldn't care less if get you get hurt trying to ride me!" He hollered angrily.

Anti grins brightly, ignoring Marks annoyed comments, "Your saliva will do good as lube, Markibaby.", he purrs lustfully, turns his body around, his ass towards Marks face as of now, slides off his own boxers and tosses  them to the ground.

Marks eyes widen dramatically as he became face to face ((More like face to ass)) with Antis ass. He began to blush furiously and shake his head profusely in disgust.

Anti smirks and sits on Marks face, his entrance now pressed against Marks slightly chapped lips. He gently rocks his hips against Marks face, "Eat me, daddy.. get me nice and wet for you and your massive throbbing cock.." He groans out, looking down at Marks erect 'friend' and reaching over grabbing the base of it, slowly rubbing between his base and his balls.

Mark moans out at the tingly, pleasurable feeling, his hot moist breath brushing against Antis entrance causing the demon to shudder and press harder against his mouth, "Stick your tongue in me already! I need the pleasure so badly! I want your warm wet tongue, exploring my every crevace, claiming it as your own!"
He calls out needily.

Marks eyes roll back and shut, Mark giving into the dirty talk, shoving his tongue deep into him, almost as far as his tongue could go. He began to lick, nip and suck at the rim and at his walls.

Anti lets out a long, broken moan, "Oh yes! Fuck, daddy!", he calls out, gripping and rubbing Marks balls slowly and firmly, using his other hand to grab his shaft and press his thumb against the slit firmly.

Mark groans lowly against him, making his tongue vibrate.

Anti relishes in Mark's muffled groans and the intense pleasure Mark was giving him.
   
Anti looks down at Marks dick, quickly pulling his hands back from the now pulsating dick and eyed the pinkish tip. He quickly leans down, sliding Marks cock into his warm, welcoming mouth and throat, swallowing around his size and moaning on it.

         -To Be Continued?-

((CAUSE IT'S 2:35 AM HERE.))