"You pay the price..." (Septiplier fan fiction- NOW COMPLETED)

Payback time

**Warning... very explicit content below. You should know that by now but here is your final warning. Enjoy!

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Jack slammed the door to his hotel room with a harsh swear word in Irish. Ironically curse words were what he knew best in Irish. Maybe he just had more practice with them than the rest of the language?
He paced restlessly across the room and back with quick angry steps. How had his perfect little plan for revenge crashed and burned? It was Bob. He had forgotten how quick Bob was and how he seemed to see everything and say little. The bastard had known Mark was harassing him the whole time and turned a blind eye. What the fuck, Bob?!
His inner rant was cutoff by a knock at the door. His head whipped up and he narrowed his eyes on the door. 'This had better not be Bob or Wade!' He thought to himself furiously as he stalked over to the door with fists clenched. He whipped the door open and found... Mark.

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     "Well holy fuck... look what te cat drug into te cellar. I didn't think ye were coming after that mess." Jack blurted out and stepped aside so Mark could enter. Mark hesitated then pushed by him and into the room looking both embarrassed and pissed. He stomped over to the in room table and dropped the remote on it with a look of contempt muttering, " Fucking thing. "
Jack rolled his eyes and closed the door after putting out the "DO NOT DISTURB " sign. He locked it with the slide lock then turned to look at Mark who was hovering near the table staring at the remote intently. He looked as if he was trying to set it ablaze with his gaze.
Jack said, " If it was that bad you could have taken it out any time. You didn't even have to sit through the panel in reality."
Mark turned the glare on Jack and said bitterly, "And have you ruin me with those pictures? I didn't really have a choice now did I?"
Jack sighed and dropped to sit on the end of the bed. He shook his head a moment looking at his hands then said more gently, "I wouldn't do that Mark. You should know me better than that."
"Know you better than that?! Like how I knew you wouldn't stick a revenge vibrator up my butt?! Like that, huh?" His voice all but dripped sarcasm and bitterness.
"Look after you humiliated me for months you deserved it and you know it. If I had wanted to hurt or publicly embarrass you I could have but I only did enough so you would remember the lesson. And you played it off like a champ. If Bob had not seen the remote this would be settled between us with no blood."
"It was really awful how you teased me... aroused me but the worst part is how you walked away every time. Did yer ma never teach you to finish what you started?" He sent Mark a sidelong glance to see what he would do.

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Mark glared at the remote in silence then his head jerked up and he stared at Jack looking startled. His eyes narrowed and he said in his shrill angry voice. " Are you fucking kidding me? You liked it? I got punished and you LIKE IT?! Then why the fuck did you punch me when I tried to kiss you?!"
Jack shook his head and smirked "Plausible Deniability. Bob already knew about your toy and was pissed. How well do you think us making out would go?? They are not ready for that show and neither are we. Not in public anyways."
Mark stared at Jack in silence then picking up the remote he stomped over to him and shoved it into Jack's hands looking at the Irishman with narrowed eyes and a pissed off expression he waited till Jack looked at the remote and said " I suppose you want help getting it out gently. It's not a problem come here and drop your pants. I promise not to hurt you" Jack sighed softly wondering if Mark would try to beat the crap out of him after this.
Mark said angrily, "I don't want your help to take it out! I want you to do it again... harder."