Septiplier One Shots

Movies and Sweaters

Jack was still sound asleep in bed. His face smushed up against my chest. His soft breaths barely moving his body up and down. He was so peaceful. And cute, especially in my new darkiplier sweater merchandise. It was so big on him and only made his appearance more adorable.

I moved some of the green tuffs of hair out of his face so it wouldn't tickle him awake. I smiled when he tensed up as my hand traveled to his hips. I kissed his forehead softly.

"Jackipoo, its time to wake up darling~" I cooed into his ear. He hummed softly and only his his face further in my chest. I giggled at his reaction and began softly tickling his sides. He fidgeted a little bit at first but as I got a little more rougher with my tickles he started to squirm.

His giggled a little bit and tried pushing my hands away. I tickled him further, earning small laughs and squeals. Soon I stopped and pulled him on top of me.

"That's not fair," he complained, catching his breath steadily.

"Well you weren't waking up anytime soon, so I decided to tickle you, besides your laugh is cute!" I told him with a sly grin as I snaked my hands to his lower back.

He hummed before responding with, "whatever, I don't wanna get up.." I chuckled softly and sat up, picking him up by his waist. I carried him bridal style down to the kitchen so I could make him breakfast.

I set him on the counter and got out some bowls for a simple meal of cereal. Jack watched me as I got out some *insert your favorite kind of cereal* and some milk. "Oh Jack, do you wanna get the laundry basket and put it in here so I can get some laundry going?" I asked politely and he nodded tiredly.

I finished our cereals and he came back with the laundry basket, his arms struggling to hold up the heaviness. He climbed in the large basket once he set it down. "You're not eating your cereal in there," I told him sternly. Jack pouted, crossing his arms and sticking his tongue out at me. "Also you need to put that sweater in the laundry, you've been wearing it for like 3 weeks now!" I told him.

"No it's mine!"

"Correction, it's mine, I kept a copy of my merchandise for me and you stole it, and it has to be so filthy by now!" I argued.

"No!" Jack hugged himself and climbed out of the laundry basket. I sighed as he ran upstairs, probably to hide under the blankets of our bed.

I walked upstairs fairly quickly to our room and saw him cuddled up under the covers. I crawled on top of him and began to feel my way up and down his body. "Jack~" I let the name linger for a bit teasingly. I pulled the covers off of him and he continued to hug himself further.

I began kissing and lightly biting his neck. Soft squeaks and moans escaped his throat. I made a few small hickeys and ran my hands down his body to his curvy hips.

I had distracted him enough to forget about the sweater. I quickly pulled it off of him and ran downstairs. I started the load of laundry when I got past an angry jack who had followed me downstairs.

When the load had started Jack was pouting like a little kid. His shirtless, shivering, petit body made him look cute. I picked him up and brought him to bed.

I laid down and laid him on top of me. "I liked that sweater.." he muttered into my neck.

"I know but it was gonna get smelly and dirty if you wore it any longer," I said and kissed his head.

"But it won't smell like you anymore.. I liked wearing it when you weren't here.." he muttered and nuzzled into me further. "I wanted to keep it on.." I awed slightly at his response and held him tighter.

"Well do you wanna do something to pass the time? The load is gonna take about an hour or so," I suggested, looking over at him. He looked over at me and straddled my waist.

"I might have an idea in mind," he said leaning down to kiss and bite my neck. I hummed and groaned in satisfaction as he started to grind his hips against mine. I moved my hands down his waist to his ass. He likes it when I touch him.

"You like touching me huh?" He asked softly, nibbling my neck. "Of course I do.. but I don't really wanna do this right now, it's too early in the morning," I said, sitting up and pushing him off of me. "I'm sorry.." Jack rubbed his arm and looked down.

I held him close to me and told him it was ok. I hate seeing him cry and he gets so emotional over little things and I just wanna hold him forever. "Do you wanna watch a few movies?" I asked softly, kissing away stray tears. He nodded, his bottom lip pursed out.

We ended up getting carried away, we watched about 3 movies, in the middle of the second movie we started making out.

I shoved him away from me when I remembered the laundry. He whined softly and kept his arms wrapped around my neck. "I'm gonna go get the laundry, then I'll come right back," I said and walked downstairs.

After I grabbed all the clean laundry and put it in the dryer. I waited a little bit since the dryer didn't take very long and brought out the clean laundry into the basket. I walked to the living room and searched through the basket. Once I found the large sweater and brought it upstairs.

Jack was sitting on the bed, eyes glued to the tv screen. "Jack~ I brought the sweater~" I said while walking inside.

He ran over to me and slid the large sweater over himself. He frowned slightly. "It doesn't smell like you.." he said disappointingly. I smiled at him before walking into the bathroom. I grabbed my cologne and sprayed it over the sweater and over my chest too. "There, wanna go cuddle to make it smell more like me?" I asked softly as I picked him up.

"Yeah!" He said and giggled as I jumped on the bed with him. He giggled and squealed as I started tickling him. Once we settled down he rested his head on my chest. He started peppering soft kisses over my chest, neck, collarbone, and face.

"Mark..? He asked after a while of watching a movie.

"Yeah?" I responded and looked down at him. When his eyes met mine they were full of love and lust.

"Can we..?" He slowly moved his hand to my crotch. My breathing hitched as he palmed my slowly growing erection.

I smirked and pulled him into s rough kiss. He giggled as I pushed him under me, wrapped his arms around my neck as our tongues danced together.

He kept the sweater on the whole time.

A/N: sorry for slow updates. School and shit has been getting in the way.