Smile (Gay one shots)

Septiplier

A/N they are not dating in this chapter, neither do they having any sort of relationship.

I laughed quetly as I stood off camera in Mark's studio.

"Oh you son of a bitch! You can't scare me!" Mark screamed into his monitor.

Mark said I could watch him record, but the viewers couldn't know I was in the room. I tripped and landed with a loud thud. Mark screamed and looked behind him.

"You scared the shit out of me, you Irish bastard!" He laughed.

"Are you gonna edit that out?"

"No, I'm gonna leave it in, that was just too funny." He laughed.

I stood up and walked behind his seat, leaning over his shoulder. "Hai."

"Jack. Go away."

"Pleaase." I laughed.

"If you'll shut up then okay."

"Okie."

He continued playing his game. I continued standing behind him. He would wine or say something every so often that sounded sexual. I could feel myself getting hard.

"Oh suck a dick you demon bitch!" He screamed.

I started playing with his hair, intentionally messing it up.

He just sighed and rolled his eyes. "Can you not? Like please. I spent 5 minutes trying to fix my fucking hair!" He laughed.

I just continued fucking with his hair until I got it to all stand up on top. "What the fuck?" He laughed, looking to the video monitor of his face cam. "Okay Jack. Sit down, on the floor. Now stay there and be a good dog." He laughed.

I waited a few seconds as he just stared at me, I sat down with my arms crossed. He just laughed and went back to playing his game.

I couldn't see his computer screen, so I stood back up. "Don't distract me or I swear to go-"

"Chill, I wanna see what you're doing." I laughed.

I lost intrest in what he was doing after a while. I could only pay attention to him. I felt like pissing him off, so I took a bit of a risk.

Just as he got to the point of having to run I sat down in his lap and started kissing him roughly.

He quickly pushed me off of him and into the floor, then paused his recording. I hit my head on his desk.

I groaned, rubbing my forehead. "Oh my god Jack I'm so sorry, I just kinda... freaked out. I didn't expect it. A-are you okay?" He said, blushing.

I stood up slowly, looking into his eyes. I gasped as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a rough and passionate kiss.

He kissed from my lips to my neck, finding my sweet spot immidiatly. He left a few dark hickeys across my neck.

He lifted me up onto his desk, making strong eye contact. "M-Mark. Are you sure you're okay with this?"

"Ofcourse. But, only if you are." He whispered. I smirked, pulling him back into the kiss.

He pulled my shirt off and threw it across his office. I moaned as he palmed me through my skinny jeans.

He moved his keyboard a few inches to the side so we had more room. I pulled his shirt off, throwing it down in the floor and reconnecting our lips.

He brushed his tounge against my bottom lip. I parted my lips just enough for him to slip his tounge into my mouth.

Our tounges danced together as our hands explored eachother's heated bodies. I had dreamed of this probably a thousand times.

He smirked as be broke the kiss and unbuttoned my jeans. He kissed around my neck and jawline as he pulled my jeans off.

He found my sweet spot, nibbling and sucking on it. He left dark marks, that looked like bruises.

He kissed down my chest and stomach, pulling my underwear off as he went.

I bit my lip as he kissed the tip. He took me in his mouth, bobbing his head slowly.

I was trying hard not to thrust into his mouth. He was good at this, so good I could barely take it.

"F-ffuck I'm so close." I moaned.

He didn't stop. He kept going until I couldn't hold it.

I released down his throat, groaning as he swallowed around me.

"You taste so sweet." He whispered. Our lips locked together again. I could taste my cum in his lips.

He got his jeans and underwear off without me even noticing. The moment he broke the kiss, my body heated.

He was huge. "T-there's no way I can take it." I whispered. He laughed.

"It'll only hurt for a minute. If it's too bad, I'll stop."

I nodded. He got some lotion from under his desk. I just closed my eyes and waited.

My breath hitched as he teased my entrance.   He slowly pushed into me. He didn't move after he got it all the way in.

He gave me a minute to adjust, then slowly started moving. Wimpers fell from my lips with every thrust.

It took a while, but the pain was overrun by pleasure. He smirked as my whimpers turned into moans.

"Fuck~ h-harder~" I moaned.

He gave into my sexual needs, thrusting harder as I clenched my hands into fists. He tangled his hands into my hair, pulling it roughly with every thrust.

Everything else in the room was still, except for his game... still playing in a loop of respawning and dying.

Neither of us noticed. We were both caught up in every little shock of pleasure we sent through eachother's body.

It wasn't long until he hit my prostate. "Mmn fuck~ r-right there~" I screamed.

He pulled out, slamming back into me and hitting my prostate. My body felt weak and I was barely able to hold myself up.

"M-Mark~ I'm s-so close~"

"Me too."

It only took a few seconds for cum to splatter across my chest. He thrusted one last time before filling me up.

He pulled out, lifting me off of his desk and kissing me roughly. I broke the kiss, panting. "I'm gonna take a shower."

"I've gotta finish my recording, then I'll be able to join you." He smirked.

"Can't wait."