Prince Blood | {Markson}

•TWENTY THREE•

Third Person P.O.V

Ever since the day Mark and Jackson walked home together, Jackson had tried to stay away from the older. He realized that he was falling dangerously hard for the vampire and didn't want things to worsen.

Of course, our prince noticed this and was determined to make the younger his.

It was after school, Mark said goodbye to Youngjae for the older (cause Youngjae's older) had to go to his part time job. He spotted his "victim" walking out the front gates of the school. He smirked.

Jackson P.O.V

Finally, it's been such a long day. I hate school. So much unnecessary work and assignment. I dug in my pocket for my house keys, and as I was about to open the door, I felt someone grab me by the waist.

It was so fast, but a few seconds later, I ended up in an unfamiliar looking house instead. Before I had much of a time to look around, I felt myself getting spun around, and was pinned against the door.

I recovered from the shock of the sudden change of scene, and looked up. Mark Tuan. His look was... predatory. But it softened as soon as he met my confused and helpless gaze.

He leaned closer. "Tell me Jackson. Do you love me?" He asked. I shivered at the question. Of course not. Right?

"N-no... I-I don't." But for some reason, while saying that sentence, I couldn't help my face heating up. I turned to the side, trying, in any way, to hide my blushing face, although I knew it was useless.

He chuckled and brought a hand to my cheeks. "Is that so?" He questioned. I nodded eagerly, trying to convince him. "You're cute when you blush." He added, and his smirk returned to his face.

Dammit, of course he saw through the lie, just like that. Fantastic. Now what do I do?

Mark wrapped his arms around my waist instead and still pinned me to the door but with his body.

He dragged his lips up the side of my neck, and reached my earlobe. He bit it, and my breath hitched. "Mark, stop it." I tried to push him away, but he was way, way stronger. He didn't even budge.

"Not until you tell me how you actually feel about me." He continued with his little 'assault', as I will call it.

I scoffed. No way am I going to tell him that I lov- no. Like. Just like. No way am I going to tell him that I like him.

He moved his hands under my shirt and up my torso this time. I bit my lip, not letting out a sound. Or that's what I'm trying to do anyway.

My breathing became heavy, and it was getting harder and harder to control myself. With the last bit of self control I had, I whispered out, "N-no... g-get aw-way from m-me." But it was pretty obvious I was melting against his touch.

It took one more thing Mark did, to make me give up. He put his knee in between my legs, and grinds it upwards. I let out a moan muffled by my attempted at hiding it. By now, my lip was almost bleeding from the amount of lip biting I did to myself.

"You lost. Now tell me."

I give up.

"I love you Mark Tuan. I love you so fucking much."

He kissed me.

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Word Count: 636

Sorry, took a while. Right now, it's the first day of school for me... first day of high school too. lUcKy mEe. Anyway, it's also Mark's birthday, so happy birthday Markipooh! Have pictures of him as a celebration, or something.

Creds to the owners of the pics. Have a nice day! Byeeeeeee!

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