Days Gone By (Markiplier)

Day 25

Mark took Chica out before Ray woke up, wanting her to be able to sleep in. They jogged on the beach for about ten minutes until Mark gave up; not really being a fan of running in the first place. Chica was fine with just running free while Mark walked behind her.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and he looked to see a notification from his bank. He got those a couple of times a month to make sure nothing was amiss. Going over everything carefully, he noticed there was a large sum that was deposited into his account a few weeks ago. Thinking over it, he remembered it was the fee he charged Ray to stay at his home. After a few clicks, he returned the money and made his way back to the apartment.

Walking inside the home, he caught a whiff of soy sauce and oranges. He saw Ray at the stove making what looked like lo mein.

"Hi," She said to him.

"Hey," He walked up to her and kissed her.

Mark was getting used to their routine of greeting each other as if they were a couple. He has been wanting that to become reality the closer they get to the end of the month but they haven't talked again about her staying. It might have been too much for her at the moment to make a decision but Mark's mind was already made up.

"I got a notification from my bank about a large sum of money coming into my account," Ray inquired.

"Yeah."

"Why would you give that back?"

"You never got to have this place for yourself," Mark said, sitting in a stool. "So, you shouldn't have to pay for anything."

"I should give you something for letting me stay here."

"You've already given me so much more."

She rolled her eyes at him as she served the noodles in a bowl, "You are so damn sweet it's unbearable."

Mark laughed as he dived into the chicken and veggie dish, glancing over at her laptop. There was an open email titled, 'Come back tonight!' He read over the email without thinking, seeing that Ray's boss wanted her to cut her vacation short.

"Ray," Mark started but she was already sitting beside him.

"You read it all?"

"I didn't mean to..."

"I have nothing to hide," She said. "I was going to talk to you about it anyway."

"What are you going to do?"

"I've laid out the pros and cons. Pro – My boss got me a meeting with a popular publisher that's in town until tomorrow afternoon to talk about my book. They could possibly sign me on the spot and I might be published in just a few months."

"Sounds like you should go," Mark said with a lump in his throat.

"The cons are that I would be leaving you."

"And you would miss out on publishing your book."

"That's not really a con," She said to him. "I can get published anywhere. Anytime."

Ray's phone rang, stopping Mark from what he wanted to say. She picked it up and showed him the caller ID, which said 'Boss Chick'. Mark nodded as she answered the phone and walk out onto the patio. He went into the office to upload his daily video, noticing he only have five more to go until he had to start recording again. That meant there were only five days left in their time together.

When he was done, he walked back into the kitchen and cleaned up their dishes. He needed to keep himself busy to distract himself from his thoughts. Even though he knew from the beginning that she was leaving, he wished they had utilized her time there better. If he was clearer on how he felt about her, maybe she wouldn't have left him for so long when his ex showed up.

When he was done, he sat back down at the island as Ray came back into the room.

"I'm staying," She said, sitting next to him.

"Really?"

"Of course. I told her that I can't cut my well-deserved vacation short, even by five days."

"Was she mad?"

"Not at all."

"But this is your dream," Mark said, holding her hand. "You should go."

"You don't mean that," She said, smiling softly.

"Maybe."

"But you," She took his hand and placed it over her heart. "Right now, are my reality."

Mark leaned forward and placed his forehead against hers, "Why didn't I meet you sooner?"

"We met at the perfect time."

Mark moved his hand up from Ray's chest to her chin, lifting it so he could gently kiss her lips. She immediately opened her mouth to him; allowing their tongues to slowly dance with each other. Ray stood up out of the chair and pressed herself in-between his legs as Mark cupped her butt tightly.

Ray moaned into his mouth as he quickly stood up and lifted her legs around his waist, moving her over against the wall. She wore only an over-sized shirt with no underwear so he pulled down his sweatpants and entered her effortlessly. Mark kept himself deep inside of her as he slowly rocked his hips from side to side, wanting to draw out her pleasure as much as he could.

They broke their kiss apart only to take a breath but their lips still touched, sharing each other's moans. Ray's legs had a vice grip around Mark's hips and her arms were around his neck; gripping his hair through her fingers. As time went on, he slid his cock in and out of her; keeping a steady but slow speed as if they had all the time in the world.

Mark buried his head into her neck as he felt his orgasm coming with Ray shuddering with him. He kept himself inside of her as they both relaxed their bodies and Mark slid her down the wall to his knees; still holding onto each other.

"What have you done to me, baby?" Mark asked.

"The same thing you've done to me," Ray responded.