Sir playboy

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• (Mature themes)
"I'm happy you realised". Mark says, moving closer to Sean. He can feel Mark's breathe on his neck and moves his head back; waiting for Mark to connect his lips with Jack's skin.

"Good boy, you deserve a reward". Mark says, grabbing Sean's hips and pulling him onto Mark's lap as he begins to leave wet sloppy kisses down Jack's neck. Jack begins to rub himself against Mark, causing them both to moan as friction is created in their pants.
"Mmm J-jack s-stop it". Mark choked out as he grasped Sean's hips, pulling them down and keeping them still with force.

They kissed for a few more minutes, before Mark stands up; Jack wrapping his legs around Mark's torso as he heads for his room, Sean in his arms. He was half way up the stairs when Jack begins to kiss Mark's neck softly, making him shiver as Jack carried on. As Mark gets to the top of the stairs, Jack decides to lightly bite his neck, leading to Mark letting out a moan.

Jack is then rammed into the wall of the hallway at the top of the stairs in Mark's house. Mark begins to frantically rub his hips against Jack's, until they were both moaning messes begging for contact.

"B-bedro-om". Is all Jack could choke out before he was pulled from the wall and into Mark's bedroom. Jack lands on the bed as a hungry Mark climbs on top of him.

"B-baby we can't go too far, you're still drunk, okay?"
"B-bu-t-"
"No buts, now shhhh".

Mark moves down to Jack's neck, beginning to leave hickey's from his Adams apple to his collar bone. Jack push Marks head down, thinking that maybe if he moved Mark closer- the gap between their clothing and their bodies; wouldn't hurt so much.
He just wanted Mark to be closer.

Jack whines as Mark 'accidentally' runs his hand over Jack's throbbing cock. He begins to place soft kisses on top of his colleagues pants, feeling his dick twitch as he continued to tease him.

"Baby?"
"Y-yes?" Jack blushed at Mark's nickname.
"I'm gonna fix your problem, but then we have to stop; okay?"
Sean pouts at Mark before replying with a soft 'okay'.

After Mark had finished and taken care of his own 'little problem' he changed his pants, putting new ones on and also changing Jack's boxers to a pair of his own; before turning to stay in the guest room his wrist is grabbed.

"Where are you going".
"To the guest room Jackaboy".
"No, come here" Jack demanded in a innocence tone, as if he was a kid begging for something.

After Mark climbed into bed with Jack, Jack pulled Mark closer- holding him tightly around the waist and fell straight asleep on Mark's shoulder.

It was an odd feeling for Mark.