Love Matters in the Dark (Septiplier/Jack x Dark AU)

Step 29: Mental breaks are needed in any position, so take them.

Incubi are so warm and cuddly, especially when they are kissing your neck. Then groping your body with their hands, and oh hell, the dirty things they can say. My mom used to tell me when I met the person that could set my skin on fire, to never let them go. No matter what other people might think of you. 

"Fuck 'em," she'd say, then give my arm a little squeeze. "So long as you are happy, Jack. That's what counts."

Then again, even my mother's open minded attitude has boundaries. Especially when I'm falling in love with a demon. I could see her now, trying to figure out where the metaphor ended and Mark's horns began. Then there is the whole sucking energy thing. Not really the kind of news to spring up on the family on our first dinner. 

My mind blurs to the present, with my nose brushing up against Mark's cheek and then connecting with his mouth. My tongue pushes his lips opened, and he purrs again. I think that I can get used to making him feel this way. 

"You smell amazing, my love," Mark rumbles in my ear. "I'm...gonna...you think that..."

"Mark, if you don't bang the hell out of me right now," I moan back. "I'll never forgive you."

Another groan erupts from his lips, and we are moving fast towards I don't give a damn where. He could slam be against the nearest wall if he wants to for all I care. Beds are overrated. Yet the next feeling I have is the softness of a bedspread on my back, and I sigh. I reach up and grab his horns, and his eyes roll back at the tug. Strong fingers push my legs open and oh for the the love of gad, Satan, or whatever creature created his tongue to feel this fucking good.

His warm lips are wrapped around my length and he is licking and sucking me so much. I cry out and buck into his mouth, and he purrs again. Holy hell, that purr. 

"I love you," he groans as he kisses up my inner thighs and stomach, and my body twitches. "I love you so much, darling. I can't stop touching you."

"You better...not stop until we...both of us..."

Another purr vibrates my skin, and the butt plug is tugged away. I gasp, completely missing how good it feels, until he fills me up instead. I scream out, not giving a damn if I sound like a crazed animal. I'll be embarrassed later. Right now my mind is just white noise and static. He slams up into me until our hips meet, my arms grasping for whatever I can and settling on the curves of his ass. His thrusts are shallow but so wonderful. I may never walk again, but walking is overrated. Dark has wings after all, and I can float if I really need to move from place to place.

"Your scent," he cries out, deep voice ragged and pinched. "It's...oh..."

With another thrust his wings appear above us, large and looming. I sigh at how beautiful they are. How beautiful he is. My heart is beating so fast it might break out of my chest. The small voice in the back of my head is giggling madly as another ripple of pleasure runs through my bones. It's telling me to tell him how I feel, and this time I don't think I can stop myself from saying it. It's too much emotion and heat, and I'm pretty sure that I'm about to climax at any moment. 

"Fuck, I love you..."

The voice is my own, but I can't remember my lips moving, and his hips still for a moment. I am so close to an orgasm that it actually hurts.

"You...you love me?"

The red eyes are gone, and replaced with the warm irises that I had first met on the first day I had met him. Kind and caring honey brown pools of something different and completely mine. My body twitches again, and his fingers are in my hair as he looks down at me, silently pleading to hear me say it again. 

"Yes," I breathe, legs shaking as he shifts inside me enough to push me to fall apart into his arms. My release hits my belly and parts of his chest. "I love you, Dark...Mark...whatever, or whoever you are. You're perfect, and I'm yours."

His face breaks into such a tear-filled smile that my heart twists in my chest, and with a final groan he climaxes into me, all of the heat from inside of him bleeds into me, and suddenly I feel like I am about to burst into flames. His limbs tremble as he screams out, and I'm pretty sure that I must screaming too. How else would all of the sounds would be bouncing off of the walls the way that they are. 

Then there is silence.

I blink, and I'm still on the bed. My head hurts, and my body aches. The mattress moves and Mark is leaning over me looking terrified. 

"Jack, shit...thank god you're finally awake."

I blink again, and try to sit up, but Mark pushes me back down, his face still looking at me.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

He shifts uncomfortably, and grabs his phone out of his back pocket. He presses a couple of keys on the screen, and then looking bashfully at me, he turns the screen. The phone is in selfie mode and I get a good look at my face.

My hair and beard are now bright red, and I have a large amount of freckles on my cheeks, nose and chin. Worst of all, on my forehead there are two small shimmery emerald green colored horns.

What.

The. 

Absolute.

FUCK?!?!