If you loved me, why'd you leave me?

5

(light smut that does NOT go all the way, sorry)

December 22, 2015 / 8:23 PM

Sean took a deep breath and got up, changing into some black, ripped skinny jeans, and a red long sleeved shirt.
Maybe going to the bar would help out and just loosen him up a bit.
He smiled slightly at the thought of all the memories he had at his favorite bar.
More specifically, the one he went to for his birthday and the next morning him and Mark got together.
That one.
Sean ran his fingers through his hair and grabbed his phone, and wallet, making sure he had his ID and card.
The Irish boy slipped on some black shoes that had a white trim at the bottom of them, along with white laces.
He jogged downstairs after calling for an Uber, deciding to take some headache medication and water, just to prepare him self.
Sean always got huge headaches while he was at the bar, usually because the smell of alcohol was heavy - and some bars had music up way to loud.
He checked how looked once more, his phone making a 'ding' sound as he was notified that his uber was here, so he walked over to the door.
"Where are you going?"
Someone asked, causing Sean to turn around and looked at who it was, of course though, it was Felix.
"To the bar. I just want to loosen up a bit, that's all. Don't worry, i just want like 1 or 2 drinks. they have my all time favorite drink and i just thought you and Marzia could also having some bonding time and not have to worry about me."
Sean said, seeming completely relaxed and content.
Maybe a little more than content.
He was kind of excited to see one of the bar tenders, seeming as he went there a lot, even if he didn't drink, he and that bar tender always talked and it made Sean a little more happy.
"Please be careful, Jack. You just being in your room by yourself in the state that you're in keeps me up at night."
Felix said, resting his hand on the stair rails.
Sean smiled softly, almost taking that as a compliment. He hadn't known someone actually cared that much.
Sure his community was curious, but probably not even concerned.
"I'll be fine, Fe. Don't worry about it."
Before Felix could say anything else, Sean slipped out of the house and went up to the uber, getting in the car.
He buckled up and leaned his head back, biting his lip.

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December 22, 2015 / 8:52 PM

Sean thanked his uber and walked up to the bar, stopping and taking a glance at it before he walked in.
"Hey Jack! Haven't seen you in a while!"
Someone called.
Sean scanned the area, only to find that bar tender that always put him in a good mood.
"Hey, Tom! Sorry, it's be a while, i've just been going through some personal problems.  am i please have just a coke and daniels?"
Sean said as he sat down, leaning forward slightly.
"No problem, and don't worry,"
Tom looked over at Sean who was pulling out his card.
"this one's on the house."
He smiled at the smaller man, putting the two drinks in a small glass with two large ice cubes, then slide it over to Sean.
"Why, thank you very much."
Sean smiled and took a sip.
The two just kind of talked and bonded for about an hour before a familiar face came through the bar doors.
Tall. Asian. Black hair. Brown eyes. Tan - even more handsome than the Devil himself.
If the Devil even had a normal name, it would be Mark.
That's exactly who had walked in.
Fucking Mark.
The two locked eyes for a few seconds, Sean quickly looking away.
"Shit, is it hot in here? Or is it just me?"
Sean asked, pulling up his sleeves and exposing the cuts on his arms. He didn't really seem to mind showing the off.
Or, he had just forgotten about them.
"You shouldn't do that, 'ya know."
Tom said as he stopped wiping the counter with a rag, looking at Seans pale, red lined arms.
The smaller one looked up at the bar tender and quickly pulled his sleeves down.
"You weren't really meant to see that.."
Sean mumbled and sighed softly.
"I'll have a Bud Wiser, please."
Sean nearly exploded at the voice.
It was deep, and smooth.
Also, people really needed to stop coming up to him and talking when he couldn't see them, it was freaking him out and he was getting jumpy.
"Sure thing."
Tom replies and turned his back to the two.
Sean glanced over, finding him.
"Hey, Sean."
Mark said, looking over at his ex.
"Don't call me that,"
Sean said, looking down at his hands.
"Only people that are close to me and only people that care and love me can call me by my real name - if not, then you cannot call me that."
The smaller one snapped slightly, looking over at the man who broke his heart.
"Look, S.. Jack.. I really didn't mean what I said, and I would like to apologize to you."
Mark said, sighing softly as he paid for the drink that was placed in front of him.
Sean looked over at Mark and studied him closely..

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December 22, 2015 / 11:23 PM

The two had gone to Marks home, both drunk.
As soon as they walked in, Mark shoved Sean against the wall of his house, the door slamming shut behind them.
He pinned Seans hands up above his head, then kissed his ex lover.
They were both extremely drunk, Mark having taken some pills so he could drink and not die.
Sean hummed in delight, leaning up into the kiss.
It felt so right..
Mark used one hand on Seans arms to keep pinned up, and the other resting on the side of Seans throat, his thumb resting across the smaller mans adams apple.
Mark bit Seans lip, forcefully shoving his tongue in Seans mouth, completely dominating the Irish boy.
"You are mine - got that?"
Mark hissed lowly in Seans ear, then nibbling on the tip of it.
He lifted up Sean, carrying up up to the room and dropping his roughly on the bed.
Sean nodded in response, leaning his head back and letting out moans as Mark sank his teeth into Seans neck, kissing and sucking everywhere to make hickies.
"G-God Mark.."
Sean whispered, running his fingers through Marks hair and squirming around at the sensation.
He almost forgot how much he loved Mark loving on his neck.
Mark practically ripped off Seans shirt, first taking a look at him and his arms as the dark lines stood out against the pale skin.
Mark played it off as nothing, being greedy to see Seans beautiful, slim, curvy body.
Sean quickly also took off Marks shirt, leaving hot, wet, sloppy kisses all over Marks defined muscles.
Mark was stood at the corner of the bed, Sean sitting on his knees and leaning down to kiss over Marks godly body.
A rather large hand came around Seans ass, going underneath the ripped jeans and rubbing his cheeks.
Mark pushed Sean down on his back and easily slipped off the jeans.
He rolled Sean over like a toy, propping him up on his hands and knees.
That same hand made it's his over Seans body, getting back to his ass and giving it a sinful slap, causing the smaller one to squeak.
"You, my lovely toy, are going to have the best night of your whole entire fucking life.."
Mark whispered into Seans ear, grabbing his hips and pulling him closer as Mark started to grind in Sean, just to get him start.
There were sure to be bruises or red marks.
Sean let out a moan, hanging his head forward and parting his plump lips.
This was going to be one hell of a night.