Mark Tuan Scenarios

Dessert (Pt. 1)

For my wife, AmeliaRyea.

You just came home from work and you walk in the door. As soon as you stepped through the door, your boyfriend Mark could easily sense how stressed you were. Luckily, he was already making supper for you, but you weren't paying any attention to that nor anything except for sitting down. He takes your jacket off of your shoulders and then leads you over to the table. Sitting in your chair, you lay your head down and then groan. Your stomach begins to grumble once you realize that Mark is making supper for the two of you. Perking your head up, you go and follow him back to the stove and lay your head on his back, wrapping your arms around him. Leaning over, you take a glance to see what is in the pan cooking. Hamburgers. Of course it would be since that is his favorite.

A few minutes later.

Sitting down at the table, you both fix up your burgers the way you like. You have lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, cheese, ketchup, and mustard. Mark dressed up his the same way except he put mayonnaise and ketchup. You two had chips on the side and spicy chili crisp. It was one of your favorite Taiwanese dishes! He asks you about your day you tell him that you had a lot to do during work. You had to call many of your clients because there was a system failure and all of the corrections had been thrown onto your shoulders. Your boss made it your responsibility. With a deep affectionate kiss and a movement to go around the table to you, Mark started to give you a massage in the middle of your supper. His hands moved across yours shoulders and up and down your neck, making sure to relieve your tension. He began to spread kisses and it made you melt from satisfaction. Once your eyes began to droop, he pulled his hands away and this is where you let out a soft whimper. Your skin was already getting cold from his lack of touch. You look up at him and give a smile. This is the most relaxed you had been all day.

10 minutes later.

Both of you are leaning back in your chairs, arms falling behind your backs. Stomachs were full and Mark was nearly about to burst from the great food. After stretching, you decide to get up and head to the fridge for dessert. There was fruit in there that was bought just for tonight and now was the best time to eat it. And you also grab a tub of ice cream from the freezer and then some spray cool whip to go alongside everything. Walking back to Mark, you tug on his collar and tell him that dessert will be in the bedroom. Going into the room with the cute and very stuffed man following you, you smirk. Tonight is going to be very fun, you think. You had strawberries, cherries, watermelon, and mangoes. Along with chocolate syrup, the good kind that was Hershey's©. Once you set everything down, you motion for him to get onto the bed, telling him that dessert will be in the bedroom tonight and that you wanted to do something with it. Try new things. He puts on music before he gets in the bed, sitting on top of the covers. You grab strawberries and chocolate syrup to use on him. He is your dessert. And you take all night just to eat him up. Moving onto the bed, you climb on top of Mark and then lean down, giving him soft kisses upon his neck while his hands wander to your rump, lifting up the hem of your white and pink dress. As his hands go up further, you look down at his face. There is an evil smirk there, because he just realized that you aren't wearing anything. Mark is driven crazy now, the fruit and everything completely erased from his mind. He flips you over and pins you down to the bed with his chiseled body, putting his hands on your wrists and holding them above your head. Your cheeks become a bright shade of pink, then as his lips connect to your neck, the blush moves down towards your chest, a moan escaping into your beloved's ear. He comments on how sexy you always sound when you moan just for him, saying he enjoys it so so much. Releasing your hands, he pulls you up and takes your dress off of you, leaving you bare before him. You look up into his lovely black eyes, seeing the same spark there as when you first met. And through his eyes, he can see your lighting up. Your chest going up and down as you squirm in anticipation. Lowering himself down, his lips grazed against your collar bone and to the center of your chest. Licking at you, he glanced upwards and then leaned over, taking your right breast into his supple mouth. The suckling motions made you moan again and caused you to arch your back. Looking to your right, you grab the syrup and open it up to pour it onto yourself. Sitting up some, you let it run down your body until it reached your belly button. Mark released your nipple to go down and catch the cascade of chocolate, lapping it up like the good boy he was. Letting your head drop back, you hum in satisfaction and then run your fingers through his hair. Mark decided to himself that there would be no fruit tonight, just the delicious taste of her skin mixed with the chocolate. 

Dress for the evening.

Mark for the evening. (Minus the pikachu ears!)