Wake Me Up (Mark x Reader)

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A/N: I do advise at least 16+ but y'all wildin' and I can't stop anyone and I myself was reading smut when I was like 13 so I'm not gonna be crazy about it.

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Your POV:

It was 6 in the morning and you and your boyfriend Mark had places to be around 8, but having to wake you up this early would NOT be easy. When you didn't get enough sleep or had to wake up at the ass crack of dawn, you were, let's just say, EXTREMELY cranky. 

The alarm went off a few times leaving you pissy, falling in and out of sleep. Of course like every other time you can't find the motivation to get out of bed, when suddenly you feel Mark nuzzling his face in your neck and ghosting his fingers over your pajama bottoms. "Babygirl" his husky morning voice whispers in your ear "It's time to get up." You groaned tiredly shaking your head, but becoming more and more aroused by the second. 

He began kissing and nibbling your neck, moving down and stopping at your breasts. He cupped one in his hand and flicked his tongue across the nipple while his other hand slowly dragged your panties down, discarding them. He pulled away just barely and began kissing down your stomach, softly and almost ticklish but still euphoric. His face was inches from your womanhood, you felt his hot breath pulse over you. He looked up with you with a sly smile and spread your thighs and quickly got down to business, flicking his tongue against your clit. 

"Markkk" you moaned, grasping his soft locks and tugging lightly. This makes him bury his face into you, sucking and nipping at your clit, teasing your entrance with his fingers. You were definitely awake now if you weren't already. He pulls away and lays back, motioning you over. You gave him a questioning look, when he pulled your hips over his face leaving you hovering above, ready to ride. Unexpectedly you feel his tongue slipping into you, making you jolt and force out a whine. He helped you softly grind on his tongue hovering just enough for him to get air. He slips his tongue out making you frown before returning it to your clit, lapping at it as you feel his hands squeeze your ass and pull you closer into him. 

Mark ran his hands up your sides while you moaned from the pure pleasure of him toying with your clit and cupped your breasts. "Cum for me babygirl" in the moments between breathes and going back at it. Hearing him say that sent you over the edge, stalling your hips and moaning and whining loudly. He chuckled and flipped you onto your hands and knees kissing down your back, his tip teasing at your folds. He let it rub against your clit and teased it at your entrance, pushing the tip in and out. 

"Just fuck me already" you whined and pushed yourself into him, pushing all in unexpectedly at once. He hit your cervix, feeling the pressure you moaned and pushed back farther into it. "It'll always surprise me how fucking big you are" you moan as he throws his head back in pleasure. 

"Your wish is my command, princess." He said as he pulled out all the way and began pounding his big cock into you. You felt his hand force your face into the pillows as he fucked you at a slightly different angle, hitting your g-spot every time, making you scream his name. He flipped you over, lifting your legs over his shoulders, something about the feeling of your legs closed making you even tighter around his cock was even more euphoric. 

His thrusts were stuttering as he got closer "I'm so close baby" he groaned pushing himself as deep into you as he could get. "God Mark fill me up please" you begged (assume you're on birth control) and moaned. You felt his hips come to a stop as his hot seed filled you and dripped down your entrance as he pulled out. 

He finally laid down next to you, pulling you into his chest. "I love you y/n" he whispered. "I love you too Markimoo" you giggled, "that was the best possible way you could've woken me up." He chuckled and smiled, "We really gotta get going though" he said more seriously, leaving you both to get up and start getting ready.

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A/N: I hope that was good. I haven't written since my freshman year in highschool, and now I'm going to be a freshman in college come September! 

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