And I...: A MarkiplierxReader ✔

Chapter 18: Making It Up

(I felt bad leaving Mark hanging in the last chapter. SMUT WARNING!!! This is just an extension of the last chapter. If you don't want to read smut, just read the part up until you see *** then you can skim though until you see *** again, so you know it'll be safe to read)

Your POV

There I was, laying half naked on a couch in a silent apartment. My heart was still pounding. It felt as though it could beat out of my chest at any moment. I just had the most erotic moment of my life, yet I wanted to cry. 'Is he angry? Maybe I shouldn't have let it get that far, but I couldn't help it. This is the exact reason I tried to avoid him at the beginning of the night. I was scared to be alone with him because of what I might do.' If sex wasn't something my parents taught me was to be shared between two people in love, I probably would have given it up in the heat of the moment.

Regardless that was my choice, and I stand by it but I still feel like shit. Here he is thinking he's going to get lucky and I shut him down midway. I don't blame him for being pissed off. 'I need to go apologize and explain.'
I make my way up the dimly lite stairs, and knock on his recording room door, he didn't reply. I heard something from his bedroom. 'I guess he's trying to sleep, but if he's mad I don't want him going to bed pissed off at me.'
***
I knocked lightly on the door, I know he's in there but he isnt answering. 'Well he isn't getting away with being this immature!' I swung to door open and heard a girlish screech. Mark's face turned beet red and I realized what I walked into. He immediately attempted to cover up with a pillow, and I just laughed. "What's so funny?! I'll have you know for a guy, I'm above average." I just chuckled even harder and walked over to him. "I'm sure you're more then sufficient. I'm laughing at how 5 minutes ago you were ready to stick it in, and now you're trying to hide it." I sat down on the bed right beside him, and reached for the pillow. "(YN) What are you doing?" In one quick motion I exposed him. I leaned up to his ear "making it up to you." I whispered.

I pressed my lips firmly against his and slowly worked my way down moving over his neck, pecks, abs, waistline before finally taking his length into my mouth. I felt the tension building as I swirled my tongue around his throbbing manhood. I treated it as though it was a lollipop. Every time I heard him moan or groan I knew I had found a sweet spot and I focused on it, doing the little things I learned from previous relationships that guy liked. Before I knew it his hips began to make a small thrusting motion. "I'm gonna ---" he tried to tell me through his groaning. He tried to pull out of my mouth but I forced my headdown as far as I could and picked upthe pace until, I could feel the warm salty liquid filling my mouth andmy throat. "That wasincredible" he panted.

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He gave me a kiss on the forehead and laid there with a wide grin like a goofball. I asked him if he had mouthwash and he informed me he in fact had a spare tooth brush still in the packaging in the medicine cabinet. I crawled off his bed and went to the bathroom and I brushed my teeth. I came out of the bathroom where Mark met me midway in the hall. He hugged me from behind and walked me back to his bedroom. He tossed me on the bed and got on beside me. He was so affectionate. We just kissed and cuddled and eventually we fell asleep in each others arms