Crankiplier oneshots (smut)

A Christmas Special: Santa's Little Helper

Mark had a secret. It was a big one, and it always kept him busy. Ethan was one of the only people to know Marks massive secret. Mark was lucky he had Ethan to help him out. You see, Mark was Santa Claus. Good old Saint Nick. The very being who battles Krampus every year in order to deliver presents to the masses.

Ethan had saved his ass every year for many years. He managed all the little helpers, ensuring targets were reached a week before they were needed. He made sure the sleigh was up to standard and was going to be as efficient as possible. If it weren't for Ethan, Mark wasn't sure if he'd be able to make Christmas happen.

Currently, Mark was slamming drawers closed, aggressively looking for particular paper work. Ethan poked his head in the door. "Hey, are you alright?" He asked, his eyes giving Mark a caring look.

"I can't find the updated list for Wych Elm street." Mark huffed back.

"I've got it right here. This is the newest copy." Ethan smiled warmly which did help soothe Mark slightly. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yeah, I mean, sorta. I will be when this season ends. I just haven't had a moment for myself in a while, I'm just so... ugh." Mark groaned. All he could really think of was how much he wanted to fuck someone, or at least jack off.

"I know it's rough right now, Mark. If you need anything, let me know and I'll try my best to help you out." Ethan said in a slight and sweet tone. Ethan had thought about letting Mark have his way with him. You know, to de-stress. Multiple times. And just for fun. He'd never act on his desires though. He knew the impact his work had on Mark, how thankful he was that Ethan took care of so much management stuff. He'd hate to make it awkward.

Ethans sweet comment had hit something with in Mark though. He wanted Ethan bent over his desk, drooling and sobbing at the absolute pleasure Mark gave him. The pure bliss that no one but Mark could provide him with. In his limited sleep, Mark would often dream of Ethan. Pulling down his dark green tights, fucking his tight little hole senseless, making him squirt and cum and squirt. Having to explain to him that men can squirt too. Watching the look in Ethans eyes as he realised Mark was a sex god, watching Ethan decide with very little, if any, debate to worship him. Aaaand Mark was hard.

Ethan was still standing in front of Marks desk, watching him as he zoned out and mentally left the world and daydreamed. The look in his eye was animalistic and lustful. Ethan couldn't help but hope that one day, he'd see that hunger aimed at him. Little did he know.

"Mark? Do you need anything? Like tea?" Ethan said softly as he walked around the desk and closer to Mark. The intent behind it was to check his temperature, but upon seeing Mark jr. standing tall and wanting to be satisfied, Ethan decided that he would take a leap of faith.

Mark came crashing down to earth when he felt his chair swivel. His raging boner on display for Ethan to see.

"Oh my god, sorry Eth, um," he crossed his legs in an attempt to hide it. "What were you saying?"

Ethan kneeled before Mark and scooting closer to the chair, his hands prying Marks legs open. "I was just wondering if you needed help with anything at all. Anything you needed..." Ethan trailed off.

Mark groaned. Maybe his little fantasy will come true. "Suck me." He commanded. Mark lifted his hips and helped Ethan yank his pants down to around his knees. Ethan wrapped his hand around Marks length and stared in awe of the sheer size.

"You're so big, Mark." He said, just above a whisper. He slowly and gently stroked before giving small licks. Eventually, he took the head in his mouth and got to work. He was bobbing his head, earning groans and pleasures sighs from Mark.

"You're so good, Eth. Such a good and helpful boy." Mark praised. It only encouraged Ethan to do better. "Fuck." Mark groaned as he ran his fingers through Ethans soft brown hair.

Ethan sucked and slurped away at Marks dick, fondling his balls occasionally. He had forgotten how much he liked sucking dick. He was so lost in his own little world, thinking about pleasuring Mark forever with his mouth that he hardly noticed Mark trying to pull him off.

"I wanna fuck you." Mark stated. Ethan nodded. Despite the flatness of the statement, Ethan still felt butterflies brewing. Whether Mark would be a sensitive and gentle lover or if he'd be a rough lover, he wanted it all.

"I'll prep myself. Can I keep-" Ethan started.

"Yes, keep sucking like the little whore you are, baby. I wanna feel your moans on my dick, okay?" Ethan couldn't help but nod. Nothing sounded better to him.

Ethan momentarily lifted his mouth from Mark to suck his own fingers. Mark looked like he was about to protest, but upon seeing Ethan suckling his fingers, eyes half closed, reaching down behind him and gently inserting fingers was definitely a memory saved to the wank bank.

Ethan moaned as he inserted 2 digits, closing his eyes and leaning back onto Mark's dick, sucking it, but not with as much attention and focus as before. His fingers curled in the right ways. Just like he did every time thinking of Mark. He introduced a third finger.

A whorish moan from Ethan sent vibrations and tingles through Mark. Ethan looked completely absorbed by the pleasure of his fingers and was drooling gorgeously on Marks dick.

"You ready?" Mark cooed. Ethan nodded, a string of saliva still connecting his mouth to Marks cock. Mark lifted Ethan to his feet and bent him over his desk. He yanked Ethans tights down the rest of the way and admired his ass. It was full and luscious.

He slowly pushed in his meaty length, Ethan moaning the whole time. He stilled once fully in, Ethan adjusting and whimpering occasionally.

"Please fuck me, Mark. Fuck me so good." Ethan whimpered out. He was gripping the edge of the desk so hard his knuckles were turning white. Mark has started to pump in and out at a painfully slow speed. Even more painfully, Mark wasn't fully pushing against Ethans prostate, merely giving it a light brush on every slow thrust.

Ethan whimpered and begged for Mark to change his pace. Mark revelled in Ethans submission, the way he was writhing and shuddering, you'd surely think he'd go mad if Mark didn't give in. Seeing his best friend in such a state of neediness wouldn't allow Mark to last long at all.

Suddenly and roughly, Mark slammed into Ethan, who couldn't help but drop his jaw and let his eyes roll back into his head. A moan ripped from him as Mark slammed straight into his sweet spot. And not only once, but Mark was now viciously and continuously pleasuring him. Warm waves of pleasure rolled over Ethan, wiping his mind of any thoughts that didn't include the dick in his ass.

"Who's my little helper, huh?" Marks thrusts were gaining such a momentum and roughness that his desk was now scrapping along the floor. Ethan was bouncing on the desk, drooling and overloaded.

He whined in protest as Mark pulled out of him and sat on the chair. "Ride me, Ethan." He commanded. Without thought, Ethan jumped onto his lap, reinserting the otherworldly cock into himself. At first, his bounces were shy and unsure, but desperation slowly grew, and the ferocity of Ethans bounces became more and more intense.

"I am, I'm your littler helper, Mark." Ethan managed to say, his words hiccuped, Mark groaning above him felt Ethans tight whole starting to quiver around him. His moans somehow reached a new level of desperation.

He was fast approaching the edge, heat pooling in his stomach, but he didn't think he could form a word for the life of him. He couldn't control his moans, he couldn't think of the words to say.

"Fucking cum, baby. Cum with me." He groaned.

"Fuck!" Ethan mustered enough thoughts to produce a word. As he came, he shuddered and rocked back against Mark, who was now stilled and cuming deep within Ethan. They both panted and rode though the waves of their orgasms.

Ethan finally spoke, "do you still feel stressed?" He looked behind him at Mark with a cheeky smile.

"I feel a lot less stressed, but I might need you again in a bit." He smirked back and kissed at Ethan neck, pulling his dick out of Ethans gorilla grip ass.