You Have My Heart •Markson•

He brushed his lips against his cheek, slowly. "If you want me to stop, then tell me now," he mumbled.

Mark didn't reply as Jackson's lips brushed against his jaw, "Or now." He continued to make his way along Mark's jaw before brushing his lips with his own. Jackson pressed his lips against Mark's. The young male made a small noise of surprise as he placed his hands on Jackson's shoulders, pushing him away.

"Jackson, we can't. What about your pack's code?"

"Fuck the code," Jackson replied, claiming Mark's lips once more.

Mark could hardly think as he felt Jackson send a trail of kisses from his jaw down to his neck. He didn't want Jackson to stop but if he didn't stop...

"Jackson...wait please."

"I'm tired of waiting Mark. I want you and I know you want me too. So stop fighting it."

"Jack-mmm."

Jackson pressed his lips against Mark's once more, grabbing his wrist and pinning them above his head. He deepens the kiss, tilting his head slightly. Mark slowly kissed him back hesitantly at first, but soon he began to kiss just as passionately as Jackson who broke the kiss, his breathing uneven. Mark looked up at him, his cheeks a light shade of pink as he tried to regain his breath.

A shiver ran through Mark's body as Jackson's lips brushed against his ear. "Let me take you tonight."