“Oh my, fuck,” You moan out, tangling your hands in Dean’s hair as he moves his tongue up and down your clit.
“Dean, yes,” You start to roll your hips. Dean grabs on to your thighs to hold you down, flicking his tongue at a faster pace. You can feel the familiar heat rising up in your lower area, indicating that your orgasm is near. You bring your hand up to your breasts, playing with your nipple as Dean now enters two fingers inside of you as well.
The pleasure is almost too much to handle. He really knows what he is doing.
“I’m coming, oh god, yes,” You yell out, and release yourself over him. Dean gets up from between your thighs, a smile plastered on his face.
“I will never get tired of this.” Dean smirks, bringing himself up on top of you.
It’s only seven in the morning, but Dean recently has been waking you up more often than not quite pleasurably. Whether it be sex or him eating you out like you’re candy, mornings have proven to be amazing with this man.
Lately, Dean’s been staying at your house while he was in town, which was not very often anymore. He basically moved in- he even has a key to the house and extra clothes for when he stays over. He’s been extremely busy with work lately, so anytime he had at home, he spent it with you. Whether that be at your house, or out going on dates, you’re spending almost all of your time together.
You love him, you know this. Who couldn’t love this man? He’s perfect in every way possible. He’s treated you better than any man has ever treated you before. You know there are things about his past that he is keeping from you, but you know that it’s for a reason. Ever since that talk you two had a few months ago, you haven’t brought it up since. He’ll tell you whenever he is ready.
“Don’t go to work today.” Dean breathes out, lying down next to you in bed. His hand is playing with your hair, and his other hand was rubbing circles on your stomach.
Hey I have a request! Can you make a scenario about Mark (from got7) and his girlfriend goes to LA to see his family. During their vacation she meets Mark’s ex and his old best friend. She gets insecure about their relationship when she sees those two spend some time together. When it bothers her too much she tells mark that she's going back to Korea but wants him to stay with his family as much as he can. Happy Ending please?
Oh my goodness! I am so sorry this took insanely long to write. I really hope it was worth the wait. I’m so sorry and thank you for being so incredibly patient.
Pairing: Mark Tuan X Reader
Word Count: 2060
Mark Tuan, the most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on. You had been in a relationship with him for over two years now and you still found him insanely attractive. Not only attractive, but he was the most caring guy you had ever met and your personalities went perfectly together. You got along with his family just as well, and that’s why you were excited to go to LA and see them while Mark had a break.
"Baby, you ready?“ Mark asked, zipping his suitcase as he stared at you from the other side of the bed. You smiled back, pushing your suitcase shut.
"I don’t know. My suitcase won’t close.” You laughed, shoving it down again. He smiled at you before making his way over to your side of the bed.
"That’s cause you’re doing it wrong.“ He mumbled, turning you around to face him. He picked you up and sat you on the suitcase, zipping it closed as you giggled.
Your hands settled on the sides of his face as he smiled up at you before leaning up to press a quick kiss to your lips. "Let’s go, baby doll.” He said, patting your hips. You hopped down and pulled the heavy case off of your bed, dragging it to Jackson’s car.
The drive to the airport consisted of you feeling like a total third wheel while Mark and Jackson sang to each other in the front, you squished in the back with yours and Mark’s luggage. You really didn’t mind though. You loved watching Markson in action in front of your eyes. Sometimes you thought they were more of a couple than you and Mark were. Especially when Jackson refused to let go of Mark at the airport, almost causing a scene, when it was time for the two of you to board your plane.
As for the plane ride there, you basically slept the whole way when Mark wasn’t excitedly telling you every last detail he had planned for this trip.
Before you knew it, you were in LA and Mark’s mom was hugging you tightly as you tried your very best to keep your drowsy eyes open.
"Y/n! It’s been so long!“ She exclaimed in your ear, causing your eyes to widen.
"I know, I’m sorry. Mark has been super busy up until now.” You smiled lazily as she pulled away to get a good look at you. You heard Mark chuckle as he rested his hand on your back.
"Mom, Y/n is tired. Please save questions for after we get home and take a nap.“ He smiled at his mother. She nodded and escorted the two of you to the car before loading it up with all of your junk.
Arriving at the Tuan’s house was more than relieving as you plopped yourself into Mark’s childhood bed, exhausted from your travels. You heard a little giggle from your boyfriend as he dropped your heavy bags on the floor.
"No, hunny, I don’t need any help with your heavy ass bags, I got it.” He laughed, plopping down on the bed right next to you.
"I’m sorry, baby. I’m so tired, I wasn’t thinking about the bags. Thank you though.“ You smiled before kissing him slowly. His hand slid over your hip as he took a deep breath in through his nose, lips pressed against yours. You smiled into the kiss, sliding your hand into his hair.
"Get some sleep, baby girl. We have a lot of touristy things for you to do when you wake up.” He smiled after pulling away.
The two of you got some much needed rest, curing most of your jet lagginess. But you woke up alone, hearing lots of laughing coming from downstairs. You smiled, happy that Mark was catching up with his family as you made your way toward the noise. When you rounded the corner, you saw a girl you’d never met before playing with your man’s hair. Your heartbeat sped up as you felt a flood of different emotions flowing through you.
"Y/n!“ Mark shouted from his spot on the couch. The girl with her hands in his hair turned to look at you, not moving her hands from his head. You faked a smile with your lips pressed together. "Come here! I want you to meet someone!” He exclaimed. You reluctantly obeyed, moving toward him. “Y/n, this is Amanda.” He smiled.
"Nice to meet you.“ You lied, sticking your hand out to shake hers, only because you wanted her hands off of Mark. She shook your hand with a genuine smile on her face. You remembered that name. You remember Mark bringing her up before.
"It’s nice to meet you too, Y/n!” She exclaimed happily. You nodded, not knowing what to do from there.
"Come here, baby.“ Mark smiled, motioning for you to take his spot on the couch as he moved to sit on the back of it with you between his legs. You smiled as you sat down, happy she wasn’t touching him anymore. Mark ran his fingers through your hair before resting his hands on your shoulders and rubbing his thumbs into your back as he talked to his dad.
The next day, Mark was going to take you to his favorite beach and you were excited to spend some relaxing alone time with him, but Amanda got invited along, ruining your day of relaxation.
"Mark, I thought this was just gonna be you and me.” You whispered, disappointment coating your voice.
"I’m sorry, babe, I thought you’d be okay with it. Mandy missed me.“ He said simply, kissing your forehead and joining Amanda by the water. You shook your head, watching them giggle as he tossed her over his shoulder and ran into the water. You decided to try to ignore it and just lie down to tan.
That’s when it hit you. Mandy. As in ’Mandy, my ex girlfriend.’
Your heart jumped to your throat. That girl was his ex girlfriend. You sat up on your elbows, watching them giggle and play in the water. You took in a shaky breath and let yourself back onto your towel.
'Mandy used to play with my hair…’
'Mandy loved that song…’
Suddenly, you felt cold water being dripped on you, shocking you. You opened your eyes wide and saw Mark standing above you with a huge smile on his face. "Mark!” You whined, sitting up. “You scared me.”
He only giggled as you wiped off the little water droplets with a towel. “Come have fun, babe.” He said, holding out his hand.
"It looks like Amanda has that department covered.“ You said, looking up at him. He furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head to the side.
"What do you mean?” He asked, confused.
"Nothing. I’ll come swim with you guys. I’m getting a little hot.“ You mumbled, taking off your sunglasses. He smiled and helped you up.
Then he ran into the water, leaving you behind to watch him playfully splash Amanda again. You took in a deep breath, telling yourself it was all in your head. "Hey, Y/n!” Amanda exclaimed with a wave. You smiled and gave her a small wave back, realizing this would be harder than you thought.
The rest of the day you had to deal with being on the outside of old inside jokes and strangers thinking they were a couple instead of you and Mark. You hated the feeling of being a third wheel when you were with your own boyfriend (Unless you were with Jackson, of course).
"Mark, I’m going home. To Korea.“ You said, avoiding eye contact.
"What? Baby, no.” He said softly, taking your hands. “Why? We’re having so much fun.”
"No, Mark, you are. You should stay and have fun and hang out with… her some more.“ You felt tears stinging your eyes as you tossed your clothes into your luggage again.
"Y/n, please. What are you doing?” He asked, trying to get you to look at him.
"I’m going home, Mark. I miss… Jackson. I miss everyone at home. I wanna go home.“ You explained, your voice cracking.
"No! You’re not going anywhere! Talk to me, Y/n!” Mark was almost shouting at this point. He never raised his voice with you.
"You’re not leaving me like this. You can’t do this to me. No! I’m not letting you leave.” His voice cracked, making you look at him for the first time since you got back to his parent’s house.
"I have to.“ You admitted, looking down.
"Why? What’s wrong?”
"I can’t just stay here and pretend I’m okay with you acting like you’re still dating your ex, Mark. I love you. So much and it’s killing me to watch you guys act like you never broke up. I feel like the third wheel and I have to go home.“ Tears fell from your eyes, but you quickly wiped them away.
"Y/n, Mandy and were best friends when I lived here that doesn’t -”
"I don’t care. I have to go home. You’re not going to stop me.“ You shouted, cutting him off.
"Baby, please stay. You can be mad at me for the next three days until we go home, but I’m not letting you pay for another plane ticket when we already have tickets for three days from now.” He said softly, taking a step toward you.
"Fine.“ You gave in, knowing you couldn’t really afford another plane ticket.
"I love you.” He smiled, taking another step forward.
You scoffed and left the room with your pajamas to change in the bathroom.
The next morning, you woke up to your phone vibrating on the table beside you. You rubbed your eyes and picked it up, seeing Jackson’s face on the screen.
"Hello?“ You answered groggily.
"Hey, Y/n, are you okay? What happened?” He asked.
"What?“ You asked, still confused about where you were due to just waking up. "Oh yeah. Um. Hold on.” You said, remembering all the texts you sent him last night. You got out of bed and went downstairs to explain everything to Jackson.
"Damn. I’m sorry, Y/n.“ You heard him say over the phone, sounding a bit distracted.
"What are you doing?” You asked, playing with a pillow on the couch next to you.
"Nothing.“ He responded quickly. "Just don’t worry too much about it, Y/n, okay? They were best friends once and I know for a fact he loves you more than he’s ever loved any other girl.”
You smiled to yourself, thinking about how sweet that was. “Thank you, Jackson.”
"No problem. Now go fix things with your man.“ He laughed.
"Bye.” You giggled back
"Bye, Y/n, I miss you guys.“
"We miss you too.”
The call ended and you felt a lot better about Mark spending time with her. You just had to think of her as an old friend. You tiptoed back up the stairs, trying not to wake anyone up, and crawled back into bed. You cuddled up real close to Mark and kissed his head.
"What was that for?“ He asked, rolling over to look at you. You smiled, looking at his adorable, drowsy face.
"I love you.” You whispered, running your fingers through his hair.
"I love you too, baby.“ He smiled, pulling you close to him. "I’m so sorry I was spending so much time with her. I should have been paying more attention to you. I love you so much. Today is all about us. Just you and me, okay?”
"Okay.“ You smiled, hugging him tighter.
"I just don’t want to lose you.” He said, sounding like he was about to cry.
You pulled back just enough to see his face, seeing tears well up in his eyes. “Mark, I’m not going anywhere. I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I love you.” You whispered before leaning in and kissing his lips softly.
"I love you too.“ He responded after you pulled away. "More than you know.”
He kissed your forehead and pulled you back into his bare chest, rubbing your back. The two of you cuddled and giggled for a little longer in bed until you both decided it was time to get up and get ready for the day.
For the record having Cancer, Pisces and Scorpios in certain placements or water dominant doesn’t mean “oh they must have to cry.” I feel a lot of people are confused when they hear the term “emotional” and get defensive about it because they believe it only means you cry.
Water signs are emotionally responsive and intuitive. They use their emotions as guide and make decisions based off of them. If they are feeling angry their anger will influence their decisions. If they are feeling happy their happiness will influence their decision and so on. Being intuitive means you get a gut feeling and you tend to lean towards that gut feeling before leaping into something.
Having this characteristic also allows you to be compassionate. Makes sense since the definition of emotional has relating to others emotions in it.
Headcanon that the CIA was big on the whole painful child experimentation side of things, and not-so-big on the whole pool noodle and general water safety side of things, with the end result being that none of the Blackwing subjects actually ever learned to swim properly.
Which leads to the mystery squad discovering that Dirk Gently acts like an actual fucking cat when presented with any situation that involves entering bodies of water larger than a bath. There’s a lot of reluctant testing of the water temperature, and unenthusiastic dipping of feet, and slight twitching of the eye when going in further than waist-height (“the universe does not want me to get my hair wet Todd, what are you doing Todd, put me down immediately Todd”).
The Rowdy 3 think it’s hilarious until Amanda and Farah acquire water pistols, and then the gloves are off.
Ken tries to prevent Bart from getting her hands on a water pistol because he figures that someone might actually die and he’d like it if they didn’t get banned from the local acquatic centre. Bart generally treats the pool as a giant bath and avoids the water like the plague, but she enjoys the communal showers and they have a hard time convincing her to leave.
The mystery squad all agree that if a case involves swimming (or scuba diving, or snorkelling) it’s probably best not to involve the psychic beans who can barely stay afloat.
“ i guess having water is better than nothing .. ” riley groaned, sitting on the stairs which lead into the cabin. “ shitty that’s it cold as balls though. ” she began to rip apart a piece of grass. “ so .. what now? ”
I’m thinking about the protestors at Standing Rock this weekend and I want to help. Maybe I can use my art to do this. I’m going to open up portraits for $5 or open donation, and use the funds to buy supplies from Sacred Stone Camp’s Amazon Wishlist. If you’d like to take part please let me know! My Venmo is @Amanda-Bell-5, if you donate I’ll draw you and post it here. Hopeful and excited to see where this goes! Ty for your consideration!
Amanda had already raised over $400 that she’s used to purchase supplies for Standing Rock. She’s currently working on setting up a PayPal account so if that’s easier for y'all, hold on. You can follow her progress on Instagram at @godammitamanda!
Please feel free to reblog this post. If you are also running a fundraiser for Standing Rock, sent me a message. -Raine