mark boxer

Edward Nygma (aka The Riddler), based on Capullo’s verson (my favorite version of him).

I was inspired by @ritzy-biscuit‘s drawing of Eddie in sock-garters and could not get the idea out of my head.

Imagine hooking up with young Mark Wahlberg...

You had been a Calvin Klein photographer for about 5 years. You had worked with thousands of gorgeous men - you were used to dealing with them. When you first started the job, 5 years ago you used to blush an awful lot and giggle at some of the models you had to photograph, now you had matured. It was easy. Until now, you found out you had to photograph Mark Wahlberg.

You had posters in your room of him when you were a teen. He was your idea of perfection. How were you going to cope with this? 

It was 30 minutes before the shoot would begin. You had heard Mark had arrived. You let out some deep breaths before going to set up your studio. “You can do this.” you whispered to yourself. “Who are you talking to?” a deep, morning voice asked you. In shock, you turned to see Mark leaning on the door frame. “erm…ERM.. just. myself I. guess.” you mumbled while picking up your camera. Mark giggled at you. You walked towards him holding out your hand. He took it and held it gently. “Pleasure to meet you, Mark” you said with a smile before walking out of the room but Mark didn’t let go of your hand. “What’s your name sweetie?” Mark looked at you with curiosity in his eyes. “I’m Y/N, see you out there.” You walked away with a smile scarring your face.

The photo shoot was about to begin. Mark walked in with just a pair of Calvin’s on. You tried to stop you eyes from descending south many times. It was difficult. “Right, you ready Mark?” you asked him without looking at him. “Yeah, darling - let’s go.” After a set of shots, Mark asked you to stop. “Why won’t you look at me, Y/N? Is it something I said or did?” His face dropped and he made his way towards you. “Er.. no. It’s nothing I was just making sure the camera settings were okay.” you didn’t take your eyes off of your camera, even though Mark Wahlberg was stood right next to you in only a pair of boxers. You felt a hand lift your chin and turn it. You were now facing the hottest man ever & he wanted to talk to YOU. You bit your bottom lip as you got lost in his hazel eyes. He came closer to your face with his, laying a kiss on your lips. “Y/N, I want to take you to dinner tonight.” a smiled appeared on his handsome face. “I want to go to dinner with you - now get over there and let me take some more pictures of you!” you laughed and carried on biting your lip.

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Pairing: Mark Pellegrino x Reader
Word count: 1,449
Warnings: Sweet Smut.  Compared to all the wonderful smut I’m seeing tonight this is awful.  You’ve been warned.
Request / Sequel: Requested by (Anonymous) Sequel to He’s Not Worth Missing.

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Of Dim Lights and Silent Nights (M)

Originally posted by tuanpumpkins

**GIF NOT MINE

Characters: Mark Tuan (GOT7) x Im Jaebum (JB, GOT7) x You (OC/Reader)

Genre: Smut 

Length:   3,761 words

Plot:  Nothing seems unusual when your boyfriend invited you to drive to their dorms to give him and the boys’ ramen, until you step foot inside the dorm that you’ve realized something strange is happening.

Warning/s: Strictly boy x boy smut, Extreme make out session between two men, Voyeurism, Female Masturbation, Pillow humping (don’t ask alsdkgha), dirty talk, etc. (shit I’m going to fucking hell)

A/N:  HEY guys… SO this is again abrupt writing and I am honestly a thirsty hoe for Markbum and there’s not much Markbum smut out there so I wrote a quick (I guess) smut for the two of them (but this involves a female reader also) and it’s in the 2nd Voyeurism POV SO THAT’S IT ENJOY (I guess I should consider this as a birthday gift for myself LMAO)


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Gift - Jin (BTS) and Mark (Got7)

You and Mark had been bffs for a really long time. In fact he was the one who introduced you to your boyfriend Jin. Jin and you had a great relationship, you barely fought and always showed a lot of love towards each other. You two had been together a year now and had moved in with each other. Recently you had noticed that anytime you left your phone alone and came back Jin would be in it. You had nothing to hide of course, but him doing this every time made you feel like he didn’t trust you.

 Eventually you had had enough. On one particular Saturday morning you were laying in bed with him as the bedroom TV was on. He was watching a show on it and you were texting Mark constantly, since he was your best friend after all. You had to go visit your mom so you went into the bathroom to get ready. When you came back he had your phone in his hands yet again and was looking through it. You rolled your eyes and sat back down besides him with a huff.

“Seriously Jin? What is the issue?” you asked, attitude clear on your voice. “Recently you’re always on my phone, why? Do you think I am doing something wrong?” you questioned.

He bit his lip deep in thought before he looked up at you. “Why have you been messaging Mark so much?” he asked.

You scowled at him, “Because he is my best friend why else? Do you think I am cheating on you with Mark? You can read all of our messages none of them are inappropriate.” You said defending yourself.

“I don’t think you’re cheating on me but…” he said trailing off.

“But what?!” you asked raising your voice at him slightly. 

“But…I think that you think he is attractive.” he whispered softly.

“Of course I think he is attractive Jin, I mean obviously he is but don’t you think he is attractive too? That doesn’t mean I will cheat on you with him.” you stated. Jin had said before how handsome Mark was which wasn’t so weird for him to tell you because Jin was bisexual. Jin just looked back at you with an expression that you could not read and it was pissing you off so much. You rolled your eyes at him and said, “You know what Jin I’m just going to go now ok.” You grabbed your purse and phone and stormed out of the house getting into your car and driving off.

During the day with your mom you forgot about the stupid fight. You returned home at night and entered your house. Jin was in the bedroom laying in bed as if he hadn’t moved since you left, however you knew he did since he was wearing different pants. Seeing him reminded you of the fight and you became annoyed again. 

However, when he saw you he smiled widely. “I missed you baby.” he said sweetly as though the fight didn’t even happen. 

You bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling back. He looked so angelic on the bed in just some grey joggers that hung low on his hips leaving his toned abs and piece of his hip bones on display. His hair was slightly messy and he had his lip in between his teeth. “I’m going to shower.” you quickly muttered and disappeared into the bathroom shutting the door quickly so as not to give in to him.

You got into the shower and let the warm water flow over you, running your hands all over your body with your eyes closed. Your mind couldn’t help but drift back to Jin laying on the bed looking so perfect. You wanted him but you were supposed to be angry. Suddenly you heard the doorbell ring. You thought nothing of it, maybe Jin had just ordered take out. You let your mind drift back to his body. His toned sexy body that knew how to please you. You groped your boobs softly with one hand as the other went in between your legs. You rubbed your clit softly and moaned Jin’s name softly. 

You opened your eyes and realized how ridiculous you were being. Your sexy man was right in the bedroom. Why should you please yourself?  You could never please yourself the way he can. You turned off the shower and grabbed your towel wiping your body off and then wrapping the towel around yourself.

You made your way to the door and pushed it open. What you saw made your knees grow week. Your sexy boyfriend was on the bed in just his boxers with your equally as sexy best friend, Mark also in just boxers. They laid beside each other with their mouths attached as they kissed each other, their hands roaming the other’s body and they both sported erections. It was such a sexy sight seeing two beautiful men on your bed like that. You took a step forward but your knees gave out and you fell to the floor alerting them both of your arrival into the room.

They both sat up but didn’t seem shocked or anything by your presence. Jin got up off of the bed and came over to you helping you up to your feet. “What’s going on?” you asked as you squeezed your thighs together, your arousal was so great at that point.

Jin smirked, “I know I got you angry this morning sweety, so  I have a gift for you.” he said seductively. Your eyes flashed to Mark on the bed who was also smirking. His hard on so evident in his tight boxers. You had never seen Mark like this before but oh my god was he fucking sexy. 

Jin pulled you into him and pressed his lips to yours in a brief but heated kiss. He nipped your bottom lip before pulling away leaving you breathless. “Go play with your gift a little.” he whispered and you couldn’t help but moan in response. 

You looked at Mark again as Jin swiftly rid you of your  towel. Mark bit his lip as he looked at you and shifted in his boxers, he was obviously pleased with what he saw. You slowly walked over to him as he sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes stayed trained on you the whole time like a dog on a bone. 

You straddled him immediately and put your face very close to his, as you took his hands in yours and placed them on your bum. He squeezed instantly and you whimpered. You leaned in to him and pressed your lips to his hungrily. He kissed back with the exact same vigor as you connected your hands behind his head, deepening the lustful kiss.

He pushed his tongue into your mouth as he squeezed your bum again and you moaned into the kiss gripping a little of his hair at the nape of his neck and pulling it hard. His tongue played with yours making the kiss even more sexy and creating moisture in between your legs. 

You pushed down your naked crotch onto his boxer covered boner and both of you moaned this time. The friction felt amazing. The soft material of the boxers against your wet heat and his hard boner beneath that was absolutely heavenly. You moved against him again and he pulled away from the kiss and gazed at you through hooded eyes. He loved the feeling just as much as you did.

Before you could move against him again, you felt Jjin’s presence behind you. He bent down and pressed a kiss to your shoulder making you shudder as he let one of his hands crawl up to your boob and squeeze it hard. He placed a kiss by your ear next before whispering to you, “Suck him off.” You moaned at his order and nodded getting up off of Mark and kneeling in front of him. Jin then moved and sat beside Mark on the bed, both of their eyes were on you.

You reached forward and pulled Mark’s boxer’s off painfully slow. His huge cock sprang up as you got rid of the boxers. His cock was beautifully pink with one prominent vein running through it. It almost made your mouth water for it. You took it in your hand and brought the tip to your lips licking a soft, teasing lick on it.

“Fuck.” you whispered. Mark barely swore, so to hear him swear in this context made you clench around nothing. You took the head in your mouth and sucked harshly as he breathed hard above you. You continued to suck on him taking more and more of him into your mouth until you gagged around him making him moan out in absolute pleasure. The noises he was making were so sexy.

You swirled your tongue around what was in your mouth and he gasped when you began to bob your head on him. “Holy shit!” he groaned looking down at you. However your eyes were closed savoring his taste. 

Suddenly you heard strange noises from above you so you opened your eyes and looked up. The sight made you moan around Mark’s cock. Jin had pulled Mark in by his hair and was now kissing him sloppily and sexily. Their lips moved fluidly against each other, it was so sexy. When you saw Mark’s tongue go into Jin’s mouth you moaned again around Mark’s cock.

Mark reached over with one hand and began to palm Jin through his boxers and Jin moaned into the heated kiss. You couldn’t help but to reach in between your legs. You felt how very wet you were as you began to rub your clit furiously causing you to bob on Jin even better than before. Your fingers on your clit was making you feel good but not good enough but you kept doing it getting some relief.

You began to bob your head even faster making him pull away from Jin and moan loudly. Jin looked down at you and bit his lip lustily. “Stop.” he mumbled and you knew he was talking to you. You pulled away from Mark and looked up at Jin with big innocent eyes.

He chuckled, “Don’t look at me like that love, you were just sucking off your best friend.” he said and you smiled. He pulled you up and swiftly switched positions with you. You were now on the bed, sitting whilst he knelt on the floor. “You did a great job on Mark didn’t she?” he said turning his attention to your best friend.

“Yes she did.” Mark responded as he looked at you, his eyes looking over your naked form.

“That’s why I’m going to reward you baby.” he whispered and you shuddered as his breath hit your inner thigh very close to your heated core. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to your inner thigh making you squirm slightly. Mark leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder making goosebumps appear on your hot skin.

He pushed you back on the bed so that your back was against the mattress now and you couldn’t see what Jin was doing. Mark pressed his lips to yours as you felt Jin press his lips against your lower lips. You gasped into the kiss allowing Mark to slip his tongue into your mouth and wrestle yours. You reached up and gripped the back of his head deepening the kiss.

Jin began to slowly and teasingly lick up your core making you squirm slightly. However, he used his strong hands to push your hips back onto the bed and keep you grounded there. You pouted into the kiss and Mark bit your bottom lip before pulling away. He looked from your face to your neck and then to your boobs. “You’re gorgeous.” he praised as he pecked you lips again before he went down to your perky boobs. 

He pressed a kiss to one of your nipples at the same time as Jin sucked on your clit and your body jolted from the pleasure making both boys chuckle. Jin continued to suck on your clit as Mark began swirling his tongue around your nipple. “Shit you moaned arching your back slightly and giving Mark even better access to the nipple he was working on.

Having both you sexy boyfriend and your sexy best friend please you was almost too sexy. It was like a dream come through. You clawed the sheets at the sides of your body gripping a bunch of cloth in each hand and squeezing tightly almost screaming when Jin grazed his teeth against your bud.

He then began to circle your clit as Mark began to suck on your other nipple. “Oh god it feels so good.” you moaned as you closed your eyes and just enjoyed all of the pleasure that you were receiving. You could already feel your first orgasm start to build and it was building very very quickly.

“Guys.” you whimpered and Jin picked up immediately, since he always knew when you were close. He began to suck harshly on your clit sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout your body. Mark just continued to assault your nipple.

“Oh fuck!” you screamed as you gripped the sheets harder, curled your toes and came hard. Mark pulled away admiring your orgasm face as Jin continued to lick your juices. Your body shuddered. He eventually pulled away and stood up. 

“You taste amazing as usual.” he said and you smiled at him. “Want a taste Mark?” he asked seductively. Mark nodded eagerly as he stood up also. Jin pulled him in and they tongued each other sexily again making you moan.

When they pulled apart Mark said “She tastes delicious, I need some more.” and before you knew it, he was where Jin was previously, between your legs and his mouth was on your core greedily licking your over sensitive pussy.

“Mark!” you screamed from how sensitive you were and also because he was giving you even more pleasure. He was moving his tongue quickly against you, ravishing your pussy, trying to draw out another orgasm from you.

He took it up a notch as he pushed two fingers into your wet core easily and began to finger you quickly. “Yes Mark!” you moaned your sensitivity creeping away as you felt more and more pleasure from his fingers and expert tongue. His tongue was sloppily licking you and it felt amazing. You looked up and saw Jin biting his lip and looking at what Mark was doing, his boner looked almost painful.

You motioned for him to sit on the bed beside you as you sat up. He smirked and did as you asked. You pulled him in for a heated, passionate kiss as your hands wandered his toned body. One of your hands grabbed his hard cock and began to pump it slowly, teasingly and he groaned against your lips.

Mark’s tongue was moving faster against your core and his fingers were pushing deeper and deeper into you. You could feel that orgasm approaching hard and fast already. You squeezed Jin’s cock hard and pumped it faster and faster as your orgasm came closer and closer to a release.

You bit Jin’s bottom lip before sucking it into your mouth making him moan into the kiss and thrust up slightly in your small hand. Mark suddenly arched his fingers up inside of you and it hit your g spot. “Holy shit!” You screamed pulling away from the kiss and closing your eyes. You were still pumping Jin, as fast as you could now.

Mark continued to hit your special spot spiraling you into a huge orgasm where you screamed loudly. He continued to please you throughout your heavenly orgasm. You collapsed back onto the bed breathing hard from that second orgasm. You felt exhausted. You closed your eyes and felt the bed shift beside you. When you opened your eyes again both guys were standing in front of you looking at your naked, exhausted body in lust.

“You don’t think you’re getting to sleep without me fucking you now do you?” Jin asked with a smirk on his lips.

“But…” you began but he swiftly interrupted you.

“No buts princess, on your hands and knees like I like it.” he said. You bit your lip and looked him up and down, looking sexy as ever and any thoughts of your exhaustion left you as you became aroused yet again. You crawled fully on the bed and got on your hands and knees positioning yourself at the center of the bed, head facing the headboard.

Jin moved from his spot and got onto the bed behind you. You felt his hands on your ass squeezing it gently before one hand came down and spanked your right cheek. You moaned and he chuckled as he hit you again. You suddenly saw Mark coming towards your top half. He knelt in front of your face, his cock right by your mouth. You moaned and looked up at him. 

“Suck it.” he said. You didn’t need telling twice. You leaned a little forwards and took his cock into your mouth for a second time that night. Mark groaned and gripped your hair slightly as you began to bob on his dick.

“Yes keep doing that baby.” Jin said from behind you as you continued to suck off Mark vigorously. Suddenly without any warning at all, Jin gripped your hips tightly and slammed his massive cock into your pussy. You moaned around Mark causing him extra pleasure as he gasped and threw his head back.

Jin gave you not a second to adjust as he began mercilessly pounding into you deep and fast. Jin really knew how to please you from countless nights of sex with you. Jin was gripping your hips so tightly that you knew there would be marks there in the morning which Jin would love to kiss over which would only lead to another heated session.

Jin wasn’t relenting with his thrusts and you weren’t relenting with sucking Mark’s cock. You were determined to make him cum. You wanted him to cum in your mouth for you to swallow it like a good girl. You glanced up at Mark. He looked so hot with his eyes closed, head back and mouth slightly opened, it made you even more determined to give him release.

“Fuck baby girl you’re so sexy.” Jin groaned from behind you spanking your ass again. The mixture of the intense pleasure he was causing you and the slight pain from the spank made you clench hard around his cock. “Shit.” he moaned as he thrusted even deeper into you now.

Mark grabbed your hair roughly and began to thrust his cock into your mouth, completely fucking your mouth now and you loved it. He pushed a little too deep and you gagged around it making him curse under his breath. Your eyes were a little watery from the gagging but you didn’t care, you were enjoying yourself.

Jjin spanked you again and you moaned around Mark’s cock making him tug harshly on your hair. Jin thrusted extremely hard at a different angle and hit directly on your g spot. You tried to scream but couldn’t since Mark was fucking your mouth so instead you gagged around him again and he groaned your name, he was very very close.

A few more thrusts into your mouth and he came, shooting his salty cum down your throat. You swallowed it all. He pulled his cock out of your mouth and smiled down at you “Good girl.” he praised making you smile. 

Jin however at this point pulled out of you and flipped you over so quickly, the next thing you knew was Jin had thrusted back inside of you at the perfect angle to continue hitting that spot inside of you and you were screaming his name as you clawed down his back. Mark had collapsed beside you both and was just looking on lazily as you screamed in pleasure.

Jin was looking down at you with dark lust filled eyes as he absolutely pounded into you. His cock hitting your g spot was making you close to your third orgasm already. You felt like you couldn’t control yourself due to all the pleasure.

Jin’s intense expression and the way he was fucking you pushed you over the edge. “Yes Jin Yes!” you screamed arching your back and closing your eyes as you came clenching around him hard.

 “Shit Y/N” he groaned into your neck as he came as well inside of you. He continued thrusting into you, riding out your high before he pulled out and collapsed beside you. At that moment all your exhaustion came back to you and you felt like you couldn’t move. Mark was already sleeping beside you whilst Jin panted on your other side.

You turned to look at him and smiled. He smiled back and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Did you like your gift?” he asked. 

“Fuck yes.” you replied.

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Originally posted by markjin

It’s Mark “screaming into a cup he found on the street” Iplier. I don’t really have any explanation other than he said he does this in his Try Not To Laugh Challenge #5 video. I was bored, alright?

I also feel it accurately sums up the @markiplier fandom’s feelings right now, due to a certain edge lord and supposedly approaching Senior Reporter. It seems the chaos will never end

SMUT WARNING!!! A Nature Walk with Markiplier…

“I never want this date to end, Y/N.” Mark says sincerely, meeting my E/C eyes with his. “Today has been great.”

I smile at him, “I agree.”

This was my third date with Mark, and I hoped that there would be many more. It was very challenging, however, not to hop in bed with him. The day we met I was pretty intoxicated and literally everything he said and did was getting me hot. I don’t think he knew that though. He was a cute little nervous wreck when he asked me to go to a movie with him.

We finished up our picnic and started walking down a path in the forest preserve.

“So…” He said, “You go on nature walks often?”

“Not really, I had no one to go with. But now I have you!” I nudged his shoulder and grinned at him. He chuckled and put his hands in his pockets.

The sunglasses on my head fell on the ground for whatever reason, so I decided to bend over and pick them up. Unfortunately, the wind picked up quite a bit whole I was doing so and blew up my F/C dress to reveal the fact that I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Oh…” Mark said, shocked with his hand over his mouth.

I was kind of frozen with embarrassment for a few seconds before I slowly straightened up and turned to face Mark. And the fact there was a sizeable bulge in his pants now was very distracting.

“What’s that?” I asked, blushing but trying my best to control myself.

He looked down and cupped his hands over his bulge, “I am so sorry!”

I couldn’t take it at this point. It was ready for me, and I was going to do what I promised myself I wouldn’t do until after a few more dates.

I bit my lower lip, walking over to him and moving his hands to expose the now even bigger bulge. I smiled and looked at his face, which was both shocked and intrigued.

“Don’t be,” I leaned over and whispered in his ear, then dropped down to my knees, not breaking eye contact with him. I slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his knees, along with his boxer briefs.

Mark looked around. “What if someone sees? We’re in the open and–”

“That’d make it more exciting.” I said. This wasn’t like me to do, but the situation by itself was making me so much more… adventurous.

He bit his lower lip as he looked down at me. His long member was not even an inch away from my face. I took it in my hand and started stroking near the bottom of the shaft and stuck the top half in my mouth. I circled my wet tongue around his head, causing him to groan out in pleasure and throw his head back. His hands fell and both went to the back of my head. He was now lightly thrusting himself into my mouth, the tip now hitting the back of my throat, stretching it out a bit.

I took his member out of my mouth and stood up, grabbing his wrist and leading him into the woods. My heart was pounding, this was such an adrenaline rush. And it was turning me on so much.

I leaned my back against a tree. When I looked down I noticed he had already kicked his pants off on the way to this spot. He immediately picked me up and leaned my back against the tree. My legs wrapped around him, causing his hardness to rub against my wet core.

I needed him inside of me.

“You sure you wanna do this?” He asked.

“Yes. Please fuck me.” I begged.

Without hesitation, he rammed his throbbing member into me, stretching me out. I moaned loudly, but it was muffled by his shoulder. I bit down a tad bit to stop myself from making too much noise, which excited him even more.

I could feel all of him inside of me and it felt so very good. I never wanted it to stop. He was thrusting so deeply into me.

I felt myself get really hot, moaned loudly, and released my wetness onto his cock. He groaned and smirked at me. “Cumming already? Someone’s sensitive.”

He pulled out and put me on the ground. My legs were shaking a bit still after cumming so hard. He twirled me around and bent me over against the tree. Quickly, I felt his face bury into my wet folds. I gasped and looked back, watching him eat me out.

“You taste so good, Y/N.” Mark practically growled. His lips then sucked on my clit and his tongue flicked against it.

“I’m gonna cum again!” I moaned loudly.

“Do it.” He demanded then continued working his magic.

I twitched slightly everywhere and felt my core get super wet and my body tense up.

He wiped off his face and rubbed the tip of his shaft up and down my core.

“Please fuck me, Mark!” I begged. I didn’t wanna wait another second to feel him stretch me out.

Without wasting a second, Mark thrusted deep into me and pulled my hair back. I could feel it so much deeper this way. And I loved it.

“You’re so tight.” Mark whispered in your ear then nibbled on it a little bit, sending chills through your body.

He continued thrusting into me, reaching his free hand around and violently rubbing my clit.

“Oh my God!” I moaned loudly, “I’m gonna cum again, Mark!”

“Good. Cum on my dick, baby girl.”

And I did so. Tightening my walls against him. And suddenly I felt his dick twitch inside of me and my core became extremely warm. He pulled out and I pushed out all his warm juices.

I stood up and turned around, panting slightly. He smiled and pulled me into a hug and kissed me on the forehead.

“That was great.” He said, smiling cheesily.

“Couldn’t agree more!” I breathed, looking up into his eyes.

“I am so glad you made the first move. I’ve been having trouble keeping my hands off of you since we met.”

“Believe me, same here. You still, like… respect me, right?”

He took your face in his hands, looked you in the eyes and said, “Of course.”

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Third Person POV:

Jack entered hell, early Monday morning… wait, I mean school…yeah that’s what I meant…

Anyways, Jack was walking into class, receiving strange looks from the new freshmen at the two lip rings he wore, his gauges, and, of course, his hair, the colour of freshly cut grass. He wasn’t bothered by the looks because, frankly, he couldn’t care less of what everyone else thought, he was happy, so who gives a shit? Despite Jack looking and acting like a badass, he’s kind of a goodie-goodie. He is a straight A student and he has never gotten a detention. He’s also a teacher’s pet, all teachers like him, and Jack is quite proud of both his reputations.

Stepping through the doorway, Jack arrived at his English classroom, smiling at his teacher, Ms. Suzie, before taking his seat, not too close to either the front or back of the room. He didn’t want to look like a bad kid in front of his favorite teacher, but he didn’t want to look like a kiss ass in front of his fellow students.

After taking out his books and two pencils, freshly sharpened, he waited for Ms. Suzie to start today’s lesson. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Mark walk in, well, shoved in by his friend Wade, both giggling loudly. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Jack watched Mark take a seat in the far back, walking past Jack’s desk, flashing a small smile to the boy before looking away. Confused, Jack just brushed it off. Who gives a shit if the most popular dipshit in school smiled at him, they were probably making fun of him.

*Time Skip To The End Of Class*

Nearing the end of class, Ms. Suzie announced a project out of nowhere, “You will be working in partners, but don’t worry, I saved you all the hassle of choosing!”

Groans could be heard all over the classroom as Jack’s hand bolted into the air.

“Yes Jack?” She asked.

“Can I work alone?”

“No, I’m sorry but this is a partner project, it’s good for all of you to get to know each other and bond over some good ol’ literature!”

Jack sighed as Ms. Suzie began to call out names.

“Felix and Cry, Dan and Phil…” Jack slightly zoned out, almost having a panic attack over the idea of who he might be forced to work with, until he heard his name and he began hyperventilating. “Annnndddd….Jack and Mark! Alright! Try and exchange information and set up a plan for your project in the last 5 minutes!”

Jack’s breath quickened as his anxiety kicked in. ‘Fuck fuck fuck! I have to work with that asshole?!’ Jack thought. A tan hand landing on his desk broke him from his thoughts, the hand, of course, belonging to Mark, a smirk plastered on the red haired boy’s face. His warm brown eyes met Jack’s, stunning baby blue ones.

“Meet me at my house after school, ok?” Mark instructed.

Jack nodded just as the bell rang, and Mark left the classroom.

*After School*

Jack walked to Mark’s house, knowing exactly where it was, frowning as to why. Mark and Jack were best friends in primary school, they were always hanging out, practically connected at the hip, but…something changed. In secondary school Mark started making more friends, and Jack became more and more of a loner. They just drifted apart, and Jack became depressed because of it, but he met someone, Felix, who became friends with him. Now he and Felix are really close, they smoke pot together and hang out all the time, talking about anything. Felix convinced Jack to get all the piercings he loves and just become the person he is today.

What Jack doesn’t know is, Mark was jealous of Felix. Mark absolutely despises the Swede, and he’s become more of a jerk to the both of them. He started picking on them and calling them names all the time. Thus Jack’s hatred for Mark was created. Honestly though, Jack could never hate Mark, he’s always had the smallest of crushes on Mark. Although, he’d never admit it, Jack would jump at the opportunity to  hang out with Mark again, just like they used to. Jack wants to play video games and goof around like the good ol’ days! Sure, he can do that with Felix, but it’s not the same.

Arriving at Mark’s house, backpack slung loosely over his left shoulder, Jack rang the doorbell, hesitantly. After a few loud thumps, possibly of someone running down the stairs, Mark answered the door. His hair was messy and he wore an oversized red football jersey and some jeans that, not that Jack was looking, emphasized his bulge, quite nicely. A slight blush appeared on Jack’s pale face while he looked the jock up and down, noticing how attractive he looked.

Smirking at the way Jack’s eyes scanned his body, Mark spoke, “My eyes are up here, Jack.”

The Irishman’s face turned bright red as he cleared his throat awkwardly, looking to the pale grey pavement, “S-sorry, let’s just work on the project, alright?”

Rolling his eyes playfully, Mark led Jack into his house, “Feel free to grab a drink or anything. I figured we could work up in my room..?”

“Whatever you want, Mark. Whatever gets me out of here faster.”

Mark frowned a bit, hurt by the statement before brushing it off and smiling again, “Don’t act like I’m such a nuisance, Jack, we used to be pals, remember?”

“Of course I remember those terrible times,” Jack joked, following Mark up the stairs.

“Whatever, you know you liked hanging out with me,” Mark stated, flopping down onto his bed, leaving enough space for Jack to sit beside him, which Jack did.

Jack pulled out his notes, flipping through, “Whatever, I guess they weren’t terrible memories.”

“You loved me, remember? We were best friends forever?”

“I guess forever doesn’t last very long..” Jack muttered, quiet enough so Mark could barely hear him.

“Remember when we kissed?” Mark asked, looking at the boy’s face turn pink.

“Don’t talk about that…”

“So you do remember, and I do too. I also recall you enjoying it.”

“I think you did too, Mark,” Jack said, trying to turn on him a bit, still flipping through his notebook, licking at his lip rings nervously.

“Maybe a little..” Mark said, noticing Jack’s nervous habit, biting his lip.

'Why does he have to be so cute?!’ Mark wondered.

“So shut up, we both liked it.”

After a moment of slightly awkward silence, Mark spoke up, “Didn’t we agree to do it again?”

Jack’s eyes widened, “Y-yeah..”

“But we never did..”

“No, we didn’t..”

“Perhaps we should then..? I’m a man of my word, Jack.”

Mark sat up, noticing the way Jack blushed, smiling at how adorable and nervous he was, “Would you want to do it again?”

“B-but we’re supposed to be working on the project…not kissing.”

“C'mon Jack, you know you want to..”

“Mark we’re supposed to be working..”

“Don’t be a pussy!”

“Fine!” Jack grabbed Mark’s face, kissing him deeply.

It took him a moment to realize what he just did, making him pull back when he did.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-”

Mark quieted the Irishman by connecting their lips once again, the cold metal from Jack’s piercings touching his lips, making him smirk. Mark always thought Jack’s piercings made him way hotter.

Jack kissed back, making the Half-Korean boy smirk, moving his lips faster while resting his hand on Jack’s thigh, rubbing slightly on his black skinny jeans. The small boy was the first to break the kiss.

“Mark we can’t, we have to work on the project..”

“I don’t care about the project, I want you.”

Jack blushed as Mark slowly pushed him back on the bed, kissing him roughly. Slowly, Mark inched his hand up the Irishman’s shirt, making Jack shiver from his touch. Mark’s lips moved to Jack’s neck as he began sucking and nibbling on his pale flesh, gently. A small moan escaped the small boy’s lips, making him cover his mouth quickly.

“Don’t be shy, you sound pretty when you moan,” Mark complimented, pecking the small boy on the lips before sucking on his jawline.

“M-Mark…” Jack whimpered.

“I swear to god if you say one more thing about the project-”

“N-no I want you to do something for me..”

“Oh, of course, what is it?”

“I want you to fuck me..” Jack said, softly, blushing and looking away.

Mark grinned, “Gladly.”

Mark pulled off his shirt revealing his honey coloured abs. Jack blushed and looked him over. Grinning, Mark kissed Jack, licking at the piercings on his bottom lip, asking for entrance. Easily enough, Jack granted the red haired boy access to his mouth, feeling his tongue travel his mouth. Deciding he wanted to stop taking his sweet ass time, Mark began to palm Jack through his jeans. Moans and whimpers filled the room, thank god Mark’s mom isn’t coming home for a few hours.

“Fuck, Mark~”

Grinning, Mark pulled away, “Take off your clothes.”

Jack blushed and stood up, noticing Mark watching him, waiting intently. Slowly, Jack pulled off his shirt, dropping it to the floor. Next came his jeans, which he inched down his waist very slowly. Mark enjoyed the show but noticed Jack was still in his boxers.

“Well..?” Mark questioned, in a slightly impatient manner. “Aren’t you going to finish? I told you to undress.”

“A-all the way?” Jack’s eyes widened as Mark nodded.

Shyly, Jack slid off his boxers, in an extremely slow manner. Soon enough, Jack’s boxers hit the floor and his half-hard cock was released, making Mark’s dick twitch in his jeans.

“Good boy, looks like you can follow orders.”

The praise made Jack harder than he was, but why? He loves praise.

“You like when I tell you you’re a 'good boy’? Someone’s got a praise kink, huh?” Mark grinned. “Lay down on you back.”

Jack did as he was told, watching Mark stand up and unzip his pants, pulling them off. Feeling even more turned on, Jack began to slowly jerk himself off. Mark pulled off his boxers, his cock springing free. Then, Mark noticed Jack pleasuring himself.

“Did I tell you you could touch yourself?” Mark’s dominant voice made him pull his hands back from his cock, nervously, shaking his head. “Good boy, don’t ever touch yourself without permission, or daddy will have to punish you, baby boy.”

Mark’s warning made Jack bite his lip, while Mark referring to himself as 'daddy’ made him hornier. Jack also enjoyed the nickname, 'baby boy’ was both cute and very hot.

Their lips rejoined, Mark beginning to palm Jack once again.

“F-Fuck, Mark~”

“Ah ah ah,” Mark corrected. “Be a good baby boy and call me 'daddy’”

“Yes daddy,” Jack whimpered. “I’m a good boy, see?”

“Yes you are, you’re such a good boy, Jack.” Mark stated, starting to jerk Jack off while nibbling on the smaller boy’s collar bone.

“Daddy, please~” Jack moaned.

“Mm, please what, baby boy?”

“Fuck me.”

“Only if you beg for me.”

“B-but, daddy,” Jack whined, feeling Mark release his cock.

“Beg, slut.”

“Fuck, please daddy, fuck me! I want your huge cock inside me! Please, I’ve been a good boy for you, daddy! Please fuck me!”

Mark grinned, flipping the Irishman onto his stomach, taking in the view of his perfect little bum, “Do you want daddy to stretch you?”

Thinking for a moment, Jack shook his head. He knew he enjoyed the pain he received while being fucked before being stretched. Sure, he had only fucked a few times, his first time with Felix, but he knew what he liked.

“Are you sure? It’s going to hurt a little..”

“Please just do it daddy, I can’t wait much longer, I need your thick cock inside my tight hole, please!”

Well, Mark couldn’t deny Jack what he wanted. He wanted to please the small punk boy the best he could. Unsure of the next time he’d be able to fuck the boy, Mark decided he’d better make the most of this opportunity. Spreading the boy’s legs a bit, Mark aligned his cock with the his hole, preparing to thrust into him.

Giving a small warning, Mark pushed inside Jack, quickly. Whimpers and winces escaped the Irishman’s lips. Mark gave him almost no time to get used to his size before he began thrusting in and out of Jack, quickly. Jack was overwhelmed by pain, so much pain that it began to seem pleasurable. Soon enough, the punk boy began to moan as the jock thruster faster.

“Daddy! Fuck, faster, harder, please~!”

Doing as requested, the red haired male began to thrust harder and faster. Jack felt he was reaching his high, attempting to warn Mark in between moans.

“Daddy, I’m g-gonna….I’m c-close~”

“Me too baby boy,” Mark said, aiming his cock in different directions, trying to hit that one spot that would make Jack scream for him.

Then, he hit it. Jack came as if on command.

“F-Fuck, DADDY~!”

Hearing Jack scream for him made Mark cum almost instantly. A warm sensation filled Jack’s rear before he felt Mark pull out of him. Both of them were panting and laying on their backs on Mark’s bed, smiling like idiots.

“H-how was that?” Mark breathed out.

“Amazing.”

“Good, then we’ll have to do t again sometime.”

“Definitely.”

“I am a man of my word, I hope you are, too.”

“Of course, I would jump at an opportunity to do this again.”

Needy Boys pt.1 (MarkJin)

Requested: Nope. I am 100% responsible for this trash. And it was an accident. This was meant to be a cute fluffy scene but ooops my hand slipped and now we have 2k+ words of smut. #SorryNotSorry.

Genre: Smut. Pure smut.

Pairing: Mark Tuan x Park Jinyoung

Word Count:  2,552

a.n: I have a few more parts planned but have zero idea when they will actually get done.-Gabby

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kissme-hs  asked:

Omg we need Harry eating missus out!!! Please do it ! Dirty we need dirty!!!

ANONYMOUS: Could you do one where you/the missus is ready to let Harry to eat her out and maybe it’s the last day of their holiday in Greece or something? :) xx

ANONYMOUS: wow em!!! litearlly contacting you from my grave!!! that oneshot killed me. could you maybe write one about harry taking the missus virginity? <3

I’m honestly so glad that you all enjoyed the handjob story - it was my favourite to write and I want to give Harry some pleasure in the pool. God damn it. ;)

I’ve been so excited to write this one though. Oh my god. Like, he’d be so sweet and caring because she’s never considered doing this and she’s willing to let Harry break her cunnilingus virginity. :) x

Okay, this had me extremely nervous because I included ice-play and I’m so uneducated on the whole thing but I want to make it as best as I could. I am actually really proud with how this turned out, and, I’m loving New!Emily right now so any smut ideas are welcome in my ask box.

After 5.5k words, here is the final product. xx

+ Feedback is always appreciated.

“You know how we have really great sex?” Harry wondered, his voice trailing from the bathroom, the door wide open and letting the bright light filter into the bedroom, a rectangle of light shadowing the floor. “And, by really great sex, I mean proper amazing really great sex.”

“Where are you going with this, Harry?”

“I was doing some research the other day,” he claimed, the sound of his toothbrush hitting the ceramic toothbrush holder being heard with a soft clink and the water running from the faucet coming to a half, “and, I wanted to maybe spice up what we do in bed and I googled best ways to please a girl-”

“Harry, if you’re going to oral sex, we’re not doing it,” you warned, a hint of sternness lacing your words, “and I’m serious with that. I don’t mind performing oral on you but I’m not having you go anywhere near my downstairs area,” you mumbled, a make-up wipe in your hand as you rid your face of the light amount of foundation covering your facial flaws. “I’m serious.”

“Just, hear me out a minute,” a boxer-clad Harry grinned, appearing in the doorway with a white towel in his hands, wiping the water droplets trickling down his skin, “I spoke to James as well, because, he’s been married the longest and he’s been in a relationship the longest out of any of us, and I asked him what he did to keep their sex life modern and spicy and great a-”

“You can’t go and ask people what they do in the bedroom. That’s private, you knob,” you gasped, looking at him through the mirror of the master bedroom, a smirk toying on his lips. “Stop smirking. You can’t go around and ask married couples what they do when they have sex. That’s so weird, Harry.”

“He was willing to tell me though, love. And he kept no details short,” Harry chuckled, his shoulders moving with each laugh rolling off of his tongue, and his eyes crinkling at the corners, “but he basically confirmed what I had researched. He’s taken part in what I googled and he says that his missus absolutely loves it and he recommended that we try it one night.” 

“I’d like to know what it is you researched before I agree to anything,” you stated, throwing the foundation-spotted wipe into the bin beside the wardrobe.

“I’d rather show you what it entails and then see whether you can piece together what it is,” he smirked, his finger and his thumb pinching at his bottom lip as he stood there with his eyes focused on you. “I have it all in the kitchen, so, I can go and get it.”

“Woah, what makes you think I was going to agree to this?”

“What?”

“You’ve brought it all already. What makes you think I would have agreed?” You wondered, spinning on your heels and cocking an eyebrow in his direction. He gave you a smile, his cheeks lifting and his dimples popping as he looked down to his bare feet, his toes curling into the carpet. “Harold Edward Styles, what are you hiding from me?”

“Nothin’, I promise,” he grinned, taking steps across the cream carpet of the LA bedroom, “I’ll go and get it and then I’ll come back and show you. It’s a necessity to have this in the house anyway, so, I already have it in the freezer.”

“Freezer? Harry, what ar-”

“Just sit on the bed and wait patiently for me, okay?” Harry smiled, cupping your elbows in his hands, his thumbs rubbing your forearms. “I promise, it’s nothin’ scary and we’ll only do it if you want too.” 

“Oh, we’re going to be doing it tonight, huh?” You smirked, poking at the middle of his chest, your pointer finger coming into contact with his skin. “Who says I want to have sex with you tonight?”

“Because, we spent all day on a plane yesterday coming back from Greece, and, then we saw James and his missus yesterday evening when we arrived, and, we didn’t have time to have sex and break in the new bed in this new house last night because we were too tired,” he whined, rolling his head back on the joint and looking up to the ceiling. “And, you got all touchy today when we went to Café Habana and I, honest to God, thought you were going to pull my cock out and give me another handjob in public.”

“Oh, shut up. You wanted that handjob in the pool,” you grumbled and dropped your forehead to his chest, “do not lie. You wanted it and I gave it to you and now we stop talking about it because I cannot believe you spunked in that luxury pool.”

“They drained the water after we left for dinner anyway. Almost like they knew what we did,” he grinned as you scoffed loudly and gave his arm a swat. The skin on skin contact sounding around the quiet room. “Please. Can we see if you want to do this thing and if you don’t, then we can have normal sex and we can be as loud as we want because there are no neighbours around.”

“You’re the loudest one out of the two of us,” you stated truthfully, a grin on your lips as you looked up to him. “I quite remember Mrs Davison knocking on our front door around Christmas time. You know when we did it in front of the fire? She thought we were in some horror movie because you were yelling out so loudly. She was so scared,” you giggled, a breath leaving his nose as he snickered softly. “She thought you were being murdered.”

“Hmm. But, you’re quite loud yourself. Remember when we were on tour and you came to visit? You immediately jumped on me, wrapped your legs around my waist and magically and majestically pushed my pyjama trousers down with your ankles. And, Paul was our tour manager at the time, and he knocked on the door and begged for us to be quiet because he was so tired,” Harry smirked, his lips brushing against your forehead. “Safe to say that we’re both a bit too loud when we orgasm.” 

“We make quite the pair,” you grinned, squeezing at the chub of his hips, the band of his blue boxers creating marks on his skin. “You wan’a go and get this thing from the kitchen then? I’m getting curious,” you hummed, snaking your hands around his waist and dipping your hands into his boxers, your palms resting on the apple curves of his bum.

“Hmm. Jus’ want to take you against this wardrobe right now,” he growled, his head ducking down to your neck, his ears blocking out the protests coming from your mouth and drowning into his shoulder. “You squeezin’ my arse really gets my motor running, and I can feel myself getting hard already. Reminds me of when you gave me anal.”

“Oh, stop. Please, Harry, I’m just holding this masterpiece in my hands,” you smirked against his skin as his breath fanned across your skin. “Please, go and get this thing from the kitchen. I want to know what you’ve been looking up behind my back. And talking to James about.” 

“Alright. Just, sit patiently on the bed and wait, yeah? I’ll be back in a second,” he grinned, pressing his lips to your forehead and sliding his hands back from around you. “If you don’t want to do this, just say, and we’ll have normal sex.”

“Alright. Just go before it gets too late again,” you teased, kicking at his bum as he spun on his heels. 

A soft hey leaving Harry’s mouth as he pulled open the bedroom door and stepped out into the hallway of the upper level of the new house, a glass wall window giving him an insight to what the night life of Los Angeles looked like at 9 in the evening, bright lights shining from buildings, windows lit by electricity and headlights from cars moving slowly down the roads. He gripped at the oak bannister, his feet padding down the stairs and stepping foot into the hallway, shivers eliciting up his spine as the atmosphere changed from warm to cold in a matter of seconds.

He walked into the kitchen, the lights bright and stinging his eyes – he’d only adjusted to the lamp-lit bedroom and the dimly lit bathroom that evening – causing his eyelids to squint and his knuckles to rub at the sensation. The white tiles of his kitchen lead him towards the fridge, two compartments already filled with food that had been brought before the dinner at Café Habana, a much-needed dinner after a day of furniture shopping and food shopping to fill up his new LA pad; a home that you loved from the moment he’d sent you photos after a viewing he’d had, the views from each room attracting you and the idea of staying in such a luscious home with Harry had you yearning for it to happen. 

His hand pulled at the handle of the freezer, pulling the door open and causing his legs to flush cold from the temperature inside, the tray of ice at the top of the shelves being pulled out with his fingers. He picked up the ice cubes from the tray, sticking a cube in his mouth as he reached for the glass he had used to drink water from before bed. Dropping the cubes into the glass, he’d bumped the tray closed with his hip and pushed the door shut, cutting the cold temperature from freezing his legs more. 

He wasted no time in flicking the light off and cutting the electricity in the kitchen, his legs taking his back towards the stairs and up them, skipping one with each step, the ice jingling and tinkling and melting in the glass held tightly in his hand. Ice that was going to be used on your heated body, increasing your nerves and getting you squirming beneath his touch from the sudden change of temperature being applied to your skin. Ice that was going to be used to swirl around your nipples, bringing the buds out and showing clearly that you were feeling just as aroused as he had hoped. Ice that he had hoped would be used when nearing your slit, cold and tingly against your nerves as you edged further to an orgasm. 

Kicking the door open with his ankle, he hid the glass behind his back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, removing the cold water dribbling from the corner of his mouth due to the cube in his mouth melting against his warm tongue.

You were sat on the edge of the bed, toying with your fingers with your head dipped down to your chest as you looked to your feet, your ankles crossed and your toes wiggling as you tried to occupy your attention.

Harry swallowed the water from the cube, his lips numb and his tongue cold against the roof of his mouth; he’d researched that as soon as the counter female had felt the cold lips against her warm skin, she’d feel a longing in her belly for something to relieve her from the knot getting bigger and bigger with anticipation.

“M’back,” Harry cooed, sitting on the edge of the bed beside you and immediately connecting his lips to your neck, bringing the glass from behind his back and holding it in his hand. A groan left your lips as you rolled your head to the side to give him better access, your eyes closed in pleasure as he ran his cold and wet tongue up your skin, flicking your ear lobe with a smirk. “Guess what it is?”

“I have a feeling it’s ice,” you hummed, opening one eye. “You want to do ice-play?”

“Do you want to have a go?” Harry wondered, ready for any answer you’d give to him.

If you said yes, he’d rip his t-shirt from your body in an instant, holding a cube in his fingers and shivering as the water sent cold feelings through his veins, swirling and rubbing the cold and melting object around your budding nipples.

However, if you said no, he’d still rip his t-shirt from your body in an instant, but rather than a cube in his fingers, he’d swirl his tonight around your budding nipples as he dipped his free hand into your knickers.

“I guess we could give it a go,” you whispered, reaching into the glass and pulling an ice-cube from the inside, sliding it into your mouth and instantly biting the hard object, a smirk forming on your lips. “Kiss me.”

And with that one simple statement, the activity of ice-play had begun.

His lips found yours, cold lips meeting cold lips, in a rough and passionate kiss. Tongues wasting no time in battling around the split and fragmented cube, half being pushed into his mouth and half staying behind in your mouth. His unoccupied hand came from his side, cupping the back of your head in his palms as he deepened the kiss taking place, his tongue pushing back the piece of ice-cube he’d had in his mouth, a grunt leaving his nose as he pulled away. A dribble of drool and water stringing between both pairs of lips, a smirk forming on his mouth. 

“That was quite possibly the hottest thing we’ve ever done,” Harry whispered, “and I mean figuratively, not literally, because ice-cubes are freezing.”

“Figured we’d see if ice really does increase pleasure,” you mumbled, your fingers toying with the t-shirt on your body, a want to slide it off and become exposed to the bedroom air. “Y’know, you’re lucky we’re so high up the hill so we’re not going to be seen through that big glass wall over there,” you murmured.

“It makes mornings so much more romantic. Who needs a balcony when we have a window wall that shows the sunset from our bed?” Harry grinned, looking over his shoulder at the window, a similar view from before coming into sight. “S’a stunning view though, isn’t it?”

When he didn’t receive an answer in response to his question, he turned back to you and smiled when you pressed your lips to his plump and pink and swollen and cold flesh.

“D’you think you could give me oral?”

“You want me to eat you out, hm? Have you changed your mind, baby?” Harry cooed, cupping your chin with his free hand, his thumb running over your numbingly cold lips. Your eyes weakened and you felt yourself looking down with a blush painting your cheeks with a soft pink, however, with his strong hand cupping your jaw, he tilted your head up. “Are you sure y’want me to be the one to do it for the first time in your life? You have never done this before and I don’t want to pressure you into it,” he reasoned, holding the glass of ice between his knees and using his kneecaps as vices around the circular glass, his hand cupping up to cup your face. His thumbs running over the apple curves of your cheeks, his green eyes looked onto your own nervous orbs.

“I want this,” you gulped visibly, “I want you to uhm, yeah. I want you eat me out,” you murmured, your words trailing off towards the end of the sentence.

A smile perked his lips up, his dimples popping on his cheeks as he nudged his nose against yours, his lips puckered as he pressed a kiss to your upper lip, suckling softly on the flesh before pulling away. Leaving you stunned, breathless and wanting more than just a kiss from him.

“Lay back f’ me then, love. M’just going to wait patiently and watch as you strip f’ me,” he smirked, dropping his hands to your thighs and patting your flesh softly, as an indication for you to stand up and rid yourself of the material covering the places he needed to get to in order for him to carry out and fulfill your command.

You stood to your feet, your body hunching over with an almost closed vibe emitting, your shaking fingers hooking into the band of your pink and slightly laced knickers, pushing them down your legs and letting them pool at your ankles. You weren’t sure why you were so nervous – why were you so nervous?

Harry had seen you naked numerous times before when it came to the act of making love or having a quickie, and he’d seen you without clothes on when it came to having non-intimate showers and baths together in the evenings after a busy day that required strength, stamina and a lot of attention to be given.

He’d peeled your clothes off many times before, throwing your knickers over his shoulder and unbuttoning the buttons of your shirt or sliding a t-shirt wistfully over your head in a quick manner.

He’d unhooked your bra when you were too tired to reach around and unhook it yourself, hanging the strap from a finger and dropping it to the floor with the rest of your – and his – clothing. 

At any other time when Harry would see you naked, you would have had no worries or panics about standing naked in front of him, but, knowing he was about to do something that you thought nothing of and had no interest in having performed upon you had you shaking like jelly at the knees; like a cartoon character in the cold, knees knocking together without a care about how painful it was.

“Gon’a have to get rid o’ this t-shirt soon, love,” Harry whispered, his hands resting upon your hips. “Desperate to get my lips on you.” 

A soft whimper left your mouth as he hitched the material up with his wrists, your fingers taking over as you pulled it over your head and revealed your bra-less chest – you could never sleep in a bra, and, Harry had found the thought cheeky. It gave him better access in the mornings, when you were both in a sleepy daze and you weren’t quite fully awake. Your back pressed to his chest, ankles entwined and toes tickling at one another’s calves, his arms snaked around your waist and his hands rested upon your breasts, your nipples at the centre of his hands as he contracted his fingers and retracted them softly, kneading with the heels of his hands into the flesh he loved to show his extra affection towards.

“Y’look so gorgeous. Fuck. And you’re all mine and I feel so selfish,” he gawked, his eyes focusing upon your naked body standing beside him, “and I’m going to devour your sweet taste so much.”

A tingle made its way to the base of your gut.

“Y’want me to devour you, hm? Get my tongue right in there, yeah? Suck on your skin and leave hickies on your thighs?” Harry cooed sweetly, his words settling in your ears and warming your chest. “Y’want t’ lay down for me, yeah? Before these cubes melt.” 

He turned his attention to the glass still in a tight vice between his knees, glistening as water settled upon the surface of the cubes, a pool of water at the bottom of the glass. The wetter they were, meant the better and colder they were, and the colder they were meant more pleasure would be given off and he would hope that your arousal would increase. 

You gave him a soft nod – your words seemingly stuck at the back of your tongue – and crawled upon the large bed, the duvet soft beneath your touch; like a cloud. Your head settled upon the pillow on the half of the bed you had occupied, your knees bent and your feet pressed to the duvet of the made bed. A bed Harry made that morning so it was ready for the both of you to crawl into when sleep hit you like a brick, when the both of you were forming incoherent sentences and yawns would be heard more frequently. A soft gulp came from you as Harry stood to his feet, sticking his fingers into the glass and pulling a cube from inside, looking at your heavily-breathing figure and smiling to himself. 

He reached across you and set the glass down on the bedside table, in an easily accessible distance in case he’d run out of ice-cube and needed a new one to keep your arousal going and peaking and having you on the verge of releasing.

“Y’ready?” He questioned, kneeling upon the bed and shuffling between your bent knees, an eyebrow cocked as you bit at your bottom lip and gave him a soft nod. “You’re sure, yeah?”

“Of course. Just, a little nervous. S’not exactly a perfect look down there. I haven’t shaved in weeks and it looks all untrimmed and messy and it’s even the slightest bit attractive,” you sighed, tensing your thighs and cutting the view off from his hungry eyes, “and, you always look so proper and prim down there and I just feel so unattractive compared to you,” you sighed.

“Don’t be silly, you donut. I like to think you look very attractive and very perfect,” Harry smiled, “I don’t want someone with nothing there. Because then I feel like I have to shave and I hate shaving down there because I cut myself once and it scarred me for life, literally. If I trim it to the correct amount, you’ll see a scar,” he blushed. “Just, don’t worry, okay? It’s goin’ t’ feel so good and you’ll be begging for more when we have sex.”

“Gettin’ a bit ahead of y’self there, Harry,” you warned, your words coming short as you felt a droplet of water drop onto your belly button and come into contact with your warm skin, the liquid trickling down your hip. “Oh my god,” you whispered, breathlessly.

“S’good, right?” Harry questioned, dropping his hand closer to your skin and running the ice along your skin, going towards the valley of your breasts and circling them with a trail of ice-cold water. “Look at you, hm? Look a’ these nipples. Budding and prepared and so very aroused,” he pointed out evidently. 

He trailed the cube around your areola, nearing your left nipple. 

“S- Oh my god, that feels so good, Harry,” you grunted, your fingers curling into the sheets and tugging as he carried the same activity out on your adjacent breast, your eyes squeezed shut as you felt the cube send tingles and jolts through your muscles. “Harry, fuck. Must try this on you some other time, yeah? I think you’d like this a lot.” 

“M’willing to try that, o’course,” Harry grinned, his hand trailing the cube back down the valley of your breasts, past your belly button as to the top of your pubic bone, your hips beginning to squirm under the feeling. “You like that, hm? M’goin’ to have to get another one in a minute. S’runnin’ a bit low.”

“Uh-huh. Jus’ keep doin’ that okay, Harry? Feels so very good,” you whispered. “When you, you know-” 

“When I eat you out?”

You gave him a nod.

“Will you use your fingers?” You asked wearily, your eyes closing and your voice shakily and crackling, the feeling of arousal intensifying as he neared closer to your clit – your throbbing, aching, and needing-to-be touched clit. “Please. Love your fingers in me. Feels so good n’you always get me to an orgasm.”

“I can use my fingers, of course, love,” he agreed, bringing his wet fingertips to his boxers and wiping them on the material. 

With the loss of touch, you cracked an eye open when the feeling of his body shuffling was felt. His arm was reaching across you, his fingers dipped back into the glass and instead of him setting the cube upon your body, he slipped the cube into his mouth and smirked at you. Confusion went through you as he began to swirl his enclosed tongue around the watered cube and swallowed the water dribbling down from the corners. He smirked as best as he could with the ice-cube in his mouth, and you watched as he rolled onto his front and wedged himself between your legs, prying your thighs open with his hands, his arms snaked around your waist and settling his hands at the top, to the sides of your pubic bone yet close enough for his fingers to toy with your bundle of nerves and rub at your skin to get you as close to an orgasm as he could before he pushed his fingers into you and curled them to hit your significant spot; a spot that had you squirming and tensing and crying out from pleasure.

“Okay, are you really ready?” Harry mumbled, water dribbling down from the corner of his lips – and anyone would have found that a major turn off, but, strangely enough it made you want his lips upon more than anything, the feeling of his wet lips touching your own wet lips had you weak and needy and the want had pushed those sudden nerves from before out of your system. 

“Jus’ go for it, Harry. M’ready,” you whispered, as he gulped the melted ice-cube down and puckered his lips. He could feel the bitter and icy cold feeling cover his skin, and, he couldn’t imagine the feeling he was about to give to you – wet and cold meeting wet and warm. 

He used his fingers to part your throbbing folds, your little bean of nerves coming into view as he used his wet and bitterly cold tongue to flick and swipe up your flesh, a heavy and guttural groan eliciting from your throat as he continued to flick your clit with the cold tip of his tongue.

His warm breath and the warm temperature of your skin contradicted against his chilled tongue.

The frigid cold feeling of his tongue being the completely opposite to the lack of frigidity you were portraying across, your arousal peaking with each flick of the tongue he gave to your bundle of nerves.

Fuck, Harry. Has anyone ever told you that you have a magical tongue?” You cried out, your head rolling back against the pillow as your eyes closed in pleasure. His green eyes staring at you from between your thighs, and he’d found all the self-control he could to not cockily smirk and whisper against your skin. “Should’a had you eat me out many times before because v’been missing out on this intense and this amazing feel- Fuck!”

Your sudden outburst coming from his hands reaching up and squeezing at your breasts, his elbows propping himself up either side of your body as he flicked his ring adorned fingers across your prominent and budding nipples, pinching every soft often when he wasn’t squeezing your plump and addicting flesh.

“M’so close, Harry. M’so, so, so close,” you grunted.

“Mm-hm. Hold on a little more, yeah?” He whispered, his words flushing against your skin as they rolled of his tongue, almost inaudible beneath your panting and heavy breathing. “I promise you, I’ll get you in a way I know best, okay? Just, m’not finished you with you quite yet and I need you t’ hold on a bi’ more.” 

“Don’t think I can, Harry,” you wheezed out, breathlessly. Your fingers gripping at the duvet in a tight grip, knuckles turning white and you were sure that by the end of your euphoric state, you’d have trouble feeling contact at your fingertips. “Mm, please. Please,” you begged, ignoring the urge to scream when his lips suckled at your fleshing folds.

You felt regret rush through you as the foreign feeling continued to play about upon you – why hadn’t you let Harry perform oral on you before? Why did you turn down such a euphoric feeling? Why did you hate the thought of this so much without testing the water first?

Because as soon as you’d have felt his lips upon your bundle of nerves the first time, all the months ago, you’d have had him do it every other night when you needed him.

You’d have had him performing oral on your before you got well underway with the thrusting and the melding of your sticky and sweaty bodies.

You’d have had him performing oral on you as you performed oral on him. At the same time you gave him a blowjob, he’d be using his tongue as a way to bring you to an orgasm, finishing with a cocky smirk as you both realised he’d only just used his tongue to have you throbbing and unraveling.

“Hold on,” he muttered sternly, bringing his hands back to your hips, “you want my fingers to bring you to an orgasm, hm? Rings on n’all? Like normal?”

You gave him a wordless nod, and, as he brought his right hand from around your thigh, he wasted no time in pushing his digit between your folds and gave you continuous flicks, with his tongue, to your clit. The chilly and bitter and cold feeling given from the ice cube had worn off of his mouth, but, all you could focus upon was the feeling of his finger touching you in all the right spots. The metal ring – one you had brought him for his birthday just that year – had been pushed down to the joint near his knuckle, and you could feel it with each thrust he gave to you, a feeling like a shock of electricity passing through you, sending jolts up your spine. 

Your whines and whimpers were constant, and Harry knew you were close. So with on my thrust, and a curl of his finger and a flick of his tongue, you’d unraveled and cried out in relieve. An ‘oh fuck’ leaving your mouth, your lips agape and your eyes rolling back as Harry bent his knees beneath him and knelt up on the bed, pulling his hands from your body and entranced by your orgasm. Your muscles spasming, your legs jolting and your hands moving up to cover your face as you groaned out heavily into your palms. 

“Okay?” Harry hummed in amusement, as you nodded your covered face, your legs falling straight and flat against the duvet. “I came in my pants just watching that,” Harry chuckled, looking down to his boxers and seeing his cock hard forming a shape upon the material. “Think it’s gettin’ softer now.”

You pulled your hands from your face, your cheeks pink and your lips dry, your eyes watering as you shakily pushed yourself up and leant against the headboard. Harry gave you a watchful glance, his fondness for you increasing as he scampered beside you and copied your sitting figure. He crossed his ankles, curling his toes before stretching them back out. He laced his fingers together and placed them upon his belly, his head turned to you as he took in your exhausted appearance.

“How was it? Was it okay for your first time?” He wondered.

“It was more than okay, Harry. Honestly. It was fantastic. I regret not asking you to do that sooner,” you admitted, truthfully. Regret lacing your words as you turned your head to look at him for the first time since he’d lodged himself between your thighs – with your eyes clenched shut the entire time, you’d barely taken a peek at him as his eyes stayed focused upon you, looking to see if you gave any signs of discomfort or disapproval or you’d changed your mind and didn’t want to go further. “You added ice into the mix, for goodness sake. It was amazing. I mean, it was my first time so I’m undoubtedly going to say it was amazing, but, really, you pulled all the stops and made it so pleasurable.”

And you meant it.

It was amazing.

To have his lips kissing at yours was a feeling you enjoyed, but, to have his lips kissing and suckling at your intimate areas had you weak at the knees and wanting more.

“C’mere and gi’me a cuddle, love,” he cooed softly, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close to his chest, your body rolling onto its side as you pressed your cheek against his chest and sighed in contentment. “I love you.”

“Hmm. I love you too,” you muttered beneath your breath, a yawn escaping your mouth as you hid yourself into his chest. “Thank you for being so great to me. I really do love you, a whole lot.”

“I really do love you a whole lot, too,” he grinned, his lips pressing to your head before he nudged his nose against your temple.

And he wasn’t lying.

Harry really did love you a whole lot.

He wasn’t a guy to go down on any girl, per request and per his fancy and desire. Whether he really loved them with his entirety or whether was just trying to please a girl he thought he had a liking too. Yet, when he’d heard you mutter the phrase of performing oral upon you for the first time ever in your sexual and bedroom life, he just couldn’t turn you down.

You trusted him enough to take your virginity in oral sex, and, he couldn’t have felt more grateful and in love.

“Thank you, James Corden,” you mumbled between another yawn, your eyes closing as you gave into the urge to try and get some sleep, “you just made my night.”

SIN - Septiplier

Mark slowly opened his eyes. The morning light beamed through the large window across the room. Mark groaned at the light and rolled on to his other side. To his surprise, his boyfriend wasn’t in bed next to him. He began getting out of bed, but stop when he noticed he wasn’t wearing anything.

Mark almost forgot what happened last night. Upon remembering, Mark grinned devilishly as he walked out of the bedroom. In the kitchen, Jack stood at the stove, humming to himself as he cooked pancakes. He wore only his boxers and an oversized t-shirt. As Mark walked in, he glanced over and smiled. “Mornin’ Marky, pancakes ar’ ready,” he chirped, placing the plate down on the counter.

Jack didn’t seem to notice the smile across his boyfriend’s face nor the fact that he was completely naked, he continued to remove pancakes from the stove. Mark casually walked over and wrapped his arms around the Irishman from behind, placing kisses along his neck. Jack became aware of Mark’s lack of clothing pressing against him through his boxers.

Mark moved his hand up under Jack’s shirt and slipped a finger underneath the waistband of Jack’s boxers, kissing the shell of his ear. He grinned at Jack’s reaction, blushing deeply and gripping the spatula tighter. Mark slid his hand down more into Jack’s boxers, brushing his index finger along the base of Jack’s length. With his other hand, Mark grabbed the boxers from the other side and pulled them down, watching with delight as the thin clothing fell to the floor.

Prompt request

Request Prompt. Aka I’m sorry mom

NSFW
SEPTIPLIER
GAY
BDMS
PET PLAY (cat style)
DDLB

“Come here my good little kitten”
Marks voice was deep and his hands were laid behind his head, giving I’m a spectacular view of his boyfriend. Jack had been rutting against the bed post for roughly half an hour, filling the room with his moans and whimpers. He frantically crawled towards Mark , desperate for release. The end of the long cat tail plug dragged the ground as he moved to the edge of the bed. Mark sat up and grabbed at the pink collar around jacks neck, making the Irishman moan.
“Do you want to pleasure me kitty, hm?” Mark asked in jacks ear and watched goosebumps rise on his pale skin. Jack lazily nodded his head,“ yes daddy, please let me make you feel good”
Mark slid down his boxers, letting his dick spring up and slap against his stomach. Jack stared for a moment before wrapping his hands around marks thick length, giving it a few slow strokes. Mark rewarded him with a low moan and pet jacks head, running fingers through his soft locks. Jack moved his hands away from Mark, and lowered his head down to give little kitten licks to the head. The grip in his hair tightened as he wrapped his lips around the head and sucked his way down. Jack could feel the tip pressing against the back of his throat, and Mark’s hair tickled in face.
“That’s a good boy, so good for me” Mark groaned out and pulled again on the collar. Jack hummed and swallowed around Marks cock a few times, before being forcefully pulled off. Jack looked up at Mark in confusion,“did I do something wrong?”
Mark put his hands on the sides of jacks face,“No baby, you were perfect,”
Jack blushed at the praise and nuzzled into marks touch.
Mark spoke again, but now his voice was low and husky, “I just couldn’t wait any longer to fuck that pretty hole of yours.” Jack swallowed thickly and felt blood rush to his dick. Mark pat the space beside him and Jack crawled up beside him and laid down on his back. Mark shook his head,“ no baby, not like that.”
Jack nodded his head in understanding, then flipped himself over, propping himself up on his hands and knees. Jack shivered as Mark rubbed his ass cheeks. Marks hands moved to Jack’s hips and held them in place while he ground his dick against Jack’s ass. “Do you like that, kitten? Do you like feeling my dick against you?”
“Yes daddy!” Jack arched his back, pushing his backside closer to Mark.
Mark chuckled and placed a hand on the hilt of the plug, pushing it further in, before slowly retracting the toy. Jack whimpered as Mark pushed the toy back in, brushing it against his prostate.
“Mark, please don’t tease me.”
Mark stopped his movements and leaned over Jack to whisper in his ear, “Beg. Beg me for my cock, baby.”
Mark nibbled the top of Jack’s ear, “tell me how much you want me.”
Jack panted and wiggled his hips against Mark,“ Please daddy, please fuck me! I want your cock so bad, daddy!”
Mark stood on his knees behind Jack and smiled,“ such a good little pussy.”
He slid out the toy with ease and leaned over to the night stand but stopped when Jack spoke.
“ N-no”
“Excuse me?”
Jack lifted his head to look over his shoulder at Mark, a heavy blush on his cheeks, “do it dry.”
Mark hesitated, before leaning back over Jack and nodding,“ this is gonna hurt like a bitch tomorrow.”
Jack nodded and spread his knees further, allowing Mark to get closer. Mark slid into jacks heat slowly, grunting as he did so. Jack wiggled his bottom, adjusting to Mark’s girth and after a quiet minute he let out a raspy, “move.”
They set a slow pace, nearly too slow as Mark thrust in and out of Jack, who was a panting mess. Gradually, Mark’s thrust sped up. The room had become filled with the sounds of desperate moans and skin hitting skin and an occasional knock of wood as the bed frame hit the wall. Jack moaned loudly as Mark hit his prostate directly, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through him. Jack curled his fingers and toes, and let his lower jaw fall so that he could breath heavily, “ M-Mark, please, oh fuck! I’m so close!”
Mark pulled out, nearly all the way, before slamming roughly back into Jack, making him almost scream. The lewd sounds of Mark repeatedly entering his boyfriend, drove him forward, until he couldn’t hold back any longer. Mark came with a grunt inside of Jack, filling him with hot seed. Mark rode out him orgasm until Jack too found he was finished for. Hot spurts of white stained the bed spread below the Irish man, and Mark pulled out of him with a sigh. The two cleaned themselves and the bed, before laying down next to each other. Mark hugged Jack, and kissed his neck, where the collar had rubbed the skin red. Both men fell asleep in a matter of minutes, comfortable in each others embrace.

anonymous asked:

Shirt emoji (Julie)

@angeljulie

He had just stepped out of the shower and dried off his hair with the towel, wrapping it then around his waist as he grabbed his boxers. Mark flinched lightly when he heard the bathroom doorknob turn open; thank goodness it was Julie and not Alice or Milo. Mark let his nerves settle and let out a breathe.

“Hey bunny, you need something?”

gay to straigh i find this story really hot i translate to english for you guys

Have always liked men since I can remember, since I was a kid I felt something different when I saw another guy, felt a tickle in my legs and my stomach was vibrating, as a child I wore stockings my mom and heels of woman, I feel feminine and I liked it. As a teenager I felt the need to be loved by a man and feel his body on mine, then I realized I was gay, did not take long to accept it, as I knew from the start that always was, plus I never liked the women. 

My name is Tony, now I have 20, I’m a brown guy, tall, somewhat athletic and I like exercise, I have a nice ass, some men have told me, I was always bottom, therefore I think it shows me gay and it does not really bother me. Start my sexual activity at age 14 I had my first time with my neighbor’s cousin, from there I loved having cock in my ass.

I never drew attention to the girls, even sexually, felt that they were not for me, but 3 months ago changed everything completely pass as gay to heterosexual.

  My best friend Jessica, a girl my age, she knew for 5 years that I was gay ago, we always had confidence, and we got along much, we said we jokes and played between the 2, she was a white girl, hair black, brown eyes, had a very beautiful body and a nice ass as they played sports and gymnastics, therefore always joked with her that I had more ass than her and I said I was more slut than her, we were great friends.

One night she organized a party at his house, had invited many of our friends and some of her other friends, all took that night, I almost did not take because I had to go to school the next day, that night I was talking with a very cute boy named Bruno who was gay too, so that the 2 were talking most of the night, in the end everyone left and I could get the number to the beautiful Bruno, I was staying at Jessica’s house as it was very near the school and so I would not have to walk so much, I always stayed in her room, she was an only child and had a large room, but that night Jessica and I was seriously taken into jokes that if Bruno had already fuck or if he had given a blowjob, Jessica wore a miniskirt and a blouse tops, actually she liked teaching your body.

When we were in her room 2 were still joking, then she tells me that if it did not hurt the ass for fucking, I laughing I said and your ass does not hurt too, she says nobody fuck me in the ass, I I say lier if you have a big ass if it was not gay and would put in 4, she comes over and tells me with a different tone and why not try ?, I laughing that I say hahaha yeah sure I’ll be lesbian, then now I stand and she sticks to my body and starts kissing me, do not know if it was the alcohol but also kept kissing and I began to feel a warmth in my body.

hen I separate it and tell Jessica I’m gay and she then answers me your penis is telling me something else, turned to look down and my jeans I could tell a tremendous erection, she tells me “Tony does not make you damage experience as well I will not tell anyone "in that it drives me to kiss again, I felt her hard niples on my chest , in that he takes my hand and guides on her ass, it was so beautiful to touch that beautiful  ass I had, without feeling she had unzipped me so tight that I always wore pants, I marked on my white boxers calvin klein my erection as noted, actually I was already very hot, so she took me to her bed and he said with his voice so sexy: I’ll gonna make you a real man you queer , do not know why but it warmed me over and she said I want you to remove my clothes so you can see what is actually an ass. 

That she put on 4 raised his beautiful ass, she told me take my skirt and I did take it off quickly and there I saw what I never thought would excite me so much, a beautiful ass woman, she wore a black thong where the thread was completely wedged between her nice buttocks, I come near me and she put her ass on my boxers where my erection was obvious, started moving her ass on my cock was something that had me very excited, in my mind I thought, I’m gay,what  I’m doing? but I actually liked, in that she tells me fagguet lie here in that I removed the shirt and she was alone with her ​​black lace thong, and that I lay down on her bed and she put the in addition position 69 .

Ad her beautiful ass on my face in that she tells me take away my thong with your teeth, my dick was about to explode, I would take her thong, a woman for the first time, in that I get to feel my cock and me removes the boxer with his teeth and starts to suck my cock I felt like I was coming, the damn bitch Jessica sucking the rather rich cock like a real bitch, I moaned with pleasure and tells me not groan as fag moans like a true man, i remove her thong on that, I saw her beautiful ass but what caught my attention was her vagina had never seen a vagina in my life and I had a 1 cm of my mouth was pink, shaved and looked very rich, out of nowhere I had my tongue on her vagina felt like the glory something very rich, she moaned with tremendous force and I was sucking my cock with more intensity, she says to me” fagot you love pussy “, was 69 the best of my life, and it was with a woman. 

Being gay and mainly bottom 100% had a pussy in my mouth enjoying it, so we continued for a few minutes, Jessica turned position and I started kissing in an amazing way, felt her vagina around my super hard cock and wet from saliva her, she approached her breasts to my face and started kissing was very large breasts and her nipples were very cute roses she had hard and said "suck on” the licked was very exciting, in that she tells me Tony see that you liked my pussy you want to try again, I told him if I want, I want your pussy on my mouth, and so she was stood at my face he approached, and sat on my face had all her pussy over my mouth and is I started eating, actually at that time I felt very macho, I thought this is what I’m missing and lasts like 5 min, then she came over and we kissed again, kissing me all over my body I actually loved her lips looked very cute kissing my body, until approached on my cock and began to suck again, I felt I was coming Jessica really sucked me very rich also started to suck my balls was something completely delicious.

That Jessica approached again and whispered in my ear I want you to fuck me for you to become a man now, yes, kiss me sweetly, and was approaching my dick, touch it pressed very rich and began to accommodate rich pussy , and I said wait you do not have a condom?, and she told me if I have but that you would enjoy more for your gay dick feel what a pussy rich, and so slowly shoved until my cock was in rough her, he had never penetrated gay even a guy was taking me to a woman and it was the best he’d done all my life, she sat heavily on my cock that had me burning hot, her ass bouncing on my balls it sounded like my liquid presemimal ran on her pussy, it was the best experience of my life, she approached and kissed me and laugh were always good friends and now we were taking in the same bed, so we lasted several minutes in that position until it me again I suck my dick like she loved the cock that bitch, I take her hair and began to wave over my cock felt like I was fucking her mouth its so rich lips that had, at that time was put into position 4 on my sight was amazing I had her beautiful body above her perky ass and her pussy looked already open, it was the best view I had seen and was everything to me 

So that brings me to take her by the waist and started to take it in an incredible way, I never thought of myself as effeminate could feel so masculine and actually was enjoying it a lot, feel my cock was inside her pussy was the best feeling, she moaned with pleasure, take my cock in her pussy and without thinking started catching me by her ass, she gasp and said damn  bitch you fuck me so good you are not as fag as that words make me hot hearing saying those words, her ass was tight and I loved it, take it stronger until it face down on the bed and began to take the harder, my cock kick your ass fuck her pussy again was something I loved having two holes just for me were so good the way she moved like the movement of her legs and ass taking my cock leaving it in the back of her pussy.

Jessica backs turned and I started kissing in the sweetest way again penetrate to her pussy and we were still kissing, his legs were on my waist and touched my ass and squeezed, pushing me so that it was more in it actually felt my whole body and hers were together, I loved the position where we were, I felt so dominant so masculine I really felt heterosexual never thought to fuck  a woman would be so delicious and enjoyable, almost came me when we changed position again as he licked her nipples rich again sat on my cock to explode, to take her by the waist she had her back to me and began to take it very hard that almost made ​​to mourn, screaming told me daddy and I want your cum inside me and without thinking I had the most delicious orgasm of my life and I came inside her pussy while she also had an orgasm felt his legs went limp, and I still felt like taking my cum ran for first time a vagina was totally delicious, she turned and we kissed, she approached my ear and told fagget you fuck me much bettetr thant a theterosexual. 

And so I discovered the heterosexual side carried inside, still see Jessica but that I would tell another time

do what we do

title: do what we do
genre: rough smut
characters: mark x you
plot: you send him pictures while he’s at work and he shows you the consequences.
extras: i seriously need jesus. i am now unholy. but don’t judge bc Mark always got me feeling some type of way lol. If only I lived in Korea *sigh* anyways, thanks for the request. feel free to request here when the ask box opens up. (it’s still closed)

songs: 
Do What We Do by Jay Park
Right Where You Are by Jack & Jack

You grinned wickedly at your phone screen. Mark was already done with his schedules but he wanted to stay in the dance studio for a few extra hours. Of course, you got extremely bored and decided to text Mark a picture of you in your new lingerie. The black lace and garters were sure to be a treat for him. Within seconds, you got the response you were looking for.

Mark: Babe, stop. I need to focus on getting these flips down.

You: Aw you don't like them? I knew I should have went with red lace instead. Tsk. I guess I should just return them. Good thing that the store is still open.

It took Mark every fiber of his being to not run home and fuck you senseless. But that’s exactly what you wanted. Mark was always passionate and loving. Sex with him was always intimate and sensational but you wanted more. You wanted to see his rough side. And you were going to make that happen no matter what it took.

Mark: Don’t you fucking dare. I’ll be home in ten minutes and you better still be in that little getup. The things I’m going to do to you… You better be ready.

A shiver travels up your spine as you just imagine what he would do. Excitement coursed through your veins as you waited patiently for him to come home. There you sat, on your king sized bed. The sound of the front door opening made you peek through your bedroom door. You saw Mark kick off his shoes and then storm to the bedroom.

“You couldn’t wait, could you?” Mark grabbed the hem of his shirt and threw it across the room. He couldn’t take how innocently you were looking up at him. He took a moment to admire the curves of your body in the black lace and garters. In all honesty, Mark was nervous. He’s never seen you in something like that before and he didn’t know if he could control himself any longer.

You felt your back hit the soft mattress and suddenly, he was hovering over you. He began leaving a trail of delicate kisses down your neck. You let out a quiet moan when he sucked tenderly on your sweet spot. Mark smirked and kissed back up to your jawline before finally attaching your lips again. His tongue darted into your mouth, wanting to taste you. Lips moving desperately against each other, your hands traveled over his toned stomach. He broke the kiss only to kiss down to your breasts. He eyed the lace bra that was the only separation between him and your bare chest. He wanted to take it off but you looked so good in it, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

You gasped when you felt his tongue trail over your exposed stomach. He roughly grabbed your sides and flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach. Mark’s fingers worked desperately as he unhooked the garters and then flipped you back over. You sighed in delight when his lips found your thighs. You felt his hot breath near your wetness making your own breathing become heavier.

“You’re not getting it that easy,” Mark said in a raspy voice. A whine escaped your lips which made Mark even more frustrated. He couldn’t give in this easily, he had to show you what the consequences were. Mark kissed your lips again, his tongue constantly running across your lip but never entering your mouth. You open your eyes angrily to see Mark smirking at your frustration. “What?” You couldn’t take his innocent tone like he couldn’t take your innocent eyes.

“That’s it,” You snarl and grab his neck to pull his face down to yours, attaching your lips in a heated kiss. Still shocked from your movements, you take this opportunity to flip him over. You straddled his hips and almost instinctively, Mark’s hands gripped your waist. You moved your hips desperately, grinding down on his hard member. The sultry groan that escaped his lips made you want even more. 

His hands finally reached behind you to expertly unhook your bra. “Up,” Mark stated simply. You got off his lap and soon he was hovering over you again. He wasted no time tugging your lace panties off and you then realized Mark had discarded the garters, throwing them across the room. His lips found the skin on your lower stomach and his kisses moved lower and lower until you could feel his nose brush up against your clit.

Mark’s dark, lust clouded eyes looked up into yours as he placed gentle kisses on your inner thighs. Mark’s tongue darted out, taking an experimental lick. You let out a whimper of pleasure as his tongue expertly lapped your juices. You gripped the bed sheets tightly in your hand when you felt your climax approaching. Mark looked up at you too see closed eyes and and a layer of sweat covering your body. He suddenly pulled back, loving the way you whined for more.

“You teased me at work. You think you’re going to get off that easy?” Mark asked as if you were dumb. You shook your head naively but grinned when an idea came into your thoughts. “How are you going to prove that you’re a good girl?” Mark smirked. You licked your dry lips before yanking his sweatpants down, letting them pool at his ankles. You stood up and tiptoed to leave a lingering kiss on Mark’s lips. Your hands trailed from his chest to the waistband of his boxers. Instead of taking it off, you palmed his hard erection while kissing him intensely. You heard his low groan and smirked.

“What am I doing to you, baby?” You asked softly into his ear. Mark let out a throaty growl before throwing you back on the bed.

“Face down, ass up.” Mark pulled his boxers down hastily. You did as told, using your arms as support. You knew how much he loved the view, your backside being completely exposed to him. “Consequences are consequences,” He stated and then rubbed the tip of his cock along your wet folds. Whimpering. you grabbed onto his hips, begging for him. Mark never stopped teasing his member along your entrance as he leaned over you. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Just fuck me,” You replied breathlessly. That was all Mark had to hear. He pushed into you slowly, letting his member fill you up. He waited for you to adjust to his size, the only thing he was being considerate of. You looked back at him with begging eyes and he knew what you meant. He slowly rocked his hips forward making you cry out in pleasure. His thrusts were powerful but painfully slow. You tried to move your hips against his to create more friction but  stopped when you felt a harsh slap on your ass. Mark’s thrusting stopped completely.

“Don’t. You teased me, now it’s my turn to make you beg for me,” Mark growled and then yanked a handful of your hair. You yelped in pain and for a moment, Mark thought he had hurt you but instead, you were even more turned on. “Are you going to be a good girl now?” He asked. You nodded weakly, he let go of your hair and soon he was snapping his hips forward. His pace finally sped up but it still wasn’t fast enough.

“Please,” You begged sinfully. Mark let out a low laugh and pulled out of you. He flipped you over onto your back before thrusting back into you. He pounded into you mercilessly, finally giving into all your begging. Your hands switch from gripping the bed sheets to clawing down Mark’s back. He groans and dips his head down into your neck. His teeth bite down on your soft skin, making you shriek out in both pain and pleasure. 

He grabbed your legs are wrapped them around his own waist, entering you deeper. You screamed as he hit your sweet spot, making you see stars. Your release was coming. You could tell by that bubbly feeling in the pit of your stomach. Your toes curl and no sounds come out of your mouth as you release. The pleasure was too much for you to take. Mark looked down at you with half lidded eyes and bucked his hips forward even faster. To help him with his own release, you rolled your hips upwards, meeting his thrusts. Mark growled and kept pounding into you. He finally released his seed into you, collapsing on top of you.

As both of you tried to catch your breath, you mentally pat yourself on the back. You definitely got what you wanted and maybe a bit more. Mark looked up at you and smiled warmly.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He asked worriedly. You chuckled and shook your head.

“I kind of like this rough side of you,” You said truthfully. His smile was gone and he tried to keep a straight face.

“Did you try to seduce me on purpose?” Mark asked cocking an eyebrow up at you. You shrugged while grinning sheepishly.

“Maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t. Either way, I would’ve gotten what I wanted one way or another.” You laughed. Mark smirked up at you and pecked your lips gently.

“Well then maybe you’ll get more of this. Just remember to keep the lingerie.” Mark winked.