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If You Love Me | pt.1

🌹AngstFluff/Smut (18+ MA) Part II 🌹Black Female Reader x Mark Tuan 🌹shower sex 🌹Your boyfriend Mark has been away on his first solo tour for his album, The Other Side. You haven't seen him in months and something is...off. Now that he's back home, there are a few things you need to get off your chest. 🌹20 notes, and I'll release pt. 2 ~

You stared intently at the last text messages your boyfriend sent you.

(7:00 pm) Markie-moo💜: I just landed😁

(7:05 pm) YAYYYY💕 can't wait to see youuuuuuu

(7:05 pm) you sure you don't need me to pick you up?

Read 7:09 pm.

(7:10 pm) Markie-moo💜: I'm sure😊 I need to go by the studio real quick, then I'll be omw

(7:10 pm) Markie-moo💜: I can't wait to see you, beautiful🖤 I've missed you so much

(7:15 pm) Okay💕 Let me know when you're otw home... I've missed you more!

Read 8:30 pm.

You glanced up at the time on your screen...It's 11pm.

"Your father is very late." You sighed at Milo, who could only look up at you and tilt his head as if he understood the severity of you using the word 'Father' and not 'Daddy'.

The television screen shined through the tall bottle of red wine that sat on your living room table, which casted a shadow on an open bag of gummy bears. You already started snacking on them an hour into waiting for Mark to get to your apartment, and only just realized that you obliterated half the box already. You spent the past three days gearing up for Mark's arrival from his first album tour; aimlessly cleaning your place, cooking all of Mark's favorite foods, buying wine, and meticulously sprinkling rose petals all over the bedroom. You even got dressed up and wore that perfume he liked on you... only to find yourself feeling silly, scratching the belly of his furry baby, as your bones grew stiff waiting for him.

Regrettably, you couldn't deny that you weren't surprised he was a little late. The strongest part of your relationship with Mark was first and foremost, honesty. Mark hated lies and had never told you one himself. Which is why it was so obvious that he has been lying for the past few months. Badly. I was stuck at the studio and I lost track of time, being the most frequently used of the bunch. You'd find him speaking in a low tone for phone calls, rarely letting you use his phone or laptop, and getting absorbed into his phone screen. He started becoming distant... becoming someone completely different from the man you met. You started suspecting he was cheating.

You moved to LA six years ago to pursue owning a business and had no intentions of having a long-term relationship. Mark was a little timid towards you when you first met him through a mutual friend. He never said much outside of the realm of "Hi", "How are you", and "How are you doing?" But as you stuck around more and more, you couldn't help but be drawn to him. You felt connected talking to him about your aspirations, hopes, and fears, knowing that he was always there to listen and share some of those same feelings. It also helped that Mark was (and still is) the most beautiful man you've ever met in your life. Every time you met up with him, you found yourself drinking up all his features; from his pink, heart-shaped lips that opened to a breath-taking smile, to his deep, dark, entrancing eyes. The last time you got lost in Mark's eyes as his best friend, was when your business hit an all-time low.

"I just don't know, Mark..." you sobbed through clogged sinuses. "I don't think I can't still support myself if my business can't make more sales."

Mark was only inches away from you on your couch as you cried into your fetal position.

"Hey, hey..." Mark gently placed his warm hands on your shoulders. "Don't think like that. You've done amazing so far... There has to be something else you can do to get your sales up."

"Well..." You poked your head out briefly. "I could do more marketing... but I already spent so much money on marketing and-"

The tears started reforming in your sore eyes as you hid your head back into your knees. Silence hung in the air like a bad joke as the idea of complete failure circled in your head... You would have to leave the life you worked so hard to build in LA, only to return home to square one, with your tail between your legs. You weren't ready to leave your hard work, your home, your friends, or Mark...

"Y/N..." You felt Mark leaning closer to you with a rasp in his voice. "Look at me."

You reluctantly looked into the eyes of your friend, and suddenly, all the anxiety and fear that you felt only seconds ago, felt like forgotten emotions. His eyes seem to pull you into their calming, deep brown pools.

"Ever since I met you, I have seen you fight and work hard for this. I've admired your passion, and how dedicated you are to your dreams... It's one of my favorite things about you. You can't give up on this now. Not after you worked this hard. Not after you've built this life for yourself all on your own... Not to mention how hard it would be to say goodbye to you if you leave."

"Mark..." You felt your heartbeat in your throat.

"I care about you... and I hate seeing you struggling like this. If you need help, why didn't you ask me?"

"I just didn't want to inconvenience you... I know you've been busy in the studio and doing photoshoots I-... just figured that could do this on my own. Like I've always done everything on my own."

Mark's eyes trailed yours, slowly inching to your nose then your lips...

"You don't have to do this alone." You felt Mark snake his long fingers in between yours. "I'll be there for you... like always."

The bubble developing in your throat was an indication that the waterworks were rising again. Up to this point, Mark has been the most supportive, honest, sweetest, considerate, and the most chill person in your life. He's always been there to listen to whatever you had to tell him; what you see each other doing in the next few years, or a late-night drunken rant about pineapples on pizza. And whenever Mark called, you would drop everything just to hear how his day was. Whenever you hung out with him, you could be alone or in a group of other people, it was like it was just you two. Your soul mate...

You looked into Mark's eyes again, feeling your heart start to race... in your trance, your eyes wandered across his face, admiring how the low glow of the Livingroom television showed his soft textured skin. How his hair was poofy since he raced over to you from his nap. Sometimes you felt like you didn't deserve someone this amazing and supportive to be in your court. But Mark was just your cute little blessing on top of all the other ones. Overcome with emotion, you crash into Mark's arms and held him tight.

"Thank you so much, Mark. For everything." Your stress left your body in a big sigh. "I love you..."

You felt Mark's arms around your waist slowly pull you closer to his body and his face buried into the crook of your neck.

"I love you more..."

You replayed his response in your head as you held on to him.

"I love you more" Thump.

"I love you more" Thump-Thump.

"I love you more" Thump. Thump-Thump-Thump. Thump.

Your heart started to race. Goosebumps raised when Mark's breath lightly brushed your neck, and you felt his strong heartbeat thump against your chest. What was this feeling? You were scared to pull away, frightened of getting lost in his gaze again.

"Um, right s-so..." You cleared your throat. "Thanks again, Markie."

You tried pulling away... but found that Mark's grip was still tight around you.

"Wait..." He spoke in a low tone that made your spine shiver.

Your heart felt like it was going to climb out of your mouth. Of course, you've been this close to Mark plenty of times before, you guys have practically held hands before. But there has never been this type of tension hanging in the air. It was almost suffocating. You looked into Mark's eyes for some sort of sign... but damn, he was looking so gorgeous. Your eyes traced his whole face; every curve of his pink lips, every line in his jaw & every eyelash sitting upon his beautiful eyes. Oh, his eyes... they seemed to sparkle... and they were intently fixed on your mouth. Instinctively, your hands made their way up to his jawline, which produced a small sigh from Mark's parted lips.

He was slowly closing the space between your faces. The heat started to rise in between your ears, as you battled with the thought of kissing your best friend. If you did, you could be either making the best decision of your life... or ruining a friendship with a man you cared for deeply. But you couldn't deny... you wanted him. With every heavy breath that Mark breathed, with every second his hands tightened around your thighs, with every inch that his lips drew closer to yours... your desire for him grew. The realization that you loved him grew.

"Mark-"

With the most genuine softness, Mark closed the painful gap between both pairs of lips. Both of your bodies were lost in each other... neither of you realized just how steamy your little make-out session got. You became a couple shortly after, with this year being your third year together.

With each passing day, you felt more frustrated in your conflicted feelings. On one side, you were upset at him... but more at yourself for letting the situation grow. On the other hand, you felt the yearning for him grow hot and restless in your core, and eventually, you couldn't help but touch yourself out of the thought of him. The way his dark, loose curls flop over his forehead, the sparkle in his eyes, the sincerity of his smile, the sweetest of his cologne, the slight curve of his lips, the softness of his skin, the heat of his breath-

You snap out of your trance when you hear the jingle of keys at the door. You tap your screen back to life. It's 11:55 pm.

"I'm home!" Mark poked his head through the door at beamed at you on the couch.

"Mark..." You couldn't help but sigh.

"Babe!" Mark cheesed the brightest smile you've ever seen as his chest collided with yours.

His arms tightly squeezed around your waist as you heard him drink in your scent. Finally, your boyfriend was home, with a bouquet as bright as his smile. Almost instinctively, your nerves weakened in his warm embrace, and you melted around him. You forgot about everything you were ever upset about. With every bone in your aching body, you wanted to hold him... feel his skin gently graze yours, caress his adorable face, and shower him in kisses... but he still broke his promise. The one person in your life who was always truthful, real, and loyal... wasn't anymore.

"I missed you so, so much..." Mark whispered into your ear.

"Mark..." You pulled away from him. "What took you so long..."

"I'm sorry," He sighed. "I got tied up again-"

"Mark I..." You paused. "I've spent all of the past 3 days preparing all this stuff for you. And I have been... trying so hard to be so excited for you to come home. For you be in my arms again, to kiss you, to make absolute love to you..."

"What?" Mark's eyes widened.

"We need to talk about something."

Mark's smile slowly started to fade and the bouquet slowly lowered from his grasp.

"You've broken the one promise that we've had in this relationship... you lied to me, Mark. And you've been doing it over and over... And I'd hope that our bond was strong enough for you to realize that I would notice that."

"Hey-"

Mark gently placed the bouquet on the kitchen counter and held both of your hands in his.

"Do you truly think I'm cheating on you?"

You looked longingly into his eyes, only to be handed a cold, serious gaze in return.

"No," You bit your lip in hesitation. "You wouldn't do something like that. But I don't know what to think, Mark."

Mark sighed deeply...

"I leave for months and come back to a fight..." He scratched the back of his head in frustration. "You said that the one promise we made in this relationship was honesty, but you broke another one too. You don't trust me to be loyal to you?"

"I do trust you! But what am I supposed to make of this, Mark?" Your eyes stung.

Mark's cold gaze softened. "I have never had the thought of ever cheating on you and would never. I'm sorry that I was distant and made you feel that I wasn't being truthful."

"I'm sorry I didn't talk to you about it until now..."

"You have nothing to be sorry about. I've been waiting for forever just to get back home to you." You felt his warm hands caress your waist. "Can I please kiss my beautiful girlfriend now?"

"Yes." You breathed.

Mark snaked his hands further around your waist, and with a passionate firmness, pursed his lips between yours. You felt your body tingle with warmth and your heart beating heavily against your boyfriend's chest. A groan left Mark's lips as he left yours.

"Hey..." Mark's voice turned raspy as he eyed your body. "You deserve my honesty; The real reason I have been distant is because I was putting a lot of energy into planning something really important."

"Planning something...?" Your head cocked to one side. "For your album?"

"No, for you."

"For me..?"

Mark's lips cut your question short and derailed your train of thought.

"It's a surprise for later." You could feel a smirk developing on your boyfriend's soft lips. "Let me enjoy the surprise you have for me first."

Mark gazed over at the romantic display you made in the living room.

"Do you like it? I hope I didn't go overboard..."

"It's perfect." Mark looked into your eyes with the utmost sincerity. "And you even got me my favorite gummy bears? It's everything I could have wanted. And you being here with me makes it all better."

Mark infused passion into every aspect of his life, and his way with words was no exception. Surprisingly, conveying his feelings verbally wasn't always his forte in our relationship. However, he consciously broke free from the habit of murmuring, trailing off, and avoiding eye contact. Despite not being the most talkative when we initially met, the incomprehensible extent to which Mark went out of his way to express how much I meant to him was truly remarkable.

"I'm so glad you're home." You wrapped your arms around your boyfriend's torso and pulled him close.

"Me too." You felt a light peck on your forehead. "Why don't we get this night started?"

It was 2:45 am when the credits started to roll on the third horror movie that Mark insisted that you both watch. Unfortunately, he had been too invested to realize that you had fallen asleep since movie number two. You found the most heavenly spot on his chest to rest your head, and with his right arm snuggled gently around your torso and his left hand resting on your thigh, it was a guaranteed recipe for a great night's rest.

"The gore in that was something else-" Mark cut himself off when his eyes came to gaze on your sleeping figure.

Your face was adorably smushed up to Mark's chest, letting out soft breaths as you rested. All four of your limbs found themselves wrapped around his slim body, trapping him in your sloth-like embrace. Mark's eyes traveled and the bottom hem of your dress found itself dangerously hiked up to expose your smooth thighs.

Mark rubbed his hand against your thigh. "Wake up, babe."

You blinked your eyes awake and gazed upon the tired eyes of your boyfriend. "Oh shit, did I fall asleep?"

"Definitely. And I think you were snoring a bit, too." He joked.

"Oh stop." You rubbed your eyes to get a better view of the clock. "Oh shit, it's late..."

Mark's voice became hushed. "Maybe we should...continue this celebration upstairs?"

"You're ready for bed?"

"I am. But not necessarily sleep."

You smirked, picking up on his hint. "Oh, I see..."

Without saying another word, you took Mark's hand and guided him up the stairs, where you were greeted by the romantic glow of the moon.

"Oh..."

"You like it, right? I got rose petals, the candles are all lit..." You gestured towards the bathroom.

Mark pulled your hand back towards his body and planted a firm, hungry kiss on your lips.

"You are so sweet. This is amazing..." His warm hands caressed your cheeks. "How do I deserve someone as perfect as you?"

You could feel the heat of his breath on your lips. He was close, too close. The temptation to press your mouth to his was too much to handle. You could almost taste the mint of his toothpaste.

"I know I've been a little distant for these past few months." Mark started. "It's just... I've had a lot on my mind. There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about, but I didn't want to rush things."

"Yeah?"

"But now, I can't hold back." He cupped your cheek and brushed his thumb against it. You felt his gaze bore into yours, and he seemed to study every inch of your face.

"What is it, baby?" You pressed.

"I'm so in love with you. I love you so much that it hurts. I love how passionate you are, I love how you make me feel when we're together, and I love that you've been patient with me during this whole process. You're my rock. You make me want to be a better person. I want to be worthy of you."

"Mark, you already are." You gently held the sides of his face. "Don't say that. You are good enough, Mark. You have such a kind heart and a big soul. You're the most loving and caring person I know. Just don't get too caught up in your music, and start overworking yourself. You're not gonna find me there."

Mark let out a soft chuckle in response.

"You always know what to say," Mark breathed. "I need to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"I know that I was gone for a while, and I want to make it up to you. So, how would you feel about me taking you on a trip?"

"A trip?" You shot him a confused look. "Where would we go?"

"Oh, don't worry about that." Mark kissed the tip of your nose. "I'll take care of everything. Just be ready to leave for this weekend."

"Three days??" You giggled. "You really just planned a whole trip, huh?"

"Anything for you."

As Mark leaned in to kiss you again, you couldn't help but notice his scent. He smelled like the airport and the plane and everything else that was not his normal aroma.

"Speaking of jet setting, you smell weird," you chuckled.

"What do you mean?" he laughed back.

"I'm not sure, but you just smell different."

"Well, I should take a shower then," he suggested. "And maybe you can join me."

"Okay, but don't try any funny business." You smirked.

"What?" He feigned innocence.

"You heard me," you replied, wagging your finger at him.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see," he said, pulling you close.

"Wait and see, huh?" you repeated.

"Yeah, just wait and see."

You rolled your eyes and pulled away from him, making your way toward the bathroom. As you walked into the bathroom, you could hear Mark following closely behind. You pulled him toward the bathroom and turned on the shower, the sound of the water filling the small room. The sound of unzipping made your head turn to Mark, who was already undressing. You watched on in perverted wonderment at how his abdominal muscles flexed under his perfect skin as he moved to remove his underwear. He glanced over his broad, muscular shoulders, smirking while keeping eye contact as he bent down. You admired how his hair grew poofy from the steam beginning to form around him.

"Enjoying the view?" Mark's husky voice startled you, causing your eyes to snap to his face.

"Shut up," you said as you joined him, sliding the flimsy slip of material you wore onto the floor.

Mark's eyes burned with need as his gaze traveled up your legs, slowly drinking in the image before him.

"Damn..." he breathed as he raked his teeth across his bottom lip, his dark eyes meeting yours.

You smiled coyly at him as you stepped into the shower, closing the glass door behind you. Mark's eyes never left yours as he joined you in the warm spray of the water.

"Mmm," he hummed as he cupped your cheek and brought his lips to yours.

The kiss was soft and sweet at first but quickly turned passionate and needy. You ran your fingers through his damp curls as he pressed his hips into yours, his hardening length brushing against your stomach. His hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of your bare flesh as the water cascaded around you. You moaned softly as his lips found your pulse point, sucking the sensitive skin into his mouth.

"I love the sounds you make," he growled as he gently nipped the delicate skin.

"Hey, don't forget that you have to take a shower, stinky." You chuckled.

Mark grinned and rolled his eyes, grabbing the bottle of shampoo that rested next to the tap.

"Okay, okay."

You watched in anticipation as he squirted some of the soap into his hand, before applying it to his hair. His eyes stayed fixated on yours, which flickered down briefly to take in his naked, glistening body. You couldn't help but admire his perfection, even when doing the most mundane task. How his pectorals flexed with every movement, as he brushed and lathered the soapy bubbles throughout his coils of dark brown hair. How his veins tightened from his arms to his hands, and how each drop of water seemingly dripped at a pace slow enough for you to memorize. Your gaze traced down from his chest to his abs, and even further down past the borderline of pubic hair where-

"Babe."

"Sorry, what?" Your eyes shifted back to his face.

"Were you paying attention?" Mark smugly raised an eyebrow.

"I was definitely paying attention..." You trailed off.

"So what was I saying?"

"You were saying, that I was being the best girlfriend ever!"

"Mm-hm."

"By making us dinner tonight."

"Mm-hm."

"And how your favorite gummy bears are an ample reward for me having to put up with you-"

"Alright," Mark chuckled as he laid his index finger on the seam of your lips. "Point made. You got me."

"Duh." You nipped at his knuckle. "You're so easy. What did you say, anyway?"

"Something..." Mark teased as he dunked his head back under the water, washing the remaining shampoo down his torso. "About how much I really, really, missed touching you. All of you."

You snorted. "You mean our little quickie at LAX before you left didn't cut it?"

"Is that what you call what happened at LAX?" He asked, pulling you close and pressing his arousal against you.

"Yes," you giggled. "Because that is exactly what we did. You were the one trying to miss your flight."

"I couldn't help it." He groaned. "It was just so hot."

"Oh shut up." You laughed.

You grabbed the bottle of body wash, poured some on your towel, and rubbed the soap into the cloth.

"Are you gonna help me or what?" You asked playfully.

"What do you think?" He replied, grabbing the other end of the towel and helping you rub the wet cloth along your body.

Your breath hitched as his hand moved from your ribs down to your hips and your mouth dropped open when you felt his fingertips graze your behind. You groaned loudly as Mark continued to caress your ass, his other hand sliding around your waist and pulling you into his embrace. You shuddered as he pressed his lips against your neck, murmuring words of love and encouragement in between every kiss.

"Why didn't you come with me on tour, again?" Mark asked as he continued massaging your skin.

"We talked about this, Mark," you replied, lightly rolling your eyes. "I wanted to be here and continue working. And I don't think I'm cut out for road life."

"But I wanted you there..." he pouted, making your heart stop. "I missed you like crazy."

"I missed you, too..." You turned to face him, seeing him still with an upset frown. You reached for his hands and gently ran your thumb over his knuckles.

"But I don't think I can spend another tour without my Markie-Poo," you admitted with a soft smile.

You looked up to see your boyfriend with the brightest grin you've seen him with in a long while. Mark immediately took the back of your head and pulled your face towards his in a loving embrace, getting soap all over his arms and torso...

"So you're telling me that the next tour I have, you're coming with me?"

" I promise."

"I could get used to having you near me every day," Mark whispered into your ear, his low voice sending shivers down your spine.

"I'd hope so," You replied. "It would be pretty confusing to accommodate another presence in our bed, otherwise."

You could see a pout starting to form on your boyfriend's lips. You loved how Mark could make a face of indifference switch from a stone-cold wall into a begging, adorable, child. The pout quickly melted away, however, and you were only able to appreciate its short existence for a split second. His eyes shifted from your own to your neck, his pale and slender fingertips gliding gently against your exposed collarbone.

"Hey..." You whispered into his ear. "What are you thinking about?"

Mark didn't speak. Only paused for a moment, as if contemplating what he wanted to say, but only getting lost in your beauty. Your breath hitched. His eyes were focused on yours as he inched closer to you. He never broke your stare until his hand suddenly reached up and he placed it ever so carefully against your cheek, causing you to inhale deeply. His eyes flickered over your face, resting for a brief moment at your lips, then back up to meet yours once again. His hand traveled from your cheek and made its way down to your chin, tilting your head up slightly. His lips met yours, softly and gently. He didn't push or rush. He seemed to savor the moment, pulling away just enough to let out a small whimper.

"Did you just moan?" He asked.

"Mmmm, maybe," you replied teasingly.

"If we weren't in the shower right now..." he started.

"Then what would we be doing, Mark?" You asked, grinning at him.

"Then," he said, his low voice rumbling as his hand wrapped around your waist, gently moving his face close to yours. "I would be taking you against the glass."

Mark kissed your forehead tenderly and continued his gentle ministrations against your skin.

"We would start slow," he began. "My hands would travel all over you, starting at your hips. I'd go over them over and over until I could feel you shake."

You bit your lip as Mark's movements matched his words. You could feel your cheeks warm from the way he talked. He had never talked to you this way. Never with the confidence and sultry tone of voice. Mark was normally a gentle, passionate, yet quiet lover.

But this was different. It was sexy. You loved it.

A moan escaped from your lips, unable to suppress the shiver that ran throughout your entire body. The mere thought of having him inside you caused your muscles to twitch and spasm. Mark chuckled lightly as he leaned into you, his hands still exploring your curves. You loved it when he held you. His touch felt so warm and comforting. It made you feel safe and protected, but at the same time, you loved how strong his arms felt against your frame. He felt so large compared to your small size and it gave you the most pleasant butterflies.

"After that I would pick you up, your legs around my waist," he said softly, pulling back a bit to stare into your eyes. "And then, I'd drive you insane..."

He emphasized each word as if he were whispering them into your ear, and his words left you breathless and speechless. Mark's voice had a way of making you feel things you've never felt before.

"Sounds like you really want to have shower sex," you said with a slight giggle.

He kissed you passionately as his hands glided back to your ass once again, gripping you firmly as he slowly lifted you in the air. You wrapped your arms around his slender neck, and your legs around his waist. As your curves pressed against him, you could feel his excitement, causing your eyes to widen slightly. You hadn't even touched him yet, and he was extremely excited for you.

Mark placed one hand against the shower wall for support and you looked into his beautiful brown orbs once more.

"Have you been wanting me, like I have been needing you?" He asked in a low and husky voice that sent shivers through your body. You answered him by pressing your lips against his and kissing him passionately. After a few seconds, Mark moved his kisses across your neck and down to your collarbone. He sucked on it lightly, causing you to gasp as your nails dug into his shoulders. He let out a small groan, and you couldn't help but laugh slightly. The man was adorable.

For five agonizing minutes, he tortured you with his mouth, and slowly lifted you higher. Your heart started beating so fast, causing a mixture of nervousness and excitement that blended perfectly.

"Relax babe," Mark cooed.

You took a deep breath, the smile not leaving your face, and nodded at him.

Mark entered your slit slowly, his length engulfing your walls slowly. You sucked in a breath and shut your eyes tight, letting yourself enjoy this feeling of being filled so completely by your boyfriend. He went deep, his entire length inside you now. He let himself stay there for a second, giving you time to get used to this new feeling. Then he pulled out a few inches before sliding back into you. He continued this process, slowly getting a rhythm, his thrusts growing in power. You moaned each time his length penetrated you.

"Yes..." you breathed and heard Mark moan in response.

He increased his pace even more, driving his length into you and then withdrawing completely with each thrust. Soon, the sounds of water splashing off your wet skin filled the room. Mark became a mess of grunts and pants every time he penetrated you, audibly teasing you toward your climax.

"Babe, you feel so-" A deep moan escaped your boyfriend's parted lips.

His breath was hot on your neck as he worked you towards your release, and it felt like electricity every time his skin touched yours. You had forgotten where you were, who you were, and what was going on around you, it was only you and Mark.

"Mark..." you moaned.

You couldn't hold off your orgasm any longer as waves of pleasure washed over your body. He continued his ministrations as you rode your high, and you watched him as you came down. You looked in awe at this beautiful specimen of a man standing before you as he held you in his arms. He just smiled at you and placed a kiss on your forehead.

Then he exhaled and put you down, slumping against the cold tile wall. His wet hair dangled over his blushed face. You smiled and placed a hand against his cheek, stroking it gently as you gave him another kiss, he kissed you in return, and the soft brush of his lips lingered as you pulled away.

"I love you," he said, his gaze fixed on yours.

"I love you, too."

You say "You took the energy out of me."

Mark smiled and leaned back against the wall. "I guess you could say that," he smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Do you think you'll be able to get to the bedroom? Or do you need me to carry you?"

You slowly stood up, ceasing the sound of running water with your index finger. "Carry me, please!" You pouted and raised your arms.

Mark chuckled as he opened the shower door to retrieve your towels.

"Alright, alright, my queen," Mark threw your wet towel on your head, muffling your laugh. "I'll carry you to the bed."

You pushed the towel off of your face as Mark slipped his arms underneath your wet body and scooped you up into his arms.

"Mmm, you smell much better," you murmured as you nuzzled against his neck. Mark snorted and kissed the top of your head.

You were smitten by his scent and the way he handled you with such ease. He gently laid you on your bed, sinking in on top of you, like you had been daydreaming of for months.

"I've missed this," he whispered, "missed touching you, missed watching you sleep..." He brushed a strand of hair away from your face and gazed down at you like you were the only person in the world.

"I missed waking up next to you, seeing your face in the mornings, and hearing your voice at night."

He brought his lips to yours, softly and sweetly like he was afraid you would break. His lips tasted like the memories of stolen kisses in dark corners and glances behind closed doors. The more you tasted his lips, the more you craved, and you pressed into him, desperate for more.

"Baby, I've missed you so much," he mumbled against your lips, "and you don't understand how crazy it's been."

"No kidding," you replied, returning his kiss with equal vigor.

"Everywhere I went, fans were throwing themselves at me. All I could think about was you. All I'm ever gonna want is you."

Your heart skipped a beat at the confession. You pulled away to smile at him, taking in his beautiful face. It wasn't just his looks that captivated you; it was his mind and his heart. He was pure goodness through and through, and you knew you were the luckiest person in the world.

"And all I ever want is you," you replied. Mark cupped your face and stared into your eyes, his deep brown eyes pooling with emotion. "You okay, babe?"

"It's nothing...I just- I love you," he said, his voice cracking slightly, "so much."

You kissed him fiercely, overcome with emotion. "I love you a shit ton too."

Mark laughed, the corner of his eyes crinkling. "Well, you better. You won't be able to get rid of me that easily."

"Good."

Mark smirked and moved his head down, trailing kisses across your stomach and past your navel.

"What are you doing down there? Aren't you tired?"

Mark looked up, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

"It would be a waste not to take advantage of the candles and rose petals, don't you think?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

To Be Continued.

#got7 #mark tuan #got7 mark #igot7 #kpop #got7 yugyeom #got7 jackson #got7 jb #got7 bambam #got7 kpop #got7 scenarios #got7 smut #got7 jinyoung #got7 youngjae #mark tuan fanfic #mark tuan smut #got7mark #black reader #black reader x idol

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hwangyeonjun · 2 years

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got7 reaction when you call him daddy in public

warnings: none i guess? daddy kink kinda?

requested? yes.

MARK TUAN

he’d get sooo embarrassed. would probably try to hide somewhere (or even run away) and would definitely pretend like he doesn’t know you.

LIM JAEBEOM

quite neutral. he would go “oh shit” in smol and eyes widening before laughing it off immediately so you won’t get embarrassed or shy.

JACKSON WANG

this bitch would get so cocky. he would say something like “yeaaah, they call me daddy, what u gon’ do about it?” with the biggest smirk on his face and wouldn’t stop teasing you about it.

PARK JINYOUNG

would get so confused. he’d even probably look around in case your father is somewhere and when it finally downs to him that you’re talking to him, he would give you a “the fuck” look.

CHOI YOUNGJAE

another one who would get embarrassed. maybe more shy than embarrassed. would make sure no one heard, and if someone did hear, he would immediately walk away, avoiding eye-contact. (+ plus his awkward and flustered laugh).

BAMBAM

he would literally burst out in laughter. would probably even crouch down from laughing so hard and after a while he would remember it and start laughing again.

KIM YUGYEOM

sooo shy and flustered. would totally blush and stutter “w-what?”. thinks you’re serious which makes him even panic a little. i wouldn’t be surprised if he would go this far to think that you’re pregnant and this is your way of announcing it.

#got7 #got7 reactions #got7 x reader #mark tuan #mark tuan x reader #lim jaebeom x reader #lim jaebeom #jackson wang #jackson wang x reader #park jinyoung x reader #park jinyoung #choi youngjae x reader #choi youngjae #bambam #bambam x reader #kim yugyeom x reader #kim yugyeom

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iamyoursinblog · 1 year

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Teasing

Summary:

His reaction when you are teasing him in public/in front of members.

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LIST (BTS & GOT7)

Mark Tuan

You loved training with Mark. What could be sexy, you thought as your eyes run over your boyfriend's hot body. But even more, you enjoyed teasing him while he taught you the martial arts. You kept casually stroking his ass or thigh, almost reaching his crotch as he taught you a new move. He gave you a warning look every time you kept teasing him. But it turned you on even more. You couldn't concentrate while he explained the new hold to you. You watched as a drop of sweat from his hair flowed down his neck to his chest, which was bare due to the kimono being too open. You chuckled as you walked around him from behind, following his instructions. You wrapped your arms around him, but instead of clasping your hands into a lock on his chest, you slipped your hand into his kimono. You ran your nails across his chest, brushing against his nipple. Mark practically growled at your actions. He grabbed the collar of your kimono, throwing you over it. He stopped you in the air before your back touched the floor. "Baby, don't you think you're in bad position to tease me like that?" he growled, making you chuckle as his eyes darkened with excitement. He let go of you, letting you plop down on the floor as you giggled contentedly at the reaction you received.

Lim Jaebeom

You teased him all evening at the family dinner. To say that Jaebeom was overexcited is an understatement. The way he tried his best to calm down only made you want to tease him even more. That's why you smiled widely when you were in the elevator right in front of him, due to the crowd. You move your hand behind your back and squeezed his hard cock with your fingers. He groaned softly as he squeezed your wrist. "Don't you think you've got carried in your game, baby?" he whispered in your ear, squeezing your hand tighter You just giggled softly, continuing to run your fingers along its length. You took your hands off his cock and, making sure no one was looking at you, lifted the hem of your short dress from behind, teasing him with your ass. You heard a low growl that sent goosebumps to your skin. Jaebeom gripped your shoulder tightly, pulling you towards him. His fingers dug into your skin, hurting you as you rubbed your ass against his cock. “Congratulations my kitty, you just hit the jackpot. And don't even think that your safe word can help you tonight!" he said in a low voice, and a chill went down your spine as you realized it wasn't a joke.

Jacksom Wang

You sat in a restaurant and had dinner with all the members. You continued to fiddle with the pendant, drawing the eyes of Jackson, who was sitting opposite, to your deep neckline. You practically snorted in frustration as he continued talking to the guys. You smiled as you took your glass of wine. You didn't look away from Jackson, running your glass over your bottom lip. "Daddy" you said wordlessly with just your lips before taking a sip. You chuckled as it made Jackson freeze for a second before he returned to the conversation. You took a slice of the cake, deliberately leaving cream on your lips. You said wordlessly "Daddy" running your tongue over your lips. You bit your lip slightly as Jackson gulped looking at your lips. Perfect, you thought, realizing that your little game was working. You took off your shoe, running your foot along Jackson's ankle. "Daddy," you said again as he looked sharply at you. His jaw tightened as you ran your foot across his crotch. "Daddy" you chuckled, making him squeeze the glass in his hand. You sharply returned your foot back on floor as he slammed hard his palm down on the table. “Are you really could handle it if I turn into your daddy right now?!” he growled glaring at you, causing the guys to stare at Jackson with their mouths open. You smiled broadly as you returned to your cake, getting exactly the reaction you were hoping for.

Park Jinyoung

You rested your elbows on the table as Mark and Jaebeom prepared dinner. You turned around and smiled when you saw Jinyoung staring at your ass in short shorts that were barely visible from oversize T-shirt. You turned your head to make sure BamBam and Yugeom were totally into playing on PS. You spread your legs slightly and leaned forward, arching your back just enough for Jinyoung to see your ass and crotch completely. You pulled your shorts up, letting them dig between your folds. You couldn't help but laugh when Jinyoung cleared his throat. You turned slightly towards Jinyoung, meeting his glare. You saw how white his fingers were when he squeezed his phone, tapping his leg nervously. Jinyoung closed his eyes while taking a deep breath. Perfect, you thought as you watched Jinyoung try to keep his arousal under control. You ran your hand down your ass, lightly grabbing the hem of your shorts, completely exposing your buttocks for Jinyoung's gaze. “Baby,” he warned you in a stern voice. "You talking to me?" chuckling asked Mark turning towards Jinyoung before returning to cooking. You were glad that because of the kitchen island you leaned on, Mark couldn't see your little show you put on for Jinyoung. You heard a low growl behind you as you ran your fingers along your crotch. You chuckled when you heard Jinyoung's chair creak as he stood up. “One more move like that and I’ll show the guys how much you love being punished!” Jinyoung growled leaving a hard slap on your half-naked ass before lowering your shorts down, leaving all the guys staring at you practically with their mouths open. “Nerd” you snorted as Jinyoung left the kitchen heading for the restroom, causing Mark and Jaebeom to laugh out loud.

Choi Youngjae

You chuckled as Youngjae sat on the floor instead of joining everyone at the table. You knew that he could see your legs under the table, unlike the others. You spread your legs wide, pulling your skirt up your thighs. You noticed how Youngjae's jaw tightened as his eyes caught your movements under the table. You ran your fingers over your crotch and almost laughed as Youngjae's jaw dropped. He turned his gaze to you, completely blushing from your actions under the table. You almost moaned when you saw the pleading in his eyes to stop teasing him. You bit your lower lip, causing him to swallow loudly. "Are you okay?" asked Jaebeom "No!" Youngjae practically groaned. You giggled contentedly as Youngjae fell to the floor, turning his back to the table, trying to hide his boner.

BamBam

BamBam didn't react at all to your attempts to seduce him while you were hanging out together with members. But you had a secret weapon that always worked. You selected one of your underwear photos and sent it to BamBam, quickly slipping your phone into your pocket. BamBam gasped loudly making all the members look at him. You barely kept a smile, making the most surprised look, while BamBam drilled you with a look. "Are you okay?" asked Jackson, clapping BamBam on the shoulder. “Yes,” BamBam cleared his throat, slowly blushing without taking his eyes off you. “You seem to blush. Are you sure you're okay?" You asked innocently looking at him. You ran your fingers along the stem of the glass, forcing BamBam to follow your every move. Now whatever you do it will tease him even more. "Yeah, I'm fine," BamBam practically growled looking into your eyes. "Got a notification that I wanted to watch the movie 'Love and Leashes' tonight!" answered BamBam. You bit your lower lip and BamBam unconsciously leaned towards you but quickly stopped when he remembered that you weren't alone. You laughed softly at his angry looks as you continued your little torture to seduce your boyfriend.

Kim Yugeom

You couldn't help but laugh as Yugeom watched open-mouthed at you while you sucked on the lollipop. He tried to keep the conversation going with the other members, but his words were constantly confused, making the others laugh at him. “I'd be scared of him if I were you,” Jinyoung said while pushing Yugeom in the shoulder. “He looks at you like he's a maniac... ouff” You laughed at Jinyoung's comment that made Yugeom resent his hyung. “How can I even look at her differently when she does something like this!” Yugeom growled as he snatched the lollipop from your hand. “From now on, lollipops are forbidden for you,” Yugeom snorted as he tossed your lollipop into the bin. You couldn't hide the amusement that your boyfriend's cute reaction caused.

REACTIONS:

That ass…

Teasing

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#got7 #got7 reactions #got7 jb #got7 jinyoung #got7 mark #got7 bambam #got7 jackson #got7 yugyeom #got7 youngjae #got7 jay b #lim jaebeom #park jinyoung #mark tuan #jackson wang #kim yugyeom #bambam #choi youngjae

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sweetestofchaos · 1 year

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To-Do List

Uᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ 05/05/2024

You make fun of Minho’s (shinee) grandpa laugh (one-shot)

MET Gala!Jackson likes his interviewer (one-shot)

Hyunjin smut with a thick s/o (one-shot)

Take on the World ft. BTS - chapter 13

Have Mercy ft. Jimin/Yoongi - Jimin falls in love with the very soul he is supposed to devour. When he gathers the courage to confess it seems that someone far more evil finds her alone. (1/3)

Run From Me ft. Taehyung - Taehyung and you have history together, a very, very long and twisted history. (4/??)

Take on the World ft. BTS - When Seokjin imprint on a child, the Min pack has to prepare for parenthood (13/??)

Blackthorn ft. Yoongi - The love story of Emperor Yoongi and Empress Keena has been passed down from generation to generation; a love story so strong that it had surpassed the passage of time. (15/??)

Cafuné ft. Namjoon and Yoongi - As Namjoon’s personal assistant, Y/N doesn’t have time for love…or does she? (6/??)

Blackthorn ft. Yoongi - chapter 16

Got7 Pregnant Social Experiment

Knock, Knock ft. Jaebeom/Yoongi: Jaebeom is finally woken up by his soulmate after how much time? (2/??)

Prompt Me Hoe - A bunch of AU’s featuring different idols

Butterflies ft. Seokjin - Y/N is an American song writer that befriends Kim Seokjin

Era of Love Series ft. Got7 - Nothing like that good ol’ college au

Lactation Kink: Poly!BTS - (2/3)

Chain Reaction ft. Bambam (5/6)

Chain Reaction ft. Kim Yugyeom (5/6)

The Jayde Heiress ft. BTS - Back against the wall, Arissa must learn to live in Bangtan’s world if she wants to survive. (to be rewritten)

You cry because you can’t fit their clothing - Got7, BTS, Monsta X

They meet you, their celebrity crush - Got7, Monsta X, Stray Kids, BTS

You crying in the shower - Monsta X, Shinee

They get to do a stage with their crush - Stray Kids, BTS, Shinee

You run into your ex and they see you have a child - Got7, Monsta X

When your top falls off in the pool - BTS, Shinee, Monsta X

You wear braids to a fan sign - Got7, BTS, Stray Kids, Monsta X

You’re pmsing - Ateez

You hit on your boyfriend while drunk - BTS, Stray Kids, Monsta X

Barber Shop ft. Kim Namjoon - Alysia just wanted to get her son’s hair fixed, she wasn’t expecting to fall for his new barber, Alpha Kim Namjoon.

Wherever You Are ft. BTS - This is what happens when you catch their eye while enjoying the nightlife.

Dragon’s Heart - Prince Jaebeom is the last descendent of the mighty dragons that left the Earth long ago. When a sudden attack leaves him wounded, Y/N saves his life. (Fantasy Au, Strangers to lovers)

Capture the Heart ft. Kim Seokjin - When Seokjin’s playboy ways come to bite him in the ass, Jaya is there to save him…based off this gif set (Strangers to Friends to Lovers / College AU)

The Captain’s Vow ft. Kim Seokjin - When tragedy strikes due to the betrayal of the Royals, Capitan Seokjin switches sides to avenge those he has lost. (Pirate AU)

Anything You Want ft. BTS

sugar daddy au, gang au, ceo au

Queenie ft. Hyunjin

royal au, fantasy au

Skylight ft. ??

neighbor au, hurt comfort

Care For You ft. Yoongi x Seokjin

a/b/o, dead dove, gang au, mxm, parent au

Trust Me ft. Mark Tuan and Song Mingi

demon au, gang au, dead dove

My All ft. Youngjae

fake dating au, pregnancy au

The Dragon’s Apprentice ft. BTS’ Rapline

dragon au, fantasy au, mxm

Not A Dream ft. Jungkook

ex to lovers au, gang au

Hey, My Baby ft. Jimin

strangers to lovers au, vampire au, sugar momma au

Something Like Fate ft. ??

strangers to lovers, soulmates au if you squint

Untitled ft. Got7/BTS

dragon au, sugar daddy au

You See Me? (I see You) ft. Hoseok

military au, brother’s friend au

Smile For Me ft. Jimin

actor au, stalker au

Handsome Devil ft. Shownu

demon au, unrequited love, fake dating au

Recipe For Love ft. ??

strangers to lovers

Looking For You ft. BTS

soulmates au, dream walking au

Michael & Jackson, After the Singer? ft. Jackson Wang

strangers to lovers, idol au, fake twin au

All of You ft. Bambam

yandere au, non-idol au

Pass You By ft. Minhyuk

ex’s to lovers au

Leave Me Alone ft. Changkyun

gang au

Enough ft. Vernon

friends to lovers au

Remembering You ft. Yoongi

married au

Consequence ft. Jungkook

vampire au

Untitled ft Jimin

werewolf au, a/b/o, friends to lovers au

Say Ahhh ft. Many Idols

personal chef au

Fairy Floss and Cottontails ft. Yoonkook

hybrid au, Easter au

Motion of the Ocean ft. Jackson Wang

mermaid au, fantasy au

The Story of You ft. Kim Namjoon

soulmate au

Q&A ft. Jaebeom

teacher au (sequel to Not So New Professor)

Welcome Home ft. Seonghwa

friends to lovers au, idol au

All About You ft. San

friends to lovers, gang au

Hear Me ft. ??

band au

Hello, Again ft. Monsta X

strangers to lovers, Idol au

Lost and Found ft. Monsta X

gang au

Lost My Halo ft. Gang7

high school/college au

Fall Apart ft. Mark

gang au

Sweet Pea ft. Yugyeom

gang au

Lie To Me ft. Jackson

gang au

Sub-Rosa ft Jaebeom

gang au

Isn’t Something Missing? ft. Youngjae

gang au

Count For Me ft. Jinyoung

gang au

Two Piece ft. Bambam

gang au

#soc to do list

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ao3feed-yugbam · 2 years

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HELP ME FIND A FIC PLS!!!!!!!

by JacksonDogBoy

HELP I read a got7 fic a long while back and I can’t find it (´；Д；`) In the fic, Jackson was super rich and so was youngjae. Youngjae was already dating JB who shared an apartment with Jinyoung, they were like brothers in this fic. I forgot how but Jinyoung and Jackson meet and hook up and end up falling for each other blah blah blah. But Jackson is a rich man who’s mother wants him to marry well to a woman obviously but yeah that’s pretty much the premise. And Jinyoung goes to college with mark. And bambam and yugyeom show up later. I really want to reread this fic! If you know what fix this is pls comment and link it to me pls thank you!! I’m so desperate!!!! Thank you fellow ahgases! 💚🐥

Words: 10, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: GOT7

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Park Jinyoung (GOT7), Jackson Wang, Mark Tuan, Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam, Kim Yugyeom, Choi Youngjae, Im Jaebum | JB

Relationships: Park Jinyoung/Jackson Wang, Choi Youngjae/Im Jaebum | JB, Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam/Kim Yugyeom

Additional Tags: Sugar Daddy

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39349419

#ao3feed #yugbam #fanfic #yugbam fanfic

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journeytuann · 5 years

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Drabble: Experimentation || Mark Tuan (GOT7)

Summary- upon figuring out your dirty little desires, Mark decides to pursue them, making your lustful dreams come true

Warning?- smut, agoraphilia (the enjoyment of fooling around in public)

Word count: 3,669

P.S. feel free to drop a request, I appreciate you reading! Have a good day and enjoy~

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During the ungodly hours of the am, you sat in bed with your significant other, a smile coaxed to your tired lips as you could hear him giggle like a school boy. Mark had recently gotten back from the americas, his body horribly jet lagged. But in truth, you didn’t mind being up with him for you missed all the time that was robbed form your relationship thanks to his idol status. But you understood.

Asides from catching up, you both darted into random conversation, spitting out whatever came to your mind. Some things were random, others were sweet, yet others were vulgar and utterly suggestive.

“Hey (y/n)...” Marks sleep deprived voice called out. You could hear the smile growing on his lips. “I never really asked.. do you have any kinks? Or you know.. fantasies?..”

Out of all the questions this kid could have asked, that was one that threw you off a bit. You mentally had to skim through which ones were on the table for discussion. Your silence in thought led to Mark bugging you. “Did you die?” He joked, getting a nudge from you in response.

“I’m thinking.” You hummed out. “I mean.. I enjoy the way you mark me up in bed..” you trialed off, hearing a small whine come from your boyfriend.

Mark shifted closer to you, letting his face burry into your neck, delivering a small nip to tender spot which sent tingling shivers down your back, bothering your sorer core from activities earlier that day. “Not what I mean.. I already new that kitten.. it’s a dead give away. Ah especially the way you melt and moan when I do, I’m interested about the ones locked away..” he hummed, bringing himself closer to you as he propped his head on your chest.

With a small sigh you gave in, picking one that always interested you. Just the thought sent an arousing tingling sensation. “I suppose the idea of fucking in public sounds fun.” You admitted bluntly. “Okay not just plain out fucking but.. maybe at least fooling around.. no one having the slightest clue of what we’re doing..” as you elaborated, slightly bashful, you could feel mark chuckle softly.

“Mm, Fair, I’ll keep it in mind.” Was his only response. Before you had time to ask him a daunting question in return, Mark changed the subject. “Do you think I could pull off pastel pink hair..? What about a mullet..”

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Time seemed to pass with ease and eventually you two night owls managed to get to a normal sleeping schedule.. somewhat. You weren’t going to lie, it was good having mark back home, you missed not only the affection but the sex as well. What? Who could blame you, Mark was certainly one hell of a ride. Literally.

Your attention was pulled from your phone as mark tossed a blank box into your lap. “Babyyy.. we’ve spent the whole week inside, tonight I want to go out and eat, plus the boys invited us for dinner at the new Korean BBQ that opened down the ways.” His innocent plead was tempting, but frankly you were just about bored of staying at home doing nothing.

“Fine by me, but what is this?” The tone of your voice expressed clear confusion as you held up the box, giving a shake as if to figure it out.

“Hm?” Mark held an innocent face, not giving light to your question one bit. “Ah, you’ll find out, I just want you to wear it to dinner tonight if you don’t mind.” Before you could ask your question again, Mark was off jogging upstairs shouting down at you to be ready by 5:30. “Oh! I’m taking a shower first before you use up all the hot water!” The boy chimed innocently with a small laugh.

You sighed, shaking your head with a smile, why did you love that absolute child again? As curiosity beckoned you, your fingers eagerly popped open the box, soon becoming muddled with this pink, oddly shaped object. Then it hit you. “Holy fuck, Mark you kinky bastard..” you grumbled to yourself, your face flooding with heat.

- - -

That smile of purity. God you hated it. How on earth could the man act so innocent as he conduced such sin??

“Ready to go?” Mark chirped, looking you over with a small chuckle. “Is kitten wearing her new gift..?” for a brief moment Mark’s voice dropped to a more serious note. While you acted like you hated the little pet name, you both knew you loved it.

With a small bob of your head, you shifted slightly, not fully accustomed with the vibrator hooked on you. “Yes, and.. yes.” Was your simplistic answer, taking the hand of your boyfriends outstretched arm, lacing your fingers with one another.

The car ride was silent for the most part besides whatever was playing on the radio. It didn’t matter that much to you, your mind was racing over endless thoughts of how the night would turn out, god was it arousing to think of. Who knew Mark would actually act on your naughty desires? As if to ease yourself you have your thighs a small squeeze.

- - -

Not long after did you two arrive. Mark turned down the radio and glanced at you with a mischievous glint. “If.. if you make it tonight, I’ll reward you. But you must be quiet, I don’t care if you cum twenty times, I won’t stop it until we’re in this car, got it?” Mark asked, his pupils dilated as his eyes ran over you.

The way he talked to you, with such a serious tone turned you on. God were you his little sub.. “Well what will be my reward?” You asked daringly with a small grin.

“Hm.. I suppose anything my kitten wants. Oh, I might add, everytime you make a peep I’ll up the intensity, if I’m feeling generous I’ll lower it but it doubt it.” Mark flashes his sweet boy smile before getting out of the car, soon going to your side to take your arm and lead you in.

Once you took a seat you could feel the small vibrator slowly begin working it’s magic. It was slow but ignorable, so you indulged in conversation with a few of the other members, chuckling as bambam complained about his sugar glider. “I had plans to wear my new shirt.. but Shabu peed on it again,” the Thai boy groaned as he set his menu down.

Jinyoung snorted. “And this is why I don’t have any pets.. they just pee and poop.”

“Maybe Shabu was trying to tell you something, tell you that that shirt was not ittt!” Yugyeom chuckled as he teased bambam who just rolled his eyes.

Mark just chuckled and listened, his mind somewhere else. Occasionally Mark took a glance your way out of curiosity, he could tell you weren’t bothered which annoyed him slightly.

Not long after is the waiter come, taking everyone’s orders, asking of yours somewhere in between. As you opened your mouth to speak you felt your vibrator jump up multiple notches, so instead of clearly asking for water, a gasp left your lips. You confused the boys slightly but proceeded to apologize and quickly place your order, soon handing in your menu to the kind young man. Fuck was this getting to be a bother. For your punishment of vocalizing, even just the small gasp, Mark went up one extra notch prior to placing his order.

Jaebum questioned if you were alright, to which you gave a small nod and smile. “It’s just cramps, ah nothing to worry about.” Quite the coverup, though none of the boys would dare ask further questions about it. Mark on the other hand just grinned at your response, knowing it was a dirty lie.

Unlike before, the sensation was difficult to ignore, building up great amounts of pleasure against your sensitive bundle of nerves. “Fuck..” you muttered to yourself, thankful that the place was cluttered with conversations, drowning out your small comments. The boys seemed to delve into their own conversations, all you had to do was act like you were listening.

As that coil wounded tighter and tighter, the sensation was utterly impossible to push off and ignore. That buzzer constantly going against your clit sent you over your first orgasm, drawing a small whimper from you, your hand gripping suddenly over Marks thigh. With your legs tightly crossed, your body quivered ever so slightly. Somehow you pulled it off without attention on you, but Mark, with his cocky grin, turned up the setting another notch. “Markk..” you whined just for him to hear, letting him know clearly how much this was getting to you.

Mark didn’t comment, instead your vibrator just went up in intensity once again.

By the time the food got here you already passed your third climax and soon onto your fourth. Hopefully the food was something that would be able to properly distract you, hopefully. To a degree that was true, shoving your face with food drowned out your struggles and whimpers of over stimulation.

Growing full, you were nearly done with your food and off your fifth orgasm of the night and mark was bored and finished with his food. So to fule his amusement Mark, without reason, set the vibrator on its near-max setting.

All of a sudden the intense pulses against your throbbing clit made your squeal, hands quickly covering over your mouth as attention was put on you. Youngjae expressed worry for your being. “Is it that bad (y/n)..? I’m sorry,” Youngjae frowned, unaware your periods were this bad. Your hazy mind was confused partially at what Youngjae was even talking about before you recalled your comment earlier. Ah poor innocent sunshine, little did he know. You assured him it was alright with the best smile you could muster, your body tensing and shaking the slightest over the intense buzzing. “Maybe they have a chocolate dessert that will make it a bit better?” Bambam suggested, asking for a dessert menu form a waiter, soon on the look to fulfil your lie.

Out of all the other members, Jackson was the only one smirking. He had bold suspicions that fit the puzzle perfectly. But that certainly was none of his business. Oh though it was certain he would be teasing and taunting Mark for this later.

You on the other hand played along best you could, listening partially to the boys as they discussed about desserts, asking which sounded best. “Just uh.. pick something cheap that looks good?” Jokes on you bambam picked out the most expensive one. “If it’s pricy it means it ought to help right?” Which was bambam’s philosophy..

You gave a scoff, squeezing your eyes tight. Fuck number six. Your jerked slightly, your hand grabbing onto Marks which previously rested on your thigh, keeping it apart from the other on purpose. With the vibrator finally set at its highest pulsing rate, you brought Marks hand up to your lips, propping your elbows on the table for dear support.

Mark bit back the growing smirk as he sat up, changing hands so the other one could rub your back. “You want it to stop?” He asked for your ears only, dropping to that tone that sent shivers up your spine.

“N-no.” Was squeaked out from your lips, pushing deeper into Marks hand. Lucky high number seven was coming and well, this time it was crowned sweeter than ever. The scent of his cologne on his wrist was getting to you, making the whole sensation more surreal, more personal.

Have smelt this man’s cologne before? I swear to you it’s heavenly.

You swore it made the whole experience fifty shades more pleasurable. In fact, had his cologne always smelled this sexy? You didn’t care now, your mind focused on his blissful smell as you were dragged out on another high, trying to suspend it for as long as humanly possible. You were quite sure if you could handle another wave like this.. maybe tapping out after this would be for the best, because at this rate you’re about to squeak.

With your muscles tensing in preparation, Mark took note and leaned over. “Cum.” He demanded, pressing his lips into your temple and pulling you into his chest, holding you tight as you rocked though that seventh high. The scent of his cologne embedded in his sweater was much stronger, giving everything an extra kick. Your body shuddered, growing limp against his, allowing him to brush his hands through your hair.

“Mark, is (y/n) okay?” Jinyoung asked, utterly worried. Mark gave a small bob of his head. “(Y/n)’s cramps are really bad this month.. I think we’ll go home, maybe later this week we can catch up again. Is that alright? I know all she wants to do is lay in bed right now with her heating pad.” He teased you, gently ushering you to your feet which trembled, struggling to stand. The vibrator was turned down a hair but nonetheless kept fucking with your beyond neurotic clit.

The boys gave their soft goodbyes, soon down two friends and left with a cake that was initially set to be for you.

A cake was the least of your worries or thoughts in general at the moment. Your whole mind was left in a steamy, lustful puddle just like your panties. Upon being helped into the car the buzzing stopped. Mark decided to let you recoup as he was in a hurry to get home. Your senses gradually game back and wow were you spent. That night could certainly linger in your thoughts later.. There was a pinch of guilt in doing it, lying to your friends about what’s as going on, and honestly probably ignoring them as the pleasure was too much at times.

The car ride was short, and before long Mark had you inside, pushed up against the wall. It was clearly evident Mark had gotten off to seeing you like that, given the hard spot grinding into your sensitive core. Marks lips were quick to reach yours, attacking them in a messy manner while his hand fished out the device. Forcefully, Mark pried himself away from you, his eyes lusted over staring directly into yours. Not for a second did he break the eye contact as the toy was brought to his lips, sucking on the ridges that dripped with your taste. Such a naughty sound left his lips. “Fuck.. kitten you taste so good.. daddy’s babygirl did so good in public.. I’m proud,” he scoffed, tossing the toy off on some counter. “But next time I will be hands on..”

The idea of future fooling around excited you, but the thoughts were cut short as Mark pushed back into you. “Daddy might not have shown it.. but watching you quiver.. trying not to moan.. it all made me a hard mad man in there.. if I had zero control I’d of fucked you on the table right then and there.” His words were so vulgar yet you loved it.

“I can see that..” your mumbled off, your hand reaching down to apply pressure to the evident bulge down there. Seeing, no, feeling what you had done gave you a sense of empowerment, to do such a thing to him without even trying.

Mark groaned at your touch, his hips bucking for more satisfaction instinctively. “You will fucking feel it I promise you..” he growled, soon commanding you to jump on his waist to which you complied.

Your lips were on his neck, leaving as many horrid marks as you could before Mark would get to you. You knew the more you worked him up the more things he’d do to you.

It wasn’t long till your body was tossed on the bed, your jeans tugged off eagerly by the fellow brunette. “God look at the mess you made.. so soaked..” he muttered, rubbing two digits against the wet fabric before sliding it off, leaving your bottom half fully exposed. “Tell me what you thought of.. did you think of me?” Mark questioned, slowing bowing his head as his tongue darted between your folds, gathering most of what you left him.

His actions made your legs instinctively quiver, your whole body shaking each time his nose or lips brushed against your clit. “You.. yes you, all I could think of was you doing this to me, pushing me to the edge over and over again..” You breathed out, your hands clenching the fabric of the bed as if to steady yourself. “And that dumb cologne of yours.. it fucked me up and sent me to cloud nine..” you mumbled out truthfully.

Mark could only chuckle to your response, praising you for your honesty. However what really made Mark laugh was your response to flicking your clit. You yelped, shooting up with a whimper, bringing your legs closed shut which in turn made Mark grumpy. “No ma’am.” Your boyfriend growled, ripping your legs apart as his head bowed down to your heat, his lips instantly attaching themselves to your clit. Whimpers left your parted lips as mark showed no mercy to you. Moans spilled, precious moans that made mark go harder on your poor bud. Moans that you had desperately held back prior till now.

Mark pushed you through and eight orgasm as you gripped to his hair, trying to get him to go easy on your poor cunt. To your assurance, mark pulled from you with a pop, scoffing at your exhausted frame. “What number was that?” He asked. “8.” You shot back without missing a beat. Your chest heaving up and down as you from down from this sweet bliss. You knew damn well it would hurt to walk later but did you care? Nope. Not one bit.

Mark was soon on you, lips roaming your skin, not leaving a spot untouched on your neck. His nimble fingers worked through your shirt, managing to get the fabric off, following the rest of your articles, tossing them about, half landing at the end of the bed, the other half on the floor. The cold air was soon to bite you, your nipples clearly expressing their chill. With a small whine and tug of Marks clothing, Mark pulled away from you to strip himself of his layers, earning a satisfied grin on your face.

Before you knew it, Mark was exposed to you yet again. You could never really get enough of him, and boy did you love what he constantly hid under baggy clothing, such a fine tuned body.

Mark followed your eyes down his body, stopping at his stiffened member which was at clear salute. You wasted no more time in bringing him back down to you, letting his body press against yours as his hips shifted between your thighs. Mark gave into your inviting lips, kissing them with a fiery hunger, hands roaming to your hips to keep them in place before soon moving down, marking your neck with bruises and bites sure to last. There wasn’t a time that you weren’t decked in hickeys and bites after sex, maybe quickies here and there but Mark was always sure to leave you with something to linger.

Your impatience was growing, Mark could tell by the way you squirmed under him for some friction. “Beg kitten..” He asked of you, biting down on one of your hardened buds before swirling his tongue around it.

Begging was embarrassing to a degree but Mark loved to hear you, and frankly adored when you grew desperate for his cock, showing it vividly with your words. “Mark..” You whined, bucking your hips which mark presses his fingers deeper into. “Please.. please fuck me, fuck me so hard I can’t see straight. The whole night I was buzzed off some damn vibrator but I want your damn dick.” You groaned in annoyance at first but soon it spilled to be an out right moan. “Fuck!” You cursed, dropping your head back as Marks whole length burrowed inside you. A moment passed before he was at it, working his movements, rolling his hips quick into yours. It may have caught you off guard but you were quick to fall in love with the rhythmic movements of your hips colliding together, locking your ankles behind his back as you worked to match his movements.

Small grunts and groans left the lips of Mark, dirty slurs slipped past his them which he distracted on your skin. Mark plucked, sucked, bit and nipped at your neck, pushing out lewd noises from your lips in addition to the moans spilling out about his cock.

You were so spent, you were falling fast and mark could feel it, your walls clenching so tight around his hard girth with each thrust. “Mark..” you warned with a whimper, your fingers gripping and digging into his back as each stroke yanked you closer and closer over pleasure pier. The only thing you got from him was a grunt of ‘I know’ and the accompaniment of harder and quicker thrusts.

In a matter of seconds you came undone, clenching to your significant other as you shook through your orgasm. Proceeding to ride out your high, Mark slowed his pace down before pulling himself out, falling down onto your heaving chest.

Instead of a long silence, you heard Mark break the thick air with his soft chuckle. “Well.. that was fun..” the boy hummed in his childish tone before leaving a few lazy kisses on your skin. You gave him a small slap on his back for the comment.

“I swear I won’t walk straight in the morning..” you groaned out, brushing your sweaty hands through his messy hair.

“Ha,” mark mocked before shifting up to give your jaw a gentle kiss. “I’d push for round two in the shower.. but I doubt you could even stand for it.” He teased with a snicker.

“Oi! Bitch bet. Just.. just give me five minutes.” You muttered, pushing his face away playfully from yours.

“Oh that’s a bet, your ass got off like what? Nine times? And I haven’t gotten off-properly- once?” He asked in a clear teasing matter before rolling above you only to pamper his kitten with kisses. “Five minutes.” He told you with his sleazy grin.

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lachimolala-is-love-and-life · 3 years

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Discussing having kids/ Talk to start a family

Lim Jaebeom

2021 was a year full of surprises and news, especially for me and my boyfriend Lim Jaebeom aka Jayb, leader of the Got7. At the beginning of the year the members of the group decided to leave the agency of JYP to focus more on their new solo career by releasing albums where they put all their passion and still work for a future album signed exclusively Got7.

Now Jaebeom works for Higher Music, one of Jay Park’s agencies, which gave the possibility that he deserved to expand his art in the musical field, by releasing his album Somo: Fume and also giving him the opportunity to focus after years of waiting and sacrifices on our relationship.

When I met Jaebeom, I was very intimidated. It must have been his deep gaze or the fact that for most of the time he kept a serious expression when he had to ask me something, but as time went on he began to soften more and more.

Who knew the great leader Lim Jaebeom could be a giant teddy bear.

Will its sweetness come from the industrial amount of mint and chocolate ice cream that devours each time you have the opportunity that closes in your office at our house when you work?

I don’t know, but I can confirm that now it’s my own stuffed animal to scramble and hold on to like a koala whenever I want, which is practically always. Now we sit together on the sofa and enjoy the well-deserved relaxation, pampering each other with Nora lying at our feet.

"How quiet. I don’t want to get up. I’m so comfortable here" - he told him as I rubbed my face on his chest - "The two of us. The calm and finally we can spend some quiet time together"

He chuckled away as he gently stroked my hair, "You know, baby. I was thinking about something. We’ve been together for five years now, and despite everything, our relationship is stronger than ever. I was thinking... but what if there was another presence in this house?"

"What do you mean? Another cat? But you already have five cats " I laughed.

"I didn’t mean another cat, but..." he interrupted the sentence while he began to look me in the eye to try to communicate to me something he couldn’t say.

A light bulb goes on in my head. "Wait, you mean...a baby?"

He took my face in his hands, "Well, I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a mini me or a mini you hanging around the house. Now that I can finally dedicate myself to you, I think I can give some of my love to a little Lim. What do you think?"

He looked at me with a pleading look. We actually spent more time together, we were both doing well financially, and then it wouldn’t hurt to have a little version of us crawling around our house.

I looked at him smiling and - "When do you want to start?"

He gave me a huge smile and he held me tightly in his arms.

"Even now my little girl" kissing me passionately on the lips.

Mark Tuan

Mark and I have always gotten along as a couple and it has brought us up to date to have four years of very strong relationship behind us. I had been working as a make-up artist for the Got7s since their debut and my eyes as a lover always aimed at Mark and I was impressed when he found out that he felt the same way when I asked him out.

Towards the end of January he decided to return to Los Angeles to his family because it had been too long since he had seen them. He proposed that I go with him, but with my work it was too complicated, especially for the various controls due to the pandemic still current.

We call each other a lot, and that’s what we were doing right now while I was on the bed with my legs crossed, wearing his sweatshirt. His perfume was still there, giving me the feeling that he was here next to me.

I missed him a lot, but I was gonna give him some big news today.

"Hey, baby. How’s it going in Korea?"

"It’s all right, Markie. Today I had to take care of the makeup of some Stray Kids members for their new Mv and JYP is the exact same asshole. I miss taking care of you guys," I said with a little pout.

If I still worked at that agency it was because of the friendships I had made in those years, but mainly because in this last period I needed money for the project I was going to communicate to Mark.

"I know love. Try to be patient. Me and the boys know how an idiot that man can be. Don’t give him any reason to put his feet on your head. You know?" he said to me with a smile that I immediately reciprocated.

"Mark I have some news". To my words an expression mixed with curiosity and happiness appeared on his face.

"Really? So do I! I have a proposal that has haunted me relentlessly this time of year and I want your honest opinion"

"A proposal?" I asked puzzled, "Is this about us?"

"Sure, but tell me your news."

I took a deep breath and..

"Mark in this last period I did a lot of overtime at JYP. I broke my back and I came home many times exhausted and I was very stressed. But there is a reason. Mark, now I finally have the money to come stay with you in America, in Los Angeles. I had an online interview with a well-known American company last week and they hired me. WE CAN FINALLY BE TOGETHER".

On the news, a giant smile appeared in Mark’s face. "Oh my God. Really? Baby, you didn’t have to do this for me, but... I’m gonna have you back in my arms soon. I can’t wait."

"Eh eh eh eh. That’s right. I love you so much and I missed you so much" I answered while some tears began to form in my eyes. "Now tell me what you wanted to propose."

"You don’t know that this news makes me even happier because it goes hand in hand with what I’m about to ask. My darling, I am asking you with all my heart.... Shall we have a baby together?"

Park Jinyoung

Jinyoung is the perfect guy. His beauty is comparable to a prince. At first glance it may seem cold and detached, but when you know him well you understand how sweet and kind of heart he is, he takes care of the people he loves, especially his little Got7 brats.

When I met him, I worked in a small bar near his former agency. It was a winter day when a group of seven boys decided to stop for a hot drink.

Fate wanted me to serve them, and when my eyes crossed that of Park Jinyoung, my heart trembled and I blushed a lot. He gave me a sweet smile and I noticed some redness on his cheeks.

The other members probably said something to him because when I went back to the bar they started teasing him and making jokes, but they also gave him the courage to come up to me for a few words and then end the day with his phone number saved in my cell phone.

Four years have passed since that day and every day I fall in love with it more and more. I don’t know what I did to deserve such a perfect partner. He’s sweet, helpful, and whatever the problem, he’s always trying to be there for me, no matter how much work he has to do.

If during a day I feel sad and he comes back over midnight, he sleeps with me comforting me with cuddling.

Everything is perfect, indeed it seemed. In this period of health I do not feel too well, many times I find my head in the toilet intent on vomiting everything I ingest.

And so it is now. Again with your face in the toilet and vomit the breakfast just consumed while Jinyoung hold my hair in a ponytail with one hand and the other that caresses my back.

"Love. I’ve already been a week and there’s no improvement. You need to see a doctor. You keep vomiting incessantly. Do it for me please, I’m so worried." I got up and walked to the sink to rinse my mouth. I crossed her eyes through the mirror and I could see her concern.

"Pick up the phone and make an appointment for me please." He smiled and picked up the phone in his hand.

After 20 minutes I was sitting on the couch with my cover in my pajamas. I felt really bad today and I didn’t feel like going to work.

Unfortunately Jinyoung had to leave because of the filming of the new drama "The Devild Judge" that forced him to stay away from me for a long time. Right now, I’m a fucking "cuddle researcher" because of the shitty health that forced me to sit on the couch or in bed and I missed him so much.

Jinyoung appeared dressed in a beige sweater and a classic brown trousers. Despite its simplicity, he was simply divine.

"Okay, honey. I called the doctor and you have an appointment with him this afternoon at 3:00 P.M. " He told me while he was fixing his sleeves " If you don’t feel like it you can safely call my sister for transport" said this gave me a kiss on the forehead and left for yet another day of shooting.

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During the meeting with Soo Young, one of the older sisters of Jinyoung with whom over the years I had created a strong bond. We were inside the medical office and the doctor asked me the symptoms that have afflicted me in the last week: nausea, headaches, fatigue and sometimes moments of extreme weakness.

"Miss, you and your partner have been sexually active recently," the doctor asked.

Embarrassed by the question, she nodded to him a little, especially because confused by this sudden question. In front of my boyfriend’s sister.

"I’m going to prescribe some blood tests for you to do. We think you might be pregnant."

"W-What?!!"

Jackson Wang

Jackson has always been a particular boy, but in a positive sense it is clear. He has this great power to make people love him easily thanks to his charisma, his humor and his good heart. Let’s not forget that he is also a crazy hottie. There is no woman in all Korea who is not enchanted by him.

If I may be honest at first I found annoying his side a bit childish and energetic. I’m more like the typical lonely girl who prefers to be in her corner with her calmness. But since my destiny crossed with that of the famous Jackson Wang, despite the initial annoyance towards his comparisons, I began to appreciate his company.

When I found myself alone, he was always there for me. If I didn’t want to talk to anyone and listen to my music with my headphones in peace, he stood by my side in silence, but with a huge smile on his face.

Now I’m here at his brother’s house with granddaughter Aimee celebrating our fifth year in the relationship. It sounds like a stupid expression, but with Mr. Wang as my lover, time passed very quickly.

I was in the kitchen with his brother while Jackson was busy playing with little Wang. While we were busy talking about random topics my gaze focused on the two who played in the living room with the small games of Aimee.

My heart filled with love as I watched Jackson take care of his niece with great joy and affection. He had a way with kids, and I’m sure he’d make a great father someday.

Jackson’s brother noticed my distraction and when he realized that my focus was on the two Wang cubs, he smiled.

"You know, the other day Jackson mentioned something to me."

I immediately turned to hear the voice of Wang Senior and waved with my hand to continue what he was saying, especially because I was curious to know what those two had said.

"He mentioned that he is looking forward to having in his arms the mini version of you and his and how much he wants to become a father, as his heart fills with desire as soon as I see a child. I know you’re not married yet, but now that the JYP business is over...I don’t know. Maybe you can grant her wish together"

You’re in shock, Jackson wanted to have a baby with me?

The heart throbbing with emotion because I never thought I would have a child with one of the most wonderful men in the world.

Noticing my silence, Jackson’s brother gently grabbed me by the shoulder and said, "I’m not forcing you to do this. Starting a family is a very important step, but I don’t know. Seeing my brother ready and sure to have a son of his own makes me realize that he is convinced of what he wants in his life and what he wants to have together with his partner who loves more than anything else in the world. I also know that you will be two super parents" said that made me a weak smile and went to play with his daughter and brother in the living room, leaving me with my thoughts.

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Jackson and I were driving home in his car. One hand was focused on the steering wheel while the other gently caressed my thigh. But inside I had a lot of thoughts and I kept dwelling on what Jackson’s brother told me about the baby. Were we really ready? Surely Jackson would have stayed by my side and would have been a great father.

Thinking of him with a child like him made me smile.

Jackson noticed my lack of attention to him.

"What is it that troubles you? Since we left I see you thinking and head elsewhere"

I looked at it. Yes. I think I want to take that extra step of importance and...

"Jackson, are we doing something crazy?"

He looked at me confused trying to understand what I had in mind.

"Jackson... let’s have a baby?"

He suddenly stopped and immediately took my hands, staring intensely into my eyes.

"Are you serious love? Aren’t you kidding me? Because if it is so it will break my heart and I love you and having a child of ours would be a dream for me. But if you want to wait I can understand. Tell me you’re not..."

I kissed him on the lips to make him stop talking.

"Jackson I love you too. I think that although we are still young, we are more than ready for this step. I am 100% sincere and I am also delighted to ask if you will do me the honor of being the mother of your children."

Jackson gave me a big smile and with tears in his eyes he answered me.

"Of course I do."

"Well, when do you want to start rehearsing?" I whispered in his ear in a seductive voice

"Oh baby. As soon as we get home, get ready. We wouldn’t leave our bedroom until I put my son inside you."

And with that, he resumed his car at great speed.

I think it’ll be fun to make this baby.

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smileysuh · 4 years

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a lil flipper

🌙 staring. Mark Tuan x afab!Reader

🔮 preview. you don’t think much of it when your boyfriend disappears from the adult table at a family event, but when little children start running around attempting very familiar backflips, you start to consider having a family of your own with the backflipper love of your life.

cw/ tw. breeding kink, fingering, unprotected sex, exhibitionism, guided masterbation, dirty talk, praise, degradation, etc... I pet names. baby (6), cock slut (1), daddy (2), etc...

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 3k

🍭 aus. established relationship, idol au, etc...

☀️ mlist + an. petition for mark to teach his children how to backflip

It’s nearly time for dessert when you realize Mark’s been gone for a while.

The fact that you’re not uncomfortable surrounded by Tuan’s is a testament to your relationship with Mark. The two of you have been dating for so long that you feel like you’re with your own family, even though, in reality, everyone at the event is technically Mark’s blood relative and not yours.

You were ecstatic to be invited to the family reunion, and now, amidst the family, you're confident that this is where you want to be.

You’re beginning to wonder where Mark is.

Before you can excuse yourself from your table, which consists of Mark’s immediate family, Mark slides into the seat next to you.

He looks out of breath, and his suit jacket is missing. His once crisp white dress shirt is no longer pristine, instead it is slightly rumpled. The sleeves are rolled up to Mark’s elbows and his hair is a little disheveled.

In a less secure relationship, you may have wondered if Mark is cheating. Luckily, you’re confident in his love for you, and instead, your mind scrambles for a way to explain his appearance.

“Where were you?” you whisper, leaning in as Mark’s arm goes around the back of your chair.

“Uh...” He smiles at you, licking his lips, and you can tell he’s about to lie.

You sigh, rolling your eyes at him, “fine, keep your secrets.” you say, deciding not to push the subject.

The lull after a wonderful dinner is over, the catering team hired for the outdoor event begin to bring out dessert.

Your table talks about family gossip. It’s nice to be around Mark’s family, to have both of his sisters there. There’s a designated ‘children’ table for all the kids under the age of twelve, it’s somewhere on the property, far enough away to give Mark’s sister time to relax without her children.

Just as you’re thinking about how pleasant it is to be in the evening warmth as the sun sets, there’s a loud scream, then crying.

Everyone turns to find the source of the noise, moms at multiple tables jumping to their feet and reaching for purses containing bandaids and snacks.

Two kids are standing near the house, young boys. You think they’re the kids of some of Mark’s cousins, but you’re not sure.

One child is on the ground, and you watch a woman run over and demand an explanation from the older male child who is still standing.

You hear the distinct term ‘wall flip’ and immediately you look towards Mark. His skin is just turning red and he runs a hand through his hair, “crazy kids.” he says, picking at his cake with a fork.

The children are escorted to a table with their mother and everyone goes back to dessert. Conversations pick up again, and once more, peace blankets the event.

The kids table is starting to get a little rowdy as parents walk between tables. Some kids have ditched their ‘nice’ outfits, while others are sporting major grass stains on white linen pants.

Your eyes land on a group of kids doing odd half roll somersaults. Then a group of children run over to your table, “Mark!” they scream, all eager for your boyfriend’s attention.

“Slow down, guys, say hi first, this is Y/N,” Mark introduces you to the group of children, going through a list of six names that you can’t possibly remember, and the children don’t seem to care about being identified either.

Their eyes are alit with excitement, and the eldest boy, who can’t be more than ten, grabs Mark’s arm, “Mark look!” Then he steps back and does a flip.

Your breath is caught in your throat for a moment, panic taking over your body at the close proximity of the child to the table, on which he could hit his head, or knock over a knife, or-

The boy lands awkwardly on the grass, tumbling a little before correcting himself, beaming at your boyfriend.

“Wow Mark,” Mark’s sister says awkwardly, “you taught the kids to do backflips. At our family reunion.” She’s obviously not very impressed.

“Yeah-” Mark is trying to act like a mature adult while simultaneously wanting to show enough enthusiasm and support for the kid that just successfully did a flip.

“I think your flip was super cool.” you step in, showing support for the kids, Mark, and his antics, “just be careful not to hit your head if you flip to close to tables okay?”

The kids nod, “we’re gonna go do some flips down by the pond!” they tell you before running off.

“We should probably go make sure they’re okay right?” Mark asks, looking for permission to go with the kids and do more flips.

With a smile, you and Mark excuse yourself from the table. Mark’s fingers link with yours and he gives you a soft squeeze, then the two of you walk down towards the pond where the kids should be.

You find a nice place to sit in the grass, Mark’s nieces curling up against your sides while Mark demonstrates how to flip.

Time goes by, the sun begins to set, and you continue to sit and watch your boyfriend goof around with the kids.

You’re not thinking about anything in particular, just watching, just enjoying the sight.

Things begin to wind down and as the sun finally disappears, you find yourself on your way home with Mark.

“I think it’s cute that you showed those kids how to do flips.” you tell Mark, eyes down on where your fingers are still interlocked even whilst he drives.

Mark smiles, “really? I was worried you and my sisters would get mad at me.”

“Mad? Mark, you just taught twelve kids how to do back flips. I think Jackson’s going to be pissed that you didn’t make him your plus one.”

Mark laughs, staying quiet for a few moments. You can tell something is on his mind. He swallows thickly, sneaking a look at you when you come to a red light, “I think... I think I want kids.”

You register his words. You know Mark wants kids. You’ve talked about it before, not seriously, but enough to know that kids are on Mark’s life agenda.

“Like...” Mark takes his hand away from yours, and you’re about to protest when his fingers slide over your thigh, pushing your dress up to gain access to your bare skin, “I think I want kids now.”

His fingers brush against the wet patch of your panties and he chuckles, “fuck princess, what’s got you so worked up?”

“You,” you nearly moan, biting your lip between your teeth, “seeing you with those kids- I want a baby too.”

You notice the way the car speeds up and your go to close your legs, but Mark refuses to remove his hand from your core, “close your eyes princess.” he tells you.

“Mark, the road-”

“I’m just trying to get us home faster baby, close your eyes, you trust me right?”

You sigh and close your eyes. He better not pull this unsafe shit with you once you have a baby or you’ll have to fight him.

He slides your panties to the side and you wait eagerly for his fingers. One of his digits presses gently to your clit, drawing small circles. He rubs your slick around your entrance, then slides a digit into your heat.

Mark is quick to add a second finger. He begins to pump his fingers in and out of your slick, curling, he’s just about to hit the spot when-

“Fuck,” he mutters, pulling his finger out of your pussy as soon as it had entered, and your eyes snap open, you’re at the last left turn of the drive and Mark ‘needs’ both hands. You watch him quickly lick his fingers clean before placing both hands on the wheel, readying to turn. “touch yourself.” he tells you, “softly, you’re not allowed to cum.”

You whine but do as you’re told, your own fingers slipping down the front of your panties.

“Fuck, Mark, I’m so wet for you.” you moan, realizing that if he can tease you, you can tease him too.

Mark groans at your words, “yeah baby? What do you want me to do to you when we get home?”

“Everything.” you whisper.

“Tell me.” his voice is stern, low, aggressive. You love it when Mark dominates you.

“Want you to take me against the front door.” you tell him, sliding a second finger into your heat, “want you to fill me up, wanna make you cum over and over-” your voice goes higher as you work yourself closer to an orgasm.

Mark lets out a shaky breath, pulling the car into your driveway. He doesn’t even park the car in the garage, simply turns the car off and gets out.

You scramble to close your legs and get out of the car and are surprised when Mark opens your door for you, pulling you to your feet. His lips are on yours immediately, one hand grabbing your neck while the other goes for your hip, fingers digging into the material of your dress.

Mark presses his thigh up against your clothed core and you moan into his mouth.

Mark lets out his own growl, then he tears his lips from yours, grabbing your hand to drag you up towards the house. He slides the keys into your hands, forcing you in front of him so your back is pressed to his chest.

Mark’s breath is hot on your neck, “open the door baby.” he tells you, watching with a smile as you fumble with the keys. His lips begin to suck a mark into the skin of your throat, teeth teasing and making you gasp.

“Mark” you moan when one of his hands goes to kneed your breast. He tears the front of your dress down, exposing your bra, which he also pushes down to release your nipple, fingers pinching lightly.

It’s not lost on you that you’re still outside your house. Anyone could see you- you fumble with the keys, managing to unlock the door. Mark uses your body to push the door open, slamming you against it to close the door once you’re both inside.

His hand is once more at your throat, forcing your jaw up to look at him, “You like this baby?” he asks, his other hand going to your exposed chest, “like it when I touch you where anyone could see? On our doorstep,” he shakes his head at you, “what a little cock slut.”

You swallow thickly, “only for you daddy.”

Mark groans. You usually don’t call him daddy, but in this moment, the two of you are too deeply rooted in the idea of getting you pregnant to back down now.

his lips are back on yours immediately, body pressing yours to the door. He doesn’t even bother with the zipper on your dress, instead he just tears it off of you, ripping it up the middle.

“I’ll buy you a new one.” he tells you before latching his mouth around your nipple. You thread your fingers through his hair, moaning.

“Mark,” you whine, “Just fuck me.” you push the remaining fabric of your tattered dress down to the floor, leaving you in just your lingerie (sans bra, which Mark has also torn off your body) and heels.

Mark trails his lips up to yours again and you begin to fumble with the buttons of his shirt, eager to get it off. Once his shirt joins your dress on the ground, you turn your attention to his pants, undoing the belt at record speed before pushing your own panties down.

As soon as his cock is free, Mark pins your hands above your head. He pulls his lips from yours and you try to follow, but can only follow so far before you’re restrained by his hands. Mark grins at you, “sure you don’t want me to grab a condom princess?” he asks.

You wrap one of your legs around Mark’s waist, which is difficult with the position you’re in, “no condom, give me a baby Mark.”

Mark’s lips are soft on yours when he kisses you. He holds your hands above your head with one of his, his other hand is used to line himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing in.

His groan is shaky and low, “you feel so fucking good.” he tells you, letting go of your hands so he can get a better anchor, pinning you to the wall with his body. You immediately grab Mark’s shoulders, adjusting your angle just enough for-

“Fuck,” Mark slides into you even deeper, the head of his cock hitting a spot inside of you that has your tummy flip flopping.

“Oh my god right there!” you tell him, “Mark don’t stop!”

he sinks his teeth into your shoulder, pounding into your cunt over and over again, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. “fuck baby,” he groans against your skin, “I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that-”

“Mark just cum, cum for me-” you beg, unable to control the way your pussy is throbbing around Mark as you teeter on the edge, “please-”

“Want my cum princess?”

“Yes, fuck, fill me up-” you’re an incoherent mess, and when Mark reaches between your bodies to press his fingers against your clit, the chord in your stomach snaps and you cum around him.

Your moans fill the room and Mark presses his lips to yours, silencing you as his thrusts get jerky, his own orgasm hitting him.

You’re left panting against each others lips, and after a moment, Mark giggles. Then you laugh, “you ripped my dress.” you tell him.

“i did.” he untangles your leg from around his waist, looking down at your dress on the floor, “fuck,” he takes in your naked form and the high heels still on your feet, “you’re so sexy.”

Before he can kiss you again, you dance away from him, “i told you to fuck me against the door, but if we’re trying to make babies, I think we should at least go to the bedroom, don’t you?”

Mark smiles, following you.

“So what are you thinking, daddy?” you tease, crawling onto the bed and turning to look at him, “a boy, a girl?”

“A girl,” Mark says immediately, slotting himself between your legs, “hmm... but maybe a boy first, to take care of her.”

“She’ll have you, and six crazy uncles.” you remind him.

“True,” Mark is laying half on top of you, holding himself up, but pressing kisses all over your face whenever he feels like it.

“I hope she has your nose.” you tell him.

Mark shakes his head, “no, my nose is too big-”

“Your nose is perfect,” you tell him sternly, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose.

Mark looks like he’s about to fight you but then stops himself, shaking his head and beaming at you, “I can’t believe you want to start a family with me.”

“Of course I do.” you melt, brushing your fingers across his face lovingly.

Mark watches you for a moment, then sits up. You grab at him, trying to pull him back down, “Marrrrk-” you whine.

“Give me a sec.” Mark laughs, tearing himself from your grabby hands, “let me put on some pants.”

“Pants?! what about babies?!” you sit up in confusion.

“Here,” he tosses you one of his shirts and you begrudgingly slide it on, sitting up in the bed to watch your crazy boyfriend pull some joggers on.

“Are you... going for a night jog?” you ask.

Mark laughs. Once his pants are on, he approaches the bed again. He leans in to kiss you and you close your eyes, smiling into it. That’s when you realize he’s grabbing at something near his pillow on his side of the bed.

“Mark?” you open your eyes as he kneels next to the bed, holding a small box in his hands.

“I’ve been wanting to ask you to marry me for a while, and now that we’re talking babies-”

“Yes.”

“Let me finish,” Mark giggles, opening the box to reveal the ring. It’s just like you’ve always dreamed of, you wonder if one of your best friends told him what you’d like, “now that we’re talking babies,” Mark continues, “I want to be married to you too, I want to know that we’re doing this together, i want to be able to call you my wife.”

you feel your entire body swelling with emotion, can feel tears leaving your eyes before you can stop them. “hey, don’t cry,” Mark brushes his thumb across your cheek, “was it that bad?”

You shake your head at him, “Mark, i love you, it was amazing, yes, a hundred times yes-” Mark slides the ring onto your finger and then he’s kissing you. He collapses on top of you again, lips hot against yours, but the two of you can’t stop smiling.

Mark finally gives up, burying his face in your neck.

You’ve never been this happy in your life. Mark moves down to your tummy, pushing the shirt up. He presses a kiss to your tummy, “Can you imagine having a baby in here?”

You groan, “oh yeah, would be so sexy,” you say sarcastically.

“It would be!” Mark insists, pressing more kisses to your skin, “you’d be growing a lil flipper Tuan.”

“A lil flipper?” you laugh.

“Yeah, he’s gonna be the coolest kid on the block, flipping off shit-”

“So it’s a he now? I thought you wanted a little girl?”

“I guess I want both.” Mark shrugs.

“Then I guess we better get to work huh?”

Mark grins, his kisses going lower to tease one of your hip bones, “guess we better.”

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If You Love Me | pt.2

🌹Fluff/Smut (18+ MA) Part I 🌹Black Female Reader x Mark Tuan 🌹language, highly descriptive sex scenes, spit-play, neck area, ear area, mentions of marriage 🌹word count: 10,147 🌹After months of absence, Mark surprises you with a getaway trip to the Mediterranean, but his hidden agenda unveils a life-changing surprise that alters your relationship forever. 🌹Ya'll really got this to 20 notes 😭I really didn't expect it 'cuz I felt like the story was way longer and wasn't as well written as Butt-Naked at The MGM✨ (which ya'll have been running TF UP) I don't know what to say other than thank you. Writing Smut again has been therapeutic in a strange way. I will continue writing female-focused consensual and SAFE smut for K-pop h0es!!! Much love. 📢I will be taking a short break from my main boo, Mark Tuan (we're not breaking up I swear) Just have some other K-pop daddies I have been neglecting. If you are a fan of #KARD you might be seeing a BM fantasy coming soon. 👀

~ The Next Morning

You woke up to the warmth of bright sunlight hitting your face.

You had slept so soundly that you felt fully rested, instead of exhausted from being awake late the previous night. As you recalled the events of the night before, a sleepy smile appeared on your face. Memories of how your incredible prince treated you like a princess would satisfy anyone's needs, but your biggest gain was just that you got to spend some quality time with him. You reached out to the opposite side of the bed, hoping to touch the skin of your man, only to feel the crinkle of cold sheets in return. Mark was not in bed.

You immediately frowned, got out of bed, and pulled one of his shirts over your bare body. It was slightly too big for you but being engulfed in his smell after months of not being able to touch him, was utterly satisfying. Just as you stumbled out of the room and made your way down the stairs, the smell of hot, fresh breakfast filled your nose.

You walked to the kitchen and saw Mark's toned back facing you. You quietly inched closer behind him, hugged him by the waist, and poked your face to his side.

"Hey you," Mark greeted you with a grin.

"Hey," you smiled back.

"Good Morning," he turned to you and gave you a morning kiss. "Looks like I'm not the only one with a good pair of sneaky hands."

"Not sorry," you gave a devilish grin.

"Sit down, I just made us breakfast," Mark told you as he pulled the omelets off the skillet with a spatula and placed each delicately on their own plate.

"Thank you, Markie. You didn't have to do this." You said, sitting on the barstool stool at the island. "But since you made me stay up and took the energy out of me last night, I guess it's well deserved."

He sets a glass of orange juice in front of you.

"You're so dramatic," He chuckled.

"You mean super cute?" You asked through a pout.

Mark's adorable laugh filled the kitchen.

When the last plate was on the counter, you returned to your seat and gave him a cheeky smile. Mark barely resisted the urge to kiss right then and there as he covered his laughter with a quiet sigh.

"Now can we eat?"

"Of course, thank you, Mark. This looks amazing."

"No problem, love." He pulled his stool closer to the counter and sat next to you.

You both finished your breakfast quietly while playing footsie until Mark broke the silence.

"So, are you excited for the trip?" he smiled at you.

"Yeah, especially since I had no idea I was even going on a trip in the first place. Are you gonna give me any clues as to where we are going?" You said, playfully pouting your bottom lip.

"No, it's a surprise, remember? You just have to be patient. We leave the day after tomorrow, so start packing."

You smiled at him, satisfied with his answer. As he sat up, still chewing his last bite, you just stared, taking in everything about him. He had such a genuine personality and you loved it, so you continued, watching his concentrated expression. He finally looked at you, his intense gaze boring into you. The edges of his eyes crinkled as his lips stretched into a smile. God, he was beautiful.

"Now why do you keep staring at me like that?" He laughed.

"Like what?" You asked innocently.

Mark knew you well. His words only said 'stop,' but his eyes didn't match. He couldn't say no to you. He could deny it all he wanted, but you knew him too well to know that he liked it. Suddenly the atmosphere became tenser, and heat pooled in your stomach when you remembered how he looked down at you last night in the shower. Your eyes almost glossed over, and you immediately bit the corner of your lip.

"If you think that by staring at me like that you can convince me to do something, then you're wrong," he grabbed both plates and placed them in the sink.

"Mmhm, whatever, you love it," you teased, sticking your tongue out at him.

Mark walked back over to you, his hands found your waist and pulled you close.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he got closer to you.

"I haven't got enough of you yet," he breathed before taking your lips into a slow and passionate kiss. His body pressed against yours, not leaving any room between you. Mark broke the kiss by nibbling your lower lip.

He slowly licked the path to your ear and whispered, "Tell me what you want..."

You cradled his head closer. "I want to know where the fuck you're taking me on vacation." You moved your hands away from his neck as you dashed up the stairs, giggling.

"Come back here!" He jokingly called from downstairs and a few seconds later, his footsteps could be heard bounding up the stairs. Before you knew it you felt Mark's arms wrap tightly around and lift you in the air.

"Shit!!"

You giggled as he threw you both on the bed, running his nose along your neck and collarbone.

"So are you going to tell me where we're going?"

Mark buried his face into your chest and spoke in a muffled voice, "Not telling," The vibration from his voice sent tickles into your body, causing Mark to look up and laugh.

"You're just too cute." He reached for your cheek, cupping it with his hand and gently brushing your skin.

You say "I'll be even cuter, after hearing where we're going." You wiggled your eyebrows.

Mark groaned. He could see that you weren't completely persuaded, so he slowly walked over to the nightstand next to your shared bed and opened its drawer. After an anxious few seconds of shuffling around, Mark pulled out a red envelope.

"What's that?" You asked as he walked towards you.

"Our flight info. That's all you're getting out of me. No more spoiling the surprise."

You carefully took the envelope from his grasp as Mark stood over you. You unfolded the tucked sheet of folded paper and navigated the text until you saw his name. You read the location aloud:

Destination: LAX - SKG

You paused as your brows furrowed in confusion. "SKG?"

"That's Greece," Mark whispered, his gaze switching between your eyes and lips.

"Mark! Ahhhhhh!!!" You yelped before launching onto him, almost sending him flying back. He looked up at you and let out a laugh. "Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

You planted sloppy, wet kisses across his face before his hands slipped from under him and he fell back against the mattress with you.

"I'm glad you like the surprise." Mark looked up at you with a wide grin, showing off his pearly white teeth.

You blushed. "This is romantic, Markie."

You nuzzled your nose against his. He reached his hands up and interlaced his fingers with your own.

"Seven days, just the two of us, with a beautiful beach and breathtaking scenery."

"A whole week alone...? Mark...do you realize what you're saying? No cameras, no schedules?" You say sarcastically.

"I know. I'm just as excited as you are. There's no rush, we can take things as fast or as slow as we'd like to. We can sightsee and take pictures and eat tons of delicious food." Mark grinned.

You chuckled in response as Mark placed a kiss on your cheek.

"But honestly," Marks lifted his head and turned his eyes from you. "I don't care who sees us together." He stopped, blushing slightly, "I doubt any fans will see us in Greece, but even if they do, I want you by my side. Not ten feet behind me."

He reached up and stroked your cheek, slowly running his thumb against the dark tint of your skin.

"I'd love that, Mark." Your heart was beating fast, and you could feel your blood thumping through your veins. Your palms felt slightly clammy and a flush of warmth rushed to your cheeks. Mark's confession was adorable to you, even though it sounded like something a child would say, Mark did so in a way that could make you melt like gooey caramel. His words radiated sincerity and you couldn't contain the flutter in your stomach, let alone hide the stupidly happy expression on your face. After spending the morning curled up with Mark and marathoning a slew of series on Netflix, you both finally got a well-deserved nap.

The anticipation leading up to the trip to Greece had been building for days, and you were filled with a restless excitement that lasted throughout the entire sixteen-hour plane ride. As you landed in Thessaloniki, the view was truly breathtaking. You were immediately struck by the explosion of colors, mountains, and gorgeous buildings that surrounded the plane. Everything was so unlike anything you had ever experienced before.

You were able to pass through customs quickly, and the moment you stepped outside, the warm Mediterranean sun hit your face. You were greeted with a colorful array of sights, sounds, and smells. Mark was holding your hand, and you felt his grip tighten as you squeezed his hand in excitement.

"We're finally here," he said, smiling.

"Mark, this is incredible."

"Come on, let's get our luggage and go. We have a car waiting for us."

Mark led you to the luggage claim, and you quickly found your bags. He insisted on carrying them as the two of you made your way out of the airport. Outside, a driver was waiting for you, and he helped load your luggage into the trunk of the car. You and Mark climbed into the back seat, and the driver started the engine.

As your driver made her way to the property, you felt Mark's warm palm clasp perfectly with yours, like a puzzle piece. It was a small gesture, but it made you feel a sense of completeness that hadn't been felt in a long time. Mark drew a long, meaningful gaze into your eyes, and for a moment, everything else seemed to fade away. You felt your heart race as Mark leaned in, closed his eyes, and gently kissed your warm lips. It was a moment that you would never forget, and it was just the beginning of what would be an unforgettable trip.

As you pulled up to the house, you were in awe. You have found yourself far from the busy city of Thessaloniki, to the more intimate beach town of Ayía Triás. The beach house that Mark had rented was beautiful. Stucco walls coated a one-story tan house. An archway led you inside the entryway from the courtyard. A terrace filled with white wicker furniture had a glass cocktail table with a large umbrella for shade. Even better was the location. Although the house was directly on the beach, it provided seclusion and privacy that made the island feel as though it were the only place in the world. From where you were standing, there wasn't a single cloud in the sky.

"So, what do you think?" Mark asked with a big grin on his face.

"I can't believe this is where we are staying."

You were dumbfounded as the two of you made their way inside. This area of the house was decorated with bright modern colors, shades of teal and white reflected in the decoration and furniture. In the middle of the living room area was a large sectional couch facing the back terrace and a sparkling pool.

"My good friend's family owns the property, and they often rent it out to their friends and family," Mark said as he placed the suitcases next to the entryway. "Since we are visiting during a non-seasonal time of year, there was no issue with me renting it."

"It's gorgeous Mark." You wrapped your arms tightly around him, giggling with delight.

Mark slid his arms over your shoulders, bringing your body close to his and returning the embrace. He took the opportunity to whisper into your ear.

"There's so much I want to see with you here." He started with his eyes fixated on you, not even a second without glancing.

"Me too," You said in-between a yawn. "But we should get some rest after that long plane ride."

He nodded in agreement before yawning himself. "Let's check out the bedroom."

His fingers danced lightly across your shoulders as he gestured for you to lead the way. You walked across the glossy wood floor to a spacious master bedroom where you quickly dropped all of your heavy bags. You eyed the large, king-sized bed, adorned with a deep coffee frame and fluffy linen sheets. Mark was close behind and once you saw him enter the doorway, you immediately peeled off your jeans and shirt, exposing your lacy underwear set.

Mark stopped midway as his eye caught you stripping, and he watched you confidently discard your top and bra. He glanced at your body from behind. His stare was obvious, and you couldn't help but smile to yourself. Once you were bare, you carefully folded your clothes, and you neatly stacked them in a small pile beside your suitcase.

Mark appeared in your peripheral vision with his eyes gazing all over your beautiful caramel-colored skin. "We should take a nice, long shower, don't you think?"

You giggled softly as he placed his hands on your warm thighs, tracing small circles with the pad of his thumb. The warm pads of his fingers felt nice as he slipped his fingers slowly into the thin fabrics of your underwear and gave a firm squeeze to your bottom.

"Yes, we should. But I think you may be talking 'bout something else." You smirked and bopped his nose. "You know we're both too tired for that."

Mark groaned, sounding almost pouty, and pulled his fingers away.

"You really kill a guy's vibe sometimes." The mischievous glimmer in his eyes showed how much he loved teasing you.

You both took a shower before you jumped on the bed, stealing one of Mark's bigger shirts to wear to bed and tucking your hair inside your bonnet. As Mark stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, it hung past his hips, resting just below his v-line. Mark strolled over to his duffle bag, letting you eye his still-damp body glistening in the late afternoon light.

"Which side of the bed you want?"

Without taking your eyes off him, you moved to the side closest to the window and let your head fall back on the cloud-like pillow. His abs flexed as he bent over and searched through his bag for a new pair of boxers to wear. Just the way his muscles moved under his skin enticed you so much.

"Do you plan on staring for the rest of the night?" he chuckled.

"Maybe," You curled your body, letting the cover bounce off you with a quiet rustling. "Just admiring the view."

Mark threw the wet towel into the hamper before sliding into a pair of his Calvin's and turned off the light, leaving the room to glow orange in the evening light. Allowing yourself to melt into the mattress, the thick duvet and soft pillowcase cradled your head like a cloud. With Mark tucked warmly under the covers, you instinctively moved towards him until you felt his body heat coming from his pillow. Mark smiled in the dark and mirrored you, shifting to his side, tilting his head slightly down, and his chest grazed the skin between your shoulder blades.

"Thanks for going on this trip with me," Mark spoke lowly.

"Well, it's not like I had a choice", You joked. "You most definitely planned a whole trip without my knowledge."

Mark scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Stop pretending that you didn't enjoy the surprise."

"Of course I did," You smiled. "But next time, ask before you make a trip or whatever,"

"Okay fine, but then it wouldn't be a surprise anymore would it?" Mark said matter-of-factly. He leaned forward and planted his heart-shaped lips on your cheek. You swatted your hand in a half-hearted attempt to push him away before surrendering to his warm embrace. He brought his nose to the crook of your neck and started to place slow kisses on your flesh.

"But seriously, it means a lot that we're here together." He reached forward and caressed the skin on your arm.

You could feel his muscles tensing and relaxing under his skin as you drew your hand slowly up and down his arm, not a word came to you, so you shifted your gaze up to Mark, to see his heavy-lidded eyes studying you.

"There's no one else that I'd rather be with." You finally mustered up a whisper.

His hands found their way under the shirt, and Mark dragged his fingertips across your abdomen, feeling your warm soft skin against his palms. Mark teasingly tugged at the bottom hem of your shirt before his hands began to slide underneath it slowly.

"Baby.." a soft gasp escaped his lips. "No panties?" Mark stopped for a moment with widened eyes.

"Oops, Must've forgotten to slip it on." You said nonchalantly.

Mark ached against you through his clothes and groaned. "You're making it so hard to keep my hands off you..."

"And…why would you be stopping yourself?"

"I kinda want the next time to be a little more... special." Mark gave a gentle smirk. "Maybe after a nice dinner date on the beach or something," he whispers, planting another kiss on your neck.

You hummed in response to his soft lips against your skin, but you were also confused. What exactly was this 'surprise'? A romantic Mediterranean getaway on a hidden cove already sounded like the most special thing. It didn't make any sense, but a part of you felt giddy and flustered just thinking about it.

"Hmmm...okay," you said, playing along. You were already content, as Mark remained curled against you.

"Besides, It's not like I get many dates with my girl, right?"

"No, you're right." Your smile faded. You were painfully aware that Mark is an idol, and his relationships are heavily scrutinized, especially his dating life. Mark was fairly reserved, but you knew that his dating life was a topic that fans liked to dig into. You had witnessed firsthand how news about Mark would go viral within the Korean fan base and how the articles would get wilder as they evolved with speculation. Some of his fans were eager to paint any potential dating partner of Mark's as someone ready to take advantage of Mark's money or popularity. It hurt you sometimes to watch this unfold in front of you and Mark, but Mark didn't allow fans' speculation to faze him.

Mark squeezed the skin on your hips before speaking, his deep and sultry voice echoed through the room. "I’ll give you your next surprise tonight, then." Mark's warm voice returned you from your thoughts.

What?

You lay there and processed the thought until you felt Mark's long arms wrap around your torso and pull you snugly against his well-toned chest. You melted back into him as Mark nuzzled his chin atop your shoulder, pulling you into a loose, comfortable spoon. A sense of joy filled your heart and you were incredibly content with how your relationship was moving with Mark. You enjoyed his companionship and felt happy anytime he was close by.

"I love you." His voice was a whisper.

"I love you too."

Mark smiled against your hair and tightened his hold for a moment, then relaxed. The sound of waves lapping at the beach soothed you, and you closed your eyes, allowing the tiredness from traveling to take you.

After an hour or so of dozing off, you were awakened by the softness of Mark's lips on your cheek. "Wake up sleepy-head."

His voice was low, husky. You looked at the clock which read 4:45 pm. As your vision adjusted to the dim light, you propped yourself on your elbows, pushing the duvet off your shoulders, while blinking away the sleep from your eyes. Mark chuckled lightly to himself as he got up from the bed.

"Let's go into town and explore a little before our beach date later." He urged, playfully dragging you out of bed by your ankles.

"Can we nap a bit longer?" You smiled at him and patted the space next to you.

Mark groaned and resisted your tempting offer for snuggling. "If we fall back asleep, I'd rather it be during the sunset on the beach, cuddling."

A yawn left your body at the thought of lying lazily in Mark's arms until you heard Mark mention cuddling. It sounded great, and the idea of stretching in the sunset beckoned you.

"Sunset?" You mumbled. "...Fine."

Grudgingly, you pushed yourself out of bed and made your way into the bathroom, but not before stealing a quick kiss from Mark on the way. You freshened yourself up, fixed your hair, applied some makeup, and slipped into a sundress. When you stepped back into the bedroom, you realized that the sky was now a vibrant shade of orange.

As you peered outside the windows, you could see Mark standing in the courtyard, gazing up at the sky. He wore a pair of loose shorts and a loose white linen button-up with the top two buttons undone. There was something about seeing him in white that struck you differently. It made him look angelic, almost angel-like, and you couldn't take your eyes off him. He stood tall in the courtyard with his hands clasped behind his back, and you had a perfect view from the window in the hallway. You stood there for a few seconds, completely mesmerized. Mark eventually caught a glimpse of you in the reflection of the window and spun around with a big grin on his face. With a bright twinkle in his eye, he took a few long strides over to you, cradled your face, and kissed you passionately.

"You look so beautiful". His eyes were wide with wonder as he stared at you in the setting sky.

You blushed and pressed your cheek against his warm palms.

As Mark finished speaking, he looked down, removing his gaze from your face, seemingly searching for words. His gaze dropped down to your waist. Mark drew his hand away from your cheek and clutched the strap on the side of your dress. Mark traced the trim of your sundress with the pad of his thumb as you took a few steps forward. With one small step, you closed the distance between your bodies, feeling his heart beating in rhythm with yours as his toned muscles were pressed against your chest. The warm breeze blew through his hair as Mark's eyes met yours once more, taking your hand and squeezing it tightly. He started to turn away from you with a wide grin spreading across his cheeks, his bunny teeth peeking past his lips.

"Follow me," Mark said with a husky voice while leading you into the courtyard and outside the front of the house.

The air was warm, not too hot, as you both walked the stone road to your destination. The scents of fresh fish, cheeses, olives, and many more delicacies wafted through the air. Several charming shops seemed to beckon you. You passed by countless restaurants, bustling with energy and action. You both didn't know where to stop at first. All was so bright, beautiful, and new to you.

You and Mark did try many local delicacies, from bazali sigripeko- a roasted eggplant puree, krotzu- Greek pork belly, souvlaki- pork and/or chicken grilled on a skewer, melokoureto- a walnut and honey dessert, and horiatiki salad- a fresh, traditional Greek salad made with fresh vegetables like tomatoes, cucumbers, olives, onion, bell pepper, and feta cheese topped with oregano, olive oil, and black pepper. Throughout the entire time you and Mark walked around, Mark never let go of your hand. Before you knew it, it was well past six o'clock, and the sun was beginning to set.

"Ready to watch the show?" Mark stared out at the sea, his face outlined by the glow of the setting sun.

"Let's go," You squeezed Mark's hand.

The two of you walked back out of town, back towards the intimate comfort of your rented villa. Together, you followed a cobblestone walkway carved into the back of the house and led down to the beach. Your breath hitched when the water came into sight as it glittered a brilliant gold in the evening light. The surface was still and you could almost see each grain of sand beneath the reflection.

As you both reached the last few cobblestones, you set your shoes aside. Mark let go of your hand and looked you in the eyes. His gaze was intense, unyielding, and sent your pulse racing.

"Don't get mad at me," Mark's gaze didn't falter, "But I'm gonna give you your surprise now."

"Another one??" You rolled your eyes, secretly enjoying the ongoing spoiling. "You spoiling me a lot, babe." Mark approached you and wrapped an arm around you, leading you down the next couple of steps towards the ground floor.

"All worth it," Mark reassured. "Close your eyes." Mark chuckled, playing the guide. You obeyed and covered your eyes with both hands. Mark placed a hand on your back, leading you down onto the soft, fine, and warm sands.

You giggled lightly at the contrast of the warm sand to your skin. It felt so different to you as you savored each texture under your feet as they dug into the sand with each step. You loved the sounds and how it felt to be walking on sand.

"Where are we going?" A cool sea breeze blew around Mark and yourself, kissing your bare shoulders as it gently sent your sundress ruffling against your skin. Mark gently nudged you to stand still in one area.

"Okay open your eyes," Mark removed your hands from over your eyes.

You opened your eyes to see the beautiful view in front of you: an elegant setting on the cove, with a bottle of champagne on the white-clothed table, along with candles all around. Mark had even decorated the area with strings of fairy lights that hung around the poles for privacy, illuminating the table underneath the orange sky. You covered your mouth.

"Surprised?" Mark chuckled, gently nudging you. You spun to face him with wide, sparkling eyes and threw yourself into Mark's chest, hugging him tightly.

"Mark... this is... so beautiful". Tears began to well in your eyes.

Mark chuckled again. His chest rumbled as he wrapped an arm around your back in a comfortable snug.

Mark cleared his throat, pulling your attention back. "Okay, okay, don't go crying on me yet". His smile never faded as his arm left your shoulders and then gestured towards the table, allowing you to take a closer look. You slowly made your way over with Mark following behind. A silver bucket filled halfway with ice held a bottle of wine. The label read Dom Perignon Rose Champagne Gold Label Rosé- a famous champagne from Champagne, France. Your hands cupped over your mouth.

"Mark.. How much was this bottle of wine..?? It's super expensive".

"Nah, the label alone is expensive but the wine is like... I'm not gonna tell you the price. Knowing you, You're gonna scold me even more".

You slapped Mark gently on his shoulders a few times for spoiling you as Mark caught your wrists in his hand. "Hey, we got to celebrate". Mark silenced your scolding by planting a kiss on the back of your palm. Mark motioned for you to take a seat, which you gladly obeyed. The sun began to sink further into the ocean, painting the sky with its final shades.

Mark popped open the bottle poured a glass of sparkling rosé liquid into the two crystal glasses and handed it over to you before seating himself next to you.

Mark chuckled "Okay before I do the toast, stop. Just stare at that sky over there first."

You lifted your head to where Mark was referring to. Your lips slightly parted as you stared, mesmerized by how it glimmered a bright orange color in the sunset. A golden sparkle came off of each wave that crashed on the shore as the salty winds whipped through the atmosphere.

"The sunset is pretty."

"Yeah. Sure is pretty" Mark stared at you intensely, "The prettiest sight ever." Mark gazed upon your face, glowing in the evening light as his eyes took in every inch of your beauty. His eyes danced around every feature of your face; your eyes, lips, your cheekbones. He stared intently at your beautiful pink lips with a gleam of want and neediness in his eye as you snapped back to Mark. You realized that he was gazing upon you instead of the sunset.

You took another sip of the champagne, its bubbles tickling your nose. "This feels like a fairy tale..." You continued, "I'm having such a wonderful time with you. Thank you for this."

Mark looked thoughtful. "Don't thank me yet." You scrunched your face at Mark.

"You mean.. there's something else? Mark- How much did you prep-"

"Shhh," Mark shushed you by gently placing two fingers over your lips as you giggled. You were met with silence as you looked at Mark. He smiled softly and tipped his wine glass against his lips. "Remember when we first met?"

You raised an eyebrow at Mark, confused as to where Mark was heading.

Mark continued. "Remember that time... when we talked for the first time. It was during Jackson's birthday party in LA. You went as a plus one to one of his friends."

Mark took a quick breath before continuing, "I couldn't keep my eyes off you..." His words were filled with admiration, as his hand traveled to yours, rubbing soothing circles as your heartbeat raced at Mark's next words.

"And after the party, Jackson introduced me to you for the first time, you said my name with such... shyness, I wanted you so badly." Mark blushed heavily at his confession and squeezed your hand. "I'll never forget the way you stared at me... your beautiful eyes..."

His eyes met yours as your mouth parted, taking in what Mark confessed. Mark squeezed your hand tighter with both hands before continuing. "After the party ended, Jackson left but not before giving me the chance to be alone with you." Mark smiled wider. "And I drove you back to your friend's apartment."

You started to put the pieces of this long story together and smiled. Mark smiled back shyly and took another gulp before setting down the glass, reaching to play with the cuff of his sleeve.

"That car ride...we were both awkward at first, but we made good conversation and I thought you were so charming and funny. The more I got to know you, the more I wanted to hold you, to touch you-" Mark smiled warmly before blushing even more. "But I held it all in." Mark finally spilled, releasing the breath that he was holding back from a rush of excitement.

His words made your heart melt at his words, causing a rush of adrenaline to shoot through your chest. You bit down on your bottom lip and glanced down.

Mark gently took your palm into his, bringing you back to look into his deep brown eyes. "I had to be patient until I made my girl." Mark spoke slowly with a meaningful stare. “But I haven't quite made you my girl yet, huh?" Mark gazed into the sky with his deep brown pools while tightening his grasp around your palm, leaving no space between the two of you, now sitting side by side.

Mark shuffled in his pocket, met your gaze, his gaze intense, with want and love behind his eyes. His face, contorted with shyness and vulnerability as he parted his lips and uttered, "Will you marry me?"

Mark flipped open the black box to reveal a beautiful sparkling gold ring, with your birthstone resting in the middle. The sunset caught the reflection of Mark's face in the ocean waves as Mark anxiously awaited your answer.

You covered your lips again as happy, sweet tears began to cascade your cheeks. With a tremble, you managed out,

"... yes, I will". Mark let out a deep breath he had been holding in as you cried tears of joy. Mark quickly stood and threw his arms over your shoulders. Mark rested his hand on the back of your head, embracing you tightly in a firm, warm hug as tears began to flow as well. He quickly peppered loving, soft kisses around your ear and jaw as you both sniffed and chuckled. Mark quickly and gently lifted you in the air, spinning your body around as your toes left the sand below your feet.

"I was worried for a sec," Mark whispers before resting his forehead against yours after gliding the ring on your finger. "I thought I wouldn't be able to get the words out. You still make me nervous." Mark closed his eyes and wrapped both his arms around the back of your waist while staring longingly and passionately at your face, relishing your features as tears cascaded your skin.

"You were amazing, I loved it!" You lifted your finger admiring your ring in the light. "And, Mark, my ring, it's so beautiful.. I can't believe you remembered my birthstone." Mark blushed at your flattering remarks, bashfully lowering his head as you began to caress his cheek. You placed your nose under his as he intertwined his arms under your arms. With tears streaming down your cheeks, you whispered, "Mark..." He felt goosebumps instantly all over his body as he savored the sound of his name leaving your mouth.

Click!

Mark quickly turned his head with a sharp jerk toward where he thought he heard a familiar sound. Mark quickly shielded your face with his palm as he heard the constant snapping of what sounded like several pictures being taken. The once peaceful beach setting was suddenly disrupted by the presence of strangers taking candid pictures. They hid behind bushes as the clicking of their cameras began to ring in Mark's ear like a relentless pest.

"Shit…" Mark exclaimed and wrapped his arms tightly around you. "Cameras...".

"Hey," You placed your hands on his chest. "Don't worry about them." You briefly glanced over Mark's shoulders.

"But, our proposal pictures are going to be online..." Mark sighed. "This isn't how I pictured this at all". Mark pressed his forehead to yours.

"Mark," You tilted his chin so that your gazes met and lifted yourself to reach his height by tip-toeing. You kissed his cheek and planted soft kisses around the crook of his ear. "Let them," You whispered into his ear softly. "The love of my life just asked me to be his wife. Nothing can ruin this."

You ran your fingers up his nape and teased Mark by leaning in closer to his face, planting a soft, teasing kiss in between Mark's puffed lips as both of your eyes slowly shut. Mark smirked against your lips and let out a soft hum before pressing his lips forward for a brief moment. "C'mere wifey."

Without a second thought, Mark bent down and lifted you with two firm hands supporting the backs of your thighs; the soft sea breeze softly ruffled Mark's hair as he carried your body effortlessly toward the water. You squealed excitedly as you felt the cool water creep up to your waist as Mark held you in the water. His arms pulled you close enough that you could feel his racing heartbeat. You wrapped your arms around Mark's neck.

"I can't believe we're getting married..."

You blushed while resting your head against Mark's neck and wrapping your legs around Mark's torso under the waves, causing his neck to tense underneath your lips. Mark smiled, looking upward with glossy eyes as he cherished the sounds of your giggles. Mark felt the tightness in his chest grow more evident as the sun faded below the horizon. Your fingers ran themselves through the back of Mark's hair as the moonlight shone around your silhouettes. You felt your fingertips slightly brushing against the back of Mark's neck in a feather-like motion while feeling his shoulders rise and fall. You both waded in the water for a while, watching the last rays of sunshine disappear over the horizon. The clicks of the cameras faded out, neither of you even noticing they were there anymore. Mark looked down at you, his brown eyes sparkling in the last beams of light that were left.

"So are you going to stare at me all night?" You teased him.

"I can stare at my fiance all I want," Mark whispered into your neck as he continued embracing you, sending shivers down your spine. "Especially when she's this beautiful." Hearing the word 'fiance' coming out of his lips felt so surreal, and it left your heart hammering in your chest. Mark's words were accompanied by kisses trailing up your neck, tickling your cheek, and finally reaching the corner of your mouth, causing you to gasp. He pressed his mouth onto yours, kissing you deeply, pulling you as close to him as possible. His touch was no longer shy or hesitant but it became daring and confident. He kissed you gently, but passionately as if savoring the kiss. When you felt his tongue graze your lower lip, you parted your lips to invite him in. Your own eagerness stunned you.

You pulled away, flustered. A soft whimper of disappointment escaped your lips. It felt like you couldn't control your actions. He was slowly losing control too, and that was the thought driving you wild. You searched his eyes for confirmation and were greeted with a smile and a nod. You brushed your fingers across his face, tracing the outline of his jaw. Your body pressed flush against his. It was Mark's turn to moan now. The sound escaped him in a sexy husky whisper. "You're really pushing it, babe."

You felt him shift under you, tightening the hold on your body, as his hands slid further up your thighs in the water. Your own hands found his nape, allowing Mark to easily take control of the kiss. Your breath hitched for a second when his mouth began to descend across your cheek, to your neck again, placing heated, wet kisses behind your ear.

With Mark's arms snaked around your waist, he lifts you effortlessly out of the water and carries you back to the villa, away from prying eyes and the cool breeze of the beach, and back into the warmth of the house. You wrapped your legs around his waist, afraid to slip down. Mark's lips never left your neck and you buried your hands in his hair, drinking in his scent. He closed the distance between the beach and the front door quickly, holding you with one arm and gently pushing the door with his free hand. Clumsily he turned the doorknob and pressed on the wood with his shoulder. As soon as you were inside, the kiss grew hungry and eager. Mark slammed the door with his back, barely managing to keep you steady with one arm.

You both burst into the bedroom, still locked in a deep, passionate kiss. Mark lowers you onto the bed and pulls back slowly, breaking your kiss. You moan softly into his mouth at the sudden separation. With your breath quickened you scan your fiancé's face and take note of the fire in his eyes as he takes in your disheveled appearance. He wants you, that much is obvious, but this was different.

"Baby?" You breathed. "You okay?"

He looked at you with such reverence and then took a few breaths in and out before speaking. "I love you so much." His gaze meets yours as he places his index finger under your chin and strokes your cheek with his thumb, holding his hand in the place where it previously resided, before he breaks out in a breathtaking grin. "And now that you're finally my fiance, I can't stop thinking about making absolute love to you." His voice drops an octave and you swear you see his irises darken, before they slide up and down your body, stopping briefly at certain points to commit to memory. He crawls over you to wrap an arm around your waist, pressing your body against his.

"I don't wanna just fuck you tonight," You shivered at his breath against your sensitive ear. "Tonight, I'm gonna love on every part of you," Your toes curled at his words, as you clung to his shirt for support. His words are warm and you feel a gush of wetness spread across your already soaking underwear.

"I'm not gonna stop until you tell me to."

You shuddered.

Mark gently places his other hand against your cheek and draws closer until the warmth of his soft lips were mere inches away. He traced kisses down your jawline before pressing his mouth firmly against your lips. He was thorough and sensual, but there was also a hint of something deeper. It took a moment before it clicked - hunger, ravenous hunger.

"It was so hard looking at you in this dress," Mark said huskily, brushing his lips on your shoulder. "I almost didn't wanna leave the house after seeing you in it." Mark pushed your shoulder strap off your shoulders while eyeing you lustfully, holding your gaze.

"Take it off me then."

Mark complied without missing a beat; his soft fingers slowly pulled them down your shoulders, leaving goosebumps wherever he touched.

His mouth opened slightly while admiring what was in front of his eyes. His gaze was focused on your breasts while he bit his lip; the sight was enough to get you hot and bothered.

You laid there, on the bed, wearing nothing more than your panties, as his gaze devoured every part of you. His eyes settled for the moment on your breasts. The wide smirk on his face was apparent. He pressed himself down and buried his face between your chest and taking a moment to inhale the scent.

He couldn't control himself. The smell was so intoxicating that Mark attacked the underside of your breasts, trailing kisses across their sensitive flesh until his hot mouth reached your already hardened nubs and took them into his mouth one at a time. Your nipples were between his soft, wet lips, and every second spent pleasuring them got more intense by the minute.

His right hand reached for the other mound and gave it a light squeeze before taking it into his hand.

"Mmm...Mark..." you whimpered softly at his actions.

You writhe beneath him as your hips unconsciously thrust upwards, seeking some sort of contact. Mark gave one final kiss to the underside of each breast, leaving your hardened nubs swollen and coated with a sheen of saliva before turning back to your face. He hovered above you while holding himself up by his hands so his body wouldn't put all its weight down on you. He ran the tip of his tongue across his upper lip while savoring the look in your eyes - lust and need.

"Mm. Mm. Mm." He smirked, shaking his head a bit as he continued holding eye contact with you.

"Tease..." You glared, pursing your lips before you ran one of your fingers down his clothed chest, tracing the toned stomach that his thin white button- up did nothing to conceal.

He smiled lovingly at your reaction before removing his shirt by slowly inching it up his abdomen and pulling it over his head without breaking eye contact once during the entire process. You glanced downwards once it was discarded to one side. Mark lowered his hips down and pressed his toned body against you, placing one elbow on the mattress to support his weight.

"I haven't even started teasing you yet." He leaned into your ear, sending goosebumps down your neck. Mark shifted until his erection pressed against your heated core, and you couldn't help but close your eyes, inhaling sharply and clutching at Mark's bicep. His lips found yours for a passionate kiss while simultaneously grinding himself against your clothed center.

You moaned softly while throwing your arms around his backside, pulling him closer. The friction was almost unbearable; all this teasing made you feel as though you might explode.

Mark released your bottom lip and proceeded downwards while pressing butterfly kisses against every available patch of skin he could get a hold of. His soft lips traveled across your throat leaving a trail of fire burning everywhere they touched. You threw your head back onto the pillows as soon as they left. Your fingers dug deeply into the mattress with clenched fists.

His hand dipped underneath the thin fabric to cup your heated center. You instinctively bucked your hips upwards into Mark's hand as he brushed his fingers across your hot folds. You moaned softly, turning your face sideways as he pressed two fingers deeper into your sopping opening and began tracing circular patterns across your slit. Mark parted your slick lips with deft, slender fingers and pushed further until it was at the entrance to your tight core.

His index and middle fingers teasing your aching passage were driving you mad; a bit more than he already did with how sexy he looked. You leaned forward, trying to sink his fingers into your yearning core, only to have Mark remove his hand immediately and deny you further pleasure. He chuckled lightly.

"Not yet."

You whined, as his hand went up your side, up to your jawline. Mark grabbed your chin between his thumb and forefinger and forced your mouth open just enough for his tongue to enter. Mark dominated you easily with the way his tongue worked its way around yours. It was just like a dance that he knew by heart. As the kiss grew heavier, and more passionate by the minute, you felt his bulging hard-on throb in the confines of his pants, pressing against your leg, needing to be touched. Mark growled into your mouth as his hands traveled all over your body until they stopped at the thin, delicate band that sat on your waist.

"I wonder...just how wet you are for me." His hands circled around and hooked their way around the thin piece of fabric that separated your wet pussy from his bare hand and pulled, tearing it right off you before tossing it on the floor behind him with a smirk.

Your hands gripped Mark's muscular arms as your nails dug into the skin of his forearms, leaving marks behind in their wake.

Mark took advantage of the new freedom and pushed your legs apart and found your wetness once more. This time however, Mark plunged his middle and ring fingers inside, eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure escaping your mouth which was muffled by another searing kiss. You threw back your head against the pillows in response as Mark quickly moved his hand back and forth to increase stimulation while hitting the most sensitive points possible. His fingers drove you closer to your climax with each thrust before he removed them.

"Ah!" You cried out at his retreat, disappointed when his warmth was absent. You lifted your head off the sheets to see his face grinning evilly, his body looming over yours as he brought both soaked digits close enough for his tongue to brush against the tips. Mark pushed both fingers between his lips and slowly, sensually lapped up your juices in slow circular motions while maintaining eye contact with you until he was finished. You heard the clink of his belt being unbuckled, then he kicked his pants off and your eyes grew wide at what was in front of your eyes.

He took hold of your thighs and spread your legs, completely exposing you before his erection came into view, hanging over you. Mark traced his length, gripping it gently and gave a few, teasing strokes from the base to the tip until his cock glistened. Mark smiled smugly after noticing your face was flushed and eyes widened in anticipation. Mark stroked the tip against your folds, parting them and got some pleasure from the friction and he teased your entrance with slow, slow strokes. He knew how it turned you on. You bit on your lower lip to stop yourself from moaning, and Mark couldn't hold himself back. You whimpered again when Mark continued sliding up and down, over and over, without inserting it once, eliciting whines of frustration coming out of his fiancé's mouth as you looked at Mark through hooded eyes. Your expression gave way to desperation and want as you couldn't bear the ache any longer.

You thrashed wildly trying to get him to slip. You couldn't take it anymore.

"Mark please..."

He could tell, and Mark had mercy on you, pressing harder on your entrance and using his thumb to rub on the bundle of nerves that stood erect above you, making your body tremble.

Without warning, he slid inside, inch by inch slowly filling your walls and stretching them out till every little space had been stuffed with his length and you gripped him tightly, resulting in him letting out a gasp that turned into a deep, feral groan when he felt how tight you were around him. Mark watched carefully at his actions, trying to savor each moment of how his manhood disappeared into your core, seeing the juices squirting out whenever he pulled out slightly. His pace increased drastically the instant he sensed a familiar warmth coursing through every vein.

"Fuckkkkk," Mark exclaimed through gritted teeth after he was fully enveloped within your heat until you could feel his tip kissing at the entrance of your cervix. Once you were full and stretched open wide, you lay on the bed completely blissed out while you ached from the sudden intrusion. "Damn…babe" Mark said with labored breaths before his face buried itself on top of your neck so that both sides of it were smothered into your skin as he whispered, "Do you know…how much it drives me crazy…hearing those sounds you make?" His breath made you shudder, causing vibrations through his shaft.

"M-Mark...I.." You whimpered softly as his shaft grazed the delicate bundle of nerves on the way out and Mark dug his nails deeper into the smooth skin of your hips before slowly drilling all of his shaft back into you until he was hilt deep. Your legs were lifted over the crook of his arms and held in place against Mark's broad shoulders to provide more leverage while Mark continued thrusting you deeply. He bent his head down until his warm breath tingled against your skin and nibbled at the delicate skin of your collarbone between pants. Mark closed his eyes tightly every time you gripped tightly onto him. Your walls clung around him like he didn't have to withdraw. You continued clinging on tightly, relishing how big and delicious Mark was. It felt so amazing and breathtaking, that you couldn't control yourself anymore and you pulled him in closer by wrapping an arm around the nape of his neck. You pressed your face into the crook of his, your breath hot and fast on his skin.

"You feel so amazing, baby," He panted. "I don't know if I can keep going this slow…You feel too fucking good, " He grunted before breaking into another groan after thrusting roughly into your slick entrance. You held each other with one arm and clawed at Mark's muscular arm while your head pressed further into the crook of his neck, both savoring the feeling. Your other hand squeezed Mark's tight, muscular back as if he could go even further, while your legs stayed in place over his shoulders. Mark hissed when he felt your nails claw at his back which only made him snap his hip and start pounding into you ruthlessly, causing you to yelp with every thrust. A sense of fulfillment overwhelmed you as if your body had finally been deprived of what it desired for months and it felt as though his thick rod was enough to push you over the edge already.

Mark noticed your rapid breathing as his lips continued ghosting the sensitive skin behind your ears and his thrusts grew faster, much faster. His pace had become unstoppable. A new wave of adrenaline seemed to have taken over. He leaned in close and started suckling on the tip of your right nipple before taking the entire nub between his teeth while his large hand palmed your left mound. Your back arched off the bed once Mark's wet tongue grazed against the hardened nub and the new wave of pleasure washed over you; each bite, every touch seemed to cause you to gasp from immense pleasure.

Your body was on the verge of overcoming your senses and you dug your fingernails deeper, leaving a long trail of red marks down the muscular flesh of his back.

"M-Mark-" were all the words you could bring yourself to form before a string of moans and whimpers left your parted lips.

Mark closed his eyes tightly after he felt you tighten and grip onto him like never before and you instinctively rolled your hips slightly upwards, meeting Mark with every thrust.

He bucked his hip and continued pounding into you vigorously. Mark kissed down your neck until his plump lips reached the lower section of your jawline, suckling on it greedily until you cried out loud; each suck only caused Mark to moan loudly every time he felt the walls around his shaft pulsed along with your heartbeat while he continued pistoning into you and hitting deep inside you.

"Baby..." You begged. "Can we switch positions?" Your voice barely came out as more than a whimper. You wanted him closer. Mark responded with a chuckle that came out shakily, just like his arms. He was feeling weak. His rhythmic thrusting came to a halt and he pulled out slowly, earning a long sigh of regret coming from your lips while you witnessed a single strand of his hot seed leaked out and dripped onto the bed after he withdrew completely.

"Anything you want."

With Mark's aid, you turned onto your stomach and propped yourself up on both elbows before he placed both hands on your hips and pulled you into a kneeling position with your perked backside facing him. He guided you, holding onto your hips, lifting them to just the right height. Mark placed a single hand at the small of your back before delivering a string of kisses along your spine, causing your upper body to relax against the mattress. Mark moved closer until both of his knees brushed against the smooth skin of your inner thigh. Your hot center and swollen nubs pressed against the cool silk sheets, while you panted for breath after taking a few seconds to inhale a mouthful of oxygen. Your heart began racing wildly inside your chest when you realized that Mark Tuan stood right behind your naked body and had complete control over your well-being. With his right hand pressed down gently at the center of your back, Mark started rocking his hip slowly back and forth, forcing each thick inch through your tightened walls until his hilt met your dripping entrance. Mark groaned, the walls of your sex instantly clenched around him as they tried to accommodate his size which was not an easy task. You whimpered underneath him while fisting handfuls of silk sheets after you felt Mark's frame leaning down so that both sides of the crook of your neck and shoulders were covered with his warm lips.

"Look at you..." He squeezed and palmed one side of your ass which caused you to grip tightly onto his throbbing shaft once Mark hit a particular spot which felt as though electricity was shooting throughout your body every time the head of his dick rubbed against it. He pressed deeper and buried himself fully within your tight sheath while tracing circles along the ridges of your folds with his thumb before resting it on your swollen clit. Sounds of wet slaps filled the room. The sound mixed with Mark's heavy and breathy breathing drove you to the brink of losing yourself, completely letting go of all common sense while you trembled below. His balls slapped against your sex each time he delivered a thrust, causing you to gasp every time Mark pounded his length deeply inside with vigor.

"This is how I've always wanted to fuck my future wife," Mark pressed his shaft deeper, hitting your core perfectly. "Nice...and slow...and deep." He let out another loud and sharp growl of satisfaction after he had started rolling and swirling his hip at a constant rhythm until his thrusting became more desperate. Almost instinctively, your hips started to buck back eagerly against him as soon as you heard him groan loudly, panting while he squeezed your ass a little tighter between his fingertips before sliding a hand around to the front, gliding his palm past your dripping slit. Mark started slowly massaging the bud between his fingers which caused an unbearable wave of ecstasy to wash over your entire being like a hurricane.

"Oh god..." You clenched around his length when his shaft throbbed.

"Bounce that ass on me." You placed both forearms firmly on the mattress and lifted your ass off the bed. Mark withdrew slightly. After taking the necessary breaths, you began bobbing up and down onto Mark which only pushed him over the edge while his fingers clutched tighter onto one side of your hips and his teeth sank down painfully onto your left shoulder, trying to hold back from reaching his climax.

Mark groaned as he couldn't stop himself anymore, you knew the look. You felt him reaching climax which wasn't long after. The tension increased and increased every second as Mark fucked harder until your muscles shook uncontrollably and you sobbed at his soft pounding. Your walls clenched tight around Mark which caused him to inhale deeply before thrusting hard one last time and the room quickly filled with screams as you cried out loud each other's names in unison. His warm seed gushed inside you and his entire body went rigid, giving another sharp and deep thrust until there was not an inch missing. His warmth filled you and flowed inside, deep to the point where you were aching. He continued filling and spurting until it started oozing down the back of your inner thigh. Mark was coming a lot, and that felt amazing. Your mind was going blank every passing minute while your hips shook before his load trickled down your slit and dripped onto the bed around from where Mark remained sheathed inside you.

A stream of warm cum followed his shaft every time he tried to remove it and his breathing was erratic as Mark tried catching his breath. His arms wrapped around your midsection tightly before Mark collapsed next to you, chest heaving and sweat glistening from head to toe as Mark's panting was completely unstoppable while your limp body laid sprawled out completely blissed out underneath him before a smirk tugged at the corner of his plump lips at the sight. Mark laughed breathlessly and pulled himself up slightly until his weight pressed on top of you.

"Wow." He murmured while kissing the nape of your neck while pulling out and rolling over to lie on the mattress next to your exhausted self. "That was...wow." Mark continued trailing small kisses down your vertebra which sent goosebumps down your spine while you struggled to sit up which resulted in more streams of his seed still slowly seeping from between your legs.

"Baby-" You moaned with heavy breaths escaping through parted lips while Mark ran both hands down from the small of your back along the slick skin until he rested them against your thighs and pulled both legs over to straddle his hips.

"Shhh..." He whispered teasingly. "Let's get you cleaned up, Mrs. Tuan."

With that, your fiance swiftly lifted you up and carried you bridal style toward the bathroom.

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