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RIDE OUT - 10

ʏᴜᴛᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʟᴇᴇ

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it’s not a surprise to find mark’s arms around you almost every morning. after a few dates, you’d end up in his bed and waking up next to him. there’s not sex yet and even though you both were so horny, you decided it’s the best choice.

maybe it’s because you wanted to be sure about your feelings towards mark and that it’s not only physical. and it wasn’t.

everytime you would wake up and see him peacefully sleeping, your heart would jump and melt right there. you like mark and your feelings for him grow more and more each day. and jisung’s ‘look at the signs, dumbass!” wouldn’t leave your mind.

mark's bed is much more warmer and comfortable than yours, you think. maybe it's because of his mere presence in it with you that makes you feel that way, you can't really tell. what you definitely know for sure is what a sucker you are for him.

you roll on the bed carefully to not to wake him up and rest your chin on his chest. mark scrunches his nose without waking up and takes a deep breath. you slightly tilt your head and smile. he’s so cute.

“look at the signs, dumbass!”

you find yourself frequently thinking back to your last interaction or plan your next date. you want to tell him about your experiences every day: the great, the awful, and the ordinary.

if he's having a hard time, you worry about it and brainstorm ways to help.

when you see him, you notice your tension relaxes, in much the same way as it does when you return home after a long day. you feel so safe with him.

you don't care much about what you do together, simply that you are together. and you love being around mark.

and the way your body reacted when you saw him talking to yves the other day. it was jealousy and although you didn't want to admit it in front of him, you were furious. you want her away from him.

you frown.

you just realise you’re in love with mark.

oh shit.

“you know it’s rude to stare, right babe?” mark's deep, sleepy voice interrupts your thoughts.

you roll your eyes and this time rest your head on his chest. “i wasn’t staring.”

mark smiles and he puts his hand in your loose hair, playing with it. “then what were you thinking?”

“i was thinking about what we could have for breakfast since your fridge is empty,” you reply, nonchalantly.

mark giggles. “you can always have me for breakfast, babe.”

“and i’d still be hungry,” you joke.

mark slightly pulls you by your hair, your face reaching his. you moan and mark smirks. “why are you moaning, baby? thought you said i wouldn't be enough breakfast for you.”

you laugh as you straddle him. “i’m joking, but you didn’t feed me last night.” you pout.

“my poor babe,” he grips at your hips. “what do you want to eat?”

“well, aside from your dick, maybe some waffles?” you smile as you move in circles on his clothed dick.

mark clenches his jaw and tightens his grip on your hips, preventing you from moving. “don’t tease, y/n. you have me sex deprived for almsot 3 weeks now.”

“maybe i’m reconsidering it now,” you lean forward, teasing his lips.

mark sighs. “if this is another of your sick games i swear to god, i will r-”

you shut mark kissing him deeply on the lips before you move your way down to his neck, biting it showing no mercy. mark hisses and in a sudden move, he’s hovering over your body wrapping his hand firmly around your throat in a tight grip as his other hand moves down your back landing on your ass and squeezing with a slight force. you bite your lip

"you're so mean, babe. i have to do something about it," he tells you in a firm and commanding tone. you just nod your head up and down, running your hands through his blonde locks. you don't hesitate and tug at his hair.

he hums and supports himself on the palms of his hands, looking down at you. you look at him smiling. “something’s wrong, lee?”

he sighs, shaking his head. it turns him so much when you call him by his last name.

he wastes no time ripping off your sleeping shirt -his- and then pants. you are down now to your black thong. "you're so feisty this morning, lee," you moan.

mark leans down and hisses into your ear "you won't be getting breakfast anytime soon, beautiful." his fingers find the hem of your thong and takes it off, throwing it to the edge of the bed.

"i was hoping you'd say that," you lift your hips to make some friction with his already hardened cock.

mark sits on his knees in front of you and takes off his shirt along with his sweatpants, fumbling with his black boxers underneath, bringing his hard cock out to start stroking it. his eyes never leaving your eyes while doing so. you lick your lips.

“let me suck you off,” you tell him.

“it’s all yours, gorgeous.” mark rests his back on the headboard and you place yourself between his legs.

you give the head a soft lick before licking a stripe from the base to the tip. you carefully take mark into your mouth, your eyes meeting his.

you bring your hands up and wrap them around the skin and repeat the movements he had been doing earlier while you begin bobbing your head up and down his length.

"ah shit, just like that.." mark throws his head back as his hands find your hair locks and bring them out of your face and hold it like a ponytail to make the task at hand easier for you to perform.

you take him in deeper and mark bucks his hips upward accidentally, and you gag around him.

"fuck, i'm sorry," mark groans, pulling you towards him so he can wipe the spit away from your mouth before kissing you deeply.

"i was doing okay," you murmur against his lips.

"yes, but i want to cum inside of you," he kisses you. "sit on my dick. ride me."

you nod and straddle him again. you take his dick with your hand and you line it down your entrance and slowly sink on it. you both moan and mark grips at your hips.

you are grinding down onto his dick just for any amount of friction. soon after you have just started to get a rhythm going, mark holds you still by the hips. mark moans when you begin fucking up into him, using the hold he has on your hips to pull you down with each thrust.

you're bouncing on his dick releasing small moans under your breath as your thighs begin to feel heavy. mark thinks he can't love the view more. it's amazingly beautiful. he cups your bouncing tits as you throw your head back, biting your lip.

mark lifts his body a bit and pulls you for a kiss, this time thrusting into you and you whine. "take over."

mark hovers your body again and in no time, he buries himself on you and starts to slowly thrust into you. you moan closing your eyes. then he starts pounding into you harder while his hands hold yours above your head as his silver necklace dangle to every pound in you.

you can hear him groaning and panting in every pound and he can tell you’re close. you moan his name when he rubs your clit with his thumb. “oh m-my g-“ you whimper, arching your back. “it feels so good, mark... fuck.”

“you like it when i pound you like this?” his voice goes deeper as he pounds into you. your skin clapping.

“y-yes,” you whine.

mark slows down his pace and you whine, almost groaning. his thrusts are slow and you can feel his heavy breath on your neck. he's torturing you.

"mark!"

he hums, kissing your neck keeping the same pace in his thrusts. "mark, please," you beg him.

"please what, baby?" mark nips at your lip.

"make me cum," you cry.

mark smirks as he looks at you, slowly thrusting into you, you wrap your legs around his waist and when you're about to protest, he starts pounding into you harder. he grips your hips tightly as he drives into you with vigor and pure lust.

you grip at his shoulders as you rock with each thrust he performs, both of you filling the four walls of his bedroom with loud moans and the sound of your skin slapping against his in absolute heat.

mark increases the speed of his thrusts and in no time you cum, crying out how much you love him, over and over again. "fuck fuck fuck. i love you, mark... ah-fuck."

mark cums, burying his face in your neck, making sounds that are music to your ears, the muscles of his ass clenching with each rapid thrust he delivers to you.

when you ride out your orgasm, mark withdraws himself from top of you, laying on his back. you both are panting.

"say it again," mark says, panting.

"what?" you turn your face to him, confused.

“say that you love me,” he looks at you.

you can’t deny it anymore. you adore him. you love him. you love mark.

“i love you.” you kiss him and he wraps his arms around you. “i love you.” you repeat.

mark smiles and cups your face kissing you. “i love you.”

that same night, you invite mark to stay over for dinner so you can officially introduce him as your boyfriend to your brothers.

mark nervously runs his fingers through his long hair and sighs. jisung frowns and cocks an eyebrow at him. "why are you nervous? you've been literally banging her since i met you."

you choke on your drink and johnny burst out laughing, placing a hand on his chest. "oh my god. i did raise this kid well."

mark wants to die. he can feel the sweat on his back and his forehead. jisung is right, why is he so damn nervous?

you want to die as well, but all of a sudden, you start to laugh uncontrollably. you look over at mark and not only is he super beet red, he has a horrified look on his face. that makes you laugh even harder. you can’t get over how cute he looks.

mark shakes his head and covers half his face with his hand. johnny and jisung join you in laughing. "dude! we're joking!" jisung laughs. "are you okay?"

"mark fucking lee blushing?" johnny whistles. "this is new, man."

"ah, i can now see where all the maliciousness comes from," mark murmurs, rubbing the back of his neck.

“leave him alone, you idiots,” you laugh, sitting on mark’s lap.

“is it too late to break up?” mark looks at you.

you slowly nod. “yeah. you’re stuck here for life.”

“ma’am, you need to file for divorce first,” johnny reminds you.

mark rests one of his hands on your back as you sigh. “no pressure, babe.” he kisses your temple.

jisung and johnny look at each other repeating an “aw.” you roll your eyes and mark laughs. “well, you now know my boyfriend, you can leave.” you tell your brothers.

“this is our house too,” johnny frowns.

“i was watching tv before you two arrived,” jisung looks at you.

“alright, then we’re gonna start making out here,” you shrug and you kiss mark.

johnny and jisung roll their eyes. “dude, we’ve heard you having sex. this won’t scare us.” johnny waves you off.

“go to your bedroom?” jisung shakes his head.

mark chuckles and kisses your check. “i would love to stay, but i have to go.”

“see? you’re already scared him off because of your horniness,” johnny shakes his head in disapproval.

“eat my dick, johnny,” you show him your middle finger.

“rude,” johnny places a hand on his chest and looks at mark. “you sure about wanting to date her?”

mark twists his lips and looks at you. “not quite sure.”

“hey!” you slightly slap his shoulder.

“he’s being mean, which means he’s becoming part of this family,” jisung sighs.

mark smirks. “you all are so lucky to have me.”

“yeah yeah,” you get up from his lap. “you can go now.”

mark stands up from the couch and pulls you for a kiss, jisung and johnny rolling their eyes again.

“text me when you get to wherever you’re going,” you ask mark.

he nods. “i will.” he gives you another kiss. “goodnight, baby. goodnight, guys. thanks for having me.”

“bye, mark. come back soon!” johnny grins. “we still have to embarrass y/n. there’s so much content.”

“oh yeah, and the album pictures she thinks she hid,” jisung winks at him.

“oh, i will definitely come back to see that.”

“i will burn those pictures before you see them,” you smile.

mark leaves your house feeling the happiest he’s ever been in the past years. you love him and he loves you back, and the fact that you took your time and told your brothers you two were official, that made him even happier.

he drives to the warehouse where jeno and donghyuck are bickering over an unknown topic, as usual. mark walks to the mini black fridge and takes a beer out from it, as he opens it, he spots yves typing on her phone. mark tilts his head, studying her and he can tell she’s nervous because there’s only one reason she'd be biting her nails: something’s wrong.

mark slowly approaches her and cocks an eyebrow. “you good?”

“huh?” yves looks at him. “yes, why?”

“you seem… stressed.”

she scoffs. “it’s none of your business, mark.”

“maybe i can help,” he shrugs.

“doubt it. you’re too busy fucking that girl,” she rolls her eyes. “go bother someone else.”

yves locks herself in one of the rooms of the warehouse and mark frowns. jeno approaches him and places a hand on his shoulder. “we tried it, bro. but she’s acting weird.”

“what do you mean by ‘weird’?” mark looks at him.

“she suddenly goes out almost every night, she hides whenever someone calls her…” jeno tilts his head. “it’s just weird.”

“it is,” mark replies. “has she said anything?”

“nope.” jeno twits his mouth. “it’s either that she’s seeing someone or she’s onto something.”

“why would she be onto something?” mark inquiries.

“listen, i know you and her have history and that, but she’s not the kindest or nicest person in the world,” he shrugs. “she’s evil.”

mark nods. “she is, but do you think whatever she’s onto will affect us?”

“i don’t know,” jeno rubs his chin. “let’s follow her, i heard she’s going out tonight.”

mark throws him his car keys. “you’re driving.”

jeno smirks. “hell yes. hyuck! get your ass here!”

donghyuck gets up from the comfortable leather couch and walks towards them. “what?”

“we’re going on a mission, get ready.” jeno tells him.

donghyuck laughs at him. “what? are we 8?”

“you’re 6, but okay,” jeno shrugs.

mark shakes his head and rests his hands on his hips. “stop bickering you two and let’s go.”

mark, jeno and donghyuck wait for yves to leave the room and get into her car. she drives for around 20 minutes when she arrives in a luxurious neighbourhood. they see her parking in front of a building and a dark haired man approaches her. they can’t see the man’s face since it’s dark outside. the man wraps an arm around her waist and kisses her.

donghyuck snorts. “she’s just getting laid. can we go now?”

mark squints his eyes trying to get a better picture of the man and when he moves a little, a light reflects on his face and mark’s mouth falls open.

it’s doyoung.

“oh shit,” mark murmurs.

“what? you know him?” jeno frowns.

“yes.” mark clenches his jaw. “fuck. yves’ a traitor.”

“what do you mean?” scowls.

“i’ll explain later. we need to go before they see us.” mark says.

it is almost dawn when yves returns to the warehouse. jeno and donghyuck decided to go to their place thinking she wouldn’t return. mark sits still on the couch and when yves turns on the lights, she startles. “oh my god. you scared me, idiot.” she places a hand on her chest. “what are you doing here?”

mark slightly turns his head to her and stands up. “you’re a smart girl, yves.”

“we’re complimenting each other now?” she cocks an eyebrow.

“you’re a smart girl and if you know what’s good for you, you’re gonna tell me what the fuck were you doing with doyoung.” mark walks to her, his eyes never leaving hers.

yves scoffs. “what? you jealous now? please.” she rolls her eyes.

mark groans and wraps a hand around her neck. “stop fucking playing, yves. i’m not gonna ask you again, what the fuck were you doing with him?”

yves lifts her head up, mark’s hand still around her neck. she smiles looking down at him. “you should be taking your anger out on him because once you hear what he’s planning, you probably won’t get your happy en-”

mark tightens his grip on her neck and she whines, gasping for air. “tell me.”

“don’t you remember when you enjoyed choking me?” yves licks her lips. “where did that mark go?”

mark yanks her free violently and she rubs her neck. yves then fixes her hair and looks at him. “he knows who jwi is and i bet you know it too.” she smiles. “nice family you got. too bad it won’t last.”

“and neither will you, asshole.” you say, standing behind her.

yves frowns and she turns on her heels. you tilt your head smiling at her. “whoever try to mess with my family ends up begging for their life.”

yves laughs. “oh my god, from what movie did you take that? it’s pathetic.”

you approach her, your faces close enough. “don’t fuck me with me, yves. you don’t know what i’m capable of.”

“please, you’re just a whore with a criminal fam-”

yves gets interrupted when you slap her in the face. she turns to you and raises a hand to slap you as well but you grab his arm. you look at mark and he slowly nods, taking a syringe out from her jeans pockets. mark approaches yves and injects her in the neck. yves starts to see your face twice and when she is about to fall, mark holds her up.

“are you sure this is not illegal?” mark looks at you.

you shrug. “it’s not legal at all.”

“so what’s your plan?”

“let’s keep her in here so she doesn’t have any contact with doyoung,” you propose.

mark slowly nods. “i’ll tell jeno to watch her while we’re at the race next friday.”

“i’d rather if you don’t go,” you look at him. “in case doyoung finds out and something happens…”

mark shakes his head and cups your face. “i’ll be there and if things get ugly, i’ll have your back, okay?”

you nod and mark pulls your for a hug, you wrap your arms around his waist and he kisses your temple. “i love you.” he whispers to your ear.

“i love you,” you reply and mark’s lips find yours.

a few minutes later, jeno arrives at the warehouse and panics when he sees yves passed out. you explain everything to him and he agrees to watch her so she doesn't leave the warehouse.

mark takes you home and stays over. when you wake up, he’s not in bed with you and you find a note where he says he had to go. you go out of your bedroom and go downstairs finding yuta and johnny. yuta stares at you. “are you out of your mind or stupid?”

“excuse me?” you frown, confused.

johnny presses his lips together. “i’ll be in the kitchen.”

“why did you involve mark on this?” he walks to you.

“because he can help, too,” you look at him.

“do you realise how dangerous is this, y/n?” he keeps glaring at you. “do you have any awareness of the seriousness of this?”

“of course i do, yuta.” you clench your jaw. “and what’s the worst that could happen? that he fakes his death and returns after a year?”

yuta sighs. “and we’re back to that again. this is not about what i did, y/n. it’s about you and your brother.”

yuta stands in front of you and jerks your chin to meet his eyes. “i don’t want anything bad to happen to you or him. and i won’t allow it.”

you take a deep breath and look down, for some reason you can’t keep your eyes on him. he strokes your cheek and slowly tilts his head. “do i make you nervous?”

“no.” you answer promptly.

you feel yuta’s hand on your chest and you look up at him. “then why is your heart beating so fast?”

you pray that your knees will keep you standing and not turning into jello. you slowly gulp and place your hands on his chest to push him away. yuta grabs your wrists and pulls you closer. “answer me, y/n.”

“i-i don’t know,” you mutter.

“your body still reacts to me,” he rubs your bottom lip with his thumb. “you still react to me.”

his arms loops around your waist, your palms meeting his chest as he engulfs you in his embrace.

"god, i miss you so much, y/n," his eyes locking with yours, filled with emotion as he looks over your facial features. “

you open your mouth to at least make a single sound but whatever you want to say dies in your throat when you feel his hand going down your lower back.

then a single hum makes you jolt and you push him away. he looks at you confused. "no. i can't do this mark. i love him, yuta."

yuta stays there, right in front of you staring at you. he then slowly nods. "i should go then."

without saying another word, he takes his jacket and leaves your house. you take a deep breath and let yourself fall on the couch. you feel someone's hands on your shoulders and when you look up, you see johnny. he grins. "you're welcome."

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