Jack enjoyed it at his house, with his family and new memories that flooded in daily.

He remembered everything he did in Ireland, even being able to start up his YouTube channel after a long break.

He told his fans that he got into a car crash and that's how he got amnesia, that's what he'd been told anyway.

But something was missing. He could feel the empty space in both his heart and brain.

Mark promised he'd call and Skype everyday, but Jack hasn't heard a thing from him.

It's been three months since he's left and not a word from Mark, yet he still uploaded videos everyday.

Jack was in the middle of watching one now, smiling as he saw the half Asian man that he loved blabber on about theories for the new edition to the fnaf series: Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria simulator.

Jack couldn't help the twisting feeling in his gut, was it because of his confession that Mark's kept quiet.

Of course Jack had Mark's Skype number but can't seem to pluck up the courage because of that reason.

But he needed to know. Now.

Jack sat up and got his laptop, placing it on his lap and bringing up Mark's Skype. The mouse button hovered over the call button for what seemed like hours before Jack pressed it.

It rang for a few seconds before the half Asian man's face popped up on the screen, making Jack melt.

Mark smiled, "Jack? What a pleasant surprise," the moment Mark spoke Jack knew there was something wrong. His voice seemed deeper and didn't have that warmness behind it that it always did.

"Hey Mark, it's good to see you, you said you'd call but you haven't," Jack pouted cutely, deciding to put his suspicions aside for now.

"Yeah sorry, I've been meaning to but there's been something wrong with my Skype and it wouldn't let me call you," he explained and Jack sighed.

"Phew, I thought it was cause of something I did," Jack chuckled relieved.

"Nah," he chuckled deeply and it Made Jack shiver.

"Hey so I was thinking, since I got most of my memories from Ireland back, maybe I could come over and visit?"

Mark thought for a second before smiling brightly, "that's a great idea! How soon can you come?"

"Would later this week be good?"

"Perfect! I'll even pay for your tickets, I guess I'll see you then," Mark smirked at Jack and didn't even give him a chance to answer before ending the call abruptly.

"Ok then," Jack closed his laptop and smiled to himself, he was gonna see Mark again.

--timeskip to later that week--

Jack got off his plane and tried looking for Mark in the wave of people, him being shorter than most made it way harder.

He started to get swept up in the crowd and wasn't able to walk in his own direction,  stumbling over and falling to the ground.

Just as he was about to get trampled by the millions of people, he felt and arm grab him and pull him out if the crowd.

Jack looked up to see the warm face of Mark and smiled, hugging him tightly.

"You saved my ass there," Jack chuckled and so did Mark.

"I missed you," Mark said in a deep silky voice, holding Jack's chin to look up at him.

Jack blushed deeply as he looked into the man's eyes, which seemed to be darker now.

He felt Mark's hands snake around him and hold him by the waist, leaning down to go to his ear.

"Wanna go home?" He whispered in a deep, seductive voice that made Jack's breath hitch.

Jack nodded slowly and felt his arm roughly being grabbed as Mark started dragging him to his car.

Jack said nothing as he was put into the passengers seat and quickly driven to Mark's house.

"So I'm guessing you feel the same way then?" Jack asked sheepishly.

Mark hummed questioningly and Jack swallowed, "y-you love me?"

Mark stayed silent for a moment before smirking at him and holding the inside of his thigh, "of course I do Jackaboy."

Jack gulped as he felt Mark's hand slowly creep up his thigh and stopped when it was almost brushing his crotch.

They soon made it to the house and both got out quickly, forgetting the luggage as they raced to the door.

As soon as they were inside Mark pinned Jack to the wall and began nibbling from his neck to his collarbone.

Jack let out a cute squeak as he nipped his sweet spot, Mark smirked and continued to tease the spot until there was a very dark and visible hickey.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this~" Mark growled and picked Jack up, wrapping his legs around him.

Mark carried Jack to the living room and threw him on the couch, hovering over him seconds later and attacking his neck again.

Jack let out soft moans and gripped softly to his raven locks.

Mark quickly ripped off Jack's shirt to reveal his smooth, porcelain chest.

"So beautiful~" Mark purred and began making hickeys all over his pecks.

Jack began to take of Mark's shirt and ran his fingers over his perfectly tanned abdomen.

"M-mark~... I need you~" Jack moaned softly.

"I now baby, soon I'm gonna make you scream for me~" Mark smirked and took off Jack's pants and boxers.

Mark made gentle kisses all the way down his body and nibbled the inside of Jack's thighs.

Jack arched his back and moaned loudly when he felt his entire length be engulfed in Mark's mouth.

Mark started bobbing his head and knew Jack was already close by his cock twitching in his mouth.

Jack moaned louder and louder, leaning his head back and gripping tightly on Mark's hair.

--

Mark could hear the moans from upstairs even from all the way down in the basement.

He knew exactly who it was and wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, but couldn't because of the gag that's been stuffed in his mouth.

He hated the sound of his lover being pleasured by someone else, he wanted to burst out of his chains and free Jack from the monster that was dominating him at that very moment.

But he couldn't.

So he hung there, almost lifeless as his mind was filled with the sickening sounds.

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