alright, so i know some of you don't like this type of writing so when you see *** in the chapter, you can stop reading from there. there shouldn't be anything to progress the story, you'll just miss the sexy time ;)))

WARNING: some sexual / detailed content. mature readers advised, (but like it's not much choice if you want to read it or not, but i'm going to say at least 14(year old)+ readers. if you are 10 year old and you want to continue and read this chapter... you better have a mature mind and some holy water).

also, another fair warning; this is my first time writing like this, so uh don't criticize me too much.

deuces and enjoy the chaptie !!

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mark bites my earlobe gently, sending waves of electricity and pleasure that i thought i would never feel. everything is so good right now and my body is aching with pleasure.

with all of the emotions clouding my mind, i detach my hands from mark's hair and find the end of mark's shirt, loosely trying to pull it up. mark notices me doing so and moves his lips away from me to stand up. the cold hits me and i already begin to miss mark's warm embrace.

he stands up and pulls his shirt off, tossing it carelessly onto the floor. i look wide-eyed at his chest, admiring his toned stomach and arms. he sees me staring and blushes admittedly.

before anything else, he goes to the closed door and makes sure it is locked. my heart quickens when i see him turn back around to me with a smirk plastered on his face. i gulp trying to help my sudden dry throat.

not knowing what else to do, i sit up from the bed and move closer to the edge, hanging my legs over the side. mark strides over and gets in front of me, taking my hands into his.

he rubs his thumbs over my hands before speaking, "jack, i hope you know by now that i care for you, so much. and i want the best for you, i really do." he focuses on my hands more than anything. he seems nervous when taking a shaky breath to talk again, "and all of this is new to me as it is to you. i don't want you hurt or feeling down. i want you to feel loved." he looks up from my hands to my eyes, and i feel my stomach doing flips with every moment passing.

he removes one of his hands to caress my cheek, running his thumb over it gently. he then leans down to place a small kiss on my nose, and i feel my face brighten.

mark then places his hands on my hip, pulling me up from the bed and up to my feet. i stay staring up at him fondly.

he smiles down at me and i move my gaze to his chest again. i feel a wave of curiosity come over me and it almost sounds crazy when thinking about it, but i manage to say it through my quick breaths, "can i, uhm, touch your chest?"

i look back up at him with wonder and curiosity. he looks back at me with a smile, but doesn't answer back. instead, he grips my wrists gently and places my hands on the top of his chest. i take in a large breath, his skin is so warm and muscular.

he then slowly moves my hands down his chest, making his way to his stomach. my breath is long gone and my chest is beating at a incredible rate.

when he reaches his stomach, i almost feel like i could faint. "you take the lead," mark whispers loud enough for me to hear. he lets go of my wrist and i'm left standing there with my palms against his stomach. i have no idea where he is going with this or what he wants me to do.

he obviously sees me struggling, "here, like this," he says while taking a hold of my hands by placing his above mine. he guides my hands to the hem of his skinny jeans.

"it's all up to you, you do what you think is best," mark's gentle voice breaks the silence once again, but i'm still frozen there.

"just start kissing me."

"what?"

"i said just start-" i'm cut off by mark grabbing the sides of my face and kissing me, a lot of force put into it. it was more lust than anything. i moved my lips with his then i open my mouth to allow his tongue access.

i trail my hands up his bare side, my skin barely touching his. mark leaves my mouth and starts to kiss my neck, leaving a trail down to my collarbone. i then feel him messing with the end of my shirt, before i know it, mark is pulling it over my head and then begins to kiss me again.

his hands finds my bare chest and starts to trail down to my hips. i feel mark's hands grip my sides before pushing me back on the bed.
i don't have time to react when feeling mark's body hover over mine, is hands resting next to my head.

my chest is beating and my eyes are focused on mark's piercing ones. they are filled with lust and passion.

he tucks his head down and leaves a wet trail on my collarbone and travels down my chest, leaving goosebumps. i jerk my head back from the feeling of mark's lips against my skin.

i feel mark laugh against my stomach before speaking, "enjoying yourself?" i can't respond so i just hum and nod my head.

he finds the hem of my jeans, and tugs at them with his teeth which send electricity through my body. i carelessly let a moan escape my lips.

i feel mark putting his hands on the button on my jeans and i open my eyes with fear. "wait, wait, wait mark," i say quickly and breathlessly.

but mark doesn't seem to hear me as he unbuttons my pants and starts to tug them down my legs.

"mark, please stop," i say louder for him to hear.

mark stops what he is doing and looks up to me with worried eyes. "what's wrong?"

my eyes start to water as i sit up on my arms. mark is quick to respond and gets sits next to me, looking at me with worry. i grab my pants and pull them back up my legs.

"i-i'm sorry, i can't do it. i thought i could and i couldn't. please don't be mad at me, this was my first time doing this a-and-" i'm stopped by mark placing a gentle kiss upon my lips. it only last a couple of seconds, but it makes my heart flutter.

mark pulls back and smiles sadly. "i'm not going to force you into anything. i understand if you aren't ready."

i am genuinely happy that mark can accept that i'm not ready for this, or any of this to be exact.

i see mark get up and grab his shirt from off the floor, guilt builds up in my stomach. he then grabs my shirt from the floor and tosses it at me, i luckily catch it before it hits my face.

he starts to pull his shirt on and unlock the door. i don't do anything and keep my shirt on my lap as i watch mark about to leave leave the room.

"wait, where are you going?" i ask curious.

"i'm just going to go to the bathroom, and you know, fix this," he points towards his pants and i blush when he does so. "and you might want to put your shirt on before i get back, i don't want to make second trip to the bathroom," he winks before disappearing into the hallway.

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i sit there questioning for a moment before my mouth opens, "wait mark come back!" i yell loud enough for him to hear, and soon enough he pops back into the doorway.

"i... uh i decided i could do something... for you."

he gives me a questioning look before walking further into the room. "what do you mean?"

i fiddle with my shirt in my lap as i continue to speak, "i thought i could... help you with your... thing. like, give you a..."

"blowjob?" he laughs.

i feel my face flush as i stay looking down at my wrinkled shirt. "uh, yeah, that."

i finally look up from my lap and see that he has closed the door again and hopefully locked it. he walks closer to me, getting in front of me. "do you want to?"

i nod and hum in response and give him a quick, nervous smile.

before i know it, mark is throwing his shirt to the ground again and is sitting on the edge of the bed. i get up from my sitting position and move to the floor, sitting on my knees.

mark starts to unbutton his jeans but i stop him. "i want to do it."

he removes his hands and allows me to unbutton his jeans. once doing that, i begin to pull them down his legs. my breath again vanishes when doing so. once his pants are pulled down to the ground, i stare at his boxers, second guessing myself. but before i can change my mind, i hesitantly grab the top of mark's boxers. i notice when doing so, mark's chest becomes stiff. it brings a smile to my face that i have some type of affect on him. i gently start to pull down his boxers, taking note to mark's hard outline. i pull his boxers further, his member showing. when pulling his boxers to his knees, i take sight of it and mindlessly stare at it.

mark sees me staring and laughs, "it's a dick, jack."

"yeah, yeah, i know."

it takes me a couple of moments to remember that i am suppose to do something and not just stare. without warning, i grab onto his member, which makes mark take in a fast breath. i look up and let go, worried if i did something wrong. "you're good, just give me a warning first," he smiles to help comfort. i nod before going to grab him again, keeping eye contact. when grabbing, i sit up more and try to line my face with him. mark shifts more off the bed for more access. i bring my face to his hard on and place my lips on the tip. i go with my instinct and flick my tongue around it.

i hear mark moan slightly which indicates that i am doing something right. i try to take him more of into my mouth while sucking and using my tongue to help the friction. i hear mark groan under his breath, "f-fuck jack. just like that, you're doing great. keep doing that."

i do as i am told and continue the process. i use my hand to help get the base of his member, moving it up and down in sync with my mouth.

"look at me," i hear mark say. my eyes trail up his chest and meeting his eyes. when doing this, mark's breath turns into panting and i notice the beads if sweat forming on his forehead and chest. i must say, it was a sight to see.

i know mark isn't going to make it much longer as he starts to thrust into my mouth and i bob my head along. and soon enough, i see mark come undone as he closes his eyes and thrust one last time into my mouth, i feel the liquid run down the back of my throat. i swallow it and gag afterwards. how can anyone like the taste of that?

i pull away and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. mark stands up and walks to his dresser, grabbing a pair of boxers and pajama pants. i-not-so-subtly watch him put on his clothes when he doesn't notice me. i stand up from the ground and stand there awkwardly with no shirt on. when he finishes putting on clothes, he walks over to me and plants a kiss on my cheek, which causes me to blush.

"you may want to brush your teeth now," he laughs when pulling away.

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WOWOWOWOOW WEE WOO WEE WOOO THAT HAPPENED

was it horrible? was it cringey? did i do a bad??

please forgive me for i have sinned :')

erin. xx