Chapter Title Created By: @jaimelovesmarvel

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"Hello everybody! My name is Markiplier and welcome to the Nutella Challenge!"

"Top of th' mornin' to ya laddies, my name is Jacksepticeye and welcome to the Nutella Challenge!"

"Now the Nutella Challenge is a challenge made by Danisnotonfire that's been going around YouTube recently, and a lot of people have suggested that we should do this. So we'll do it together!"

"The thing is, we've put a little twist on it."

"Instead of only putting Nutella on random items, we can put Nutella on body parts as well."

"This is going to be the kinkiest video ever."

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Grabbing the nutella jar from the kitchen table, Mark untwisted the cap and smelled the delicious goodness inside.

"This actually smells really good." He stated with a gleaming smile.

Mark held the jar towards Jack, who smelled it as well. Being the big goof that he is, the nutella accidently got onto Jack's nose.

Both Youtubers chuckled until Mark leaned in to lick the nutella off of Jack's nose. Jack blushed slightly at this, trying to pretend that he didn't enjoy that.

"Score one for Markimoo!" Mark shouted with a chuckle.

Jack rolled his eyes with a smirk. "Don't get too cocky, Mark."

Mark raised an eyebrow at this remark. "Why shouldn't I?" He asked.

Suddenly, Jack grabbed a handful of Nutella and lifted Mark's shirt, smearing the nutella all over Mark's chest.

He then proceeded to lick the Nutella off of Mark's bare chest.

Mark shivered, shoving Jack off.

"EW! Now I'm all sticky and stuff!" Mark shimmed off his shirt carefully, not wanting to ruin it.

"Are ya scared, Markimoo?" Jack giggled, licking his lips to get the most of the Nutella off. Mark's eyes flitted towards his lips briefly, but it was long enough for Jack to notice.

Smirking again, Jack grabbed the jar of Nutella and scooped up a bit of the hazelnut spread on his finger, proceeding to slowly lick it off his finger.

Mark blushed, narrowing his eyes at Jack. "You bitch" he rebutted, "I'm not scared of anything."

Grinning madly, Mark grabbed a hold of Jack's hand and placed one of his fingers into the Nutella jar, seductively licking the Nutella off.

Jack pulled back his finger, wiping it off on his jeans. "That's gross, Mark!" He yelled, furiously trying to get the saliva off of his finger.

"You know what's also gross?" Mark asked, "Licking Nutella off of someone's bare chest!"

Jack snickered at that remark, grinning from ear to ear.

"If you keep this up, this video will turn into an X-rated movie." Mark retorted.

"What if I wanted it to?" Jack mumbled to himself.

"What?!" Mark heard Jack, and he was flabbergasted, to say the least.

"Oh! S-sorry, I..."

Mark took the Nutella and grabbed the plastic spoon they'd set next to the lid, and scooped a big spoonful. He looked at the madly blushing Jack, and giggled.

"Wanna try?"

"Wait, w-what?"

"Wanna try it?"

"I...uh..." Jack somehow blushed harder, scooting away from the Eurasian man. "W-what do you even mean?"

"You wanted it to become X-rated, didn't you?"

Grabbing a hold of Jack's wrist, he smeared Nutella all over it, both licking and sometimes even kissing it.

Jack blushed madly, his body tensing up and his words becoming speechless.

Mark smiled warmly at the Irishman before smearing Nutella onto the man's lips.

"Mark, what are y-" He was cut off by a pair of soft lips colliding with his own.

Letting the man with the blue hair kiss him, Jack cupped Mark's face to pull them deeper in the kiss.

Mark started to lick Jack's lips, biting and tugging at his lower lip.

Using the best of this situation, Mark slipped his tongue inside of Jack's mouth, exploring the inside of the Irishman with the green hair.

Jack, of course, allowed this to happen and even joined in by colliding their tongues together, drool dripping down from both of their mouths.

They pulled back, slightly panting.

"D-did you get get all the Nutella off?" Jack asked, fingers reaching up to his lips to wipe the Nutella off. Mark shook his head, and took a firm grip of Jack's hand.

"Only I can clean that off...understand?" Mark growled a bit.

Jack smirked, and tried to wipe his lips again, until Mark pulled him in for a more intense kiss than before.

Jack couldn't help but moan at the older man's actions, reaching out towards Mark's chest, then pulling back, realizing that Mark still had Nutella on his chest.

"Mmm, ya want me to lick that off?" Jack hummed, looking at Mark devilishly. Mark smirked back.

"Only if you do it slowly."

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The two men stopped the recording and made their way into the bedroom. Jack pulled his shirt off, throwing it onto the ground. He laid down on the bed, waiting for his lover to join him.

Mark smirked deviously at Jack, holding the Nutella jar in his hand. Mark crawled onto the bed and hovered over Jack.

He leaned down and pecked the Irishman on the lips before asking, "Are you ready, babe?"

Jack bit his lower lip seductively and nodded.

He made his way down to Jack's pants, carefully unbuttoning and unzipping them. As soon as his pants were down to his ankles, Mark threw them onto the ground with the rest of their clothes.

Mark grabbed the rim of Jack's boxers with this teeth and pulled them down, revealing Jack's excited member.

Mark took a hold of the Nutella jar and scooped up a handful of nutella, starting to stroke Jack's member with it.

Jack gave out a small moan, starting to feel harder with each stroke.

Mark grinned at Jack's pathetic attempts to hide his pleasure. Mark knew that he would make Jack squeal with pleasure, one way or another.

Smirking at Jack's Nutella-covered member, he leaned down and place his mouth around the tip of the member, licking it playfully.

Jack's face was bright red at this point and his breath was taken away by the anticipation.

Without warning, Mark took in Jack's member, Nutella and all.

"Mark!" Jack threw his head back, the feeling of Mark's warm mouth sending him spiraling into pleasure.

Mark hummed, content of his ability to make the Irishman so flustered. And the taste of Nutella.

"Mark..." Jack took a grip of the man's blue hair, holding on for dear life.

Mark took a firm grip of Jack's hips and held them down, going at his own pace.

"Ah, fock, Mark, I'm..."

Jack whined as he felt Mark take his mouth off.

"Shhh..." Mark said, placing a finger on Jack's lips.

He unzipped his own pants, throwing them onto the ground.

Mark pulled off his boxers to reveal his rather large erection springing to life.

Climbing back onto the bed, Mark hovered over Jack.

"Mark, what are you d-" Jack started to question, but was cut off as Mark took in his hard member, starting to slowly ride him.

Jack leaned his head back in pleasure, moaning at the sensational motions taking place.

Mark bit his lip as he started to increase his speed, feeling himself getting harder by the minute.

"F-fuck...Jack..." Mark moaned, trying to angle himself to get the most pleasure out of it. He let out a loud cry as his prostate was grazed.

"Fuck! Jack! Right there!"

Jack obliged, meeting Mark halfway with his thrusts each one grazing or full on hitting his prostate.

"Jack...Jack!"

"Hnngh, Mark, s-so focking tight!"

Jack pulled himself up so that his arms were around Mark's torso, leaving little love bites on the older man's neck.

"Fuck, Mark! S-so close..."

Each thrust was met with a moan, and each moan was met with a bite.

Jack, irritable to watch his lover release first, grabbed a hold of Mark's member and gave quick-paced strokes. In between these strokes, Jack squeezed the member, which caused Mark to moan louder and louder.

At last, Mark gave in and yelled as he released all over the Irishman's chest.

Hearing his lover squeal with satisfaction, Jack pulled out and released as well, turning the once-cleaned bed sheets into a complete mess.

"Well, fock." Jack sighed, flopping back towards the bed, not caring to clean anything up. Mark followed suit, lying on Jack's chest, panting.

"Mmh. That...was good." Mark snuggled into Jack's chest, humming contentedly.

"Ya think?"

"You douche, I was talking about the Nutella."

"Aw." Jack frowned. Mark looked up at the frowning Irishman, smiling.

"But you were good too." Mark kissed Jack's nose, chuckling.

"What did it taste like?"

"Wait, what?" Mark laughed, flipping Jack over so that they were more comfortable in the bed.

"Seriously, Mark, what did it taste like?"

"It tasted like Nutella."

"That's sort of anticlimactic."

"Well, to put it this way, I never knew cream and Nutella were good together."