Jealous teacher!Mark is my kink gtfo don't kinkshame me and this fanfic might end with smut might not idfk it's late let's see how this goes✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:* \(⊙ヮ⊙✿)/ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
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Okay I just reached the smut part and I don't know if I'm gonna finish it completely or cut it somewhere, but here's some warnings:
smut basically, INTENSE dirty talk, swearing, jealousy, daddy kink. Top!Mark (Jack still tops in my book tho) bottom!jack. Dom!Mark. Sub!Jack. Probably BDSM or whatever they call it.

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"And by this, we conclude that us as humans are basically a tremendous units smaller than a spec between the galaxy. Inbetween several stars and galaxies, there's a huge chance that there are other living creatu-" Jack admired his boyfriend's face as he continued with his daily lesson.

"Mcloughlin... Mcloughlin!" His friend Lainey called from beside him, snapping him out of his admiration time. "I know you like Mr. Fischbach, but come on, you're a masters college student, you're not a little boy anymore to daydream about him" Lainey whispered in Jack's ear, respecting his privacy and making sure no one heard.

Before Jack could even reply with a petty excuse, he heard the bell ring, dismissing him to escape this hell once again. As his classmates packed up their bags or grabbed their folders and left to do whatever they went to do after class.

"Hey Jack, can I talk to you for a bit?" Mark spotted the younger man before he left. "Yeaaaaaah" Jack looked around the class, making sure no one was there before he wrapped his arms around Mark's neck.

"I saw you staring at me. Do you ever pay attention to a word I say?" Mark asks with a stern look on his face.

"Well, I got caught. Just like I'm a character in Pokemon GO ayyyyyyyyyeee amirite?" Jack laughed. (No I have NOT been playing Pokemon go or binging on jacksfilms' yiay playlist for the 10th time this year nope)

"Stop it with your lame jokes, nerd. Anyways, please pay attention to my lectures. You're not placed in this class for nothing. I mean, for someone who basically represents the University of England, I think you should be more responsible than that" Mark spoke seriously.

"Okay, okay... I'll pay attention to your stupid lessons" Jack giggles.

"Stupid? Jack, you do understand that this is a masters class and you chose to be here, right?" Mark asked.

"Jesus, calm down, I'm just kidding. Anyways, I'm going out to a bar with Lainey tonight so, I'll see you when I come back" Jack left a soft kiss on Mark's lips as he turned on his heels.

"Woah, what?" Mark questioned and Jack turned around. "I'm going out with Lainey. To a bar. Tonight. Which is basically right now. I'll see you at 12" Jack repeated himself.

Mark coughed and looked at the floor, placing his hands behind his back as he nodded, telling Jack to go.

Jack and Lainey walked out into the town, the cold air hitting their face. The lights were shimmering atop of the building and reflecting on cars, bouncing onto their vision.

"Why'd you stay back so late? Is he okay?" Lainey was genuinely worried. "Oh yeah, he's okay, he just gets kinda worried when I drink" Jack explains and the girl shrugs.

"Dude, I still can't believe you're dating him. I mean, he's a really nice guy, but aren't you kinda worried you'll get caught?" Lainey questioned.

"We'll be alright, he's pretty cautious of what he does and where. I'm not worried about the relationship in that perspective, he's just kind of overprotective, but he knows what he's doing, and so do I" Jack goes on.

They arrive at the bar, the smell of old drunk men and dry humping hitting them face first. They pick two stools infront of the bar, Jack ordering a bottle of beer and Lainey ordering some whiskey on rocks.

They discussed several topics. Some of what they were planning to do after they graduate, and some of Lainey getting a new girlfriend.

A couple of hours pass, and the two have become very tipsy. Jack, as an Irishman ofcourse, got way more drinks than his friend. Because you know, stereotypes and all that shiz.

Lainey, as a half Asian and woman, couldn't handle the alcohol properly. That's another stereotype, right?

Jack was in no capable state to drive, so Lainey called up her partner, waiting a couple of minutes before she arrived and they went off together, leaving Jack by himself.

"Give me a few shots of fireball, please" he ordered, entering more alcohol into his body.

Mark:
Jack, it's 2 am, please come back, it's getting late.

Jack's phone buzzed. He checked the notification and shoved his phone back into his pocket, not caring enough to reply. He chugged down a few shots, letting the cinnamon fire burn his throat.

Mark:
Jack, do you need me to pick you up?

Jack?

Are you there?

Babe please answer me

Jack felt his ass buzz a couple of times, making him laugh. "Another shot please" Jack slurred. "Are you sure?" The bartender asked, Jack nodding rapidly and tapping the surface.

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Jack entered the apartment, attempting to silently crawl into his teacher's room. To his drunk surprise, Mark was sitting on the lounge chair, head in his hands.

Mark heard the footsteps and alarmingly raised his head up, standing and rushing towards his student. "Sean, why the hell are you so late? Do you not know how late it is?" Mark yelled.

"12, just like I promised" Jack slurred and tried to go to the room as if nothing happened.

"12? It's 4 am! You have a class at 9 am! How fucking drunk are you?" Mark's tone started becoming higher.

"Not so much" Jack tried to say without sounding so out of it. "Obviously. How much did you drink?" Mark raised an eyebrow.

"Oh you do not wanna know" Jack giggled. Mark shook his head in disappointment and turned around, looking out the window to catch the city view and calm down.

"Oh come on, don't be a party pooper" Jack swayed towards the older man and wrapped his arms around the other's waist, leaving sweet pecks on the back of Mark's neck.

"Jack, what are you doing?" Mark turned his head around to glance at his student. "Whatever you want me to do, Professor Fischbach~" Jack continued.

"Sean William Mcloughlin, I swear to god, if you don't stop right now-" Jack reaches his hands under Mark's tight white tshirt. "What if I don't?"

Mark quickly turned around and slammed the younger man against the wall, completely taking over his mouth. Jack moans, allowing Mark's tongue to wander around.

"You love doing this to me don't you?" Mark growls into Jack's ear, pinning his arms above his head. "You love making me worry about you" Jack moans as his partner attacks his neck.

"You love ditching me for that Lainey girl, right? You love lying to me. You love making me mad" Mark starts slowly grinding onto his partner as he moves from his neck to jaw.

"Don't you, you needy bitch?" Jack moans as the older man whispers profanities into his ear. "Don't you just love making daddy mad? Just so you can get punished, just like the dirty whore that you are?" Jack nods as furrows his eyebrows.

"You fucking want me, don't you?" Jack continues nodding. "Well beg for it!" Mark growls as he grinds harder.

"Please daddy... Please punish me! Please teach me a lesson!" Jack moans out. "Teach you a lesson, huh? If only we were in the classroom right now... I would've bent you over that desk and fucked you so hard, so good. Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you so hard that the whole campus hears you? I'm sure you wouldn't mind us getting caught then and there. My dick buried in your tight ass while you scream out your daddy's name... You would like that, wouldn't you?" Mark says as he grabs a strand of Jack's hair.

"Please..." Jack groans, attempting to unpin his own hands from Mark's grip. He feels a sharp pain against his ass, Mark's hand probably marking him through his jeans. "Don't. Move."

Mark disconnects his lips from Jack's neck and takes off the greenhair's shirt and attacking his chest. He bites on his collar bone, sending Jack into an endless loop of pleasurable sounds.

Mark goes back to Jack's mouth, teeth bumping and tongues fighting. "Fireball, just how I like it." Mark unpins Jack as his arms move to his ass, lifting him onto his waist. Jack takes the opportunity to roam Mark's tight shirt, going to the bottom of it and eagerly taking it off. Jack's hands severely explore Mark's torso, feeling up every single muscle and curve.

"Easy baby boy, unless you want even a bigger punishment" Mark whispers deeply in Jack's ear. The Irishman accepts the challenge and dips his hands under the teacher's joggers. Mark pushes Jack against the wall behind them yet again, forcing Jack to stop.

"Oh you're fucking on" Mark grinds harder into his partner as he sucks and bites against his chest and torso. "Daddy please..." Jack moans uncontrollably.

"Oh your daddy hasn't shown you anything yet" Mark continues his movements as much as he can manage, given he's holding Jack's legs around his waist.

"Oh fuck me~" Jack moans as Mark finds a sweet spot on his collarbone. "What did you say, I didn't hear you? You might wanna speak up, darling" Mark laughs.

"Please daddy. Please fuck me. I'm begging you. I've been a bad boy and I deserve to be punished. Please, just please do something. Please daddy I fucking need you and your cock inside me" Jack moans directly into Mark's ear.

Mark attacks Jack's mouth yet again. He moves as Jack places his hands around Mark's neck. The older man who was still carrying Jack, leads them to the bedroom and throws Jack onto the bed as he hovers over him. He fondles with Jack's jeans, attempting to unzip them as he kisses Jack passionately, succeeding.~

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Ah yes you sinners I'm a cock block and I'm not writing past that. I hope you enjoyed~

[please excuse all grammar mistakes and the quality of the smut. I'm not a professional smut writer and it's 3 am. Definitely haven't been playing overwatch all night. Nope]