Without warning, he pushed into you.

The movement was so sudden that a surprised moan escaped you. Your fingers clawed into the soft pillows.

"Marcus!", you gasped, your legs pressed together.

At the pressure, his cock twitched inside you.

Veins rubbed against your walls, sending a wave of heat through your abdomen. Burying your face in the pillows, you moaned again.

Satisfied, Marcus smirked. One hand rested on your hip to pull you a little higher, while the other still hesitated.

"May I touch your back?", he asked cautiously, as if the question could destroy everything.

You held your breath for a moment. The thought made you tremble.

"Be careful.", you whispered.

Suddenly he leaned forward. Through that angle, his tip also pressed deeper into you and let a gasp make your lips tremble. His fingers locked with yours. Gently he pressed a kiss on your shoulder.

The hairs of his moustache tickled your skin.

"I won't hurt you.", he promised and pressed another kiss against your temple. "Trust me."

"I do."

When he leaned back again, a feeling of relief filled you. All at once you felt lighter, less vulnerable.

Again, his hand placed itself on your hip, to be exactly where he wanted you to be, while the other one now very carefully placed itself on your lower back.

The touch of his fingers made you gasp. It felt so foreign and yet so tender.

As he began to move you couldn't help but drop your head into the pillows.

First he was gentle, letting you feel how deep he could thrust. Then he became a little faster. The tip of his cock reached deep and whenever he hit that one spot something between your legs started to throb.

Slowly he got faster and faster, his grip on your hips tightened. The veins on his cock rubbed against your walls.

The sound of your bodies slapping together mixed with his heavy breathing and your hoarse gasps. You thought you had already gotten used to his rhythm, when suddenly his other hand stroked along the side of your back.

Surprised, you moaned.

"Marcus!", you gasped and were surprised by another thrust that hit deep into you.

His hand stroked your shoulders to finally bury itself in your neck, gently pulling on your hair. Pushing you deeper into the pillows, he thrust into you with more force. The pace made his cock tremble with tension, pressing against your walls and chasing heat between your legs.

With your eyes rolled back you let him dominate you while thin strings of saliva dripped from the corners of your mouth. Heat made your whole body glow.

"Ma-Marcus!", his name was like a prayer from your mouth.

His thrusts were so powerful, so good, that the magic inside you responded to them. Blue sparks suddenly oozed from your (S/C) skin. Like fireflies, they filled the winter garden.

When they kissed Marcus' pale skin, he gasped. The touch was warm, almost hot. Breathing heavily, he leaned over you, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

"(Y/N)!", he moaned.

His hole body was trembling. He was so close but refused to stop before you finished.

Pressing into his thrusts, you closed your eyes and concentrated on the feel of his cock as he thrust into you. Your walls already felt swollen and you could feel how close you were.

It felt like a knot between your legs that pulsated. It was torture, making you twitch and moan under him as if it would be the last thing that kept you from going insane.

With every movement he twitched. He grew even bigger, spreading you so far that you turned into a hot mess. You were melting under him.

And Marcus knew that. Oh, he knew it so well it made him smirk.

"Marcus..!", you voice was trembling as everything inside you tightened. "Just... a bit... more!"

With his last strength he let his hips roll into you, so merciless that he reached deeper than he would have thought possible.

The tightness of your walls made his breath hitch.

He gasped, so close to his own release. His hands found yours, fingers locked.

The heat inside you suddenly pulled together, it felt like you were on fire.

"Marcus!", you screamed, unable to think.

All at once the heat exploded.

Your whole body began to tremble. You threw your head back and couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. Like a wave, the feeling of release hit you, swept you away.

Your walls tightened around Marcus' cock, choking him. A deep growl made his chest tremble.

Three thrusts and he buried himself inside you with a groan.

The tip of his cock was so swollen that you gasped.

Warm, sticky liquid filled you again.

Breathing exhaustedly, he collapsed on top of you. His abs pressed against your back.

"Don't...", you whispered exhaustedly. "Please."

Immediately he let himself fall to the side, so as not to crush the orbs. His arms didn't let go, though, and pulled you close so he could press a gentle kiss to your shoulder.

A sigh left your lips.

"You were just waiting for that, weren't you? To make me suffer?", you chuckled. "Now my back hurts."

He laughed. The vibration of his chest made goosebumps grow all over your body.

"I told you I would show you.", he kissed your neck.

"I hate you, Marcus."

"I love you."

When he said it you had to inhale in surprise. Smiling, you pressed yourself into his embrace.

"Say that again.", you whispered.

He grinned.

"What exactly?", he asked, obviously in the mood to tease you.

You gave him a gentle kick.

"You know what I mean."

"Fine... I love you."

"You love you too. Grumpy."

As the words reached his ears, Marcus closed his eyes. He wanted to take this moment in as much as possible, wanted it to last forever.

His eyes closed.

He was tired. Tired but happy.

But suddenly he had to groan.

"Fuck.", he turned on his back.

Grinning, you raised an eyebrow.

"What's the matter?"

He sighed, smiling.

"As much as I want to, we can't fall asleep here."

"Why not?"

"I'm a dad, remember? I can't let Ren be on her own over night."

You snorted.

"First you fuck me like a maniac and now you're ging back to being a boring, responsible dad? You're truly like no other, grumpy."

He snorted.

"Twice.", he said proudly. "I fucked you twice."