#mark lee day!!!

[jaes1lvr]

if you can take my hand

i promise we'll find love again

[jwisun]

7dreamies reaction to you breaking your leg but it's unserious

(gn!reader, sfw!)

mark

renjun

jeno

haechan

jaemin

chenle

jisung

(sorry for all the caps and overuse of crying emoji my bad)

[jentlemahae]

VHS TAPES STARRING MARK LEE (CIRCA 1999)

[mrkis]

— [02:33]

A.N| my health is still low but i miss writing for my man. gotta remind you who the main is🥴☝🏼 originally this was written for someone else, but the more i read over it, the more i pictured mark and my pussy started yodelling.

"that's it, good girl," mark hisses through his teeth, his fingers twisting in your hair to yank at the roots, the burn on your scalp making you let out a satisfying moan. "look so fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth. taking it so well."

your chest blossoms with warmth at the compliment even though it's clear you're struggling to take him, lips stretched around his cock, cheeks hallowed as you suck, your cunt clenching around nothing as you watch him throw his head back with a grunt.

you pull off to swirl your tongue around his tip and his grip tightens in your hair, pulling you away from his cock to arch your head back and you moan, the strain sending a thrill to your pussy.

“open,” mark orders as his free hand grips your cheeks and you immediately obey, opening your mouth and staring up at mark with glistening eyes that widen when he leans over you, puckering his lips to spit inside your mouth.

the act is dirty but you can’t help but whine, that feeling in the pit of your stomach getting stronger and the need for him to fuck you pussy full grows.

his hand drops from your cheek to massage against you throat, “swallow, baby.”

you do as you’re told like the good girl you are, swallowing happily with a smile that makes mark’s heart flutter, cooing as he caresses your face and leans down to press a loving kiss to your forehead before his grip in your hair resumes, bringing you back to his cock that demands your attention.

“go ahead,” mark hums, staring down at your with darkened eyes be a smirk. “show me how badly you want my cum next.”

©𝗠𝗥𝗞𝗜𝗦

[viasdreams]

MARK JISUNG STICKY CHALLENGE

LIFE IS WORTH LIVING !!!

SOMETHING GOT STICKY THATS FOR SURE

[coqueverette]

don’t open the photo lee

[sexy-monster-fucker]

How (some of) My Favorite Characters Would Kiss You at Midnight on New Years

I thought this would be something fun to do in honor of me being a New Year’s Baby and all.

ft: Lee Russell, Mark Hoffman, Eddie Brock|Venom, Aaron Hotchner (first time writing for him!),

a/n: I know time zones exist and therefore not everyone would see the ball drop at the same time, but this is for fun so who cares!

~~~

Lee Russell

- Neal Gamby had invited you over for a New Year’s Eve party. Calling it a “Principals Party” seeing as thought Lee and yourself were the only people he could trust since being shot.

- Lee started the night having all of you throw back shots. Changing to smoking some joints he had picked up from some old delinquent that graduated a few years back. Toothy grin taking over his face as he exclaimed with joy.

- Gamby sipped on a beer as you made yourself a fruity cocktail. The minutes ticked closer to midnight. You found your face growing warm as the alcohol burned the whole way down. Gaze finding its place on your coworker.

- Lee put on some music with a Bluetooth speaker he had brought. Erratically dancing to the fast paced pop music. Singing along as he extended a hand to you.

- Throwing caution to the wind, you took his hand. Dancing along to the hits from a few years ago. Laughing and smiling as he cheered you on. “There ya go, sweetheart,” Lee cooed with a suck of his teeth.

- Lee admired the way your curves moved as you danced. Lying to himself about the liquor settling on his hardening cock. How he could not remember the last time he felt like this for someone. Usually the type to only be with people for his own gain.

- Gamby choked on his beer as he abruptly sat up. “Shit— It’s almost midnight!” Scrambling to grab the remote and click through the channels on the TV. You and Lee both cursed as you plopped onto the couch beside Gamby, Lee in the middle.

- All of you shouted which channel would be showing the broadcast. Arguing which one would be best as Gamby stomped his foot to shut you up. All of you sighing in relief when he finally landed on a channel. Less than two minutes til midnight.

- “Fuck! I wanted to do shots as soon as it drops—“ Lee hopped off the couch running to pour three shots for you guys. “Hurry up, Lee!” You called out. He chastised you as he spilt the shot glasses he carried. Passing them to you both, ending yours with a “my lady.”

- 30 seconds. Lee’s legs bounced up and down with excitement. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to get me drunk, Russell,” you chuckled as you sniffed the strong alcohol. Lee’s hazel eyes darted between your eyes and mouth. His cheeks pink.

- 15 seconds. You found yourself staring at Lee’s lips. Knowing what was usually done when the clock struck midnight.

- You all began counting down from ten. Smiling ear to ear, surrounded by your closest friends. You’d been through a lot in the last year. You cherished moments like this.

- “3!… 2!… 1!!!” You each threw back your shots. Faces contorting at the strength. You and Lee shot glances over to one another. Meeting quicker than intended, you both went in for a kiss. Sloppily interlocking.

- Your eyes shot open momentarily before melting into him. Wrapping your arms around his neck as drunken horniness took over. Lee’s hands roamed your body as he pushed himself into you. Forgetting you were not alone.

- “Jesus Christ, you guys,” Gamby groaned.

- “Give us some space, Gamby,” Lee said between kisses.

- “THIS IS MY HOUSE!”

- “Go reintroduce yourself to your hand or something— for fuck’s sake,” Lee deepened the kiss ignoring how his friend still sat next to him.

~

Mark Hoffman

- Of course Mark works on New Year’s Eve. Investigating cases never stops. And he would be damned if he ever let Peter Strahm get a leg up on him.

- You leaned against his desk, some case file pinched between your fingers. Staring at pictures of the newest Jigsaw victim. Unsavory and bloody.

- Mark’s thick hands sprawled across the paperwork. You could have gone home, but it was more fun to stay with him. Even if he was consumed by his job.

- You looked at the clock. It was just a few minutes to midnight. You walked over to one of computers and found a livestream of the ceremony in New York.

- “What’re you doing?” Mark deep tone broke the silence between you. Chills prickled down your skin at his innocent question. Something about him got you like this. Needy.

- “Don’t you wanna watch the ball drop?” You looked over your shoulder at him. Hooded eyes caught staring at your ass. You smirked.

- “Doesn’t matter,” Mark’s eyes bounced to the screen. Unable to deny the statistics of the night as he saw how many people filled the streets. A faltering thought when his eyes went back to you.

- You pouted at him. You leaned down to grab the bottle you had hidden in one of the drawers. “Don’t even wanna have some champagne with me?”

- Mark smirked, “You planned this all day?”

- You walked over, sitting the champagne on his desk and resting your hands on the arms of his chair. Capturing him between you. “I like to celebrate,” your lips achingly close to his.

- Mark looked around. “Cups?”

- You shook your head as you wrapped some old napkin around the bottle as you popped it open, “Gotta drink it out of the bottle.”

- Thank God none of it spilled.

- You took a huge swig as the countdown got to 60 seconds. Mark took it from you and drank some himself. It burned so good. Immediately flushing your cheeks.

- Mark stood up behind you. Walking over and towering over your figure. His large arms wrapped around you as his groin pinned you to the table. His nose traced your neck and jaw.

- Your fingers tangled in his hair. Smiling widely. You knew you’d get him eventually.

- 30 seconds. Mark’s fingers danced around your waistband. Deep blue eyes staring at the staticy screen. Your smell did things to him. Sweet aroma taking over his senses and urges. He wanted to take you right then. No matter how inappropriate.

- 15 seconds. Mark reached forward grabbing the bottle and drinking more of it. Passing it to you after.

- “3!… 2!… 1!!”

- Mark spun you around. Pushing his plump lips against yours. Kissing you with a hunger you had never felt from him before. Tongue venturing between your lips. Body pinning yours.

- “Let me fuck you,” Mark’s alcohol ridden breath asked between kisses. You giggled. Hands coming up flat against his chest.

- “We can’t at work,” you mumbled.

- Mark groaned as he ground himself into you. His hardening member taking over his urges. Needing you worse than ever before.

- “Maybe next year you’ll take off work,” you teased.

~

Eddie Brock|Venom

- The apartment was completely wrecked from the fun time Venom had been having. Alcohol always turned him into a party animal. And of course, you always played along.

- You and Venom sung along to some 90s hits karaoke. Buzzed as the words slurred and stumbled from your mouth. Broken pitch and laughter taking over the well-known lyrics. Swishing of party beads against your bodies backing up the vocals.

- “Guys, the ball’s about to drop,” Eddie interrupted as you were attempting to select a new song. Venom growled in frustration before seeing the excitement come over you. Running over and joining Eddie on the couch.

- Eddie clicked through to a channel that was showing the countdown in New York.

- “This is such a weird human tradition,” Venom got close to the TV. Staring into it like a cat does a fish tank. Perplexed. Still attached to Eddie’s shoulder, causing him to pull forward slightly.

- “Another cycle around the sun, buddy. Isn’t that a reason to celebrate?” Eddie sipped his beer, eyebrows raising with his question.

- The symbiote thought silently. You looked at Eddie and shrugged.

- “Well,” you began, “And you get to kiss someone special when the ball drops.”

- That caught his attention. He lunged back to wrap around you and Eddie both. Sharp teeth curling into a smile as his white eyes stared into yours.

- Eddie caught on and pulled Venom back, “Hey- Hey- Hey- who said it would be you?”

- You giggled, fingers dancing up Eddie’s torso as you leaned deeply into him. Your breasts resting against his arm as you whispered, “Who said it would be you either?”

- Eddie smiled as he wrapped on of his arms around you. Keeping you close to him, “Don’t tease me, princess.” You both laughed flirtatiously.

- 30 seconds. “Come here, V,” you called him over to you. Putting a party hat around his head. Giggling at how he arched to look at it.

- 15 seconds. You snuggled up with your roommates. Hearing how loud people were on the TV. Excited for another year.

- “3!… 2!… 1!!”

- Eddie planted his lips onto yours. Eyes closed as you leaned in together. Soft plump lips against yours. You felt Venom plant a small kiss on your cheek.

- “Happy New Year,” Venom shouted.

~

Aaron Hotchner

- It had been decided that you would be having a party as a Team. Everyone was set up at Rossi’s house. Garcia had brought some cute black and gold decorations along with accessories for you all to wear.

- Derek and J.J. brought the liquor. Several of you throwing back shots and mixing things with your sodas. Your face burned with alcohol as you carelessly smiled.

- Hotch sipped some bourbon as he leaned against the counter. Dark eyes watching how you goofed around with your coworkers. Playing some sort of guessing-card game. A soft jealousy raising in his chest when he saw you lean in and run your arm down Reid’s torso.

- Your eyes kept darting to your supervisor in the kitchen. Fixated on the muscles showing in his t-shirt. How hot he looked in his casual clothes. Pretending like the two of you had not discussed sneaking off during the party. Hiding away in one of Rossi’s bedrooms for a little more fun.

- There was five minutes until the clock struck Midnight. You all huddled onto the couch surrounding the TV. Party hats and noise makers resting upon all your bodies. Reid turned and blew his, the paper tongue coming out and softly popping you in the face.

- A shadow overtook you. Looming over you from behind the couch. You arched your neck back to see Hotch standing above you. A drunken smile forming against rosey cheeks, “Hi, Hotch.”

- Unable to deny the smile that crept across his own face. Buzz of alcohol stinging behind his skin as he looked down locking eyes with you. “Hi, Y/N.” You began questioning if the alcohol was what really had your face so hot.

- Garcia grabbed Derek in excitement as the countdown finally showed the 60 second mark. “Oh-Oh! It’s almost time! Everyone, get ready to count down,” she conducted all of you.

- “Aaa~nd,” Derek began to tease, “Pick out who you’re gonna kiss when the clock strikes zero.” He wiggled his eyebrows at Garcia pulling a bright smile from her.

- Everyone erupted in a mix of laughter and boos. Emily threw a party favor at Morgan as she jokingly told him to shut up. Hotch’s hand fell against your shoulder.

- 30 seconds. Hotch came around and squeezed in between you and the arm of the couch. His arm resting on the back of the couch as he gave you a soft smile. Smell of his cologne took over your senses as you practically melted into him.

- 15 seconds. You blushed heavily as your hands awkwardly rested in your lap. Being tucked into Hotch’s arm, flush with his body. You fluttered your lashes up at him. Everything slowed down for a moment between you.

- “Ready guys?!” Everyone began counting down from 10. Drunken, loud voice shouting as if they could hear you all the way in New York. Smiling faces from everyone as the number lowered.

- “3!… 2!… 1!!! Happy New Year!”

- Hotch pinched your chin between his fingers. Planting a passionate kiss upon your lips. Your hand flattened against his chest as you both continued deepening it. Derek and Garcia were too busy sucking each other’s face to notice, but as for the rest of your team.

- Reid’s jaw hung open, J.J. and Emily softly celebrated for you, Rossi rolled his eyes with a smirk.

- “Happy New Year, Y/N,” Hotch smiled.

~

Bonus: Art the Clown

- He does not kiss you. He, in fact, counts down the last ten seconds with a swing of an axe until it hits zero and he finally bashes your head in.

~~~

// Thank you so much for reading! My birthday is January 1st and I just wanted to post something a little fun in honor of it. Happy New Year everyone! If you have any requests or characters you want me to write for, my inbox is always open! //

@megangovier ~ @toogaytofunctiondangit ~

[daydreamingyuta]

[7:12 pm] | Mark Lee

summary: fluff, drabble, getting ready with bf!mark for a date to your favorite restaurant <3 wc: 685 a/n: Happy Mark Day!! 🩵🩵

You’ve been looking forward to this date for weeks now. You love it when Mark takes you out no matter what you end up doing, but going to a nice dinner has always been your favorite. There’s just something about getting all dressed up and having a nice meal with the love of your life that was irresistible to you. (and not to mention getting to ogle at Mark in a suit all night long!!) So when he told you he made reservations at your favorite restaurant, you couldn’t be more excited. 

You spent the last hour doing your makeup, hair, and getting dressed. Mark spent that time watching a movie, already dressed except for his suit jacket that’s currently draped over your couch. 

“You like my new dress?” You ask him, standing in front of the tv and posing for him.

Mark’s smile lights up but it’s his eyes that tells you just how much he’s enjoying the new view. “Yeah, I do.” He says, voice cracking slightly. “Did you buy that for me?” His head tilted to the side. 

“No, of course not. I bought it for myself.” You walk closer to Mark as he sits up on the end of the couch. “Really?” He asks, sliding his hand behind your thigh pulling you in even closer. “Because it’s that light blue you know I love on you.”    

Your cheeks heat up as you smile down at him because you did in fact buy it because you know he finds you irresistible in baby blue. Denying it was pointless anyways, he knows you too well. “I’m almost ready to go, I just have to put on my shoes.” You say ignoring his remark because you both know the truth. His hands slide back to his side as he lets you go. 

You walk over to your big mirror to make sure everything looks nice. Your eyes shift from yourself to Mark as he comes behind you, wrapping his arms around you and you notice that he’s put his suit jacket on. “Do I not compliment you enough?” His head rests on your shoulder. 

“I’m just making sure I look fine.” You say smiling while fixing a couple baby hairs that were sticking out. 

His eyes scan you like maybe he might find a single flaw, but doesn’t. “You look more than fine, baby.” 

You turn to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck and flashing him a smile. He absentmindedly plays with the hem of your shirt, not because it needs fixing but because of his habit of always having his hands on you in some way. You learned this about him very quickly from the way he always traced little hearts on your thighs when you sat next to each other and how he never can stop himself from periodically kissing your temple when you cuddle. 

You loved this habit of his so much. 

“You ready?” Mark asks, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah! Let me just put my shoes on.” Mark follows your gaze to where your shoes sit on the floor. He’s quick to grab them before you have the chance and motions to your bed. “Sit.”

You happily oblige knowing the buckles on your heels are always hard to put on by yourself. He kneels down in front of you and slips on both shoes making sure they’re not too tight or too loose. “You’re so sweet to me, Mark.”

Mark furrows his eyebrows and his eyes meet yours. He stands up only to cup your face into his hands, leaning in to give you an unexpected kiss. “Anything for you.” He says with a hint of shyness that he shouldn’t have after years of being with you, but does. His hands drop from your cheeks to your hands, pulling you off the bed. “You ready to go? I’m starving.”  

You nod your head as you straighten his collar out. Once you're done he grabs your hand and you two head out the door, gushing about how excited you are to go to your favorite restaurant again.

[justbeinglonely]

📸 by jaemin pt. 3

(pt.1 and pt.2)

[haechurch]

Its mark lees bday (ystd) and i recalled the fact that mark says hes quite obvious if he liked someone, and the fact that i see him kinda obsessed with butts and all those videos where he groped members cheeks never fails to make me drool..... ah i need him in lyfe fr. Also istj♡

So thats why i made this smut based on those^ happy mark day<3

Your roommate is a famous jock, who is currently not home for celebrating his birthday at some party that throws just for him. Honestly, you didn't know it was his birthday until one of your friends that went there told you so. You're known as someone who doesn't like parties, although surprisingly enough, your mbti says that you're an extrovert, but you always find that you're too lazy to do the stuff.

So you're wondering when this your famous roommate will come home from his party, and think of something you could do for him as it's his birthday. He's home pretty late when he finds you watching spirited away in the living room.

"Hey, i thought you were asleep," he said. You munch on your popcorn and replied as your eyes glued to the tv, "hm, how's your party, birthday boy?" He chuckled and took off his cap, throwing it softly on the couch beside you, and heavily seat across from where you're sitting. He leaned back and spread his legs while his hand brushed his messy hair. "Cool, kinda tiring. Feels like my energy's being sucked," "well, that sound sucks." Both of you chuckled, he's so introvert for that (lol).

"I understand," you hum. "You know," you shifted on your seat, and as mark was clearly aware since he saw you in the living room; dressed so loosely only in your camisole (braless) and short pants, showing him a pose that makes you utterly look fuckable, you blurted out, "...do you have any idea what else that can be sucked at this moment?"

"What?" His tone was confused and he's kinda taken aback by your words.

You swear to god that teasing him is the most fun thing to do in this world. You laugh your ass off and brush him away, saying that you need to take a shower since you haven't done that today. I mean, why take a shower when you're literally at home all day?

"Since it's your birthday, why don't you tell me your wish? Or something that you wanted? Think about it while i'm in the shower." You wink at him playfully as you hopped into your room.

Mark's head is full of thoughts right now. He didn't know he would ask someone for giving him a birthday present, but he knows that he really needs that. He's thinking about it so hard as he cooling his head down in the shower too, until he decided on what he wanted for his birthday, especially from you.

Fyi, you can always hear when mark lee is jerking off in his room (or bathroom) when you're home. Of course, the wall is pretty thin and he's just too loud. So when you finished your quick shower and heard him in the bathroom, you knew exactly what he need the most for his birthday.

Later, you knock on mark's door, asking for permission to barge in. "Can i come in?"

"Uh-uh, yeah, sure," when you entered his room, you saw his hair is already half dry, and he is wearing a tight black t-shirt with shorts.

Holy moly.

Honestly, no one in the world would disagree that mark lee is hot.

You're making a bee line to where he stand beside his desk, and started talking next to him. "Sooo have you decided?" He chuckled nervously and started to act like an idiot. "Decided what?"

You frown an eyebrow, "your wish? You can tell me what you want for your birthday?" You reminded him. "Oh that, yeah, um-"

He placed his hand on his nape and be looking so awkward right now, but that's why you like him.

You bit your lips in amusement. Now it's getting harder to hold back.

You can't take it anymore and lean closer to him. He didn't even budge. "Mark.." you place your hands on his torso, and he slightly flinched at your action. "Tell me.." your hands caressing him down his abs, and stop at his groin. "Your wish." You whispered in his ear, and he swear he was getting goosebumps, his breath hitched when you place your hand on his center and gently cupped his bulge.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold up hold up," he's panicking as he points a pointless finger in the air, and you went crazy because of it. You're definitely a simp for mark lee.

"I-uh, hold up a sec, are you for real?" He's questioning instead.

"What do you mean?" You smiled at him. He's so adorable.

"I mean, why are you... i feel like.. this isn't it-"

"Mark."

"Yeah?"

"Just tell me, please? What do you want right now?"

You glanced at his boner and it's so fucking obvious. God it must be hurt. He has to quit playing dumb and ask for it when he knows he needs it more than anything.

"Fuck, help me with these," he gestured upturned hands right above his legs.

"How, mark? Tell me how do you like it, hm?" He has no idea how you had so much fun teasing him.

He got short-circuited again when you press your body against him and crane your head up, about to kiss him, "wai wh-" he backed off a little and placed his hands on your waist, both eyes finding each other as you hum before slowly close the gap between your lips and kissed him.

A short one. And then your eyes meet again, and he give you another kiss, this time out of his control. He basically pressed his face against yours, hands on your jaw before he put it all over your body and proceed to push you against the wall. You hang on him by grabbing at his nape and head, ruffling his hair into a mess. The kiss never breaks, he kiss you like he mean it, now he pressed his body on yours, and you can feel his big cock, hard as a rock. He's not that silent when kissing too, you can hear his breathy grunts and the fact that he's also a moaner. He tilted his head back and forth to kiss you at different angles, his tongue all over your mouth.

Both of you squirmed uncontrollably against each other when you make out against his bedroom wall, he squeezed your ass before he tapped your thighs for you to jump on him and bring you onto his bed.

He didn't waste his time pulling down his shorts and breathily plea, "suck me off."

You delighted hearing his request, overjoyed to finally have him asking for you to please him, "as you wish, sir."

You immediately take him into your hand, eyes locked with him as he winced, groaning when you suck his tip and swallow him into your mouth. When you started to bob your head, he throw his head back with a sigh, his neckline is prominent and his adam's apple bob deliciously.

You can feel your lips torn up because of how big he is, and you can feel the veins as you drag your tongue along his shaft. "Oh, fuck, that's it baby, you're doing so good," he hissed sexily and it almost made you cum. Embarrassing.

Considering how much you are already wet for him from just sucking his cock is insane. He face fucked you as he let out his honey moans and groans, every time you find his tip meeting the back of your throat and you felt like swallowing it, you try your best not to choke miserably on his cock.

"Where do you want me to cum?" He asked. "Of course, you can't talk." He chuckled as he mocked you. "You have to swallow it like a good girl, you think you can do that?" You nod your head eagerly. "Alright."

"Good girl." Every time he spits those words from his mouth, you felt your pussy clenching and it hurts.

His thrusts are getting faster and faster when warm loads run down your throat as he grunts loudly while throwing his head back again, then when he look down, you already gaze into his eyes and barely lick your lips, mouth full and smudged with his cum and your saliva.

"Shit.." he's savoring the sight before him for a while, and then he asked.

"Can i fuck you?"

You cracking up in front of him, it's not funny at all but-

"I told you, your wish is my command, baby." You started to strip and show him your naked body, prettily exposed on his bed, ready to be used.

"Fuck, isn't this my best birthday ever?" You laugh at him again.

"I know. Happy birthday, now eat your cake." You said jokingly.

He sneered and take his remaining clothes off, then crawl into the bed, and started kissing you from head to toe. He played with your tits, fumbled them here and there, pinching your nipples, nipping and licking. He sucked on the flesh just right above your chest, your throat, your shoulder, marking his mark.

"This tells that you're mine."

"Yours."

Your voice hitched and your neck arched when he lick your pussy, eating you out. You squirm under his touch and pull on his hair, only making him more passionate to giving you pleasure. He abused your clit and folds in the most delicious way that made you a moaning mess, the sound of him slurping your juices and his moan was making you beyond aroused. His tongue and lips find their way to clean up and suck every fold, fucking your hole. You whine when you feel like you're about to burst.

"Wait, mark, i wanna come around your cock," you asked him with a pout, and he can't really resist that.

"On your knees, pretty girl." You do as he says, eagerly arching your back and showing him your ass. He slapped it. Twice.

Mark rubs his tip sensually up and down your entrance before lining his cock to your pussy, he's doing that for a while, making more juices leaking from your core. But suddenly he put his cock between your ass cheeks then poked on the entrance, but never really thrust them. He's such a tease.

"H-hurry, please.."

"Hm? It's kinda nice to hear you begging like this, you know? What is it, pretty?"

"Please, mark, just fuck me," he never felt this victorious before.

He smirked and wet his lips, "gladly."

You moan as he rams into you, he picked up a steady pace as he fuck you from behind. He got your eyes rolled to the back of your head, drools are already all over your mouth and chin.

"Fuck, mark," "it's so good. So good, so good, so good," you cry over his cock, you heard him grunt heavily and he felt you tighten when he land another slap on your ass.

"Yeah? You like that, huh? Tell me you like it."

"I like it, i love it, ah-"

He's fucking you so good you felt like you're gonna cum soon. Your pussy keeps getting tighter as it swallows him, wrapping his cock like a gift.

"Are you gonna cum? Come on, cum around me, pretty girl," he squeezed and slap your ass, his thrust never faltered, bringing you into your climax. "Ahh- i think- i'm gonna cum, mark-"

The moment he played with your nipples, you lost it, you came so hard your vision got white as he keep thrusting into you, chasing his high.

"M-mark!"

"I know baby, i know, just, try to take this one okay, please,"

He pleaded. And you moan even harder. He piston in and out until you heard his deep groans as he cum inside you. Both of you were too immersed in the sex that you didn't realize what was just happened. He quickly pulled out though.

"Shit, i'm sorry,"

"It's okay. I'm on the pill anyways,"

When you glanced at him, he was breathing heavily, sweat covering his body, making him glow under the dim light. Mouth agape, hair's disheveled. Perfect.

"So.."

"So?"

"Uh, thank you, for the present. This is what i wanted from you. I guess.."

You smiled fondly at him. He has always been just a hot roommate to you although he's actually attractive in many ways, but you might really, really like him more than you thought.

"You know what?" You get up on your elbow, "you were always loud when you jerked off."

Oh.

Oh, he's freaking out.

"And that's.. with you almost every time calling my name.."

He's swearing in his head.

Mark lee, aren't you just too obvious?

[minzbins-moved]

(990802) happy birthday mark 🎂

[ilwonuu]

could I request fun late night talk with mark 😣 ty!

of course anonie<3 my first mark request hehehe!!! i love mark sm. this is gonna be my attempt of being cute and funny. lmfaooo thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy and im so sorry this is so late ml<3

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✧ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀－ 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉， 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

✧ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌－ 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀， 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 （𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾）𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝗇，𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗌， 𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌（ 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾） 𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗅 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀， 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝗈𝗄， 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝗂 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀<𝟥

✧ 𝖺／𝗇－ 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖽𝖺𝗒<𝟥𝟥𝟥 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒，，， 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈． （𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽） 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄 ！！！ 🪅🪅

“do you think turtles can understand us?” your boyfriend asks with a laugh. you just nod your head. surely they do. honestly you and mark were so tired at this point you didn’t know what you two were even doing.

you two were cuddled up in your living room on your couch. both of you covered in blankets as you two held each other.

“i think animals can understand.” you winked at him with a laugh.

“dude- we should get a pet.” mark looks at you. with the biggest smile on his face.

“dude- you want to be parents already?” you joke with a smile.

“yea- i think we’ll be good parents honestly.” he shrugs.

“we should get a pet then.” you agreed with your boyfriend.

“i’m serious babe.” he says with a smirk. he doesn’t know how excited you are that he even brought up the idea of pets. you have wanted that really badly.

“what’s a good pet name?” you ask him giving him your full attention.

“woah- you can’t just ask me out of the blue. i have no idea what’s a good pet name.” you laugh at him.

“yeah me neither.” you shrug.

“dude let’s watch a nature documentary or something.” your boyfriend reaches for the remote with the biggest excitement in his eyes.

“we can watch anything you want to markie-” you say to him with a little shake. he shakes off your words with a smile.

“i love really love you babe.” he says leaning over to plant a kiss against your head.

“i’m surprised you didn’t slide a dude in there. i love you too.” you smiled at his gesture before laying your head on his shoulder for a moment.

“what time is it?” you asked with a smile.

“dude i don’t know my phone is actually gone. it’s under me somewhere and i’m not moving from you.” your boyfriend says after looking around for not very long.

“mine too. i guess we’ll never know. it’s our sign to talk down here forever.” you laughed with him before turning to him.

“you’re right- we’re stuck here.” mark says with a smile. and you were completely fine with staying there, like this forever honestly.

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Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day (2008)

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