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The Anniversary(M)

A/N: I’ve never written a smut before so this is something new I’m trying. Feel free to send in criticism. Depending on how this goes I may take request later on.

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• As you sat on the bed waiting for your boyfriend, Mark, to come back from practice, you went over your routine over and over. Today was your 1 year anniversary and you wanted to make it special by trying something new, a lap dance! You were beyond nervous. Too late to back out now.

You heard the front door close and quickly got up to stand in front of the chair placed in the middle of the room. When Mark walks in his jaw drops. You were wearing a dark red lacy lingere set. “What’s all this,” he asks with a smirk noticing the chair’s placement. “You’re anniversary present. Come sit,” you point at the chair.

When Mark sits you walk over to where your phone was plugged into the surround sound and hit play. Skin by Rihanna starts playing. You slowly walk up to Mark and whisper in his ear as sexily as you could “2 rules: No touching me. No touching yourself.” You smirk and take a few steps back and start doing the dance you’ve practiced for weeks.

You dropped down in front of him and crawled to him, never breaking eye contact. Once you reach his knees you spread them apart and and slowly rise up so you can straddle him. You start rocking your hips to the final beats. You can tell Mark is struggling to not touch you. His head tilted back, eyes squeezed shut, and his boner rock hard beneath you.

The song ends and you’re panting looking into each other’s eyes. “Can I touch you yet,” Mark asks slightly panting as well. “You can do whatever you want to me now,” you smile at him. Suddenly you’re being lifted and thrown on the bed with Mark following. He rips off your lingere promising to by you more and then stripping himself. He gets back on top of you and kisses down you’re body. His hand goes down to feel how wet you’ve gotten and he moans and sticks his fingers in his mouth tasting you.

He flips you onto your stomach and lifts your hips up. Reaching over you for a condom you can feel his boner against your leg and you whine and shake your butt a little to make hurry. That earns you a smack on your butt. “Don’t rush me princess. I want this to last as long as it can,” he growls in your ear. He rubs his boner against your heat and slides in slowly letting you adjust.

His thrust start off slow then he’s pounding into you, grunting every now and then. You, on the other hand, are constantly moaning. Feeling your release start to come you start to move in sync with Mark. Mark notices and starts rubbing your clit. “Cum for me baby. Cum all over my cock that you love so much,” he moans. His deep voice pushes you over the edge and your soon cumming. Mark following along after a few more thrust with a long moan.

He pulls out and disposes of the condom and brings you wipes to clean yourself. You lay there for a while cuddling as your breaths slow down. After a while Mark speaks up, “On our 2 year anniversary, can we try anal?” “MARK,” you yell smacking him with a pillow and your face getting warm all of a sudden.

Voice Mail Pt. 1 (M)

MARK’S POV

The sound of your phone alerting you of a message repeatedly is what woke you this morning. You groan loudly checking the time on your digital clock, 10:30AM on a Saturday. “Why are you like this?!” You yell at your phone.  When you unlock your phone you see “24 new messages…25 new messages…26 new messages…” all from “Markie 💩”

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Mark is your best friend since childhood. You have been through so much together and of course you developed feelings for him. Last night the two of you went out with a whole group of your friends and Mark got really drunk. You being the best friend that you are offered to take him home and let everyone else continue partying.

When you had finally got to his apartment you used your spare key to unlock the door while Mark leaned on your shoulder. You helped through the doorway, shutting and locking the door behind you. “Y/N,” he mumbled into your neck while you walked him to his room, “You’re really the best.” —- You start to wonder if something happened after you left last night so you quickly open the message scrolling to the very first one. You were shocked at what came up.

3:43AM: IMAGE

You screamed and quickly covered your mouth, not being able to look away. Mark, your best friend, had just sent you a dick pic. You decided to keep going through the messages and underneath the picture was a text message.

3:43AM: “I really wish you would’ve stayed…”

“Ahhhhh,” you screamed again. There were more pictures, but you decided to skip through to the ones from a few minutes ago.

10:07AM: “DON’T OPEN MY VOICEMAILS!!!” 10:08AM: “PLEASE” 10:09AM: “JUST DELETE THEM!!!!” 10:09AM: “AND IGNORE MY TEXT MESSAGES FROM EARLIER” 10:11AM: “Y/N?” 10:11AM: “Are you awake yet?” 10:11AM: “Did you listen to them?” 10:12AM: “Did you read the messages?” 10:15AM: “I’m so sorry.”

The string of messages continue. You put your phone down and just watch it keep lighting up with new messages. You had already seen one text message so you assumed the others were similar. But the voice mails. You hadn’t even noticed your phone notifying you of 4 new voice mails.

The messages do say not to listen to then, but the longer you sit there the more curious you got. Before you know it you were picking up your phone again. After you unlock it and go to the voice mail app, you hesitate before taking a deep breath and hitting play.

As soon as it started he moans. “Y/N,” he whines, “Answer your phone I need your help.” Then you can hear rustling in the back.Then he’s moaning again. “I think the only way I can finish is if I hear your voice,” he whines again, “Maybe if I show you what I need help with, you’ll answer?” He says in a questioning tone, then he hangs up.

You realize you’ve tensed up from the message. His voice was way deeper than you’ve ever heard it before and you didn’t know how to feel. You just went ahead to the second and hit play, this time without hesitating. “Mmm,” he starts “Did you see it? Should I send another, maybe from a different angle?” It’s quiet. All you can hear is what you assume to be him jacking off and that made you wetter than you’d like to admit. Then he hangs up.

You quickly click play on the next one. “Were the last two better?” He asks, “I made sure to take it while the tip was wet” You could just tell he was smirking. Now he’s panting, “Y/N, please answer the phone, I need to hear your voice.” He starts panting again, then, again, he hangs up. There was one last voice mail, you didn’t if you could handle it. “Well, I’ve come this far,” you say to yourself as you hit play.

He grunts, “All I had to do was find a video of you talking,” he chuckles, “now I’m really close.” He’s panting faster and grunting, “Ohhh,” he moans. “Oh fuck fuck fuck,” and he hangs up. You just heard Mark cum. You put your phone back down and lay back on your bed.

As you’re laying thinking of what to do, you notice your phone is no longer ringing like crazy. You unlocked your phone to see what the last thing Mark sent was.

10:46AM: “Call me when you wake up.” 10:46AM: “Please.”   So you called him. “Hello,” he answered after the first ring. “Good morning,” you say quietly. “Did you listen to them?” He asks frantically, “Did you see the messages?” You were quiet for a while. “He-,” he started but you talked over him,

“Can you come over?”

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Voice Mail Pt.2 (Final Part) (M)

This will be the final part. I hope you enjoyed!

“Can you come over?“

It went silent again before he spoke up, "Umm…yeah, sure.” Before you can even say bye he hung up. You let out a long breath before deciding to go wash up before he got to your house. By the time you’ve finished washing your face he was already knocking at the door. You look at yourself in the mirror and give yourself a little pep talk, “Come on, Y/N, you can do this. It’s just Mark.”

As your walking to your front door he knocks again and you speed up your pace a little. When you swing the door open you immediately lock eyes. You’ve all of sudden become very nervous. “Come in,” you say as you move aside for him. As soon as you shut the door you could feel the tension, you wondered if he could too.

He follows you to your couch and takes a seat on the couch opposite you. “So…” he starts, “Did you see them?” You look straight into his eyes, “I did.” You had a plan to clear up this sexual tension between you. You just needed to stay confident. “I enjoyed them, actually,” you continued. His eyes widened and you could see his throat bob from gulping.

“You did?” He asked. You hummed your response, “But there’s something that’s not right about this whole situation,” you say starting to get more comfortable. You leaned back into the couch and crossed your legs. Still in your over sized pajama shirt, that you were sure was Mark’s, with nothing but your panties underneath.

He took a quick glance at the skin being revealed and balled his hands into fists, “Wha- what would that be?” He stuttered nervously. You smirk, “You got to have an orgasm, while I was left horny and wet.” Mark’s jaw dropped. You laughed as his expression and slid down the couch and started crawling to him.

Mark started rubbing his legs and bit his lip in anticipation. Once you reached his legs, you spread his knees farther apart and rubbed him through his jeans. He was already semi hard. “Y/N,” he breathes. You open up his jeans and pull him out, then you crawl up his body, straddle him, and start grinding against him.

“Mark, what were you thinking about last night, when you were touching yourself,” you whisper in his ear. He bites his lip and groans, “You underneath me, making the most sinful sounds I had ever heard.” You throw your head back and moan, “Mmm let’s take this to the room.”

He quickly gets up and carries you to the room, kissing up and down your neck the whole way there. He sits you on the bed and takes off your shirt. He looks at your chest and smiles, “They look even better than I imagined.” Then he gets on his knees and starts to suck on your left nipple while groping your right breast.

You tug his hair to pull his back as a sign to move on. He lifts you up and moves you further up the bed. He kisses slowly down your stomach stopping when he reaches your panties. He rubs his nose up your slit to your clit and puts some pressure on it. “Ohhh Mark, baby,” you moan.

He smiles up at you, loving that sound and wanting to hear it all night. He bites your panties and tugs then down to your ankles letting you kick them off. He looks into your eyes and in that moment you feel as if you can see exactly how he feels about you. But that moment doesn’t last long as he starts rubbing your clit at a crazy fast speed and you squeeze your eyes shut.

You start tugging at his shirt realizing he’s still fully dressed. He chuckles and stops to take his clothes never breaking eye contact. The whole time he’s undressing, your hips keep bucking and you keep clenching over nothing. You can tell he loves seeing how horny he’s made you.

“Maaark, hurry up and put it in,” you whine impatiently. He smirks, “Condom?” You groan mad about having to waste more time, “In the drawer over there.” You point towards your bedside table. After he put the condom on he was back on top of you in an instant. He slid in with ease. He goes in slowly at first, then pulls out and thrusts hard once. He repeats this for the first few thrust, but when you start whining again he starts to speed up.

He grunts in your ear with each thrust, while you moan. He lifted his head from your neck and looked at you instead. You watched his eyes roam all over your face. He got closer and closer until eventually he was kissing you and thrusting harder. He sat up and lifted one of your legs over his shoulder. The new angle had him hitting your g spot every time.

“Do you remember what I needed to cum last night?” He asks grunting and with a smirk. You actually had to think for a second, before you remembered. He needed to hear your voice. “Hmmm, baby, I don’t remember,” you said struggling to not moan in between. He started pounding faster.

“OH! Y-yes I do!” You practically yelled. “Come on, baby, I’m so close. I want you to cum with me,” you moaned with your head thrown back. “Oh shit! Oh my gosh, Mark, don’t stop. Keep pounding your thick cock into me!” You really struggled to get that out as you’re about to cum any second. “Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh,” you moaned out when you came.

When you finally opened your eyes you saw Mark’s head flying back as he came too. His hips stuttering, his stomach clenching and his throat on full display. You were you could cum again from the sight. When he came down from his high, he fell on top of you and slowly pulled out.

He went to throw away the condom, as he came back he put his boxers back on and he had a towel to clean you up. When you two finally layed down and got comfortable, your eyelids got heavy. Suddenly you were woken from your almost slumber by his voice.

“So does this mean you like me too?” He asked with a huge smile on his face. You kissed his shoulder, then his neck, “Yes, dummy ,” you say with a smile just as big as his. “I may even love you,” you say a bit more quiet.

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The Fight (A)

Requested by @wangdeasang omg you requested this so long ago sorryyy ❤️❤️

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He didn’t mean to say it. It was in the heat of the moment. He let his anger get the better of him, saying things he didn’t mean. You had never seen Mark so angry, but right now you could care less. No matter how angry you were, you’d never say something so hurtful. Especially if it wasn’t true.You locked yourself in the bathroom crying your eyes out. Mark’s banging on the door spilling out apologies and saying how he didn’t mean to call you that. He knew how much you hated the word, yet he still said it.

“Y/N, please!” He yells through the door. “I’m sorry! What can I do to make it up to you?! I’ll do anything! Please!”

He went on and on. You just wanted some time to yourself. To think.

“Just leave!” You yell back before continuing to sob into your hands.

Mark wanted to tell you he wasn’t going anywhere, that he was going to stay until he knew you two were okay. But when he heard you crying and sobbing through the door, it broke him. So he left, hoping some alone time was all you needed.

You stopped crying long enough to hear his footsteps get quieter and quieter before hearing the front door open and close. You wash your face and finally exit the bathroom. You walk to your bedroom and throw yourself on the bed. Your nose is stuffed and your head hurts from crying for so long. You just wanted to sleep, but your mind was going too crazy. What if this was the breaking point for you two? You couldn’t even begin to imagine not being together. The thought of waking the next few days without him after this fight was too much. You broke into tears again eventually crying yourself to sleep.

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While Mark was out he bought everything you loved. Your favorite candy, food, movies, flowers, and even considered buying you a puppy. If it wasn’t for how late it was and the pet store being close he definitely would have. He came back around 3AM quietly putting everything where they belong. He cracked the bedroom door open and saw you curled up with your face in his pillow. This made him smile, he thought maybe you’d forgive him. He gently closed the door and slept on the couch.

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The next morning you wake up and your eyes feel even more puffier than usual. You walk to the bathroom and wash up and feel so refreshed as you walk to the kitchen. You almost forgot about the fight with Mark until you walk past him sleeping on the couch with a giant bouquet of your favorite flowers on the coffee table in front of him. Next to the flowers you see your favorite candy.You want to cry again.

You walk over to him and squat in front of the couch. You run your hand through his hair and softly kiss his forehead. You watch him sleep as your eyes began to water. Now you feel bad, as if maybe you did overreact. As you sniffle, you see Mark start to stir from his sleep and watch as he slowly blinks his eyes open. Once he realizes you’re sitting in front of him crying he jumps up with wide eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He asks voice full of concern, “Are you still upset? Do you want me to leave?” His voice gets quieter.

You look up at him snd smile, “No. Please don’t leave.” You wrap your arms around him.

“Ever.”

A wave of relief washes over Mark as he watches you smile against him and knows that you’re still his and he’s still yours. However, he’s still afraid you don’t know how much he regretted what he said as soon as he said it.

“I’m so sorry, princess. I swear I will never call you that again. I love you so much. I never want to fight again.” Now he’s got a few tears spilling.

You chuckle lightly, “I love you too.”

He kisses your lips once, twice, then so many times that you lose count. Mark pulls you up onto the couch and lays you on your back as he begins kissing down your neck.

“I want to show how sorry I am in so many other ways,” he whispers against your skin.

[got7] daddy!mark fucking his babygirl really slow, she can feel every inch of him deep inside her. his cock is burried so deep inside it almost feels like he's centimetres away from her lungs. "so silent baby, what happend? kitty ate your tongue?" he whispered in her ear sending shivers up her spine. "s-so..deep daddy" she said a tear escaping her eye. "so deep" she moaned again...

I think this was for the hard hours thing I did a while ago.. If not, let me know but dear sweet baby Jesus...

Just as I had thought I was over my Mark Tuan simp headspace, you gotta gimme this gem!!

BAHAHAHAHA wtf, all these collab stories are frickin hilarious 😂😭😭

No Strings Attached

mark tuan x reader

wc: 5.3k

genre: au, humour, swearing, explicit sexual content. @listlessmaenads​ described it as “it’ll be like watching a car crash in slow motion”.

summary: lab partners turned sex partners — that was now on top of the list of things mark didn’t expect to happen tonight. but, as the night went on, he’d soon learn that he’d have to add more to the list.

a/n: i wish i could say i was sorry for this but i am not. i hope you all suffer like i did as i wrote it lmao. part of the pleasure chest collab.

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