#nct mark smut
The hotness was suffocating and the hot water falling down his body didn’t help his case, his thoughts were full of you. Your bright eyes, the way you would softly smile to him, your delicate hands.. Mark couldn’t stop his mind to think about how your soft touch would feel around him, imagining your hands gripping his cock instead of his tentacles, imagining you kneeling in front of him, eyes full of lust fixated on his thick length. All he could wish in this moment was to have you right now and right here.
A/N: Not me reposting this because it doesn’t show on the tags—
He was looking so damn good. His hair still dripping, his abs contracting with each of his breaths, in his jogging which suited him perfectly, shaping his crotch deliciously. You bit your lower lip looking at him with precision, letting your imagination go wild, imagining you letting him do whatever he wanted to you, from making you suck him off to pinning against the mattress whilst violently pounding your dripping cunt.
“Stop staring at me.” He said suddenly, tearing you away from your erotic thoughts. You sighed loudly, completely ignoring his comment and preventing yourself from rubbing your legs together due to the arousal that obviously seemed to have reached your panties.
“What are you going to do if I don’t want to, Mark?” You dared him, raising an eyebrow at him, wanting to discreetly provoke him.
“If you want to act like a brat, tell me directly so I can punish you.” He smirked, opening his eyes to look at you again, noticing the obvious way you were rubbing your thighs together to get some form of stimulation.
He tried to keep his amused but serious demeanor, though deep down he only wanted to laugh at the situation. A peaceful evening that took on an erotic twist only because of a simple little bickering about nothing at all. It was kind of ridiculous, but he clearly saw in your playing behavior that you only wanted one thing; him to fuck you. Or rather that he ‘punishes’ you for your 'bratty behavior’.
“Come here.” He said suddenly, his voice sounding with authority. Feeling suddenly shy at his order, you stood up slowly before approaching him, nervously biting your lower lip. “Take off your clothes and sit on my lap.”
You did what he ordered you to do once again and hesitantly removed your pajamas before sitting on his lap. You looked at him innocently, making him groan softly.
“Stop looking at me like that. Fuck you look so pretty.”
He ran a hand over your cheek, stopping under your chin to stroke your lower lip with his thumb. “Would you like to ride me, honey?” He gently asked, drinking into your beauty.
“I noticed how you looked at me since I came back from practice. Isn’t that what you have been silently dreaming of?” He retorted, already knowing you well enough to know he was absolutely right. “Take out my cock and use me, baby.” He finished, placing a chaste kiss on your lips, smiling as you gasped when he grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing it with his fingers.
You didn’t hesitate a single second to lower his jogging pants, your eyes widening slightly when you realized that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. You gave him a few strokes, catching him lips with yours once again for a long, deep kiss. You were almost all dripping wet, your earlier thoughts being the main cause, though the situation you now found yourself in was also a big part of it as well.
You didn’t waste time before lining up on his dick and gently lowering yourself on it.
Burying your head in the crook of his neck, you began to gently fuck yourself on his cock, Mark’s hands greatly helping your movements. You could feel him stretching you wildly every time you pushed him deeper into yourself, cheering him out with sinful moans.
“You feel so f-fucking good.” You heard Mark whisper in a raspy voice, giving you goosebumps. “You don’t know how much I’ve been waiting for this moment since I left practice.”
He startled, running a hand through your hair, making you sit up and face him. Your dark eyes met, pupils dilated from the sweet pleasure you both were feeling. He kept his focus on you as he hastened to help you pick up the pace, the sound of skin slamming against each other and your moans being the only sources of noise that resonated throughout the room. The atmosphere was palpable, almost suffocating.
It wasn’t long before you both came, miraculously at the same time. You sighed with pleasure as you felt him fill you up, his cum gradually painting your walls. You stood there for several minutes, catching your breath. You felt great, those post-sex cuddles were always the most relaxing.
He wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his head into your neck, inhaling your body odor. Despite you now smelled sex, you always smelled so good. But his action earned him a pat on the shoulder.
“Stop it fool, I smell sex!” You tell him, laughing softly as he only buried his face deeper in the crook of your neck.
“I love this.” You felt him smile against your skin, making you roll your eyes playfully.
“I need to go take a shower.” You said go yourself. He then suddenly stood up, kicking off his jogging, before walking over to your bathroom, holding you tight against him.
“Guess I also have to retake a shower.” He chuckled, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him a lazy smile. “Anyway, thanks for this little quickie, it really helped me to relax.” He concluded before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.
