"Heh, yeah" smirk found its way on Mark's lips as he bent down and whispered in Jackson's ear "By the way princess, your description of me is screenshoted and saved to gallery"
                          
Well fuck... thought Jackson as he stopped himself from kissing Mark here and there because, oh boy, it was such a turn on when latter's voice dropped by an octave. 
                          
"Let's go eat now ne?" Mark tried getting Jackson out of the confused daze, but didn't succeed. 
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As they ate, Mark couldn't help but stare at other's lips. They were so kissable and rosy, he wanted to kiss him so hard, that smaller would have bruised and bloody, beautiful lips. 
                          
"Mark, stop staring" Jackson said while he smirked cheekly. He got up and bent over the table and hungrily kissed Mark, emitting small groans. 
                          
When he pulled away, Mark pouted "C'mon…~ I wanna continue!" 
                          
"Mark, what are we?"
                          
"You're my princess" Mark said eyebrows raised. Jackson sighed "Markie no"
                          
"What?" Taller laughed. 
                          
"I'm not a girl" Jackson couldn't stop himself from grinning widely. "You're still pretty as a princess though"
                          
"I'm a very manly man, excuse you!" Jackson pouted and latter laughed while hugging the boy. 
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"...however hypothesis creates by- Mark are you listening?" Jackson said waving at Mark. 
                          
"No"
                          
"Well, you should. We have a project due Monday-" Jackson's words were caught in his throat when Mark pinned his hands above him. 
                          
"M-Mark!" Jackson yelped as he shook under Mark's grip. Fuck Mark you're gonna turn me on Jackson thought as he felt so litre under Mark. Mark just chuckled darkly and began kissing Jackson roughly, pulling moans and groans out of smaller's throat. Loving how submissive and obedient Jackson was. 
                          
"You sit there, with just a hoodie, cross-legged and you expect me to do nothing? That's where you're wrong princess"
                          
Trailing kisses down Jackson's throat, he played with others hair. He unleashed all of his temptations. 
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"M-Mark..." Jackson gasped as he felt Mark's hot breath lingering around his neck. Taller just gently bit down on a spot that made Jackson moan even louder. 
                          
"Heh never expected you to be so vocal princess" Mark inhaled Jackson's mint strawberry scent and played with the hem of his shirt. He was like a predator, trapping his prey. 
                          
"Mark d-don't you t-think it's e-early?" Jackson stuttered out while grabbing on Mark's soft, blonde hair. Older chuckled. 
                          
"Doesn't really matter what I think, but this guy right here" he moved his hand down to other's already impossibly hard crotch "doesn't protest really heh"
                          
After stripping Jackson from his clothes (successfully ripping his shirt because it annoyed him to death that he couldn't take it off) he began kissing on his neck and collarbones, leaving some hickeys which Jackson would hide with a turtleneck Or he could show the whole school who he belongs to
                          
When Mark rubbed a finger at his entrance, Jackson got incredibly nervous. "M-Mark... Mark wait!"
                          
"Hm? Yes princess?"
                          
"B-be gentle please" Jackson buried his face in a pillow. Mark smirked and picked up the boy, Jackson wrapping his legs around other's waist to not fall. 
                          
"Princess how flexible are you?"
                          
"I mean, I c-can do the splits, I can probably take it" Jackson stuttered yet again (and cursed himself for it) 
                          
When Mark laid him down to bed, he climbed on top of Jackson, continuing his trail of kisses from earlier, successfully getting muffled moans. But could Mark Tuan be satisfied with muffled moans? Nah. 
                          
"Don't muffle them princess, let me hear you" Mark whispered while he began thrusting two fingers, which Jackson didn't know when he slid in (well, he was pretty distracted) 
                          
Jackson became a moaning mess, squirming under Mark, tears of pleasure threatening to fall. His breathing quickened a long ago. Mark thought that it was just art, how Jackson arched his back and how vulnerable he looked. Like a blank sheet painted with beautiful colors. 
                          
"Mark... Mark Mark... Mark!" he chanted over and over, when he moaned extremely loud to his liking, because Mark hit a bundle of nerves. 
                          
A whimper escaped his mouth when elder pulled his fingers out. But soon became a moaning and crying mess when Mark 9 inch (yes, he's that big in here) member filled him up completely. 
                          
Mark waited until bottom adjusted and soon got the hint when Jackson began grinding down. "Beg me to fuck you princess"
                          
"M-Mark plea-se" 
                          
"Please what?" Mark smirked even wider and that didn't help Jackson's already hard member. 
                          
"Fuck me u-ntil I can't wa-alk tomorrow a-and m-my voice is hoa-rse from scre-aming" he barely said which Mark nodded in approval. He loved this kind of Jackson. 
                          
As the time passed his thrusts got deeper, harder and of course Jackson was the main vocal. Their bodies got limp after they both orgasmed and Jackson was held up by Mark, who took both of them in the bathroom, where they had another session
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[to be continued...]
Kim-Kim ♡