⚬ pairing ⇁ mark leei x reader
⚬ genre ⇁ smut ! that’s it that’s the plot !
⚬ warnings ⇁ choking, light sub/dom themes, slight degradation, some fluff is in there, idk what else srry this is a repost
“I don’t want to. They’re so soft, they’re my favorite.”
“Stop talking about my tits like they’re people.”
You laughed looking down at his hands which were rested firmly on your breasts. He playfully squeezed them, he played around with the flesh for what feels likes the fifth time since he’s come over. You were comfortable underneath him, he sits snuggly on your hips as your hands rested on his thighs, sighing up at him as he squeezed your breasts once again.
“They’re like stress balls.”
“Oh my god if you say anything like that ever again, you’ll never get to touch them again.” You snapped almost pushing his hands away but you simply rested your hands on top of his, smiling softly when you heard his soft laugh rang through the air.
“I love your tits so much. They’re so fun to play with like…bloop.”
He pushed your breasts up before letting them fall back down into their natural position, he smiled thoroughly amused with what he was doing. “Bloop.” You mocked playfully with a small giggle, he laughed softly down at you as he held your breasts in his palms once again. “You’re fucking lame, Mark Lee.” You teased looking up at him with a small smile, you ran your fingers up and down his thighs humming sweetly.
There was a comfortable silence. Your relationship was filled with comfortable silences, lame moments, and soft kisses with gentle words. You and Mark have been together for almost two years now, you had speech class together in high school. It was almost inevitable that you two were going to end up together, you two just clicked so well, you couldn’t imagine being with anyone else but Mark.
There in front of you was your first love, your only love, his smile making your heart twist, his brown eyes had stars in them when he looked down at you, even after two years he still looked at you like you were his world. You stared up at him remembering the first time he kissed you under dim street lights, the first time you slept over which resulted in the first time you two had sex. You blushed softly at the memory of you wrapping yourself around him, how tightly he held onto you, whispering the sweetest yet filthiest things that make you blush to this day.
He lifted one hand to stroke your cheek smirking softly at the burn gracing your cheeks. “What are you blushing about?” He asked quietly with a small raise of his brows, making you shrug softly averting your gaze from his. “Just thinking about you.” You told him laughing quietly causing him to smile down at you, he leaned down to press a soft peck to your lips with a soft chuckle.
“What were you thinking about?” He asked quietly as he rolled off of you to lay next to you, resting his head on your shoulder smiling softly up at you. You looked down at your wrinkled shirt with another shrug before looking up at him with a small laugh, rolling on your side to face him. “I was thinking about the first time we had sex.” You told him quietly the blush still burning your cheeks, you could see his cheeks begin to grow a beautiful pink shade.
“Oh yeah?” His voice grew quiet as he tangled his fingers with yours, a soft smile on his features as he rolled his head over to look at you. You nodded innocently feeling him bring your hand to his lips, you giggled softly watching him press soft kisses to your hand. “It was a good time.” You teased laughing quietly causing him to laugh softly before dropping your hand, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead.
“Every time is a good time.” He clarified running a hand through your hair sweetly with a quiet laugh. Before you could think you shrugged giving him a small “Eh” which made him look down at you with furrowed brows. “Eh?” He repeated with a confused look on his adorable face, making you laugh nonchalantly trying to brush the comment off. “Everyone is eh sometimes, it’s not a big deal.” You told him sweetly with a little nod but his expression didn’t leave his face.
“Do I make you cum every time?”
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