#mark bsd

He is usually so loud, so hyperactive, but now he is just whining against your fingers. What a sight to behold! Closing his eyes as he kneels in front of you, tongue fumbling with your digits. Those soft lips carefully wrapped around your knuckles. Passionately sucking on them, the wet muscle coating every inch with his spit.

"Just like that, don't use your teeth.” You gave him some hints while sitting on the chair, the two of you were in the room where he always snips his enemies.

"Mhm~" who would have thought that this would be so effective, both arousing and keeping him quiet. He moaned softly against you, basking in the attention you were providing him with. This simple act was enough to rile him up, a tent building in his pants.

"My, you get off to this?" It was a mocking question, the slightly degrading meaning behind your words making him shudder. "Nnngh~ hah." he couldn't really answer you with your digits down his throat like this, it was logical, but he was been too good up until now so you had to play dirty. “What a bad boy, you won't even try to answer my question? I think I need to be a bit more rough on you." His eyes widen in opposition, he wanted to argue with you but still couldn't.

How mean you were, so unfair! Suddenly you started to force a third one inside, adding more force to the already existing pressure.

You fucked his mouth, trusting your fingers in and out of him. Fingernails brushing against the back of his throat. He gaged on your digits, chocking and whining. "hmm~! Ga-gah." his hands were gripping your arm, not sure if he is trying to push you away or keep you from leaving his mouth. “You like this?" You asked him with an affectionate and playful tone. He didn't waste a second to nod his head, watery eyes looking up at you like a hopeless puppy.

Begging you to keep going. Mark was really into it, feeling it from the core of his entire being. Body shuddering whenever you press against the walls of his throat. Tears about to spill as his moans increased, letting out groans and whimpers. The pleasure building from within him until he reaches his orgasm, cumming in his pants like some basic whore. A teasing smirk appeared on your lips when you noticed the wet spot, chuckling while you cooed at him, "you must be really into it~ fucking pervert, want to keep going?" It was a dumb question, of course he wanted to keep going! Already forcing you down his throat again while a smile tugs at the corners of his lips.