[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...
THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME
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THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME
ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * ( Read more... )
Eduardo is just flustered enough from the situation before for it to be a surprise when Mark practically slams into him in the bathroom. At first he's ready to sidestep him and let him leave, but it quickly becomes obvious that the collision was intentional, because suddenly Eduardo is being backed up against the door. He should have predicted this, really, but he's too unsteady from his own arousal to think very clearly. Mark is mouthing at his neck and nipping at his skin gently, his hands pressing into his sides.
He lets out a relieved groan, happy that he doesn't have to be silent anymore, but he's still pissed off, so when he tangles his hand in Mark's hair, he yanks a little harder than necessary to get him to pull away from his neck. Mark gasps in surprise, mouth open as Eduardo holds him there, fist tugging at his scalp. Mark had looked so composed in the library, so utterly, infuriatingly calm, that the expression he's making now is like a sucker punch to the gut. His pupils are blow, his lips are red as if he's been biting at them, and his breathing is stuttering already.
"Have you been jerking off in here?" Eduardo asks quickly, before he can process what he's asking.
Mark blinks slowly, swallows as his eyes flicker down to Eduardo's lips, before nodding jerkily.
"Fuck," Eduardo moans. And then he's kissing Mark, pressing his nose into his cheek before straightening it out and getting the angle right. Mark inhales sharply and nips at his lips, moaning into the kiss as well.
Eduardo predicts what he'll taste like before he even slips his tongue in, and cheers when he's right. Mark tastes sweet, like energy drinks and candy, and Eduardo takes his time mapping his mouth out. One of his hands is still buried in Mark's hair, making sure to keep him still so Eduardo can angle his head the way he likes, but his other arm goes down so his hand can rest at Mark's waist and rub the skin under the fabric of his sweater. Mark jumps when his hand meets his skin, and Eduardo laughs a little into his mouth. Mark doesn't like that, it seems, and he sucks hard at his tongue before biting his lip.
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Mark's hands start to run down his chest, and Eduardo can't help the way his body reacts and follows every movement. By the time they finally reach his abdomen, Eduardo has to pull Mark up for another kiss, and whispers words of encouragement into every press of their lips as the hands work deftly at his belt.
As much as he likes everything going on right now, Eduardo could sing his relief when Mark's hand foregoes any of the teasing he'd already done in the library and goes straight for his cock. He curses loudly, hoping and praying that no one has to use the restroom any time soon, and his hips thrust forward, making his pants slip further down his hips. Mark pushes them down the rest of the way off his hips, and when Mark's eyes leave his to focus on his hand working swiftly getting Eduardo off, he can't help but follow his gaze.
It's sloppy and messy, but it's fucking hot, and Eduardo can't look away. Mark has always been good with his hands (and thinking of how talented his hands are leads to him thinking about how much more talented his mouth must be from sucking on all that candy), but Eduardo's never been on the receiving end of all that talent. He wants to lean his head back and close his eyes so he can just focus on how good it feels, but the show is almost as good as the sensations, so he keep his eyes open and watches closely as Mark's hand does quick work of him. It's twisting in rhythm and pressing in all the right places, and every few jerks he'll use thumb to swipe at the head to smear away the pre-cum.
He's not sure when he does it, but his hands go down to grab at Mark's ass through the denim of his jeans. Mark moans his approval and speeds up his pace while Eduardo kneads at his ass, pressing Mark's hips closer so he can rub himself off on his leg. It's a little awkward, but Eduardo cares little about that and more about having Mark's erection pressing warm and insistent into his thigh, where minutes ago his hand had been causing all of this.
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They stand there, slumped against the wall and each other, as they catch their breath. Eduardo isn't sure what to say, so as soon as he's not seeing white sparks in his vision anymore, he leans down and presses a kiss to Mark's temple.
Mark makes a complaining noise and presses his face into his neck more, and a burst of affection wells up in Eduardo.
After a moment, Mark says, "You didn't get very far in your econ textbook."
Eduardo snorts. "Yeah, I wonder whose fault that is."
"It's hardly my fault you're not capable of multitasking," Mark replies childishly, not relinquishing the hold he has on Eduardo's hips. "I got plenty of work done."
"I can see that," Eduardo says, and this time Mark laughs, the sound brushing softly at his neck. "Is this your way of expressing you don't need to study?"
"I thought it was obvious what this was expressing," Mark replies, and then, "And yes, as well as a warning."
"Right, well, you've convinced me. No more studying on threat of public arousal." Eduardo pulls back and kisses Mark. He hums thoughtfully into the kiss, brows furrowing. "What?"
"I don't know, I think I was beginning to like the idea of coming here to study."
This time, when Eduardo laughs, he leans his head back and grins. "God, you're impossible."
Mark smiles back, and Eduardo hugs him closer.
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loved this fill, thaaank you for fulfilling my prompt \o/
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