Mark the date (MarkiplierxReader)

      I closed my eyes and my head spun, clutching my forehead I felt Mark steady me. His hand was on my arm and quite frankly? I didn't want it to move. I thought I had gotten past the thick of my hangover but here I was, cold sweat and headache, please god don't let me throw up. My breaths were short and quick and the thought of last night made the room seem to get a little darker. How could I have done that? Mark probably hates me now... Who doesn't hate me. I shouldn't be here I shouldn't be h-!
      Suddenly I felt Mark, his strong arms were wrapped around my comfortingly, i could feel his breath on my ear. "I don't hate you. I want you here." The sudden baritone in his voice gave me shivers and made my gut drop, but in a good way. Wait, how much of that did I say out loud? No no ugh why do I do that? Why do I talk when my brain rants!? This time I made certain not to say anything. He held my and I didn't object, I didn't speak, and I don't know how long it had been but I didn't care, I didn't want this to end. Even though I just met him... Mark made me feel, at peace. I was always at war with myself but Mark felt like the white flag.
-time skippe-
      We stood there until Jack and Sydney were done with breakfast and came into the lobby, I was in my own little world but I heard distant talking "umm Mark?"
      "Just go, I'll catch up later."
      "Mark I don't know if that's such a good idea."
      "It'll be fine, just go"
      After I don't know how long Mark released a little and I could feel him looking at me. "TJ?" He asked quietly "are you ok? We've been here for at least half an hour and I don- " I couldn't stop myself, his jawline, his stubble, his dark eyes, his broad shoulders, him. He was perfect. Our lips locked and I cupped his face, Mark, at first surprised, kissed back and cupped the back of my neck. It wasn't a rough kiss but it was passionate, he felt something too. I pulled away and rubbed the back of my hand over my lips, to get rid of any saliva or anything. I couldn't feel my legs, it may be sad but that was the most daring thing I've done in my life, and judging by marks expression it paid off, I need to do daring things more often.
      Mark stood there, still hunched over, it was as though he were a robot and were processing new information. Error occurred. "Mark?" I asked, "Mark you're drooling." He snapped back with a start and wiped his mouth of said drool. He watched me intently and like some sort of predator watching prey. "I think, if you still are feeling up to it, I'd like to take you up on your offer from last night." Mark took a second to register and nodded eagerly, it's almost like half of his brain were working, and the other half just staring at me.
      The trip to the room was quiet, Mark stood awkwardly, trying to conceal a clear bump in his pants. We got to the room and he fumbled the keys, I walked in and took off my shoes, I wasn't about to do this in sneakers. Almost instantly I was tackled onto the couch and had wet kisses placed on my neck and collarbone, our shirts both flew off and Mark barely paused, he'd done this before, that much was clear. I was sitting there waiting as he fumbled with his belt and jeans, they soon came off too. His red boxers complimented his red hair and he looked like some kind of video game character, did he actually match his boxers to his hair? That's hilarious. I laughed quietly and he looked confused "what?"
      "Nothing it's just, your underwear, it matches your hair." He looked down and smirked, it was obviously an accident.
      "Did that just for you babe." He said befor pulling my pants off in one swift motion
      "Oh what the hell dude." I gaped in shock at the sudden cold "not gonna lie that was impressive, who do you practice on? Jack?" I smirked.
      "Only sometimes, when he lets me... Or when he's sleeping" I smirked and so did he.
(Smut warning)
he was on top of me a heartbeat later and undid my bra, his body was warm and felt nice against mine, his broad shoulders, I couldn't get over his shoulders, is that weird? Probably. He started kissing my boob and grabbed the other one gently. He made his way to my nipple and I let out a small moan, I could feel him smile. He worked a little longer and I moaned a little more, eventually he worked down to my underwear and took them off as easily as the pants. I gasped again. "Get used to it." Mark commented with a grin, he started kissing the insides of my thighs and I shuddered, the closer he made it to my lips the louder I groaned, at first touch my back arched and I could feel his tongue inside of me. He continued licking as I moaned and he kissed my clit, I was about to orgasm and he could tell. I gripped his flaming hair and let out one final moan, I swear other floors probably heard me. He continued working until he heard me start breathing heavily and my back relaxed.
      "That was amazing." I tried to catch my breath.
      "And we're just starting." I looked up to see Mark had taken off his boxers, he approached me and I put my head back down. This was bound to be exciting.

(Sorry for a shorter chapter. And awkward smut, I've never written smut before rip)