Mark the date (MarkiplierxReader)

4 more days.
4 more days and we were off to Canada. Mark had been home for about 5 days now, he hasnt popped a stitch yet but im still skeptical... he's been sleeping a lot and I saw that he had uploaded a video of him vlogging the day after we got back, I had made a mental note to watch it. I was sitting in the living room and scrolling through my phone, Mark was recording a lets play, the first one in awhile. Suddenly I came across a picture in my explore feed on instagram.
Someone had a screenshot of a video mark had posted where there was a reflection of me in a mirror in the background. "Could this be the girl from pax? I think shes kinda cute :3" I read the caption and smiled, 289 likes, cool. I went over to twitter to discover this was a much trendier topic here.
Mark walked into the room and yawned, stretching. He came up behind me and rested his head on my shoulder. I could feel a knot build up in my throat as thoughts plagued my mind, I had to ask him "Mark, can we talk for a minute?"
"Sure, whats up?" He tilted his head and looked at me.
"Are we actually... dating? You called me your girlfriend in the hospital..." I barely even whispered the question, an uneasy frown crept over my lips.
"Well I mean.." I could feel his face heat up beside mine. "I would like to be."
I hesitated for a couple moments. "So would I." I decided.
"Im glad you said that." He smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
The simple peck on a cheek turned into a kiss as I let my lips find his. He came around in front of me and sat beside me on the couch, resuming the kissing. After a minute he moved down to my neck, he gently pushed me down onto the couch so we were laying down, he started running his hands through my hair as i began breathing heavier.
I pushed him off gently and smiled, hopping over the back of the couch, he was breathing heavier too and frowned as I pushed him off, his dissapointment turned to excitement as he saw I was heading to his bedroom, he smiled, letting a small scoff escape his lips, he ran around the couch and followed me.
The second I walked in the door I was pushed against the wall roughly and pinned there, my wrists being held down and kisses being planted on my neck, sure to be hickeys later.

(Smut warning lmao)
Eventually I was lead over to his bed and he forced me onto my back, pausing briefly through heavy breaths. Looking at me, awaiting a sign of consent, I nodded and he continued his work. My shirt somehow made it to the floor and I pulled off Marks as well.
He started on his belt and soon it was off, right as he was about to throw it away I stopped him. "Wait... you might need that later." I bit my lip and he smiled, laughing at the dirty words that left my mouth, he leaned forward again, obviously turned on even more. He grabbed my arms roughly, pushing them down on the bed so I couldn't move, we made brief eye contact and I barely recognized him. The Mark I knew was gone, all the kindness had left that glimmer in his eye so the sinful act of lust could take control, I was strangely ok with it.
Again he was kissing my neck but this time I could feel the odd pinch of his teeth, "ah~!" I surprised myself at the high pitch of my moan. He let go of my arms and pulled down my pants, the swift motion was reminisent of the hotel, he pulled my underwear off as well and quickly went to work. I was already riled up and moaned loudly as soon as he touched my lips with his tongue. I gripped his firey hair (i know its black again leave me alone he'll dye it in the story soon) and all I felt was his grip on my legs get tighter as he started going faster. He pulled away before I could cum and I pouted in dissapointment between breaths.
He came back up to my face and caressed my cheeks, kissing me passionately, I let one hand cup his face as my other hand explored his body, it touched his chest and lightly found its way down to his pants, i slid my fingers gently into his underwear to find his member already hard. He growled at first contact, his sexual frustration already escalating. I smiled against his lips as soon as i heard the grunt. I started rubbing him and he started shifting against me, his body going with my hand, I had stopped kissing him and was looking down, though I could feel his heavy gaze on my face. I looked up and stopped dead in my tracks. Mark was so close go my face, he wasnt smiling, he looked... dark, his eyes had lost that kind light completely and I was intimidated. Never before had his eyes seemed so sharp. All at once he ripped off his pants and positioned himself on top of me, his chest barely touching mine.
Suddenly I felt a swift thrust inside of me and Iarched my back. "M-Mark! Ahh~!" He paused and slowely pulled almost all of the way out before ramming back inside of me. My gut felt knotted and I let my nails scratch at his back in pleasure, he repeated this a few times each time getting faster and faster. He let one hand grip my neck, just loose enough for me to breathe, I was into it, everything Mark did, i was into. He thrusted, all of the sudden hitting my g-spot. "Faste-ter.. Mark go faster..." I tried to yell but only a whisper in his ear was what I could manage, it was enough. He started ramming into me as fast as he could and I felt myself being pushed pver the edge. "I-Im going to c-cum!!" This time I yelled and Mark suddenly became more audible.
"Ah-agh uh~!" Small moans escaped his lips and i could tell he was close "fucking f-fuck!" His hair fell over his face and my back arched, i came all over his dick, he kept going, hard and fast. I couldn't keep myself quiet and every thrust demanded a groan of pleasure from my lips, this man was a fucking machine. I was about to orgasm a second time right as he pulled out, pumping his hand over his member a couple times and cumming on my stomach.
(SMUT OVER BRO)
He fell beside me, both of us breathing heavy and hard. I glances at him and he rolled his head over to me and smiled a puppy smile, he chukled and wrapped me in a bear hug, a strangely nude bear hug. He looked into my eyes and brushed hair out of my face. "I think I love you" the words barely escaped his lips and he didnt look away. I stared at him, a small smile creeping onto my face.
"I think I love you too" ithe words left me winded, I pushed his hair back, it was a messy pile of fluff.
"Out of all of the fine curves on your body, I think you're smile is my favourite." He said, and with that we layed there, just staring at eahc other, sharing a good silence.

And of all the things I could think of, all I thought was

I hope he didnt pop any stitches.