U had been having the highest baby fever ever, and u just needed to share it with mark. “baby, look at the size of these socks” you say while holding the tiniest pink baby socks out to mark, withholding the cutest pout mark has seen on your face. “they are cute, princess” he says with a smile on his face.
When your eyes land on a little ruffled baby dress with, again, the biggest pout ever, you show it to him, “mark this is literally the cutest thing ever” you say “yes baby, it is. but who would it be for, nobody that we know is pregnant” mark says, and that puts gears in your head to spin, “I don’t know” you retort back. “it could be for our future baby one day”.
Oh, if only you knew how badly mark wanted to have babies with you. Once you told him that, you two went straight home.
“You want a baby, huh?”, mark quips while he has you ass up face down, slowly sliding his length inside of you. “mhm, want a baby, mark” you say in a whiny tone. “yeah baby, know you do, gonna give u all of it” he says while rubbing his hands on your ass and spreading your ass cheeks apart so he can see himself sliding in and out of you.
You start to back it up on him, and he matches your movements with his hips. “fuck… you hella creamy pretty thing, must want my babies real bad, huh?” mark says while slightly chuckling. You on the other hand were gripping the sheets and leaving spit and tears on the pillow case, whining out a soft “yes I do”. mark runs his hands down your spine and bends down to your ear still thrusting his hips and says, “gonna get you all round ‘n cute baby, cant wait to see you like that”.
hiii, tysm for the 440 notes on the last fic🥹🫂 also my baby fever had been THROUGH the roof, hence this ff 😵💫😵💫😵💫 OH and merry christmas everybody. <333
there's something so embarrassing and equally arousing about the way jaemin has you settled in front of the mirror. his back pressed to your chest as you lean against his firm form with both of your legs slung over his thighs; the reflection of your drenched cunt gaping at you.
"c'mon, my pretty", he coos into your ear, his gaze devouring you through the mirror, "show me how you touch yourself when you're missing me". his voice dripping with nectar, a stark contrast to his touch, how his large hands are keeping your thighs apart, tracing the edge of your swollen lips.
the ghost of his thumbs has you bucking, a whine escaping your pretty lips. such a beautiful sight, he thinks. and an equally beautiful sound of your desperation and how you shy away from yourself.
"see how far your cute little cunt can take your fingers, hmm?" he pushes you, feeling his wicked grin on the shell of his ear, shuddering when his warm muscle leaves a trail on the very part. "won't you put on a show for us, darling.. you look ever so divine""
Jaemin teasing you because of the frothy white ring your cream left on the base of his cock😵💫
“feel so good you creamin already? hm?” he tuts while smiling, not stopping his thrusts and looking at how his dick disappears inside your hole and comes back out with cream all over.
“yes jaem love it s’ much” you whine while his thrusts don’t falter. “sweet sweet girl” he says while running a hand down your spine, leaning down and moving your hair to the side to leave a trail of kisses from your shoulder blades up to your cheeks<3.
a lil drabble. still can’t get poison jaem off my mind.
Getting back home from a party at 3am wasnt in your bucket list for this week, and neither on marks. But thanks to haechans insisting, you two went.
“i’m so tired” mark said once he opened the front door. “me too, i don’t even wanna take off my make up”, you said looking at mark with tired eyes. “I can take it off for you baby, look for the makeup remover thingy” mark said removing his jacket, still at the entrance.
You head straight to the vanity in the bedroom, looking for your micellar water. Mark follows behind you to the bedroom and sits on the bed. “C’mere sweet girl” he says as he pats the bed for you to sit on. Once you give him the round cotton pads and the micellar water he starts to mimic what he has seen you do countless times on the mirror.
“s’ cold” you slur as you scrunch up your face. mark chuckles and slightly blushes at how cute you look “It’s been on the cold all day baby” he says. “i know, I should’ve left it out” you say pouting. mark suddenly kisses your pout, “i love you” he murmurs into your lips “i love you too mark” you two start blushing at your confessions. it wasn’t the first time these words were said, but there was something so intimate about this moment that made you fall in love with him all over again.
once he gets all the makeup off you stand up to put it all back on the vanity. “let’s change into our pajamas so we can cuddle, please” you plead “sure sweet girl cmon” “can I wear one of your shirts?” you say basically giving him puppy eyes for it, and he (and you) knows he can’t say no when you give him those cute eyes. going in the closet he searches for one, he hands it to you and says “dude you’re so hard to resist but yeah, here you go baby” you give him an ear to ear smile and kiss him on the cheek, he holds your waist lovingly and looks into your eyes as if you held the stars in them “thank you baby” you tell him while he, lovingly, ogles at you. You two change into your pajamas and lay down on the bed. you cuddle with mark, you laying on top of him hiding your face on his neck. He kisses your head while soothingly rubbing your back and says “Goodnight sweet girl” and you just sleepily hum in acknowledgement while you fade away into a slumber.
this is my first postttt hiii, sorry if it had bad grammar, english isn’t my first language 🥹 butttt ty if you read this! i might not always post since i’m short on creativity🥴
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