cw: MDNI, 18+, explicit lannguage, overstimulation, intense orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie, pinning, overthinking, anxiety, whining, begging, mutual masturbation
fem! reader || 675 words ||
Mark Grayson makeup sex after being gone for a mission! (he misses you alottt)
another restless night, constantly overthinking and dreading the worst. your boyfriend, mark, had been gone for 3 days now. there was no communication as much as you tried to reach out to him. your messages were left un responded to and it only worried you more.
10:34 am thursday: hey baby, really hope you’re okay, i miss you!
12:00 am friday: goodnight mark, please be safe! love you
3:42 pm friday: are you okay?? sorry im messaging a ton, really worried about you.
6:00 pm saturday: missed call . . . voice message
you stared up at the ceiling, your fingers drumming against your chest, minutes felt like hours when your eyes finally began to close once again.
up until a noise came from your window that startled you awake. as you turned your head, you noticed a figure wearing a fairly recognizable suit. your feet moved faster than your brain had processed, causing you to trip over before landing in a familiar embrace.
“baby.. m so sorry.. missed you so much.” mark whispered against your hair, sighing heavily.
“mm.. just.. glad you’re back.. how come you didn’t respond—?” you looked up, noticing his hand reaching his pocket, showing his shattered phone. “ah.. i see.” you chuckled, shaking your head.
mark cupped your cheeks, looking in your eyes. “did you really think i did that on purpose?” he chuckled, kissing your forehead while moving a strand of hair from your face and tucking it behind your ear.
“mm.. maybe.” you sighed, holding him closer. marks breath hitched at the embrace, holding you just as tight. “hah.. good thing i didn’t, right?”, he smiles, walking you back to the bed.
mark sits down at the edge of the mattress, his hands pressed firmly against your hips as he lets out a small involuntary sigh. you straddled him as your hands move to his mask, pulling it off slowly.
you stroke his cheek, letting the mask flop against the mattress, pressing a kiss to his forehead, nose then down to his lips. “you had me worried sick y’know.. could barely sleep.” you mumbled, your fingers threading through his soft locks.
“m’ sorry baby.. how can i make it up to you?” mark smiles softly, stroking your sides, then moving his hands to rest on your plush thighs. you chuckled as you were introduced to an idea, leaning closer to his ear, whispering. “well.. y’know..i’ve been so.. so lonely these past couple days without you mark.. feel it’s only fair if..” your hand trailed down his clothed chest, nipping at his ear. “you take care of me..?”.
marks breath hitched, the pads of his fingers pressing down against your thighs. he could feel himself getting aroused, cock twitching in his suit, biting his lip in anticipation. “mm.. of course, baby.. who am i to deny you?” he says, pressing his lips against yours, slipping his tongue into your mouth as it tangled with yours. his hand coming to slip under your shirt, unclasping your bra with practiced ease.
“thought about you so much.. couldn’t wait to get back home”. he mumbled against your mouth, tugging you even closer as he pulls off your shirt.
“yeah? thought about you too, mark.. had me worried for a bit, though” you chuckled, kissing him back, your hands moving to tug off the rest of his suit.
mark helps you, pulling off his suit, leaving him only in his boxers, he leans his head forward to land in your chest. kissing the valley of your breasts, his hands move to your ass, squeezing and guiding you towards his erection. “mmph.. will always come back to you.. can’t go too long without you.” he groans.
you move your hips in accordance with his, grinding your damp cunt against his hard cock before tugging at the hem of his boxers. mark obliges almost immediately, setting himself free. he was painfully hard, his cock twitching visibly as it hit the cool air, his pink tip glistening.
“hard already, mm?” you teased, wrapping your hand around his veiny cock, pressing your thumb against his tip. “y-yeah.. can’t help it—!” mark whimpers, his hands on your thighs tighten, tilting his head back, bucking his hips up against your hand, his cock dragging in the slick of your palm.
then he kisses you, his head tilting slightly, moaning into your mouth as he continued to fuck up into your hand. you stroked him quicker, wrenching him for all he’s worth. “a-ah fuck baby..” mark moans, his head lolled into your shoulder, cock slipping in and out of your hand. he was leaking with pre cum which made it easier to jerk him off.
he whines, his hands moving from your thighs to play with your pussy, moving your panties aside, his ring and middle finger pressing into you easily, stretching you out.
“mmph—! mark!” you moan against his mouth, grinding yourself against his palm, still working his cock.
“fuck— baby.. think i’m gonna cum soon.. ‘s that okay? please..” he moans, back arching as he pumps his fingers into you rapidly, the squelching noises of your pussy only adding the fuel to his impending orgasm.
“y-yes mark—!” you moan louder, his fingers working you while his thumb plays with your clit. your hips grind against his fingers, humping them with fervor as your orgasm hit you, your legs shaking, fluids leaking out of you onto the mattress and marks fingers.
at your orgasm, followed his own. moaning loudly, “a-ah! f-fuck fuck fuckk— m’ coming!”. mark thrusted up against your hand once more, letting out a strangled moan as spurts of hot, sticky cum coated your hand.
he pants, kissing your neck, his hands resting on your thighs as he gently flipped you onto your stomach. mark places his hands against your hips, tracing the curve of your ass before giving it a tight squeeze.
“one more time for me, please?” he kisses down your spine, fisting his cock behind you. his dick presses up against up against your entrance, poking and prodding, gliding it up and down your slit teasingly. the way he could cum just from this was pathetic.
“f-fuckkk you’re soo wet, baby.. can i fuck you? please?”. he whines, kissing your shoulder, pinning your arms behind your back.
“mm.. yes please.. mark— need you so fucking badly— missed ‘yu ‘s much..!” you cry out, squirming beneath him, your ass pressing back against his cock, wiggling.
“h-hah.. y-yeah.. whatever you need baby..” he moans, gripping himself and pressing his tip against your entrance, his fingers spreading you open. “s-so pretty baby.. so pretty..” mark mumbles to himself, before pushing into you.
“m-mark! s-so good..!” you whine against the mattress, his hips starting to move behind you, the slapping noises of skin against skin filling the room.
“god.. fuck— your pussy feels a-ah— so good..!” he groans, picking up his pace, moving his hands from your wrists to your ass, watching as you fucked yourself on his cock.
he whines at the view, lolling his head down, a hand coming down to tangle in your hair as if to ground himself from coming.
"f-fuck mark.. im g-gunna cum!". you practically screamed, your flushed cheeks against the mattress, muffling your moans as you fucked yourself onto him faster. "me too baby.. come on, pretty.. want you to come on my cock, please..” he groans, hunching forward, his hands holding your hips in place as he thrusted deeper and faster into your sopping wet pussy, his rhythm turning erratic and unpredictable. the noises coming from where the two of you met was downright sinful.
your orgasm hit you so hard that you swore you could've blacked out a second. marks hips didn't falter when you came, his own orgasm crashing down with you, his cock spilling his hot seed into your womb. "fuckkk.. feels so good, baby.. being inside you.." he whines, going limp behind you while still gently fucking you like a desperate puppy.
"missed you so much mark.." you sigh, turning over as he moved to lay against your chest. "missed you too baby.. but.. realized i need a new phone.." he whines, looking up at you.
you chuckle, stroking his hair and moving it from his face. "maybe its a sign you should stay with me till you get one, hm?".
AN: sorry yall if this ain’t too good, been thinking about mark a lot just needed it out 🙏
