A/N: Mare challenges Dark to get through a meeting without being suspicious as he's sucked off under the table.
Warnings: Smut.
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Dating one of the twins came with its fair share of advantages and disadvantages. Dark could never fit “challenges” into advantage or disadvantage, opinion changing by the end of the challenge.
Right now, though, he could file this particular challenge a disadvantage as he watched Mare crawl under the conference room table, eyes gleaming with mischief. He had an important meeting in five minutes, checking in with the others to ensure everything was going as planned, and Mare had suggested a contest.
“Let me blow you,” he had started, running his fingers along the lapels of Dark’s suit. “Conduct your meeting, and if you can make it through without making anybody suspicious, I’ll let you fuck me against the conference room window.”
Why Dark had agreed to the deal, he may never know. He was a sucker for a challenge, and there was a certain… thrill involved with Mare’s apparent love of being ruined against windows.
Before he could back out of this challenge, the others started filing in, and he took his seat at the head of the table, ensuring that Mare was tucked away between his legs so nobody could see him. Fortunately, Mare stayed still, waiting for everyone to be in the room before gently sliding his hands up Dark’s thighs.
“We’ll begin the meeting now,” Dark began, gripping the edge of the table when Mare chose that moment to start unbuckling his belt. “Thank you all for coming. Shall we start with smaller matters?”
Mare frowned at how calmly Dark was conducting the meeting, slowly pulling Dark’s pants and boxers down enough to free his cock, wrapping his hand around it and stroking lazily as he summoned some… fun things to make the challenge more interesting.
Dark’s breath hitched when he felt something tie his ankles to the chair legs, clearing his throat as he was asked whether he was alright. Just before he could answer, he cut himself off by muffling a groan as Mare slipped a ring around his cock, unable to kick out due to the restraints.
“I-I’m fine,” he got out, resting his fist against the table. “Continue your statements.” As the conversation continued around him, Dark slipped a hand under the table to run his fingers through Mare’s hair, combing through the dark strands as Mare ran his lips over his cock.
Mare hummed quietly, swirling his tongue around the tip of Dark’s cock before hollowing his cheeks and starting to bob his head, smirking around him as Dark’s jump was halted by his bound ankles.
Dark lasted a whole ten seconds more before slamming his fist on the table, adjourning the meeting and waiting for everyone to leave before pushing away from the table to look at Mare. “You’re unbelievable,” he growled, using his grip in Mare’s hair to pull him into a deep and messy kiss.
“Unbelievable,” Mare agreed with a chuckle, tapping Dark’s nose with a finger before moving back down to kiss at his cock. “But you love me anyway. And now… you failed the challenge.”
“I adjourned the meeting,” Dark answered, threading his fingers through Mare’s hair again to urge him back down with a groan. “I got through it. You said nothing about me cutting it short.”
Mare hummed, rolling his eyes before snapping his fingers, removing the restraints on Dark and letting him move his head. His fingers dug into Dark’s thighs, hollowing his cheeks to add extra sensation, and he relaxed his grip when Dark came, swallowing around him as Dark sighed.
“You’re not fucking me against the window,” Mare said when Dark released him, climbing into his lap to kiss him and gasping when he found himself laying in Dark’s bed.
“No, I think I have something better in mind for you,” Dark hummed, removing Mare’s clothes by waving an arm over him before guiding his hands toward the headboard, tying them there with his tie. “A test of your patience, shall we say.”
Mare’s eyes widened momentarily before realisation dawned on him, settling against the sheets with a lazy smirk. “We both know that’s not going to work,” he started, pausing as he watched Dark remove his own clothes. “But I am happy to see you try.”
Maybe some Dantimadmare with Dark and Made wanting to make a surprise date for Anti and Mad?
“You’re a terrible liar.”
“I am not.”
“You are when it comes to Mad and Anti.” Dark’s comment got Mare to pause mid-step and glare at him.
“Am I wrong?” Dark asked, not pausing his strolling at all.
“Shut up,” Mare muttered and returned to walking with Dark. “And you’re acting like they can’t read you like a book either.” He added with a scoff.
“I’m not. I’m just smarter about working my way through a conversation so they can’t catch on to what I’m working on.” Dark stated and finally stopped walking when Mare stood in front of him.
“Keep this up, and I’ll gladly do on the date with Mad and Anti on my own.” Mare threatened, but Dark only just smiled at him.
“Sure you would. You can barely handle Mad on your own, let alone Anti, let alone Mad and Anti. Those two bring out the most chaos in each other.” Dark watched as Mare turned on his heel and started walking off.
“We’re supposed to be finishing up getting the date ready, not arguing.”
“Not much of an argument if I’m correct from the beginning.”
“That’s it.” Mare turned right back around, went up to Dark, and bent at the knee before throwing Dark over his shoulder.
“Wait a-Mare! Mare, you put me down this instant!” Dark shouted as he got carried.
“Nope!” Mare sounded proud, making his way to the bedroom and then plopping Dark down on it. “Now, are you going to help me finish setting up?”
“You are so getting it later.” Dark almost had a growl in his voice as he glared up at Mare, hair fluffed out of place and blazer awkwardly bunched up since it had been buttoned when he got picked up.
“Save that energy for after dinner. You know how your being like that flusters Mad so easily, and you’re supposed to save dessert for after.” Mare had the biggest grin and chuckled when Dark only rolled his eyes.
“Fine,” Dark grunted as he got off the bed, tugging his blazer back down and fixing his hair by running his hands through it. “You got lucky.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll head back to the kitchen and get the food. You can work on the decor since you’re ‘more formal’.” Mare used his fingers to show the air quotes he spoke.
“I am formal when it is needed.” Dark followed Mare back to the door. “But I do have my moments.” He said right before slapping Mare’s ass and closing the door to cut off Mare’s curse.
An hour later, Mad and Anti were walking down the hall together, heading for their room after being told by Wilford to go there. They weren’t sure to be concerned or excited about what was in there with how Wilford worded things. It was clearly a secret or a surprise of sorts, but with how Wilford was, being concerned and excited at the same time was pretty fitting. But it must have something to do with Dark or Mare or both of them since it was the bedroom they were sent to.
“If there’s a fire, we run,” Anti said.
“Dark and Mare wouldn’t let there be a fire,” Mad stated.
“Not on purpose.”
“Now I’m even more worried.”
“I’m sure it’s fine. I gotta fuck with you a little.” Anti giggled and wrapped an arm across Mad’s shoulders. “I bet they’re just bored, and they know how we get when we’re bored and want us to find something to do together.”
“We’re not that bad when we’re… never mind.” Mad stopped his protest when he remembered the types of adventures he and Anti had gotten involved in when they found themselves with nothing to do.
“We’re terrible.” Anti playfully clicked his tongue. “But that’s why those two love…us…” His comment trailed off when he opened the door and saw exactly what Dark and Mare had set up.
They were sitting on the bed, leaning back a little against the frame and their legs tucked under themselves. In front of them sat a solid tray of sorts with food in the middle of that and four plates on the edges. It was-
“Dinner in bed?” Mad asked with a little gasp and perked up. “We’ve been asking about this forever.”
“What got you to finally agree to this?” Anti asked as he and Mad kicked off their shoes and crawled into the bed.
“We wanted to surprise you two.” Mare said.
“On a whim? No reason? No like anniversary or holiday or something?” Anti helped himself to a piece of chicken, tearing it off with his hand and popping it into his mouth.
“Nope. Just a nice little treat.” Dark used his knife and fork to place the bigger piece of chicken Anti had eaten off of and placed it on Anti’s plate.
“I’m glad you two got along well enough to set this up.” Mad giggled as he placed a few mini croissants on his plate and then put one in his mouth.
“Yep, we got along perfectly.” Mare popped his lips a little.
“Well, that’s a lie.” Anti was now the one giggling.
“Told you,” Dark muttered to Mare.
“I will carry you again,” Mare warned.
“Again? You carried Dark, and we didn’t get to see?” Anti whined. “That would have been hilarious.”
“Definitely would have been an interesting sight.” Mad agreed, already eating a second mini croissant.
“A sight you’ll never see because it will not be happening again,” Dark said.
“I wouldn’t say never~” Mare sang, grinning at Dark and getting a glare from him.
“Oh, I know that glare!” Anti was now laughing loudly. “Eat faster, Maddy. I think tonight’s going to be fun.”
“Why do you think-” Mad stopped and shook his head. Sometimes it was easier to not ask and just go with it. “Can you pass the olives, please?” He figured he’d also get his answers later and wanted to keep eating in case those answers came before he finished.
A/N: Dark is quite possessive of Mare, so when the musician is too flirty during a meeting, Dark has no problems reminding Mare who he belongs to.
Warnings: Smut
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Sometimes there were benefits to being coworkers. Other times, Dark hated having to show Mare to prospective clients. Today was one of those days.
Mare sat at the head of the table, lazing languidly sideways in his chair with a signature smile as he spoke to their client. His arm was a little too close to the client, hair falling over lavender eyes in an almost inviting manner, and his chuckles were far too similar to the laughter only Dark was allowed to hear.
“I think we have enough information,” Dark suddenly stated, closing the file in front of him with more force than was needed. “We will complete the job and contact you again when we are finished.” He watched as the client left quietly, waiting until the door clicked shut before starting to put his things away with a false calmness.
“Should probably contact them in the next day or so,” Mare stated calmly from his place in his chair, rolling his head to look at Dark. “You didn’t even ask for a timeframe to complete the job.”
“They come here for fast and inconspicuous jobs,” Dark replied curtly, setting his bag aside as he leaned his hands against the table. “We have a name, an address, and their number. Would you like to know their coffee order, too?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Mare asked, swinging his legs off the armrest to face Dark properly.
“Maybe you should go chase them and ask how long they’d like us to toy with the target,” Dark continued, eyes flashing as Mare stood up. “I’m sure they’d like to tell you more about their escapades that have nothing to do with the task.”
“I was making the client comfortable,” Mare tried to explain, stepping toward Dark and placing a hand on his own. “They’re more likely to indulge secrets when they’re comfortable.”
“They’re likely to indulge you,” Dark growled, turning to face Mare and grabbing his shirt with his free hand. “Bet you’d open your legs for that client if I wasn’t here. Tell me, is it your goal to—” He was cut off by Mare lunging into a heated kiss, hands grasping his blazer to pull him closer.
“Jealousy is hot on you,” he panted against Dark’s lips, eyes lidded as he smirked. “How about you show me how much my chat with that client affected you, hm?” emphasising his question by sliding his hand down to cup and squeeze at Dark’s crotch, Mare gasped as he was turned and pushed against the table, hands on his hips barely taking time to unbuckle his belt before pulling down his pants and boxers.
“It’s not jealousy,” Dark grunted as he undid his own pants, sliding them and his boxers down just enough to free his cock. “I don’t like other people seeing my property. I don’t like the thought of sharing you with anybody.” He blinked at the sound of a bottle of lube opening, looking down to see Mare offering the bottle with lidded eyes, the lavender turned a dark amethyst from lust.
“Then don’t,” Mare hummed, resting his cheek on the table and bracing his hands against the edge. “Don’t share me. Mark me up, make me only know your name, show people who I belong to.” He wouldn’t need much prep as Dark had fingered him before the meeting – was that why he was so possessive? – but he knew Dark preferred things to go smoothly.
“Mine,” Dark growled, seeing the shiver that went down Mare’s back at the sound. “You’re mine, and mine alone. Nobody else can touch you, nobody can make you feel the way I can.” As Mare sighed in response, Dark took the opportunity to push into him, loving the way the sigh caught in Mare’s throat.
“D-Dark…” Mare moaned, knuckles going white from his grip on the table, barely getting a breath in before Dark started thrusting harshly, making his eyes roll back in pleasure. “Fuck, Dark, I’m yours, yes, yes, yes!”
“I don’t want to share you with anybody,” Dark panted, one hand on Mare’s hip while the other slid under him to pull him up, pressing his chest to Mare’s back and digging his nails into his chest. “I don’t like sharing.”
“Dark, I’m gonna, I—” Mare cut himself off with a moan as he came, holding Dark’s wrists in a vice grip as Dark kept moving, pounding into Mare like he was a toy. “K-Keep going,” he whispered, lifting a leg to rest his foot on the edge of the table, pushing back against Dark and moaning as the angle shifted to push him past pain and back into pleasure.
“My finch,” Dark growled, biting into Mare’s shoulder as he came, hugging Mare close and moving a hand to stroke him into another release before pulling out and adjusting his grip, feeling Mare falling boneless against him. “I’m sorry about my comments,” he apologised, moving them to sit in the chair.
“I know you didn’t mean them.” Mare could only whisper, voice shot from both the argument and his moans. “I don’t realise when I’m being flirty, but if it can get you jealous again…”
“If you want me to fuck you against something hard,” Dark replied, brushing his lips over the bite on Mare’s shoulder, “You only have to ask, finch. Don’t make me jealous on purpose, or I’ll be harsher.”
“I love you, Dark,” Mare mumbled, resting his head against Dark’s shoulder as his eyes drooped. Dark’s answer was a soft hum and a kiss to Mare’s cheek.
A/N: Just some Mare in lingerie to make Dark brainless.
Warnings: Smut.
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Mare looked at himself in the mirror one last time, adjusting Dark’s blazer to allow a peek of what he had on underneath before checking the time and heading down the hall to Dark’s office.
“Alright, we’ll be there at ten o’clock precisely,” Dark’s voice spoke from behind the office door, and Mare made himself a glamour to hide his outfit as Dark’s client left the room. “Mare, hello.”
Mare slipped into the office at Dark’s greeting, closing and locking the door behind him before moving closer to the desk. Taking a deep breath, he removed the glamour so Dark could see everything, confidence growing at the hungry look in Dark’s eyes.
“What have you got there, dear?” Stepping toward Mare, Dark ran his fingers along the soft fabric of the blazer lapels before pulling them away slightly, smile widening as he saw what Mare had on underneath. “You’ve brought a present.”
Beneath the blazer, Mare had on a tie-dyed lace set, ribbons crossing his body leading to the thinly-draped lace covering his hips. Geometric patterned lace covered Mare’s chest, forming a shattered trail down his stomach to stop just above the fabric held together by ribbons, and suddenly Dark wanted to see the whole set.
Mare huffed when Dark pushed him against the window behind the desk, practically tearing the blazer off him to get his hands on the lace. “So-so you like the outfit, then?” He puffed, struggling to keep his cocky smile as Dark dragged his nails down the ensemble, catching on the delicate lace every so often.
“You have no idea,” Dark growled, tugging at the bows on Mare’s hips and watching the lace fall, effortlessly lifting him and squeezing his rear. “And you were counting on this, weren’t you?” he added, feeling the slickness of lube at Mare’s hole.
“You have no idea,” Mare echoed Dark’s earlier words, pushing against Dark’s fingers as he tugged on his tie. “Now, as much as I love you squeezing me, I’ve been edging myself for the last hour, so just fuck me already.”
“Do people not have manners anymore?” Dark asked, setting Mare down just long enough to undo his slacks and fish his cock out. “How disappointing.”
“Maybe you should remind me how to use those manners,” Mare suggested, hopping into Dark’s arms and groaning as Dark rutted against him, cock between his cheeks. “I’m sure I’ll be able to remember if you show me.”
“I can show you, doll,” Dark replied, lining up and pulling Mare down until their hips met, pressing his chest to Mare’s to keep him against the window. “I’ll make you sing, my finch, the most wonderful tunes.” Catching Mare’s lips in a kiss, Dark started to buck his hips, moving Mare like a toy.
Mare held Dark’s shoulders, breaking the kiss to moan loudly as Dark moved him, shivering at the sensations around him. Dark’s grip was tight on his hips as he lifted and lowered him, surely leaving bruises, and the feeling of Dark inside him barely distracted from the cool glass of the windows against his back, surely getting steamed up by his own body heat.
Dark’s lips quirked when Mare started “singing”, moans coming out in short squeaks every time Dark bottomed out, almost as if he was pounding the sounds out of him. The grip on his shoulders grew tighter, telling him Mare was close, and Dark moved one hand to wrap around the musician’s cock and started stroking it.
“A-Ah, Dark!” Mare cried as he came, wrapping his legs around Dark’s hips to urge him to continue. “K-Keep going, make me a mess so you’ll have to clean me up. Let’s fuck the sanctity of your office,” he purred into Dark’s ear, gasping when Dark started moving with harsher thrusts.
Dark bit into Mare’s shoulder when he came, bucking up as deep as possible and kissing the reddened skin before pulling out and gently setting Mare on the ground. Before Mare could catch his breath, Dark swept him up and sat him in his lap on his chair, tearing the remaining lingerie off his body before pushing back in.
“Ready for more?” Dark asked, an almost evil grin on his face as he squeezed Mare’s ass. “Good,” he hummed when Mare nodded, adjusting his grip before moving Mare again, more than ready to do exactly as Mare asked.
“Someone’s in a mood,” Mare joked as he was pushed against the wall, smirk faltering just enough to let out a gasp before Dark claimed his lips, kissing him roughly as his hands fiddled with the button of Mare’s jeans. “What’s got you so worked up?”
“Shut up and use some of that illusion magic to hold yourself up,” Dark growled, tugging Mare’s jeans and boxers down to his ankles and lifting him slightly before letting go, huffing when Mare stayed put. “Good. I’m going to fuck you now, and you’re going to take it.”
“No complaints here,” Mare kept up his confident façade despite the slight shake of his knees and the purple tears in his eyes from using magic. “Will you be holding me while you rail me against the wall, or do I need to stay coherent enough to keep holding myself up?”
Dark’s answer was a low growl, pants undone just enough to get his cock out, lining up and pushing into Mare before holding his hips in a vice grip, pulling him down until their hips met. “I’ll be moving you.”
Instead of a response, Mare’s retort was cut off by a moan as Dark started moving him, bouncing him effortlessly on his cock against the wall as if he weighed nothing. “B-Business proceedings didn’t go-didn’t go well?” he tried to ask through his gasps, tucking his fingers into Dark’s blazer lapels to ground himself.
“Shut,” Dark grunted, moving a hand to slam Mare’s shoulder against the wall, changing his angle but not stopping his movements as he pounded into Mare almost animalistically. “You talk too much. Just--shut up for once.”
“Maybe—maybe you should do something about that,” Mare was holding onto the last shreds of his snark as he clawed at the wall behind him, nails digging into the plaster while his eyes rolled, smirk lopsided on his face.
The smirk finally faded as Dark gripped his thigh in one hand, lifting his leg to get deeper while holding Mare’s neck with the other, giving just enough pressure to make Mare feel it, but not enough to properly choke him. With a few more thrusts, Dark pulled Mare down as he came, filling him before pulling out and setting him back on the ground.
“Well, we’re going to need to patch the wall up,” Mare started breathlessly, reaching for his pants and pulling a face when he saw the waistband was torn. “And you owe me new pants.” He paused when Dark pressed against him, sandwiching him between the wall and himself.
“I am far from done with you,” he purred into Mare’s ear, hand sliding down his stomach to wrap his fingers around his cock. “I’m not above ensuring you are satisfied.” As Mare clutched at his biceps, Dark captured his lips in a deep kiss, stroking him lazily until he gasped into the kiss, spilling over Dark’s fingers.
“Feeling better?” Mare asked, voice barely a whisper as he struggled into his boxers and waved his hand to make a glamour over his lower half.
“Close enough,” Dark replied, wiping his hand with a handkerchief he’d pulled from his blazer pocket. “Patch up the wall for me, and then come and find me in my office.” Tucking the handkerchief in Mare’s pocket, he strolled down the hall with his shoulders back, as stoic as ever.
“At least he knows how to give a good fuck,” Mare muttered to himself as he turned to look at the wall. “Man acts like he didn’t just almost destroy the wall outside the main room, expects nobody to notice.”
