please can i request a mark scenario where u're both really close best friends and u both deny all questions about dating but end up having (consensual!!!!!!!) sex in the end?
You called him your best friend. You meant it, or at least, you thought you did. Feelings were complicated. The first time you realized it might be true, was the first time Johnny teased you about liking him.
“I don’t like Mark.” you said.
Johnny squinted his eyes at you and watched you carefully. You could reiterate how very untrue it was all you wanted, but your words held no weight.
“It’s okay,” Johnny said. “You love Mark.”
You and Mark were close. You slept over his place a lot, sometimes in his bed, and sometimes waking up holding him. You texted him daily, asking his advice about dating, your career, and everything in-between. He was the first person you went to when you were at your lowest points.
Still, you didn’t want to believe it was true. You weren’t so willing to flush years of friendship down the drain. Admitting your feelings meant taking a big step forward. You didn’t want to fathom losing what you had already.
“You okay?” Mark asked.
You were together, like always. You sat on his bed feeling sullen. There was a lot you wanted to say, but when you tried to open your mouth, nothing came out.
Always sensing when you were feeling unlike yourself, Mark tried his hardest to cheer you up. He pinched your cheek, smiling as he did. You thought about kissing him. It would be so easy to lean over and kiss his lips. You closed your eyes and tried to erase the image of his mouth level with yours, but you couldn’t. You wanted to feel his hands all over you. You wanted Mark to ruin the friendship.
“I’m fine.” you said, opening your eyes.
For Mark, he had the whole world watching. You both had chemistry, that was for sure. People liked to pair him with his best friend often, talking online about couples outfits and lingering looks when you were together. It was almost always innocent between him and you, but no one knew how he really felt.
When he first met you, Mark had no idea how much you would come to mean to him. He didn’t have many female friends that he was close to. He never even thought about what it would be like to have a woman’s point-of-view in his life. You were all over every part of him, and he liked it that way. Mark trusted you more than anyone. He preferred to spend his free time with you, watching movies on his bed, and talking about things that are important to him.
“Just fine?” Mark asked.
Mark realized he liked you a lot when Johnny asked him outright if he had feelings for you. Mark was used to people prying into his life, but he never expected it from someone who was like a brother to him. It was the first time Mark could take a step back and look at things more clearly.
“You should tell her.” Johnny said.
Mark shook his head no. “I don’t think I am ready for that, man.”
The look Johnny gave Mark made him want to hide himself away forever. The thought of confessing to you made him scared. Mark didn’t want to get to a place in his life where you weren’t the first person he ran to when he was stressed, and a break-up in the relationship would do that. When he told Johnny his fears, Johnny gave it to him straight.
“You’re so afraid of losing her, “he said. “But you don’t even have her, Mark.”
Johnny’s words hit Mark hard. He knew his friend was right, knew that he was just being a coward. So, Mark made the choice. He had to know how you felt about him.
You looked over at Mark. His face was full of emotion, his eyes wide and a little watery. You had never seen him quite like this before. There was a weird silence settling in the space between you.
“I have to tell you something.” Mark said.
When you looked at him again, his lips were on yours. Your mind went to daydreams of kissing him if you weren’t careful, but nothing could prepare you for the real thing. Kissing Mark made you feel dizzy and uncertain. His fingers held your chin as he kissed you more deeply. When he pulled apart, there was a sexual tension that was unavoidable.
You kissed Mark back. Everything moved fast, like the both of you had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Mark moved on top of you, pushing you into his mattress. He was apprehensive about touching you, so you guided his hands for him, placing them on top of your body. He let his fingers roam up your waist before taking them off. Abruptly, Mark stopped kissing you.
“What?” you asked, hoping nothing was wrong with you.
“Nothing.” Mark said.
When he shifted his body, Mark kneed you in the crotch, causing you to lift your head and bump heads with him. The pain made both of you touch your hands to your skulls. Mark rolled off of you and plopped himself beside you, shoulder-to-shoulder.
“Why is this so awkward?” he asked.
Both of you were putting too much pressure on yourselves. You could feel everything sucking the fun out of being with Mark, like this. So, you made the choice.
You didn’t give Mark time to overthink things. You moved on top of him, straddling his hips. Mark gripped his hands on either sides of your waist. Without your help, he grabbed the bottom of your shirt, slid it up your body, and over your head. Mark sat up, meeting your lips with a kiss. You were dealing with a swarm of butterflies in your stomach.
Mark was hard. You could feel him underneath you, his erection straining against his jeans. It was strange to be on top of him. Strange, but a little familiar. You got off of him and crawled further back on the bed. He removed his socks and shoes first, but Mark followed your lead. Watching him made you laugh, your chest filling up with a warm feeling.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
Mark’s smile was so shy and unassuming. You moved on your knees towards him and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“You’re cute.” you said.
Mark let you remove his shirt. You moved together like friends wanting to know each other’s bodies, the old comfort working its way back in. You stripped each other naked, both admiring each other’s bodies as you did. Being so vulnerable in the presence of him made you question a lot of things, but you weren’t going to worry about them just yet. You passed the lead over to Mark, who hesitated before rested his body on top of yours.
“What did you have to tell me? you asked.
You hitched your legs up so that he could move between them and wrapped them around his waist. Mark’s arms were strong and muscular, holding his body up. He took his hard cock in his hands and looked up at you.
“I’ll tell you later.” he said, before thrusting into you.
