My Maid ~ A Markiplier Ego Fanfic
Wanna do another Halloween one except THIS TIME with Wilfy and Darkipoo being a cute couple and Wilford being an idiot getting stuck in his Halloween costume, so LET’S DO IT!!!
Ahh Halloween. It may surprise you to know that Dark rather liked the seasonal occasion, it amused him to no end to see people get so excited over the prospect of scares, multitudes of candy and dressing up. Well….not people, only one particular person in fact. His complete and utter goof of a boyfriend Wilford Warfstache. Dark just loved how enthusiastic he was about the whole thing, and had even been persuaded to partake in certain aspects of it with him. He was currently stood and dressed in a cheap vampire outfit, a cape draping over his back whilst two fake fangs were stuck on his canines; he’d never admit it but he rather liked how they looked on him.
‘Wilford what is taking you so long?’
'YOU CAN’T RUSH PERFECTION DARK!’
Dark rolled his eyes with an amused sigh as he hovered outside their shared bedroom, for some reason Wilford was taking quite a bit of time with his costume. Dark grinned when he thought of it, Wilford had insisted on finding the skimpiest maid outfit that the internet could possibly offer. Wilford had even tried to persuade Dark to go for feminine outfit but there were some things that Dark was not prepared to do and “no Wilford I am NOT cross-dressing with you, I love you but there is a line and cross-dressing is the line” put an end to that particular dream of Wilford’s. Dark grinned a little at the thought, until a small stream of seemingly frustrated sounds started emanating from the bedroom.
'Fucking…goddamn tank top….’
'Are you okay? Do you need any hel-’
'NO I’M FINE DON’T COME IN HERE!’
Dark laughed amusedly, placing his hand on the doorknob to turn it and swing the door open.
'Wilford if you wanted to keep me out then that was the wrong thing to say….’
Dark eyes glittered with his gentle amusement as he opened the door, fully expecting to see Wilford topless whilst holding a piece of clothing in his hands and trying to resist the urge to tear it to pieces. He was half right. Dark raised a hand to cover his mouth as he grinned heavily, oh this was just too good.
'Oh my god….’
Dark fell into a laughing fit as he observed Wilford’s state, He was indeed topless, or partially, his torso was bare due to the fact that by some mystical way, Wilford had managed to trap his head and arms in the 'tank top’ piece of clothing. Thus rendering his arms stuck above his head whilst also meaning that he couldn’t see anything around him, which he was extremely happy about.
'Yeah yeah go on laugh it up why don'tcha!’
Dark most certainly did, for a few rather lengthy minutes in fact whilst Wilford stood there grumbling and struggling lightly. Dark did however manage to compose himself, but he couldn’t keep the massive grin off his face as he paced over with a light sigh.
'You are such a moron.’
Wilford let out a gentle, indignant huff as Dark chuckled and scanned the scene, immediately starting to take the material and yank it slowly as Wilford wiggled. Quite a bit of it was bunched at his underarms so Dark decided to fumble about there, which to his surprise made Wilford jump back with a light yip.
'H-hey be careful!’
Wilford exclaimed, he gulped a little at the thought of how this….was actually quite a vulnerable position that he was in. He certainly didn’t want Dark to undergo that realisation and end up…..taking advantage of it. Unfortunately for Wilford however, upon his exclamation Dark had paused….and let his lips stretch into a wide a feral smirk; he was going to have some fun with this.
'Why Wilford whatever is the matter? I’m only trying to help….’
Dark let his hands move down to where the edges of the material were clinging to Wilford’s lower ribs, and he slipped his hands underneath as he 'tried’ to remove it and lift it up. Wilford meanwhile had already fallen into light giggles as he squirmed and flinched.
'Dahark you’re nahahat helpihing!!’
Wilford’s giggles were squeaky and sporadic as he tried to squirm away from Dark’s touch, but alas, the latter man was extremely persistent as his fingertips started to massage Wilford’s lower ribcage.
'Well obviously it would help more if you could stay still, honestly why on earth are you so squirmy?’
Dark feigned innocence but Wilford could hear the amusement and mischief in his voice as his giggling increased in volume, he was rapidly trying to tug at his arms to see if he could at least bring them down a few inches; but nothing worked.
'Yohohohohou knohohow why yohohou dihihihick!!’
Dark chuckled loudly as he allowed his hands to move down and pinch Wilford’s sides, making said man yelp and try to jerk as he cackled and tried shuffling away.
'No I really don’t, why don’t you enlighten me?’
Dark’s smirk was feral and yet playful as he squeezed the ticklish flesh rapidly, relishing in Wilford’s wild reactions as he tried twisting out of reach. Dark’s tickling hands only followed though, there was no way for Wilford to escape.
'FUHUHUHUCK YOHOHOU DOHOHOUCHE!’
Dark gasped lightly with heavy indignance, but he couldn’t stop his fond grin from emerging as he observed Wilford’s form. Wilford meanwhile was enraptured by nerves, uncertainty as well as plain and simple mirth; the fact that he couldn’t see whatever Dark was doing made bubbles explode in his tummy as he listened hard. No matter how hard he listened though, Dark still caught him off guard when his hands made contact with his belly.
'I was only asking a simple question, there was no need for such rudeness!'
Wilford was spluttering with his embarrassment as his bubbly laughter pierced the air and bounced around the room, whilst the man himself felt his knees buckle thus making him fall to the floor as he tried to shuffle away from his attacker.
'THIHIHIHIS IHIHIS RUHUHUHUDE!!’
Dark snickered as he followed Wilford to the floor, perching on his thighs delicately as he squeezed and pinched the light pudge of Wilford’s lower tummy, making the owner squeal and laugh rather adorably. Which Dark did not hesitate to point out.
'Actually I think this is rather cute….’
Dark’s fingertips swept over Wilford’s waistline thus making him buck and yelp in a beautifully desperate fashion, all the while he was tugging fruitlessly at his arms. At Dark’s words Wilford was almost thankful that the garment was covering his face since he could feel his cheeks heating up magnificently.
'SHUHUHUHUHUT YOHOHOUR FAHAHAHACE!!’
Dark only had to hear Wilford’s words to know he’d succeeded in his relaxed attempts to fluster him, he’d done it so many times it was like second nature to him; Wilford however had certainly not gotten used to it.
'So demanding, one would’ve thought that someone in your position would be more polite…’
Dark spoke in a light growl as his fingers splayed over Wilford’s belly and sides teasingly, making the man beneath him shiver and let out a gentle whimper. Dark traced light circles and patterns over the quivering flesh, as his hands ever so slowly began drifting towards Wilford’s kryptonite. His strong, sensitive hips.
'Nonononoho Dahark dohon’t do it, j-juhust get me ohout of this please!!’
Wilford’s words bubbled out from him rapidly and haphazardly, which only encouraged Dark to continue in his mischievous endeavour with a wide smirk.
'Oh my darling Wilford, you’re a strong man….I’m sure you’ll get out eventually.’
Dark’s gentle touches ceased….and his ruthlessness reared it’s tickly head as Dark wormed his thumbs under the waistline of Wilford’s maid skirt so he could vibrate them over Wilford’s hip bones.
'NAHAHAHAHAHAHA FAHAHAHAHAHAHACK!!!’
Wilford was in immediate hysterics, he was bucking and writhing as the bundles of nerves were tormented relentlessly and with an amazingly determined vigour. Dark knew he was enjoying this way too much….but then when it comes to making Wilford hysterical, from his point of view there was no such thing as too much.
'Awwww tickle tickle sweetheart….’
Dark cooed delicately as Wilford wailed desperately, ticklish jolts surging through his entire system as Dark’s thumbs moved to the bowels of his hips; he massaged harshly this rendering a scream from Wilford.
'PLEHEHEHEHEHEHE NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!’
Dark was enraptured by Wilford’s incoherency, and as a result he ended up being shocked when a sharp ripping sound filled the room shortly before Wilford’s hands latched onto his with desperate abandonment.
'Nohohoho mohohohore…..’
Dark couldn’t speak for a moment….Wilford, in that moment was just stunning. His hair was mussed and his lips were spread wide in a beautiful, dazzling, and slightly exhausted smile as his cheeks burned with his breathlessness and flustered feelings. Dark felt hypnotised as he looked over Wilford, who in turn was looking at him with a hint of confusion.
'God….you’re so beautiful….’
Wilford had no time to react before Dark’s lips crashed into his with warmth and sincere passion, Wilford reciprocated eagerly and couldn’t help a happy grin forming as a light hum left his lips. It lasted for a long while, but they both had to withdraw begrudgingly due the annoyance that was their bodies’ needs for oxygen. Wilford was himself in a bliss filled daze, whilst Dark recovered and soon bore a gentle smile as he looked down to where Wilford’s hands grasped his.
'I told you you’d get yourself out.’
Wilford blinked a few times at the sound of Dark’s deeply-toned sarcasm, he smiled at Dark with a hint of exasperation as he looked to where his hands rested; he decided to give Dark’s hands a small squeeze of warning.
'Shut up you….’
Dark chuckled as he leant over Wilford with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
'Why don’t you make me?’
Wilford raised an eyebrow at Dark’s demeanour and giggled a little as he spoke with exaggerated shock lacing his voice.
'Oh you dirty devil!’
Dark let out a barking laugh as he gazed down at Wilford, the mischief that bubbled within the man never ceased to amaze and amuse him; it was one of the endless things that Dark loved about him, mainly because it helped coax out Dark’s own mischievous side. Much like now as Dark’s gaze flicked over Wilford’s attire.
'Mm….perhaps I require a maid.’
Dark’s eyes glittered dangerously as Wilford’s own visage seemed to shine and perk up, his lips quirking into a light smirk as he sat up and leant so he was upright and face to face with Dark; he may have only whispered, but his words echoed in Dark’s mind.
'Then perhaps I should get to work.’
Oh those men, nothing will ever really compare to them will it? Their relationship will never die either….it may get a little dusty or glossed over but never forgotten. Much like the season of Halloween. They are eternal.
DOOOONE HOPE YOUS LIKE IIIIIIT AND YEAH XD LUV YOUS XXX