MCU SMUT/FLUFF (MxM) (Requests Open)

Steven Grant x Marc Spector (Smut ;3)

YES I SHIP THEM. YES ITS NOT SELFCEST LIKE SYLKIE. THEY ARE TWO SEPERATE PEOPLE AND ALTERS IN A SYSTEM DATE.

Title: Almost there

Dominant: Steven

Submissive: Marc

T/w: Swearing

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Marc sat silently on his sofa. His head hung back, causing his hair to hand back. He was bored out of his mind. Not that there was much to do. They had saved an innumerable amount of lives, and he wanted to feel great, but he just couldn't. He picked up his phone and went to contacts. Layla. He wanted to call her. He wanted to hear her voice again. It had been three months. Three months shouldn't have felt that long, he hadn't spoken to her for years for gods sake.

Just call her, Marc.

"Keep out of this, Steven. You and your little crush messed everything up." Marc huffed. It wasn't wholly true, but he needed to blame someone.

Hey! Do not say that. It's not my fault you lied to her.

"It doesn't matter. I'll call her in a few months." He said, and that seemed to shut Steven up.

He sat there for a few more minutes. Silently waiting for something to happen. But nothing happened. So he shifted properly into the sofa and glided his hand down. He fumbled with his belt and once it came off, he pressed forward.

What are you doing!

"Could you please just leave me alone."

That's not fair, okay, that's not fair. You don't get to just jerk off while I haven't been touched in months.

"Oh, so you want to join?" Marc asked mockingly.

"I think I might!" Steven said.

"How did you just do that?"

"I saw a video on youtube, this is called co-fronting. I didn't think we would even be able to do it!"

"So you want me to jerk us off? That sounds gay."

"You do realise I like both men and women, don't you mate?"

"So you're attracted to me? Thats a little egotistical."

"I'm all chafed up for this, so you just do what you must."

"This is so weird."

Marc said finally. He felt as though Steven was right next to him, but he was the only person in the room. Physically of course, mentally, Steven was right there beside him. Getting ready for something that neither had ever done. Marc slipped his hand down again and grasped their penis. It was limp and cold, and Marc stated breathing heavier as he rubbed his penis. Precum leaked for his tip.

"Bloody hell, that feels so good Marc."

Marc didn't want to say it, but Steven's voice sounded extremely sexy. It made him stroke faster. But he realised that he had lost control of his arm. And now Steven was stroking their penis. Marc's breathing grew unsteady. Marc brought their other hand up to his nipples under his shirt and started fiddling with them. It sent excitement through them and one of them let out a moan.

"Why does this feel so good?" Marc said, moaning.

Steven, without saying a word took over the hand that was at their nipple and brought it out.

"What are you doing?"

Steven brought the hand down and to their rear.

"Trust me, Marc. Its going to feel so good. Do you trust me Marc?"

Marc nodded and Steven flipped their body over. He continued to stroking their erect penis. Marc felt as though he couldn't hold himself in any more. He needed to cum. They needed to cum. But steven geld it back.

Just as Marc was about to say something, he felt Steven push a single finger into their hole. He moaned. He actually moaned. As much as he didn't want to say, he was enjoying it. Steven pushed further and further. And then there was two finergs. All the while he was stroking their cock. Marc was struggling to control himself. He wanted to cum, but Steven wanted to make this last. He had never felt so in control. Steven pushed and stroked faster.

Marc was in pure bliss. He had never known such pleasure. And then Steven touched something. Something deep within them that made Marc moan loudly. Steven couldn't hold it back and allowed them to finally cum. The thick white liquid shot from their penis and covered the sofa and their stomach.

"Fuck. That was... that was incredible." That was all Marc said, before Steven took control of the body.

"Are you seriously forcing me to clean up this mess?"

But when Steven looked at his reflection in his mirror, only he stared back. Marc needed to rest.