Septiplier Smuts

Extra Love

"Fine, Sean, please," he begged with his eyes closed. I climbed back on top of him and kissed him gently. As I shoved my tongue in his mouth, I slid my hand down his chest and to his member. I gripped it tightly, making Mark groan quietly. I jacked him off quickly, making him let out another small groan. I moved the hiss down his jawline and to his upper neck. I slowly kissed down until I was at his collarbone. When I hit a sweet spot, he moaned loudly, pulling my head closer to him. I sped up my hand, running my hand along his full length.

"Uh, Sean, faster," he moaned loudly. He gripped onto my hair and used the other hand to rub my back. I did as he asked and used my other hand on his tip. "Sean," he breathed, putting his hands on my shoulders and pulling away from me. He fell onto the bed, looking down at me. I kept moving my hand, but I didn't know what he wanted. "Please, don't stop," he panted. I sped up to the pace I was at previously, making him let out another moan. "Uh, Sean, please," he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut and gripping tightly onto the sheets. I quickly replaced my hand with my mouth and bobbed my head. He moaned even louder than he did the last time. I let all of him into my mouth, feeling his tip hit the back of my throat. I hummed softly, making him moan once again. Shortly after, he came in my mouth, letting out a loud moan as he did so. I took my mouth off of his member and I climbed on top of him. I looked down at him, still trying to catch his breath.

"You doing ok there, Markimoo?" I asked with a smirk.

"It was just, so much, it was good, just a lot," he panted. I laughed quietly and laid down beside him. He pulled me close to him and glanced down at me.

"I think it's only fair if you get another round, too," he said, putting his hand on my stomach and slowly sliding it down.

"N-no, Mark. I'm o-ok," I said, squeezing my eyes shut. When his hand was a few inches from my member, I blurted, "Mark, really, it's fine," and tried to push his hand away. He ignored me, slowly wrapping his hand around me and pumping it slowly. "Mark, really, I don't..." I trailed off, letting out a soft moan. "I don't know if I can do this again," I said softly, gripping onto the sheets beside me. I kept my eyes glued shut, knowing that if I saw him, I'd come almost immediately.  Just the feeling of his skin on mine was enough to make me close to my climax.  "Fuck," I moan, pressing my head back into the mattress.  As he moved his hand skillfully on me, my stomach clenches, telling me I'm getting very close.  I don't want to cum yet, he JUST started.  "Slow- down," I moan, unable to catch my breath.

"Why, is someone getting close already?" he asks, grinning.  Fucker.

"Yes now please, slower, I don't want to cum yet," I beg.  I see a devilish smirk fall across his face before he places his head on my member and slowly slide it down. 

"Fuck babe," I gasp, putting my hand into his hair and gripping it lightly.  He bobs his head quickly, making me squirm.  I feel the pressure building and building until I can't take it anymore.  "Babe, I'm gonna cum," I pant.  As  I cum, my hand tightens in his hair as I thrust into his mouth.  "Fuck!"  After I've finished, he swallows everything and climbs up next to me.

"Have fun?" he asks with a huge smile on his face.

"Fuck," I breathe, closing my eyes.  He lets out a big laugh.

"Why don't we go take a shower?" he asks.

"I don't think I can make it to the bathroom," I say, turning my head to look at him.

"Why don't I just carry you there?"

"Bet."  He stands up and grabs my arm to turn me sideways.  He scoops me up and walks us to the bathroom.  He sets me on the side of the bathtub to turn on the lights and the fan.  He reaches around me to turn on the water.

Once the water gets hot, he puts the drain plug in and I roll into the bathtub.  The not-too-hot water slowly creeps up my body as the tub fills, filling me with warmth.  Mark gets in with me, sitting behind me, his legs falling right beside mine.  He grabs the soap, opening the cap and squirting some in his hand.  He sets the bottle back down and rubs his hands together to make it foamy.  He then begins to rub his hands on me, starting on my chest, and running their way to my shoulders and down my arms.  My head falls back onto his shoulder as I enjoy his touch.  He runs his hands back over my chest and down to my stomach.  I slowly relax into the experience, sinking down slightly in the tub. 

"I love you," I mumble, almost falling asleep.

"I love you too baby," he says, kissing my head.

Once we're both clean, Mark helps me out of the bathtub, as I was mostly asleep at that point.  He grabs me by my waist and waddles me back to the bedroom.  He sits me down on the side of the bed as he grabs pj's and underwear for the both of us.

"No pj's," I say, partially closing my eyes.

"No problem," he says, putting back my pj pants, closing the drawer, and walking back over to me.  He slips my underwear onto each of my feet, sliding them up as far as he could.  He then gently picks me up to slide them up the rest of the way.  He moves the covers back before letting me sit back down.  He picks up my legs and swings them onto the bed, covering me with the duvet.  He then gets himself dressed before getting under the covers with me.  I snuggle up to him, drifting off into sleep.