A Different Darkiplier. A Markiplier fanfiction.

What an Angel |Ch.15|

"Look at me, please" he said lifting my chin a bit for me to look at him. "Before we do this I want to ask you something" I nervously wait for him to continue. He brought his hand up to cup my cheek. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

A smile crept onto my face as I shook my head up and down. "Yes" I said laughing a bit. He technically already forced me to be with him. But I want to be with him now. He smiled showing his teeth. Oh god, he's so perfect. He slowly leaned down and started to intertwine our lips together, making my stomach do flips. I couldn't help but reach my hand up and run my fingers through his dark hair.
His one hand keeping him propped up over me and the other gliding along my sides. The clothing that hugged my torso eventually got uncomfortable and Mark reached at the hem of my shirt and tugged it off over my head, exposing my black lace bra.

He broke the kiss and looked at my newly exposed skin and smirked.
I thought I should return the favor so I pulled his shirt up over his head and threw it somewhere on the floor. Marks head dipped back down and started kissing and lightly biting my neck. I couldn't help the little moans that escaped my mouth. I could feel Mark smile against my skin with satisfaction. He trailed his kisses down ending up near the hem of my pants. He lightly tugged at the black denim after unbuttoning them first. I helped by pulling my knees towards my torso until they slipped off over my feet.

Mark had himself still propped over me. He looked me up and down, biting his lower lip. I started to feel self conscious about my body. Maybe this was a bad idea. He just keeps staring. I try to secretly reach for my shirt down on the floor when Mark grabbed my hand and held it in his. I was afraid to make eye contact so I kept my head to the side looking at the floor.

"god you're so perfect" he whispered.

My eyes shifted to his face.
"What?" I asked shocked at the words that just fell from his mouth.

"You heard me Cara"
I smiled so wide I probably looked like an idiot. No one has ever said anything like that to me. I mean sure, I've had a couple of boyfriends and they called me pretty and what not but I never felt like I was when they told me. But when Mark told me, I actually felt like, for once, that I was. I was so happy I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down and crashed our lips together. He made me feel like I was wanted.

His hand glided along my bare side, his touch soothing me and making my stomach do flips at the same time. Mark multitasked and started to unbutton his pants to pull them down and drop them on the floor. Our heavy breathing now filled the room. I couldn't help but let out a moan when Marks hips rolled against mine. I guess he couldn't help it either when one escaped his mouth too, which brought some kind of other pleasure to me. I've been so nervous about being good so it felt nice knowing that I was at least doing something right.

Mark dipped his head back down and kissed my neck and trailed down to my collar bone, finding my sweet spot, strands of his hair tickling at my neck. He started to lightly tug down one of my bra straps but I grabbed his wrist.

"Wait, Mark I-"
I'm getting self conscious again.

"Cara, please, you're so perfect. I want to see all of you"

I slowly  let go of his wrist, letting him proceed. He slowly leaned in and softly starting kissing my lips and pulling my bra straps down one at a time. He snakes his hand under my back and unclamps the bra and pulls it off. He leans back to examine me below him. I start to madly blush. I start to bring my arms up to cover the exposed skin but Mark grabs my wrists. He takes my hands and pulls them up to his mouth and kisses them. He lets them drop back down and he leans down to my ear.

"You're an angel" he whispers in my ear. He leans back to look at my face. Since he got to look me up and down I decided it was my turn. His torso was toned perfectly. Light v-lines were visible. My eyes trailed up to his collar bone, which was perfectly prominent. His muscular arms were a fitting size. I looked up to his jaw line and how the scruff perfectly complements it. His lips were always a beautiful shade of pink and were usually in a smirk. His black hair always falls the right way. And his brown eyes oddly made me feel home, protected and loved all at once.

He's calling me the angel when he's actually the angel. This man who has such an intimidating side doesn't even seem like he's ever had one at this very moment. At this very moment, he illuminated the definition of impeccable beauty and perfection. I am truly, utterly, madly in love with him. I would've never thought that I was when I first met him but now, now everything has changed.

I have never seen a more perfect human being in my life. And to have him propped up over me made me the happiest I've ever been. I didn't know that tears had slipped from my eyes until I felt Mark wipe them away with his thumb.

"Cara what's wrong baby?" He asked concerned.

"Nothing" I said lightly laughing "I-I just- Mark you're the most beautiful human being I've ever seen. And I might sound mellow dramatic but I don't care, it's the truth" I said tears still slipping out. "And I don't know why the hell I'm crying but it's whatever" I said lightly laughing, eyes still watery. He stared down at me, smiling his cute little smile with teeth.

He leaned down close to my face, our noses lightly brushing. His eyes looking from my eyes to my lips. He slowly closed the gap and softly connected our lips together. His fingertips traced down my chest to my hips, sending my stomach into a frenzy. He unconnected our lips and looked at me in the eyes.

"Please be mine forever"
Forever. I've never taken the meaning of that work lightly. It has such meaning and commitment behind it. It can be so pure. And it's filled with the unknown. And that's ok when you have someone you love to go in with you. And the one person I would want to do that with me just asked me to.

I smiled lightly up to the man I'm in love with. "Okay"

Good Lordy I took forever to write this. Should I extend this night into the next chapter or just move on? I don't know. I can do either. But now I have to go do apush homework so send help because I might die from boredom