Schizophrenic (Ipliers X reader)

Ch. 18 Lust and passion

I stand up, "alright, Mark, I really gotta go home now" I say, feeling stuffed from all the pizza. I want to walk away, but I'm being stopped my Mark grabbing my hand. "Wait!!" I turn around, "please stay here...Dark could come back, I want to protect you" he tells me. I sigh softly and think about it. I nod once, "okay" I sit back down next to him on the couch, and snuggle against him. "another episode?" He asks I breathe a chuckle, "another episode" I answer.

We watch Netflix the whole evening, until it's suddenly half past one.

I yawn, and feel my eyelids getting heavy, "Mark...let's go to bed" I say. "Hm?" Is all I get as a reply. I chuckle, sit up and rub my eyes, "come on, I can't carry you up the stairs" Mark chuckles and stands up. "Alright, mom" he says tiredly. I giggle softly and follow him up the stairs, noticing he has quite a nice ass. "So, I first gotta make the guest bed ready for--" I cut him off, "can't we sleep in the same bed?" I pull my pants down, feeling too tired to care. I mean, it's the same as being in a bikini, so why the hell not. Mark watches me get in bed in only my bra and underwear. He clears his throat, "of course" he pulls his shirt off first before sitting on the bed, facing his back towards me and pulling his pants down.

He lays down, facing me, and smiles sweetly, "sleep well, (Y/N)" he whispers. I breathe a softly chuckle, and scoop closer to him. I snuggle into his chest, feeling him wrap his arms around me. "Good night" I answer before falling asleep.

The next morning...

I feel myself being snapped into reality. I open my eyes, but look down first, letting my eyes get used to the light of the sun that shines from behind the curtains. Next, I look up at Mark, his eyes meeting mine. A smile immediately takes its place on my lips. "Goodmorning" he says in his raspy tired voice, the covers covering the side of his head. I breathe a chuckle at his morning voice, "goodmorning" I whisper back, not using my voice, knowing it'll sound just as raspy. "Sleep well?" He asks, running a hand through his messy hair. I nod, "yeah" I whisper, closing my eyes and snuggling in the pillow. "Good" he says tiredly again. "I don't want to get up just yet" I whisper, opening my eyes again. Mark scoops closer to me again, just like last night, "me neither" he whispers back before placing a kiss on my forehead. I smile brightly to myself. "I wanted to kiss you on your lips" he gently takes my chin with four fingers, trailing his thumb over my lips while glancing at them, "but my breath stinks" He finally whispers. I start to giggle softly, and pull the covers over my shoulders, not wanting to touch the cool air in the room,

"silly man you are"

Mark chuckles softly, closing his eyes for a moment. He looks so adorable and peaceful. I run a hand through his hair, and trail with my fingers down his head before cupping his cheek, "did you sleep well?" I start to talk softly, assuming my voice will work now. Mark nods, "yeah" he lifts his head for a moment to rest it on his hooked arm.

"Hey, (Y/N)" Mark looks into my eyes. "Yeah?" I reply softly. "When Dark kind of took over my body for a moment yesterday" I start to blush, "what did I do?" He asks. I kind of get an idea where Mark's heading, so I decide to make the best out of this. I keep a straight face, "well first....you pinned me down on the couch" I begin. Mark lifts the sheets to crawl up and glance at my half naked body for a moment. He places one hand on each side of my head, having his knees on one side of my body. "Like this?" He says in his low voice. I nod and bite my lip for a moment, "and then...you kissed me" I whisper, "...roughly" I add. Mark's gaze trails down to my lips and back at my eyes as he leans in. I gulp, getting ready for his lips on mine once again. He kisses me passionately, cupping one cheek with his hand. "And then what?" He says before quickly pushing his lips on mine again. I gently bite his lower lip before I let my head fall on the pillow again, "you fingered me" I start to blush as the words leave my mouth. Mark bites his lip before he kisses me again. "And what else?" He trails his hand down to my panties. "You kissed my neck while touching me somewhere else with your other hand" I tell him. "Where, baby" he says low and raspy. I grab his hand from next to me, and place it on my bra covered breast. Mark looks down to my chest where I placed his hand. I gently slide my fingers off his hand and gasp softly, feeling him push a finger into my entrance. I quickly unhook my bra and toss in to somewhere in the room. Mark pushes in another finger and starts to pump them faster. I gulp and pull his head down again, kissing him,

with lust and passion.

"Mark" I moan softly. Mark opens hit mouth to answer, but suddenly the door is being kicked open, "what the bloody hell is going on in here?!" Mark quickly crashes down next to me, "Wilford!!! What are you doing here?!" He yells shocked. Mark and I both sit up. I pull the sheets up to cover my chest, "Wilford!" I gasp, surprised too.  Wilford glares at Mark and me, "no, what were you two doing here?!" Wilford crosses his arms. I look at Mark, seeing that he's quite scared, which confuses me a little. Wilford is such a sweet person, so why would Mark be afraid of him? Mark breathes some nervous chuckles, "Wilford, why don't you wait downstairs for us, so that we can talk abou-" Wilford cuts him off, "No!! I want an explanation, why you were about to bang my girlfriend?!" He reaches one hand into his pocket. Mark and I look at one another, "girlfriend?!" He asks surprised. "Girlfriend?" I look at Wilford. Wilford glares at Mark, "yes, girlfriend, you heard me!" He growls. Mark gulps, "Wilford, I didn't know! Now go downstairs, we will be there in a minute!" Wilford groans irritated, "'cause that's all the time you need to finish with her, don't you?!" He says before slamming the door shut, making me jump slightly. I blush bright red and don't dare to look into Mark's eyes. "Why didn't you tell me you have something with Wilford?" He asks, getting out of bed and pulling up his pants. My breath shakes, "Cause I didn't know...I-I mean..." Mark cuts me off before I can speak up again, "you had sex with him! Was it like a one night stand to you? And you're like 'oh, let's try how Mark is in bed' and then you decide to get in my pants?!" He grabs his shirt. I sit up, "No, Mark! You started in the first place-" "you could've stopped me! Do you even know what Wilford does if he gets mad?!" He yells before sighing frustrated. I grab my pants, "n-no, I don't..." I reply softly.

Mark sighs. "Mark...Wilford stopped by, fucked me, and disappeared, just like that!" I tell him, pulling my shirt over my head, and down in its place. "No goodbye, no wave, he just walked away and he was gone" I explain. Mark looks at his feet, running a hand through his messy hair, "oh, I know what's going on...." he says silently. I walk up to him, "what is...?" I ask carefully. Mark lifts his head to look at me, "Wilford is getting possessive, (Y/N)....you need to watch out" Those words remind me of what Marlyn once said to me. She told me I need to be careful around Mark, but she was talking about Dark...and mostly Wilford. I gulp, nod once, and look up at Mark's beautiful eyes, "what do I do?" I ask. "Do you love him?" He asks. I look away from Mark. "Let's talk about this later, Wilford is waiting" he walks downstairs.

I stare in front of me, 'do I love him...?' I think. "(Y/N)..? Are you coming?" Mark holds the door open for me. I snap out of my thoughts, and look his way, "yeah! Yeah, I'm coming" I walk out. Wilford is sitting at the table with a cup of tea. He silently glances at Mark walking towards the table while sipping the tea. I want to sit down across from Wilford, but he pulls out a chair for me next to him, signaling for me to sit down there. I look at Mark, and walk over to the chair after he gives me a quick nod, telling me it's alright. Before I sit down, I feel Wilford smack my ass, making me jump slightly. I try to keep my face straight, though I can't help but crack a small smirk on my lips. Mark looks away from the both of us and clears his throat.

"So...." Wilford starts, "what the fuck was that, upstairs?!" He asks strictly. Mark sighs and glares at him, "how did you even get in?! I locked all the doors yesterday" Mark asks frustrated. "Oh, sir! I'm flattered by the amazement you're having about my skills, but you cannot change the subject that easily!" I rest my head on my palm, and watch the two talk, but I decide to get involved, since I already am, "since when are we together actually?" I ask. Wilford's head slowly turns my way. Almost painfully slow. A grin appears on his lips,

"Since you fell in love with me....