•Please Hold On• Markson

Event 5

"Oh God, don't be so dirty Mark! You're the one teaching me therefore you have all the knowledge. Who knew you were such a pervert!" Jackson teased.

"I am no-" Mark said while stomping his foot.

"Sshhh." Jackson silenced his index finger on Marks pink lips.

Mark swatted his finger away. "I am not in tutoring you to receive mono!"

"You won't get mono from my finger Mark." Jackson said laughing.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you take Sex-Ed?" Asked Jackson.

"No, I go take calculus instead of S-se- instead of that class!"  Mark explained.

"You really are innocent." Jackson said tilting Marks chin in his hand. Mark can curse yet he can't say the word sex. He's a mystery. Thought Jackson.

"Th-that's not the point! How do you get it?" Mark said seeking for an answer.

"You really wanna know huh?" Jackson said prolonging the conversation making Mark even more curious.

"Never mind I'll just look it up." Mark huffed.

"No, that won't be necessary. I'll show you." Jackson said.

(Warning: terrible kiss scene ahead)

He leaned into Mark's face.
Sliding his hold on Mark's chin to Mark's neck and wrapping his other hand around the American boy's slim waist. Jackson kissed Mark roughly his lips moving hungrily against Mark's non-responding lips. Jackson nipping Mark's lips looking for a reaction and was rewarded when he tried it a second time Hard biting into Mark's soft lips reviving a hiss.

Bewildered my the action Mark just let Jackson continue to kiss him. Coming back to his senses Mark finally getting the strength to push Jackson away.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

Jackson didn't seem to be shaken. He pulled Mark into his previous hold this time their body's pressed firmly against each other. Mark's back arched against the marble  rail of the stair case. Jackson's body dominating his. Jackson plunged his tongue into Mark's mouth. Mark couldn't help but moan as Jackson's tongue massaged his.

Driven by the silent moan Jackson continued deepening the kiss. Rubbing circles on Mark's waist while slightly dry humping him.

Mark's lips sore from the kiss as they slowly responded to Jackson lips against Mark's will. The Chinese boy traced soft kisses down Mark's throat. Jackson's hands firmly on the boy's waist Marks arms hanging on Jackson's shoulders.

Mark released numerous moans. Jackson's kisses attacked even more viscously as Mark's neck tilted to give Jackson more accessibility. Jackson soon started biting his neck leaving several fresh hickeys. Mark released a loud moan as Jackson's teeth sunk into a vain.

"Jackson st-stop, it- it hurts."
Mark panted trying to sound as firm as possible.

"Your body seems to disagree." Jackson whispered into the boy's neck.

"Can we just hurry up and get this over with." Mark said his voice still airy and his pants becoming shorter.

"Okay baby."

"Do-don't call me that!"

"Okay then my princess let's go." Jackson said already flying down the stairs.

Mark just stood there still shocked. How could Jackson just kiss hi- no, make out with him then act so casually!

Jackson climbed back up the stairs to help Mark. Seeing that the boy was not moving.

"If you wanted to be carried you could've just asked." Jackson teased.

"What?" Mark asked snapping out of his trance.

Jackson pulled him up carrying him bridal style down the elegant stairs.

"Jackson where's the bathroom?" Mark said looking up their eyes meeting.

"Up the stairs to the left." Jackson replied setting him down.

"I am not climbing up those stairs again."

"I'm kidding God! We have an elevator."

So this whole crisis could have been avoided if we had just taken the elevator! Mark thought. No this whole crisis would have been avoided if you had just not asked about mono. Said the other half of Mark.

Grabbing his bag Mark jogged towards the elevator. He looked up as the elevator doors were closing catching Jackson's smug face as he sent him a smirk, Mark replying with a glare.

Mark's POV.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Oh god. My neck's covered with marks, my lips swollen and puffy, and my hair messy. What will my parents think!

I dug through my backpack looking for the makeup Jinyoung left at my house.

I first fixed my hair. Then I took the concealer and applied dots on the the hickeys then rubbing it. Good thing they weren't too obvious. I took the time to wash my face. Applying the lip balm on I try to figure out a way to make my lips seem less swollen. I hunt through the make supplies finding subtle lipstick. And applying it.

Why does Jinyoung carry all this stuff to school! How does he even find time to apply it!

I looked at myself in the mirror happy that they weren't no longer visible.

I stopped admiring myself and came to a realization. Oh my god! That fucker stole my first kiss! I swear when I get down there he's getting bitch slapped. No... I have an even better idea.

What did I just write. This was supposed to be a non-steamy chapter legit I was going to save their first kiss for like the 5th day that Mark tutored Jackson.

Anyways I updated in honour of BTS Festa and with this story I'll try to update every time BTS gets me shook during the Festa.