Another five minutes passed. In those five minutes, they merely made out.
Jack had pushed Mark down and continued kisses on his neck instead, Mark keeping his hands placed on Jack's bottom. He didn't know why, but Mark must've liked it.
He tilted his head to the side, making sure not to be too loud.
Jack's father was in his own bedroom. Literally a door away.
Once Jack felt like he was done, he rose up to come face to face with Mark.
Both boys giddily smiled.
They stayed that way for another whole minute, foreheads pressed together and eyes locked. Excluding the mixing of their breath as they lightly panted.
Mark was the one to break the silence. "Jack?"
"Hmm?"
"Make me a promise."
"What's that?"
"Promise me you won't tell anyone about this. I shouldn't be showing any PDA..."
Jack frowned. Was Mark embarrassed of him, to the point he didn't want to be known dating him?
"I promise. Can we kiss again?"