Pairing: Mark Lee (NCT) x fem!readerGenre: SmutContains: Dirty talk, marking, making out, kissi

Pairing: Mark Lee (NCT) x fem!readerGenre: SmutContains: Dirty talk, marking, making out, kissing, hand job, cunnilingus, hair pulling, coming untouchedWord count: 2391A/N:  The Dancing With Fire trilogy: Part 1, Part 2___Getting your well-deserved rest after a long day didn’t seem to be an option for you today, as you heard someone rather aggressively knocking on your door. Quite a few times more than it was necessary at 11PM, in  your opinion.“What on earth?” you snapped, opening the door with full intend to scold the person responsible for disturbing your peaceful evening.To be frank, you could’ve expected literally anyone but Mark Lee.“Hi,” he choked out, breathing heavily as if he had just finished a marathon.Clearly chilled to the bone, to crown it all. Your irritation melted into a resignation, as you sighed heavily before quickly ushering him inside your apartment. For some reason, his hair seemed to be damp, which caused your irritation to make an appearance once again.“I always thought that you’re on the smarter side, honey, but it seems that in reality you’re a complete idiot,” you scoffed, already searching for a blanket to help him warm up a little.Visibly flabbergasted, Mark couldn’t utter a single word, his recent confidence gone the very moment your powerful persona entered the picture. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, and he had to admit that you weren’t wrong in the slightest – he looked like a fucking mess.“Thanks,” he managed to say, rolling his eyes as if offended by your comment.His words, however, didn’t match his overall bashful behaviour. Deep down, Mark knew that the scolding you were giving him was a well-deserved one.“You must have been in a hurry. You didn’t even notice that it’s freezing outside, did you?”Mark looked away, clearly ashamed: he did notice that it was cold, yes, but he didn’t give a single fuck about it – he needed to see you. With another sigh, you handled him the blanket, and sat on the couch, trying to busy yourself with something. In the end, you reached towards the coffee table for a cup of tea you had made for yourself before he appeared on your doorstep, and took a sip of the still warm liquid.“I had to see you,” he said after a moment of silence, his voice shaking a little.You didn’t even realize how close he had got to you, but he now stood in front of you, towering over you.“I can’t take it any more.”“Take what?” you asked, looking up at him with a raised brow.It took a lot from you to pretend that you didn’t notice his choice of words. In reality, the memory of his hungry expression mere seconds before he had kissed you broke the surface of your mind almost immediately, causing your pulse to speed up slightly. Suddenly you remembered everything about that moment as if it was barely yesterday that the situation had taken place.“I–I can’t stop thinking about you, about your, well, your touch. You’re appearing even in my dreams,” Mark said, practically stumbling over his words, his fingers nervously playing with the hem of the blanket.You calmly placed your cup back on the table, making sure that it wouldn’t get in your way in the near future.“And what exactly am I doing in them?” you asked, tilting your head to the side with a smile.He was standing just a touch away from you.“Do I touch you?”“Yes,” Mark breathed out quietly, his darkened expression telling you everything you needed to know about those dreams.That fact, however, didn’t mean that you’d let such a perfect occasion slip away.“Where?” you hummed, tugging on the blanket strongly enough for it to drop onto the floor.“It always starts from the moment I’m sitting on your lap,” he answered in a hoarse voice, his eyes glued to your lips hungrily.A surprised gasp left his lips as you grabbed him by the waist, and drew him towards you – exactly onto your lap. Due to his dumbfoundedness it wasn’t the most graceful move you had ever pulled on someone, but Mark adapted quickly, setting on your lap comfortably just like the last time.“Like that?” you murmured, your hands slowly caressing his clothed thighs.“Yeah, but in my dreams, you also undress me.”You raised a brow, clearly amused by his shameless behaviour, but you’d lie if you said that you didn’t like it. Staring right into his eyes, you grabbed the hem of his, or rather yours, hoodie and started to slowly lift it up. You found that incredibly sexy that not only he was wearing your clothes, but you were also the one who was about to take them off of him.“It’s starting rather nicely, doesn’t it,” you mused, swiftly pulling the thick fabric over his head.Mark nodded with a small smile, the flush on his cheeks deepening in shade as you shamelessly stared at his nicely muscled arms and chest, noting the prominent collarbones, and unblemished skin that practically begged to be marked once again.“Aren’t you gorgeous,” you sighed, your hands moving up and down his sides a few times before they started to wander over his shoulders and biceps.It occurred to you that all this time you had seen him as just a boy: Mark had a great personality, really, but he was acting like an insecure boy that wanted to please everyone no matter what, which didn’t sit well with you. Now, however, on your lap was sitting a man, not a boy. A man who, even thought visibly flustered, was confident and determined, a little selfish even, a man who was not afraid to go for something he wanted. You weren’t going to lie – you liked that development quite a lot.“Look who’s talking,” he answered smoothly, taking one of your hands into his bigger one and placing it on his chest.“You’re literally making my heart race.”His rapid heartbeat took you by surprise, but it felt strangely pleasing to know how his body reacts to you. As you were thinking about it, a sinful thought suddenly appeared in your mind.“Seems like your heart’s pumping a lot of blood right now,” you said lazily, a mischievous tone in your voice.It took him a moment to get what you were referring to, but when he finally did, he hung his head low, clearly flustered by the implication. After all, his sweats did nothing to hide the already prominent bulge, so you were obviously teasing him.“Well, it’s not like you’re wrong,” he managed to say in an incredibly embarrassed voice.If asked, Mark wouldn’t be able to explain why exactly he was reacting like that, but he suspected it was because of you: the way you spoke, the way you were touching him, the way you were looking at him. He often pondered over such turn of events in the seclusion of his bedroom, but it didn’t really occur to him how much of an impact your mere presence would have on him if his fantasies became reality. “As much as I want to see you naked, there’s something I need to do first,” you said with a smile that made a shiver of excitement run down his spine.When your lips landed on the skin just beneath his jaw, Mark instinctively threw his head back. One of your arms circled his waist, as the other slipped between your bodies to massage his stiffened cock. Your fingers cupped him through the fabric of his sweats, careful not to hurt him as you started to move your hand along his clothed shaft.“Fuck, oh, fuck,” Mark moaned, feeling your lips moving down his neck, undoubtedly leaving more or less visible marks behind.The way he choked out your name when the tip of your tongue traced the shape of his Adam’s apple made your core clench deliciously. Those soft noises he was making, his cock getting harder by the second under your ministrations, his soft skin that tasted so sweetly on your lips – your body was on fire, and it was all because of him. Mark Lee was driving you crazy.“Good god, the sounds you’re making make me even more aroused,” you sighed, peppering his collarbones with open-mouthed kisses.Mark let out a quiet chuckle, hearing your words.“Well, that’s because you’re making me feel so damn good, and I can’t control myself around you,” he said, throwing his arms around your neck, his lips connecting with yours mere seconds later.The kiss wasn’t a gentle one, no, it was hungry, aggressive even, full of desire that both of you tried to contain for the past few months. When you bit on his lower lip, he instinctively opened his mouth, giving you the chance to slip your tongue inside. When you were planning a peaceful evening for yourself a few hours ago, you certainly wouldn’t have guessed that you’ll end up with a half-naked man squirming on your lap.“Honestly, you have no idea what you’re doing to me,” you chuckled, sucking on his lower lip to earn a sweet moan from him.“We’re literally just making out, and my pussy’s so fucking wet right now, Jesus.”“Should I lick it clean then?” he panted out with a smile, placing a sweet peck on your cheek.His offer took you by surprise, and for a moment you simply couldn’t utter a single word – did he just ask to eat you out, or was it your wishful thinking?“Oh god, please, forget that I said that,” he mumbled quickly, clearly misinterpreting your momentary silence.“No,” you shook your head firmly, your voice hoarse to the point where you could barely recognize it.One of your hands possessively caressed his hipbone through the fabric of his sweats, the other rubbed his thigh in a similar manner. You could feel the shiver that ran through his body, the way his breath speed up slightly when he heard the tone of your voice – he was so deliciously responsive.“If you think that I’d pass on such an occasion, you’re wrong, Mark.”“Am I?” he asked, dumbfounded for some reason.“Surely. I can’t wait to see that handsome face all shiny from my cum, you see.”Mark swallowed thickly at your answer.“Now, you’re going to stand up, my love, and kneel in front of me,” you commanded with a soft smile playing on your lips.There was no doubt that Mark Lee changed a lot during the last few years, but his need to please those he cherished remained all the same. The way he followed your orders, oh, so naturally, made your head spin – it was absolutely delightful.“Damn, you look so good on your knees, did you know that?” you chuckled, standing up unhurriedly.You slid down your sweats along with the underwear in one swift motion, and kicked it somewhere to the side. Your fingers quickly found their way into his thick locks: caressing his hair gently at first, only to grab a handful of it and tug harshly a moment later.“Fuck, harder, please,” he groaned, his mouth slightly ajar, eyes half-closed in pleasure.“Cute,” you commented, his behaviour making you feel even more impatient than you already were.He’s looking up at you when his tongue slowly parted your folds, skilfully licking and sucking on them for some time before he started to tease your entrance.“Don’t tease me,” you murmured in a cautionary tone, your hips bucking into his face instinctively.Mark let out a soft moan when you rubbed your pussy against his lips and nose, the tip of his tongue finally slipping inside you. His hands massaged your thighs, moving to squeeze your butt from time to time, as he licked your pussy like a starved man.“I like your taste,” he groaned, the low sound resonating in your body.“And I like it when you taste me,” you hummed, soft whines escaping your lips here and there as he started to place open-mouthed kisses all over your lower lips.Maybe that’s why you moaned loudly out of sheer surprise when he sucked strongly on your clit. Thankfully, it was already swollen enough for the stimulation to feel good, but you simply didn’t expect that move from him. You weren’t going to complain, though.“Honestly, I, fuck, I can’t tell if I’m getting close already because you’re so, so fucking talented with your tongue, or I was long gone, ummm, even before you offered to eat me out,” you panted out with a quiet chuckle, at this point just instinctively rubbing your crotch against his face, especially against the tips of his nose.“Why not both,” Mark answered in a smug tone of voice, his hands firmly holding the back of your thighs as he happily lapped on your labia.Your legs started to shake not too long after, the tiredness you felt a couple of hours before finally catching on with your body. You could feel the orgasm approaching: it was coming closer and closer, the tension in your body increasing slowly but surely.“Fuck,” you sighed softly, your eyes rolling back from the pleasure.Your skin felt too tight, too hot, but at the same time you felt completely boneless as your legs were close to giving up underneath you. His hands rubbed the skin of your thighs tenderly, making you feel strangely calm: you were glad for his unspoken support, knowing that he won’t move away until you’re ready.“That was one fucking orgasm,” you finally said, your fingers raking through his tangled locks.“I can tell,” he answered, looking up at you to show off his cum-covered face.“Give me a moment, and I’m gonna thank you for it.”“No need for that,” Mark murmured, bashfully looking away.Taking a better look at his crotch, you noticed a dark stain on the fabric.“At this rate, I’m going to be ready for another round in a matter of minutes,” you laughed out loud, bending forward to press a kiss to his sticky lips.“If you cum like that just from playing with my pussy a little, then I’m curious what would happen if I took interest directly in your cock.”Mark swallowed, hearing the mischievous note in your voice – he was in for a long ass ride. Not that he complained, of course.Copyright © 2020-2022 by byzantiumshades. 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