voices-in-the-dark:
emptynarration:
Markus was squirming and blushing deeply at all the kisses, feeling himself being covered by Dark’s kisses and marks of flowers. They always faded after a few hours though, unless he was pregnant.
“I love you too.. I love you so so much.. Dark.. my love..”, Markus mumbled, moving his hands through Dark’s hair, gently tugging to get him up to him again, wanting to kiss him properly again.
Dark obliged happily, giving Markus tons of kisses as he kept up the sweet pace. He never faltered, still rolling his hips and seeking out that sweet spot that would make him melt.
“Your lips are sweet… You taste so good, smell so good for me…” He whispered, panting softly and kissing him yet again.
Markus was very happy getting to kiss Dark again, being pretty much breathless after they parted again, holding onto him, liking to have his hands in his hair.
He cried out softly as he felt Dark slide along his sweet spot, clenching around him. “T-there- there Dark please-”, he gasped, moaning into the kiss. He felt so good and full, and it was so nice to take it slow and gentle, enjoy this fully.