Mark’s long black hair was a disheveled mess that reminded him a bit of a puppy who hadn’t had its hair combed at the salon yet. He had a sharp jaw and big soft cheeks that looked a lot like a squirrel. His deep dark eyes followed him as he stared at his body from top to bottom. His lean, muscular legs rested gently on the floor, his athletic shorts were bunched up pretty high from moving around on the floor with High. High’s eyes ate it all in slowly eating him up begging him to give in and take a sweet bite out of Mark.
“We really should shower,” he said. “We are both dirty.”
“Kiss me.” Mark said, ignoring his statements.
High stared into his puppy eyes. His eyebrows furled, ‘I don’t think this puppy is listening to me at all.’
He sighed. “I… Don’t think I can. I don’t think it would be a good idea… I think you will regret thi…”
Mark pulled his chin forward and planted a slow, soft, unsure kiss onto High’s lips shutting him up. A soft meep like squeal pulled from Mark’s throat as he drew in a sharp intake of breath startling High. High stopped the kiss, he hadn’t even initiated and pulled away from Mark staring at him. Mark’s chest heaved into Highs hard with each breath.
“It was like being electrocuted!” Mark exclaimed his eyes flashing excitedly and his face lit up with a smile.
High’s heart stopped ‘That smile was deadly.’
Mark, unaware of the effect he had on High, grabbed High and pulled him back down kissing him more deeply. His soft lips parted and his tongue flicked unsure into High’s mouth. High’s nerves were on fire. He couldn’t handle it anymore. He put both his legs on either side of Mark, bent his head down, licked Mark’s top lip and bit down into his bottom lip and pulled on it. Their tongues flicked taking turns tasting each other softly and then more vigorous as they both became more excited the kiss deepened until they pulled apart breathing heavily out of air.
Mark stared up at High sheepishly. High reached down and pulled off Marks shirt again, but this time when he slid his hands underneath and started to pull it up. Mark stopped him. Now that the heat had been taken off, and simmered down Mark paused as if thinking of things, like the next step would be too much.
“I think maybe I should go…” Mark said softly trembling suddenly.
“Why?” High looked confused, but backed away just a little giving Mark a bit of breathing space.
‘They had both been enjoying it, he could feel it. So why?’
‘What had changed? He had started none of it, had he still done something wrong?”
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Mark trembled underneath Highs legs even though he wasn’t even really sitting on him. Tears welled up in his eyes. “I really want you to keep touching me. I want you to touch me a lot more. I don’t want to be alone when I can touch you…. But…” Tears spilled down his cheeks.
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“I have, I have a large birthmark…. I was born with it… I don’t want to make you disgusted like the doctors or the other people who see it and get repulsed.” He cried out and looked away from High and at the ground, ashamed tears continued to spill down his cheeks.
High’s eyes softened from worry to an understanding as he stared down at Mark’s cute innocent face, that pouted prettily under the tears, his long moist eyelashes blinking each fat drop out delicately..
“We all have something we are insecure about, something that makes us different. I promise I won’t be disgusted.”
“I promise.”
“If you will show me… May I see?”
Mark nodded slowly, and High smiled before his hands slid back up Mark’s body and removed the shirt again.
Mark sucked in his bottom lip and stared at High worried, waiting for his reaction. This time he let High pull his shirt, but at the last second when the birthmark was about to show he turned away scared of his reaction and closed his eyes.
The shirt released from around Mark’s amazingly slender and toned chest muscles.
High looked down at him and smiled cheekily.
“You thought I would be disappointed by this?” High asked.
Peaking out on his left hip, and traveling all the way up his left side to the top of the left shoulder and the base of his neck and clavicle was a large soft reddish, brown mark. He reached out slowly and touched the outline gently.
Mark sniffed, his eyes fluttered up at him in amazement to stare at High.
High looked at it and scampered his fingers in little swirls all across the skin, watching as Mark closed his eyes for a second to relish in the touch. High smirked before pushing him softly to the side so he could see it better.
Mark rolled over slowly, still sniffling, but none of the earlier fear and loathing running across his face. Instead, there was this pure enjoyment and the more High played the more Mark tried to turn and watch High despite their new found position on his belly underneath him.
“High, is it… As It’s bad isn’t it… P?” His voice wavered and High felt a pang in his heart hearing the worried desire for approval but fearing the backlash.
“The one on your back is the largest, it travels all around your body and up to the neck, but there are cute little ones here. Here and here.” High said, poking the one on the back of Mark’s left arm upper bicep, the one at the very base of his neck off to the side where the large one ended. And then hesitating only a moment before he poked the smallest one that peaked just above Mark’s underwear above his right butt cheek.
“Yes, it’s bad.” High agreed.
Mark turned around to look at him startled.
“These marks are so pretty, I am not sure I can keep my hands away if you asked me to now.” He elaborated.
Mark blinked stupidly. “You mean you don’t want to cringe with disgust? Or ask me if you can catch them?”
High looked down, the reddish brown spot covered up half of his back from shoulder to hip. The edges were almost like a watercolor pattern that branched toward the right side, but stopped before they reached it, the edge was so pretty. He liked to follow it with his eyes from the top all the way down to the part that slipped lower into his pants. High looked back up into Mark’s eyes.
“I don’t think you know how cute you really are Mark.” His fingers instinctively traced the outline of the sizable mark softly and slowly from his shoulder all the way down the side to his back, where his fingertip hit the edge of the shorts Mark was wearing his dark pink boxer shorts peeking out from the top of it. He frowned a little.
High grabbed onto Marks shorts and pushed them down curiously following the mark all the way down, revealing the top of his round bouncy bum cheeks and the final little pattern that went even further.
“I have to remove these if I want to see all of it? Don’t I?” High asked softly. Mark turned over and nodded slowly.
High smirked before dragging them down his legs fighting the wet shorts all the way down along with his underwear without a second invitation. Mark sighed, leaning back on his arms as the sticky clothing pulled free, but High grunted a little from the effort and looked up to see Mark swallow hard at the sound.
High scoffed happily under his breath before trailing the last of the mark all the way down right as it ended at the top of his left butt cheek. High smiled, satisfied to be staring at it all.
“It’s beautiful, you’re beautiful.” He said softly.
Mark looked up at him, his shivering stopped, he blushed hard and his eyes filled with surprise, happiness and then hunger.
He could tell Mark wanted more of it, more compliments, more looking, but most of all more touching.
“You want me not to stop right?” High asked.
“Lots more touching in many ways.” Mark agreed.
He reached up and kissed High again. Then broke the kiss off as if he were shy and turned back over laying down on his stomach on the ground completely naked, he buried his face in his arms. High smirked at how shy Mark was being but still pinched the bum in front of him. He was fully hard and if he continued to sit this way; it was going to be poking some wheres close by pretty soon.
‘And God did he want to!’ He cleared his throat and lifted his body up more so Mark wouldn’t feel his hard-on.
Mark turned over and High almost dropped down in shock. Mark’s member was standing up straight and he wasn’t even trying to hide it. High gulped. Mark looked down at High’s then at his own and smiled the sweetest most mischievous smile ever.
“Let’s go shower okay. It’s late and I think we should get clean and then go to bed.” High said using every bit of self-control he had as he stared into Mark’s eyes refusing to look down at the bouncing temptation before him.
Unable to resist, High peeked down only to have his heart skip out of his chest as he was met with a hunger that reflected out of his own eyes and into Mark’s.
‘Oh, god, just what have I gotten myself into?’
Honestly, these side cp chapters aren’t bad but it’s really distracting and confusing me to the point where I’m just scanning on these without reading them properly like what the hell happened to the main cp??? I would have loved to first focus on the main cp then on the side cp.
Thanks for the feedback. I will pop back to the main couple, and feel free to skip the side couple if it isn’t something you would like to read. There are minor details revealed in small ways, but nothing that will affect the plot so much that you will miss it. Just hints at the future some people may or may not pick up on if they read the Mara Fate chapters.