Behind closed doors, there was only 2 of you and no one else. It was the first time Mark was alone with you, in your home. After finding out that he had the hots for you, you only realised right then, that the feeling was mutual. After hastily sending JR off, you brazenly pulled Mark into your home, and to his surprise, locked him in for the night....



Back against the door, his heart was pounding furiously and his chilly face had now grown pink with radiating heat. “Mandy...” he breathed your name heavily, “....are you sure about this?” his hands had found their way around your waist as you leant closer, feeling his toned abs against your belly.
You felt both his arms circle your back slowly, warmth spreading under your coat. You rested your elbows on his shoulder, looking at the face you always knew. The face you saw all day long but never at such proximity.
“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that? You’re the one who said 10 minutes ago that you didn’t wanna let me go, right?” He was about half a head taller but because of how he was leaning back, you could see him at almost eye level.He let out a smile of content and coyness, “had I known all these while that you felt this way, I wouldn’t have wasted so many days stupidly like a fool..... I’m sorry I took this long baby.” At this, he pulled you into him, arms wrapped around your soft body, taking in your full scent, enjoying how warm and comfortable it was to have you by his side.
The Mark you knew was always a tender and gentle guy, but usually unpredictable. Right when you thought he was finally going to kiss you and try to get all touchy and intimate, he said, “C’mon! you must be hungry let’s go get dinner.”
Inside you were like, WTH????? But the moment was just too sweet and all that you heard yourself say was “Ookiee~”.
Without even venturing further than the doormat, he held your hand, and led you back out of the house, to the car.
As he drove, he was all smiles, taking peeks at you every 5 seconds.
“Stop it Mark.. you’re making me self conscious...” and turned to look out of the window.
“Ok sure. I promise I’ll stare at you even more later.” he teased.
Just when you were expecting to get out and have a hearty dinner like what he suggested, he went into a drive through and made a takeaway order of Japanese food.
“Gosh, you’re really one of a kind huh.” you muttered in amazement and wondered what could be going on in his busy head that must have kept him from talking. You could imagine that if it were Jackson, he would have said about a week’s worth of explanation by now about what he was gonna have, and how good it was, and where he was going later today, tomorrow and maybe the day after. But with Mark, there was certainly no telling at what was gonna happen the next moment.
While waiting for the order, he reached for your hand and held it in his.
“Promise me.” he said.
“I’ll think about it.” you replied.
“But You don’t even know what I’m gonna say.” he laughed at your sense of humour.
“Yeah! precisely!” you chimed.
“Promise me.” he took your hand and placed it over his heart. “You’ll keep my heart safe with you.”
“OMG Mark HAHAHAHAHAHA where on earth do such lines come from???” you literally cringed at the cheesiness of it, but you actually like it, alot.
He said nothing but simply kept his eyes fixed on you.
You nodded, in silent consent, knowing that it meant in a gentlemanly way, your agreement to become an item with him.
“But Mark,” you asked, “why are we having Japanese take out? I thought you preferred a hearty meal after a long day.”
He shook his head in disbelief as if it were a ridiculous question, “did you seriously think I’d want to waste the precious time dining with the neighbourhood at this peak dinner hour?”
You tried to understand what he meant for a few seconds, as he collected the food and put them away behind.
Little did you know, he was dying inside to hold you and wanted to fly back to the comfort and privacy of your home in a heartbeat if he could, but he had already thought way in advance, at the moment he knew that he was spending the night at your place.
“Let me swing by my place to pick up some stuff, it won’t take long, kay?” his every move only made you puzzled and curious, so you just had to know.
“What stuff do you need?” you had temporarily forgot that you asked him to stay the night, being thrown off track when he talked about dinner right at the anti-climaxing moment.
He simply shook his head and smiled, not saying a thing. But you were quite used to it anyway in fact you preferred guys who had lesser to say and more to do.
He disappeared in the house while you waited, and he came out almost immediately with a set of his work clothes.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-ha how stupid and forgetful of you to overlook that he would need a change of clothes if he was staying over, with work the next day.
“Okay, we’re done!” he started strapping on his seat belt to drive back to your place.
“Wait Mark. You know what? Why don’t I just stay here instead?” it was a good suggestion that made everything more practical, since he needn’t bring anything with him, and Mark’s home wasn’t any different from yours since you were the last one to use and stock up his necessities (even with yours) when you had accidentally stayed the night while he was sick.
“Wow.. that’s.......hmmmm........ yea why didn’t I think of that? Gosh. You’re so smart it’s freaking me out!” He couldn’t believe that he overlooked such a simple option, not that he couldn’t wait to get you in bed with him but that it would put him in a better position to protect you, from a man’s POV, since you were home alone and living quite far out.
As you headed in, nothing changed since a week ago when you had dropped by. Innocently, you started unpacking the food, checking out the goodies that came with it.
Suddenly your feet were lifted off the ground.
“WOaaAAAAhhhhhh!!!!” you screamed in shock, finding yourself swung in the air and propped over his shoulder like a doll. You grabbed on to his shirt for dear life, seeing the world upside down. “MmmmmmmmMAAAAARRRRRKKKKKkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” your voice could be heard all echoed in the living room as he swung you down onto a bed of fluffy cushions.
“Oh? What’s this?” you realised it was a super large fluffy cushion that was the size of a waddling pool and incredibly soft and comfortable.
“Fun isn’t it? I just got it yesterday and you’re the first person to try it.” Proudly like a bed salesman he stood over you, wanting to start telling you about how cool it was.
He started circling the large couch-like space pointing at this and that, but you were just timing your feet to trip him when he would come near.
“It’s filled with silicon and duck feathers and -- WOOAHHH!!!” in an instant, you tripped him right at the foot and made him land face down onto his wonder cushion beside you. The sight instantly made you break out the most uncontrollable laughing fit ever.
“OKAY! So you wanna play dirty huh....” in between laughs and gasps, you saw his scheming face as he sat up again.
Before you knew it, he was hovered over you, in a push up position, with you right underneath him.
“Ok, ok, i’m sorry sir, I shouldn’t have.. done that...” you giggled and tried to stifle the laugh.
He cocked his head to the side, and smiled “no....too bad, it’s too late... “ as he held his position over you, he was the most beautiful face you had seen. More dashing than any idol singer/ movie actor watever and all you could see were his large brown eyes, a perfect nose, a cute mole above his smiling lips, and a flawless face with a grown man’s stubble at the end of the day.
He inched lower and lower, letting his elbows take his weight, as he swooped his arms under your body, cradling the back of your neck. The lights dimmed as his face came nearer and nearer, his lips gently looking for yours as he lowered his eyes and tilted his head slowly to fit into yours.

It was the most woozy feeling that came in a rush over you, sending tingles all the way down your spine to your feet and back. The feeling was like you travelled round the universe at lightspeed and back. It was just insane as his soft candy lips became one with yours, you never experienced a kiss like this, that was electrifying and literally took your breath away. One kiss was all it took to make you weak and dizzy.

Tracing your face with his delicate fingertips, his warm breath was sweet just like how you imagined him to be. Almost floral. It was surreal that your colleague, your friend, the one you were just making presentations with a few hours ago, was now lying atop of you, kissing the life out of you.

Things started to get a little rushed, as he suddenly picked up speed, his breathing pace quickening, and the kiss getting deeper and deeper. You heard his moans of satisfaction as you matched his pace and let out the pent up tensions you were holding in, responding with softer nasal sounds.

“Gosh you’re an angel face with a devil’s body and those sounds you make drive me mad, Mandy, why did I take so long?” He stroked your face with his fingers, whispering as he took another look at you before delving into a passionate lip lock. At this point, you could safely say you were already turned on and feeling the release of sensual tension as every muscle in your body relaxed and tensed with Mark’s lead.Travelling down, his hand briefly brushed over your body and he felt the fullness of your hips and a toned butt (from those killer heels). He fell in love with every inch of your body but he didn’t want to go so far because you were more important to him as a person than his sexual urges.
Wondering why the abrupt stop, you sat up to check him out to see if he was ok. His face flushed, and a trickle of sweat rolled down his vein-popped neck. His chest was breathing heavily, rising and falling as if he just ran a marathon. You saw that his shirt was still tightly buttoned, his tie loosened. Beneath his sleek cut pants, the undeniable spot where his torture was all happening, was an obvious sight.
“Did you like it....... or ..... do you prefer ......something else.......” the seduction in his husky low voice was undeniably strong and it didn’t help when he gave you the lip bite.
You blushed and the thought and the butterflies in your stomach leaped for no reason as you blinked a few times finding no words to say. There was no way you were going to sound overly eager, after all you did your part by staying in his house instead, and that was about the furthest you’d put your pride at.
He gave you a peck on the nose and sat up instantly, “I’m talking about the Sushi, stupid, come’on it’s dinner time.” He stood up and pulled you up with him, dragging you back to the kitchen like a hungry kid looking for ice cream.

Gosh.
Welcome to the Mark roller coaster ride.

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