Jack crumpled the note in his hand, then let it fall to the floor. Mark turned the spike dragon dildo over in front of them, whispering warmly against his ear. "Did he touch you, Jack?" Jack tried to avoid the question by moving back to the bed, but Mark's arms tightened around his shoulders to hold him back against his chest. Jack took a short shaky breath, refusing to look him in the eyes. Mark's lips traveled over the top of his shoulder, then up his neck. The sensation gave Jack goosebumps. He could feel Mark's warm breath puff along his throat and feel how soft Mark's lips were. Mark's lips ventured to his ear, tendering suckling on his pierced earlobe, until Jack shivered. The sensation was felt to the tips of Jack's toes. Mark inhaled close to the nape of his neck, asking in a slightly muffled voice. "Jack, answer me. What did he do to you?" Jack hesitated to answer. He didn't want to upset Mark, but hiding the truth from him felt wrong. 

Jack kept his eyes on the bed as he honestly told him in a small voice. "He didn't sleep with me. He just... liked watching." A small chuckle left Mark as he mumbled out across Jack's shoulder playfully. "And listening apparently. You never sing for me..." Jack blushed a little, mumbling back over his shoulder. "Don't you think I talk too much as it is?" Mark smiled, giving his cheek a quick kiss, before whispering out. "Never." Jack looked back to the bed, while Mark stepped back from him to say reluctantly. "It does make me... jealous. Thinking about what you two might have done together..." Jack turned to face Mark, telling him honestly. "I told you. He just liked watching me do all the work." Mark's eyebrow raised and Jack regretted his phrasing. Lowering his gaze to the floor, Jack mumbled out guiltily. "I'm not saying that you do all the work... I just meant that he-" Mark's hand slipped over his mouth to cut him off and pushed him back against the wall.

Jack kept his eyes on Mark's, watching him step closer with a look that screamed Darkiplier. Mark lowered his hand from Jack's mouth, letting his hand trail slow and erotically down his neck and chest. As his hand grazed down Jack's stomach, Mark curiously asked him in a deep suggestive tone. "So... You think I do all the work?" Mark's eyes had followed his own hand down Jack's body until the last word, when they suddenly shot up to meet his. Jack shuffled his feet, nervously uttering out under his breath. "I didn't say that. You twisted what I said." Mark tilted his head, his eyes turning darker with suspicion. Jack bit his lower lip, watching Mark raise a hand to gesture with his finger for him to turn around. Slowly, Jack turned around to face the grey wall, instinctively putting his hands up to brace himself. He wasn't confident that he knew what Mark was going to do... but he could guess. Mark lightly clawed a hand down from Jack's shoulder to his lower back. The action made Jack's body quiver. It felt really good.

Jack pressed his forehead to the cold wall, hoping Mark would do that again. Staring at the ground, Jack watched Mark's foot move between his legs and tap his feet in a hint to spread them apart. Jack widened his stance, feeling Mark's hand slide over his hip to rest just under his belly button. Jack gasped a little in response. He had thought Mark's hand would move just a few inches lower. If it did, there would be no hiding his growing desire. Mark lightly sank his teeth into Jack's shoulder, causing Jack's fingers to claw at the wall. Chills were raising through his body and his mind couldn't decide what to focus on. Should he focus on Mark's hand? Mark's fingers were skimming through the hair along his happy trail. Teasing him into believing that any minute his hand would slip lower and curl around his hardening shaft. Or should he focus on the way Mark was biting and sucking parts of his shoulder and neck? Mark's teeth grazed over his flesh like they desired to possess him like a wild predator. A way to hold him in place and force him into a primal submission... Yet, they were holding back. Simply implying that if Mark wanted to, he could take him right here.

Against his neck, Mark find a soft spot and gave him the lightest kiss there. Then as Jack's skin tingled, he'd press his lips in to suck on that same spot. Tasting his flesh like he wanted to savor him like a fine dessert. While at the same time, leaving something to help him remember who it was that got under his skin. That made him linger and endure every kiss and touch until it burned. Jack had no doubt that he'd have to cover all these fucking hickies in make-up before going back home to record. One he could make an excuse for... but six? He'd never hear the end of it from his fans. He was just thankful that the collar was soft enough that it didn't leave marks too. That would be just another thing he'd have to avoid answering. Jack felt Mark shift, watching him dip the dragon dildo in the ice bucket on a table nearby. Jack closed his eyes for a minute to brace himself for a cold insertion. The tip of the dildo teased his lower back, causing droplets of cold icy water to slide down between his ass cheeks.

Jack moaned softly as he felt the cold droplet creep down his asshole. The cold didn't bother him. Mark had sent his skin aflame with desire and it welcomed the cool touch of water. However, his skin was heightened to touch right now and the drizzling water was more intense than he had expected it to be. While sliding the dildo teasingly along the crack of his ass, Mark purred against his shoulder lovingly. "Let's see how you handle being put to work, Jackaboy." Jack glanced over his shoulder with heavily lusted smoky blue eyes. Mark leaned his weight on Jack a little to firmly press him against the wall, telling him provocatively. "Show me just how submissive you can be." Mark pushed Jack's ass cheeks apart and Jack gritted his teeth as he felt the dragon dildo start to push inside. Mark had put it in a lot nicer than Declan had. Inching it in slower and lubing up what he could to make it slide in much smoother. The damn thing took so much lube though that it began to leak down the insides of his thighs.

Mark seemed to like that though. While waiting for Jack to settle and adjust, he'd slip his hand down to smear the lube along the insides of his thighs. Making Jack's thighs shine and slippery to the touch. When the dildo was completely in, Mark backed away. Jack's legs shook and threatened to buckle from the way the rubber spikes tickled his insides. He only managed to take one step back, when the spikes on the tip probed his prostate. Jack's legs buckled and he sank to the floor on all fours. Why did it seem more powerful now? Had Mark put it in differently? Had the lube and water made the difference? Mark chuckled a little watching him as he opened the toy chest. Jack quickly grabbed his cock to squeeze the aching vein that threatening to shoot his sperm. He could barely contain himself. Mark pulled out a few things and Jack whined out to him desperately. "I see why you put the cock rings on first... Mark, please... I need one."

Mark shook his head with a smile, telling him in a distracted tone of voice. "No, baby. You've relied on the ring long enough. You're going to do this all on your own now." Jack groaned in agony, clawing the carpet with his free hand. He could barely handle the dragon before... Now he had to keep himself under control? That was just asking too much! Mark took the toys he removed from the toy chest and laid them out across the bed. Jack didn't want to move, but asked Mark sweetly. "What do you want me to do, Daddy?" Mark climbed up onto the bed, laying himself out behind the row of toys as he told him bluntly. "I want you to climb up here and use any one of these." Mark patted the bed with a smile and Jack sighed. Stiffly raising to his feet, Jack couldn't let go of his cock as he ventured onto the bed. The spikes were teasing him in all the right places. On the bed, Jack curled up into a ball for a minute. He had to calm down and focus.

Mark rubbed his back, telling him comfortingly. "Take your time. Then come sit on my lap again. It will help." Jack didn't see how, but obeyed. Straddling Mark's waist, Jack suppressed a sharp moan. Mark shifted his legs apart a bit to allow Jack to sit without putting pressure on the dragon dildo. While waiting to calm back down, Jack looked over the toys Mark had chosen. Jack recognized them, feeling very nervous. He had never used these toys without a cock ring on. He couldn't imagine using even one of these for very long. Mark stroked Jack's slick lubed thighs, telling him with a warm smile. "Just pick one. I don't expect you to do them all. That would take an entire day of play... and you do need to sleep sometime tonight, Pup." Jack picked up the small stainless steel urethral sound and lubed it up with the heat lube he found. Mark flashed him a grin, relaxing beneath him. Jack took a deep breath, holding his cock firmly and positioning the sound. Carefully inserting the ribbed sound, Jack's legs quivered. The heated lube made him feel ready and relaxed, stealing his breath away.

Mark tenderly tapped his hand, telling him in a low husky voice. "Don't block it so much. I wanna see what you're doing." Jack moved the sound slowly in and slowly out for Mark to see. Precum starting to leak out already and drizzle down to Mark's pelvis. Mark kept a close eye on him even though the sound was so small. It made Jack feel safer. Mark kept his hands away, but he squeezed Jack's thighs every time he'd moan and then would push his legs a bit farther apart. Jack couldn't help it. His legs would always try to close when he was building himself up. Jack had just set into a steady rhythm, when Mark had to go and throw it off. Without realizing what Mark's hand was doing, he let Mark slip his hand under him. Then the dragon turned on. Jack yanked the sound from his penis and dropped forward over Mark on all fours. He couldn't think as his prostate was vibrated into gentle bliss. Jack grabbed his cock, giving it a hard squeeze as the tingling feeling traveled there. Precum was leaking out in thick streams now, causing Jack to bit his lip hard.

Mark chuckled, running his hands along Jack's ribcage as he asked him teasingly. "Whoa, does this mean I have to get one for home?" Jack wanted to say no... but that wasn't the truth. The truth was that he was thinking about getting one. Jack bowed his head into the nape of Mark's neck, moaning as the feelings in his legs left him. Mark took ahold of his hips and guided them back down, holding him there as Jack's body started rocking over him. Jack tried to control himself, but he was loosing and rapidly. His cock was hard and aching to cum. Having to keep his grip to stop himself was insanely difficult to remember and focus on when your body was drowning in pleasure. He could feel Mark's cock hardening under his hand between them and it only made him even more hungry for it. He wanted Mark to touch him, but he was only holding him down. Jack switched from biting his lip to biting his arm. It was strange... he felt like he needed to do something with his mouth.

Mark listened to Jack's moaning growls, produced from him biting his arm and moaned a little himself. Jack was being ridden hard on a 'low' setting. Feeling dastardly, Mark raised a leg to apply a bit of pressure to the dragon vibrator. The result was worth it. A sharp moan left Jack and he shifted to put his warm forehead on Mark's shoulder, panting out in a breaking voice. "Mark... Don't! Oh, fuck! I can't...!" Mark saw Jack loose his grip on his cock and decided to help. Reaching between them, Mark curled his hand around Jack's shaft and tightened his grip enough to keep him from finishing. Jack whined against his collarbone, tilting his head to franticly kiss his neck and plead out. "Daddy... Please! Have mercy!" Mark turned his head to kiss Jack's neck calmly, then licked his ear before whispering into it with a deep growling voice. "Sing for me, Jack and I'll let you go." Jack suckled Mark's ear for a moment, then without resistance started to sing in a strained low voice. Mark could hear him just fine, but tapped his ass just to see if he could turn him up a bit. It worked.

While Jack struggled to sing, Mark kissed Jack's shoulder and lovingly caressed Jack's ribcage with his free hand. Mark liked listening to Jack sing. Not for any sexual reason, but simply because he enjoyed listening to him. Something about his irish accent was calming. Especially, when he managed to get Jack to speak a little Gaelic. He didn't do it often and it usually required A LOT of bribed cookies. When the song finished, Mark started to loosen his grip on Jack's cock. Only to get pleasantly distracted by Jack cupping his cheek and whispering breathlessly across his lips. "Tá grá agam duit." Jack pressed his lips to Mark's tenderly in the most affectionate kiss he had ever shared with him. It was driven with a firey passion and still so sweetly gentle. He was pretty sure he didn't have to ask to know what he'd said... but he wanted to hear him confirm it later.

Jack broke the kiss to pant heavily, burying his head back into the nape of Mark's neck. Mark moved his free hand up from Jack's ribs to his back and up to the back of his neck. Rubbing his fingers just under the back of Jack's collar, Mark loosened his grip on Jack's shaft and slowly started to stroke him. Jack jerked over him, trying to jerk his head up. Mark's hand kept his head down though. Jack moaned longingly into his neck, his legs shifting wider apart again. Jack's cock pulsed in Mark's hand and Mark could tell he was reaching his peek quickly. Smiling, Mark flipped Jack over. Staying close against Jack, Mark grabbed one of Jack's legs and raised it higher up his side. Jack arched back against the mattress crying out in tormented pleasure. Mark knew that raising Jack's leg would cause the dragon vibrator to shift. Jack's hand reached down to take over jerking himself, allowing Mark to slip his hand lower to push the vibrator in just a bit more.

Jack's thigh flexed hard against Mark's side, his toes curling and his free hand reaching up to grip the headboard in a death grip. Mark leaned in to claim Jack's lips, seconds before turning the vibrator up to medium. Jack inhaled sharply through his nose, moaning out into their kiss. Mark even clawed his nails up Jack's thigh, listening to Jack's moans build up. Mark refused to break the kiss until Jack was forced to, due to his orgasm locking up his body. Mark didn't move, letting him ride it out. After Jack's body relaxed back across the bed, Mark switched the vibrator off and slowly removed it. Setting it aside, he sat up and very slowly helped Jack lower his stiff leg back down to the mattress. Mark wiped Jack's cum off their stomachs with a washcloth he'd laid out, then laid back over him. They kissed for a bit longer, until Jack's eyes started to close. Giving Jack's cheek one last kiss, he whispered into his ear lovingly. "I love you too, Jack."

Mark shifted off Jack, cleaning up the bed of the toys. Putting them away in a basket to be cleaned later, Mark spotted the crumpled note. Picking it up, Mark unfolded in and thought about how Jack would soon have to go home again. Tossing the note out, Mark returned to the bed. Crawling in behind Jack, he wrapped his arm around him and asked Jack very softly. "You never did answer my question, Jack..." To Be Continued... 

Translation:  "Tá grá agam duit." = (Gaelic) 'I love you.'