Riley's POV
I miss him. I really do. His death changed me forever. I tried to get a different one to love, but they all get taken away from me. I feel the hot tears rolls down my cheeks as I press the blade against my skin. I cut, holding my breath. I don't deserve this life. I never deserved him. Blood drips onto the floor. The blade cuts through me like butter. I drop it as my tears mix with my blood. I drop and hit the floor, leaning against my bathtub.
I see him sometimes. Wandering around, maybe. Sometimes I'll spot him doing the dishes.
Alas, no one's ever there.
He's dead. He's gone. He's not coming back.
Your POV
I pant softly as Mark's tiny sweat drops drip onto my skin. He embraces me as I passionately kiss him. He presses his tip against my entrance. "W-wait M-mark-" I manage to say between pants. "Y-yeah? What's wrong-?" He looks into my eyes, piercing my soul. "Nothing's e-ever been in t-there before~ B-be gentle p-please..."
He nods and slowly inserts it into me, kissing my neck. My muscles tense up as I let out a moan. He looks up at me, with a look on his face that says "Are you alright?" I nod, signaling him to start moving. He starts thrusting into me, going deeper after each time. His grunts and my moans fill the room. God it hurts so bad... But I love the way it feels~
Mark looks up at me once more to ensure that I'm alright. Minutes pass and small moans turn to loud yells begging for more. He starts hitting my spot and it pushes me over the edge. Slight tears come down my face from Mark stretching me more and more.
I never told him to stop.
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I'll Always Be Yours
FanfictionThis is a Markiplier × male reader story. Contains rape/attempted rape, alcohol, strong language death, mourning, and fluff. Who put you on the planet? UGH. Enjoy you sinner :P Also, I think most parts in this story are gonna be in 3rd person, but I...
