Random things involving Mark and Seán's egos

Marda 👀

Mark and Dark are already dating in this.
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Dark was laying down in his room, writhing on the floor. He was letting out soft whimpers and pants, his face a bright red. He's in heat.

Mark had come home early, and walked up towards Dark's room. When he stepped inside, he noticed Dark moving around on he floor in there, whining softy. "Dark?" Mark asked, looking at the darker presence. Dark only whimpered in response, as he stood up, walking over to him. Dark grabbed Mark's hand, quickly walking over to his bed, and pushing Mark down on the bed, as Dark attempted to straddle him, whimpering a little louder. Mark blushed at this, and flipped them over, so he straddled Dark instead. "Are you alright..?" he asked him, placing his hands on Dark's chest softly. Dark whimpered a bit, trying to rut against Mark's hips. "M-Mark, it h-hurts..." he whined out, face a bright red. Mark blushed more at that, and his lips twitched into a smirk, as he grinded against him slowly. "What hurts?"
Dark moaned at the friction, as soft pants left his lips, "M-my dick... I-I'm so h-ard right n-now..." He held onto Mark's shoulders, weakly grinding against him. "M-Mark, please," he whimpered out, as he let out a shaky breath. Mark smirked more, and grinded harder against him, "Well, sounds like someone's horny~"
Dark moaned louder, panting more. "Mark, please," the older one moaned, desperately tryi