Markiplier oneshots {|Editing|}

Calm down! *

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I sighed feeling comfortable on the sofa. Chica was snuggled up next to me. She didn't want to venture anywhere just in case Mark yelled. I don't know what he's playing but every so often he'll scream or yell really loudly and it'll scare the both of us. 

"WHAT THE FUCK???" He yelled, loud thumps coming from his room. Chica pushed herself into my chest more as she began to shake slightly. I placed my hand on top of her head and stroked down the bridge of her nose. "Sshh. It's okay Chica. You're safe, nothing is going to hurt you." I whispered, kissing the top of her head. 

She relaxed a little and decided to get down. "FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKING CUNT!!!" He yelled once again. I sighed out heavily and got up. "Better go sort this out, haven't I Chica?" I asked, trying to persuade myself this was a good idea. I rolled my eyes and made my way to his recording room. 

I knocked on the door slightly but only hear crashes and bangs in response. I opened the door slightly and saw his room was a mess. "Baby are you okay?" I questioned, not going in any further. All I could hear was his heavy breathing and you could see the sweat dripping down his neck. He turned towards me and gazed at me. 

"Does it look like I'm okay!" He hissed, getting up and grabbing his water bottle. I stepped into the room more and approached him. "Look at me." I said, placing my hands on his shoulder gently. "Calm down before you do something stupid." I gently said. 

He took a deep breath and turned towards me. His face still filled with anger. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just fucking hate that game." He said, placing his water bottle down and grabbing my hips. I rolled my eyes again and look over his face. 

I could tell he was thinking about it. I could tell by the way he was holding me. "Stop playing those games then. It scares Chica." I said, flicking my head towards the door. "That's not how YouTube works babe. I'm trying to do what my followers want to see." He said, pulling me closer. 

"Well maybe you need to take a break. Do something that might relax you." I said, shrugging my shoulders. His eyes flicked down to my lips. I gulped and felt myself get hot. I always felt so weak under his eyes, but in a way it was really fucking hot how he could turn so quickly. 

His lips attached to mine and we began to make out. His hands sliding down the sides of my body and falling to my butt. His hands squeezed and I moaned gently into his mouth. A large smirk emitting on his face into the kiss. His hands gripped at the seam and he pulled, ripping open my jeans. 

I squealed and his face moved down to my neck. His hands rubbed between my slit and I began to moan. "Fuck, that feels so good." I moaned, feeling him bite and suck at my neck. 

He pulled back and turned me around so I had my back to him. "Now, be a good girl and stay still." He growled, grabbing my arms together with one of his hands. His other hand rubbing against my clit. I bit my lip and placed my head on the table. Small moans coming out my mouth, halting the loud ones for now. 

My breath picked up as he began to move my panties to the side. He hissed seeing how wet I already was. "Mmm, fuck I'm gonna enjoy this." He said, placing a finger into me. A large moan came out of my mouth as he curled his fingers. "Holy shit!" I breathed out. 

He began to pick up the pace of his fingers and I could feel myself already wanting to cum. He just had a way with his hands that made me feel so good. He began to go faster and I could feel myself getting closer. "Fuck, that feels so good!" I moaned loudly. 

He moaned seeing me at his beckon call and how he had me held in one hand whilst he tortured me with his other hand. "Fuck!" he moaned, feeling me clench around his fingers. He placed another finger in and knelt down. His lips attached to my clit and I swung my head back, emitting a loud moan from my mouth. 

He moaned and the vibrations sent shivers down my spine. "Holy fucking shit! I'm gonna cum!" I yelled, feeling the pit grown in my stomach. He immediately pulled away and stood up. I moved my hips and whined at the loss of contact. He chuckled and he took off his joggers. 

He let go of my hands and grabbed my hair, pulling me up so I was against his chest. I moaned and felt him kiss my neck, whilst he unbuttoned my shirt. At this point I was practically dripping. "Fuck, I need you." I whimpered, feeling his smirk rise on my neck.  His boner hitting my ass. He pushed into me slowly and we both moaned. 

"Fuck, you're still so tight after all the poundings I've given you." He whispered, his breath tickling my ear lobe. I rolled my eyes and began to roll my hips on him. "Please." I whined out, not feeling him move an inch. "Please daddy." I said, this time feeling him tense up. I hadn't called him that in a couple days so it had a better effect on him. 

His hips began to move quickly. His hushed moan landing in my ear, turning me on even more. "Fuck, you feel so good." He said, before placing his hand on my clit. I pushed my head further back into him and moaned louder. "Fuck me harder daddy!" I moaned, wanting to feel more of him. 

He moved quicker and I felt myself beginning cum. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" I yelled, grabbing him and digging my nails into him. He let go of my hair and pushed me back down onto the table. "Fuck, you're such a good girl." He said, before pounding into me and going at a god like speed. My hands went forward and gripped the end of the table for support. 

Our moans filled the room as he began to go faster, pounding into me even harder. "Holy shit! I'm cumming again!" I yelled once again, feeling myself cum again. Everything on the table shaking but staying in their places

His hands gripped harder on my waist and my eyes rolled back feeling him hit my g-spot. "Fuck, right there!" I yelled, gripping the table harder. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight." He moaned, placing his hand on my clit again. 

This time I came straight away. "Fuck, I need more!" I yelled, feeling him pound into me harder. His hand went faster on my clit and he began to moan louder. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." He moaned, gripping my hips harder. 

He slammed into me one last time and came, pulling out after to make sure I had one last orgasm. His finger pushed into me and curled. He moved his fingers rapidly before feeling me clench. "Cum for me one more time baby." He moaned, pushing his fingers even harder. "Fuck! I'm cumming!" I moaned, rolling my eyes back slightly. 

My legs began to shake and he slowly pulled out his fingers before grabbing my legs and stabilizing me. All you could hear in the room was our heavy breathing. I pushed myself up slowly before grabbing a hold of Mark. 

"You okay?" He questioned, placing his hands around my waist. I nodded and swallowed any saliva that was in my mouth. "You should get angry more often. That was the best fucking sex I've had in my entire life." I breathed out, looking up at him. He leaned down towards my ear and brushed some hair aside. "I'm sure it'll happen again babygirl." He whispered. 

I looked up at him and chuckled. "It better not happen again today. My body won't be able to take anymore." I said, trying to walk towards our bedroom. I failed instantly and Mark caught me. 

"I can't make any promises." He said, pulling me back up. I rolled my eyes and we walked towards our bedroom. 

I changed out of my ripped clothes and shoved some pyjamas on. I led down on the bed, not rushing seen as I was still a little shaky. Mark sat next to me and pulled me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder. 

"I love you baby." He whispered before kissing the top of my head and running his hands through my hair. "I love you too." I said, grabbing his free hand and linking our hands together. 

We spent the rest of the day watching Netflix and chilling out together. He didn't get angry again that day. But it did happen again the next day. Let's just say a lot more things happened yesterday.