Septiplier smut

the drinks

Sean's pov-I pull up to marks house seeing that there is already people here. Well I hope I'm not late. I walk inside holding my gift. I open the door and everyone is already partying hard. I set my gift down on the counter and look for mark I want to get this done and just tell him how I feel maybe I can dash fast and go home crying. I don't think he has feelings back but I can't change that if he doesn't. I walk up to him and tap him on the shoulder.
Marks pov-  I turn around to Sean looking pretty nervous "h-hey" he says stuttering biting his lip slightly. Fuck that's hot is all I think "hey" I say nonchalantly "uhm can we maybe talk somewhere a little quieter I understand if you don't want t-" is all he gets before I put my finger on his lips telling him to stop talking "we can jack let's head up to my room." "O-okay" 
Sean's pov-FUCKKKK CAN I DO THIS AHHHH is all I think while I follow mark upstairs. He opens the door and gestures for me to come is "so what's up Sean" "uhm well uh... I think I may have feelings for you mark please don't be mad or weirded out." I say while looking at the ground blushing intensely. Mark lifts my head up leans in and kisses me I kiss back immediately because shit I want this. I pull away for a second "you're not drunk are you?" I ask him, I want him to remember this. "Nope I can't be unless I want ER bills" mark says laughing slightly "okay" is all I get out before he starts kissing me again.
Marks pov-  I start kissing him hard I've wanted this for a long time and I'm finally going to get what should be mine. I lift him up with ease setting him on my bed still making out with him. I decide to bite his lip which gets a big reaction as he moans loudly. I pull away "ssh baby boy we don't want anyone else hearing" me calling him baby boy makes him shift a little. I have some type of effect on him. I smirk and shove him down on my bed so he is laying down. I look over his still clothes body admiring what I just see from here. I see him biting his lip nervously why does he have to do that. I feel my pants grow tighter and I can't take it anymore. I go to his neck and start leaving a trail of hickies down to the collar of his t-shirt.