Darkiplier Smuts

Remember Me?

I've been given the rare opportunity to take a month's vacation. I haven't had a good vacation in years. Speaking of years...I haven't seen my friends Dark and Mark in years. Mark and I have been friends since childhood...we talk a lot on the phone constantly. Dark, on the other hand, I've only met a handful of times. I remember the first time I saw him. Mark and I...we had to have been about 13. I remember him frightening me a bit, but intriguing me at the same time. There was just something about that guy. Mark said that Dark spends most of his time on earth...that he's been what's called 'humanized' and that he's even got his own place...color me impressed. I couldn't wait to see either. I flew in and saw Mark first. I spent a few days hanging around his place meeting his new friends in LA. He'd changed a lot since we lived down the street from each other in Ohio. Regardless of the changes, he was still the same goofy Mark I knew as a child...always so vibrant and full of life. The attention and the money hadn't changed his stellar personality. I promised Mark that I'd swing by his place a few times before flying back to Cinci. He made me pinky promise and then sent me on my way with directions to Dark's place. I am totally unfamiliar with LA, so it took me ages to travel the short distance. The disgusting traffic conditions didn't help. I did eventually find where I was looking for, though. I had to admit I was more nervous seeing Dark again than Mark. Mark and I have had plenty of contact since he moved away. I hadn't spoken to Dark in years. I was afraid he'd think I was weird or something for wanting to see him again. I just couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to him. He opened the door and stared at me. I was so nervous, I figured he had NO idea who I was. "(Y/N)?" he said, turning his head a bit. "Yeah! It's me, oh my god you remember?" Dark cracked a little smile. "Of course I do. I don't forget people. I can't." I remembered what Mark had said about humanity. "Can I hug you?" I asked shyly. Dark thought about it, but then extended his arms. I embraced him tightly. "It's so good to see you and Mark again." I said. "It's nice to see you too, (y/n), come in." he said. I walked in. "So what brings you here?" he asked, flopping on the couch. "Vacation. I wanted to see Mark...and you...so I came out." Dark gave me a single nod. "Sounds good." I gave Dark a once over. He had changed more than Mark. I liked what I saw. He was an inch or so taller than Mark, more toned, was sporting a soul patch and an earring that weren't there before, and those eyes...unff. "So where are you staying?" he asked. "I haven't decided yet. All of my bags are still in my rental car." I laughed. "Oh?" Dark said, tilting his head again. "You wanna stay with me?" I hid my excitement. "I-If you're okay with that." I said. "If I wasn't I would've never mentioned it." Dark said, stretching out. "We have some catching up to do. Do you like coffee?" "Yeah...black with just a bit of sugar." Dark rose to his feet and started making coffee.

DARK

I'm not normally a fan of surprises,but seeing (y/n) at the door was pretty cool. I last saw her after Mark graduated high school. I hardly ever came out of Mark back then. I've always thought she was different than most others. She was always more mature...and dark like me. I remember the first time she saw me. I scared her to death. Mark took a digger and scraped his arm. I saw that as a golden opportunity to leak out and see the world. I had only seen it once before. She laid her eyes on me and immediately cowered behind Mark who comforted her and told her I wouldn't hurt her. She was scared, but she was calm. She just peered over Mark's shoulder at me, studying me. She reached out to touch me, but her hand just passed through me. After that I reabsorbed into Mark and stayed hidden in the demon realm for quite some time. Demons do not forget, but I remember her better than anyone else. 

YOU

I was impressed with Dark. We talked for hours about nothing...and it was the most fun I had experienced in awhile. He grabbed my bags for me and I changed into my pajamas. Normally I am very shy around guys, but Dark made me feel right at home. It's because of that, wearing my skimpy pajamas around him didn't bother me. Plus, I have to admit, someone as attractive as him is someone I'd like to take notice of me. When you're wearing booty shorts and a spaghetti strap top, you are bound to get some attention. When I came out of the second bathroom Dark perked up a bit. "Tired so soon?" he asked. "You know it...I've been here for a few days, I spent some time with Mark then came here, yet I still feel jetlagged. Not to mention I'm still flying on Ohio time." Dark nodded. "So, there're 2 bedrooms in this condo...buuut, I turned one of them into an office...so one bed. Go ahead and sleep in it." I was flattered, but concerned. "Where will you sleep?" I asked. "On the couch, on the floor, I don't care." I made a face. "Dark, I can sleep on the floor. I don't mind, really. You're already letting me stay here I don't need to take more from you." He wouldn't hear of it. Part of me felt like saying 'come sleep there with me', but I was too shy to be so bold. He walked me into his bedroom. I took a look around. I was impressed...the ceiling had bold skylights in it, and the walls were covered in windows, giving us a 360-degree view of downtown LA. I sat on the bed. "Dark..." I started. He looked at me. "Do you think you could stay here with me?" Dark gave me a look. "I don't have a problem with that." he said. He left the room and came back with a blanket. He stole one of the pillows from the bed and laid on the tile floor next to me. I wasn't wanting him to sleep on the floor but at least we were close. I draped my hand over the side of the bed and drifted off to sleep. About an hour later I woke up to Dark snoring on the floor. Poor guy looked so uncomfortable. He was all curled up in a ball, snuggled under the blanket, neck at an awkward angle. I couldn't leave him like that. I got out of bed, and carefully put one hand under each of his arms, trying to be careful not to wake him up. As soon as I started dragging him into the bed, I saw his eyes blinking. He looked around, confused, and then saw me behind him, attempting to drag him into the bed. "(Y/N)...I thought I was sleep levitating again. What are you doing?" I had no excuse. "You looked uncomfortable. I thought I'd bring you up here with me." Dark's puzzled expression turned warm. He stood up and tossed his pillow onto bed and then jumped into it. He gave me a playful look and I got lost in his eyes. "You have a goofy side like Mark, huh?" I said, stroking his cheek. Dark rolled over onto his back. "I've been told." he said, with a sigh. He glanced over at me. "You turned out pretty great." he said. I felt my cheeks heat up. "Thanks...you know, earlier I was gonna say something...but I didn't." "Say it now. I don't like deceit." "I wasn't being deceitful...I'm just kinda shy sometimes...you turned out really, REALLY handsome...and I'm glad that your life is like this....Mark and I talked about you not really coming out much...I'm glad you've started liking to...because I'm having such a good time with you right now." Dark smiled. "Well...I'm glad you're having fun. I am too." That was Dark. Never really emotive...but the sentiment was still there somehow. I reached into one of my bags and grabbed one of my little black roses I used when I made crafts. "Here...for you." I said, handing it to him. He studied it, the wheels in his mind turning. "I make little crafts I sell online...this rose has been with me for years, I kept it because it reminded me of you." Dark looked up at me. "Thank you..." he said, holding it close to him and then setting it on the nightstand. He gave me a hug. He felt so cold on me that I started shivering. "Sorry...I know I'm cold. I'll warm up if I lay right next to you." I laid down and let Dark spoon me, holding me tightly right below my chest, his face resting on my neck, and his knees tucked underneath mine. I felt his warm breaths on my neck. I decided to turn and face him. He looked at me, one eye partially covered by the fluffy pillow he rested his head on. I studied his facial structure. He was perfect. Perfect everything from his jet black hair to the soul patch under his lip. I stared into his eyes, cracking a smile eventually. He gave me a peck on the lips. I blushed and covered my face. He pulled my hands down. "Don't hide. You hid from me when we were kids...don't hide again." I laughed. He remembered that. I bit my lip. Dark cupped my face and kissed me passionately. He nipped at my bottom lip until I let him in. He worked his tongue in perfect unison with mine, as if he knew exactly what my next move was. He ran one of his hands down my back and gave me goosebumps. He ran one hand up my abdomen into the cup of my shirt and squeezed my breast. This was definitely escalating quickly, but I did not care. I was in my zone. He broke the kiss to pull his shirt over his head and remove his boxers. I admired his toned body. "Go ahead. Touch me, I'm real." I laughed as I lightly dragged one of my hands down his bare chest. I bit his neck, searching for his sweet spot. I knew I found it when he roughly bucked his hips against me and his breath hitched in his throat. He hooked a finger under my panties and slid them down. He left a trail of kisses and bites down my stomach. He looked up at me, chin resting on my womanhood, asking for my permission. I spread my legs just a bit and he began sucking on my clit. I grabbed clawed at the top of his head, begging him not to stop. He grunted and moaned, obviously getting more aroused from my obvious arousal. He flicked his tongue against my clit and casually stuck a few fingers into me, pumping them agonizingly slowly. My core tied itself in a knot and released before I even knew what was happening. I laid there on my back breathing heavily, seeing the cold glow of the skyline illuminate the room. "Ride or slide?" Dark asked, holding himself. "After that, I think you deserve a ride." He looked like he liked the sound of that. I carefully mounted him and looked straight down into his eyes. I combed his hair forward with my fingers and gently rode him for a few minutes before getting down to business. "(Y/N), you're killing my hips!" he moaned. I didn't realize just how fast I was going. I eased up a bit, arching my back in pleasure. "God (y/n), right there!" he moaned. He bit his lip. God he looked so sexy when he did that. "Fuck!" I loved sex swearing. I felt another climax building deep within my core. He could tell, because he propped himself up a bit and thrust up into me extra hard. I was amazed by his strength. I hit my climax and though exhausted, continued to ride him until he hit his. I leaned forward letting my long (h/c) hair tickle his nose. We both panted, looking into each other's eyes. Dark reached up and stroked my face gently. I dismounted him and laid right next to him, arms and legs stretched out. He reached out and grabbed me, pulling me into a tight embrace. "I'm glad you remembered me (y/n)...and I'm glad you're staying here..." he said, trailing off at the end. I stared into those mean, angled, hooded silver eyes and kissed him before curling up in his arms and falling asleep.