*Chris's Point of View*
"You said that you were eating," I said filling like I was useless.
"Hunny, I swear to you that I won't let this happen again," Mark said staring at me in the eye, "I've just feel like I have to prove that I love you, and I don't want to let your family down."
"They're not my family," I said looking at Wyatt, "They're our family. Why don't you understand that?"
"I'm trying to understand, but I'm so used to doing things myself that I'm still not sure how to act with around people."
"I'll help you with that, if you're willing to change."
"Hunny, I want to change more then anything."
"Then let's go home. Oh ya, Mom sort of decked a nurse that was being mean to me."
"Your mom did what?!?"
"Well, the nurse was being homophobic."
Mark shook his head and grabbed the clothes that were at the end of his bed. Changing quickly we were soon on our way home. Mom was grinning like a mad woman because the nurse was fired and Mark was okay.
"Mark, how about after we eat we go to bed and see if the spell still works?" I said while biting his ear though no one could see I was.
"I agree with you there, but if you don't stop biting my ear I swear I'll fuck you in the car," he said back his voice laced with lust.
"Will you two stop with the lust?" Wyatt asked holding his head.
"What's going on back there?" Dad asked turning to us.
"Mark and Chris, all I can feel is lust, and I don't mean the subtle lust Mom and you have," Wyatt said glaring at us, "But it's like if they don't get home to screw each other they'll do it now."
"Mark, Chris, control the emotions for just a little while longer," Mom said trying not to laugh.
"Sure thing Mom," I said rest his head on Mark's chest.
As we were going home it started to rain and the roof started to leak on Mark's shirt. Mark just looked at the roof and waved his hand over it and it stopped, but his shirt was soaking wet.
"Mark, take that shirt off before you get sick," Mom said calmly.
"Yes Piper," Mark said before unbuttoning his silver silk shirt.
Mark didn't wear anything under his shirt so when he removed it I could see scars from his parent, his muscles, and tattoos. No one knew that Mark had tattoos besides me, because I'm the only one that has seen him naked. It didn't help the lust that I was feeling when I saw his six-pack.
"Wow, those are awesome," Wyatt said looking at Mark's arm.
"What's awesome?" Dad asked before seeing Mark's tattoos, "Those tattoos are cool."
"You have tattoos Mark?" Mom asked motherly tone taking over her voice.
"Ya, I got them a few years ago," Mark said nodding.
"Can you tell us what they mean?" Dad asked in a wondering tone.
"Dad, I love you and everything, but I get my husband before you," I said before childishly sticking my tongue out at him and orbing home.
Mark started to laugh when he saw that we were home. The smile never left his face as I traced his body. Years of working out did this boy justice. Mark was the guy that every boy wanted to be.
"Mark, baby," I said before roughly pushing him into the wall.
"What is it Chris?" he said his voice husky.
"Make sure the spell is still up because I'm going to have you screaming my name when this is over."
"Oh god, I love it when you're in control."
Mark quickly said the spell and tried to kiss me again. When I was in the mood to control him, even so slightly, I teased him. I was pulling my clothes off slowly. Mark looked at me then at himself and lust took over him. I knew I was in control until Mark was tired of my games. It didn't take long this time.
"Damn it Chris," he said before ramming me into the wall.
My hands gripped his hips hard enough to give him bruises. That didn't stop him from moving them in a circular motion. Mark's mouth was attached to my neck as he did this. I knew that he wasn't going to do anything else until I moved us to the bed.
I pushed him backwards until he hit the bed. He flipped it so I was on bottom and started to hump me through out clothes. I couldn't take not feeling his skin on me so I pushed him and ripped his jeans and boxers off. Taking him into my mouth Mark did his best not to thrust up.
"Chris, get your ass up here," Mark said pulling me up and kissing me before pushing himself into me.
"Mark, faster," I said rocking my hips with his.
"You're the one in charge," he said before biting his lip.
I nodded and started to move faster as he thrust up. Mark moaned loudly before I bit his nipple ring, yes he does have nipple rings, and made him scream. Moving my head up I kissed him and gently tugged on his snake bites.
"Damn Chris," Mark said before flipping us over and pushing into me faster.
Smiling I knew that I had turned him on. He grabbed me and started to move his hand in time with the thrusts. I moaned out his name before I started to cum. He quickly followed when he heard me scream his name.
"Oh god Chris," Mark said trying to catch his breath.
"We should get downstairs soon," I said knowing everyone was here.
"You're right," Mark said sadly, "But I don't want to get up."
"How about I make you a deal?" I said smirking, "If I take you to go get the tattoo on your neck will you go?"
"Yes," Mark said throwing his arms around me and grinning like a mad man.
"Then let's get dressed and go," I said chuckling at Mark.
Mark walked to the closet and pulled out a silver fishnet shirt that he wore whenever we went to get tattoos or piercings for him. Then he pulled out a pair of dash wash tight girl jeans. He didn't grab any boxers, but put them on anyway. Putting on some black and silver skater shoes he was done.
"Calm down, baby," I said laughing at Mark, "Meet me downstairs."
Mark kissed me softly before running downstairs. It occurred to me then that he had bite marks on him, but I knew that he wouldn't care. Mark had a small thing for pain, and by small I mean he got hard by it.
