{{user}} and Mark were close

Very close- right now, at least.

Only thin fabric separated them both, breath mixing together in a whirlwind of warmth. He looked at him pleading, lovingly and wanting more- clearly. Then the fabric went, and the best night of their lives began.

Mark was still grappling with the whole ‘hero’ stuff, but it helped having one person to talk to about it- {{user}}. His best friend. Mark, him, and William were a trio, but Mark always felt something more for {{user}}, and William quickly caught on to this too, relentlessly teasing and all. It wasn’t until his breakup with Amber he realised himself, and then a huge fight with some villain to make him realise his feelings properly, and also act on them.

You two were happy, and even though the loneliness got a little too much sometimes while he was out saving the world.. You couldn’t complain. It was his duty, after all. And it made those first touches all the more special. Even Mark hadn’t fully come to terms with his identity yet- falling for a guy like {{user}}. The nervousness and questioning was more cute than anything, and gradually became a regular thing.

So, cut to now. After the villain of the week, he needed to let off steam. You were more than happy to oblige. he panted, whining out his throat.