Warnings: Oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, shower sex, sweet soft Marky.

Word Count: 2.7K

Requested: No? Yes? Maybe?

You smile at him and lean forward, until your lips are brushing over his ear. "Why don't you head into the shower, babe. I think we have some unfinished business, don't you think?" you whisper into his ears. You hear his breathing hitch, he turn his head towards you, locking his eyes with yours. You see the gears in his mind working, twisting, registering what you exactly said. His face lights up and a smile forms. You wink at him and you're pretty sure you've never seen a 6'6 man react that fast. He jumps out of bed and almost trips over the sheets. You cover your mouth with your hand, trying to contain your laughter. Untangling himself as fast as he can from the sheets, he runs towards the bathroom and not even 5 seconds later you hear the shower running. You let out the laugh you've been holding in and climb off the bed yourself, making your way towards the bathroom and into the shower to give your boyfriend your own version of "good morning."

You close the door behind you, turning your gaze onto the man standing in your shower. Your eyes rake over his naked, wet body, following the water droplets falling on his skin. His tattoos on full display as he brushes his hands through his hair. Jacob catches you staring, a small smile playing on his lips. "Come here, babe," he says, holding out his arms for you. You shake your head, clearing you hazy mind before walking into Jacob's awaiting arms.

His hands land on your hips, pulling you closer to him. His mouth finds yours in an instance, claiming your lips with his. His tongue slides over your bottom lip, coaxing you to open up for him. You happily comply, granting him access, tongues sliding together, hands wandering over wet skin. Jacob's hand finds its way into you hair, entangling his fingers with the strands.

Jacob tightens the grip on your hair, while breaking the kiss. "Are you going to get on your knees for me, beautiful?" Jacob whispers against your lips, eyes twinkling with mischief. You chuckle at his question, you did promise him a 'good morning', right? You nod your head at him, granting him a wide smile. Jacob loosens his grip on your hair, allowing you to get on your knees before him.

You slide your hands over his body as you lower yourself down on the floor. Hands resting on his thighs as you're fully on your knees before him. You look up at Jacob, his eyes swimming with deep, dark desire. Your tongue darts out, licking his impressive erection from bottom to top. You focus on the underside of his cock, following the large vein with your tongue. You hear his sharp intake of breath, fingers tightening their grip on your hair.

You keep your eyes on Jacob, loving the way his facial expressions change with every movement of your tongue. His moans only spur you on more when you close your lips around his tip, enjoying his familiar taste. "Fuck, just like that," Jacob groans out, hips thrusting forward.

Your hand closes around the base of his cock, giving him a firm squeeze. Swirling your tongue around his tip, softly sucking, while moving your hand just the way he likes it, earns you another symphony of moans and groans. You hollow your cheeks, taking more and more of him into your mouth. Bobbing your head at the same rhythm your hand moves, while Jacob's hand finds the back of your hand, indicating what he wants.

His hips thrust forward, deeper into your mouth. You move your hand back to his thighs, bracing yourself. With one hand on the back of your head, he guides your mouth just the way he wants to. His hips keep thrusting into your mouth, forcing his cock deeper into you.

You know you can't take all of his girth, making you momentarily freeze up. Jacob notices your change in demeanour, slowing his pace down to barely non existent. "I know what you can and can't handle, baby. Trust me on this," he says, his eyes showing he means every word that came out of his mouth moments before. You immediately relax again, squeezing his thighs slightly to let him know he can continue. Jacob smiles at you, before slowly picking up his pace again.

You try to relax your throat as much as possible, allowing Jacob to use you as he wishes. The low string of curses coming from him spurs you on to make this whole experience even better for him. Your hand reaches between the two of you, cupping his balls gently. Rolling his balls softly in your hand, Jacob's rhythm turns sloppier and sloppier, indicating he's close to his release.

Jacob looks down at you, cursing under his breath. There is just something about having his girl on her knees before him, that drives him absolutely nuts. It isn't a sense of power, or anything like that. It's the complete trust you have in him, the love showing in your eyes while he fucks your throat like it's the last thing he'll ever do. It's the fact you'll do everything for him, just the way he would do everything for you.

He's so close to reaching his high, so close to just shooting his release down your throat. So close, but he has other plans today. The moment he reaches his high, he pulls your hair, releasing himself with a pop from your mouth. His other hand shoots out to grab his cock, aiming his release at your chest.

You would laugh if you weren't so shocked. Watching Jacob orgasm is an amazing thing to experience, but watching him mark you with his release? You have no idea why, but it's hot, hotter than you would've expected it to be. It's a damn good thing you're in the shower already. "What was that, Jacob?" you ask him, even though you couldn't care less. Jacob smirks at you, extending his hand to you so you can get off your knees. "Just staking my claim, baby," he simply says. You grab his hand, allowing him to pull you to your feet again.

"You don't have to do that, you know. I'm all yours," you remind him. He chuckles at you, while letting the shower wash away all evidence of his 'claim'. "I know, but I always wanted to do that," he says softly, a small smile playing on his lips. You laugh at him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

Jacob lowers his head, capturing your lips with his. His hand cups your cheek, backing you up against the shower wall. The once so sweet, innocent kiss turns more passionately, full of lust with every passing second.

"I'm going to fuck you right here against the wall, y/n," Jacob breathes out against your lips. You breath catches in your throat when his hand closes around your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers. You moan out at the sensation, letting your head fall back against the wall. Your hand reaches between the two of you, finding Jacob's already semi-hard cock waiting for you.

You close your hand around it, softly flicking your wrist just the way Jacob likes it the most. "Fuck, you make me so hard so fast," he groans, thrusting into your hand. You smile triumphantly at him, the knowledge that you have this much power over him, makes you feel all kinds of turned on.

Jacob plays with your right breast, rolling and pinching your nipple. His left hand buried between your legs, making sure you're absolutely ready for him. He knows you've been ready for him all morning, but he's just being extra thorough right now, any excuse to touch you some more. His mouth barely leaves your skin, leaving light hickeys down your throat and shoulder.

Your fingers grasps Jacob's hair, pulling him back up, so his eyes are locked on yours again. "Fuck me, Jacob," you tell him, letting go of his now throbbing erection. Jacob inhales sharply, before grabbing you by the back of your thighs, and hoisting you up. You squeal, not used to being this high off the ground.

Your legs lock around Jacob's waist, pulling him closer towards your entrance. Jacob slides his cock through your folds, coating himself in your wetness, before slowly sliding inside of you. Jacob groans at the feeling of being inside of you, this will always be something extraordinary to him. You gasp at the intrusion, always impressed by the way he stretches you, filling you to the absolute brim. "You feel so good, baby," you whisper against his shoulder. Jacob returns your praise with a low grunt, loving the way you feel wrapped around him.

He gives you a few seconds to get used to his wide girth, before slowly moving inside of you. There isn't much room to work with in the shower, so Jacob sets a slow, almost torturous pace, driving you absolutely crazy. The way he fucks you makes sure you feel every single ridge, every single vein on his cock. You moan his name, slowly getting lost in all the pleasure Jacob gives you.

Jacob loves the look of pure bliss on your face, with every thrust he delivers inside of you. He knows he won't last long due the way your pussy clamps down on him every time he slides deeper inside of you. "Tell me what you need, baby," he groans out. "I need more, harder," you moan out, nails digging into Jacob's shoulders.

Your mouth finds Jacob's again, tongues fighting a battle without winners or losers. Jacob bites down on your bottom lip, while thrusting harder inside of you. Every thrust hits you in just the right spot, winding you up tighter and tighter. His hands move to your ass, grabbing both cheeks with his large hands. He squeezes them roughly, pushing you further into the wall. His pace picks up, his breathing turns erethic.

Your vision blurs, black spots appear until everything turns into fireworks. With one final thrust you explode around Jacob, his name echoing throughout the shower. Your head falls onto his shoulder, while Jacob fucks you through your high.

There's no way he can hold out any longer, your pussy still pulsing around him, aftershocks of your intense orgasm. He thrusts into you once more, his knees slightly buckling as he reaches his high once again this morning. Your name falls of his lips countless times, as he buries himself deep inside of you, coating your insides with his release. Never felt a second, fuck.. even a first, orgasm like this, so intense, so intimate, so out of this world, absolutely mind blowing.

Jacob tries his best to stay upright, with you still in his arms. Completely out of breath, mind still hazy, he puts all his weight against your body, crushing you against the shower wall. Your fingers brush through his hair, trying to calm down his racing heart. "You okay there, love?" you ask him softly. Jacob chuckles low, his raspy voice sending chills all over your body. "More than okay, y/n. More than okay."

A few more minutes pass, before Jacob carefully slips out of you, making sure not to hurt you in any way. He puts you back onto your feet, before pulling you back under the hot water. You laugh, causing Jacob to raise his eyebrow at you in question. "That's going to be an expensive water bill," you muse. Jacob starts laughing as well, before shaking his head at your amused face. "I don't care, that was fucking amazing," he says, pulling you close to him again.

You smile at Jacob, you love how careless and happy he always is, he has such a positive outlook on life. You reach behind him to grab your shampoo, but, as expected, Jacob is too fast for you. "Can I wash your hair?" he asks, giving you an innocent smile. You tilt your head at him, knowing damn well he has something else in store for you. Deciding to just play along, you nod your head at him, and turn around so your back is facing him.

Jacob's fingers brush gently through your hair, the smell of your favourite shampoo filling your nose. You sigh, this might be the best feeling in the world. "Am I doing this right?" he asks quietly. "You're doing amazing, please don't stop," you almost moan out. His fingers massaging your scalp with soft circles, you could get used to this.

It isn't until his hands wander down your body, that you find out his plan. His soapy hands make soft circles over your breast, cleaning them thoroughly. You laugh at him, turning your head so you can see Jacob's goofy expression. "You just needed to touch me some more, huh?" you say, shaking your head softly. "I need to make sure you're completely clean, baby," he says, humour lacing his voice. You decide to just let him clean you, if that's what he needs right now, you're happy to give it to him.

It takes the both of you another 15 minutes to finally finish showering, and dry yourselves off. You just slipped on some panties and hooked your bra, when an arm wraps around your waist. Jacobs pulls you flush against his chest. He isn't fully dressed either, probably only in his boxers. You lay your head back against his chest, enjoying the warmth that radiates from him.

"I love you, y/n. I'm going to tell you that a million times more, but I need you to know that," he whispers against your head. You turn in his arms, wrapping your arms around his waist. "I love you too, Jacob. You know that, right?" you ask him softly. He nods his head, his eyes swirling with an unknown emotion. You tilt your head slightly, smiling softly at the tall man in front of you. "What's going on, baby?" you ask him softly. He shakes his head, before dipping down, and pecking your lips. "It's just that I never thought I would find someone like you, even after all this time together I'm still so," Jacob muses over the right word for a moment, "amazed? I don't know, but I do know that I love you more than anything, you mean the absolute world to me, y/n. I need you to know that."

His words bring tears to your eyes, you try your hardest to keep your composure, but the way Jacob looks at you makes it extremely hard. The vulnerability in his eyes make you choke on your tears, your emotions taking over. You bury your face in his chest, not able to keep your tears at bay any longer. Jacob pulls you closer to him, tracing soft circles on your back. "I didn't mean to make you cry, baby," he says, sounding emotional himself.

He guides you toward the bed, laying down and pulling you on top of him. You bury your head in the crook of his neck, while Jacob tightens his arms around you. "Talk to me, baby," he murmurs softly against your hair. You take a deep breath, trying to stop sobbing for a moment. Lifting your head out of the crook of his neck, your eyes finding his instantly. Jacob smiles softly at you, his own eyes teary as well. "You have no idea how much you mean to me, baby," you whisper at him. "You make me feel so loved, so safe, so special every second of every single day. Every day with you is one I'll cherish the rest of my life," you say, wiping away the tears that fell from Jacob's eyes.

He kisses you softly, hand buried in your hair. His other hand pulls you impossibly closer to him. "It's a damn good thing I have you for the rest of my life then. We'll cherish every day together, babe," he says, putting his forehead against yours. "We'll make every single day count, Jacob," you tell him, smiling back at him. "Every single day, y/n. Every single day," Jacob agrees.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

And there's part 2! 

Enjoy some Marky content, babes! I hope you love it nearly as much as you love this man!
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And I hope you enjoy this one too, I know how much you don't love this man, hahaha. 
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