Can I Call You Greg?

‘Can I call you Greg?’ Fan Fiction by: demonic_eclipse
Disclaimer: I HAVE NO IDEA IF THIS IS OKAY TO POST, BUT I FIGURE I’LL RISK IT. THIS IS A FANFIC OF TRINITY_REENE’S DANGEROUS LOVE!
Warning there is masturbation, oral, and anal male sex.

Gregory stared at the ceiling, wondering for the hundredth time what he had done to deserve the love of the man in the bed with him. Gregory still couldn’t understand how it had happened. He had raped Mark and killed his comrades; yet Mark had fallen in love with him. Stranger still that Gregory felt the same about Mark. Gregory had not intended for anything of that sort to happen. He had just- God, he didn’t even know anymore. He murmured the two words he had never willingly said to anyone “Help me…” taking a shaky breath he looked down at Mark’s peaceful face, “I don’t know what to do, my love.”

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Mark stretched happily. He had forgotten what a night of great sleep could do for a person’s mood. He rolled over to find the other side unoccupied. “Gregory?” Mark got up to go find him, completely ignoring the fact that he was as bare as the day he was born. Gregory had gotten him to the point he almost had to, for fear his clothes would get ripped open. Mark smiled; Gregory was starting to make him think they might both be sex obsessed. Before he had met Gregory he never remembered getting hard after having sex only eight hours ago.

He couldn’t find him anywhere. “He must have gone out.” Mark sighed, looks like he was going to have to take care of this problem himself. He went into the bathroom and started a shower. “Just like old times.” Masturbating in the shower wasn’t his favorite but it would be easier to clean up. Stepping into the warm water Mark leaned against the wall. He took his rigid member in hand and began to pump.


Gregory walked in to hear the shower running. Interested, he followed the sound to find Mark in the shower. With a smile Gregory began undressing. He stopped when he heard the throaty moan of his name. So that was what the brunette was doing. He grinned, Mark wouldn’t mind if he joined in.


“Well if this is what happens when I’m gone maybe I should stick around.” Mark gasped as Gregory pressed his front against Mark’s back, letting him feel how hard Gregory was for him. “Did you really miss me that much?” his voice was huskier than normal.

“Yes. When I woke up you were gone.” He let his head fall back on Gregory’s shoulder.

“Mmm.” He lightly thrust against Mark causing him to bite his lip in pleasure. “Don’t stop on my account.” Mark could feel himself throb with need, he was close, but he still blushed at what Gregory was suggesting. “Go on, I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Mark started pumping with one hand while he kneaded his balls with the other. It was so much more erotic this way. “That’s it. Just- like- that.” Between the last three words he gave a light thrust to Mark’s ass, he moaned. “Come for me.” With a cry of pleasure he did just that. “Good boy.” Gregory growled in his throat as he impaled Mark with a quick thrust. “Hands on the wall. Lean.” Mark obeyed; Gregory gripped his hips to hold him in place.

“G- Greg-Gregory!” Mark panted as his lover thrust into him over and over. Mark could feel the pressure building up inside him. They were both so worked up it wouldn’t take long. “Yes!” Mark threw his head back and screamed as he came. Gregory shivered and moaned as he followed Mark over the edge. They finally dragged themselves out when the water started to get overly cold. Drying off they stumbled back to bed.

“Can I call you Greg?” Mark asked abruptly.

Gregory rolled onto his side, propped up on an elbow, to look at him. “Why would you want to?”

Truthfully Greg sounded more like what you would call a beloved, but telling him that would only make him say no. “In my defense it’s easier to say during sex.” Okay so that was true but…

“Then why not just call me that when you want to have sex?”

Mark grinned mischievously. “Then you’ll just have to give me permission to call you that all the time.”

“Really? Then you are right I will just have to give you permission.” Gregory pulled Mark on top of him.

“Is anybody else allowed to call you Greg?” The thought shouldn’t annoy him but it did.

“You’re cute when you’re jealous.” Gregory said not able to keep the amusement out of his voice. Seeing the look of hurt on Mark’s face he said honestly, “Anyone else who tried found a bullet in his or her skull.” On a more teasing note, “So you had better be thankful.” Impossible, he was hard again! And so soon… damn.

“I’ll show you how ‘thankful’ I am.” Mark moved so that he was lying in between Gregory’s legs. “Greg.” He said right before he took the hard member right in front of his face into his mouth. Giving a few strong pulls he watched Greg squirm slightly. Mark moaned around him, making him gasp and force himself deeper into Mark’s mouth. “This thankful enough?”
“I’ll let you know in a minute.” This response surprised a laugh out of him. “Who said you could stop?”

“No one.” He got back to work. For some reason he just wanted to do this for Greg. Mark used light teeth, tongue, hands, and suction to bring Greg to shuddering climax. Mark had to swallow and draw back before he could say; “Now we’re even.”

He saw the barest signs of disappointment on Greg’s face. “Did you do that just to get even?”

“Nope. But I figure it’s a good enough excuse.” Mark moved up to rest his head on the other man’s chest. “I love you, Greg.”

“I love you, too, Mark.” He wasn’t confused anymore.