Sleepover With My Alien Cat (Tonie-CHAN! & EMMI)

Jas felt the bed shift and turned her head to Mark, only to find that he had leaned forward and whispered something into her ear. She smiled softly at Mark's words, moving to cuddle close to him. She had to bit back some giggles when his hand would brush across one of her ticklish spots. She turned to nuzzle his neck, mumbling that she loved him back with a wide grin on her face.

Mark deciding to play one last joke maneuvered Jas over onto his abdomen while he laid flat on his back and then covered her eyes, asking her to guess who, and if she got it wrong she was in trouble.

She squeaked in surprise when Mark had moved her and covered her eyes, her lips curling into a sort of grin, "Oh who can this be?" the girl said, her hands moving to cover his own, "The boogeyman?"

Mark removed the hand to reveal a blue mask of Ronald Mcdonald. "Close. But wrong!" Mark then begins to tickle her relentlessly in all her tickle spots and since they were alone. He even let his hands roam to ones that he typically wouldn't bother with, but now they were also available to be tickled.

She laughed as she saw the clown construct, strangely not afraid despite not being afraid of em. She squealed at the sudden attack of tickles, trying to wiggle away from him but seeing as she couldn't escape- She started to return her own attack of tickles!

Mark actually began to laugh back, and tried to hide that was ticklish a bit, but he couldn't and instead he stopped tickling her and burst out in hysteria. "Hahaha, ok, ok stop. Truce." His hand rested on her thigh now and the other on sprawl of her back as she lay on top of him and then kissed her gently upon the lips after gazing into her eyes for a few seconds. He wished the moment they were sharing would never end.

A mischievous grin appeared on her face, "I have to make a note of your ticklish spot!" the girl exclaimed before she stopped tickling him. She gazed into his eyes then, mirth sparkling in them. She was aware of where his hands rested, causing her to blush but that all was sent flying when he kissed her. She returned it lovingly and eagerly, thanking that a guy like him was sent her way.

They continued to kiss and that familiar warm sensation washed over them like so many times before, that irresistible feeling, the one that was rivaled by no other, but then Mark stopped. Pulling away from her lips and looked into her face, as if searching for the answers. He wasn't sure he wanted things to progress further, but at the same time he was, so he sat there flustered and desiring breathing and panting heavily. His body churned under hers while he fought back...thoughts.

Her eyes fluttered open, revealing them to be slightly darker than they should have. The light blush was still spread across her cheeks and across the bridge of her nose. She was panting softly, sending warm small puffs of air at him before she grinned widely and pecked his lips before leaving a trail of kisses up to his jaw then ear "Love you Mark" the girl whispered in a happy tone. She just loved saying that.

"Jasmine...You gotta stop..Or else." Mark said squeezing her side and allowing the other hand to run up her backside slowly. His face even blushed a little as she whispered the words in his ear and drew nearer to his ear. Even more so, he no longer could hide his own excitement, so now his own intent was obvious. Why does she have to be such a good tease? His breaths became heavy and his body tensed up, showing off even more of his muscle tone than usual by accident as he fought himself.

The girl nuzzled into the crook of his neck, her fingers running across his arms. "Stop what?" she said in an innocent manner, grinning against the skin of his neck. She nibbled on his neck quickly before pulling back, tilting her head to the side, mischievousness sparkling in her eyes, "I'm not doing anything bad am I?"

Mark winces as she nibbles his neck, his resolve weakening and his lustful urge emerging rock solid. He so desperately tries to fight it, but is fighting himself as well, because truthfully he didn't want to fight her obvious advance. He loved Jasmine, oh it was true, and he desired nothing more than to show her this. Well, I warned her. His muscles tensed as he fingers ran down his arms and then finally she moved back and proposed her question.

His eyes met hers and seemed glazed over; a gray storm cloud in each pupil of his steely eyes. "Not yet..." He said, as his hands slid up the shape of her body over her clothes and then turned her over so he was on top of her and leaned forward to kiss her. He had quite enough teasing, and was no longer conflicted. He hesitated just before meeting her lips though, letting the passion build up between the two of them and then moved forward with his steamy kiss, as if crossing a line that had been drawn in the sand between them.

She tried to hide a smile as she watched him. He looked so perfect. Her breath caught itself in her throat when he looked up at her, feeling the blood rushing to her cheeks. She shivered at the feel of his hands and the words he had said, "Oh?" was the only thing she managed to say before she got flipped onto her back.

She looked up at him, eyes moving down to his lips. She leaned closer, panting softly when he hesitated. Jasmine loved him there was no denying that. She kissed him back eagerly, as if she was channeling all her emotions to that kiss while wrapping her arms around his neck. 'I love you Mark so much' she thought as her eyes fluttered close.

Their make-out was heavy and getting more and more heated by the moment. To the point where they forgot to breathe, additionally Mark found his male mind set slipping in more and more until he reached his breaking point. The entire time his hands roamed her body moving closer to more dangerous areas than they should until finally he began to pull on her waistline while suckling her neck and took a brief moment to pull off his own shirt with the other hand revealing the top layer of his body, hardened by years of athletics and training with his lantern corps.

Before moving to remove hers, but could not do it without her aid fully and briefly waited for her confirmation/aid. Meanwhile, he spoke to her... "I want to show you, exactly how much I love you Jas." He kissed her neck and then lips again, allowing that warm sensation to wash over them like a wave of pure good vibes. I want you more than anything else in this world, no...universe. At the thought he pulled her closer as the sensation between tem mounted.

A strangled gasp-like whimper tore away from Jas' mouth, the blush still as bright and present on her cheeks. She honestly felt like she was on fire. She bit down on her lip, her eye color going slightly darker as she eyed his form. She allowed him to pull of her shirt, crossing her arms loosely across her chest the next moment. She looked up at him, a mixture of emotions in her eyes, "I trust you" the girl stated, looking bashful.

He didn't know it but those words meant a lot from her. Nanny Jojo was the one that taught her that you would always love the one you trust, but cannot always trust the one you love. That was her view from then on. Her hands slowly wrapped themselves around his neck as they kissed, grinning against them.