Mark goes a little tense when Layla starts to pull his boxers off, but he relaxes and lifts his knees to let her slide them down his legs. When she does, he relaxes again. Nudity always made him uncomfortable, but Layla had always made him feel so loved in bed that he was able to relax with her. He smiles at her and kisses her again before he pauses. Mark then holds onto the waistband of her panties and slowly pushes them down, holding his breath as he marvels at the beauty of her. When she was naked, Mark was always totally in awe of Layla. She was perfect.

Mark kisses Layla as the two of them are now exposed to each other, something that clearly made each a little nervous, but their love meant they trusted each other and knew there was no need to be shy. Mark watches her unhook her bra and his heart starts to beat faster. When she leaves it on for him, he smiles softly. "Is that my job?" he says with a little nervous laugh, before he reaches down and takes her bra off, exposing her breasts to him. It was an amazing sight, and one that just made Mark noticeably more excited down below. "You're so beautiful Lay. You have such an amazing body," he says truthfully as his hand nervously moves over her soft, warm breast, where he can feel her heart beating fast too.

Mark smiles and wraps his arms around Layla when she sits up, breathing a little heavier as the two made contact and kissing her on the shoulder. He traces his fingers down her back slowly and savours how she feels again. They were so deeply in love That nothing had to be said when they were in bed Together.

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Mark smiles as he looks over at Layla. To him, the only thing that mattered was to see her happy, so the smile on her face was more than enough for him. His chest rapidly rises and falls as he tries to slow his heart after the exertions of the pair having been locked together for the last couple of hours. He rolls onto his side and looks into her eyes. "You are just the best, Layla. I love you so much."

Mark shakes his head. "No. No more make up sex for us, Layla. From now on, everything is going to be good for us. No need for making up. We're gonna be happy forever together. I promise." He smiles when she cuddles up to him, holding her closer and sighing happily. "My cologne? Oh no that's just my natural smell," he jokes. "It's called Paul Smith. I like it."

Mark smiles at Layla and reaches out to hold her hand. He felt so bad for leaving her for those few months, but now that he was back, everything seemed to fit perfectly into place again. "I love you too. I'm glad we can be us again, Layla. That's all we ever need, right? Just you and me to be happy." he sighs contentedly and touches his head. "I mean, I think I can even forgive you for screwing up my hair," he jokes.

Rory had arrived at Mercedes' home, which isn't far from his own. He was carrying a bag containing some alcohol and a playstation controller. He reached her doorstep and looked at himself in a window, making a few adjustments to his hair do and shirt, before ringing the doorbell.

Rory was waiting outside the door in the pouring rain, until he heard the footsteps leading to Mercedes opening the door. He smiled to himself, it had been a while since they'd had any sort of contact and he genuinely had missed her. She had the tendency to embarrass him whilst playing video games but as competitive as Rory is, he never seemed to mind. He could always brush it off with a little bit of flirting and then it was all forgotten about. He chuckles as she goes in for the hug, responding with a nice hug back. "Hello stranger. It's been a while! Sounds like someone missed me." he smirks a little before entering her house as she moves out of the way for him. He laughs a little as she apologizes to him. "God, you make it sound like there's some sort of important visitor here! It's only me." he smiles a little at her before placing the bag he was holding down on a table. "More than enough drinks for one night here, I say we have a good night in, yeah?"

"God I know, it's been like half a year! How on earth did you survive without me?" he winks at her, jokingly before following her into the living room with his bag of alcohol. He placed it down on the now cleared coffee table, getting the drinks out. "Yeah, think I probably broke a few laws driving here, I make the effort see?" he laughs, sitting down on the sofa resting on leg on his other knee and his hands behind his head. "Haha, well the disguise is up as you just confessed being lazy and untidy! It's fine, I'm easy to please." he looks at her with a little grin as she mentions Billy's absence, knowing that Billy wasn't going to be there for Rory's sake of trying to make a move on Mercedes. "He couldn't be here I don't think. Is just me not good enough for you?" he grinned.

Rory smiled, but truthfully, minus the break up with Veronica not much really had happened over the last six months. "So about those last six months, not an awful lot happened to be honest. I mean me and Veronica broke up but apart from that I've just been having time off really." He watches her as she sets everything up, taking cheeky glances whenever she was too busy to notice. He was really attracted to her, he just admired her a little from the other side of the room. "You could have played it yesterday and I'd still beat you today." he grins a little. "Oh yeah, he's a talker alright. He's awful for that. Need's to be more action when drinking, like me. He grins again before chuckling to himself. "Yeah, broke up with Veronica but really I've just been relaxing for a bit, enjoying time between albums."