"Marco!" I hissed across the hallway at Mark as he stood there looking absolutely horrified that he'd been told to stay away from me.
He gave me this look that made me just dissolve into giggles. At this point, we needed some comic relief as I was about ready to lose my cool completely.
"Polo," Mark finally replied after watching me sit there and laugh for a minute. He finally cracked a smile too. It was good to have him back. He needed to be knocked down a notch and I figured since I couldn't do it physically...
"Hey dork, whatcha thinking?" I asked curiously.
"Why on earth I'm stuck loving a dork like you." Mark grinned at me.
"You're so mean!" I pouted, sticking my lip out as far as possible.
"You can't even do that right, it's like this." Mark demonstrated the ultimate pouty lips. If it were possible for me to love him any more at that point, I think I did.
"You're too cute," I giggled.
"Thanks, I try my best. It works to get the ladies at least."
"Ladies? There better not be any 'ladies' you jerk!" I pretended to be angry but failed and started to laugh again.
A few more minutes of Mark and I throwing one liners at each other passed with both of us in more light-hearted moods.
"Officer, I'm really sorry for kissing her, please can I just go sit beside her again? I promise to behave." Mark looked down at the officer with as innocent a face as he could manage.
"No funny stuff or you'll have to leave the area completely." He warned.
"You got it." Mark agreed and hurried over to sit next to me again.
"I'm going to kiss him quick ok?" I announced and reached my lips out towards Mark immediately. He leaned in with a big pucker and then just as quick as his lips brushed mine, he pulled away.
"Okay, done!" I informed the officer loudly.
"That's enough, I'm going to get flack for even letting you sit there with her I'm sure. Keep her in check ok?" The officer looked directly at Mark.
"You got it." Mark nodded and then turned to look at me.
'What?' I mouthed to him and he smiled slyly.
"Turn sideways and match your legs to mine if you can." Mark instructed quietly. I did as I was told, sat with my legs along the bars, with my body beside Mark's.
He put both his hands behind him, leaning back to rest on his arms casually, just resting his shoulder on the cell bars.
I had an idea of what he was about and was getting excited thinking that he'd actually try something as naughty as that with the officer right there, ready to toss Mark out on his ear at his first chance.
"Now what?" I whispered softly.
"This," Mark then reached his arm that was closest to me through the bars – hidden from view of the officer since both our bodies were together – and reached his hands into the back of my pants.
He wiggled his fingers inside the waist of my jeans and then under the edge of my panties, finding the crack of my ass.
Shivers ran up my spine and I bit my lip as I felt a moan about to escape.
He worked his hand down farther and I leaned forwards slightly, giving him better access. His probing fingers found the sweet spot they were looking for and he tickled my bum teasingly.
"Oh God, you're bad!" I breathed.
"Like that? Different huh?" His voice was almost inaudible. His breath was getting heavy as well, and I looked over at his lap. The front of his jeans were rising and I started to giggle.
"Better be careful you don't poke that officer's eye out with that thing!" I teased quietly.
Mark gave me a glare and I giggled more.
My giggles stop when his finger entered me where I had never been touched before. I gasped, unable to contain myself.
"Oh wow," I murmured and relaxed as Mark explored me on a level I had never imagined could be possible.
"Ssh," Mark shushed me under his breath but I couldn't contain myself any longer.
A moan slipped out between my lips as I threw my head back in ecstasy.
The officer jumped to his feet, clearing his throat loudly.
It was then that I heard thundering footsteps coming down the hallway. Mark heard them too and sat up, removing his hand from my pants as delicately as possible. My spine almost gave out on me and I leaned against the bars for support.
"Mark!" Derek's voice rang out.
Mark scrambled to his feet and ran over to meet his brother.
Three men passed Mark and stopped in front of my cell. Two of them were wearing suits, another had a white collar.
"Father?" I asked in surprise. "Am I in trouble?" I tried to stand but had put myself in an awkward position and couldn't get up. "Sorry, I can't get up." I apologized.
"It's okay my child. I do need to ask you some questions. Your answers will determine your fate and I want you to be as honest as you can." He knelt down in front of me and the look in his eyes was so serious that I began to panic.
"Okay." My voice was shaky and I wondered about my "fate" at this point forward being anything close to good.
"Has Mark ever forced you against your will in any way?" He asked solemnly, holding out a Bible in front of him.
"I want to place my hand on that and tell you No, but my hands are behind my back still." I looked pleadingly at the Priest and then at the other two men.
"Officer, unlock her right now." One of the suits demanded.
The officer jumped to his feet, unlocked my cell and came over to me, slipping the key into the handcuffs and releasing me. I rubbed my wrists as the officer quickly retreated and locked the cell door again before I could stand up.
I reached out to the Bible and placed my hand upon it.
"I swear Mark has never forced me to do anything." I stated with such passion that I could not have been lying.
"Do you feel you would be safe if left in Mark's care?"
"Yes, of course! He loves me."
"Do you love him with all your heart?"
"Yes, most definitely yes!"
"Would you be opposed to becoming his wife?"
"What?" It slipped out, I was thinking it but didn't mean to say it. "I'm sorry, pardon?"
