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Bad ideas are really not Mark\u2019s forte, and from this day forward he will say that they are Eduardo’s, because there is no way in hell he<\/em>\u00a0was the one who had suggested for them to watch 50 Shades of Gray on opening night. In all honesty, he wouldn\u2019t say that he hadn\u2019t been a little bit curious before, and not just because he and Eduardo have been slightly more than experimental in the bedroom\u2014he\u2019s seen the reviews, heard the backlash, and always gets this sick but wonderful twisted sort of pleasure in entertaining things that get terrible reviews. Watching bad movies and making commentary throughout the whole thing is a hobby of his, unlike Eduardo who likes enjoying<\/em>\u00a0things and says, shut up Mark, her hair is not that atrocious, it\u2019s the eighties.<\/p>\n

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But reading a book full of badly written porn is not worth the effort, so when the movie comes out, at some point he and Eduardo agree that they\u2019ll spend Valentine\u2019s Day evening watching it and laughing at all the ridiculousness. Because Eduardo does not like bad movie watching, usually, but he\u2019s also not boring<\/em>. Eduardo also generally likes making fun of things that are not plausible, not just things are bad.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Walking out of the theater, both of them realize that this was a big, big mistake.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cHow did they even\u2014\u201d Eduardo starts. He bites his lip.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The sky is black and full of stars and Mark is wearing Eduardo\u2019s jacket, on the insistence that it was February and still winter<\/em>, Mark. Mark had gotten accustomed to the Californian weather, living nearly seaside, but Eduardo continues to bug Mark about wearing more than just a t-shirt and hoodie in fifty degree weather.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cNothing in that movie made sense,\u201d says Mark.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThe soundtrack was good,\u201d Eduardo says helpfully.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cThey were probably trying to cover up how awful it actually was. It didn\u2019t help.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYeah,\u201d Eduardo sighs.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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*<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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So, that\u2019s the end of that. Or at least as much as Mark thinks, because he wants to spend only so much time thinking about that terrifying movie, and not even in a horror movie way. Life goes on, he works on Facebook, Eduardo works from home, it\u2019s all good.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Until one day when Mark is flushed and breathless underneath Eduardo, who has one finger just pressed inside Mark, all the way to the knuckle, and biting at Mark\u2019s collarbone. Eduardo says, \u201cDon\u2019t touch yourself,\u201d and because Mark is pretty into being told when it\u2019s Eduardo and it\u2019s in bed and they\u2019re not driving or someone\u2019s hovering over his computer, he says, \u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And then Eduardo just gives in too easily, he puts in another finger and when he hits Mark\u2019s prostate Mark cries out and Eduardo drives him over the edge, too fast and too quick. As Mark comes down, he realizes he has to do<\/em>\u00a0something.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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See, okay, he and Eduardo have done food play, when it was Eduardo\u2019s birthday and Mark had gotten a can of whipped cream and Eduardo was incredibly baffled when Mark shoved it in Eduardo\u2019s hands and said, \u201cPut this wherever you want on me,\u201d and the first thing Eduardo had done was spray a dollop on Mark\u2019s head. Later Eduardo got the idea and had to help Mark shower afterward because even Mark couldn\u2019t really\u2014it was difficult. Eduardo gets creative when he understands things.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And they\u2019ve also done ice play (which was satisfactory), and wax play (which was less, but only because Eduardo had underestimated how sensitive Mark\u2019s nipples are), and Eduardo had bought Mark thigh highs once and Mark went on a tangent about Victoria\u2019s Secret and the Golden Gate Bridge and models and whatever. Eduardo had tried to get Mark to call him \u201csir\u201d before but Mark couldn\u2019t manage it without snorting, so they\u2019d forgone that. And they do power play stuff all the time, because Mark likes fighting with Eduardo and Eduardo likes trying to control Mark, so it\u2019s all very harmonious and communicative and good.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But when it comes to actually establishing roles of like, power, Mark realizes that he\u2019s not giving enough, and maybe Eduardo gives entirely too much. So one day he comes to Eduardo, who is looking at papers on their kitchen table, sets his laptop down in front of Eduardo, and says, \u201cI want to make a point.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou always do,\u201d Eduardo says distractedly, looking from one sheet of paper to another, both in his hands.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Mark plants his hand on one to get Eduardo\u2019s attention. \u201cI meant about that awful BDSM movie,\u201d he says to Eduardo\u2019s face.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Eduardo shudders. \u201cDon\u2019t remind me,\u201d he says, prying the paper out from between Mark\u2019s hand and the table. \u201cI don\u2019t want to think about that again.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYes, but see? That\u2019s the whole point<\/em>.\u201d Mark sits down across from Eduardo, crossing his elbows over his laptop. \u201cIt was a terrible representation of BDSM, on top of being a completely horrendous movie.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Eduardo glances up at him hesitantly, before looking back down at his papers. \u201cWhat\u2019s the point you\u2019re trying to make?\u201d he asks cautiously.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWe can do a better job of it,\u201d says Mark.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And Eduardo\u2019s eyes totally<\/em>\u00a0darken at that, and he doesn\u2019t tell Mark to stop. So Mark continues, \u201cYou can be the Steele guy and I\u2019ll be Anna what\u2019s-her-face\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Eduardo chokes. Mark thinks maybe he\u2019s turned Eduardo on or something (though Eduardo has proven to be very stubborn even when he\u2019s turned on, in the past); but then Eduardo snickers, \u201cAre you going to wear a pencil skirt and heels now?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Mark considers this seriously. \u201cWell,\u201d he says. \u201cIf you want me to.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And that\u2019s what starts it off.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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*<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Mark is in a button-up, one of the few of his own (Eduardo had insisted that this wouldn\u2019t be authentic if Mark had to wear one of his<\/em>\u00a0shirts), pressed slacks, and his hair is neatly washed and even conditioned, which Mark is usually too lazy to do bother with on most days.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He knocks on the wooden door of Eduardo\u2019s office. Eduardo\u2019s voice calls, \u201cCome in.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Today Eduardo is wearing a full on tux, the kind he only wears to really big business junctures, that make him look about forty-two instead of in his early thirties. Since he\u2019s gained weight over the years, the broad black shoulders of the jacket fit him nicely, visibly tighter in the bicep areas, and his hair is gelled but not in that annoying helmet hair way. Mark\u2019s mouth waters on sight.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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He collects himself and clears his throat, hovering in the doorway of Eduardo\u2019s office. \u201cYou wanted to see me, Mr. Saverin?\u201d he says, in his best attempt of a small voice.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Eduardo is working on his laptop, and once Mark speaks he buckles down over it. Mark frowns, thinking that there\u2019s something wrong for a second\u2014but then Eduardo resurfaces, and he\u2019s fucking cackling<\/em>.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cOh my god,\u201d he wheezes, looking at Mark and snickering again. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, but you just called me Mr. Saverin<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cAmanda or whatever called the guy Mr. Steele.\u201d Mark is annoyed. \u201cThat\u2019s the only name I remember from the whole fucking movie.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI know,\u201d says Eduardo, though he sounds fond. \u201cAh\u2014continue.\u201d He\u2019s still chortling.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI can\u2019t if you\u2019re going to keep laughing<\/em>\u00a0at me.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cI\u2019m sorry, just\u2014how can you even maintain a straight face?\u201d Eduardo takes one look at Mark and laughs again. \u201cAnd you\u2019re holding a Harry Potter<\/em>\u00a0book. As my secretary.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cIt looks like paperwork,\u201d Mark says pointedly, even though it doesn\u2019t; the book\u2019s just big.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Eduardo smirks, though he\u2019s calmed down most of his facial muscles, thankfully enough. \u201cWe can continue,\u201d he says. \u201cGo on, Mr. Zuckerberg<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Mark rolls his eyes, but proceeds with his lines and roleplay or whatever.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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They break character about five times, but it ends with Mark bent over Eduardo\u2019s desk with the metal of his belt buckle getting pressed to the back of Mark\u2019s thighs, so Mark deems it a success.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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