5sos Smut

L.H

I knocked on Luke's door, not quite sure how I'd ended up there. My eyes were still blurry with tears, wiping my red nose on my sleeve as I waited. It was late, really late, and I knew Luke was probably asleep. I started back down the steps when I heard a soft voice.
"Becca, what are you doing here?" He yawned, his eyes squinting to try and focus. I turned around and walked back up, and his eyes widened when he saw that I was crying. He ushered me in quickly and made me sit on the couch, getting a cold glass of water and sitting close to me. "Tell me what's wrong."
"I know he broke up with me weeks ago, but his new girlfriend is saying really nasty things about me online." I mumbled quietly, trying to not let the tears fall again. "I just didn't know who else to talk to it about, so I came here. I'm sorry about waking you up for something so stupid."
"Becca, love, it's not stupid. You can always talk to me about stuff. It's what friends do." He smiled and wiped away a tear that had fallen with his thumb. "Friends- they wake up whenever you need them to talk, and they'll listen, and they'll hold you tight and kiss away your tears."
"Kiss?" I looked up and caught his eye, and his cheeks started to get pink. His mouth opened and closed a couple times, and he pulled his lip ring between his teeth. Nervous habit of his.
"Keep, I totally said keep. Like keep away the tears..." He mumbled, looking down at his lap and taking his hand off my leg. Secretly I was sad that he did. "What I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry that she's being so horrible."
"Thank you Luke." I said finally, feeling a lot better than I had a few hours ago. "Again, sorry I woke you up. I didn't realize how late it was until I got here."
"Don't worry about it."
"I'm also sorry that you have to see me like this. Not exactly my cutest moment." I chuckled, wiping smudged mascara from under my eyes. I knew my eyes were going to be so puffy in the morning, and my nose and cheeks were burning red.
"You look beautiful Becca." He said in a soft voice, and I knew he meant it. His hand cupped my face softly and he kissed me, catching me by surprise at first, but it felt right. He pulled back, but kept his hand there, rubbing little circles on my jaw, studying my face.
"Do you like me Luke?" I asked, staring at his lips while he started nervously biting his lip ring.
"Maybe." He whispered, a slight smile breaking on his face, and I laughed. "Kiss me." This time I leaned in, placing my lips on his and resting a hand on his neck. He instantly relaxed, wrapping his arms around me to pull me closer to him. We fit like puzzle pieces. I opened my mouth slightly, and his tongue slipped past, not fighting for dominance, just trying to get even closer. I sighed and his other that had been previously resting on my thigh was moving up to my waist, taking my shirt with it.
"Luke..." I breathed as his fingers brushed against my skin.
"Let me." He rested his forehead on mine and looked me in eye with those beautiful blue ones, and I nodded, letting his hand grip softly. But that contact wasn't good enough. I swung my leg over his lap, straddling him. Now both his hands were on my waist under my shirt while I kept my hands on his jaw, running my fingers over the scruff. He moaned softly in my mouth when I did, and I loved the sound.
I took one arm and wrapped it behind his neck, grabbing the hair at the nap of his neck and tugging gently, which caused him to dig his fingertips into my skin softly. "I want to show you how happy you make me." He said, and grabbed around my legs, standing up.
"Okay." I whispered, the thought of my ex and his horrible girlfriend long gone. The only thing on my mind was how perfectly Luke and I moved together. He walked to the bedroom, setting me down gently and planting soft kisses on my neck while his hands moved to the hem of my shirt. He gave me a look for approval, and I nodded. He slipped it over my head, taking a moment to admire the view. He held my sides as he planted kisses on my chest, and I ran my fingers through his hair. He kept kissing down until he got to the waist band of my jeans, carefully unbuttoning them and sliding them down until I was left in nothing but my underwear in front of my friend. I sat up when I noticed him hesitate, and placed a hand on the back of his neck.
"Luke, I want this." I looked into those ocean eyes and he nodded with a small smile. I helped him discard his shirt and pants, then pulled him down into a kiss again, since I'd been missing his lips on mine. I slipped my tongue past his lips, grazing his lip ring and sending a shiver through me. His hand reached down and ran circles over my panties, making my hips buck slightly. I could feel him grin against my mouth, and I grinned back, grinding up against his hand to let him know to keep going. He pressed harder, and I moaned softly. His fingers slipped past the waistband, circling my clit before dipping a finger in my folds. I unintentionally pulled his hair a little harder than I meant to, and he groaned. The sound made me sigh in pleasure, and he slid a finger into my entrance, curling it slightly.
My head fell back against the pillow, and Luke took the opportunity to place kisses across my neck as he added a finger, working them quickly. The knot in my stomach was tightening, and I knew that he'd make my come soon. My breathing started to quicken, my legs clamping shut little by little as I reached that high. But he pulled out, using the hand to instead take off the rest of my clothes. I smiled at the thought of what was coming next, and pulled down his boxers until he sprang free. I kissed all over his scruffy jaw, leaving no part untouched as he lined up with me.
"Ready?" He asked quietly, and I kissed him hard to let him know I was. He pushed in gently, and I let out a sigh as he filled me perfectly. He waited a second before building to a steady rhythm. My hands were gripping his shoulders while our hips rocked together. My mouth was hung open in a silent moan while he grazed over my g-spot over and over. With a hand he traced over my bottom lip gently, just taking in how beautiful I looked to him in that moment.
"Luke, I-" I gasped, and he nodded.
"Stay with me." He muttered, picking up his pace slightly, making my stomach clench with the approaching high. He leaned towards me, his lips brushing against mine, and I dug my fingertips into his shoulders as I was thrown over the edge in pleasure. I moaned his name as I rode out the high. Luke was only a thrust behind, groaning as he came too, rocking his hips slowly as we both came back down. He laid down next to me, and I curled up against his chest. He wrapped one arm around me, lacing his fingers between mine with the other.
"Perfect fit." He whispered. I smiled and knew he meant more than just our hands.
"It is." I glanced up at him with a smile, and he kissed my forehead softly. I'd found my puzzle piece in my best friend. I gave his hand a gentle squeeze, a way to show him that I was never going to let him go.