Nothing But You [COMPLETED]

Give It A Rest

After they slept for a bit, and woke up just before breakfast, Brad realised they hadn't got dressed after last night.

And waking up with a naked Luka was a new kind of morning he hoped he would be having for a very long time.

His hands slid over her stomach, her thighs, his lips trailing lines over her shoulders until she twisted round to face him and he could kiss her lips. His fingers made their way to his new single favourite place and he quickly brought her to another orgasm. When he tried to move down the bed to taste her, she stopped him. It turns out that Luka wasn't the only one that came prepared. She produced another condom, shoving him onto his back, flicking her hair over her shoulder and raking her tongue down his chest.

He just let her take charge. He fucking loved it. After all those days of feeling like shit trying to not make a move on her, to not give away how he felt, to driving himself crazy imagining how she would feel, he was fucking loving it. He loved the fact that his little crush on the pink haired gorgeous goddess had suddenly led into watching her on top of him. He loved that he could look down and see his cock disappearing into her mouth. He loved that she wanted this too.

After another round of learning each other's bodies, she dragged them both to the shower, which he thoroughly enjoyed, despite the fact that she slapped his hands every time they wandered. It seems she was only there to get washed, much to his disdain.

She (annoyingly) got dressed after their shower, although Brad did try his best to stop that from happening. He tried to steal her clothes, smiling as she chased him around the room. He tackled her to the bed for another round of naked making out before she slipped out from underneath him and stole her clothes back. She managed to eventually push him out of the door, heading back to the band's rooms to wake them up for breakfast. But not before warning him not to say anything to the boys about last night. He responded by pushing her against the corridor wall and kissing her senselessly, before she dragged him into the guys' room.

"Time to get up BOOOOYSSSS!" She sang as she swung their doors open, Brad following behind her, running his hands through his hair to try and disguise the fact that Luka's fingers had just messed it up. Three varying groans emanated from the beds, and Luka decided to be super annoying and start opening the curtains.

"Can you fucking not!" Tris yelled, pulling the duvet over his face to block out the light.

"Breakfast finishes in 30 minutes, so if you guys want any form of sustenance, yall need to get your asses out of bed." She replied before jumping on top of Tris and James, making them shout out in irritation. Then Tris' arm appeared from under the duvet, and wrapped around her waist.

"I've got her, shove something in her mouth." Tris ordered to James, who laughed and pulled one of his pillows out from under his head and slapped it over her face.

"Did it." James laughed before yawning. Luka launched the pillow off her head, onto the floor, then jumped off the bed and headed over to Connor's bed while Brad settled in on one of the sofa chairs, watching the entire spectacle.

Luka jumped in next to Connor and hugged the duvet-covered lump.

"Connnnooooooooooorrrrrr!" She sang to him, only to be met with a loud grunt. "Connnoorrrr wake upppppp!"

"Why are you so chirpy?" He groaned. "Some of us have hangovers."

"Well that's your own fault. Come on. Fry up is awaiting." She grinned as she pulled the covers off him, revealing a rather pale, mussed up looking Connor underneath.

Brad clapped his hands together before standing up.

"Come up, get some joggers on, let's get some food. Then we can all come back here and flob." Brad coaxed his friends, who all looked at him like he'd grown two heads.