Inhumanly Handsome {Muke/Cashton}

If I open my eyes, I might wake up.

AN/ I lied, this isn't the smut chapter, this is the intro to the smut chapter :p turns out there's 4 date chapters and not 3 :D hehehehehe ENJOY!!

"Lie down with me." Michael instructed after we'd finished the bottle and both of us changed into sweats and t-shirts. I moved over and lied down, Michael grabbed another blanket and lay it over us both.

"I'm sorry that you're going to be cold but I just really want to feel you against me." Michael sighs, looking at the goosebumps that ran up and down my arms. I had my head on a pillow that was pushed up against the balcony railing, Michael had another pillow and he lay his head on it, I turned, wrapping my arms around him.

We just lay there in silence looking up as the sky darkened and the stars came out, Michael started randomly naming constellations and I smiled because he sounded so happy to be telling me all of this.

"You seem to know a lot about the stars." I whisper, not wanting to break the silence.

"I spent a lot of nights awake, so I learnt some things to keep myself busy when I wasn't out hunting." Michael admits, his voice so low and soothing. I look up at him from my position on his chest, he was staring up at the sky, the moonlight making his green eyes sparkle like all the constellations he just named were residing in his eyes. He was smiling and his skin seemed to glow, the paleness matching the white of the moon. His eyebrow piercing sparkled and his green hair was all over the place but somehow it still looked amazing. I enjoyed the view of the curve of his lips, and the way his long lashes would brush his cheekbone as he blinked, which he really didn't need to do but it was a habit now from training on it so long as he told me.

Michael started telling me more about the constellations and I watched as his eyes moved to look at whatever he was telling me about. I watched his perfectly shaded pink lips move as he spoke, how his tongue would lick his bottom lip and then stay in the corner before he started talking again. His soothing voice sounded like  a sweet melody that was slowly pulling me into the darkness of slumber but I willed my eyes to stay open.

"Sleep baby, I know you're tired." Michael whispers to me.

"No, I want to look at you some more." I admit to him, he chuckles and moves over.

"Sleep baby, I'll be here when you wake up." He says to me, nudging his nose against mine lightly.

"Can I get a goodnight kiss?" I ask him, he smiles so sweetly before leaning in. Our lips touched, making a small whimper leave my body because damned I'd been staring at his lips for what seems like ages and I wanted to feel them so bad. I would have been fine with a simple goodnight kiss and I figured that was all I was going to get, Michael however had other plans. He pressed his lips against mine in an urgent manner, needy and full of want for my lips to mold with his and move against his just as badly as his moved against mine.

Michael moved to lie on top of me, positioning himself between my legs, his tongue slid over my lips so I parted them for him. I could never get enough of the feeling of his cold tongue roaming my mouth, or the way he would pull back to nibble on my bottom lip, sucking my lipring between his lips and playing with it before dominantly pushing his tongue back into my mouth. I moaned as he started grinding down onto me, I bucked my hips for more friction. The sounds emitting from Michael made me get so much harder for him, he didn't moan like I dreamed he did. Oh no, Michael would growl and hiss, animalistic was the only way to describe the noises coming from his lips.

"Luke." He groaned as I sunk my teeth into his bottom lip, willing myself not to scream at the movements he was making. There was an awful ripping noise and I felt cold, it didn't take long for my mind to register the fact Michael has just ripped my t-shirt off of me. The pieces of fabric being thrown away somewhere in the distance, another ripping noise and Michael's lips left mine. He attached his lips to my neck and then he started kissing down my chest, his cold fingers running up and down my sides like he desperately wanted to touch me and never let my skin loose the touch of his.

"M-michael." I moaned as he sucked hickey's up and down my torso.

"Scream all you want baby, nobody's around for miles." He tells me, cold breath running over my chest that was rising and falling quickly. To others that might have been creepy but for me, it just turned me on even more.

"Don't stop touching me Michael." I begged him because I felt warm, and I hated feeling warm because that meant Michael wasn't with me. I held my eyes closed, not wanted to open them and realize this was a dream.

"Luke, baby. I'll fuck you senseless if I don't stop." Michael says, his body pressed back against mine, his lips right next to my ear. I felt his naked torso on mine, his hard on pressing against mine as he grinded ever so slowly against me.

"Fuck me so hard I won't walk straight for a week." I whispered to him, he moved away from me.

"Look at me baby." He whispered.

"If I open my eyes I might wake up." I admitted my fear to him.

AN/ So apiligies for not updating yesterday, the janoskianator meet up was awsome and I made new friends :p the easter vacay is over tomorrow and I'm going on the hunt for a weekend job :s but I'll still be updating on a near daily basis (so unless something comes up it'll be daily)

Do you uderstand Luke's fear of opening his eyes??