You and Luke were on the couch stuffing your faces with take out. All day you had been really... well "thirsty"- as today's urban youth would say. But when you would try to hint it to Luke, he wouldn't really notice. So, you thought you would try to turn him on.
"Hey babe?" you asked.
"Yeah?"
"You wanna make out?"
"Sure," he said with a laugh.
You got on his lap and wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck. You started kissing him sweetly.
The sweetness soon turning into roughness. You bit his lip ring, knowing how much he loved it. You ran your fingers through his hair. You tugged at his shirt, soon taking it off of him.
"Did I do it?" You asked through the kiss.
"Do what?"
"Turn you on?"
"H*ll yes," he said with a chuckle.
