Precious Virtue ✓

Chapter 21: Master Of The Arts

Precious Virtue

Chapter XXI: Master Of The Arts

[Adrien's POV]

"Okay, we should really be getting up now," I urged, breathless, as Luka planted kisses along the side of my neck. His hand was wrapped around my waist as we lay on his bed, holding me flush against him with my back against his chest. "I told my mom I'd be home before lunchtime—"

"Relax, babe. It's still early. We have time." He whispered against my ear. He turned my head to plant his lips against mine, while he reached down to hike up one of my legs. He slid his hand between my legs. I gasped as he rubbed his fingers over my entrance, before shoving two of his fingers inside of me in one go.

"Y-your mom is home, you know!" I said in a loud whisper, my voice shaky from fighting back the moan that wanted to escape.

Luka smirked. "You'll just have to be quiet then, huh baby?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. My glare completely melted away as he curled his fingers inside of me, drawing another gasp from my lips. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, struggling to hold back the series of gasps and groans that threatened to escape me, as Luka added another finger. His fingers were now covered in slick, making the glide of his thrusts quicker and easier.

"So wet already, and I've barely started touching you." Luka teased. His eyes were focused on me, his gaze not leaving mine as he fucked me on his fingers. My cheeks flushed bright red, and as much as I wanted to tear my gaze away from him in embarrassment, I didn't. "You're hard too, and I haven't even touched you there either."

"J-Just shut up and get inside me already, will you?"

"I'm already inside you, baby." He smirked, emphasizing his point by thrusting his fingers in deeper. That time, I couldn't stop the groan that slipped out of me.

"You know what I mean!" I said in a shaky voice.

"I don't know what you mean." Luka hummed. "Why don't you tell me exactly what you want, lovely."

My heart pounded in my chest, voice caught in my throat. Fuck, why did it have to be so embarrassing, to say what you want out loud? I would never get used to it, no matter how many times Luka has made me vocalize my wants in bed by now.

"I-I want your cock inside me." I stammered, my face red and hot to the touch. Luka smiled at me, pressing a kiss behind my ear.

"Now, that wasn't so hard, now was it, baby?"

"Stop teasing me and just fuck me, please, Luka." I groaned.

"Alright lovely, hold on." Luka laughed, pulling his fingers out of me. I watched while taking heavy breaths as Luka sat up slightly, and reached over me to grab a condom from his nightstand drawer. He pulled the rubber out from the packet and slid it onto himself.

Luka laid back down, spooning me from behind as he held my leg up with one hand, guiding himself between my legs. I moaned as Luka slid his cock all the way inside of me, hips flush against my backside.

"Remember to be quiet, baby," Luka whispered against my ear, goosebumps shooting up my spine. I barely had time to reply before Luka started fucking into me at a hard and quick pace, knocking the breath out of me.

I pressed my head back against the pillow while gripping it tightly, holding back the moans that bubbled up in my throat, only allowing for soft gasps to escape. I could hear Luka's heavy breaths and groans against my ear, making my cheeks flush and my heart pound harder against my chest.

Luka perched himself up on his elbow and pushed me down so that I was laying on my stomach, leg bent towards my chest, cheek pressed into the pillow. He hooked his leg over my hip, his hand gripping my waist as he fucked into me harder. I tightened my hold on the bedsheets and gasped, the new angle allowing Luka to fuck me deeper than before.