((a/n; there's probably gonna be some stolen smut here cause I laugh too hard everytime I write it, omg, but y'all probably think I'm starting them wayyyy too fast, but it's under control. Unlike Luke's dick.
whoops. I mean...whaaaaattt?))
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"kaelin rose. do you know how many times your school called me today? Get your ass home." I wrinkled my nose when my mother used my middle name, I hated it.
"well, she's pretty mad." I told Luke, when he exited the bathroom.
he ran his fingers through his damp hair, pushing it back, messily, "you can stay for a bit." he said quietly.
"sure." I smirked, and sat down on his bed, "come here."
"do you know how long I've waited for this?" he chuckled, pressing his lips to mine hungrily, I gasped as his tongue slipped and fought with mine.
he pulled back, slightly panting.
"off." he tugged at my shirt, pressing his warm lips onto mine.
I obeyed, pulled agar for a moment, and tugged my shirt over my head.
Luke moved his lips down my neck, I moaned lightly, tugging for his shirt to be removed.
What the hell was I doing?
"Luke." I moaned, trying my best to sound stern, but Luke getting the best of me.
he lightly sucked on the skin just below my collar bone, gripping my hips tightly.
he pulled away, pecking my lips once more.
"you wanna go any further?" his cheeks reddened, "or?"
I giggled, pulling him closer, "we need alcohol." I whispered.
"right," he chuckled, taking off his shirt and lightly kissing my lips, "I'll be right back."
I quickly took my leggings off, and draped them over his desk chair on my way to the washroom.
"kae?" Luke lightly tapped on the door, "you okay?"
"I'm good." I answered, lightly caressing the hickeys placed on my collarbone.
I've longed for these.
I opened the bathroom door and leaned against the bedroom doorframe.
"look who could finally make it." Luke handed me a beer, and grabbed my waist, "god you're so tiny." he commented, as his fingers traced the line of my underwear.
I took a deep breath and chugged half the beer, setting it down and pressing my lips to Luke's neck.
I could almost taste the beer on his breath, as I got closer to his lips.
"should we be doing this?" he asked quietly.
"I guess it's your choice." I mumbled in his ear, stepping away to check my phone.
it was only 1:30pm, and I had six texts and three missed calls from Michael.
michael/ asshole; where are you?
michael/ asshole; where's Luke?
michael/ asshole; he's with you right?
michael/ asshole; please tell me he is.
michael/ asshole; alright, answer me when you're done your business.
michael/ asshole; your moms pretty pissed btw. have fun. be safe.
me; stfu, he's with me.
I type, just before Luke snakes his arms around my waist.
I swing around, and gently press my lips to his.
"jump." he mumbles, and grabs ahold of my ass.
I jump, and wrap my legs around his waist, and my arms around his neck, keeping my lips in motion with his.
I moan as he lightly squeezes my ass, and he chuckles, and pulls away.
"boy, do I love this."
all I can do is moan in reaction to his comment.
"you too, eh?" he laughs again.
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oh Jesus.
so I actually wrote this whole piece of shit...sorry, I just thought the first a/n was funny as shit.
but I repeat, I did write this, and I did laugh a lot.
I think my mother is worried about me.
anywhore,
stay fresh bitches,
-kalllllll.
