Escape To Paradise | l.h.

{Wylie}

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Fuuuuck, I have a one way ticket to hell, boarding now, mME😭 warning: smut.
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I swallow hard not having the voice to answer him. My head nods before my mouth could protest and a small part of me wanted to resist. My body speaks the words I could form and takes his hand in mine. Ashton and Michael had closed off the stairs leading to the upstairs with streamers. Instead of going through them like spies avoiding those red lasers, Luke wastes no time breaking the colorful wall and dragging me up the stairs. Neither one of us were completely drunk but we weren't sober either. Some might think what we were about to do was stupid because we only rekindled our friendship a couple weeks ago. But it felt right. At this moment as Luke kicks open our door and slams me against it connecting our lips, I was certain of one thing and one thing only, and that was that I fell in love with Luke.
"Luke." I groan as his lips suck and his tongue dances wildly over my sweet spot on my neck.
"Jump." He growls.
I do as I'm told and jump wrapping my shaking legs around his waist. His arms latch around me tightly securing me against his hot warm body. My hands tug at his hair messing it up as he continues his previous encounter on my neck. Moaning and panting, he throws me roughly on the bed. Opening my closed eyes, his posture becomes dominating, controlling and I learned I loved it. He licks his bottom lip gazing down at me with virtually black eyes. Quickly, he hovers over my needy body. My hands shake as I unbutton his black flannel. Once I get that off, I swiftly pull of his white t shirt throwing it carelessly across the room.
I found his touch intoxicating. The way his finger tips glide over my body as he takes my shirt off and how they draw patters on my bare stomach as his lips trail butterfly kisses in the valley of my breasts. I suck in a sharp breathe once he pops the skin of my stomach from his mouth and blows cool air over it. I never pegged luke as being experienced and I wasn't complaining. He looks at me lovingly as he slowly pulls down my thong and shorts not even bothering unbuttoning them. As he does, his lips follow behind the path of my shorts until he drops them to the ground. He kisses back up both of my legs and stop before he gets to my core where I needed him the most now. He stands up unbuttoning his pants, leaving his boxers on as he steps uncordinatingly out of his black tight pants. The sight in front of me had my body begging, the drinks and pot brownies only enhance this experience from me and according to Luke's friend, he's just as excited as I am. I feel drinker then I had before we got here.
He hovers back hover me kissing my lips passionately as his hands struggle getting underneath me. I arch my back purposely grinding my hips up into in causing a low long groan to escape his lips. He unclasps my bra throwing it beside the bed. His eyes trail down the space between our bodies.
"Fuck." His head falls onto my shoulder and his body tenses on top of me.
"What?" I ask breathlessly.
"I-I-I can't do this." He whispers, his voice muffles into my shoulder.
"Why?" My stomach drops and my face heats up with embarrassment. "We both want this."
"I do want this." He gets off of me siting on the edge of the bed. I cover myself with the white sheet underneath me scooting my back against the head board. "I just can't." He holds his head in his hands giving out an exasperated sigh.
"I'll understand if you tell me why. Fuck, I'm naked for god sakes. Worked up and shit. I deserve an explanation."
"After our gig ashton got a call from this dude named John. He's a producer and the head of Hi or Hey Records." He says quietly.
"Is that all?" I whisper furrowing my eyebrows more confused then ever.
"No." He shakes his head. "He wants to sign our band." He says disappointingly. "We leave in two weeks." He whispers the last part but I heard him clear enough.
"And you didn't tell me?" I shout throwing my hands down on the bed. "Why would you keep something like that from me?"
"Because I fucking promised you I wasn't leaving!" He stands up yelling. "I swore to you I'd be right fucking here! Right beside you! Now I have to leave for two years! Two fucking years I'll be gone. If I sleep with you now, I'm fucked!" He paces back and forth breathing heavily. I stand up stopping him with my small hand on his chest more calm then I was seconds ago.
"Calm down." I say quietly.
"How can I? How can you be so calm?"
"Because I fucking know you'll be back!" I shout. "I know you'll come back to me." My voice cracks as I wrap my naked body around me holding him flush against me.
He doesn't reply, not because he thought I was wrong but because he knew I was right and could find any other words to say. I place my quivering lips on his kissing him deeply. I still wanted this and by the way his hands travel up as down my body, he did to. The back of my knees his the side of the back while I was us back to the bed. I fall bringing him with me. He looks at me deeply as I nod slowly biting my lip. My fingers slip into the sides of his boxers pulling them slowly down his toned legs. I flip us over so I'm now on top of him in between his legs. I run my finger tips up and down his thighs causing him to shiver slightly.
"Do something please." He begs.
I grab him pumping slowly as one of his hands grabs my hair making a makeshift pony tail in his calloused hands. I kiss his tip, placing short soft kisses all the way down and back up. I lick a long strip to kiss tip and place a wet kiss on his tip once again. I crawl up him, my loose hair dragging lightly over his body as I do so. I kiss him hard letting him know things will be okay because everything would.
His hands guide me over him slowly. His fingers dig into my hips as he lowers me down on him. Both of us let out desperate sighs of relief. I wait a few moments to move adjusting to him. Once comfortable, I attach my lips to his moving my hips slowly. I bite his bottom lip pulling it gently. Releasing his lips an speeding up a little but I connect our forehead as my hands hold me up on his chest. His arms pull me down against him, his thrust meeting my hips. His arms wrap around my body. His lips suck at my neck. Within seconds, he thrusts harder and harder. The I'm becomes hot and all we could hear were our heavy needy breathes and moans. It was music to my ears in its most natural form. His thrust become sloppier as he hits me in just the right spots. I scream his name and arch my back as complete and pure euphoria takes over every single inch of my body. He pulls out quickly getting all of him on the floor once he turned on his side. I scoot closer to him draping an at over his side and kissing the back of his sweaty neck.
"I love you Luke Hemmings." I whisper in a scratchy voice.
He turns on his back pulling me into his chest letting out a content sigh. "I love you Wylie Able."

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This was hard to write because originally I was gonna have them fight or something but the song Or Nah the remix came on and I just went with it ad it just inspired this.
Dear lord set me on fire and show me the error of my ways😭
I hope you all like it. I'm shit at writing sexual things so thanks for reading it.
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