Luke Hemmings imagines

Best friends brother

You were sleeping over at your best friend's house. Well, she was sleeping. You couldn't sleep, so you decided you needed a glass of water and headed down the hall to the kitchen.You were surprised to see that you weren't alone. "Luke!" you exclaimed in surprise, seeing your best friend's brother standing by the fridge in his pajama pants. "Y/n!" He says, equally surprised, "I, uh, I didn't know you were over." His eyes travel from your face down and back up. Suddenly you become aware that you are wearing only yoga pants and a sports bra. The two of you look at each other for a minute before you clear your throat. "Uh, what's up?" Luke asks lamely. "Couldn't sleep," you say with a shrug. "Me either," Luke responds. You nod, all too aware of the uncomfortable tension between the two of you. Luke was only a year older than you and you had had a thing for him for a few years now, but you never planned to act on it. He was your best friend's brother! It was Luke's turn to clear his throat, bringing you back to reality. "So how's your band thing?" you ask, "Aren't you going to America soon?" "Ya we actually leave in a few days," Luke responds, You can tell he's excited. "You guys are pretty big now!" You state. "I mean, I know all the girls would love to have you," you add, feeling your cheeks heat up. "All the girls?" Luke asks quietly. You meet his eyes and nod . A smirk plays across his face. "If - if you can't sleep," Luke says quietly, running a nervous hand through his hair, "Maybe you could come help me pack?" You can tell that Luke has no intention of packing tonight, but you don't care. You nod and he leads you back down the hall to the room next to your friends - his room. You follow him in and he immediately shuts the door behind you, slamming you against it and kissing you hard. He kisses up your jaw, nibbling lightly at your sweet spot. You moan quietly. His lips reach your ear and he whispers, "You're gonna have to bite back your moaning, y/n, my little sister is sleeping." You push your hips forward so they grind against his own as he lets out a breathy moan. You grip his hair and pull his head down so his ear is level with your lips. "My best friend is asleep, Luke, control your moaning," you whisper into his ear before nibbling it gently and returning to his lips. "Your best friend's brother, y/n?" Luke spoke softly before kissing your neck, He pulled away and leaned over you saying, "what a naughty, sneaky girl. Someone needs to teach you a lesson."