venture • lrh

nineteen

MORNING MOODS

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Ashton sneaks up into her room. He knows he shouldn't be doing this for privacy reasons. It's early in the morning, and he's got to go to school. He just needed to ensure they were okay and whether Luke went home. It's something he didn't hear them moan, but little does he want to know the tiny details. He'd be there if either one wanted to tell him, but he wouldn't like to guess according to the sounds they would possibly make.

His head peaks through the door as his wet locks leave drops on the floor. A smile appears on his face as they are tangled up together. The blanket wrapped under them had probably fallen from moving. His arms are on her tiny body, and both have messy hair. He walks into the room and grabs the laptop on the bed. He grasps it to put it on the nightstand.

They look adorable together. He grabs his phone to snatch a quick picture and chuckles softly at the image. He's definitely going to keep those safe. Right before he leaves the room, he notices a dark spot on Alexis' neck. He takes a step closer to see it's a big-ass hickey.

Yeah, never mind, he needs to know what happened because he hasn't heard a thing, and Luke wouldn't be able to stop. He is too weak for that - according to Ashton, at least. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fucked her while she was totally shitfaced.

He closes the door and leaves to go to college.

Alexis turns around on Luke's body, her stomach now on his instead of her back. Her lips are slightly parted, and I'd be lying if I say there's no drool. Luke's arms tighten around her body, and some snores leave his mouth. Alexis unconsciously grabs the blanket, feeling chills on her body.

She groans, aggravated when she can't pull it over her body. She slightly opens one eye to see what the fuck happened to the blanket. Once she notices a glimpse of the blanket, she groans, even more annoyed. At that exact moment, she becomes aware of the little snores she's hearing, which causes her to look up. A tiny smile creeps up her lips.

She tries to pull the blanket from underneath their bodies, but it's impossible to get it out. He is so peacefully asleep, but she is literally freezing. "Hemmings," she whispers softly. Yet, the snores are louder than her calling his name. "Hemmings," she tries again. "For god's sake," she mumbles.

"Mhm," he moans.

"Please get your ass up. I'm cold," he grabs the blanket from underneath them and places it over both of them. "Thank you," she says. He hums and holds her again. He's still very much asleep, but somehow he's awake.

After several hours, they both wake up again, still in each other's arms. Alexis stretches herself and looks up to find Luke looking at her. "That's just creepy," she says. He chuckles and places a kiss on her hair.

"Did you know you snore a little?" He asks her.

"Way to start a fucking day," she groans, stepping out of bed.

"C'mon, Finley," Luke sighs softly. His voice is more profound and more hoarse since he had just woken up. But he heard the little snores and couldn't help but adore them. "It's cute." He grabs her wrist and looks up and down her body, covered in most of his clothes. "That's it..! You have this morning mood thing going on." He states.

"Just..." She groans, annoyed, and leaves the room. Luke keeps lying on the bed, confused if he did anything wrong. He checks his phone to find a message from his lovely stepbrother.

CLIFFORD [02:31]
Fucking yet another bitch? Your dad's pissed.

Luke rolls his eyes at the message. His father was never a big fan of him being such a player, but what can he say? He loves sex. There's no denying that.