venture • lrh

twenty-four

MAKEUP WITHOUT SEX

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Alexis runs her hands through her hair as she eventually finds the motivation to clean the house. She has finally gotten a wake-up call. She figured that after two weeks of Ashton being in the hospital and Luke being mad at her, it was time to get her shit together, finally. She had been a mess for a long time, and Alex loved her self-pity.

Today Ashton comes home since Luke decided to drive him home. That means that she has to clean the house because Ashton will end up in the hospital again once he sees the mess.

"Fucking hell," she mumbles when she puts all the dirty laundry in the washing machine. "Never knew I had that many clothes," she says to herself. Now that all the clothes are gone, she decides to sweep the floor, maybe even mop it as long as she has time.

On the other hand, Luke is waiting for Ashton to get all his shit. He got a hospital bag with all his clothes in it, but he has no idea where he left it. Luke isn't even going to help him look, and he doesn't feel like looking for shit that isn't his. Ashton should know where it is. He has only looked in the little bathroom and under the bed. Luke is busy stalking Alexis on Social Media.

He misses her and frankly can't stop thinking about her body. God, she looked so confident and so hot. He hasn't seen her upper body naked before. The time they fucked, she wore that dress. But Lord, does he want to see it again. He feels his cock throb at the idea of it, the memory of her. He looks up fast, but Ashton isn't in the room anymore. He has no clue how long he has been alone.

"I got it!" Ashton calls out, walking back into the room again—a signature smirk on his face. Luke looks up from his phone and notices the face. He either had the best orgasm ever, or he got someone's phone number. "Do you remember that nurse from earlier?" Luke nods at the question, not understanding where this will lead to. "She gives crazy good head," he smirks.

"Dude," Luke laughs. "For real?" Ashton nods proudly and shows his hospital bag. "And you lasted for how long? Five minutes?" 

"Shut up," Ashton chuckles. "She also had the bag and wanted me to follow her. I told her I wouldn't tell her she stole my shit if she gave me a mindblowing head." Luke can't help but laugh at his best friend. "I'm gonna change, and we can go right after." Luke grabs his phone once again and sees a message pop up.

FINLEY [13:30]
any chance you could stall a little? this place is a mess, and it's taking longer than i thought it would

HEMMINGS [13:35]
sure thing, finley
I think i'll drive past mcdonalds or something
you want something?

FINLEY [13:35]
you are a hero, thank you
and no thanks, i'm saving my money

HEMMINGS [13:35]
who said you were paying?

Alexis rolls her eyes at the text. She is damn hungry but doesn't want him to spend money on her. It's not necessary. She does need to finish cleaning up, though.

After what seems like hours, she is finally done and showered. If the house is clean, she needs to be clean as well. Once she wants to leave the steamy room, she hears voices from the living room. She thought they'd take longer, so she didn't bring any clothes. She groans, annoyed. Alexis dries herself off and wraps the towel around her body.

She opens the door, and both the guys look at her. Both their eyes are rolling over her towel-covered body. Luke wishes it would fall off her body. He wants to stay mad, but how can one stay mad at her? She ignores their looks and enters her room to change into something comfortable.