"Sweet Dreams" Muke au

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A.N. A little smutty, not full on.

Michael: I just realized I never even got your name

Coffee Cutie: Ha it's Luke :)

Michael: cute

Luke: Just like you ;)

Michael: I get off at 5. I guess we'll have to get dinner instead or lunch.

Luke: I'll pick you up :p

Michael: :3

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As it got closer to five o'clock, Michael focused more on the door than his job. When the bell on the door jingled, he spun around, smiling ridiculously.

"Hi, Mikey." Luke laughed and Michael gushed at the nickname.

"Hey, luke." He smiled absurdly as the blonde boy took his hand.

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They ended up walking to wherever it was they were going and Michael had forgotten to ask where that was. He was distracted by Luke's hand in his and the smile on his lips.

"Where are we going, Luke?" Michael looked up hopefully, Luke was a few inches taller than him.

Luke smirked, "I thought we'd just go back to my place, is that cool?" He winked and Michael took a sharp breath. He knew what Luke meant, he wasn't even trying to be subtle. Even though he wasn't sure he wanted to, Michael smirked back and gave Luke his best bedroom eyes. All that did was make him feel like and idiot.

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Luke whipped out his keys and without fumbling around like Michael would have, he opened the door of his tiny apartment. As soon as they were both inside, Michael was pushed against the door, slamming it shut. The boys' lips molded together harshly, wasting no time deepening the kiss. Michael held the back of Luke's neck, their tongues exploring each other. Michael felt uneasy as Luke ripped his own shirt off, but he shook it off, knowing it was what he'd wanted for six months. Groaning in annoyance, Luke took a hold of Michael's waist and forced it closer to his own, before removing his shirt as well. Michael moaned and pushed his hips even further into the other boy's.

Luke pulled his lips away, with a wine from Michael, grabbed him by the wrist and guided him to another room. When he turned back, Michael could see the lust in his eyes, and Luke could see the passion in his. Both of them worried about the others true intentions.

Luke only wanted to fuck this boy then never see him again. He knew it might be weird if he continued to get his coffee in the shop where Michael worked, but he didn't mind.

Michael knew he wouldn't want to be with him after this. He knew it was just a one night stand, but the heat he was feeling from Luke and his own body was enough to cover the nagging disappointment.

Luke left Michael on the bed without a word and moved to the dresser. Shivering from the lack of clothing he had on, Michael tried to keep himself calm as he watched his crush pull a condom from a drawer followed by a bottle of lube.

"I assume you'll be topping." Michael let out a chuckle that was followed by a short, throaty laugh from Luke. He turned back around to the boy on his bed and said nothing but did give him a quick and seductive wink.

When the blonde climbed back into the bed and hovered over him, Michael reluctantly skipped his lips and went straight for the button on his black jeans. Luke raised his eyebrows at his eagerness but attached his mouth onto the boy's pale neck. A quick moan from Michael let him know he found his sweet spot. He stopped exploring and focused there.

Michael made a short grunt and flipped the two of them over before pulling Luke's jeans down his legs. Luke pulled him back down the kiss him hard. He pulled Michael's bottom lip between his teeth, coaxing another moan from him. Annoyed at the slow pace their hook-up was going he pushed his hands into the waistband of Michael's jeans to convince him to remove them. It didn't take long before Michael got up to throw them off of himself.

The two were left in their boxers when a female voice rang through the small apartment.

"Luke? Are you home yet, I got Chinese!" The fire in Michael heart and stomach was smothered by the silk in her voice, she sounded beautiful.

"Fucking hell." Luke whispered impossibly quiet and pushed Michael from him immediately. "I'm in the bedroom give me a minute!" He cursed more under his breath as he hurriedly put his clothes back on. He seemed to have forgotten Michael was even there. Until he looked back up at him. Michael had decided he should put his clothes on to, not wanting to be caught in his underwear, when Luke began to push him towards the door.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Michael whisper-yelled, matching Luke's volume from before. Luke just hits him on the back of his head and whispers a quick 'shut up'. 

Michael was pushed across the hall, in front of him stood a silver elevator that matched the buildings lobby. The doors opened and Michael stumbled in, followed by his shirt, thrown by Luke. 

Once Luke was sure Michael was down a few floors and gone for good he made his way into the kitchen to greet his girlfriend.

OOO getting a little saucey I see hmmm

WOW guys I am so sorry I did not realise it has been about a month since I updated. Well here's one