Muke One-Shots

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*SMUT WARNING*

Luke's P.O.V

I giggled running up to my room bottle of vodka in my hand. I burst through the door before finding out that this was definitely not my room.

"Luke! What are you doing?!" Mikey screamed.

"N-Nothing, what are you d-doing?" I said calmly giggling a bit.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" He asked to which I shrugged. I looked down at his lamp, his laptop laying in it and an obvious bulge in his sweats.

"O-Oh..."I said going to turn around.

"Luke..."

"W-What?"

"Y-you don't have to leave, I mean unless you want to."

"O-Okay," I said smiling and walked over to his bed. "D-Do you want some?" I asked holding up the bottle of vodka.

"No, and you shouldn't be drinking it either,"he said sighing and getting up.
He grabbed the bottle out of my hand and sat it on the table. I pouted at him.

"Don't do that,"he told me.

"W-Why not?"

"Because you look hot,"he states

"D-Does it turn you on more?"

"Shut up Luke." I giggle as he plops back down on the bed.

"M-Mikey d-do you think penguins have knees?"

"What?"

"L-Like their l-legs are so s-small a-and don't really b-bend so d-do you think they have knees?"I explain.

"Luke please stop talking."

"B-But why?"I said pouting, maybe he doesn't like me.

"Because one you're saying weird shit and two your stutter is cute."

I smile a bit standing up.

"D-Do you w-want me t-to leave s-so you can finish?"I ask.

"Or you could help me,"he said smirking. I feel my cheeks heat up as I shrug my shoulders.

"I..w-what..what d-do I do?"

"C'mere,"he said motioning me to sit in his lap. He was sitting up with his back against the head bored as I crawled over to him. I straddled him, and he let out a quiet groan as my butt touched the bulge in his pants.

"Move your hips baby,"he told me.

I slowly moved myself around so that I was grinding down on him. He let out a low grown placing his hands on my hips and making me go faster. Soon I felt myself grow hard as well letting out a small moan. Michael smirked at that.

He picked me up and flipped us over so that he was on top. He instantly went to sucking on my neck searching for my sweet spot. I felt him smirk against my skin when I let out a small moan. He grabbed the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head and throwing it mindlessly across the room. I had sobered up a bit throughout all of this. He leaned down and kissed me roughly. His left hand was holding him up while his right hand trailed down my torso. I felt him begin to palm me through my sweats and I gasped.

He pulled away from the kiss and stared at me still palming me.

"M-Mikey I...uhh s-stop s..ahh."

"Why do you want me to stop darling?"

"N-No stop s-staring a-at me-ahhuhh."

"Why baby?"he asked picking up the pace of his movements.