Resistance • l.h.

Nineteen

Luke's hand was currently stroking my upper leg, and I felt my breathing get heavier.

I have to be dreaming. There was no way in hell-

I felt the hand reach a little farther, so that it was now drawing little circles on my inner thigh.

Moisture started to pool between my legs and I swallowed hard, trying not to let him know I was still awake. Every part of my body tingled with a strange feeling, as if there were tiny people dancing on top of my already sensitive skin.

Christ, what is this man doing to me? What is wrong with my body?

It's like my body is a flame, that only ignites for Luke, my step-father, of all people. I didn't know what it was about him. Maybe it was his existence, his eyes and plump lips. Maybe it was the way he laughs, or his cocky banter. Or maybe it was the rushing feeling or doing something wrong, something sinful. Why is it that the dark angels are always the most beautiful ones? The ones that you can never touch?

I couldn't help but moan softly at his maddening motions, only to feel the movements stop, much to my dismay.

I made out a noise that sounded like his low growl as he continued the movements, slowly driving me insane. I wanted more. I wanted to watch him do this to me as I writhed beneath him, due to his touch. I wanted, and wished, to see his face, his reaction as he watched me come undone.

His fingers grazed my area, still covered by the damn thin shorts I was wearing, and I almost bucked up.

"God!" I panted out loud, but it sounded more like a muffled cry; my core was on fire.

Luke stopped, pulling away for good now. I stayed completely still, slumping my body onto the seat, making it looked like I had just talked in my sleep.

"Shit," I heard him whisper while striking the car, inferring that it was the steering wheel. "What the hell am I doing?"

I don't know, I wanted to say. But next time, I don't want it to stop.

Hey guys. Sorry this was a bit short. Again, thank you so much for the support for this story. It makes me so happy to read the comments and crack up at the ridiculous things you guys say.

Also, I don't do this a lot, but I wanted to talk about a certain topic though, for those of you who care. Remember, this is my opinions only.
I never realized how much meeting 5sos and seeing them in person would cost. I always thought, it couldn't be more than 500 for a ticket to see them in concert AND meet them, but recently I realized to get front row seats, along with meet and greet, depending on where you are is almost 5000 dollars. Even regular seats, a good seat somewhere can be up to 250 dollars, which not everyone can afford.
These guys mean the world to me, but they are still only guys. They're human, and that's a freaking crazy amount of money to see someone for about three hours. I understand that they work incredibly hard, and they're very talented, and probably deserve it, I just still can't believe that a lot of people will never get the chance to even see them. I was going to go to see them in North Carolina but because of prices, and distance, I can no longer go, and it made me really mad.
So, to all the people who will never get to see their heroes live, I'm so sorry. To some people, 5sos are one of the only things that make them happy as well. I personally think it's really wrong and dumb for something like this to cost so much.
Again, it's my opinion. Thank you so much to the people who actually read this, or even take it into consideration. Love you, until next time.
-Chubbypandaz.