"Luke, I need you." you murmured, pulling him aside, away from the band, your eyes desperately trying to look away from his exposed chest. "Now you need me, huh?" he asked, smirking with his lower lip held between his teeth, hinting at what you said the previous night when you guys had a fight, something along the lines of "Fuck off, Luke. I don't need this."
"Is this your form of revenge? Because it was your fault. YOU wanted to get drunk with 50 billion girls and none of them were me." you whispered, Luke's loose grip on your waist guiding you out of the room, towards his dressing room. "I told you I was sorry. I had to go with the band, babe." he replied, quietly closing the door behind you guys, squeezing your waist before pressing you into the wall, his lips hovering over yours, "Do you want me to make it up to you, princess? Spoil you a little...?" Luke whispered, his thumb brushing your lips, lingering on your lower lip for a little too long.
His other hand slipped under your shirt, fiddling with the button on your jeans as he pressed his lips to the side of your neck, placing a hard kiss on it, licking the spot before sucking on it again, "Do you want me to show you just how sorry I am, babygirl?" he murmured against your wet skin, pressing his lip ring down on your neck so he could kiss you again, a low moan leaving your lips. "Can I take that as a yes, beautiful?" he asked, undoing the button on your jeans, then unzipping them, and you nodded hurriedly, "Show me, Luke.." "Anything for you, princess." Luke answered, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.
You tangled your hands into his hair, watching him sinking to his knees in front of you, his fingers carefully pulling your jeans down, letting you hold his shoulders as he pulled them off, throwing them aside. He pressed his lips to your lower stomach, pressing small, wet kisses to it, his fingers drawing small, hard circles on top of your panties, your hands finding their way to his hair again as you felt yourself getting wetter with every kiss.
Luke hooked his fingers into your panties, then looked up at you through his eyelashes, "May I, baby?" he whispered, rubbing his stubble to your outer thigh. "Yes, please..." you moaned, trying to not let your eyes close when he bit on your thigh, then sucked on it as he slowly pulled your panties down, tossing them behind him. "I'm going to make you feel so fucking good, princess." Luke murmured, his lips hovering over your slit, his hand guiding your knee over his shoulder as he pressed a kiss to your core, licking you up once, and you could feel him smirking at how wet he could make you in seconds.
He dragged his lips to your inner thigh, sucking on it as his fingers trailed up to your clit, squeezing it softly before pressing his thumb down on it hard enough for you to already moan out a swear, encouraging Luke to gently bite on your thigh. He drew slow, hard circles on your clit, a wet kiss on some part of your thigh following every circle until you dug your nails into Luke's hair, balling up your fists in his hair.
"F-Fuck, Luke... I cant..." you breathed out, Luke smirking against your inner thigh when he felt it shake as he rubbed faster on your clit, his other hand carefully holding your waist and pulling you down so you were sitting with your legs apart and Luke between them, his thumb still pressing down on your clit but his forehead now resting against yours. "I fucking hate you..." you moaned, biting on Luke's lower lip, flicking your tongue over his lip ring, Luke smirking as he pressed two fingers down on your clit, "Is that why you're moaning into my lips, princess?" Luke asked, pressing his lips to yours.
His fingers rubbed your slit, gathering your juices, before pressing the wetness to your clit, squeezing it, then pressing down on it again, rubbing faster on it this time. "Fuck, Luuuke..." you moaned, pressing your lips to his collar bone, your fingers tangling into the ends of his hair as his lips found the sweet spot on your neck again.
"I need you to be quiet, baby... Everyone's next door, okay?" Luke whispered, pressing two fingers on your clit, flicking it once, then rubbing it again, his other hand resting on your inner thigh, squeezing it when he felt it shake, knowing you were close.
"You're the only girl who gets to cum to my fingers, princess.. Come on, baby..." Luke murmured, rubbing your clit one last time as you bit down on his shoulder, reaching your peak, muffling your moans into his skin, feeling Luke slowing down on your clit and start running his hands along your slit while you rode out your high.
Luke slowly leaned down, licking you clean, then kissing your sensitive clit, flicking his tongue over it when your jerked your hips up towards him, letting out a final moan.
Your eyes fluttered open as Luke sat up, his lips curled up into a small smirk. "I'm so sorry, princess. I love you so fucking much. I promise." Luke whispered, running his hands through your hair, touching his forehead to yours. "I love you too, Luke.." you replied, cupping his cheeks in your hands and pressing your lips to his.
"You're going to have to button that shirt up, by the way." you said, your eyes flicking to the marks on his neck and collar bone, Luke's eyes going to your neck, a silly grin playing on his lips, "You're not going to be able hide that." he replied, pecking your nose, then wrapping his arms around you, "I'm going to go on stage with a hard on tonight so round 2 when we get back to the hotel?" Luke asked, smiling into a quick kiss, "Fuck yeah." you whispered, pressing yourself closer to Luke's lips.
