cake oneshots || book one

Can I Lick Your Thighs? (E)

Credit: clemmingshirwin

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"How about no," Luke groaned, his squished arms struggling to push the kiwi boy off of him.

"How about yes," Calum smiles wide and grabs lukes arms, pushing them down above his head.

"Youre so mean, barging in my room and jumping on me and shït," Luke stuck his tongue making Calum laugh, "Michael left, now i have no fifa buddy."

"Oh so im your rebound?" Luke pouted.

He kneed Calum in the dïck after a minute of thinking how he could get his boney ass off of his stomach.

"Dammit Luke!"

The blonde boy bursts out laughing, clutching his stomach and gasping for breath.

"Youre a fücking dork," Calum huffed, grabbing Luke's waist and pulling him on top of him.

"You love me."

"Very much so."

Luke giggled and looked down, realizing Calum was only in a t shirt and boxers.

"Were you and Michael playing fifa in your boxers again?"

"Of course, its our lazy fifa day," Calum said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Dork," Luke breathed.

Calum smiled and grabbed Luke's hands, forcing his fingers between his, "So, what are we doing today Lukey?"

"Well you said yourself it was a lazy day so, guess we can sleep around. We can play fifa if you want," Luke shrugs.

Calum sighs and brings one of their intertwined hands to his lips, kissing his boyfriends knuckles lightly. He bit and nibbled on them playfully, making Luke giggle, "quit it."

"Shut up."

Luke rolled his eyes and crawled off of Calum, but instead laid down beside him and threw a leg over his waist. Calum held the back of his thigh, rubbing the fabric there and leaning down to kiss his nose.

"You know what we should do today?" Calum mumbled, rubbing his nose against his boyfriends, earning a hum from him.

"We should just make out. All day."

Luke giggled and clutched Calum's shirt, "fine with me."

So having their plans confirmed, Calum kissed Luke softly. He always started out slowly, then added a little tongue and ran his hand through Luke's hair, pulling it to lick inside his mouth, basically sticking it down his throat.

"I love kissing you," Calum groans. He pulls back to catch his breath and to look in the baby blue eyes that were already staring into his.

Luke just smiled and took his leg off of Calum's waist so he could throw off his sweatpants.

"Now we're both in our shirts and boxers."

"Doofus."

Luke stuck his tongue out at him for what seemed like the hundredth time today.

Now that Luke's legs were exposed, Calum rubbed his palms over his milky thighs, "Fück i love your thighs."

"Mine?" Luke raised an eyebrow, "I fücking love yours!"

He blushed when he realized he said that a little too excitedly and slouched.

"Oh yeah?" Calum smirked.