heavy dirty soul| muke

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huit (Luke's outfit top/side)
Dedicated to MukeImpact bc she's a cutie pie

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Luke swayed his hips to the rhythm coming through the speakers he had set around the apartment a few months ago. He was making his morning coffee, even tho he secretly hated how it tasted he still drank it.

Luke grabbed his sunglasses from the counter, and sat down on his couch waiting for Claudia to arrive. They had planned on going shopping for new clothes, Luke picked out a simple outfit for that occasion.

A pair of high waisted baby blue pants, a satin crop top with a certain design on it, and see-through socks with white hearts and frills.

Luke's phone vibrated from under his thigh, making him feel chills down his spine. He looked to see who was it, secretly praying it was Claudia so they could get going. But the blonde was greeted with a text message from someone unexpected, Michael.

Luke bit his lips debating whether he should seenzone the guy, or answer and sound desperate.

From: Mike 🍆
Are you busy today?

From: Mike 🍆
Dude at least turn off your read receipts if you're gonna ignore someone.

To: Mike 🍆
I'm doing it on purpose you idiot.

From: Mike 🍆
lowkey wow.

To: Mike 🍆
Why are you even texting me? It's been like 4 days since I last saw you. Aren't I a 'one night thing'?

From: Mike 🍆
Someone seems salty.

Luke scoffed, locking his phone and stuffing it in his pocket leaving the black haired boy having a one sided conversation.

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Luke shuffled through Claudia's hallway that lead to the living room, carrying about 9 shopping bags. The blonde placed the bags onto the ground and flopped onto the couch, stretching his body.

"Luke, I wanna go blond."

Luke looked at Claudia, who was picking at her pink nails, with a questioning look on his face.

"What's with the sudden urge to go blond? Huh?"

Claudia shrugged, turning the tv on even tho no one was actually gonna watch it. Luke groaned feeling his phone vibrate for the millionth time, he pulled it out of his pocket seeing all his messages were from Michael.

The blonde went through the messages, stumbling upon a picture of Michaelーwell it was his dick.

"Fuck." Luke whispered, he brought his thighs together feeling the blood rush to his lower region.

Luke stood up and rushed to the nearest bathroom, he closed the lid and sat on it. Hurriedly sending a text to Michael.

To: Mike 🍆
WHAT THE FUCK

From: Mike 🍆
what?

To: Mike 🍆
Don't 'what' me

From: Mike 🍆
Whatever I'm going to sleep.

To: Mike 🍆
You can't just go now..

To: Mike 🍆
cmon daddyy

incoming call from Mike 🍆

Luke looked at his phone for a second, smirking proudly.

"Hi daddy."

"I wanna bend you over the sink and fuck you."

Luke bit his lips, slowly unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them. He slid his hand into his panties, giving himself a few tugs for relief.

"I'd love th-at." Luke's voiced cracked unintentionally, the blonde could hear Michael cussing under his breath.

"Baby boy, did I allow you to touch yourself?"

Luke threw his head back, his voice caught in his throat. Michael's voice over the phone was so hot, so sensual it made Luke tingle.

"N-no-"

The blonde was able to hear Michael moaning on the other line, even in his state of euphoria. Luke whimpered, feeling the coiling sensation in the pit of his stomach.

"Je- tue veux.." Luke mewled, closer to his peak.

"I don't know what the fuck that means, but it sounds hot- fuck."

Luke sucked on his bottom lip, releasing into his hand. Michael was still a few strokes away, he could hear Luke's jagged breathing knowing he was done.

"I gotta go, daddy." Luke's voice was raw and wrecked, Michael loved it.

"Night, Luke."

What the 2 boys didn't know is that they had an extra partner.

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Do you ever feel like there's this barrier between you and the person you idolize, and everyone gets noticed except for you? :(