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dix
(Continuation of ch. 9 k?)

Luke's hands found Michael's hair to grab onto, he wrapped legs around Michael's torso, locking his ankles. Luke wasn't sure where this make out session was going, but all he knew is the feeling of Michael's rough finger pads pressed against his baby soft skin.

"Michael." Luke whispered against Michael's swollen lips, the black haired boy responded with a shaky breath.

Michael's hands ran down Luke's sides, firmly placing his hands around Luke's curvy hips. Carrying the blonde to the bedroom down the hall, Michael knew where this was going.

Michael attached his lips to Luke's neck as he tried to open the door, he felt Luke's legs tighten around him.

"Don't worry baby, I've got you." He whispered into the blonde's ear, causing Luke to feel the shivers run down his spine.

Michael pushed Luke down on the white covers of the bed, admiring the already-flushed skin. He got on top of Luke, slipping his hands under the crop top he needed to get rid off.

Discarding Luke from the top, Michael felt the boy's fingers tugging at the hem of his own shirt.

Michael chuckled, pulling his shirt over his head. Luke's fingers settled on the bare chest hanging above his frame, his lips hungry for Michael's.

Luke placed his hand above the waistline of Michael's pants, his eyes never leaving Michael's. Luke felt Michael's fingers tugging on the waistband of his knickers, causing him to bit his lips in anticipation.

Sex with Michael was something on another level, it was filled with new emotions Luke has never felt.

Michael threw the pair of knickers somewhere near the nightstand, placing his palms on the insides of Luke's thighs, pressing his lewd legs apart.

Luke wrapped his arms lazily around Michael's neck, pulling him down to share a slow kiss. The blonde had to admit, kissing Michael was an overwhelming feeling.

Both of them exchanged a couple of kisses as Michael got rid of his pants.

"Condoms- first drawer." Luke gasped out.

Michael grabbed a loose condom packet from the drawer, and went back on top of Luke to apply it onto his hardened cock.

Michael then placed his fingers in front of Luke's pink lips, signaling for him to suck at them. The blonde gladly complied.

The black haired boy plunged his index finger into Luke's warm, tight hole. Luke's mouthed went slack, he was so unable to let out any kind of sound.

"N'arrête pas-" Luke mumbled, his hands gripping the duvet tightly.

Michael pumped 3 fingers into Luke, feeling him clench around them causing him to harden even more (if possible).

He pulled out his fingers, leaving a few kisses on Luke's chest before inserting his cock into him with no warnings.

Luke's back arched off the bed, his whimpers of discomfort sounded like music to Michael's ears.

Michael rocked his hips back and forth, he wanted to start off gentle with the blonde. He leaned down, placing his hands on either side of Luke's head, and picked up his pace.

He slammed into the blonde mercilessly, eliciting load moans from Luke's filthy mouth.

"Uh- daddy- faster."

"Fuck- baby boy, you feel good."

Luke felt euphoric, his nails digging into the pale flesh drawing light blood onto the surface.

Michael threw his head back, pounding into Luke's shaking body. He knew the blonde was close from the way he clenched sweetly around his cock, and so was he.

Michael buried his head into Luke's neck, leaving a few purple marks that were masterpieces only he could place onto Luke's body.

"Are you close baby? Bet you can cum without me even touching you."

Luke responded with a small yes daddy, as he felt himself get wrecked by the man he was so infuriated with a couple of hours ago.

The two boys came at the same time, heavily breathing into each other's skins. Luke decided to make his first masterpiece onto his new canvas that night.

This sucks ass I know, I'm sorry! But meh

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