heavy dirty soul| muke

ー18 (s+)

dix-huit
(Luke's outfit top/side)

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Luke had been staring at his Twitter timeline for the past 20 minutes, with a proud look on his face. He loved the people's reactions. It all started when him and Michael went out and about in Amsterdam looking like a couple, some fans had got their hands on secret shots of him leaning against Michael's chest, causing controversy between all social medias.

Claudia sat across Luke, her hands massaging her temples, trying to figure out a way to quiet the trouble down from the blonde.

"Luke, your shoot with seventeen magazine is after tomorrow." Claudia stated, getting rid of the tension in the room.

"Mmkay," he mumbled, typing hurriedly on his phone. "So don't get any of those red marks on you, we don't have time to cover that up."

Luke smirked, biting his bottom lip slowly, an idea popping into his head making everything C said leave his ears.

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Standing in front of the full length mirror, Luke fixed his crop top , giving himself a few twirls check it his ass out. It was a baby pink crop top with daddy written in bold letters, and a pair of white sheer panties, his knee-high socks giving him a sensual feel.

The blonde patted down the hallway, earning a questioning look from Claudia. He giggled nevertheless, and walked past her. Grabbing his purple sweater, Luke slid it on his body, making his way to Michael's hotel room.

He knocked twice on the door, pulling at the ends of his sweater trying to get it to cover up his ass from any creeps. After a fair 3 minutes, Michael opened the door meeting Luke's blue eyes and plump lips. His eyes trailed down the blonde's body, unconsciously licking his bottom lip.

"Hey there." Luke smirked, his fingers gently tugging at the front of Michael's shirt.

"What's with that.. Outfit?" Michael stepped backwards, getting Luke inside his room to fuck him senseless already.

The blonde wrapped his arms around Michael's neck, his fingers playing with little hairs that were there. "Just my usual outfits." Luke shrugged, letting his hands fall from Michael, he went off and sat down on the couch.

"It's kinda hot here." Luke stated, a devilish grin rested on his face as he stripped himself from the sweater. Michael's eyes rolled out of their place.

Michael followed to where Luke sat, his hands sliding up Luke's milky thighs. The blonde involuntarily whimpered, making Michael grow harder in his pants. Luke gasped as he felt Michael's fingers dig into his sides, probably leaving bruises.

Luke went over and straddled the older boy, his eyes dilated with the blue rings barely showing.

"I wanna fuck you so hard, princess." Michael grunted as he felt Luke's hips ground against his, giving off the sweet pleasure he was craving for.

All Luke could do was moan in response, burying his face into Michael's neck as his hips get working between them. Without any warning, Michael pushed Luke down, gripping his legs, spreading them wide open making Luke feel like the whore he was.

"What do you want me to do to you, kitten." Michael's voice was low, sending tingling sensations down to Luke's cock.

"I- I want you to wreck me, daddy. Want you- to make me unable to walk for days, choke me with your hand-" Luke was cut off by Michael's lips, his eyes immediately screwing shut, feeling like he was on cloud 9.

Michael bit Luke's bottom lip, dragging it with his teeth before leaving a trail of red marks all over the blonde's exposed neck. He slipped his fingers into the sides of Luke's panties, grinding his hips so frustratingly slow.

"Fuck me- just fuck me already, daddy." Luke begged, his body shaking with anticipation.

Michael was quick to unbutton his jeans, pulling them down to his thighs, he tugged Luke's panties down his slender legs throwing them to the side. The faux blonde slid his boxers down with his pants, giving himself a few tugs, his eyes never leaving Luke's lust-filled ones.

Luke instinctually locked his knees together, waiting for the shock of pain that was about to make its way to his asshole. Without any preparations, Michael entered Luke raw. The loud gasp that left the blonde's parted lips didn't faze Michael, he just slowed down his movement.

Michael rested his forehead on Luke's tensed shoulder, grunts fell his mouth as he searched for his release. Luke, who was in pure bliss, has his nails digging into Michael's porcelain skin, the bruised skin of Michael's neck made Luke's heart flutter.

Luke hated playing that game, but he promised himself to make the green eyed boy his no matter what.

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Hi guys! I missed y'all so much ;c but Wuddup I is back, school sucks ass.

[Dedicated to notparker bc cute princesses shouldn't be treated like trash.]