Luke and the Boy Next Door | Muke

::Chapter 29::

I woke up to a slight pain in my lower back and two arms wrapped tightly around my naked torso. Michael slept soundly next to me and I couldn't help but admire his bare skin. The smoothness underneath my touch, I snuggled my head closer into his chest and breathed in his scent. It smelt like sex and sweat and Michael's usual sweet aroma.

I began to absentmindedly run my fingers across Michael's chest and over the scattered love bites I left during our time a few hours ago.

The faint sound of the music outside reminded me of the festival across the street that we were suppose to be at, but what happened between us was a thousand times better than being surrounded by hundreds of people.

"Hi Princess," I heard Michael whisper. His lips were pressed to my temple and I kept my attention on his milky complexion of his tummy and chest. The moment was peaceful and it was how I would expect after your intimate. Not what I got with Ashton, since he dropped me off at home after taking away my innocence.

"Hi," I murmured, snuggling deeper into his embrace. Michael wrapped his arm tighter around me. "I didn't know you were awake."

"It's only been a few minutes. I enjoyed watching you admire me." Michael giggled, pressing light kiss to my forehead. "How's your bum?" He moved his hand down to grab my cheek with the palm of his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. I squirmed under his touch and nudged his shoulder.

"Mikey," I whined, sticking my lower lip out in a pout. "I don't have my boxers on and my butt hurts for your information."

"I know," he laughed playfully. "That's why I did it."

"Stop it, you didn't have a dick up your ass only a few hours ago so you don't know how it feels." I rolled away from him, wincing slightly at the movement. I rubbed at my lower back before grabbing Michael's shirt off the floor and slipping it over my head, along with a pair of boxers.

Michael laid propped up on the queen size bed, the thin sheet barely covering the lower half of his body. A smirk was plaster on his pretty pink lips. I blushed under his gaze and walked with a slight limp around the room until I found my shower bag with my toothbrush in it.

I left Michael for a minute to brush away my bad breath, when I came back he had boxer on and was sprawled out across the bed with his phone in front of his face. "Calum and Abigail are wondering if we'll join them for the last few acts for tonight."

I laid down in the crook of his side and look at the message on his phone. "I don't mind as long as Ashton and Noah are nowhere to be seen."

Michael leaned over to give me a chaste kiss. I pulled him back in for a real kiss, savoring the taste of his lips and the moment.

"I'll make sure you never have to see Ashton again." Michael promised.

"He's brought so much heartbreak and pain into my life. I never want to experience that again." I said, looking into my boyfriends eyes. I wanted Michael and I to last. I didn't want this to be some high school fling. What we have is real, it's special. It took me long enough to realize that and I'm glad that I did.

"You won't Princess," Michael assured. I blushed at the pet name. Michael has been calling me that lately and I haven't told him to stop because as much as I should, it warms my heart, and makes me feel safe and comforted with that simple word. Because Michael is my Prince Charming always there to save me. "I'll make sure of it."

"Michael," I hummed against his shoulder. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby."

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