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"No funny business while I'm gone, is that clear?" Your mother states, staring at you and Luke all cuddled up on the couch.
"Yea, yea. No funny business." You reply.
"I mean it Yasmin, I don't want to have to deal with a mini version of the both of you so I-"
"Oh my god mom, we are not going to have sex!" You exclaim quickly, jumping up from the couch. You notice Luke's face turn bright red, matching the colour of your cheeks.
"Now, are you going to leave or would you like to embarrass me more?"
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving. There's some money on the counter for pizza, I'll be back later. Bye baby." Your mother says, kissing your cheek.
"Bye mom." You mumble. Throwing yourself back on the couch, you cuddle back into Luke's side. "Sorry about that." You whisper.
"Parent's will be parent's, don't worry about it." He says, flashing you the same smile you fell in love with. "Want to watch a movie?" He asks and you nod.
"You pick the movie and I'll order the pizza." He nods.
45 minutes later, all the food is laid out on the table with the movie on standby. "Ready?" Luke asks, pecking your cheek quickly.
"Hit play!" You exclaim. "Wait, what are we watching?"
"Avengers." He states simply, earning a groan from you.
"Again?" You whine.
"You let me pick the movie, what did you expect!" He says, chucking lightly.
"Ugh, fine. Only because I love you." You grumble, shoving a slice of pizza in your mouth.
***
"I'm bored." You throw yourself across Luke's lap, landing with an 'oomf'
"Shh, it's getting to the good part."
"Good part? Luke, you've seen the good part 1000 times!" "Shh." He silences you.
"Luke." You say, poking various parts of his body with your pointer finger. "Luke." You repeat, reaching up to mess up his hair.
"I'm trying to watch Yasmin." He mumbles, not even bothering to look at you.
"I'll make you pay attention to me." You mumble to yourself.
You bring your body closer to his, burying your face into his shoulder, pressing kisses along his neck, biting down every little while. You can feel his body tense up under your touch. "What are you doing." He says, his teeth gritted.
"I'm not doing anything." You mutter against his skin. "Just watch your movie." You can feel him shiver slightly, and you smirk.
You bite down on his sweet spot and gently trace the freshly made mark with your tongue, repeating the process over and over again. He moans involuntarily. "Stop." He mutters softly.
"Do you really want me to stop?" You whisper into his ear. He nods at you.
"Make me."
"Aw fuck it." He says, grabbing you by your waist and positioning you on his lap. "I thought you wanted me to stop?" You raise your eyebrow at him and he groans, muttering something inaudible.
"What was that?"
"Just kiss me idiot." You smirk at him and nod, wasting no time, you immediately connect your lips to his, forcing your tongue into his mouth. You explore the inside of his mouth, he tongue rubbing against yours every once in a while. "Yasmin" He moans out softly.
You gently push him down onto the couch, breaking the kiss momentarily. You stare at him underneath you, enjoying having so much control over him. You barely grind against his dick, reconnecting your lips. "More." He moans softly.
"Don't be greedy." You tease, pressing to his dick once more. You don't move, you sit there, waiting for his reaction. He groans again and without notice, he flips you over so that your back is pressed against the couch.
"You're such a tease." He groans, grinding his dick against you quickly, earning a moan from you. You tug at his shirt gently, and he allows you to take it off, throwing it somewhere across the room, your shirt soon following. He slides your pants down to your ankles and grinds harder. "I need more Luke, please." You whine.
"Don't be greedy Yasmin" He says, reusing the same line you used on him.
"Please baby." You moan. "Just touch me."
He smirks at you. His lips latching on to your skin, moving upwards towards your breasts. "Luke" You moan out softly, anxiously waiting. Just as he got closer to where you wanted, you hear your mother's voice echo out from the hallway.
"I'm home!" Your mother screams out, the sound of her heels coming closer and closer.
"Shit."
