1956 ⇝ Luke Hemmings ✓

1956: chapter thirteen

I've made Ruke on sims and the amount of sex they have is great, also they're married Reece is a journalist and Luke's a musician :)))

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Tuesday June 5th, 1956

Luke and Reece sat in the corner of the library together, their hands clasps beneath the table, Luke had his thigh hooked around Reece's. They both liked the physically contact between them, whether it be sexual or just hand holding or a peck on the lips. Luke especially liked the sexual contact so far, just because it felt so good.

"Well he grounded me for a month." Luke started off, making Reece huff and lay his head down, still facing Luke. "As you know he made me give back your jacket."

"I'm determined to get that jacket to be yours one day." Reece sighed, his thumb rubbing across Luke's knuckles. "What happened after you left?"

"We got in the car and he said I smelt like cigarettes--"

"My bad, beauty." Reece chuckled.

"I asked for a valid reason as to why I couldn't even be your friend and he started talking about my mum. The night she died in the crash, my dad confronted her about her affair and I was confused as to why this had anything to do with you." Reece nodded and when he saw the crease between Luke's eyebrows, he rubbed them away with his thumb making Luke smile. "He told me my mum was having an affair with your dad."

Reece's eyes widened, "Shit, I didn't know the woman he was fucking but damn, your mum."

"Don't say it like that, my mums dead and for all we know they could've been in love." Luke sighed.

"Sorry, and I guess you're right. I think my dad told my mum after your's died, he probably felt bad." Reece sighed. "I'm still not talking to him though."

"I wouldn't blame you." Luke smiled softly, running his dainty fingers across Reece's scruff. "My dad still wants me away from you, he just doesn't want to have to see your dad I guess. I think we need to be more secretive." Luke said, dropping his hand from Reece's cheek that made him frown.

"That's okay, anything to be with you." Reece smiled, looking around the library before leaning forward and meeting Luke in the middle for a kiss on the lips. "Do you need to study?" Reece asked once pulling away.

"I do." Luke said, pulling out his math book and notes, before pulling out his lunch. Reece opened Luke's sandwich, seeing ham, tomato and lettuce. There was two so Reece took one making Luke glare at him.

"What? I came to meet you and I go to the canteen." Luke rolled his eyes at Reece before getting a pen. They quickly ate their half sandwiches and Luke grabbed the apple from his bag.

The two revised for a while before Reece had his hand on Luke's thigh, teasing him. "You know what you'd look really good in?" Reece said, making Luke blush, dirty thoughts flooding his mind. "Your own leather jacket."

"My dad and Cal would kill me." Luke said back, feeling Reece kiss behind his ear. "Reece were in public." Luke whispered hastily.

"I'm stealthy shush." Reece smiled. "Besides a jacket is just a jacket, it doesn't define where I'm from, just keeps me warm." Reece shrugged.

Luke nodded, "You're right."

The bell rang making Luke put his things away, "C'mon I don't wanna be late again, dad says if I get detention I'm grounded for longer."

"It's cute how much you like school." Reece said, putting Luke's rubbish in the bin.

"I hate school, what're you saying?" Luke scoffed, the two leaving the library. "I only come so I can see you and pass class."