Masterpieces {Book 2}

Tonight and always

Credit; Tzeringa

Song; pillowtalk,, zayn

This is part two to 'waking up to you' so read that one first if you haven't yet (:

Enjoy ;)

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Luke's body had adapted to sleeping without Calum. After all, he'd gone the majority of his life without the older boy pressed against his back and holding his waist while they slept. After sleeping in the same bed for so long though, the absence was felt. Luke may have kept his socks on and added another blanket to compensate for the warmth, but that was neither here nor there. Even without Calum, it had been easy for Luke to fall asleep. He had come home dead tired from recording and didn't even have the energy to convince Calum not to go out and come home with him. It wasn't any use, because Calum still had energy to burn off and Luke was just about useless by the end of the day.

So Calum had spent a couple more hours in the studio, then went out with Michael who was in a rare clubbing mood. He had a good time, but he found himself missing Luke, especially after Michael had left hand-in-hand with a girl and Calum knew the house would be empty that night.

So by the time he made it back home and carefully opened the door to the bedroom, it was fifteen past one.

Calum walked into their bathroom and quietly stripped his clothes so he could take a shower to wash the boozy smell off of him. He hadn't had more than two drinks, and he'd had a couple bottles of water on the way home, so he wasn't feeling the effects of the alcohol and probably wouldn't have a hangover. He really hadn't gone out for the purpose of drinking, just have some fun and burn off some energy. For some reason, he had a lot more than Luke that day even though they'd both gone to sleep pretty early the past night.

Calum knew at least half of it had to do with the aching need he'd woken up with. He woke up abruptly due to the alarm, and it had shaken him from his dream, a wonderful dream that involved Luke rolling his hips sensually as he thrust in and out of Calum. It had felt so real, from the actual movement of their bodies together to Luke kissing his neck to the whisper of "love you." against his skin that when Calum actually woke up his ass clenched, like he was trying to get Luke back when in reality, he hadn't been there in months.

Instead of demanding Luke fuck him into the mattress then and there, Calum pushed it to the back of his mind. He knew how important recording was, they couldn't be late.

But that didn't stop him from thinking about it all day. When he'd seen how tired Luke was, however, Calum's hopes for getting fucked dwindled. That's why he went with plan B, but as he stood under the water running down his back, he looked down and saw he was half-hard. Clearly the alcohol and the dancing hadn't help distract his body from what it wanted.

Calum thought to himself it was okay, he'd just get off in the shower and it would make him tired enough to get to sleep. He quickly washed his hair and his body, paying special attention to his ass just in case Luke wanted to have morning sex, and he usually did.

He stood under the water as the soap rinsed away and wrapped a hand around his cock. He leaned over, placing his other hand forward on the tile wall for support and started slowly stroking himself, his thumb rubbing the tip as his hand twisted around the shaft.

He tried to think about the usual things that would get him off, but truth be told he hadn't done that in a while. Whenever he wanted to get off, Luke was more than happy to help him out. He tried to think about Luke being the one doing this rather than his own hand. Tried to think about Luke on his knees, sucking him off, and that had always left him a mess in real life.