MAZES | cake ✓ | warning:shitty!

t w e n t y - s i x

more brief smut in the beginning ?? it's not in depth. sorta kinda lil baby smut you feel me

ya'll better love me lmao this is literally just a filler chapter with fluff i apologize
~ gia

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Calum's eyes cracked open upon the first light of dawn, but the first thing that his eyes were truly drawn to, was Luke.

The fawn-haired boy had his face buried in Calum's hair, his chest rising and falling slowly with each steady breath. His arms were wrapped around Calum and it was then that Cal realized that he was snuggled up so tightly against Luke's chest. Their legs were tangled underneath the thin white sheets, bodies pressed together, and Calum couldn't be happier.

He ran his fingertips up and down Luke's chest, tracing every beautiful curve and crevice of his broad torso and shoulders, feeling every nook and cranny of the skin that only Calum was permitted to feel, to kiss, to hold. Luke was beautiful in every way and Calum loved it.

His eyes fluttered closed in thinking that Luke wasn't awake yet, and he didn't want to wake a sleeping angel, but his eyes opened soon after when he felt a warm pair of lips come in contact with his forehead.

"Morning, baby," Luke rasped out, his voice husky and low. And Calum shivered because yeah, who wouldn't be turned on by such a deep morning voice, especially of Luke?

Calum raised his head from being nestled comfortably against Luke's warm chest and looked up at Luke to be met with those familiar twinkling blue eyes, the same ones he had fallen in love with.

"Lukeyyy," Calum whined, tracing Luke's torso with his fingertips, trailing down to the band of his boxers and using his other hand to reach up and twirl with Luke's messy bed hair (which was also considered sex hair because of the previous night.)

"God, Calum, don't..." Luke whispered, his blue eyes widening a bit. Calum nudged his lips into the crook of Luke's neck, kissing there slowly and moving down his collarbones, actually stopping right above his left collarbone to graze his tongue over, sucking and biting at the skin harshly until he pulled away, easing the throbbing purple mark with his tongue.

Luke stiffened, his fingernails digging into Calum's shoulder blades by accident as he let out the tiniest of whimpers, feeling Calum's lips nudge back into the side of his neck while one hand absentmindedly slid into his boxers.

"Stop..." Luke gasped. "St-Stop teasing," Luke managed to breathe out, feeling Calum ghost his fingertips over the base of his semi-hard cock.

"Let's go again," Calum whispered into his neck. "I want you," He paused, pulling away to look up at Luke with lust-blown eyes. "This time, I want you to fuck me so hard, I feel you for days."

It wasn't long until both boys were completely stripped again, Luke hovering over Calum, sucking at his neck while he worked three fingers into him, pumping them and crooking them, feeling Calum writhe and cry out in desperation.

Calum couldn't acknowledge the fact that they had training, because Luke was already buried deep inside him, their hips together and bodies flushed. Calum gripped fiercely at the back of Luke's hair and cried out in pleasure.

This wasn't as intimate as last night. This wasn't having sex, this wasn't making love; hell, it wasn't even fucking. This was just pure, animalistic rutting and Calum loves it. He loved how Luke gripped his hips so tightly, leaving bruises. He loved how when Calum's body would shake in euphoria and his eyes would squeeze shut, Luke wouldn't have it and would murmur into the shell of his ear, "Eyes on me, princess, watch me fuck you."