Enchanted || 5sauce

Chapter Fifteen

the votes on the last chapter, I should've known the way to your hearts was smut. dirty, dirty, dirty people. sorry to any Luke girls, I know your feels, don't worry.

I am so so so so so so sososososo sorry for taking so long, I had this massive block, like I knew what I wanted to write, but I couldn't put it into words and it was really frustrating and I'm really sorry and I hope you all don't have plans of murdering me in my sleep because I don't think I deserve death just yet I mean I'm updating now, right? I'm babbling ok I'm sorry enjoy ilysm

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Tia's P.O.V

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I was already awake when Luke woke, but I hadn't moved. I was still cuddled up to him, pretty much naked, except from the shirt he had been wearing, which was plain white with a yellow smiley face on.

He stretched his arms above his head, releasing my waist, sounds like a baby lion escaping his mouth. I suddenly felt the need to laugh, he would make the cutest little lion cub ever.

I watched as his eyes took in his surroundings, widening a little, but he soon gained composure, a small smirk working its way across his features. He continued to look around the room as I felt a hand slowly work its way up my leg, fingers trailing slowly up my thigh under the covers. I gasped a little as the hand started to move inwards, getting dangerously close.

Did it get hotter in here? I swear the temperature just went up around one hundred degrees.

"Good morning, love."

The hand moved away from that area, and my breathing slowly calmed down, only to speed up again as Luke continued to explore my body, this time going for my chest.

His hand went all the way up his shirt, sneaking up the valley between my boobs before retreating to my hips, finding my bum and giving it a quick squeeze. I squealed in surprise, only earning a laugh from him, probably because my voice was tired and raspy from lack of usage since last night.

"Good morning to you too," I said, pulling his hands from my butt and moving them back to my waist.

"So, still mad at me?" Luke asked, a smirk pressed on his features. I nodded my head at him, narrowing my eyes, but not being able to hold it for long before my mouth spread into a wide grin. "Thought not."

"Shut up, I am waaay mad at you, Lukey," I scolded him playfully. He just rolled his eyes, pressing a kiss to the tip of my nose.

"Sure, whatever floats your boat," he chuckled, "I'll make breakfast?" I shook my head, but he'd already lifted the covers and was out of bed, putting his jeans and boxers back on. I watched his movements, biting down on my bottom lip as I took in the scratches all down his back.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, still biting down on my lip.

He chuckled, turning around and crawling on the bed towards me, stopping when we were pressed together again. He placed a small kiss on the corner of my mouth, leaning back with a smirk on his face. "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

I rolled my eyes, feeling the blush already creeping onto my features as I punched his arm. "Go make me breakfast, Hemmings."

A laugh bubbled out of his mouth as he climbed off the bed, and then left the room, presumably to make breakfast. I climbed out of bed after him, going over to my drawers to find some underwear. Once I had some, and had put them on, I walked our of my bedroom, heading into the bathroom to brush my teeth, and then going into the kitchen.

I found myself guiltily checking Luke out as I made my way into the room. He was making bacon, which will always be the fastest way to my heart. I creeped up behind him, starting to trace the scratches I'd left with a finger, making him shiver.