$ting / NessCas

t h r e e .

A/N: I proudly announce that this chapter was a collab between my friend Ana, @anasamaaaaa, and I. I'm not very good with sensual intercourses in general, so my buddy over here did it for me.
Some triggering stuff happens in this chapter as well... I can't say what though, because that would be a huge spoiler.
Enjoy, I guess!

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So that's the reason why Lucas is sad! You should have thought of it before. His brother is not with him... It must be difficult to separate from your brother, after all, they had literary been together all their lives. This didn't surprise you a bit; after all, Lucas was a crybaby when he was younger...

"You miss him a lot, don't you?" You asked.
He nodded.
"It's okay..." You said, pulling him in for a hug.

He hugged you back. The embrace, most specifically the fact that you were holding Lucas so close to your own body, made you remember the kiss. The thought momentarily left your mind because of Lucas' sobs.

It took quite a while, but Lucas finally stopped crying. You thought that he would'd let go of you, but he didn't. You asked him if he was feeling better, and he nodded.

What seemed like long minutes passed by, and Lucas was still in your arms. At this point all you could do was reflect on the kiss you two shared more than one week ago. You couldn't lie to yourself. You wanted to feel his soft lips pressed against yours again. You wanted to cup his face again, you wanted to hold him as you both kissed him, wanted to–

Your train of thoughts was interrupted by Lucas once again, who hugged you tighter.

"Are you okay?" You asked.
He nodded again.
"Alright..." You said.

Lucas did had a hard time talking, apparently.

You thought about the kiss again, and built up enough courage to ask him.
"Why did you kissed me at the party?"
Lucas shrugged.
"Was it because you were drunk?"
No response came from him.
"Did you... at least enjoyed it...?" You finally asked.

To your surprise, Lucas pulled off a little bit. Now he was looking at you face to face. You thought he was going to kiss you, but instead, he just nodded.

Within that position, you could see Lucas' delicate face clearly. His kind blue eyes, his perfectly shaped nose, his mouth... Fuck. You wanted to kiss him again. But how?

You then just let your feelings do the thing.

Without saying much, Lucas sat on your lap. You caressed his back slowly, and you buried your face on his right shoulder. You then moved your hands directly towards Lucas' hips, which you held firmly. You tilted your head slightly, now facing Lucas' neck – which you kissed.

You moved your lips passionately, at one point you even pulled out your tongue and rubbed it against Lucas' neck. You went way too far with that neck-kiss, but neither of you seemed to care. You then bit his neck rather hardly, this made Lucas moan.

That shy moan made you completely insane, as your thoughts were becoming blurry, and your attention was strictly directed into making Lucas moan again, and again, and again.

Being the dirty teenager you are, you decided to grope Lucas' ass – just like they did on all of those pornographic videos you sometimes watch. This action made the blonde one moan hardly, and you frankly loved hearing that.
You then continued kissing Lucas' neck as you rubbed his butt.

Then you finally got to do what you've being waiting to do the entire time, kiss him. It started as a quick peck, but in a matter of seconds it became a more desperate, rough, passionate kiss. Soon both of your tongues were touching, and you felt like if you were on heaven. You even heard Lucas moaning into the kiss, and that did nothing more than turn you on even more.

You then moved one of your hands and directed it to Lucas' thighs. You rubbed them slowly as you both shared another kiss. When you couldn't hold your desires any longer, you moved your hand and placed it on Lucas' crotch. You rubbed slightly, then you started sort of pressing hardly, feeling his member completely erected and hard. These movements got plenty of delicious moans out of Lucas' mouth.

You wanted more. And perhaps so did he.

You positioned Lucas on his bed. You took your time to examine his posture. He was all sprawled on his bed, with a dark shade of red blush displayed on his face. He had his eyes closed, and you could tell he was having a good time.

You then laid on top of him, between his legs. You kissed him again, roughly, but still passionately. A million lewd thoughts came to mind, but they all pointed towards the same goal.

You quickly sled your pants off, and saw Lucas taking his off as well. You appreciated how he knew what was going to happen and how he made things way more easier.

You then removed your shirt, and kissed Lucas once more. You then stared at him as you pulled his t-shirt up.

Lucas tried to resist at first, and you didn't know why. Regardless of this, you took his long-sleeved shirt off, and what you saw back then was something you will never forget. Even to this day.

You simply weren't mentally prepared for something like that.

What a horrible timing, to be honest.

You saw Lucas turning his face away at first. And you did so yourself as well. You were speechless, shocked...

You turned your head once again to prove to yourself that what you had just seen was completely real.

And indeed, it was.

Lucas' arms were filled with cuts, even some bruises. You mostly focused on the cuts though, because the amount of those was just overwhelming to you. Some of the cuts were long, some of them were deep, some of them had both of the previously mentioned characteristics. Some cuts were just scars at this points... and others, like the ones on his wrists, were obviously new.

People normally would only cut their wrists, but Lucas went all the way and cut every single piece of flesh on his arms.

It looked so strange. It saddened you a whole lot. You could feel your face go pale.

You were not ready to see this just yet.

"L-l-lucas..." You tried to say, but your voice cracked.

"I... I'm sorry. I know I'm gross." He said ever so softly.