torn // muke

20

Luke walked into Michael's apartment for the first time, and it was beautiful. It was more like a pent house.

"If I had a place like this, I would not be spending so much time outside." Luke said, looking at how big it was. Michael laughed at him, and took his hand.

"Cmon. It's past midnight, and I'm so tired." Michael said, and Luke nodded, letting Michael lead him to his room.

He smiled when he got in there. The hardwood floors were beautiful, and the tan walls complemented them. The king sized bed looked so nice that he didn't wanna mess it up, but he wanted Michael to hold him under the snowy white comforter.

"Luke?" Michael asked, snapping the blonde boy from his thoughts.

Luke looked up, and saw Michael walking over to him. When Michael made it over, he took Luke's face between his hands and kissed him softly, causing Luke to close his eyes.

Luke's hands slid up to hold Michael's neck when Michael deepened their kiss. They were both in complete bliss.

"As much as I love to kiss you, you're exhausted. You've been driving so far. You need to sleep." Luke said when he pulled back.

"Alright.." Michael sighed, walking to the bathroom with Luke. They both brushed their teeth quickly, wanting nothing more than to be in each others embrace again.

Luke was the first one to finish, so he ran out of the bathroom, and removed his jeans and shirt before jumping on top of the bed. He pulled the blanket up to his waist, and smiled as Michael came out of the bathroom, also taking off his shirt and jeans.

He turned off the lamp, and crawled in beside Luke. They laid with Michael's chest pressed to Luke's back, their legs a tangled mess, and their hands intertwined on Luke's waist.

Michael pressed his lips to Luke's shoulder before whispering "Goodnight, love."

"Goodnight."

-

When Michael woke up, he propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at Luke. He was now laying on his back, and the stripes of light coming through the blinds hit his skin perfectly, making him look so tan.

Michael slowly got up, and picked up his camera from his dresser, kneeling down beside the bed, snapping a picture of Luke, then sat it down, just admiring his beauty for a while.

He watched as Luke turned around, and reached out. "Michael?" He asked in his raspy morning voice.

Michael stood up as Luke sat up. The black haired boy climbed on the bed behind Luke, and held him tightly while pressing his lips to his neck.

"Feels so good.." Luke whispered, throwing his head back on Michael's shoulder.

A high moan left Luke's lips when Michael sucked on his sweet spot. Luke reached behind him and felt himself being lifted on Michael's lap. Michael's warm chest pressed up against his back as his lips traveled over every inch of Luke's neck.

Another moan fell from Luke's lips as he reached back, placing his hand on the back of Michael's head.

"I love you.." Michael whispered into Luke's neck, making shivers run down his spine.

"Mmm... I love you more." Luke mumbled, leaning up to press a kiss to Michael's cheek.