Thorn Bush +Muke ✔

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"Michael, you didn't have to bring anything."

"too late. I made brownies. Get over it." I smiled, setting the tray on the counter.

Luke laughed at me and took a brownie. Calum and Ashton joined him. They all shot me thumbs ups, too busy eating to talk.

I smiled at their responses. I took Luke's drink from him and took a small sip from the full cup. I handed the red solo cup back to him and licked my top lip.

"It tastes like whipped creme." I noted.

"Whipped creme vodka. Can't taste the difference." Luke shrugged, taking a sip as well.

"You can have mine if you want it. It's not my favorite." He said, holding the cup out me.

I took it from him, our fingers brushing over each other's. We both smiled at each other. Luke reached out, setting hand in the small of my back. I looked around the party.

Luke sure knew how to throw a party. And empty out the liquor cabinet.

I took another swig of the vodka, then another. Luke chuckled at me, watching as I licked my lips. He pulled me closer, bringing my back to his chest.

Leaning forward, he whispered in my ear, "You look so damn hot tonight, baby."

Blushing, I grabbed his hand, which was sliding down my side and to my thigh. I gulped down the rest of my drink.

"Dance?" I asked.

Agreeing, he held onto my hand and guided me into the big living room. Teenage Dream pumped through the speakers, the floor shaking.

Michael sung quietly along, dancing with me. I twirled him around and danced along with the younger boy.

He smiled up at me, laughing at my dumb dance moves.

"You make me laugh."

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3Oh!3 came on, making me grab Michael's hips and bring him closer. I sung along, feeling him grind down on me.

"I got know, how ya dance like that. D-d-dance like that. You dance like that. Cause you're puttin' on a show." I sung in his ear, feeling him move back and dance against me.

Michael turned around, putting his lips along my jawline, under my ear. I moaned when he sucked on the sweet spot, holding his waist.

Moving his lips down my neck, Michael continued to mark up my neck. I put my hand under his chin, pulling his lips away.

I tilted his head up and started sucking on his neck. I left hickeys on both sides of his neck. I got his sweet spot under my lips, softly sucking on the pale flesh.

Michael moaned, his arms wrapping around my neck. I bit down slightly, listening as he let out a breathy moan.

"L-luke, i-I.."

"You what, baby." I mumbled against his ear.

His fingers tugged on my belt loops, his big green eyes staring up at me.

"I-I want you."

I nodded and grabbed his hand. We pushed through the crowds, plowing up the stairs. Quickly unlocking the door of my room, I pulled him into my bedroom before locking the door again.

I shoved him down on my bed, making his back hit the black duvet. I roughly connected our lips. He hungrily kissed me back, his fingers tugging off my plain black muscle tee.

He got the shirt off, immediately reconnecting our lips. I slid my hand behind his back, pushing his back off the mattress. My other hand tugged the zipped of his dress down.

The sequins of his blue and green dress scratched at my hand and wrist as I pulled the dress off. It got tossed on the floor, on top of my shirt.

Michael spread his legs, showing off his black lace thong. I leaned down and put my lips on his thigh. He shivered as my metal lip ring hit his warm skin.

I sucked on the flesh, moving up his thighs. I eventually had my lips right against the trim of the panties.

My top lip brushed against the lace as I created dark hickeys along the trim. Michael moaned, warm precum trickling down his legs.

"is my baby wet?" I whispered, sticking my fingers between his lips.

"y-yes." Michael murmured against my wet fingers.

I pulled away from him so I could see his bright green eyes. I pulled my fingers out of his mouth.

"Why are you wet, baby boy?" I asked, slowly pushing the lace down.

"I-I'm turned o-on. Y-you make m-me wet, Luke."

I smirked down at him and tugged his wet lace down and threw the thin black fabric onto the floor. I shoved my finger into him, thrusting into him.

Mikey moaned and I put my other finger into him. I curled and pumped my fingers as Michael whimpered and moaned.

He reached down and blindly unbuttoned my jeans, "I-I want you, Luke."

I continued to finger him but he whimpered and complained.

"P-please. I want you." He whimpered.

"Are you sure, baby?" I asked.

He nodded, making me carefully pull my fingers out. Michael's fingers worked on tugging my jeans down and I helped him, kicking the fabric off.

I moved up so I was towering over him and he didn't have to reach to much to tug my boxers off. I leaned over and opened the drawer of my nightstand.

After grabbing what I needed, I helped Michael again and tossed my boxers onto the floor. I ripped open the silver tab and slipped the condom on.

Michael watched me, moaning quietly as he got more turned on. Coating my hand with some lube, I wrapped my hand around my throbbing cøck and gave myself a few pumps before moving closer to Michael.

"Spread your legs real wide for me." I ordered.

He listened and I towered over him, a few inches away from his entrance.

" I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty big so it'll hurt baby. I'll start slow, alright?"

I slowly pushed into him, hearing his loud cry as his back arced off the bed. I waited until he was used to my size before thrusting into him.

Michael moaned, his nails scratching my back. Pumping into him, I quietly praised him.

"Good boy, baby." I said softly.

"Faster." Michael requested.

I listened and went faster, slamming down hard on his prostate. He screamed and cried out, his fingers pressing down into my back.

Pounding into his prostate, I continued to go down on him. Michael screamed out louder and let go, coming on my stomach.

I let go inside the condom and pulled out. Michael huffed, looking up at me slightly dazed. He closed his eyes then opened them again, still trying to catch his breath.

I leaned down and kissed his sweaty forehead, "you did good baby."

He smiled up at me and softly kissed my lips.

"maybe next time we'll have a round two."

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