cake oneshots || book two

We See A Storm Is Closing In (Pretending We Ain't Scared) (E)

Credit: Migs

PLEASE READ BELOW!!!

I'm really sorry if I'm being super annoying but i really really need yall's help. 

So to anyone who's gone this year and has had soundcheck what do you think is a good time to get there, so that I'm not all the way at the back of the line, if check in is at 12:30? Like I don't even care if it's super early cause I'll be there all day anyway so what's a few more hours. Someone pretty please answer me!

really sorry again but anyway this ones kinda long OH and there's a side of mashton and read to the end because there's cake smut twice in this;)))) k bye

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Luke was not a fan of early mornings, however, he was a fan of orgasms which is a fact Calum often used to his advantage when he wanted to wake up the younger omega earlier than it was strictly necessary.

It was a cold Tuesday morning and Calum was due to write with Ashton and some other new writers the label thought would be a great fit for them whilst Luke and Michael would have a day off in London. The clock was currently 9am and Calum had about one hour to fück, shower, dress up and eat before Ashton will be waiting for him in the lobby of the hotel they were currently staying in just behind the Olympic village in Stratford.

"Calum." Luke whines half asleep as the older boy cups his soft dick through the boxer briefs whilst grinding his half mast dick against Luke's arse.

"Wanna fuck before I have to leave." Calum whispers in his raspy morning voice against Luke's ear before ducking his head down and lightly biting on the pale bare shoulder that peaks from under a stretched out tshirt Luke used for a makeshift pj set with boxers.

"Wanna sleep." Luke mumbles in reply but hums in satisfaction when Calum moves even closer to him, his bare chest pressed flush to Luke's back.

Luke loves to be the little spoon. Curling into himself and hunching his shoulders so that his boyfriend can blanket him with his own frame. Kissing the nape of his neck and whispering quiet 'I love you's' that have Luke purring in satisfaction like the spoiled little kitten he is.

"Cmon baby. Gonna be so good." Calum doesn't give up so easily, moving his hand from Luke's slowly hardening cock to the blond's arse.

"Calum!" Luke exclaims as he feels the alpha pinch the soft flesh of the fat globe, making the blond roll on his tummy.

"I love your arse so much baby." Calum practically growls as he pushes the cover down the bed and straddles Luke's thighs. He rubs his palms together to warm them up before sliding them under the soft cotton of Luke's sleep shirt.

"Your arse always makes me so horny." Calum says and smiles at the whine he gets in reply from the younger guy.

"So big and round and soft. Perfect for squeezing, spanking and fucking." Calum continues to speak as he slowly drags his palms down Luke's sides until his fingers hook behind the elastic band of the underwear and he slowly starts pulling it down. He smirks to himself as Luke obediently lifts his hips, clearly no longer completely opposed to the idea of a morning fuck.

"So fucking perfect." The brown eyed boy coos as he watches the top of the round globes peak from underneath the grey material. "It's like you've been made for me. With your mile long legs and big arse." Calum praises as he finally reveals the famous peach emoji butt in its whole pale glory.

Luke whimpers at the feeling of the elastic band snapping under his full arse cheeks as Calum moves his hands back up, cupping the big globes in one hand each.