cake oneshots || book two

Honey I Love You, That's All He Wrote (E)

Credit: emiliathegreat

I was bored in class and I came up with that^^...I hate myself

ALL TOGETHER NOW, BIRDS OF A FEATHER NOW, JUS' BOUGHT A PLANE SO WE CHANGIN' THE WEATHER NOW, SO PUT YOUR BRAKES ON

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Calum Hood, a successful music producer in Los Angeles, loves a lot of things.

He loves the feeling of a hot shower after a long day. He loves a good cup of coffee when it's brewed exactly to his liking. He loves standing against his balcony late at night with a glass of wine so that he can watch the city fall asleep. But most of all, Calum loves Luke Hemmings.

Luke Hemmings. A six-foot something angel who Calum is lucky enough to call his boyfriend.

He watches the man from across the room at a crowded album release party, and he can't help but feel a sense of fondness as Luke interacts with his acquaintances and colleagues. The man's blonde hair is mussed casually, his eyes shining as he laughs at something that a someone had said. Calum's eyes wander lower to where the first few buttons of his white button-up are undone. Resting against the man's sternum is a simple turquoise pendant the size of a penny. Calum remembers picking it out simply because the color compliments the hue of Luke's eyes (and definitely not because Luke needed to be spoiled any more than he already was).

Luke looks up and meets Calum's eyes, flashing him a grin, and Calum makes his way over smoothly. He shakes the hand of the man that Luke was talking to. He's an old friend of Calum's, named George King, and he happens to be an artist that Calum produced a Platinum album for a couple of years prior.

"There you are, Hood." The man smiles. "Luke here was just telling me about your last trip to Paris."

" Il etait magnifique. " Calum comments, wrapping his arm around Luke's waist and the younger boy laughs before pressing a kiss to Calum's lips.

It's fairly clear that the sudden affection makes the musician feel like he's intruding on a personal moment, and he quickly excuses himself. "I'll leave you two to enjoy the party, alright? It was nice seeing you, Luke. You guys take care." King says with a nod, and takes a flute of champagne from the tray of a passing waitress before slipping back into the crowd and soon disappearing out of sight among the various partygoers.

Calum turns to Luke and brushes a piece of hair out of the eyes of the younger man, and Luke nuzzles into his hand ever so slightly. "How are you feeling, babe?" He asked.

" Daddy," Luke whimpers quietly in lieu of an answer, gripping onto the back of his boyfriend's black t-shirt. Normally, Calum would scold Luke for calling him that in public, but he finds himself not being able to help his smirk at Luke's desperation.

An hour or so before they had left their shared home for the party, Calum had bent Luke over the bed, slicked up his fingers, and stretched Luke open. He purposely avoided the other man's prostate just to tease him, and in order to frustrate him further, pressed in his favorite plug after he pulled his fingers out. Luke had told him that he wanted to try out more public endeavors in their sex life, and that was what brought Calum to ask his boy if he would be interested to wear a butt plug during the event.

Calum had been mildly surprised when Luke had brought him the plug that he wanted to wear that night. It wasn't a small one, like Calum would expect Luke to want for their first time doing anything of the sort in public, but instead one that was made of smooth steel and tapered out wide at the end.

"Just let me go say hello to Naeva, alright? Then we can go." He murmurs into the younger boy's ear so that only he can hear it. Luke frowns slightly, but gives a nod. "Now, go wait outside."