We're Safe -Philkas One Shot- (Philip Shea x Lukas Waldenbeck)

good god help me this ship killed me

(warnings: sexual content, mild daddy kink, humiliation kink kind of, masochism if you look hard enough, top!lukas, bottom!philip.)

let's fucking do this shit i wrote this in two fucking days and it's lowkey not that good let's fucking go

(continuation of a scene in 1x01)

lukas was asleep in his bed when philip found his way into the house. philip slowly and quietly made his way through the blond boy's house and to his bedroom. his eyes were shut, his headphones in and blasting a song that philip could not recognize.

philip cautiously eased his way into lukas' room, going quietly to not wake the man. he slowly strolled to the side of his bed and bent over slightly, looking at the peaceful looking boy. he gets reaches an arm around lukas and leans in slowly to kiss him, causing lukas to jolt awake.

"what the hell are you doing?" lukas asks, voice groggy with sleep.

philip, in a soft, breathy moan, whispers, "oh, huh? you gonna hit me again?" he leans in and kisses lukas softly. lukas places one hand on the side of philip's neck, holding him in place and taking control of the kiss. the blond boy reaches down to the brunet's waist and lifts him up slightly with ease.

lukas flips the two of them over and pins philip to the bed. he kisses him once again before speaking. "what the hell were you thinking talking to me in front of everyone?" he asks.

"it doesn't matter anymore," philip replies, voice slightly breathy, "that guy, he was barefoot." he tells lukas as he props himself up on one of his elbows.

"...what?" lukas asks, confused as philip continues.

"one of the guys on the murder board, he was barefoot, that means he's dead."

"yeah, one of the other guys must have just lived and passed out-"

"yeah but the guy who saw us? he's dead. we're safe," philip replies, watching relief come over lukas' face.

lukas, with a small smile forming on his face, repeats, "we're safe?"

"yeah, yeah, we're safe," philip reaches up and takes the back of lukas' head, bringing them closer together to connect lips once again. they share a quick yet rough and passion filled kiss, before lukas pulls away to remove his shirt. he throws it to the floor and leans back down to kiss philip roughly.

without disconnecting their lips, lukas runs his hands under philip's shirt, ghosting his fingertips over philip's soft body. philip lets out a soft moan into lukas' mouth when lukas' hand reaches his crotch, lightly pressing down on his semi-hard erection. lukas disconnects their lips and smiles at the smaller boy underneath him.

he repositions himself in between philip's legs and begins to pull his patched jacket off. philip lifts himself off the bed slowly and wriggles out of the jacket as lukas throws it to the floor. the blond boy pulls philip's shirt up, exposing his torso to the cool air in his bedroom. goosebumps form on philip's body as lukas leans down and plants kisses down his chest and stomach. he feels the soft skin of his stomach tremble beneath his lips.

"my dad's in poughkeepsie tonight, we can do whatever you want, baby," lukas tells him softly, brushing hair out of his face.

philip squirms and reaches into his jean pocket. he grabs something and pulls it out of his back pocket and takes one of lukas' hands, placing it into his hand and closing his fingers around it. lukas feels the foil wrapping of the condom in his hand and pulls up from philip's stomach. "are you sure you want to do this?" lukas asks, one hand pinning the brunet boy's wrist to the bed to keep him in the position he wants him in.