Reader x Lucas Till

His first move

'You'd never imagine it happening this fast, or it would at least have taken a couple of hours, but no. He's straight in. Maybe he just wants to fuck.. no, he likes you, don't worry. Does he though...? Eh we-' So caught up in your own thoughts you barely noticed he had pulled back until a small chuckle came from his direction. You were struck with surprise, satisfaction and a hint of lust.. (duh) which was indeed very visible on your frozen facial expression. "If I knew you liked me this much I would have invited you over sooner" he smirks, placing a hand on your thigh which immediately causes you to blurt out a few words "a warning would have been nice!" your hands frail up in a what-the-fuck motion, voice a little squeaky from the amount of shock. You should have taken time to gather yourself, you knew he was the teasing type. Upon hearing your squeaky voice, he bursts out laughing, holding his chest as he tries to collect himself, leaving you to wallow in a puddle of your own self pity besides him as he mocks you. "You had enough time to stop me, princess. Besides, it couldn't have been more expected with what I had said beforehand " He flirts, letting out the last few giggles he had stored inside. "If by enough time you mean a split second" you get up, walking out of the room with a slight scowl and tightly crossed arms. "Oh come on now!" He whines, following in your steps "I know you liked it" you spin around, glaring to hide your growing want for him. The thing about you is that you have always hated people knowing exactly what you feel, being difficult and unreadable was one of your traits you liked, seeing that you used to be the biggest push-over. Since you've always been an 'easy' person, you figured it'd be fun for you to change it up a bit, be a little bit of a brat since arguments were truly entertaining to you and being the smart, witty girl you were it did come with many compliments.

"Oh really? And what makes you think that?"
"Maybe just the obvious blush and the fact you made no effort to stop me"
He's right, you could feel the warmth tickle your cheeks where the blush had settled, but you weren't going to admit it.
"It's hot in here.. and why would I want to give you the embarrassment of reject? Your poor little ego couldn't take it."
He smirks down at you, impressed by your fast, witty comebacks.
"Ow, hurtful." He smiles, stepping closer, "but I know that's not true"
In a quick movement he has you pinned against a wall, inches off the ground, waist in between your legs and both wrists pinned above your head with one hand.

His face parted inches from yours made your breath catch in your throat and the cold of the wall behind you instinctively forced you to arch your back, pressing your bodies closer together; if that was even possible.
"I know you, (N/), and I know you want me. The ever-lasting blush, the quick, shallow breaths, your heart beating faster every time I get close and the look in your eyes. Oh that look, you have no idea what it makes me want to do to you" he leans in more, the warmth of his breath tickling your neck, "you have no idea how much I'd love to take you right here.." you can feel your chest tighten and your hips buck ever so slightly every minute or so. His deep, raspy voice makes you shiver with excitement which you can't bare to contain "right now.." he pauses, trailing his free hand gently down your side and along your thigh, which is wrapped around his waist, looking down admiringly at your body. "... lucky for you, you get to stay pure another day" he whispers, just as the front door opens, the sounds of family chatter bouncing up the walls and into the hallway. He let's go of your wrists, stepping back to make you fall to the floor as he walks downstairs casually. You raise your hand to your chest. he was right.. again. Your heart was beating like crazy and you finally let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in. You listen as he greets people downstairs as if nothing took place minutes before... what the hell just happened? Shaking it off, you slowly make your ways down to the living room, Lucas sat in between your two uncles looking as usual.
Unfortunately for you the blush hadn't left and your eyes were still wide
"(N/) are you okay?" Andrew asks, Lucas looking over with a smirk as he looks you up and down
"J-just fine, Andrew" shit, You stuttered.. again you look back to see Lucas grinning, his hand covering most of his mouth while he takes in your form, undressing you with his eyes.
A shiver shoots up your spine and now is your time to leave, you spin around and ignoring the calls of your auntie, leave the room to hide back In your beloved bedroom