5SOS One Shots [discontinued]

Bread - Cake

Prompt: I love these one shots so much ♡ I was wondering if you could do a cake one (bc seriously CAKE♡) that like they got into a fight over something stupid and end up having make-up sex bc if u didn't know already smut is the way to my demented heart♥

SMUT! DOne. Lol, I didn't know who you wanted to top though, so... Yeah!

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"Luke, can you please stop leaving the bread open?" Calum sighs. They've thrown away nearly three whole bags of hard bread because someone kept leaving the bag open.

Luke groans, "I told you already, Calum, it wasn't me!" It wasn't Luke's fault. Sure he was eating toast, but that doesn't mean he was the last one to use the bread.

"I'm pretty sure you were the last one in here!" Calum exclaims. Already getting frustrated; this whole bread thing has been going on for just over a week now and he was sick of it.

"I didn't do it," Luke growls. He was sick of Calum alway acusing him of things. "Why don't you ask one of the others instead of automatically assuming it was me!"

Luke pushes his plate into the sink and storms out of the room.

"Ashton and Michael are asleep! You and I are the only ones who've had the bread this morning," Calum slams the bread box and huffs. He tugs on his messy hair before following Luke.

"So what? Someone could've left it open last night!" Luke stops in front of his bedroom door. He bites the inside of his lip, something he does a lot when he's thinking. "I think you were the last one to use the bread last night. You insisted on making BLT's at one in the morning!"

"I did not! You made the toast."

"No I didn't! You and Ashton did," Luke yells, slamming his hand against the door frame.

"Whatever," Calum pouts. He would hate to admit it, but he thinks Luke is right.

"Stop doing that," Luke snaps.

"Doing what?" Calums stomps making a loud echo in the hallway.

"Stop fucking pouting like that! You know. . ." Luke trails off. Calum raises his eyebrows and pouts again, making Luke suck in a deep breath; each breath now becoming heavier.

"Why? What does it do, Lukey?" Calum purrs. He knows exactly what he's doing to Luke.

He then pushes the blonde against the door. His head hits the door, making it tip back. Calum takes the opportunity and begins nipping the sensitive skin by Luke's collarbone.

"St-stop it Calum," Luke stutters; caught in between wanting to push Calum away and wanting him to suck him off right now. His pants seem to get tighter, and he is wearing sweats. "Calum, stop. I'm ma-ad at you." His voice raises at the end of his statement as Calum's teeth graze over the mark he just made on Luke's neck. Calum makes it worse by blowing cool air over the sore skin.

"Yeah, so am I," Calum mumbles agains Luke's skin. Kisses are now being peppered along Luke's jawbone. Luke moans but tries to keep his mouth closed.

"Ca-Alum," Luke swallows as his voice rises again.

Calum pulls away and looks into Luke's eyes, which are blown wide and dark. He moistens his lips and pushes the blonde's shoulder back so they are now flush agains the door.

Luke lets out a deep, throaty, moan and tips his head back again.

"Hmm," Calum shushes. "Maybe we should take this behind the door?" He doesn't wait for an answer before opening the door and pushing Luke through the door. The two stumble towards the bed and fall back on top of it; Luke ends up on the bottom.