5 Seconds Of Summer (5SOS) Imagines & One Shots

The Tour Bus (Luke Hemmings)

EDITED: 06/01/18

-MATURE-

Lying on the couch, facing upwards next to Luke on the tour bus, you scroll through some makeup accounts on Instagram. 

Half of Luke's body is leaning against you as he plays a first person shooter against Michael. He's been playing it for ages and you've begun to get bored. There's only so many hours you can spend watching Luke and Michael battle it out on some game before you feel like you might be losing your mind.

Now don't get me wrong, Luke is really good at showing affection in the bedroom, always spicing up your sex life but, being a girl and surrounded by nothing but video games and teenage boys, you're bored and you want attention. And you want it now.

Gazing up at him, you see he's engrossed in the game, biting his lip ring in concentration. Damn, that's hot. Feeling cheeky, you graze your fingers over his toned chest, teasing over the fabric of his t-shirt before working your way down. 

Luke doesn't even seem to notice as he furiously taps the controller. Excuse me? You're making moves on Luke and he doesn't even notice you? Not cool.

As you get to the waistband of Luke's jeans, you press your hand more firmly into his stomach. His eyes flicker to yours, then back to the screen. He can hear his breathing hitch as you slowly lower your hand. You could see the indecision in his eyes, should he win the game or win the girl? Luke's character is losing, getting beaten by Michael's and you press your hand over his jeans even harder. Michael's character reloads his gun and shoots Luke's character down. The TV flashes that Michael's character wins and he jumps up and down in victory. After celebrating for all of 30 seconds, he yawns and stretches. He's so oblivious to yours and Luke's activities.

"I'm going to bed now, night, Y/N. Night, loser Luke." Michael said, smirking. Luke's a sore loser and once Mikey leaves, you're so going to be in for it. Nothing turns you on more than the thought of Luke being rough with you while the others are next door.

"Shut up, you dick." Luke flips him off and throws his controller to the floor. You giggle slightly at Luke being so dramatic about a game.

Mikey throws the middle finger back at Luke before blowing you a kiss goodbye and walking to his bunk. The rest of the boys are already asleep, Mikey and Luke have been up for hours, trying to beat each other. Typical boys.

"You're such a fucking tease, Y/N." Luke growls and your body shudders in anticipation. He slides out from under your feet and leans over, caging you in with his arms. He straddles your body and roughly begins to unbutton your shirt, trailing his fingers over your hot skin, teasing but not fully touching. Luke bends down, close to your face and crushes his lips into yours. Your tongues fight in a battle of dominance and he urges you to arch your back up in order to peel off your shirt. He rolls his hips into yours, causing you to moan. He clamps his hand over your mouth, muffling your moans as he whispers in your ear, his breath tickling your skin.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you won't able to walk tomorrow." 

Oh my Lord. You practically come at his words. Waiting no time, Luke unzips your jeans and pulls them off your legs, leaving you in just your underwear. He pushes your legs apart and kneels down in front of you, eyes on yours as he presses his lips to your damp panties.

You squirm under him, ready for his mouth to be on you but he's taking his sweet damn time, teasing and taunting. He hooks a finger into the waistband of your panties and slides them off your legs before stuffing them into his jeans pocket. Okay, you'll be asking for those back later. 

Luke holds your ankle in one hand, kissing up your legs in an excruciatingly slow pace. It makes you writhe at how teasing he's being. Just fucking do something!

Finally, Luke reaches the top of your legs and pushes your legs wide apart as he licks you right where you need it. Moaning at the sensation of his hot tongue on your burning skin, you arch your back up off the couch.  His blonde hair tickles your thighs and you begin to feel the familiar knot building in the pit of your stomach. 

"L-Luke I-" You stumble before Luke's mouth leaves you. You pout, mad that you didn't reach your high.

Luke winks at you before stripping off his jeans and boxers. He hovers over you, waiting as you squirm underneath him.

"Beg for it, baby." He breathes into your ear. 

"Luke, please." You whimper, desperate for your high. 

"What's that?" His lips brush your ear lobe, tickling your skin. 

"I want you to fuck me so hard that I won't be able to walk tomorrow." You whisper yell, trying not to wake the other boys but also not caring because you need your release so badly.

Wasting no time, he thrusts into you, slowly filling you up. He's slow and gentle, savouring each thrust. It's agonising and you roll your hips to meet his.

Luke ups the pace, beginning to thrust harder and causing you to whimper. 

"Fuck, you're so tight, Y/N." Luke moaned. He began kissing your neck, sucking on the skin and licking it. You feel your orgasm coming back and you moan again.

"Luke, I'm g- gonna-" He cuts you off. 

"Me, too baby. Hold on." He groans, thrusting a few more times. 

"Fuck, Y/N." You both come at the same time, unravelling around each other.

Luke collapses beside you onto the couch. You both lie there for a few minutes trying to catch your breath. Wow, note to self: rile up Luke more often.

"You guys having fun?" You heard Calum yell, from his bunk. You can almost hear his smirk. You laugh and Luke rolls his eyes.

"You guys should learn to be more quiet. People are trying to sleep here." Michael calls loudly.

Luke tells him to fuck off and you slowly get dressed again.

You know they're never gonna let this go.