luke hemmings one shots (feat. sofie)

Rockstar

New Strings. That's the Problem, he needed new strings so his guitar wouldn't shred the way it shredded now. And that sucked, like a lot. Luke pulled his Long blond locks for a second, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was around 11 pm at night and he sat in front of the large living room window, the outskirts of Los Angeles right in front of him. It was peaceful and quiet, besides the small noises of his acoustic guitar. And even though he couldn't hear anything, his fingers now resting on the cool Wood and even his own breathing got quiet, it was full of life. He opened his eyes, the normally bright blue colour now more dark like the night outside and took a deep breath. It was like he was breathing in the City, full of people, noises and stories. Old and new One's in the Making. And then his own memories made his heart beat faster for a second, even though he could only catch a glimpse. It's Alcohol and Karaoke Bars, Trips to the Beach and Kissing in dark corners and alleys. The young man licked his lips, the red now even more shiny and pulled them up into a smile. Deep but a bit like he wasn't even aware that he does it. Smiling. The Memories fade into different Ones, Her Smile. Her red Lips with Lipstick, matching her red cheeks. Red Lips, bitten in raw lust and slightly open. The pale skin shining from the bright lights of the city while she rolls around in the sheets, star naked and with messy hair. Red Marks all over her body, from his lips, teeth and hands. And now the Memory expands. Now it's not only his eyes which get occupied, now his other senses are starting too. His nostrils blew up, he smelled sweat and roses and just her scent. He couldn't really describe what it was, she did smell like roses but also something so significant, he would probably recognise it everywhere. Like licked his lips again, blinked a few times but the imagine of her naked body wouldn't disappear. Not that he would mind that. All so slowly he put down his guitar, not even bothering to look where it would rest on his feet, his blue eyes still trained on the night sky in front of him. Long slender fingers dug through his messy curls, which were still slightly wet from the shower half an hour ago and it was like he tried to bring his mind back with this. But it kinda did the opposite, his mind drifted even more and now the young boy couldn't help but sigh softly. His fingers now wandered from his hair over his upper body, the lose white shirt which he hadn't bothered to button up more than half way got wrecked in this motion when the blonde boy gripped his own groin. Only thinking about his girl had made him half hard, his penis stretching the fabric of the soft pants he was wearing. Luke sighed again as his finger cupped his shaft through his jeans, he let his head roll back and his lips hang slightly open. Now he closed his eyes, fully engaging into what his mind wanted. He wanted her. No, he did not only want her, he needed her. It's been four days since she had gotten on that airplane to get back to London, four days since the last time he kissed her and was able to held her. Fuck, Luke missed Sofie more than anything. But right now, his brain shut down, only letting his body function and control himself. A breathy moan came over his lips as he began to palm himself, knowing that this wouldn't be enough very soon. And while his head lingered with images of her naked body, her smile and how she looked with post coital hair, his fingers start to losen up his belt and not even a minute later his Fly was down and he tugging up his dick. When he met the now completely hard muscle with the angry red head for the first time with his fingers, he couldn't help himself but moan. The last time he was touched was by Sofie and that was nearly six days ago and had been a very good and intimate blowjob with in the end him coming on her face. The thought of that was the last push Luke needed before he started to move his hand up and down his dick. First he did it slowly, getting lost in his thoughts but when he lowered his head he could practically see his girl kneeing in front of him. Luke hissed through his teeth, a small moan escaped him again and his hand started to move faster. He could feel like hair clinging to his neck and forehead, just the thoughts and the little movement on his dick had him covered in sweat. And since he was alone, he didn't bothered with being quite or anything. He moaned again, his head falling back again and his hand went even faster. He was now grunting slightly, his mind full of pictures of him and Sofie kissing, of her giving him a head, how she would sound while he was pounding into her. How her back would arch, how she would grip the sheets and moaned his name. That thought really had him, every time in bed when Sofie was moaning or even screaming his name while she was coming, it would drive him crazy. He would drive into her, trying to get her to moan his name as often as he could.. like he would try to make her forget everything else. That's how Luke felt right now. There wasn't anything else, just Sofie in his mind, the night city in front of him and his own fingers working his way up to an orgasm. He could feel that he was close with how his muscle started to tense again, his head fell back again and with her name on his lips he spilled into his hand. The orgasm was quite hard, it hit him more than he thought it would and left him panting and smiling like a dumbass. He felt his cheeks being flush red, his was sweaty and his hair was a mess. It took him about 5 minutes until he was able to get up and got himself decent , his cum starting to get stiff in his palm and still smiling he made his way into the bathroom. He brushed his hands, watching his face in the mirror and with one short look to his flushed cheeks, he decided to grab a flight first thing in the morning to London. He needed to see his girl.