I Do

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I was in the shower with music blaring. The scars on my back didn't hurt like they usually did. My stomach was killing me. I assume it's because I haven't eaten in a few days but it could be because of how nervous I am.

I turned off the water and walked out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist. I stood by the bed going through Luke's gym bag trying to find some pants.

"Hey Marco," a deep voice said through the door. The door opened and Luke closed it behind him. He stopped and smirked when he saw me.

"Perv," I said laughing.

"Oh really," he said walking over to me. He grabbed my sides and picked my up dropping me on the bed. He started to tickle my sides and neck and stomach.

"S-s-TTOP!"

"What's the magic word?" he asked. I was to busy trying to keep my towel in check. Not to mention that this bull was sitting on my stomach so I couldn't breathe.

"C-aa-n-t bre-athe," I tried. He eventually got the hint and stopped tickling me.

"What's the magic word?" he asked again. His eyes were staring into mine. He started to lean down when I flipped us over. My towel was tight around my waist but slid down slightly when I moved. I fixed it and put my hands over Luke's head.

"That the password?" I asked while he put his hands on my sides.

"Not even close," he said. He rubbed his hands up and down going under the towel a little bit more each time.

"Luke," I said softly. He continued to rub my sides but stayed where he was.

"Sorry," he said. His eyes looked me up and down before meeting my eyes again.

"I can get dressed in the bathroom," I said going to get up. His hands kept me in place but the small movement I did make told me he was just as happy to see me as I was him.

"Stay," he said. He sat up and wrapped his arms around me. I put my arms on his shoulders and let him put his head in the crook of my neck.

"Remember what you asked last time I was at your house?"

"I asked a lot of things. You talking about the thing that lead to tickling or the thing that lead to kissing?"

"We never kissed!"

"We could have," he said softly. I could feel him smirking.

"Luke."

"What about it?" he said his smirk fading. I pulled his face away from my neck and pulled him in. His lips made contact with mine and I felt the world melt away into nothingness. The area around me was hot and Luke's hands had found their way to my butt.

His lips were soft and every movement he made had my body in knots. Every breathe he made gave my heart a reason to keep beating. Every time he asked for entrance I would deny and he would move his hips making my other problem worse and worse, but he knew I wouldn't give in. And that bothered him. I liked that.

I pulled away breathless. When I opened my eyes he was pouting with his lip hanging out and his hands trying to pull me back in.

"Tease," he said finally.

"I do. I do like you in everyway. Your eyes and your heart. You hurt me and I won't forget that but I can forgive it. I can forgive each time you let people do those things to me because I know you meant it when you said never again. I will need time because of everything else but I do like you. A lot."

"I like you too," he says pulling me in for a hug.

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