intoxicating // lrh // luke hemmings

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i wasn't happy.

i was more sexually frustrated than i had ever been. something deep inside me burned to break luke's rules and just make myself cum right here and have him punish me again. but another part of me wanted to find out what would happen if i behaved.

i put my clothes back on and wandered back into my living room finding him comfortably lying on my sofa, scrolling through netflix.

he was so effortlessly beautiful and it was so annoying.

he didn't even look up at me when i walked in. he didn't even acknowledge me when i sat down next to him. he was deep in thought, barely concentrating on what he was doing.

after a while he turned his head to me.

"was that okay?" his voice was shallow and nervous, something i had never heard from him before.

"what do you mean?"

"the entire thing. i know i can be rough and i just want to make sure we're on the same page, before anything else happens."

i smiled brightly, knowing that he actually cared. his eyes showed a glimmer of hope when he saw my reaction.

"luke-" i began as i climbed onto him so i was straddling his lap. i leaned forward pressing my lips against his, gently moving them in sync. it was slow and romantic, just the way i had dreamed of. i pulled away.

"of course it's okay, honestly i've been wanting this for longer than you think."

"bree i know you think this is what you want, but i don't think you know what you're in for. sometimes i can't control myself and i don't know what i could do to you."

"silly daddy, you're underestimating me. anything you can possibly think of doing, i've done 10 times worse. and i love it."

an almost inaudible gasp fell from his perfect lips. i felt him getting harder underneath me.

"fuck you're amazing baby girl." he smiled. he began to reach up towards me before we were interrupted by my phone ringing.

i sighed and got up.

i read the caller ID before mentally slapping myself for loosing track of time. it was my therapist. my appointment was 30 minutes ago. shit.

"hello...yes this is Miss Laking...yes i know sorry...oh really...of course yes i'll be right in...sorry again...bye."

"who was that?" luke called from behind me.

"oh erm...my therapist, i missed my appointment and i need to go now."

i frantically ran around my apartment picking up random things to take.

"do you want me to take you?"

i couldn't be bothered to try and be nice or say no so i just accepted the offer thankfully.

before leaving i snuck into the kitchen without luke. i grabbed the nearest bottle i could find and took a big swig. there's no way i could get through these therapy sessions without having a drink. it was impossible. i quickly put some gum in my mouth and rushed to luke who was already waiting.

we got into the car and luke put the radio on. he gently hummed and sung some of the parts. it was beautiful. it would have been so much better if i wasn't petrified of him finding out all my secrets right here. just when things were starting to look up again.

word count; 562

filler asf, but wow people are actually reading this that's amazing. i literally wrote this in like 10 mins so sorry for the awfulness and ugh i'm terrible ik ik.