Queer as Muke

1.10.6 Queens of the Road

"Stephen's great isn't he?" Geordie says as she gets ready for bed that night.

"Calum's damn lucky!" Maddie agrees, "Let's just hope he doesn't blow it."

"What's this?" Geordie asks, as she picks up an envelope from her pillow. Maddie watches her reflection in the mirror as she hangs her clothes up, wanting to see everything but not wanting to give the game away just yet.

Geordie reads out loud slowly, "This card entitles the bearer to one year year off..." She looks up at Maddie, not quite believing the words, "...To take care of the world's most beautiful baby."

"I crunched the numbers," Maddie turns around to see Geordie, unable to take the smile off her face at Geordie's stunned expression.

"But how?"

"Doesn't matter how, I made it work," She says, going over to Geordie who's kneeling on the bed.

"I don't know what to say!" Geordie exclaims, hugging her tight.

"You don't have to say anything!" Maddie's so happy at how surprised Geordie is and that she was able to do this, with Sam's help.

Taking off Geordie's top and kissing her shoulder, Maddie starts to make her way down...until Gus begins crying for his midnight feed and Geordie starts to apologise.

"No, no, it's fine..." Maddie reassures her.

Collapsing on the bed after Geordie's left for Gus's room, Maddie rubs her face with her hands, staring up at the ceiling. It had better all be worth it.

~~~

"Oh my God I've never seen so many cute boys in one place!" Corey exclaims as they walk down Toorak Street in Melbourne after having a very quick breakfast, twisting his neck around to try and catch a glimpse of each and every one.

"You're supposed to be looking for Luke!" Calum chids him before speaking into his phone to his Mum, "No, we haven't found him yet, we'll keep looking."

"Yeah, I need a break," Corey complains to Sam, who's studying a map that he's somehow picked up. The three of them come to a stop in the middle of the street, forcing everyone else to go around them as they look at Sam's map.

"Fan-fucking-tastic!" Michael says, shutting off his phone and coming to a halt next to them.

"Good news?" Calum asks.

"Someone's been using my credit card..." Michael smiles in an evil grin kind of way. "I'll meet you guys back here in an hour," He tells them before walking away in the direction they've just come in.

Corey makes eye contact with a guy crossing the street just in front of them and involuntarily moves forward, "Something's telling me we've been going in the wrong direction!" He calls to Sam and Calum who glance at each other and then start following with smirks on their faces. Trust Corey to start getting it on with a very cute guy as soon as he arrives.

~~~

Luke puts the croissant down that he's eating in bed when he hears the knock on his door. Tightening the white fluffy dressing gown that he's wearing, he gets up and opens the door.

A very pissed off, but fucking hot Michael is leaning on the door frame, his jaw set as he looks at Luke, his eyes boring through him before he walks in without a word, slamming the door fully open with his hand as he barges past Luke.

Luke nearly chokes on his croissant, swallowing it rapidly before saying, "Wanna come in?"

"Well why not?" Michael snarls, turning around in the middle of the room to look back at Luke, "Since I'm paying for it!" He turns to the large dining table in the middle of the room, looking at the food Luke's ordered from the night before and this morning by the looks of it.

"Melbourne's amazing!" Luke says, shutting the door and walking towards Michael, trying to diffuse the atmosphere in the room. "I went clubbing last night 'til six in the morning. And the guys, the guys are..."

"Did you really think you were going to get away with this?" Michael cuts in, staring in disbelief at Luke.

"I figured sooner or later someone would come and arrest me. But I was hoping you would find me first..." Luke says, his voice petering off as he looks at Michael, hoping he knows that he's throwing himself on his mercy.

"Well congratulations..." Michael smiles sarcastically, "Now pack your shit because we're going back."

"Back? Back to what? My parents don't want me!" Luke asks, his expression hardening before he stumbles a little over the next few words, "You...don't want me. My life's a fucking mess Michael!"

"Well, who's isn't?" Michael asks him a little more gently, seeing how upset he is. "But we're going to straighten that out. First thing, when we get back we'll find you a place to live..."

"Why cant I live with you?!"

"Because my place is only big enough for one person and that's me," Michael tells him.

Luke's face falls and he drops his head, not knowing where to look, only knowing that he really has no other options. Michael watches his shoulders slump and thinks how cute he looks standing there with a very fluffy bathrobe on. His blonde locks looking very yellow and halo-like against the bright whiteness of the robe. He wonders idly if Luke's naked underneath...

"Now come on, we need to leave for Sydney..." Michael says, pushing away those thoughts as he pushes off the wall he's been leaning on to walk past Luke, who thinks he looks very sexy in his all black outfit with a white shirt billowing out behind him. "...You're going to go back to school. You'll turn eighteen. And you're going to pay back every cent you charged on my credit card."

Luke listens, it's all pretty much as he expected and more lenient than he probably deserves. "By the way," He says, wanting to put the record straight, "I didn't go out clubbing. I didn't even leave the room."

So much for his grand adventure in Melbourne, he can't even do running away properly. He's not sure why he's telling Michael this, it's against everything the man lives by, but he wants him to know for some reason.

Michael smiles to himself, he really is adorable. "Well, don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

"You look like shit, you should go take a shower..." Luke blurts out suddenly. It's not like Michael isn't hot, he is, but now that Luke really looks at him he can see how tired and crumpled he is from driving all night.

"Yeah, I stink..." Michael agrees, sniffing at his arm pit as he ruffles his hair tiredly and shuts his eyes, rolling the kinks in his neck out.

'Fuck', Luke thinks, even Michael just lifting his arm and sniffing his pit is sexy. Without even realising it, he starts to undo the knot on his bathrobe, looking Michael up and down as his fingers work.

"You've had a rough night," Luke tells him as Michael opens his eyes to see Luke's bathrobe fall off his shoulders into a fluffy cloud on the floor. 

Michael's lips part, his breath shallowing as he realises he was right, Luke was naked under the robe. The lad's already hard, the shiny pink head of his cock contrasting with the milky paleness of his skin. 

'Fuck', Michael thinks, gazing at Luke, he really is irresistible. 

"Need help?" Luke offers in a whisper, taking a step towards Michael.