Cherry / l.h ✔️

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~Violet's POV~

I woke up pretty early the next morning, by which I meant about seven AM. I showered quickly, putting on a robe as I got out, since I knew we wouldn't be leaving for a couple of hours. The robes were oddly comfortable and warm, also I couldn't feel my wet hair through them, which was a plus.

I left the bathroom and entered the bedroom, surprised to see Luke was awake already. I hadn't expected him to wake up for a while. "Why are you up?" I asked, confused. He gave me a sleepy smile, "You were gone." He said simply. I climbed back into bed beside him, giggling softly as he pulled me back against him. I could feel his hard on pressing against me, but I didn't comment on it because I knew he didn't care that I could feel it. "Why is your hair wet?" He mumbled, confused.

I tried not to laugh at the dumb question as I looked at him. "I showered." I responded, causing his lips to part in realization. "Oh. Duh." He whispered, chuckling to himself.

He got up, confusing me slightly. "I thought you were going back to bed." I said. He shook his head, heading into the bathroom with his toothbrush in hand. I followed behind him, leaning against the doorframe as he brushed his teeth. When he was finished, he set his toothbrush onto the counter and turned to face me, seeming to look at me for the first time since he woke up. "You must like that robe." He chuckled, walking up to me. I tilted my head slightly to look up at him, nodding. "It's comfortable." I shrugged.

He hummed, stepping closer to me and kissing me softly. I kissed him back, backing up as he gripped my hips and pushed me back until I hit the edge of the bed. I nearly fell, but regained my balance, softly pushing my hands into his chest. He bit my lip, tugging at it as I opened my mouth. Our tongues pushed out at the same time, a small smile at the edge of my lips as his tongue softly lapped against mine. I felt his fingertips suddenly playing with the tie of my robe, undoing it as he kissed me harder. He pulled away, softly nibbling my bottom lip as he opened the robe.

Luke quickly realized I was naked beneath and his eyes widened in surprise, pushing the robe from my shoulders to let it fall to the floor. "Were you waiting for me to do this?" He teased, grinning at me.

I stared at him, unamused. "Don't worry." He chuckled, suddenly spinning me around and bending me over the edge of the bed. "I'll give it to you." I felt his fingertips first, lightly trailing over me from behind, but not entering me. I could feel myself becoming wet as his fingers softly brushed along my clit, biting the inside of my cheek. He removed his fingers, pressing himself against me. I could feel the fabric of his boxers on my bare skin, his hard on grinding up against me as he lightly gripped my hips.

I rolled my lips into my mouth, feeling myself getting wetter. He pulled me back against him more, my fingers absentmindedly gripping the sheets as he circled his hips against my core. I heard him chuckle lowly, "You're soaking right through my boxers, little Cherry." He hummed, moving my hair away from my back as he leaned over me. His mouth kissed at my shoulders, softly biting my skin while he rolled his hard bulge against me. "Oh, god." I whispered to myself, laying my forehead against the mattress.

"I don't have a fucking condom." Luke mumbled into my skin, kissing his way down my spine. I raised my head, feeling myself throbbing with desire as I spoke. "I-I'm on the pill." I blurted, and he paused. "What? Why?" He asked, confused. I groaned, wishing he'd just take me already. "It does other things besides preventing pregnancy." I breathed, pushing myself back against him. "How long?" He asked, stepping back, maybe to take off his boxers. "Almost two years." I said.

I felt his tip softly sliding along my entrance, but never entering me. I anxiously waited for him to enter me, but it didn't happen. Instead, his length just slid back and forth against me, making me realize he was teasing me on purpose. "Luke, please." I gasped, listening to the sound of him chuckle behind me. When he moved away again, I lifted my head up, my hair flinging through the air and onto my bare back. He returned and gripped my wrists, bringing them together as he tied them behind my back tightly. "What is...?" I mumbled, confused. "Shoelace." He said simply.