What. Is. This. Chapter.
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I awake next to Luke. Our naked bodies collided together with me laying on top of him, meaning my dick were pretty much pressed against his. I heard his soft snors as we laid together.
I traced small patterns onto his chest. Luke was probably exhausted, I mean he pretty much did all the work last night, okay well I did manage to r-
"Hmm." Luke let out a small moan.
Was he dreaming? If so what was he dreaming about?
"Mikey.."
Oh shit, was he having a dirty dream?
"Faster.. Michael.. baby."
Fuck, he was.
I smiled before reaching over and grabbing my phone off the nightstand. I opened up the audio app and pressed record. I don't know why but I had a feeling this would be needed later on.
"I-I-I'm so close, keep going." He mumbled, I laughed and climbled off of him once the soft surface underneath me became hard.
Was I topping or was he in the dream? Cause, usually I was the one saying faster, and to keep going. I guess I'd just have to ask him later on.
As Luke continued to make the sexual noises as he dreamt, I left him to it so I placed the phone on the table and let it record. I then made my way to the kitchen were I had looked around for food.
That's when it struck me, I haven't ate in 2 and a half weeks.
I heard a loud moan, screaming my name from the bedroom. I laughed and then looked down. I reached up and pressed my fingers to my chest over my heart where the X was.
I could feel the indents of where my bones stuck out. Shit, I was back to being anorexic and there was no why I could hide it from Luke. Besides, just last night he saw. That's when I realized I was yet to put any clothes on.
"Good morning." I felt someone's arms wrap around my waist as Luke's naked body pressed to mine once more.
"Ow! Watch the ass!" I yelped as his hands went down to my hipbones. There was 2 bruises on each of them which he pressed and sent painshooting to my underside which was still recovering.
"Sorry babe." He moved his hands up a bit farther to where there was no bruises. That's when I felt his lips pressed to my neck.
I rolled my head back as he left yet another mark upon my skin.
"Just remember, you are mine."
I turned and looked down then back up, "You little shit."
"Ha, sorry." He laughed as he pulled me close to him.
"I will only accept your appology, if you help me out with this."
"Deal."
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"Fuck." I said laying down beside him on the couch.
"We have to do that again soon. Seriously." Luke said panting. I laid next to him on the couch.
His arm was around my waist, pushing our hips together. We were both sweaty and panting from the events that had just taken place. I looked over and saw his hair was messy, some of it was stuck to him forehead because of the sweat but most of it was just messy and still sticking up in it's quiff.
"Hey Michael?"
"Yeah Luke?" I managed to say. My lips were bruised and a bit sore so it was slightly painful to talk.
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Sorry •Muke•
FanficApologizes will be made when the broken boy meets the perfect boy... ***Trigger warnings - self harm, suicide, and eating disorder***