[nineteen] - [that's so hot, olivia]

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"Why not milk?" Luke asks. I whine and play with his hair.

"Lactose intolerant, remember?" I say, for the third or fourth time. He can't seem to wrap his head around the concept of being sensitive to dairy.

He turns himself to he can see me. "So, you get tummy aches from it?" He pouts. I giggle and poke his lips.

"Mhmm, so I just eat chocolate and sometimes cheese, that doesn't affect me," I say. He kisses my stomach, causing butterflies to flutter in it.

"I'm sowwy, Owivia," he says, in his cute baby voice. I run a hand through his hair. "It's okay, Lukey,"

He gives me a look. "Don't call me Lukey, it makes me sound babyish," he says, trying to be manly. I laugh.

"Did you hear yourself a second ago?" I ask. He rolls his eyes and buries his face in my stomach. I'm wearing his Misfits shirt and it's pulled up to my chest, so my stomach is bare. He blows on my stomach, making a silly noise. I laugh.

"Don't do that!" I say. He laughs. "I can do what I want, I'm punk rock!"

"Shut up, you really aren't," I say. He needs to let that go. He puts his mouth on my stomach and blows again.

"Lucas Hemmings, stop!" I whine. He lays his head back on my stomach and looks at me. I roll my eyes. "What?" I ask. He shrugs. "You're pretty," he smiles. I blush and push on his forehead.

We watch each other for a while. My old Blink album is playing from my speakers and he's drumming on my stomach.

"Oh, uh, Olivia?" Luke says. I look at him. "Hmm?" I ask. He gets nervous all of a sudden.

"I made you something, hold on," he says. He gets up from his spot on my bed and goes over to his backpack.

I watch as he takes out a little box-shaped object with a pretty light pink bow tied around it. He comes over and lays next to me. He hands me the little thing and I see it's a mixtape. On it is written, 'Olivia's Mixtape' .

"What is this?" I ask. He smiles shyly.

"It's all your favorite songs. They're seriously old, like, nineties," he chuckles. I flick his head, making him stick his bottom lip out. I kiss him.

"Thank you," I smile. He chuckles and shrugs. I like when he's all cute and shy. It's sweet.

I pinch his side. He whines. "Stooopp," he says. I keep pinching and poking him. He squirms around and accidentally rolls off the bed. I laugh.

His head pops up. "You're going to pay for this, Olivia Parker." He promises. I roll my eyes. "Sure,"

Luke jumps on the bed, pinning me under him. I squeak and cover my face. He starts tickling me, making me laugh and kick and roll around.

"Stop! Luke! I'm gonna pee!" I laugh. He laughs too. "That's so hot, Olivia," he teases. I whine.

He finally stops, staring at me. I cross my eyes, making a really dumb face. He chuckles and kisses my nose.

"We should make out," he says. My cheeks go red. "Uhm, okay," I say. I'm so awkward. He chuckles and kisses me.

It heats up quick, the burn on my skin and the coolness of his lip ring just adds to it. He stops only to take his flannel off, leaving him in a band t-shirt.

His lips move to my jaw, leaving kisses and a trail of fire. He sucks on a little spot, making me moan quietly.

"Don't leave marks," I whisper. He nods, kissing down my neck. I hold onto his shirt, keeping as quiet as I can.

He keeps kissing all over me. I have to keep my moans and yelps to a minimum, as my mom is downstairs.

There's a knock at my door. "Do you guys need a snack?" My mom calls. I push him off of me and fix my hair and shirt. He pulls his flannel on and quietly asks if his hair is okay. It's so messy and hot. I nod.

"Uhm, no, I think we're okay," I call back. She leaves us alone. Luke lays next to me and smirks.

"I'm not hungry anyway," he says, looking me up and down. I roll my eyes and push him off the bed.

"Can it, Hemmings,"

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A/N:

EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THEY CAN GO FROM SWEET TO SEXUAL SO FASTTTT

I like how I used to have really constructed author's notes and now it's literally just fangirling

I'm pretty sure I fangirl over this harder than you guys do okay okay

sORRY THis is so short, wrote it on my phone so I couldn't see the word count -.-

They need to fix that seriously

anYWAYYSSS

Hope y'all liked it x

Love you guise <3

-allie xx

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