"Oh my god" you laughed as your best friend Luke’s selfie flashed across the screen for three seconds. His nose was awkwardly scrunched up and his eyes were crossed. You accidentally knocked your drink on your shirt in the middle of laughing and muttered a ‘shit’ before taking your shirt off and setting down your phone to put stain remover on your now-stained white shirt. Your phone beeped again with another weird snapchat from Luke, and you laughed before sending one with your tongue sticking out.
You went back to scrubbing the living hell out of your shirt. It was new and expensive, and you were upset you stained it on the first day wearing it. Your phone went off again, and you opened the snapchat from Luke, who, in this snapchat, was winking with his shirt off. You admired his body for the full seven seconds, his predominant v-line, his perfectly toned stomach, and his abs showing in the light of his bathroom. It took you a second to process what he actually sent you, and you were confused as to why he took his shirt off. You then realized the last snapchat you sent him was with your top off as well, and even though it was an accident, you were kind of glad you sent it.
You angled the camera above your head, taking the snap and making sure he had a good view down your bra, leaving it captionless as you hit send. A couple minutes later, another snapchat appeared on your phone. This time, Luke had pulled his pants off, leaving him in only his boxers, which hung lowly on his waist. You bit your lip and pulled off the shorts you were wearing, leaving you in only your bra and panties, and you walked over to your mirror, taking a picture and sending it so Luke got the full body shot.
You were almost shocked at the fact you and Luke were doing this. First off, you were both extremely awkward, and sending dirty snapchats? That’s breaking the awkward barrier completely. And the fact he was your best friend was also quite shocking, no one ever can guess they’re going to send dirty snapchats to their best friend. You wanted to walk right into his hotel room, which was just down the hall, and rip what remained of his clothes off. But you thought it’d be better if you didn’t, and you didn’t really know how to go about ripping someone’s clothes off either.
Your phone buzzed yet again, and this time you gasped at the snapchat, his boxers were off of him and he was holding himself in his hands. You pulled off the straps to your bra so it was almost falling off, and left the caption, “the rest you’re going to have to come get”, hoping he might run over to your room.
And you were quite shocked, when only a minute later, there was a loud knocking on your door.
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You pulled open your door, and Luke was leaning against the door frame on the other side, only wearing his jeans, his shirt no where to be seen. “I’m here to come get the rest” he smirks and walks into your hotel room, and you quickly pushed shut and locked the door behind you.
"Really? I thought you might be here to have some tea." you smirked and he rolled his eyes before backing you against the door, his body pressed against yours. He quickly attached his lips to your neck, sucking and leaving marks down your neck and around your collarbone.
"Do you usually have tea in lingerie?" he chuckles and lets his eyes trail slowly down your body. "Yeah, doesn’t everyone?" you joke. "I do- well not in lingerie- in boxers- I, you know what, nevermind" he stutters and shakes his head before picking you up and throwing you back onto the bed, crawling over top of you and gently kissing your lips. The innocent kiss easily turned into a heated make-out session, Luke grinding his hips against yours as your fingers tangled through his blonde hair.
"Luke do something" you groaned and he broke the kiss to stand up and take off his boxers, pulling your panties off too before hovering back over you. He gently kissed along your jawline, kissing your nose before pushing himself slowly into you, and you groaned out his name as he did. He brought his lips back to yours before starting to move inside of you, his thrusts at a slow and steady pace.
"F-faster" you whisper and grab his arms, which were placed on either side of your head. He nodded before quickening his pace, relentlessly pounding into you, the headboard hitting the wall as he pushed in and out of you. Both of your moans mixed and filled the seemingly quiet hotel, and curses fell from Luke’s mouth as he bit his lip, his complete focus on pushing you both over the edge.
He soon started twitching inside of you, his thrusts becoming sloppy before he released inside of you, moaning your name loud enough to be heard outside the hotel. He continued to move inside of you, bringing his hands down to rub circles in your clit, easily pushing you over the edge. You arched your back and moaned his name as you released too, Luke pulling out of you and laying beside you after you’d finished.
"Wow" Luke whispered and turned his head to look over at you. "Yeah. Wow" you sighed, completely out of breath. "I think this should be a regular thing" Luke winked. "What? Like friends with benefits?" you asked him confused. "I was thinking more like girlfriend-boyfriend, but if you don’t want that.." he frowned. "No-no Luke I do want that" you smiled at him and he grinned widely before pecking your lips and pulling you against his chest.
