Luke when he's drunk would either be really cuddly or really horny, sometimes both. When you get home from the club, he's cuddly. He wraps himself around your body and stumbles into your bedroom, pulling you along with him. He struggles with your pants but eventually gets them off, tugging his boxers off his legs and whining when his shoes prevent his pants from coming off fully. He grabs the dresser and leans on it, struggling to push his boots off and whines again, "Baby I'm stuck, help me." You laugh at him and sink onto your knees, "Don't laugh at me," he pouts, his bottom lip poking out and his eyebrows furrowing. You hold back another laugh and pull his boots off his feet and pull his pants off his ankles. He lets out a contented hum and pets your hair, "Thank you, baby."
You stand up and remove your own shoes and pants, then your shirt and bra while he puts on sweatpants. When he takes off his shirt he hands it to you, a sloppy grin on his face as you pull it over your head. "You have pretty tits," he mumbles, his hands reaching out to trace your breasts through the fabric until you push him away and crawl into bed. He whines and follows after you, crawling on top of you and pulling the covers over the both of you.
Luke's hands settle on your thighs but slide up under your shirt as he nuzzles his face into your neck. He presses a single kiss to your throat and whines, "Baby, why aren't you cuddling me back?"
You giggle sleepily and thread your fingers if your right hand in his hair and slowly rub his back with your left, switching between scratching lightly and trailing your fingertips over the skin. "This better, baby boy?" You mumble, and he nods and presses another kiss to your neck. You keep running your fingers through his hair, curling the locks are your fingers and barely scratching his scalp. You're almost asleep when Luke shifts between your legs and moans into your neck.
He keeps moving every few seconds and you think he's trying to get comfortable until he huffs into your skin, "Baby I'm horny." You internally roll your eyes as he shifts his hips against yours so you can feel him through his sweats.
"Lu, you were half asleep five minutes ago." You complain, pushing his hair out of his face as he lifts his head up.
He nods and leans his forehead on yours, "Yeah but you know what it does to me when you play with my hair." Luke's lip brush yours and you almost push him away and tell him to go to sleep, instead you push your lips into his and tug him closer to you. After a few minutes of kissing, Luke slowly starts grinding his hips against yours, a groan falling from his throat. "Can I?" He mumbles through the kiss, fucking his hips against yours.
You whine into the kiss and nod, tugging on his hair and wrapping your legs around his waist, "Yeah baby, keep going." Luke moans into the kiss and tightens his grip on your hip, grinding harder into you. The kiss gets sloppy from Luke's constant movement and he breaks away to leave messy kisses across your neck, a trail of hickeys and spit in his wake. He pushes his shirt up your body and pulls away to admire your exposed breasts, a groan falling from his lips. A whimper tumbles from your lips, brought on by the friction his cock is providing against you through his sweats and your panties. His lips drag down your body until they reach the collar of your shirt, and he pulls away to fully take it off before dipping back down and wrapping his lips around one of your nipples.
He tugs on the bud with his teeth and trails his mouth over to the other nipple, his free hand dragging up your side to tease the one his lips abandoned. Luke moans against skin, his cock throbbing in his sweats and the pain from your fingers pulling on his hair driving him crazy in the best way. He pulls away from your chest and stutters, "Baby, I'm close."
You nod and drag his lips back to yours, "Cum for me baby, let go." He nods and moans into your mouth, he gradually gets more vocal the closer he gets, moans and whines and curses spilling out of his mouth as his orgasm builds. He buries his face in your throat and starts sucking and biting on the skin. Luke only takes another minute of grinding before he's shifting again and it only takes you a second to realize he's jerking himself off. You can feel him rocking his hips into his hand, his jaw slack, mouth open in constant moans and his lips leaving messy wet kisses on your throat. After another moment his hand tightens on your hip and you feel him releasing onto your stomach, his teeth sinking into your skin as he comes undone above you.
You keep stroking his hair through his orgasm, until he pulls away from your body and giggles. "'M sorry, made a mess on you." Luke watches you for a minute, stroking your thigh with his clean hand before he speaks again, "Gonna take care of you then I'll clean you up for bed, yeah?" You nod and he leans down and captures your lips in a brief kiss before he's pulling your panties down while kissing down your body. A shocked whine leaves your throat when he doesn't skip over his cum on your stomach, his lips gliding over the white streaks, spreading it just a little more with his mouth. He finally meets your center but pulls away and looks up at you then brings his hand to wipe over his lips with his fingers before he brings those same fingers to your stomach to collect more of his cum before he pushes them into your mouth.
Luke uses his free hand to push your thighs apart and leaves his fingers in your mouth as you lick them clean he dips his head down to your center, licking a flat stripe over your center. You whine around his fingers, one hand tangling in his curls and the other around his wrist as he flicks his tongue over your clit. He slowly eases one finger into you, pumping it at a teasingly slow pace that matches the way he's flicking his tongue over your clit. He leaves his fingers in your mouth as he eats you out, your tongue flicking between his fingers to collect all his cum from his fingers. He hums against your clit as you suck harshly on the tips of his fingers, "That's is baby, suck on my fingers. Bet you wish they were my cock, hm?" You whine again when he pulls his mouth from your center and nod, your hands curling in his hair and lifting your hips up.
Luke let's out a low chuckle before he pulls his fingers from your mouth and drags his own back down to your center, he gingerly licks over your clit as he works s second finger into you, his spare hand wrapping around you and laying his hand flat on your stomach to hold you still. You can feel his cum being smeared across your stomach but as his fingers and mouth work against you, you can't find it in yourself to mind the mess. Your nails drag across the sheets before finding his bicep and dragging your hand across the skin, nails leaving faint scratches before you find his hand in yours and tangling your fingers in his. Your other hand stays tangled in his hair as he teases you, alternating from his tongue softly flicking over your clit and sucking harshly. Luke takes his time building your high, his fingers curling into your g-spot with every thrust.
After a minute he pulls his fingers from your hole and removes his mouth from your clit, a whimper falling from your lips as your building orgasm fades away. "Sorry baby, you just look so pretty like this. Had to stop and look, I'll make it up to you." He apologizes before you can complain and dives back in before you can reply. Instead of using his fingers, he sucks on your clit for a second before he dips his tongue into your hole. A gasp falls from your lips as he works his tongue in and out of you, lapping at you like he's never had anything better. His thumb finds your clit and he massages tight circles into the bud and the fingers of his other hand dip down to your entrance. Luke sneaks a glance at you, groaning at the sight of your back arched and face scrunched with your head digging into the pillow before he pushes two fingers in. He pulls his mouth away and spreads his fingers open before dipping his tongue between them and flicking his tongue around. He keeps this up for a few seconds before moving his mouth back to your clit and pulling the bud between his lips, sucking harshly and skimming his teeth over it. Luke goes back to finger fucking you and sucking on your clit until you're squirming beneath him. It isn't long before he feels you clenching around his fingers and your clit pulsing on his tongue and soon after the first signs your legs are tightening around him and you're pulling his hair and moaning his name like a chant. Luke works you through your orgasm until you're whimpering and pushing him away from you. He groans as he pulls his fingers from your dripping cunt, fingers coated in your cum before he drags them through the mess on your stomach before pushing the mixture into your mouth.
You lap at the combined mixtures on his fingers until they're clean and he pulls them away from
you. "Shoulda put your hair up baby boy," You mumble, then giggle as he gives you a confused look. "You got cum in it, you came on my stomach and when you were going down on me you got it in your hair." You giggle more as you explain and his mouth falls open, a groan falling from his lips.
"Guess that means I need a shower, looks like you do too princess. Can't have you rolling around in my cum all night, isn't that right, baby." Luke jokes as he climbs off the bed and pulls you with him, "Round two in the shower?" You laugh at him and press yourself to him as he starts the shower and nod, "Definitely."
