I Guess So || Luke Brooks

Mickey Mouse. 43

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We sat across from eachother sipping coffee as it rained around 8, everyone else at the clubs and such. I was to lazy to dress and luke wouldn't go with out me.

"You know," he said sipping his coffee, "We could make our own club."

"Like what the Mickey Mouse club house?"

"No dummy, the dancing one."

"Oh I'm down."

He got up and connected his phone to the stereo, a mix of our songs playing.

"C'mon you faggot." he said, leading me and my hands to the middle of the living room.

His arm wrapped around my lower back, our bodies touching and our hands clasped together.

"Oh so it's slow songs for the beginning huh?" I said in my ripped skinny jeans and muscle tank.

"Pretty much."

"So, how are your fans?"

"Our fans?"

"No your fans."

"Our fans."

"Fine whatever."

"Perfect little cunts. Just like you."

"Hey, I'm not perfect."

"Um, yes you are."

"Ok, whatever."

We swayed and stepped to the low playing Sam Smith whom I loved.

"When are you gonna let me make you feel good?"

"You do already."

"No that's not what I mean."

"We already shower together is that not enough?"

His eyes stared into mine, his hand lowering onto my arse. I stared back, my lips barely touching as he squeezed enough to make me press into him.

"Not right now."

My breathing hitched, my feet being guided to be pressed into the wall. His other hand being removed from mine and gripping my arse as well . His hands squeezed me hard , his lips matching mine. I felt his lips go down my chin and jaw, his fingers now squeezing my inner thighs. His lips met my collar bones and my hands tugged at his flat almost-straight waves.

I was spun around and guided into the hall way to his room, but I wouldn't make it there. I slammed my self into the wall, stomach pressed against it.

His hand felt it's way under my shirt, the other through the front of my pants squeezing where my hip met my inner thigh. His hand pressed over my chest and under the wire of my bra, grabbing and pressing himself into me. I felt my stomach growing warm and loose, relaxing as his lips pressed into the back of my neck. He used his arm to help me walk through his bed room door releasing me to run and jump in his bed . I turned and faced him, now shirtless and kneeing his way over me. My shirt was removed and so were my pants. I raised my body into his as our lips moved rapidly his arm supporting my lower back and my legs supporting the rest of my as my hands moved in his hair.

"Just let me." he whispered through his breaths.

"Please." I whispered back, finally letting our hunger be fed.

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