Gate Seven || L.H.

Hour Twenty-Three

"Lily."

"No."

"But-"

"I said no."

"Why not?"

"Do you know where that things been?"

"I know where it wants to be."

"You're gross."

Luke and I were sitting on opposite sides of the elevator, which was quite roomy, facing each other. My arms were folded across my chest as I glared at him while he gave me puppy dog eyes.

"I'm running low on c-"

"Don't say it," I snapped. "Nothing you say is going to change my mind. I'm not doing it."

"Lily," he whined.

"Stop it," I ordered, picking up my phone and putting my headphones in, listening to Colbie Caillat. "There's no way in hell I'm doing that."

"But it's normal," he groaned, throwing his hands up in the air.

"It's gross!" I argued. "You're disgusting and it's not happening. Get over it."

"Pleeeaaassseee," Luke whined, crawling over to wrap his arms around my waist and rest his head on my stomach.

"I said no Luke." He pouted and stared up at me with puppy dog eyes. "I know you know how Lily. You can't be that innocent. You probably read fan fictions with that stuff. I bet you're an expert."

"You were my first kiss and my first fuck," I blushed slightly at the words I uttered. I was just getting used to swearing. "What makes you think I know how to do... That?"

"You just can't be that innocent," he sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"Well I am you jerk," I said, smacking his shoulder lightly.

"Just one," he begged.

"No!" I shouted exasperatedly. Luke pouted and kissed my stomach gently. "I'll return the favour," he murmured, his lips brushing against my stomach, making me shiver.

"I'm not giving you a blow job," I said firmly. He sighed.

"I wanna fuck you all over this damn elevator," Luke said seductively. "But I'm running low on condoms babe. Come on. Do it for me."

"Not gonna happen," I replied sweetly, kissing him. Luke pouted but kept kissing me anyway. He grabbed at my waist and pushed me to the floor, biting at my lips gently. I had been getting hot earlier, so I unzipped my onesie up to my waist and pulled a black tank top on. That was now convenient for Luke, who was currently sliding his warm hands up my waist and stomach to the bottom of my bra. I moaned lightly against his lips as I felt him getting hard against my leg.

"Still not giving you a blow job," I gasped as he moved from my lips to my neck.

"Shit, you're still hot," he moaned against my neck, forcing another moan out of me.

"Stop it," I groaned, arching my back. Luke slid one of his hands out from my shirt and into my onesie, rubbing his hand against my thigh.

"Cut it out," I whimpered. He just squeezed my ass in response, making me moan again.

"Just do it," he whispered in my ear, tugging lightly on my earlobe with his teeth.

"N-No," I gasped. Luke sighed and got off of me. "Then turn around."

"What?" I asked, propping myself up on my elbows.

"Turn around. I have to... Take care of this." I laughed at him and he just blushed. "I'm serious Lily. If I don't take care of this, it's gonna hurt. You're lucky. You've never had to experience a throbbing dick."

"You're so gross," I sighed, crawling over to him. "Just... Gimme."

"Don't bite it!" He cried.

"I haven't even touched it yet, Jesus," I said. "Now, what am I supposed to do?"

"Well don't blow," he said.

"Then why is it called a blow job?" I asked.

"Oh no," he sighed. Luke stretched his arms out for me and I crawled into them. "Oh you poor, sweet, innocent child."

"Do you want the blow job or not?" I snapped.

"Please," he begged, immediately releasing me. I sighed and moved off his lap, starting to unzip his pants. Luke moved so he was sitting on his suitcase, giving me easier access. I pulled his jeans and boxers down which was extremely difficult.

"How do you even put these on?" I groaned, trying to tug his jeans down. Luke chuckled before helping me bring them down to his knees. His dick was standing at full attention.

"Um," I said shyly, looking down so my hair fell in my face.

"Just google it," Luke said, pulling my laptop over.

"I'm not watching porn," I snapped. "And you're not watching it on my computer."

"Too late."

"Gross."

"Please Lily," Luke begged. "I need this, and I swear I'll return the favour."

"No thanks," I said, wrinkling my nose.

"Oh you act like you didn't love it last time," he scoffed. I just rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Do you want this or not?"

"I know some of the best porn websites that you can see videos on for free," Luke grinned, like that was something to be proud of.

"You're such a disgustingly horny boy sometimes," I sighed. "You literally go from shy, awkward and cute to a sex obsessed idiot."

"Thanks for making me feel so loved," he said in mock hurt. I just rolled my eyes. "Shut up and mentally scar me some more so your dick can stop being greedy for attention."

"When you say it like that it sounds weird."

"You're weird."

"Shut up Lily."

"Looks like someone doesn't want their blow job."

"Alright! I'm sorry!"

"That's what I thought."