Gravity Falls || malum & lashton au

6

"Fuck," Michael groans, feeling the tightness in his pants becoming more and more painful by the second. He wishes that he hadn't put on this tight of pants today. The sight of big blue eyes staring at him and the blonde's frail body on top of him, softly squirming against his crotch.

"We shouldn't do this, Luke. You know that I don't like you, and Ashton has a major thing for you. He wanted to kill me over you," Michael chokes out, holding back another groan. He's attracted to Luke, he'd fuck him into the mattress in a heart beat.. But he doesn't like him to the extent of wanting to be in a relationship with him. The blonde deserves someone to take him on dates, someone to hold his hand, someone to support him and marry him one day. Michael can't give him that. It'd be a lie. Michael sees him as a brother, just a brother that he wants to fuck ruthlessly.

"If you don't like me, then why are you such a mess?" Luke asks sweetly, wrapping his fingers in the boy's purple hair, tugging softly and pulling his thin bottom lip between his teeth. He continues to softly grind, causing Michael to tightly close his green eyes, trying to find the power to resist this small boy on top of him. He can't do this. He doesn't want to use Luke. It wouldn't be fair to Luke. He wants someone who can hold him romantically at night, not just simply for comfort and only comfort when he has a nightmare.

"You know what I mean. You're hot as hell, believe me. But you're my bro," Michael whimpers, Luke playfully biting at his neck. Fuck, this is torture. Michael's never been turned on this much before. He hates it. No one can really haye being horny, he just hates that he's having so many issues holding back. At this rate, he's gonna lose it. And he knows that he'll regret it the moment he gets off. Which is horrible. Luke shouldn't be used like that at all, especially not by the person who helps him in social situations and is a friend for him when everyone else would likely judge him.

"Just do it, Mikey. I want you to; we don't ever have to acknowledge it," Luke whispers in his ear, then pulls it between his teeth, roughly biting it. This causes Michael to tightly grab him by his hips, roughly grinding him against his clothed crotch. Luke's wearing nothing but panties and a baggy V-neck. Michael can see his prominent member being held down by the tight lace. That must be so uncomfortable.

"Luke, are you sure?" Michael asks, wanting to throw him down as soon as possible and wreck havoc upon his body. He must be so tight and warm on the inside. He must be a virgin. Fuck, he can't take this. He has to fuck him.

"Yes, fuck me."

Michael has no more objections. He picks the boy up, turning them over to where the purple haired boy is now on top. He takes no time in unclothing his own bottom half. He eagerly takes off the blonde's panties, watching in awe as his member pops up. Luke is laying with his back on the bed, looking so innocent and perfect. Michael would naturally be feeling so guilty right now that his insides would be burning up, but he's far too aroused at this point.

Michael wraps a hand around Luke's length, gently pumping as the blonde closes his eyes and clenches at the blankets beneath him. Luke's breaths are shaky, his chest rising and falling quickly. Meanwhile, Michael's vision is completely clouded; his eyes feel warm. His whole entire body is taken over by the feeling.

"We don't have lube, do we?" Michael asks eagerly, rubbing the pad of his thumb over the blonde's tip. The boy beneath him trembles, softly jutting his hips forward in response to the sensation. He's so cute and sexy, Michael thinks.

"Beneath the pillow," Luke says softly with a whine in his voice. Michael grabs it, quickly squirting some onto his fingers after coating the cold liquid up his member. He sets the bottle back beneath the pillow and looks up to Luke's big blue eyes for permission. He softly nods, closing his eyes, bending and spreading his legs to allow access.

Michael traces his fingers softly across the blonde's hole, being sure to coat all of the skin that he can before gently poking in a finger. He glances up to see the boy biting his lip, withholding a soft moan. He extends the the finger all the way inside him, gently squirming it around. His skin is so smooth, so hot, so tight... Michael pulls out the finger slowly, and props himself up more comfortably between the blue eyed boy's legs.

He leans down to kiss the boy beneath him, slowly pumping his own member in the process, ensuring that the lube stays on and is fully coating his entire length. He lines his tip with Luke's hole, slowly pushing in. The lube helps but with how tight he is, Michael can only imagine what pain he must be going through.

Michael slowly pushes his entire length in. It's hard for him to resist quickly fucking in and out of him right off the bat. Needless to say, Michael has never been on top before. He's been on the receiving end before, once, but has never been dominant. It's a whole new world. Rather than feeling intensely sensitive, he feels powerful and like he can't get enough of the feeling. He wants to keep in constant movement but knows to hold back at first.

After a few moments of staying still to allow the blonde to adjust, he begins to slowly fuck in and out of him. Luke needily grabs onto his shoulders, his nails digging into the skin there as he throws his head back onto the bed beneath him. His body is being rocked into the soft mattress with each thrust, him occasionally clenching around the boy above him causing Michael to let out a soft gasp as his hair falls in his face, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, making the hair be more tacky.

"Michael," Luke moans out, causing him to snap his hips just a little bit faster. Fuck, this feels amazing for him.
"Michael," he moans again.

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"Michael," he awakes to a soft hand shaking his shoulder. He nearly has a heart attack. Was that just a dream? Oh my god, he is so relieved that it was just a dream. The guilt is gone and relief is setting in for Michael.

"Y-yeah?" He stirs, rubbing his eyes and making sure to hide his erection with the blanket that is laid over his body. He is never going to speak of this dream. He can't even fathom the thought of it. This is his sign to let Luke know how he feels, so that nothing goes wrong. He can't allow himself to do anything he'd regret. He wants to keep Luke close and as a brother, not as a fuck buddy.

"Are you okay? You acted like you were having a nightmare," Luke asks softly, a frown on his face. He's worried about Michael. He knows that he really hasn't been enjoying it here very much. He constantly seems upset and uncomfortable.

"Luke," Michael sits up, hugging the blanket to his body. This is the perfect time to let him know how he really feels, since the other two guys seem to be out.
"About that kiss... I want to let you know you're hot. I mean, hot as hell. But also... You're like family. I don't want you to continue thinking I want to be with you. I want you there as a brother. I don't want that getting ruined."

"You had a nightmare about that?" The blonde asks weakly, sitting down on the bed next to his friend. He doesn't know what to think. He made a fool of himself by kissing Michael last night. He's pathetic, it makes him hate himself. He literally just made a close friend and now he ruined it. How can Michael ever look at him the same again?

"Not a nightmare, but that's beside the point," Michael says with a chuckle.
"Look, we still bros?"

Luke looks down to him with sad eyes, and quickly nods before shoving his face into Michael's chest. He tries to hold back his tears, but he's incredibly embarrassed. He hopes things will smoothly go back to normal.

"On a bright note, Ashton was going to kick my ass over you. Pretty sure he likes you," Michael says while hugging the boy. He feels him laugh in his arms. It's a soft and shy laugh.

Michael knows now that nothing is going to change. If anything, it will only make their friendship even stronger. Sometimes you go through the craziest things with people, which is exactly what draws you even closer to them.

"Really?" Luke asks in disbelief. How could anyone be attracted to him? He lacks confidence. He wishes that he didn't, he just really can't help it.

"Trust me, he tried to kill me last night. I KNOW he likes you."