bus driver ; muke

virgin

*SMUT WARNING* (this the first time i've written smut so i'm sorry it's bad)

Chapter Three ⇒ Virgin

Michael and Luke's little thing went on for a long while. Michael told his mum that the earlier pick ups was because there was a couple new people Luke had to pick up that would take longer time. Instead, it was because Luke would stop on one of the dirt paths and the two would make out at their leisure. 

This had been going on for a couple months now. Luckily, the cold weather was coming so Michael had excuses to wear scarfs so his parents wouldn't see the hickey's littering his pale skin. 

It was early December and Luke picked Michael up an hour earlier today. Michael climbed on the bus and sat down in the front seat behind Luke so he could kiss at the boys shoulders and neck. 

"Michael," Luke mumbled softly. "Wait until we're on the dirt road. People could look through the windows and see us." 

Michael whined like a child, sitting back down in his seat. "Why don't you have tinted windows?" He asked, slumping back in his seat and chatting aimlessly with his blonde haired lover until they reached the dirt path. 

Today, Luke got out of his seat, joining Michael in the uncomfortable, plastic bus seat. Michael's grin was too wide for his face as Luke turned Michael so his back was against the window and legs across the length of the seat. 

Luke crawled in between Michael's legs, dragging his fingers up the length of Michael's body before they chastely braided through Michael's hair. "You're stunningly beautiful, has anyone ever told you that?" 

"Only you." Michael whispered gently, pushing his head up into Luke's hand like a cat. 

A soft smile grew on Luke pretty lips. "You're mine and only mine, right?" He asked, the protective tone in his voice sending chills up Michael's spine because not only was his cute but also extremely sexy. 

Michael reached up and pressed his lips to Luke's quickly and sweetly. "Only yours, baby." He whispered back. 

Luke grinned lazily, then pressed their lips back together gently. The kiss gradually got more heated. Michael had his legs wrapped loosely around Luke's waist and Luke's fingers were exploring anywhere and everywhere on Michael's body. 

Luke trailed sloppy kisses down from Michael's lips to his neck, sliding off Michael's scarf first, of course. Michael became a mess of moans as Luke sucked on a part of Michael's skin that wasn't already bruised. 

Michael carded his fingers through Luke's pretty, blonde locks, tugging  at them and causing Luke to moan against Michael's neck, sending vibrations through Michael's body. 

When Luke pulled off of Michael's neck, he blew softly over the prominent, purple wound and felt Michael shiver underneath of him. 

This is usually where the two would end, but today was different. Michael reached his hand up to the back of Luke's neck, smashing their lips together in a needy and lustful embrace. His hands immediately went for Luke's pants button but Luke stopped him and pulled away. 

"Michael," He breathed out, wiping a little dribble of spit off his lip. "If you want to go further, shouldn't we do it somewhere other than on a bus? Plus, I don't even have any con-"

"I want you now." Michael interrupted, smacking Luke's hands away as he resumed unbuttoning Luke's pants. He tugged them down Luke's long legs at an awkward angle and this time Luke didn't decline. 

His eyes widened in awe at the tent that was already formed in Luke's boxers. He ran his fingers over it slowly, curiosity filling his eyes like a little kid who was petting an animal he'd never seen before.