The Only Reason (Muke)

Twenty Questions Is Fun!

Luke's P.O.V

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It's just twenty questions. It can't be that bad.

Right?

"I'll start," he said, sitting up and sitting so he was next to me- so close our legs were touching.

He looked at me and smiled, "What's your favorite color?"

"Blue," I shrugged, "What's your favorite color?"

"Red," he answered with a grin, "Favorite movie?"

"Nightmare Before Christmas,", "Least favorite food?"

He made an 'ew' as he answered, "Spinach," he shuddered, "What's your favorite food?"

"I guess anything Italian,", I searched for anything else, "How many times have you dyed your hair?"

He started counting on his fingers, but when he ran out, he gave a shrug, "More than I can count,"

I chuckled before he asked his question, "Hm.. Have you ever kissed a guy?"

I felt my face get ten times hotter as he turned to look at me, amusement written all over his face. "Erm.."

He laughed softly, "I'm gonna take that as a no, but..."

I felt my eyes grow huge as he leaned over, our noses touching. He placed his hand on my waist and (somehow) pulled me closer, speaking in a hushing, husky voice, "I could change that,"

I swear, all the blood in my body rushed to my face at that moment, and I started to oh so brilliantly choke out bits and pieces if words that didn't even make a sentence, "You me- uh- we could- I could- uhhh..."

He smiled, his eyes twinkling as he looked at me, "You're so cute.."

His breath was brushing against my lips, making me shudder before looking at him.

He was..

Really hot up close.

I bit my lips as I traveled my gaze into his green eyes. He looked as if he was just admiring me, and my face (if possible) got hotter.

"Kiss me," he breathed out, "You know you want too Hemmings,"

I did.

I wanted to so fucking bad.

I bit my lips, my gaze going down to his mouth but back to his eyes.

"Kiss me first," I didn't even realized I whispered the words until I spoke them.

Unlike me, he didn't hold back.

I made a small "Mmf" in shock as he crushed our mouths together, but a few seconds after, I think I literally melted, returning the affection. My arms went around his neck, both if us tipping our heads in the opposite direction to make the kiss deeper.

He suddenly trapped my bottom lip between his teeth, and I gasped out as he started to suck on it before kissing me again. His hands started to wander up my chest, feeling everywhere before circling his arms around my waist again.

Feeling confident, I traced the seam of his lips with the point of my tongue, and he almost immediately opened. His tongue found its way into my mouth and played with mine. I tangled my fingers in his hair as the kiss started to turn more violent.

He suddenly broke the kiss, moving down to my neck, leaving little nibbles until he reached my jugular. I felt myself shudder as he licked and blew cold air.

He bit down on that spot, and a needy mewl suddenly broke out of my lips as I arched my neck. I swear I could hear him smirk before he latched himself on that spot like a vampire, sucking and biting and licking.

I squirmed from under him, making little noises of enjoyment without choice.

Next thing I knew, he was on top of me, and we stayed like that for a while until we got tired.

"G'night beautiful," he mummered from behind me, his arms tightening from around my waist.

For the hundredth time, my face got hot. I tangled our feet together and relaxed into his touch, "Night."