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Chapter ten; riptide "Fuck, Luke... I missed you." Ashton groaned as he lifted the blondes skinny legs higher, pulling them impossibly closer as he continued his shallow thrusts and attack on Luke's mouth.
The other man had a tight grip on the soft pillow to his left, his other hand clinging onto Ashton as if letting go would mean loosing Ashton.
"Did you miss me?" Ashton continued, dropping his legs in order to cup the blondes face instead, causing them to make eye contact, the intensity making Luke's eyes water.
Luke nodded, not trusting his own voice as Ashton's mouth moved from his own and landed on his neck, kissing a trail as he held onto Luke's hips, leaving a mark.
Luke could feel the familiar sensation in his lower stomach as Ashton increased his pace, holding his and Luke's entwined hands above the blondes head.
"C'mon, baby." Ashton breathed out against his neck, "Show me you're still mine-"
That's all luke needed to find his release before Ashton was following close behind, gently laying himself on top of the blonde with his head shoved into his neck.
Luke attempted to catch his breath as he wrapped his arms around Ashton's shoulders, keeping them close together.
"...that was something." Luke spoke up after a while, a smile playing on his lips. They had made their way home after the beach, hands entwined as if they needed to be physically attached at all times now. The babysitter had put Lexi to bed, she had just finished some rom com and was ready to go home and fall into bed whenever they were home. When they did arrive, Ashton tipped her before he was shutting the door behind her and proceeding to push Luke up against it.
Ashton ran his fingers through Luke's blonde locks, tiredly smiling in his direction as Luke pressed his face against his chest, gently tracing any tattoos Ashton had in reach. He trailed his hand down Ashton's toned stomach, pausing when he reached where his body met the sheet of the bed, covering his modesty.
"You still have this?" Referring to the tattooed 'L' that sat on Ashton's lower stomach.
Ashton had gotten it done one night when they visited Melbourne together. They had been slightly tipsy, trying to think of something fun to do for the night in the city when Ashton had declared he wanted another tattoo. Luke hadn't expected Ashton to turn to the tattooist when they asked what would you like and say that he wanted my boyfriends initial permanently on my body.
It had meant so much, the L on his stomach indicating that he wanted something of Luke as a reminder on his stomach.
And it was still there, Ashton hadn't removed it or covered it with another tattoo.
Luke couldn't help feel smug over the fact that over the past five years, any one night stand Ash had, would have seen the L on his stomach.
"of course." Ashton brushed Luke's fallen curls back, before he pressed a kiss to his forehead.
