teeth → l.h

chapter one;

Helena cannot stand Luke. There are many, many reasons for this- but the top three reasons in this list of reasons have got to be the three things she hates most about this man. Third on the list is whenever Luke bursts into her house in the middle of the night and wakes her up for no reason. She hates that. Second is how Luke jumps on her bed nearly every morning to wake her up. He's been doing it for years and he doesn't plan on stopping, and Helena is all too aware of this.

Coming in at number one on the list is when Luke gets cocky and decides he's going to edge Helena for painstakingly long amounts of time solely because he can. Helena has a love-hate relationship with this one.

"Luke, fuck, please-"

"You might want to shut up since your brother is right downstairs." Luke says in a hushed tone, his breath hot against Helena's ear, sending chills down her spine. "And be a good girl, yeah? Stop squirming."

"Please, please-" Helena's words slur and she can only murmur pathetic begging as her legs shake from the way Luke was edging her on.

"You taste good." Luke smiles against Helena's lips.

"That's because I'm sweet." Helena smiles innocently (Luke knows what she's doing. It's working).

Luke uses his free hand to push the hair out of Helena's face and the only thought he can seem to form is how beautiful Helena looks under him. He would never admit it, but Helena was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen and the love he had for her had him bursting at the seams. The way her body felt against his wasn't horrible, either.

"Luke please- fuck, please-"

"Are those the only words you know?" Luke interrupts Helena, chuckling as she tugs at the ropes around her wrists. "Start using your words and tell me what you want."

"Please-" Helena whines as Luke laughs at her. "Please fuck me, please-"

"That was so easy. It really took you that long?" Luke laughs as he reaches down, flipping the switch on the vibrator and tossing it off to the side of the bed, his hands briefly brushing against Helena's thighs.

He also wouldn't admit this, but while edging and overstimulating Helena was extremely satisfying, just pleasuring her and giving her what she wanted made him even happier.

He's so in love with her.

"It's not my fault you're an asshole and you had that thing on the highest setting." Helena says, breathless as her body comes down from the stimulation. "Can you untie me?"

Luke smiles softly down at Helena. Her hazel eyes staring up at Luke are the sweetest things he's ever seen. He can't say no. "Yeah." He says, barely above a whisper as he feels his heart skip a beat when Helena smiles tiredly up at him. Luke quickly unties the knots and discards the ropes to the floor beside the bed, before gently rubbing Helena's wrists and planting soft kisses on each of them.

Helena grabs at the long chain around Luke's neck and pulls him down to her, pressing their lips together. Helena bites at Luke's bottom lip as she tangles her fingers in his hair, and Luke laughs softly. "Are we still going to fuck or are you just gonna play with my hair now?"

"We've still got time before dinner. Anyway, you owe me."

After the fact, Helena kind of wishes she hadn't said that, given the fact that Luke has no problem giving her what she wants- and then some. "Dude." Helena breathes out, shutting her eyes as she lazily pulls the sheets up to her chest.

Luke laughs softly. "You did say I owed you." He comments as he rolls over to face Helena, draping his arms over her chest as he plants a kiss to her temple. "That wasn't too much, was it?" he asks softly. Granted, the pair did have a safe word. However, Luke is in a constant state of worrying that he'll hurt Helena's tiny figure.

"No, lu," Helena smiles as she turns her head towards Luke. "I'm okay. You know I'd tell you if I wasn't."

"Yeah."

As far as Ashton is concerned, Luke and Helena are studying for a biology test.

In general, he wouldn't be all that bothered by Luke dating his little sister, but Luke and Helena decided that since they weren't actually together and were just having sex, Ashton absolutely did not need to know.

"Dude, you look dead." Ashton chuckles when Helena walks into the kitchen. Helena decides that if she had a dollar for the amount of times she's emerged from her room after she and Luke have had sex and Ashton tells her she looks tired, she would be rich.

"Dude," Helena mocks Ashton. "Up all night studying." She comments as she grabs a bottle of water from the fridge.

Ashton sighs. "I thought I told you to get her to stop doing that?" He raises an eyebrow at Luke, who's using a fork to fish a noodle out of the boiling water. "They're not done yet."

Luke rolls his eyes and drops the noodle in his mouth anyway. "Too bad. Also, I haven't been able to make her do anything she doesn't want to do in the ten years we've known each other."

It might be a good time to note that Luke and Helena have known each other for ten years, and they've been having sex for eight of them. There was the summer of 2016 though, where Luke and Helena were on opposite sides of the country for all of the summer season, because Luke had a girlfriend. Helena could not stand her.

Of course, Helena would never admit that the reason she hated Luke's girlfriend was because she was jealous. To her, Arzaylea treated Luke terribly and Helena refused to support their relationship. This is true- Arzaylea was horrible to Luke- but Helena was extremely jealous of them and she missed Luke that summer more than she thought was possible.

"Oh, Cal's coming over tonight so-"

"So I'm spending the night at Luke's, got it." Helena grimaces.

Ashton laughs. "You don't have to."

"No," Helena shakes her head. "I do. Shit's traumatizing."

"Alright, well, at least sleep while you're over there?" Ashton chuckles, raising an eyebrow at Helena and Luke.

"Wh-what?"

"What- what would we-"

Luke and Helena's brains scramble simultaneously and if you listen closely, you can hear them both short circuit. You'd think they'd be better at this.

He knows, he knows, he knows, he-

"Y'all are literally dumb and dumber, so please actually sleep tonight." Ashton scoffs. "Remember in your junior year when you two stayed up two nights in a row binging Supernatural?"

Helena sighs. "We don't have the willpower to do that anymore. Old age is rough- miss the queerbait though."

Ashton ignores the last comment.

"We're also too busy having wild sex to watch netflix." Luke shrugs.

Ashton rolls his eyes. He's a little traumatized, a little more desensitized.

"Why the fuck are you like this?" Helena hisses once she shuts her bedroom door. "You're lucky he doesn't believe you!"

Luke flops down on Helena's bed as he laughs. "Exactly; he doesn't believe me. I've been saying that shit since we were like sixteen, he thinks I'm just fucking around."

"Fifteen." Helena corrects him. She drops down next to Luke and rests her head on his chest. "We've been together since we were fifteen."

together.

"If he starts questioning it I'll handle it, bel." Luke says softly as he rubs Helena's back. "You know I wouldn't actually tell him shit."

"I know." Helena smiles. "You're still obnoxious though."

"Watch it, we'll be at my house tonight so I can make you be as loud as I want."