Cake+HS+U (part 3)

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"I am so sorry," you say after the introductions are done. "I was just tidying up but then Talk Fast came on and I had to dance along."

"No worries luv, we won't tell if you don't," Calum said as he threw his arm over Luke's shoulders.

"I can step out now if y'all want some privacy, unless there is something I can get for you. Food services is closed, but we keep a small stash of snacks and stuff in the supply closet at the end of the hall if-"

Luke cuts you off as you realize you're rambling a bit, "We don't need anything, and you certainly don't need to be that nervous, we're pretty chill guys."

"And you should stay, if you guys don't mind, I'd like to hear more of that playlist, Maybe there will be something we can all dance to," Harry adds, winking.

"But first, a drink!", Calum hollers, pumping a fist in the air. 

[[[AUTHOR'S NOTE: I may come back at another time and finish the filler scene leading up to the main event, but right now I just want to get to the smutty goodness of the story.]]]

Luke went to sit on the couch beside Harry, leaving about a foot or so of space between them, while Calum continued to sing and dance along with you. You had only had a couple drinks after much persuasion from the guys, but you were running on full-buzz right now, and having more fun than you'd had in a while. 

Calum grabs your hand and spins you as the song closes, then turns to grab another drink just as PILLOWTALK comes on, you don't dare look at Harry right now because you've read all kids of fanfiction about him and the artist of this particular tune, and would rather not let him know that by him seeing you glance at his reaction to the song. 

Instead you look at Luke as the verse starts 

Climb on board
We'll go slow and high tempo
Light and dark
Hold me hard and mellow

Luke looks at you and pats his lap as he sings  the first line, rubbing his hand up his thigh along with the second one. You feel a hand on your lower back, giving you a gentle push toward the couch. You look back to see Calum right behind you as he gives you another gentle nudge, letting his hand slide down the curve of your bottom as you take the few steps toward the couch.

Standing directly in front of Luke now, he reaches his hands up and you place yours on his shoulders as you slide one knee between him and Harry, and the swing the other over his lap, straddling him. He grabs your waist and pulls you toward him so that your chests are nearly touching. Luke starts to lean in, but before you can process that you feel a weight on your thigh.

You look down and Harry has placed a hand on your upper thigh, rubbing it with the pad of his thumb before squeezing it gently. He nods when you look up into his eyes, letting you know that this really is happening-if you want it to. 

Placing your hand over Harry's on you leg, you turn back to Luke just in time for your lips to meet. Fuck, this is really happening!

You pull back after a couple seconds, looking at Luke, then Harry, and turning your head to look at Calum as he slides up behind you and places a hand on your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. You look back at Harry one more time to see him and Luke exchanging a look. 

"Oh fuck it," you say as you grab Luke's shoulders and press your body up against his while bringing your lips back together for a much more sensual kiss. He squeezes your hips and you moan involuntarily, allowing his tongue to enter your mouth.

Calum pulls your hair aside and begins kissing the back of your neck as you slowly grind your hips into Luke, who deepens the kiss even further.

Meanwhile, Harry is rubbing your leg with one hand and doing something else with the other by the sound of it. You glance over at him while still kissing Luke and see that he's unbuttoned his shirt now and is rubbing his other hand along the inseam of his pants where a noticeable bulge is beginning to form.

You pull away from Luke and lift your chin up, a sign for him to begin kissing your jaw and neck. As he does so you slowly start leaning toward Harry so that Luke and Calum are getting closer to each other as they kiss up opposite sides of your body. 

You look at Harry and raise your eyebrow, asking permission. When he nods you reach over and slide your left hand into his open shirt, running your fingers across his butterfly tattoo, up one side of his chest and back down the other side, admiring the slightly tanned,  until your hand sits just above the waistline of his pants. 

Calum and Luke continue to work their way along your body until they are both in the same spot. You look back at them just in time to see Calum and Luke exchange a seductive glance before crashing their lips together. So. Fucking. Hot.

You turn back to Harry and see that he is watching the exchange as well. To get his attention you slip a finger underneath the waistband of his trousers and glide it along from one hip to the other. He groans and flexes his groin at the touch, and then looks at you with hooded eyelids, biting his lip.

You lean forward to kiss him and earn a smack on your ass from Calum who is gently removing Luke's hands from your waist. Bringing your right leg back to the ground, you stand up briefly before swinging your left knee over Harry's lap so that Calum can now straddle Luke. Noticing that Harry is the only one who has made an effort to undress, you reach over and pull up on Calum's t-shirt. Luke notices and grabs it, tearing it up over Calum's head and flinging it across the room. "Much better," he says as he grabs Calum's hips and licks a line from his chest to his lips.

You turn back to Harry and slip your hands underneath either side of his unbuttoned shirt so you can slide it down his arms as you lean in to suck on his nipple. He hisses and bucks his hips again at that before grabbing the hem of your shirt and lifting it up over your head. 

You press your chest up against his as you take his bottom lip in yours and suck gently at first, then a little bit harder. He opens his mouth in a gasp and you see your chance to slip your tongue inside, entwining your fingers in his hair as you do so.

Harry slides his hands down the sides of your body to rest on your hips, slipping his thumbs through your belt loops and squeezing as he begins gently moving your hips back and forth against him until you're grinding on him of your own accord.


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