Luke scoffed, amused with how hard you tried not to scream at the top of your lungs. He twisted his lips for a second, almost as if he were impressed with what he's done to you.
"Next time...", he leaned in whispering in your ear, "Just be a good girl." He then moved onto your lips, pecking them, then taking your bottom lip in between his teeth gently as he stared at you. Then he pulled away, disappearing.
Luke went downstairs tall and proud. Your mum smiled at him completely oblivious, "Did you have a good time?"
He replied short and clear, "Yepp."
She tilted her head, "Where's y/n though? Wasn't she going to walk you out?"
He calmly spoke, trying not to burst into laughter at the reason that he twisted, "Oh, she's upstairs. She said she might be coming down with a flu or something. I think it's getting her good, she said she wouldn't even be able to walk for a few days."
Your mum partially covered her lips with her fingertips, speaking softly in shock, "Oh my... I better make her some tea then."
Luke nodded and thanked her like a good sport, "Thanks for having me over Mrs Y/L/N. I'll show myself out, you can make y/n tea then."
"Alright sweetie, see you around", she said as he walked away.
In the meantime, you were sitting upstairs holding onto your head.
"That... that wasn't decent. That wasn't even human. How did he even... ugh", you question it, not believing, "What the hell just happened." You could barely hold your balance as you stepped off the bureau, unsteadily headed for the bed.
