It Happens in April

Six*

I woke up in blue.

Blue sheets, blue walls, blue eyes.

The moons light shone with a dark hue, making the color appear deeper. My mind was half wrapped in sleep, my body covered by sheets. I'd really done it then.

I laid still, searching my memory for how I'd come to be in that situation, naked in the youngest Hemmings' bed.

Luke never told me those 'things' he had been so afraid would make me leave. He'd kissed me in the parking lot and shot down my only argument, his age and, more importantly, mine which made me a legal adult.

We'd stood in the dark together until another car made its way up the hill. We giggled the whole drive back and Luke tempted me into the house in the middle of that horrendous curve at one thirty-two in the morning.

Luke was as awake as I. I felt his eyelashes brush against my neck as he blinked. He was on his side, back to the crystal-colored moon, his front so tight to me we could've became a single person. He traced his fingers along raised lines of skin he'd created earlier in the morning. The blanket only touched him where his body met mine, he laid one leg completely on top of it to loop around my own.

I ran my thumb across a new bruise on his hip, one of the few marks he held that was sure to be mine.

Over-controlling my breathing was the only way to keep my heart rate slow. I took agonizingly slow breaths, I knew I couldn't let Luke think I'd been upset.

"Hey, you okay," he asked despite my attempts.

"Time's it?"

He dug his hand across my chest and around my ribs, using my own body weight to counter his and pull himself onto my chest completely. He nipped at my chest once he'd settled comfortably. "A bit after six probably, Ashton woke me up a few minutes ago when he turned on the shower. We can sleep a bit more," he offered.

I assumed Ashton's shower must've also woken me, the water came from just behind Luke's headboard in the next room over.

"Or we could..." he left the statement open for my interpretation of his words but left me only one answer to fill that blank with through his actions.

Luke raised his chest to meet our lips again. He lowered one hand just enough to draw a gasp from my mouth. He smiled into our kiss when my hands gripped his waist, "yeah?"

"Ashton's - shit, okay - right next door."

Luke stopped him motions, meeting my eyes. "He'll just have to deal with it. You down?"

"No, but you can be."

He rocked himself slowly against my hip, giggling against my cheek and nodding. Then we were kissing again, and then his tongue was hot and wet and making its way down my chest.

He made his way slowly under the sheets that barely covered us. Dipping lower than necessary to bite into the sensitive flesh on the inside on my thighs causing my whole body to jerk, shock and pleasure.

"Ah! Wait, Lu, you're gonna have to..." I shifted my legs over to explain the words I couldn't find. He got the message and moved completely between my legs on the bed from where he'd been slightly uncomfortably to my right.

I slipped my right hand down to twist into his curls, not guiding, just anchoring myself for the moment. Something that didn't last long for me, I'd only let him have his way a for moment before I tugged on his hair to get his tongue where I needed it.

"Fucking hurry up an-oh!"

Luke kissed the very tip of me, moving to lay open mouth kisses down the entire length and licking a stripe back up to his starting point with a flat tongue.