Pranks | Muke

Chapter Eleven

-Michael's point of view-

Though I kissed Luke for the second time (despite it being our first consentual kiss) earlier that day, the two of us still sat in an awkward silence until night came. We struggled to change into new clothes, resulting in a lot of ripped ones, then went to sleep.

Just like the previous night, I felt Luke wiggle beside me in the early hours of the morning. I groaned, forgetting about his little secret, and thumped him as an indirect way to tell him to stop. He didn't though, and heaved himself and the handcuffs up out of the bed.

"Ugh," I rubbed my eyes, remembering what Luke wanted to do. "How do you do this everyday?"

A part of me was excited about watching the stars again. Especially with Luke now that we had a little more of a connection. We hardly knew each other having spoken as little as possible, but there was a definite attraction between the two of us. And I now knew that I was happy to accept that. "Enthusiasm overtakes tiredness." Luke replied.

"Not for me," I continued to rub my eyes with my non-handcuffed hand as if it would wake me up. I was growing used to constantly having cool metal attached to my wrist, so I did not think much of Luke wrapping his warm duvet around us and then nonchalantly dragging me through his dark house towards the sliding doors that lead to his garden.

"I'm going to open these now," Luke spoke to me mockingly as we approached the doors. "Right now they're closed." He gave me a knowing look reffering to the incident when he had me walk into the said door.

"Shut up." I glared, lightly hitting Luke's arm. I shoved the boy so often, it would not be surprising if he had a bruise in that same spot.

Once the door was actually opened, the two of us stepped out into the garden and walked slowly into the middle. The door was left slightly ajar as we did not fancy being locked out in the cold. Once we found a nice spot in the middle not too far away from a tree, we fell down onto the ground in unison. It was nearly freezing outside given the time of year, so we both subconsiously cuddled each other to keep warm.

"It's nice finally having someone to do this with." Luke broke the comfortable silence between us.

I nodded, not taking my eyes off of the stars in the sky.

"The stars are pretty."

"So are you." My breath hitched, not being used to Luke being so romantic. He cuddled me closer, both of us ignoring the loud clatter of the metalic chain between us, and moved his head a little closer to mine.

"Erm, thanks." I replied. I mentally facepalmed at my awkward reply. Finally I took my eyes off of the stars and looked towards Luke. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the night, and so I carefully examined Luke's facial features: soft and rather beautiful. "Look," I spoke before the blonde could say anything in reply, "we never talk. Ever. I wanna know stuff about you."

Luke looked a little taken aback at my statement, as he took a moment to carefully choose his words. "Okay. What do you want to talk about? You know I like watching the stars. I know you like to pull pranks on people."

I hummed questioningly, "favourite food?"

"Cereal. Yours?"

"Pizza."

Silence fell again. "Ever had a blowjob?"

I flinched. Luke spoke so casually. "Erm, n-no."

"Do you want one?" Luke suggested, smirking a little.

"In your back garden in the middle of the night?" I asked, growing on the idea. Luke shrugged.

"It's good to try new things."

I shrugged back, starting to feel a little turned on by the idea alone. "O-okay," I stuttered, shifting next to Luke.

The blonde smirked, a hint of lust shining in his eyes under the moonlight, and adjusted himself slightly to face me. His handcuff-clad hand found my knee, and rubbed it soothingly. Then, it trailed up my leg and gradually met the little tent in my (or Luke's borrowed) pyjama bottoms. "If you don't like it, you can tell me to stop and I will."

"Okay." I repeated, trying to stay as still and calm as possible with my heart beating so fast.

Luke looked back up into my eyes and I noticed how the pupils in his eyes dilated as he looked at me. Then, he looked back down and placed his hand onto my bulge. He palmed it slightly, me getting used to the new feeling of someone else touching my lower region.

I grew harder at Luke's touch. "Pull my trousers down." I asked, craving the feeling Luke was giving me.

He did as told, as he pulled them down slowly to expose my hard-on. He grinned slightly, placing his hand onto me. The cold metal of the handcuffs fell and touched my length slightly too, causing me to wince a little, but Luke quickly moved his hand into a different position so that it would not happen again and followed with a small apology.

Luke began to slide his hand up and down me slowly. Eventually it grew faster, earning a moan escape from my mouth. Then, in the midst of my moaning, Luke took me into his mouth. His tongue licked me slightly before he began to suck.

"F-uck, this feels so good." I whimpered. I'd never recieved anything sexual from a boy or a girl, which made the situation even more special.

It was cold, we were barely clothed, and we were outside in the dark. But the two of us continued to make pleasured noises as Luke sucked harder as time went on. His hands gripped my waste, my body too much of a mess to bother about the cold metal chain touching my bare skin, and my own hands tugged on Luke's sweat damp hair.

My back arched slightly, savouring the feeling of Luke. His tongue roamed my cock as I started thrusting myself into his mouth. "I'm, I-"

Luke nodded as best he could with me in his mouth, as he licked my tip. That was enough to set me off, as I came into Luke's mouth. The two of us whimpered in pleasure as we closed our eyes. Luke's hard-on, that I only noticed afterwards, faded soon as well.

Luke caught me off guard as he pecked my lips lightly, me cringing at the taste of my come on him, but admired the satisfied look on his face. "How was your first-"

I cut Luke off by tugging my arm and yanking him beside me, "great. But I'll have to get you back for it later."

"Revenge is a dish best served hard." Luke spoke, laughing at his lame comment. That was another thing I liked about the boy - how he thinks he's cool when he really is not.

"Mhmm," I hummed as I pulled the damp pyjama bottoms back up and wrapped my arm around Luke's neck, "you're gonna get a lot of revenge from me if you're lucky, then."

Luke grinned and opened his mouth to speak, but shut it when a light that looked as if it came from his kitchen turned on. We froze, watching the silhouette of somebody walk towards the sliding doors.

The post-sexual pleasure I was feeling quickly faded and was replaced with fear of seeing what looked like Luke's mother walk closer to the doors.

"Is that-"

"How did she-" Luke followed my confused tone of voice.

"Luke, does she know," I paused.

"No. Hide."

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Oh shit Luke's mum may have caught him giving a blowjob in her garden.

But yay smut :D that's the first of a few, because my stories are quite smutty and this one is no different

Btw some drama is coming soon so prepare yourself

Anyway I hope you guys had a great Christmas! What did you get? :)

Also you know I told you guys I dyed my hair turquoise the other day well after a couple of washes it has now faded to grey oh

Until next week, bye ily guys so much.

-Celia