Streaker.

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When it finally came time for Luke to lose his virginity, it wasn't anything like he'd expected.

They were at his house watching a movie like they usually did. Luke's mom wasn't home, she was running some errands and said she wouldn't be back until later that evening, so Luke and Ashley had the whole house to themselves.

Luke was enjoying the movie but Ashley didn't seem very interested, and about halfway through she reached over and turned it off, closing Luke's laptop and setting it down on the floor next to his bed.

"What are you doing?" Luke asked, watching Ashley as she crawled across the bed and then climbed on to Luke's lap, straddling him.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Ashley chuckled, running her hands up Luke's chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling themselves in his hair.

"O-Oh." Luke nodded slowly, realizing what was possibly going on. He didn't want to get his hopes up, because Ashley had a habit of making Luke think that he was going to get what he wanted and then stopping them. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Ashley nodded. She pulled away from Luke for a second and took her shirt off, throwing it onto the floor. Her chest and neck was already covered in hickeys from the last time they were alone.

"You're positive?" Luke asked again. He didn't want to get too excited if Ashley was just going to back out a few minutes later, that had happened too many times before.

"Yes, Luke, I'm positive." Ashley nodded. She came forward again and began to kiss down Luke's neck. "I want this."

"Okay." Luke said, holding back a moan as Ashley bit and sucked at his skin, definitely leaving a mark.

"Can I take this off?" Ashley asked, tugging on the bottom of Luke's shirt.

"Uh huh." He nodded quickly, already eager to get this whole thing started. His mind was a whole mess of emotions right now, Luke felt like he'd been waiting for this moment for so long and now that it was finally here he didn't know what to do with himself.

Ashley slowly pulled Luke's shirt off of his body and tossed it onto the floor with her own shirt. Then she pulled away and just stared at Luke for a minute, almost like she was rethinking this whole thing.

"What's wrong?" Luke whispered.

"Nothing." Ashley said softly, shaking her head. "I just love you."

"I love you too." Luke responded quickly, partly because he felt bad about never saying it back to her and partly because there was something inside of saying that if Luke didn't tell Ashley he loved her she'd stop all of this right now.

A small smile spread onto Ashley's face and she leaned forward again, this time undoing the button and zipper of Luke's jeans in the process. Between the two of them, they eventually got Luke's tight skinny jeans off of his body and onto the floor, adding to the pile of already discarded clothes.

They eventually got Ashley's jeans off as well, and that's when Luke realized that there were only a few layers separating them. This was really happening, and Luke still felt odd about it.

"Hey, do you think we should maybe do this somewhere else?" Luke asked. He knew that Ashley had done this before but Luke still wanted it to be memorable, so he thought that maybe if they did it somewhere weird or unique she'd have a harder time forgetting about it.

"What do you mean?" Ashley questioned, raising an eyebrow at him. She was probably so weirded out right now, Luke shouldn't have even said anything.

"Well, I mean, you've done this before, probably on a bed, and beds are kind of boring." Luke shrugged. "Maybe the kitchen - "

"I've never done it on a bed before." Ashley said, interrupting Luke.