❝you have a pretty detailed fantasy of my boyfriends best friend banging you against the wall❞ {luke hemmings} {warnings : smut, sexual content, daddy kink}

If me and you are living in the same place Why do we feel alone?! A house that's full of everything we wanted But it's an empty home. Why can't we choose our emotion? 'Cause we could feel something's broken And I can't stay without hoping We'll never be alone And all the things that we dream about They don't mean what they did before I just wanna get back to us Cause we used to have more Why does it feel like we're missing out? Like I'm standing behind the door I just wanna get back to us Cause we used to have more We used to have more