lip ring//hemmings

lip ring//hemmings

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"What will make me look more punk rock?" Luke teasingly asked, taking a seat on the high seated chair. "For starters, I suggest a lip piercing." Heidi replied, snapping the gloves over her hands before grabbing Luke's chin and cleaning his lip. "Would I be able to change it to a lip ring later on?" Luke questioned, staring at the wild haired girl. "Maybe when you get more punk rock." Heidi teased him and held her piercing gun with steady hands. Luke Hemmings was probably the most sensitive and cuddly one of the band. A band who dreamt of becoming punk rock (as a probable joke). After getting a simple lip piercing from her, Luke finds excuses to go back to Heidi's shop. It might just be a "lip ring" friendship- but Luke definitely wants more. story idea credit to gaygaybans, writing done by jackie and isabella. cover made by isabella, probably why it sucks. oops.
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When I got there, his door was unlocked. I walked in. "Hey Luke," I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. "Hey hottie," he whispered in my ear before kissing down my neck. He stopped at my sweet spot and sucked. I moaned. "Babe, you can't leave a mark. I have to go back home to Cal still," I sighed. He groaned. "I love you so much Morgan," he whispered in my ear, "I wish you were mine. Not Calum's." I sighed as he spun me around and pushed me against the door. His arms trapped me as he pressed himself against me. "I bet you a can fuck you way better than he can. Tell me. Who's better?" "Actually, I've never slept with him." "So I'm the only person you've slept with?" I nodded as he pulled off my shirt. I wound my hands around his neck and brought his lips to mine.

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