Let’s Play A Little Game
Let’s Play A Little Game
Word Count: 4,193
Summary: You and Luke have some silent fun while your parents are asleep in the next room over.
Smut?: YES NO
“AreWeOutOfTheWoodsYetAreWeOutOfTheWoodsYetAreWeOutOfTheWoodsYetAreWeOutOfTheWoods!!!!!!” you whisper shout one Saturday night. It’s around 11:30 and you got home about half an hour ago from going to dinner and the movies with your best friends. You had been talking with your parents about your day before they decided to go to bed resulting in your going up to your room and jamming out. You had been texting your boyfriend, Luke, all day, and you were both really set on seeing each other this weekend, but didn’t think either of you had the time. Both of your lives were pretty busy, Luke’s crazier than yours at the moment, and schedules were not aligning at all this weekend. Suddenly, your phone lit up like a christmas tree
[AN: i made myself cry oops #TFIOS], and the Fifty Shades of Grey version of “Crazy in Love” started playing; your cheeky boyfriend thought it would be “fucking hot as fuck, babe” if that was his ringtone when he called you. It took a little bit of convincing on his part because, hello, that’s kind of risqué for you, the 17 year old, to have a song clearly about sex as your 19 year old, internationally famous boyfriend’s ringtone. You didn’t really mind what people said about you guys because you and Luke loved each other and were very happy together, but you also didn’t really need Luke to get convicted for a felony since you were technically a minor. Eventually you gave in; the stupid boy knows your weaknesses—neck kisses, disney movie marathons, and chocolate covered strawberries—too well.
“Baby,” he greeted you sweetly…too sweetly.
“Hi,” you giggled back, questioningly at his tone of voice, knowing that he was plotting something.
“I really wanna see you,”
“I really wanna see you, too, but we’ve been over our schedules for this weekend a thousand times and we just don’t have any common free times…” your pout can practically be heard through the phone.
“What if I told you that there’s a secret, hidden free time?” you knew he was smirking.
“I would tell you that I’d love you forever, but—“ you were interrupted by knocking on your window. You let out a tiny shriek from being startled and your eyes were wide as you whipped your head around to face your window. You immediately let out a sigh of relief when you saw that the scary monster staring into your bedroom was actually just your big bear of a boyfriend. He waggled his eyebrows at you suggestively and smirked at you. His eyes traveled up and down your body as you were walking towards him to let him in before he bit his lip and shook his head slowly. You were slightly confused by his actions until you looked down at what you were wearing.
Once you got up to your room after being out all night in a summery dress and wedges, you decided to take off both, leaving you in your red, lace bra and thong set. You were going to put on your pajamas, but it was hot in your room so you decided to wait until the air kicked on again. Your eyes widened and your cheeks turned red, not that Luke had never seen you in your bra and underwear—or even less, for that matter—but you weren’t necessarily planning on doing that when you guys hung out. You weren’t against it per se, but you were perfectly content cuddling on one of your beds, watching movies or talking, and maybe making out a little bit.
You stood at the window and carefully slid up the heavy glass, being as silent as possible. Once it was up enough for Luke’s tall frame to get through, he crawled in and helped you shut the mesh screen of the window, letting the night’s breeze sweep into your room.
“Baby,” he said it just like how he had when you talked to him moments ago on the phone, but with a big smile.
“Hi,” you giggled back again, chewing on your bottom lip.
“So, I guess you have to love me forever now, right?” he said jokingly, in a hushed tone, pulling you towards him by placing his big hands on your hips.
“I mean, I would’ve anyways, so…” you replied at the same volume and wrapped your arms around his neck. You stood there, next to your window, staring into one another’s eyes. Both of you wanted to absorb all that the moment had to offer. The lingering smell of rain in the air from earlier in the day seeping into your room, the sound of leaves rustling in the trees and the rare car speeding past, the way your eyes sparkled and his hair shone in the moonlight; serene moments like these were often few and far between with both of your crazy schedules, and it was amazing to just be, together. It was always in the back of your mind that Luke would be leaving again soon for tour and you had to make the most of the time you were in the same country before he’d be off, but you had a life, too, and refused to stop doing the things you wanted to do just to spend time with Luke. It was the end of your junior year of high school and you already had a great job, plus your future to think about (hello, college!!!). Luke was the bonus to all you already had been blessed with.
Subconsciously, you started smiling as you had been thinking about how lucky you were and how amazing Luke made you feel, making Luke smile back at you. “C’mere, babe,” he whispered as he leaned in closer to you, resting his forehead on yours. He rubbed his nose against yours only making both of your smiles even bigger.
“Oh, just kiss me, Lucas!” you whisper shouted giggling. He closed the small gap, capturing your lips in a heart melting kiss. He had a way of kissing you that made you feel loved, protected, and lusted after all in one, and it was one of your favorite pastimes. The kiss was slow and sensual, passionate and loving, innocent, but sexy. The beating of your heart picked up speed when he bit your bottom lip, seductively sucking it in-between his soft and enticing lips, eliciting a low moan from you. He pulled away from the kiss slowly, dropping his forehead back down to rest on yours, trailing his right hand up from your hip to your neck. His fingers ghosted across the soft skin of your tummy and over your left breast over your bra cup, pausing there to make little loops on the skin right above the top of your bra. You bit your lip and groaned at his lovely teasing, making Luke chuckle before his hand continued its journey up your neck, his hand securing at the nape of your neck with his thumb rubbing lightly on your cheek. You rested the weight of your head onto his hand and he removed his face from yours to kiss the opposite side of your neck. He started by placing chaste pecks around your well-known sweet spot before lightly biting the skin causing you to inhale a deep breath, moaning Luke’s name on the exhale.
“Why do you keep doing this to meeeeeeee?” you whined as your eyes closed and your knees grew weak, prompting Luke to wrap his free arm securely around your waist.
“What am I doing to you, sweetie?” you could feel his smile on your neck which quickly disappeared when his tongue traced a thin stripe up to your ear lobe, pulling it into his mouth to attack, forcefully sucking on it, increasing your breathing rate even more.
“You know I really hate you sometimes, Hemmings,” your hands moved to grip his hair, an anchor as you began to melt even further into his lethal touches. Suddenly, his hips bucked into yours and your jaw dropped, “I’m sure you do, sweetheart…” he almost growled out and snickered. He sounded dark, almost evil, but you knew your innocent whining was turning him on more than he would like to admit, and he was trying to ward it away so he could continue teasing you.
He moved his lanky legs so that his left one was in-between yours. You immediately started rocking your underwear clad core against his thigh, slowly at first but picking up speed as soon as Luke’s lips made their way to the sweet spot on your collar bone. He lightly bit on the spot three times and on the third pulled up your skin with his teeth, then swirled his tongue around it. Next, he kitten licked the abused spot a few times. He pulled away, much to your dismay, to admire your current state. Your breaths were shallow and fast and your eye brows were knit together. You bit down on your bottom lip harshly as you were getting closer to your high from riding Luke’s thigh. Quiet moans and whimpers were constantly leaving your lips, “Lukey,” you muttered under your breath.
“Is my baby girl gonna cum right on my thigh? Huh?” he pecked your nose, always showing you how much he really loved you. You shook your head “yes.”
“Yeah? Are you gonna cum for me in those pretty little panties of yours?”
“Yes, Luke. Oh, god,” you were losing control way faster than you thought you would.
The hand that wasn’t wrapped around your waist to keep you standing moved up to caress your face and hair. He pushed the hair that had fallen into your eyes out of the way and kissed your forehead.
Up until this point, you had been doing the majority of the work in getting yourself off, but Luke decided he wanted to help you out some. He went back to your sweet spot, this time sucking–very roughly–and he bounced his leg once, “OH, God!” you tried to be quiet for the sake of your parents in the next room, but it was getting harder.
“Oh, you like that don’t you?” you felt him smirking against you, “Ugh, you’re so naughty…I love it.”
“Please, Luke,” you whispered as your hands dug themselves even further into his hair.
“Well,” he paused his attack and pecked the spot, “Since you asked so nicely, Princess.” He kissed your lips hard and began bouncing his leg against your core. He had to hold your head up in order to continue kissing you when your neck went limp and your head dipped back.
“Right there, babe. Oh my god, please don’t stop.” you mumbled the words against his lips.
After a few more minutes of torture, you suggested you two continued on your bed. Luke pulled away to look into your eyes, “If we move to the bed, this may escalate a bit pretty quickly, babes…” You let out a small laugh because you felt like Luke always went beyond the call of consent by “warning” you before you guys had sex.
“I’m okay with that,” you gazed into his ocean blue eyes, as well, “But we have to remember that my parents are like 200 feet and a room away…”
“I guess you’ll just have to try to keep those amazing moans of yours inside that pretty mouth, then.” he quipped back and slapped your ass playfully, leaving his hand to rest on your ass.
“Oh, please,” you rebutted, “I can last way longer than you with out moaning!”
“Yes way! Who still lives with her parents? Me! Who has a boyfriend that’s away for long periods of time so she has no one to help her with her needs and no where to go to relieve herself of said needs? Me!” you listed off
“Yeah, okay, and who has to share a very cramped sleeping area on a tourbus with three dudes? Me!”
“Yes, because they would care if they heard you moaning my name while you were jerking off!” you scoffed with a little attitude. Luke paused the argument and just stared at you, cocking his head to the side like a little puppy would. “What?” you sassed.
“When you get yourself off, you moan my name?” his demeanor changed and now he seemed shy, but proud.
“Oh,” you realized what you had said now. You and Luke were very open with each other, but you had never really talked about masturbating to the thought of each other before, or masturbating at all, really, “I mean, yeah…” your cheeks were burning and you looked towards your feet.
“No, no, no, don’t be embarrassed, baby girl!” He hooked his fingers under your chin, forcing you to keep eye contact again, “That’s, like, the hottest thing I’ve ever heard! I mean, I figured that you fingered yourself or rubbed your clit or something like that when I wasn’t around, or maybe even when I was, and I know when I…ya know…,” he made a hand gesture, not helping with your already rosy cheeks and causing you to chuckle, “I think of you, but I don’t know I guess I just didn’t expect you to think of me…”
“Of course I do, who else would I think of? You know you’re my first everything so it’s not like I’m thinking of an ex or something…” you giggled at the ridiculous thought.
“I know, but I don’t know.” It was his turn to look down with rosy cheeks now.
“Well, I do! I’m about to tell you something that I’ve never said out loud before, are you ready?” Luke nodded his head, “Okay, so before I met you, erm, well you know like got with you, I guess…anyways before that I could never get off.” Luke looked flabbergasted, “Like, I rubbed my clit and stuff, I even used a vibrator, and it felt super good, but then after a little while it just kinda stopped feeling good, or I would get tired or distracted or something, and well since we happened, I’ve been able to get myself off, but only when I think about you and that it’s your fingers or tongue or dick or whatever making me feel good…soooo…there’s literally no way that I would be thinking about anyone besides you…” you trailed off slowly regaining eye contact and waiting for his response.
“I’m so in love with you that it worries me, honestly.” Luke replied after a moment of thought, making you giggle before replying, “I’m very, very in love with you, too.” You grabbed his hand and pulled him behind you to your bed. You lied on your back in the center of the bed and Luke climbed on top of you, kissing up your neck while his hands drew patterns right above your panties.
“Sooooooo, I’m gonna make you moan first.” He brought back the conversation from before.
“You literally will not.” You sassed back smacking his shoulder lightly, before reaching down to pull his shirt off.
“Fine, let’s play a little game then, hmm?” Your eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, and he continued his assault on your neck, his work sure to leave a hickey that you’ll have to cover up in the morning.
“What are you talking about?” As skeptical as you sounded, Luke’s “games” were usually something you absolutely adored. His lips moved up your neck to the shell of your ear.
“If I moan first, I have to do anything you want, for as long as you want.” As he whispered, his voice was gravely and his lips brushed against your ear with every word, “If you moan first, you’re completely, 100% mine and have to do whatever I say.” Your breathing was getting heavy again from his words. “Does that sound good, princess?”
“Perfect. Okay, on three, no more noises, got it?”
“Got it, one…” you started.
“Two…” his turn.
“Three.” you said in unison.
You stared at each other for a few seconds, unsure of who was going to take initiative when suddenly, an animalistic shine took over Luke’s eyes making yours grow wide. His jaw clenched and his eyes ran up and down your top half before slamming his hands on either side of your head, startling you, and kissing you with a passion you had never experienced before. His teeth pulled on your bottom lip roughly, making you suppress a moan in order not to lose the challenge in just seconds. He released your bottom lip before licking it. You opened your mouth just wide enough for his tongue to get through, circling your own aggressively. Your hands flew to his hair, pulling roughly on the ends previously lying on his neck, and your raised your legs to wrap around his hips. If you wanted to win this game, which you definitely did, you were going to have to kick it up a notch. You bucked your hips up into his, but didn’t come down. You kept your hips pressed against his sweat–pants—clad ones, slowly circling your hips on his bulge without decreasing the pressure. His dropped his head to your chest, his breaths getting deeper. You could see in his face how hard he was trying not to make some kind of noise. Usually, he’d be growling out your name with ever circle of your hips right now, but this boy was nothing if not stubborn. He started kissing and sucking on your chest, leaving teeth marks in his wake.
You knew you had to step it up if you wanted to win because normally when Luke starting sucking on your chest the way he was now, he’d start moving his kisses down your body until he was right at your core, eating you out like it was the last time he’d ever get the chance. You needed to flip your boy over, but that would take some serious work. You pulled your hips back to the bed taking a few deep breaths before quickly securing your legs around Luke’s hips and bucking your hips, hard, into his and grinding up and down his throbbing dick after the initial contact. You had already almost won, his mouth hung open and stomach muscles contracting. You ran your fingers from the back of his neck to where his hair meets his forehead and back while your lips attached to the sweet spot behind his ear. You repeated the hip thrust again, but this time as your lower half made contact with his, you bit his skin and pulled on his hair. He was so close to breaking down, his arms had given out and his body was flushed against yours. Now was your chance to flip him. You tugged his head off your chest by his hair, seeming like you were going in to kiss his neck, then propped your left leg up so your knee was facing the ceiling causing his legs to twist a bit. You put your left hand on his right shoulder and pushed, smiling both at your success of flipping your super huge boyfriend off of yourself and the incredulous look he was currently giving you. Before he could flip you both over again, you straddled his hips and began grinding, which made you realize he still had his pants on. You lifted your hips high enough to reach between your bodies and pull down his sweat pants, letting him kick them off his ankles. You lowered yourself down again and began to rub back and forth at a moan-worthy pace. His left hand was resting behind his head, and his right was squeezing your left hip. You decided to put on a theatrical performance to help him moan. As your pace increased, you bit your lip and squinted your eyes, tipping your head back. Your hands slid up your body to undo your bra. You threw it to the floor and started playing with your nipples. You squeezed and rolled them between your fingers, before gently flicking them.
He was clenching his jaw, but still not giving in. You leaned forward and grabbed the hand that was on your hip and put it right in front of your mouth. You looked him in the eyes as you took his pointer and middle finger into your mouth. You pornographically swirled your tongue around his fingers before pulling them all the way out of your mouth. You pecked the tips then sucked not going passed his first knuckle, still maintaining eye contact besides when you exaggeratedly tipped your head back, acting like sucking on his fingers was giving you pleasure.
He was biting his lip so hard right now, you thought he’d break skin. Alright. Finale time. You pulled his fingers out of your mouth and leaned all the way down to kiss his lips while starting to grind your hips down into his again. You slipped your hand between your bodies and reached into his boxers to grab his dick. You decided it would be easier to take his underwear off, so you did. As you were pulling out all the stops in the kissing department, you started your hand job. Now most people would’ve gone straight for the blow job, but those people are not as good at hand jobs as you are. You lifted your face away from his and scooted back a tad onto his thighs to get a better angle. Your hands moved furiously up and down his shaft causing him to throw his head back into the pillow. Your right hand stayed in his shaft, while your left moved to fondle his balls. You switched off between tugging them and squeezing them, increasing pressure every few repetitions. Using your right hand, you moved your focus to his tip. Putting the tips of your nails on his tip, you very slowly and very lightly spread your fingers out across the top of his dick, like a firework. This was a trick Luke absolutely went crazy for and was normally kept a birthday/holiday deal, but you really wanted to win this game.
Luke’s abs were so prominent, now, from trying to hold in his moans. You knew he was gonna come soon which meant he would moan, too. You racked your brains for anything else you could do. Suddenly, you figured it out. You’d have to silently dirty talk. You removed your left hand from his balls and slapped his thigh, making him pick his head up quickly, as your nails dug in. You bit you lip and looked him in the eyes, making sure you had his full attention.
“Come for me.” you mouthed the order. He closed his eye and shook his head so you slapped his thigh again, a little harder this time. “Moan for me, Luke. Come on, baby. I know you want to. I know this is so good for you. Do it. Come all over me. Moan my name.” There was a dominating look in your eyes that Luke had never seen before, and he’d never been more turned on in his entire life. He tried to look anywhere but you so he wouldn’t moan. You slapped his thigh for the third time, the hardest yet, and raked your nails down to his knee. He stared you in the eyes now, breathing the hardest he had all night.
“Moan.” You mouthed the singular word.
“Ahhhhrrrrggg oh fucking hell, y/n.” He moaned all his thoughts out at once, mixing every swear he knew with your name as he came undone beneath you.
“That’s my good boy.” You whispered as he came down from his high, “I told you I would win.” You drew patterns on his chest and let him get his breathing under control again.
“How the fuck are you so good at this shit, you are 17 years old.” He looked at you with wide eyes.
“You have no idea how much smut I’ve read, babe. I know every trick in the book.”
“Looks like I’ve got myself a naughty little girl, eh?”
“Oh, honey…just you wait…” you leaned forward to capture his lips in a sweet kiss.
“Alright, well you won, fair and square, so what can I do for you now?” he asked as you both pulled away.
“Well, the thing is, I wanna be able to scream your name while you’re making me come undone…”
“Yeah, baby girl?”
“Yeah, so how about we continue this later?” you asked looking up into his eyes.
“Like, when later?” Shit, no common times…
“Like, I’ll move my plans for tomorrow night that were supposed to be after you have to go into the studio to when you’re in the studio so we can be together tomorrow night?” “Perfect. And remember, baby girl,” He started whispering as his fingers ran up and down your arms, “I’m all yours. I will do anything you want, for as long as you want me to, and I will make you feel so damn good.”