The beginning of the school year was supposed to be a fresh start, a time to forget all the mistakes and leave behind all your regrets from the last year. However, your regrets began in the summer and threatened to pour over into the next school year. I guess it started at the beginning of summer, the last day of school.
“I don’t know,
it’s just all getting too much; the constant scrutiny, the attention, the demands.
I mean I knew being in a well-known band would be tough sometimes but I thought
I’d be able to handle it better. I feel like I’m drowning Y/N”.
“Oh Luke”, you sympathise
pulling him tighter against you as the gravity of what he was telling you sunk
in, “why didn’t you say something to someone sooner?”
“I didn’t want
people to think I was being ungrateful. I know you’ve all sacrificed so much to
help get us where we are and I would hate for any of you to think I was
throwing it back in your face.”
“Luke we would
never think that. Not in a million years. You know your family and I are one
hundred per cent behind you in this, no matter how difficult it might get for
any of us”.
By now your
heart was breaking at the thought of Luke bottling up all of this anxiety for
the past God knows how long. Waves of guilt swelled in your stomach making you
feel nauseous as you think back to all of the times you’d complained about him
being too busy or too tired to spend time with you. If you’d known then what you know now you
wouldn’t have dreamed of bitching at him so much. He must have felt terrible. But how did you
not notice? What kind of girlfriend doesn’t notice when her own boyfriend is
falling apart at the seams?
“Luke we can
sort this out”, you tell him, determined to make up for your past failings, “we’ll
call Matt first thing in the morning and tell him that you boys need some down
time. He’ll understand baby, I promise”.
“But what about….”
Knowing him well
enough to pre-empt what he was about to say you cut him off gently.
“No Luke, you
don’t need to worry about cancelling appearances or whatever. People will
understand. Your mental health is just as important as your physical health and
if they don’t understand that well then they’ve lost the right to call themselves
fans in the first place.”
“Thank you Y/N”.
“You have nothing
to thank me for you goon”, you tell him ruffling his hair in an attempt to
bring even half a smile to his worn out features, “it’s my job as your better
half to make sure you’re happy and I take that job very seriously.”
“You know you’re
the greatest girlfriend ever right?”.
“Yeah I know”.
For a while you sit in the comfortable silence you’ve fallen into. Your hand is
moving in soothing circles across Luke’s broad shoulders and his head is nestled
in the crook of your neck. His warm breath was washing across the skin of your chest
left exposed by the low cut dress you had planned on wearing out that night.
You’d long since missed your reservations but to be honest this was where you’d
rather be spending your time anyway. You’d forgotten what it felt like to just
exist with Luke. Ever since the band had taken off it was all go so it was
actually kind of nice to just sit and enjoy each other’s presence, even if the
scenario had been brought about through a somewhat sombre admission.
“We haven’t done
this in a while”, you whisper.
“We’re not doing
anything Y/N”, Luke laughs, lifting his head to shoot you a confused look.
“Yeah I know,
but it’s nice isn’t it? I think we should consider this the official start of
your down time.”
“So is this what
we’re going to do the whole time then? Just lay on the couch?”
“We could. Or we
could do something else?”
“Oh yeah? Like
Your voice had
taken on a playfulness and a flirtation that told Luke all he needed to know
about your intentions for his ‘down time’. Both of you are grinning like fools as
you used his shoulders for leverage to straddle his lap. Immediately his hands
are around your waist, pulling you as close as possible and drawing you into an
unhurried and sensual kiss. You’d always been able to gauge what kind of sex
Luke was in the mood for by the way he first kissed you and judging by this
particular clinch he was in the mood to take his time. Perfect. It was going to
be much easier to spoil him if he was willing to let you take your time.
With eager hands
you begin to undo the buttons on his plain black shirt, your task being made
all the more difficult due to the sudden presence of a warm tongue slipping
past your lips and a pair of guitar-calloused hands sneaking under the hem of
your dress to grab two generous handfuls of your arse. The moan that escapes
your lips at the sudden onslaught is eagerly swallowed by Luke and his hips
buck slightly in an attempt to coax forth another.
you soothe, pulling away for some much needed air, “we have all night”.
You push his
shirt down his tanned arms and skirt your fingers to the button on his teasingly
tight jeans, making sure your fingernails graze against his skin with just
enough pressure to earn yourself a gasp. Your hands continue in their quest to
remove Luke’s jeans as you bring your mouth dangerously close to the shell of
“Tell me what
you want Luke”, you urge him, pausing momentarily to nibble at his earlobe, “tonight
is all about you baby boy so you can have anything you want.”
“Fuck Y/N”, Luke
growls, caught up in the sensation your words coupled with your hand on his cock
have provided him, “I want your mouth. I want that gorgeously filthy mouth”.
Flashing him a
smirk you shimmy down his legs, making sure to pull his jeans and boxers the
rest of the way down as you go. You lick your lips as you take his almost
visibly pulsating cock in your hand and give it a few tormentingly slow
strokes. Glancing up at Luke you can see he has the edge of your couch in an
almost vice like grip, obviously using it to keep himself in check. The sight of
him struggling to control his need for you is enough to give you a surge of
confidence and you lean forward to drag your tongue from the base of his cock
right up to the tip.
“Tastes so good
Lukey”, you mumble before taking him into your mouth completely.
The almost instantaneous
slew of swear and whines is music to your ears as you suck and pump as much of
him as you’re physically able to. You’d never really been into giving blowjobs
but all that changed when you met Luke. He was just so responsive to every
little thing you did you couldn’t help but start to enjoy them, especially when
he was reacting the way he was now. His face, flushed and clammy, was screwed
up in sheer ecstasy and his fists were exerting that much force on the material
of your sofa you thought it in danger of ripping. What wasn’t there to love
“Fucking shit Y/N”,
Luke exclaims particularly loudly as you bob your head further down causing his
tip to hit the back of your throat. You
knew he was on the verge based on the fact that his hips were now rutting of
their own free will and he was beyond the point of being able to control them.
“Where do you
want to cum?” you ask, looking at him flirtatiously through your lashes.
stammered, caught off guard by the directness of your question.
“I said where do
you want to cum baby? It’s your night remember? You can have it any way you
Luke stares at
you with blown pupils as his sluggish, lust-clouded brain tries to process what
you’ve just said. You know you must look an absolute mess considering what your
activities have been for the past while but Luke seems to be enjoying the view
“In you”, you
manages to say, his voice so strangled and hoarse you’re thankful for the fact
that he has no singing to do the following day. You’d have a tough time
explaining why he sounded like he’s been gargling gravel.
“In me? Are you
sure?” You knew you were going to let
him, you were on the pill after all and you knew you were both clean but you
couldn’t resist the urge to tease him a little more.
“Fuck Y/N, I’m
sure okay? Just hurry up!”
“Yes sir”, you
laugh before reaching around and pulling down the zip of your dress and
stepping out of it. Luke’s eyes almost fell out of his head once he gets the
chance to drink in the sight of you in front of him, standing in little more
than a couple of strategically placed pieces of lace and string.
“Like it?” you
ask, “it’s new”.
“Take it off.”
“Care to do it
You didn’t need
to ask twice. The question has barely passed your lips when Luke lunges forward
and hooks his thumbs into the hem of your panties, pulling them down in one fell
swoop. You barely had time to register his movements when you felt yourself
being pulled downwards onto his lap once more.
“You are so
fucking beautiful. Do you know that?” Luke growls in your ear as he hungrily
tears your bra from your body, exposing you fully to him.
“Luke”, you moan
as his lips meet the sensitive skin just below your ear. It was your sweet spot
and how well he knew it. Goosebumps erupt across your stomach as you feel one
of his familiar hands run along your hipbone, hell-bent on making its way
towards your dampened pussy. Your head falls forward onto his shoulder in
anticipation but before he can get any further you suddenly remember that you
were the one that was supposed to be spoiling him.
“Stop!” you pant
grabbing his wrist and bringing it back towards your hips, “you need to cum
“Shhh baby, let
me take care of you okay?”
are pressed together as you allow yourself to sink slowly and fully down onto
Luke’s length. Neither of you move as you afford yourself some time to become accustomed
to the feeling of him stretching you completely. Even though you’ve done this
countless times you’re still always slightly taken aback by how well he fills
you whine as you begin to roll your hips against his, “you feel so fucking good”.
“Shit baby keep
As if you were
planning on stopping.
Over and over
again you grind yourself downwards on the panting and moaning boy beneath you.
You can feel your walls beginning to clench around him as the familiar coil
begins to heat in your stomach. How much longer could you hold back? Determined
not to cum before him you pick up the pace until you’re all but bouncing on his
dick in a manner any pornstar would be proud of.
“Are you close
baby?” you ask, praying that he was so you could finally give into your own
“Then cum for me
baby. Let go”.
growl meets your ears as Luke stills your hips, emptying himself into you. You
can feel his hot, strong spurts coating you from within and it’s enough to push
you over the edge.
“Fuck Luke!” you
cry out, gripping onto his shoulders for dear life as your thighs quake beneath
you. You probably would have fallen off him had his strong arms not held you in
place. You’re barely aware of Luke coaxing your hips into grinding downwards one
last time to make sure you enjoyed every last second of the orgasm that was coursing
finally flutter open your eyes are met with the sight of Luke beaming up at you.
So, in Scary-okie Dipper read in the journal that a zombie’s skull could be shattered by a perfect three-part harmony, and as you all know this discovery was followed by the first performance of the greatest family cover-band to have ever existed: Love Patrol Alpha (side note, when are we gonna get a reunion concert?)
What has been nagging at me about that scene is this: how did Ford make that discovery? I think we all know there is no way this came from his lab, this was definitely an “in the field” kind of discovery, and since genius happens with a little help from a friend, Bill and Fiddleford were definitely there with him, singing their hearts out to a really lame 70s song. Bill was probably the one to come up with it, just imagine the three of them being cornered by zombies, and Bill’s just like “How high does your belt go?”
So, in conclusion, the precursor to Love Patrol Alpha was Ford, Bill, and McGucket’s band: Science Squad Delta. Look for their album in a music store near you
EXO-Ls are unreal. They will yell high and low about how EXO is the greatest boyband to ever exist and tear down other bands to praise them. But the moment you point out that x-member is not very good at something, they will immediately jump to the defence of “Oh but EXO has only debuted for 3 years give them time to grow!!” I thought your oppas are the best of the best already?
They have circulated about twenty five different musical styles in twenty five years. All of the albums are different, especially their newer stuff. And look at the lead singer and the guitarist. Writing electronica and sxe hardcore on the side of what they already do?
A Fire Inside is one of the greatest bands to ever exist. They are inspirations and they worked so hard to get where they are today.