Requested: Yes humpingstylesthings asked:BACKED UP ANGER PART 3 NEEDS TO FUCKING HAPPEN
poofybabyunicorn asked:Part 3? Hockey luke?
katelynalltimelow asked: Is there going to be a part 3?????? Plot: Combination of rough foreplay and sweet sex with Luke Word Count: 1.171
Luke kept his secret.
He told you there’s going to be round three and he was dead serious about it,
no matter if you were keen for it or not. This was his form of revenge and
punishment, his way of releasing his anger about a lost game; driving you over
the edge again and again, until you could only remain whimpering and pleading
under his touch, due to the sexual pleasure and hypersensitivity he was
bestowing upon you.
So far he did great work - your body was already a mess. Your legs felt like
jelly, your core was burning, your breasts were hurting and your wrists rubbed
open, thanks to the handcuffs.
But regardless of all the pain you were lying in your shared bed next to Luke,
craving more of his touch.
His broad hard body was huddled against yours from behind, his throbbing dick
stabbing into your butt, whilst one of his hands was pressed against your core.
Three of his fingers glided up and down your folds to savour some of your
liquids before he started pumping in and out your pussy rapidly.
You couldn’t decide whether his movements brought pleasure or pain to your
body, it somehow was a weird mixture of both and you definitely wanted more.
Luke’s fingers started thrusting into you rougher, curling every now and then
to massage your G-Spot from another angle and soon enough your legs began to
His thumb was arbitrary brushing your clit every now and then, taking over the
motion of his other fingers, concentrated on penetrating you deeply. Your neck
fell back to rest in the crack of Luke’s neck, as moans and screams of hurt and
satisfaction left your opened mouth.
Your body bolted up to create harder and deeper pleasuring thrusts, only to
withdraw from his aching touch seconds after. You were going crazy, your body
twitching in a strange rhythm and your mind clouded by desire and lust.
“Luke please, I can’t take it anymore.” It was merely a whimper that escaped
your lips and just as you thought he would start pushing harder and sending you
over the edge, like he did the previous times this evening, he suddenly stopped
Your eyes fluttered open and you turned your head around, meeting his
mesmerizing blue ones already looking at you with a pleased expression and a
smirk forming on his lips.
Slowly his smirk faded and a serious expression took over his face. His hand
lightly ran up your body to your cheek, caressing it while your gaze never left
his, getting lost in the other’s eyes. Nearly cautiously, Luke came closer and
let your foreheads touch each other, before his lips followed and you could
feel his soft plump pair pressed against yours, the cold metal of his lip ring
sending shivers down your spine.
For a moment you were just lying there, kissing each other gently and feeling
his hot breath hitting against your skin.
“I love you Y/N” Luke whispered softly, his eyes already waiting for yours to open
up again to search for any signs of confirmation or rejection.
The world started to turn slower and the only thing you could focus on was
Luke, right here and right now. Nearly one year you’ve waited for these words
to leave his lips, never imagining it to happen tonight, after he lost his
match and arrived at your flat with one of the worst moods he’s ever had.
You simply crashed your lips against his, turning fully around, grasping his
face between your hands and letting your tongue glide into his mouth for one
long sweet kiss.
“I love you too, Luke.” You mumbled between every kiss you delivered to his
lips, smiling like a fool whilst doing so.
Luke turned the both of you around, holding his body above yours, his still
clearly present boner pressing against your inner tight.
“Come on Hemmings, you promised me a hattrick.” You looked up at him
challenging, wearing a big smirk on your lips as you once again pulled him down
“I thought you’re hurting babe?” He breathed against your lips, hovering only
inches above them, as his loud amused laughter filled the room.
“Shit yes! But I don’t care right now. I only wanna make love to you.”
“As you wish.” He didn’t waste any more time and placed his cock against your
entrance, the hot tip touching your wet core sending unimaginable pleasure through
your sensitive bundle of nerves. He slowly pushed his swollen member between
your walls, making you cringe in pain halfway. Luke immediately stopped and
looked down at you with a worried facial expression, but continued as you gave
him a confirmative nod.
His hands were roaming all around your body, stroking from your hips up to you
waist and back down again. Little shocks were sent through your body wherever he
placed his lips, giving special attention to your neck, softly kissing the hickeys
he left there earlier, causing your nails to burry in the skin of his back. Beads
of sweat and effort were forming on his forehead, as he started to pick up his pace,
but still going slower than ever tonight. His thrusts were deep and
all-consuming, his tip fondling your inner parts with each thrust in a loving
way. Probably it would have taken you longer to reach your climax, but since it’s
been your forth orgasm in the last two hours and Luke’s been completely aroused
and ready, soon the both of you reached your high and felt an orgasm break over
Deep groans left Luke’s mouth, hitting against your neck, as your walls
clenched around his throbbing dick, pulling him even deeper inside you. Your
mouth opened, forming different shapes of ‘ohs’ while screaming out his name,
overwhelmed by the immense pleasure you felt, still completely exhausted from
your previous rounds.
As your toes clenched into the mattress under you, Luke’s heavy body collapsed
on yours, pressing a soft kiss onto your lips. He didn’t pull out yet and your
hands found the wet hair, which slowly formed to curls at the back of his neck,
and combed through it lightly.
After a few minutes Luke got off of you, enabling you to get up and head
towards the bathroom to clean up yourself, since you didn’t think of using a
condom during your last round.
You found one of Luke’s hockey shirts lying on the floor and pulled it over
your head, before strolling back to your bedroom again. Taking a halt in the
doorway, you admired Luke still lying on his stomach, looking completely sweaty
and exhausted and couldn’t help but smile to yourself. You slowly walked
towards your already sleeping and slightly snoring boyfriend and curled yourself
into his side, before covering the both of you with your comfy blankets.
You turned out the light and pressed a light kiss on Luke’s forehead.
“Next game you’ll win, Hemmings.”