Requested : yes, like 1000 years ago
Summary : After Lukes show, you guys have some fun in the shower
“Ew, Luke get off of me.” You giggled, trying to push him
way. He had just finished his show, very sweaty, and had attacked you in a hug.
“Did you like our show?” He asked, lips pressed against your
ear. You nodded, assuring him that he was amazing as usual. “But you need a
He kept his arms around you, hugging you from behind. “Hey
Y/N, you know what we’ve done?” He whispered, nibbling on my earlobe. “Shower
You spun around, looking at him with raised eyebrows. “Luke.”
You whispered yelled, shoving him off slightly. “What?” he protested, moving
his lips down to your neck. “Those shorts make you look really good.” He toyed
with the hem of your shorts, tugging on them. “And I’ve been hard all show.”
You could feel his hard on poking you in the thigh.
You pressed closer to him, earning a groan to leave his
lips. “Okay,” You whispered. The look on his face was priceless, like he didn’t
actually expect you to agree.
He pressed his lips to yours, and you bit his lip, toying
with his lip ring. You detached your lips, walking away from him and towards
the washroom. You looked back at Luke, sending him a wink and a laugh when he almost
tripped over his feet running after you.
You shimmed out of your shorts and pulled your top off as he
start the water, getting it a good temperature. He started to strip his own
clothes once he got the water warm enough as steam started to fill the room. He
eyed you as you took of your bra, and bent down to pull down your underwear.
You walked into the shower, waiting for him to join. You let
your body get used to the temperature for a second, your hair starting to stick
the back of your neck. Soon, you felt a pair of lips meet the back of your
neck, making their way down to your shoulder.
You turned around, pressing him against the wall and started
to kiss down his chest. He tried to stop you, but you kept going. “No babe, you’re
the one who’s been hard all night. I want to make you feel good.”
He didn’t say anything, only a low moan leaving his lips as
your hands gripped his thighs. You kneeled down on the wet floor, water hitting
your back. You quickly looked up a Luke, seeing his wet hair pressed against
his forehead and his eyes shut as he pressed his back against the wall.
You took my time, wrapping a hand around his length and
tracing a prominent vein. You leaned in and kissed the swollen tip, licking
away a bit of precum, his dick also already wet because of the water of the
A grunt leaves his lips, and you take your hand off his cock
and look up at him. “Please Y/N, your mouth,” he manages to say in a
strangled voice. You smile to yourself, licking his tip a few times.
“Better?” You ask, your voice making his cock twitch.
He nods, throwing his head back once again. “Bet-
fuck.” He drawls out as you take him into your mouth fully, bobbing your
head up and down his length.
You take him as far into your mouth as you can and wrap your
hand around the parts where your mouth couldn’t reach. You let him slip from your
mouth, stroking his length with your hand as small moans and whimpers left his
mouth, hips bucking widely.
“Jesus fuck, please, Y/N. I need you.” He groaned,
hips bucking against your hands that you had placed on his hips to keep them
Without warning, you wrap your lips around him, deep
throating him. This earned a series of curse words to leave his mouth as he
threw his head back again, hips bucking widely.
You swirled your tongue around him, bobbing your head back
to lick the tip once again. He jerked his hips again, he was practically fucking
your mouth. His hips were starting to be a problem.
You fully pulled back, a loud whimper leaving his lips.
“Babe, you’re gonna have to stop moving if you want me to finish.”
That made him stop, and you brought your mouth back to his
cock. This time you bobbed up and down his length at a steady pace, sucking in your
cheeks for more friction.
Luke let out a loud groan. “Y/N, I can’t anymore.
Please,” he begged.
You ran your tongue over the head of his cock, before deep
throating him once again. His length hit the back of your throat and he moaned
loudly, hips bucking roughly into your mouth.
You bobbed your head one last time, and you felt his fingers
pull at your wet hair roughly as a series of incomprehensible words and moans
left his lips.
He came into your mouth and you tried my best to sallow all
of it up. You stood back up, reaching behind him grab a shampoo bottle.
“Now wash my hair.”
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