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(In order from most recent to oldest)

Time to say:

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Mechanic:

Part 1:

Part 2:

End Up Here:

Wedding Crashers:

No Shame:

Kitchen Quicky:

Before Tour:

Back Home:

Part 1:

Part 2:

The thrum of the bass vibrated through the dimly lit ballroom of the upscale hotel. New York, a city of bright lights she adored but filled with so much uncertainty it made her sick. Luke's band tore through their set with precision honed from years on the road. But tonight, Luke's mind wasn't on the music.

His bright eyes that made her melt kept darting to the crowd, locking onto her—Y/N, standing out like a forbidden temptation amid the sea of too many people in this shit. She wasn't her usual self, soft and shy. Tonight she'd stepped into something else entirely, a vision from the 90s, a sleek black number that hugged her curves like it was painted on, the neckline dipping low enough to make him groan, the hem riding on her thick thighs. Her hair cascaded in loose waves, lips painted pretty that called out to him with cruelty despite the innocence in her wide eyes. Luke's grip tightened on his guitar, his cock twitching painfully in his jeans as he spotted suited assholes circle her like sharks scenting blood.

He forced himself to focus, fingers flying over the strings, voice gravelly as he sang about desire and restraint—ironic, given how close he was to snapping. The tension between them had simmered for years, friends who shared everything but this electric undercurrent. To the world, Luke was the rockstar who didn't give a fuck, sarcastic barbs flying from his tongue like weapons. But her, to him she was his weakness, the one person who made his chest ache with something deeper than lust. And seeing those pricks leer at her, their eyes devouring what he’d claimed in his fantasies a thousand times, made him hot headed.

The final chord rang out, applause erupting as the band wrapped up. Luke didn't bother with the encore bullshit; he handed off his guitar and stepped off stage, weaving through people with purpose, bumping into people without an apology. His heart hammered, sober and sharp, every nerve alight. There she was, backed against a high-top table, some loser in a too-tight shirt leaning in close, his hand grazing her arm.

"Oh, c’mon I know you’re lonely” the guy drawled, all sleaze and no substance.

Luke slid up beside her, his presence a wall of heat, it made chills run down her spine immediately. "She’s got enough company, so fucking back off before I make you." His voice was low, laced with something clipped and annoyance that cut right through the air. "What, you think flashing a smile and a cheap line gets you anywhere? Quite pathetic”.

Y/N’s cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes widening in shock as she stared at him. The guy muttered something under his breath and slunk away, leaving her and Luke alone as she began fidgeting with the hem of her dress.

"Luke..." she whispered, a mix of surprise and something hotter flickering in her gaze.

He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes—too raw, too hungry. "Dance with me. Unless you prefer the wildlife."

She nodded, letting him pull her onto the floor as a slow, pulsing track filled the air. Their bodies aligned effortlessly, like they'd been carved for this. His hands settled on her hips, fingers splaying wide to trace the dip of her waist, the flare of her ass. She fit against him perfectly, her softness yielding to his harder frame, and fuck, it nearly undid him. Her breath hitched as his thumbs brushed the underside of her breasts through the fabric, sending sparks straight to his groin. He could feel her pulse racing under his palm, matching the throb in his veins and not even close to settling down the beat in his chest.

When the song faded, neither moved right away. Their hands brushed as they wandered toward the elevators, stepping and the steel metal walls closing in on them as the air between them began crackling. Luke’s jaw was tense, his teeth clenched as the smell of her perfume filled his nose. In his peripheral’s he caught sight of the way she turned her head to massage her neck a little, a soft sigh leaving her mouth as she closed her eyes. Her mind was filled with him, an ache in her body that couldn’t settle down and that she didn’t know what to do with. Luke’s fist clenched, nails digging into his palms and the silver rings around his fingers tightening as the sound left her and the way her fingers fell down her collarbones and landing to hang at her side. It felt like forever until the elevator doors opened, the pair walking down the hallway until they hit the doors of their own respective rooms. Luke just a few doors down away from her

Y/N fumbled with her keycard, fingers trembling. She thought he’d gone into his room by then, until Luke stepped up behind her, his chest pressing flush to her open back, the heat of him enveloping her again like back at the bar. He reached around, steadying her hand, and the door clicked open with ease. She couldn’t move, still and focused as his hands dropped to the sides of her hips and slowly turned her around.

Her eyes downcast, lashes fluttering. But he wasn't having it. His fingers caught her chin, tilting her face up, thumb tracing the plump curve of her lower lip. Everything thickened, heavy with unspoken want. "God you’re so pretty," he murmured, voice rough. "You look fucking exotic tonight. Beautiful doesn't even cover it—like you stepped out of every dream I've ever had."

Without thinking, her lips parted, tongue darting out to suck softly at his thumb. The wet heat of her mouth pulled a deep groan from him, control shattering. He pushed her inside, kicking the door shut and pinning her against it with his body. His mouth crashed onto hers, devouring, tongue plunging deep to taste her sweetness mingled with the faint tang of wine. She whined into the kiss, fingers clutching his shirt like a lifeline, pulling him closer.

He broke away just enough to whisper against her lips, "I love you so fucking bad, Y/N I can’t take it anymore." His mouth trailed open-mouthed kisses along her jaw, down her throat, sucking lightly at the skin, her heart fluttered wildly. Luke’s hands roamed, mapping the heat of her skin through the soft fabric of her dress until she whimpered, leaning into him.

"... I love you too," she breathed, the words a confession that ignited him.

It shifted every piece of her living inside his veins. He became feral, growling low as he kissed at her shoulders, the straps of her dress slipping down and baring her skin inch by inch. "Can I touch you? Please, baby."

"Yes, Lu” she gasped, and that was all he needed.

His hands cupped her breasts, heavy and perfect, thumbs rolling at her nipples as he bit down on her neck, marking her with teeth and suction. She was soaked, thighs pressing together against the ache that traveled through her. He reveled in it, smug satisfaction curling his lips. "Look at you, already dripping for me. Knew you'd be this responsive—my sweet girl."

To prove it, he palmed her tits more roughly, pinching and tugging her nipples until she arched, soft moans spilling from her throat. "So fucking gorgeous," he praised, eyes dark as he drank in her exposed upper body, skin flushed and glowing. His mouth descended, latching onto one nipple, sucking hard while his hand kneaded the other. Fingers tangled in her hair, pulling just enough to arch her neck, exposing more for his teeth.

He guided her backward, toward the bed, until her knees hit the edge and she sank down. Kneeling between her legs, he peeled the dress off completely, kissing a scorching path down her collarbone, belly, hips—worshipping every curve. She lay there in just her panties, vulnerable and needy, breaths coming in pants as his blue eyes stayed locked on hers while he stood up straight.

His leather jacket threw off to the side, his tie becoming loosing in his grip as he tugged it off. Next, his shirt and jeans hitting the floor until he became free. Her eyes widened, but he held her gaze. "All these years, I've jerked off thinking about you—just you underneath me, those lips wrapped around my cock, your pussy clenching as I fuck you dumb. Wanted to ruin you for anyone else."

Her core throbbed at his words, slickness coating between her thighs. His strong arms dropped down to hover around her as he kissed her again, his mouth working against her lips as he hooked his fingers into her panties and began to rip them away, the fabric tearing with a sharp sound. Slowly he moved down, guiding her thighs over his shoulders, spreading her just enough as he nestled between them, breath ghosting over her exposed and needy for him. "So wet already," he teased, blowing cool air across her clit, watching her hips buck. "All for me, yeah? My filthy girl."

His tongue flicked out, lapping at her entrance, gathering her essence with broad, hungry strokes. She tasted like heaven—sweet and addictive. He groaned against her, vibrations humming through her core as he sucked her clit between his lips, rolling it gently then harder. Tongue delving deep, he fucked into her with it, mimicking what his cock craved, while his hands gripped her ass, kneading the firm flesh.

She moaned, fingers yanking at his short blond curls, hips grinding up. He pulled her closer, burying his face deeper, nose brushing her clit as he devoured her. Fingers dug into her cheeks, spreading her as he feasted, sucking harshly until her thighs quivered around his head. "Luke! Oh god, Luke," she cried, voice breaking as pleasure coiled tight.

He didn't let up, tongue thrusting relentlessly, lips sealed around her nub, drawing out every drop. Her body tensed, soft whine leaving her mouth as he coaxed it out of her, biting into her thighs and sucking harder, her orgasm ripping through her in waves.

She came hard, flooding his mouth, and he lapped it all up, not stopping until she was limp and trembling, his name a broken chant on her lips.

Luke's tongue lingered on her quivering folds for a final, possessive swipe, savoring the last tremors of her release before he began his ascent. His lips dragged wet, open-mouthed kisses up the inside of her thigh, nipping at the sensitive skin, then higher to her hip bone, where he sucked a fresh mark into her flesh. Hands roamed greedily over her sides, thumbs digging into the soft give of her waist as he climbed, mouth never breaking contact—trailing heat across her belly, between the valley of her breasts, up to latch onto her collarbone with a low hum of approval. She was a canvas of his making, flushed and marked, and he couldn't get enough.

By the time his face hovered over hers, his eyes were even a darker shade of blue, pupils blown from the want he had for her. Their breaths mingling in the charged space, his fingers were already kneading her ribs, sliding up to cup her jaw.

“Turn over for me” he rasped, voice thick with command, guiding her with firm pressure until she complied, rolling onto her stomach. Her ass lifted instinctively, presented like an offering, round and inviting under the dim lamplight. He positioned himself behind her, knees bracketing her calves, and let his palms glide over her back, down the dip of her spine, until they settled on those perfect cheeks. He squeezed hard, spreading her slightly to expose the glistening evidence of her arousal still dripping from her

“Such a needy girl for me already” he murmured, the words laced with dark affection as his hand reared back and spanked down on one cheek, the sharp sting blooming across her skin. She gasped, arching, but he didn't stop—another smack landed on the other side, harder, watching the flesh pinken. “Look at you, ass up like you were made for this. Dripping again? Pathetic how bad you want it” Between each spank, his fingers dipped lower, tracing her slit to confirm it, finding her soaked and clenching. The degradation only fueled her, her whimpers turning labored as she pushed back into his touch. She’d take anything he’d give her with a smile.

Satisfied with the rosy handprints he'd left, Luke slid two fingers inside her without warning, curling them deep to stroke that spongy spot that made her walls flutter. “That's it, take my fingers like the good girl you pretend to be” he growled, pumping them in a steady rhythm, twisting to graze her ridges. She buried her face in the pillow, muffling cries of “Luke” that grew more desperate as he edged her—thrusting faster, then slowing to a torturous drag, thumb circling her clit just enough to build the pressure without release. His free hand wrapped around his throbbing length, stroking lazily from base to tip, pre-cum slicking his palm as he watched her unravel. The sight of her body betraying her, hips rocking back to chase his touch, had him leaking steadily. “Fuck, there you go, say my name louder, baby. Beg for what's coming”.

She shattered under the onslaught, sobbing his name into the sheets, body convulsing as she teetered on the brink but he pulled back, denying her the peak. “Please, Luke... more, I need you,” she pleaded, voice raw and broken, ass still raised in supplication.

With a guttural curse, he gripped her hips, yanking her back until her entrance kissed the head of his cock. He sank in with one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt in her velvet heat. She whined high and sharp, walls clamping down like a vice, and he stilled for a beat, savoring the stretch. Then he started moving—slow at first, grinding deep, but building to punishing snaps of his hips that jolted her forward. “Fuck Luke” she gasped, the words slipping out amid her moans, unbidden and perfect.

A feral grin split his smile. “Louder, again” he demanded, hands clamping her waist to hold her steady as he pounded harder, skin slapping skin in a relentless rhythm. His cock dragged against her insides with every withdraw, slamming back to that spot that made her legs feel like jelly.

“So fucking tight, squeezing me like you never want me to leave. Perfect cunt.' Praise twisted with filth poured from him, intertwined with raspy grunts—“God, you're made just for me, aren't you? Taking it so well”. He leaned over her, one hand fisting her hair to arch her back, the other bruising her hip as he rutted like an animal.

“All mine” The possessiveness drove him wilder, thrusts turning harsher, forcing her to brace against the bed as he claimed every inch.

She took it all, body yielding under his dominance, the mix of being used like a toy and cherished like a treasure pushing her higher. Her release crashed over her without warning, pussy spasming around him, milking his length as she keened, nails digging into the mattress.

But Luke wasn't done. He chased his own edge, ignoring her fluttering sensitivity. Her knees buckled under the intensity, and he followed her down, body covering hers like a blanket of muscle and heat. He pinned her flat on her belly, cock still sheathed deep, and hooked an arm under her to keep her ass tilted up just enough. “Stay with me” he panted against her ear, hips pistoning into her backside now, the friction adding to the vise of her body. The bed creaked in protest, headboard thumping, as his free hand gripped it for leverage, knuckles white.

He fucked her through the haze, relentless, until the coil in his gut snapped. With a roared “Fuck, yes—take it all” he buried himself impossibly deeper, pulsing hot ropes of cum into her core, flooding her until it leaked out around him. He collapsed over her, spent but sated, lips brushing her shoulder in a rare moment of tenderness amid the wreckage.

Luke eased off her, his cock slipping free with a wet pop, leaving a trail of their mingled fluids on her thigh. He rolled to the side, propping himself on an elbow to drink in the sight of her—sprawled naked across the rumpled sheets, skin glowing with a post-orgasm sheen, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, thighs slick and parted just enough to tease the view of her puffy, well-used entrance. Strands of hair clung to her damp forehead, and those wide eyes blinked up at him, hazy with satisfaction and a spark he knew so well.

“Fuck, look at you” he murmured, voice low and gravelly, tracing a hand down her back appreciatively and streetlights creeping through the shades. They lay there in the quiet hum of the room, the air thick with the scent of sex, trading lazy words about the night—how the gig had been electric, how she'd driven him half-mad from the stage. But his gaze roamed shamelessly, devouring the curve of her hips, the way her breasts shifted with each breath, the faint bruises blooming where he'd gripped her. He was proud, hips pink lips twitching into a smirk as he twists himself into a sitting up position, the hotel linen shifting around his tall form as his blond messy cures fell over his eyes just slightly. He was angelic.

Y/Ncaught it then, her eyes dropping to the rigid line of his cock, not being able to help but look and notice him already thickening again against his thigh. A flush crept up her neck, and she bit her lip, shifting restlessly. “Luke... you're—“

“Hard as hell for you” he cut in, not a hint of apology in his tone, hand sliding down to wrap around his shaft, giving it a slow stroke. “Can't help it. Been staring at this body all night, and now it's mine to wreck, over and over. I want to bury myself in that cunt until you're screaming my name again”.

The words hit her like a spark to dry tinder. Heat pooled low in her belly, her own lower half clenching emptily as wetness gathered between her legs. She whimpered softly, thighs pressing together instinctively, but it only made the ache worse. “Lu Please... yeah, I want it. Need you inside me” Her voice was breathy, needy, and she pushed up on her elbows, eyes locked on his length with undisguised hunger.

Before he could move, she was on him, sliding down the bed with a new determination that made his pulse spike. Her small hand wrapped around his base, tongue darting out to lap at the bead of pre-cum from the slit. Luke groaned, head tipping back to to knock into the headboard behind him as she took him in, lips stretching around him. It was messy from the start—saliva dripping down his shaft as she bobbed, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue along the underside. She got slutty with it, humming vibrations around him, one hand cupping his balls to massage gently while the other pumped what she couldn't swallow.

“Yea that's my good girl” he rasped, fingers threading into her hair, not pushing yet but holding her firm. “Suck it like you mean it. Show me how bad you want this cock”. She moaned around him, the sound muffled and obscene, eyes watering as she took him deeper, gagging slightly but pushing on, eager to please. He loved the way she surrendered to it, letting him set the rhythm as his grip tightened, guiding her head up and down with controlled thrusts. Her throat fluttered around the head, spit trailing from her chin, and fuck, the sight alone had his balls drawing up.

He couldn't resist fucking her mouth, hips bucking shallowly, using the wet heat like a preview of what was coming. “Take it deeper, baby—yeah, just like that. Such a perfect girl for me”. She relaxed into it, tears streaking her cheeks, but her gaze stayed on his, full of devotion and fire. After a few more pumps, he tugged her off with a pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his throbbing tip. “Enough. I want to fuck you proper, stuff you full”.

With a growl, he sat up on his knees, hauling her toward him by the waist. She yelped in surprise, half her body reclining back onto end of the bed while he positioned her legs over his thighs, folding her hips up to expose her fully. His hands pinned her knees wide, and he lined up, slamming home in one deep plunge. She cried out, back arching off the mattress as he stretched her anew, walls gripping him like velvet fire.

Luke set a brutal pace right away, hips snapping forward with unfiltered need, watching her full breasts bounce due to each impact of his thrusts. Her spine bowed, nipples perked up and begging for attention, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. Her hair falling beneath, her mouth open letting out soft whines and whimpers of his name as he took her. “Look at these tits bouncing for me—fuck, you’re so gorgeous” He pounded into her cunt relentlessly, the wet squelch of their joining filling the room, her body inching up the bed until the headboard thumped rhythmically against the wall, and she was sure their be a bill to expect for chipped paint the next day. Luke wasn’t holding back; didn’t care to as he rutted like he owned her, which he did.

“Yes take every inch, Y/N. That's it—let me wreck this greedy hole”. His dirty talk spilled out between grunts, urging her on as she wailed, legs trembling around him. She loved the roughness, the way he used her body without mercy, pleasure coiling tight in her core from the friction alone.

But he wanted more angles, more control. “Turn around” he commanded, pulling out just long enough to flip her. She scrambled into position, sinking back onto him in reverse, her ass pressing flush against his pelvis as she took him to the base. His hands roamed immediately—palms cupping her heavy breasts from behind, thumbs flicking the nipples before sliding down to smack her ass cheek sharply. The crack echoed, skin blooming red under his touch. His rings adding a sharpness to it that made her shift slightly and rock in his lap.

“Shit Luke” She whimpered out, still loving it nonetheless as he rubbed away the pain and spanking her again.

“You got it baby, go on. Take what you need”. She obeyed with a gasp, rising and falling eagerly, her pace quickening as the drag of his cock against her insides built that delicious pressure. He spanked her again, harder, watching the flesh ripple. “Yea that's right—work for it. Such a beauty, riding my cock like this”. One hand traced the sweat-slick line of her spine, dipping into the dimples above her cheeks, while the other fisted her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat.

“Fuck, you're dripping all over me—such a filthy girl, chasing that cum like it's your job”. His words were brazen, laced with that edge of degradation that made her clench around him tighter. She took it all, hips grinding down with desperate rolls, moaning his name as the edge crept closer. 'Please, Luke... can I—'

“Cum for me right fucking now” he permitted, voice rough. She broke instantly, pussy convulsing in waves that milked him, a broken sob tearing from her flush lips as she rode through it.

But he wasn't finished. “Keep going sweetheart fuck me”. She did, body quivering but obedient, slamming down harder as he watched their reflection in the nearby mirror—the way her curves moved, her face twisted in ecstasy, his own muscles flexing with each rut up that he gave her. “Goddamn, you look incredible like this. My perfect fucktoy, taking it so deep”.

Finally, the sight and feel pushed him over. He gripped her hips, holding her down flush as he thrust up once, twice, then—“feels so fucking good, clenching around me like that. Take every drop, baby”. He cursed through the pulses, collapsing back with her still impaled, both of them panting in the afterglow.

I hope you enjoy 😌🖤

Features somewhat of a breeding kink, possession, as always nice & smutty

She was a vision in her satin nightgown—pale fabric clinging to her curves like a second skin, the hem skimming her thighs just high enough to catch his attention quickly. It wasn't her usual attire; marriage had unlocked something bolder in her, a willingness to dress herself in a way that drove him wild. Her breasts strained against the thin material, nipples already pebbling from the cool air, and the way the soft fabric hugged her hips, made him hungry.

Luke had never pictured kids in his recent future. With the grind of the band—it was all chaos, seemingly no room for diapers and playdates. He knew she wanted them, and she was already so patient, just for him. But lately, seeing Y/N with the neighborhood kids, her sweet laughter lighting up her face as she knelt to their level, handing out cookies or tying shoelaces...it stirred something in him.

She was his light, his opposite in every good kind of way—kind where he was brooding, charismatic when he was rough. And now, the thought of her, belly round and tits heavy, consumed him. He wanted to fuck her, claim her in the most visceral way, pump her full until she was dripping with every bit of him, being even more of his than ever before.

She climbed onto the bed, her smile shy but inviting. Lying on her side to face him, her hair fell over her shoulder, her jaw tilted upwards at him as she let out a breathy laugh with the way he was looking at her.

“What is it Lu?”

Those blue eyes she loved so much, were stormy and blown out, his teeth bitting into his bottom lip as he moved closer to her with a certain intent.

And within a split second, his large ringed clad hand grabbed a hold of her cheek, pulling her to him until their lips locked together. Starting off slow, loving and soft, then quickly becoming more deep and desperate as his tongue moved with hers and his other had pulled at her hip to draw her in closer, a low rumble leaving his chest.

Y/N’s breath hitched, her fingers threading into his hair and tugging lightly as he kissed her with a certain need.

He pulled back just enough to trail his mouth down her neck, sucking at the sensitive skin, leaving faint marks that they could admire later. His mouth ghosted over her collarbone, then lower, shoving the nightgown's strap aside to expose one breast. He latched on hungrily, tongue swirling around her nipple before sucking hard, drawing a sharp whine from her throat.

His free hand groped the other with his large hand. 'Been thinkin' about this all day,' he growled, nipping at her skin. 'Watchin' you bend over, ass perked up like you're beggin' for it. Wanna stuff you full, pretty girl. Fill you up til’ you can’t take anymore”.

Her eyes widened, cheeks flushing, but the way her eyes looked up at him she was right there with him. “Yes, please want it” she sighed out as he dugs his fingers into her hips and bit down onto the swell of her breasts, marking them with his teeth.

He moved Y/N onto her back, hovering over her as his fingers dipped upwards between her thighs, finding her already slick through the thin material of her panties. “Such a pretty mess for me hmm doll?” He smirked, his head dipping down to the hem to drag the fabric off with his teeth, his blonde hair disappearing below her as he lowered his mouth and tore them off before moving up again, not touching her but hovering and admiring her state like an animal.

“Got I fucking love you” He groaned, as his right hand dipped down again, letting the thick silver rings on his fingers to nudge at her clit, a shaky breathe leaving her mouth “Luke please” he teased her clit, rubbing soft circles that made her back arch and a whine leave her mouth.

Luke pinned her hip down with his other hand. “Not yet, baby. Want you soakin' for me before I let you cum” He rasped, his digits finally moving to sink into her, pumping his fingers slow and deep, thumb grinding at her clit.

“F-fuck” She whined, her fingers digging into the sides of the bed as he ducked his head down to spill soft kisses down her cheek and shoulder. His fingers pushed in and out as his tongue lapped at breasts and her walls clenched around him, but he pulled them out just as she teetered on the edge, smiling at her frustrated cry.

Sliding down her body, “Just keeping being good for me, sweetheart” He murmured hooking her legs over his shoulders, he nudged her thighs apart, before pushing his head between her thighs, his tongue flattening against her. Luke ate at her like a starved man, savoring the sweetness, before sucking her clit between his lips. Y/N’s hands fisted his hair, tugging hard as she cried out, hips bucking. He didn't let up—tongue thrusting inside her, nose bumping her clit, fingers digging into her thighs to hold her open , not moving away to breathe once. She sobbed, thighs quivering, but he kept her on that edge, pulling back every time she got close. “Taste so fuckin' good” he rasped, blowing cool air on her swollen flesh before going right back in again.

When she was a trembling wreck, slick coating his chin, he flipped her onto her belly with ease. Before she could react, he was pulling at her flimsy nightgown until she was naked below him. Y/N arched instinctively, presenting her plump ass, and Luke groaned at the sight. His palm came down in a sharp spank, the sound echoing, her skin blooming pink. “Such a good girl for me,' he praised, rubbing the sting away before spanking again, harder. “This ass is mine. This body's mine. Gonna fill you up tonight, baby. Pump you so full you'll feel me for days” he promised, and meant it.

She whimpered, pushing back for more, “please Lu, need it” Shoving his boxers down, he took a harsh hold of her and lifted her up just slightly, her bottom raised up to his but her knees bent, he took another harsh spank to her before pushing into her. Y/N gasped, head drooping to the pillows as he tugged her closer to take him.

The room filled with the obscene sounds, her ass bouncing with each pound and his low groans. He fucked her rough, one hand in her hair, pulling her head back just enough to whisper. “My fucking girl” he rasped as he shifted up, not slowing down, but to grab at the headboard and fuck into her harder. Her hands dug into the blanket, holding onto it as she cried out, “L-Luke”.

“Fuck, that’s it baby” Luke was in heaven, his hands pulling her closer to him as he pounded in and out of her, breathy pants leaving his mouth.

She took him like a dream, walls fluttering around his length, small whines coursing the air as she only got wetter around him.

“Tight little cunt, just for me” Luke didn’t stop, only leaning over her as his hand trailed down her back towards her ass and spanking it as she sobbed out his name while cumming around him. “So good for me fuck” He groaned as he followed, his head fell forward, mouth following open as he held her in place, fucking his load into her. He held her flush against him, grinding to push it deeper, marking her inside.

When Luke pulled out and shifted to lay next to her, he kissed at her shoulder and up to her blushing cheek as, breaths ragged left their mouths, sweat-slicked on their bodies.

Luke pulled her into his side, starting to play with her hair nonchalantly as if he didn’t just fuck her dumb. His twirled a strand around his finger and hummed “You okay honey?”

“Mhmm” She mumbled, smiling sleepily as her eyes closed.

Except, Luke wasn’t done.

His hands shifted over her, tracing her curves, moving down her back to her hips and towards her lower half, “C’mere” he mumbled as he settled her in his lap, guiding her down onto him. Y/N moaned, finding herself sinking slowly down onto his cock, then moving with sensual rolls of her hips. His hands explored—groping her tits, pinching nipples, mouth sucking bruises into her neck as he guided her. Each time he hit that deep spot, she cried out, moving faster, chasing the pleasure. 'Fuck, Luke... right there...'

“Ride me harder, girl. Milk my cock. Gonna cum inside you again, keep you full.' He thrusted up to meet her, holding onto her hips as he held her down into him and fucked up into her cunt. A loud moan left her mouth, a smile dancing on his lips as he watched her take him and look like a beautiful mess. She shattered around him, walls pulsing. He locked her down, hips snapping as he emptied into her once more, groaning her name.

By the third round, Y/N lay sated on her belly, eyelids heavy, a lazy smile on her lips. Luke spooned behind her, cock nudging her entrance, already teasing her entrance until she whimpered, growing slick anew. “Just one more for now, baby” he murmured, sliding in slow. She was so tight, so perfect, taking him as he fucked her into the mattress with lazy, deep strokes. “Love how you feel, all used and loved. Gonna knock you up, gorgeous. Want you carryin' my baby, full and perfect”.

His words had her blushing, pushing back onto him, needy despite the exhaustion. 'Yes, please fill me, Luke. Want it so bad.' He pulled her head towards him, kissing her sloppily, tongue invading her mouth. The pace built, sweaty and intense, until he buried deep, groaning as he spilled into her, flooding her with warmth. She clenched around him, drawing it all in, and they collapsed together, his arms possessive around her waist.

The dimly lit college bar pulsed with the thrum of indie rock from the jukebox, a far cry from the chaotic mosh pits Luke Hemmings was used to. As the lead singer of his punk band, he was in town for a gig, crashing at a buddy's place near the campus. He leaned against the sticky counter, nursing a beer, his tattooed arms crossed over his black band tee, faded jeans hugging his lean hips. His blue eyes scanned the room, bored until they landed on her—Y/N.

She sat in a booth with a couple of girlfriends, her hair falling over one shoulder, a simple white blouse tucked into a knee-length skirt that screamed 'good girl.' Y/N laughed at something one of her friends said, her cheeks flushing pink, and Luke felt a jolt straight to his groin. Fuck, she was innocent, untouched by the grit of his world, and that made him want her even more. He couldn't stay away; determination burned in his chest like a lit fuse.

Pushing off the bar, Luke sauntered over, his combat boots thudding softly on the worn floor. 'Mind if I join you ladies?' he asked, flashing a crooked grin that had melted panties at a dozen shows. Her friends giggled, but Y/N looked up, her green eyes widening behind her glasses. She bit her lip, glancing away, but he saw the spark of curiosity.

'I'm Luke,' he said, sliding into the seat next to her without waiting for an invite. His knee brushed hers under the table, sending a deliberate spark through the fabric of her skirt. Y/N shifted, but didn't pull away. They talked—easy at first, about her lit class and his band's latest tour. But Luke steered it, his voice low and teasing, leaning in close enough for her to catch the faint scent of leather and smoke on his skin.

By closing time, her friends had peeled off, leaving Y/N lingering. 'Walk you back to your dorm?' Luke offered, his hand grazing her lower back as they stepped into the cool night air. She nodded, heart pounding. The campus paths were quiet, lit by sporadic lamps, and when they reached her building, he didn't stop at the door. 'Come up to my bike,' he murmured, nodding toward the parking lot where his sleek black motorcycle waited.

Y/N hesitated, but the thrill in his eyes pulled her in. They ended up at his temporary crash pad—a cramped apartment with posters peeling off the walls and amps stacked in the corner. The door barely clicked shut before Luke had her pinned against it, his mouth crashing onto hers. His kiss was rough, demanding, tongue sweeping in to claim her sweetness. Y/N gasped, her hands fisting in his shirt, but she kissed back, tentative at first, then hungry.

'Fuck, you taste like trouble,' he growled, hands roaming up her thighs, shoving her skirt higher. He hooked his fingers in her panties, yanking them down her legs in one swift pull. Y/N’s breath hitched as cool air hit her bare pussy, already slick from the heat building between them. Luke dropped to his knees, spreading her thighs wide, his calloused palms gripping her ass. He buried his face between her legs, tongue lapping at her folds, circling her clit with firm, relentless strokes.

Y/N's knees buckled, a moan escaping her lips as she clutched his hair. 'Luke... oh god,' she whimpered, her good-girl facade cracking under the onslaught. He sucked her clit hard, two fingers plunging into her tight heat, curling to hit that spot that made her walls clench. She came fast, shuddering against his mouth, juices coating his chin.

But Luke wasn't done. He stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes dark with lust. He stripped her blouse off, bra following, exposing her perky tits with pink nipples hardening in the air. His own clothes hit the floor—jeans pooling at his ankles, revealing his thick cock, veined and throbbing, pre-cum beading at the tip. 'On the bed,' he ordered, voice gravelly.

Y/N obeyed, crawling onto the mattress, ass up as he positioned her. He slapped her cheek lightly, watching it jiggle, then gripped her hips. Without warning, he thrust in, burying his cock to the hilt in her soaking pussy. She cried out, the stretch burning sweet, her body adjusting to his girth. Luke fucked her hard, relentless, hips snapping forward in a punishing rhythm. Each plunge stretched her wide, his balls slapping against her clit.

'So fucking tight,' he grunted, one hand tangling in her hair to arch her back. He reached around, fingers rubbing her swollen nub as he pounded deeper. Y/N pushed back, meeting his thrusts, her moans turning to pleas. Sweat slicked their skin, the room filling with the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh.

He flipped her over, hooking her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half. Luke drove in again, watching her tits bounce with every brutal stroke. 'Come for me again,' he demanded, thumb pressing her clit. She shattered, pussy spasming around his cock, milking him. That sent him over—Luke roared, pulling out to shoot thick ropes of cum across her stomach and tits, marking her as his.

They collapsed, panting, but even as they caught their breath, Luke's hand slid between her thighs, fingers teasing her entrance. 'This is just the start,Y/N. We're doing this every fucking night.' She smiled, spent but eager, already craving more of his relentless hunger.

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The lecture hall buzzed with the drone of Professor Harlan's voice, dissecting some dusty poem about unrequited love. Y/N sat in the third row, her notebook open but her mind wandering to Luke. It had been two days since their last stolen night, and the ache between her thighs hadn't faded. She shifted in her seat, crossing her legs to ease the throb, her cheeks warming at the memory of his cock stretching her open.

The door at the back creaked open, and heads turned. There he was—Luke Hemmings, striding in like he owned the place, his black leather jacket slung over one shoulder, dark jeans clinging to his thighs. His blue eyes locked on Y/N immediately, possessive fire burning in them. Whispers rippled through the class, girls sitting up straighter at the energy sight of him, but he ignored them, cutting straight to the front where the professor paused mid-sentence.

'Professor Harlan?' Luke's voice was smooth, laced with that cunning edge that made Y/N’s pulse race. He flashed a charming smile, the kind that hid the darkness beneath. 'I'm Luke Hemmings, Y/N’s... family friend. There's a family emergency. She needs to leave with me right now.'

Harlan blinked, adjusting his glasses. 'An emergency? Why didn't she mention—'

'It's sudden,' Luke interrupted, stepping closer, his tone firm but persuasive. 'Her parents called me directly. Trust me, it's urgent. I'll make sure she catches up on the notes.' He glanced back at Y/N, his gaze holding hers, a silent command: Come to me.

Y/N’s heart hammered. She packed her bag slowly, her friends shooting her curious looks, but the heat pooling in her core drowned out everything else. Luke's possessiveness thrilled her—he couldn't even wait a few hours without claiming her. As she approached, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his side. 'Good girl,' he murmured low, just for her, his breath hot on her ear.

Harlan sighed, waving them off. 'Alright, go. But get those notes, Y/N.'

Before Y/N had the opportunity to say anything, Luke was guiding her away with a hand on her lower back.

As they walked down the languish halls, Y/N could feel Luke’s eyes on her. Though she noticed more that he was not yet leading her to the school exit, but into another direction.

He steered her down the empty hallway, his grip bruising on her hip, toward an unused classroom at the end. 'Missed you so fucking much,' he growled, shoving the door open and dragging her inside. The room was dim, desks scattered, chalk dust in the air. He locked the door with a decisive snap.

Y/N whimpered, needy already, her hands clutching his jacket. 'Luke, I—'

He silenced her with a bruising kiss, backing her against the nearest desk. His mouth devoured hers, tongue thrusting deep, tasting her desperation. Hands roamed everywhere—up her skirt, squeezing her ass, then yanking her blouse open to expose her lacy bra. He palmed her tits roughly, thumbs flicking her nipples until they peaked hard. 'My girl, sitting there all prim while I ache for this cunt,' he rasped, nipping her neck.

She moaned, whiney and breathless, grinding against his thigh. 'Please, Luke... need you.' Her fingers fumbled with his belt, eager to free him.

Luke chuckled darkly, spinning her around to face the desk. 'On your knees first, baby. Show me how much you missed me.' He unzipped, his thick length springing free, hard and leaking pre-cum. Y/N dropped willingly, her mouth watering. She wrapped her lips around the head, sucking greedily, tongue swirling over the slit. Luke groaned, threading fingers through her hair, guiding her deeper. 'That's it, take it like the good girl you are for me.'

She bobbed her head, hollowing her cheeks, gagging softly as he hit the back of her throat. Saliva dripped down her chin, her hands stroking what she couldn't swallow. Luke's hips bucked, fucking her face with controlled thrusts. 'Fuck, your mouth's perfect. So needy, choking on it just to please me.' Praise mixed with degradation, making her clit throb.

He pulled out abruptly, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. 'Up. Bend over the desk.' Y/N scrambled to front of it, skirt hiked up, panties shoved aside. Luke kicked her legs wider, his palm cracking against her ass in a sharp spank. She yelped, the sting blooming into heat. 'Such a desperate whore, getting wet from sneaking around at school.' Another smack, harder, her cheek reddening. 'But you're my whore, aren't you? Say it.'

'Yours, Luke! All yours,' she whined, pushing back, her pussy dripping down her thighs.

He rubbed the tip of his cock along her slit, teasing her entrance. 'Mhm so perfect, just for me.' With one brutal thrust, he buried himself inside, stretching her walls around him. Y/N cried out, gripping the desk edges as he set a punishing pace, hips slamming forward. Each plunge hit deep, his hips pounding into her ass.

Luke's hands gripped her hips, bruising, as he fucked her relentlessly. 'So tight, squeezing me like you can't get enough.' He spanked her again, the sound echoing, then soothed the skin with a rub. 'Love how you beg for it, my perfect needy slut.' His fingers found her clit, rubbing circles that made her tremble.

Y/N shattered first, her orgasm crashing over her, pussy clenching around him. 'Luke! Oh god, yes!' Juices soaked his cock, but he didn't stop, pounding through it. 'One more, baby. Cum again for me.' He reached under, pinching her nipple, his mouth on her shoulder, biting down.

She did, whining high and broken, body convulsing as waves ripped through her. Luke growled, thrusts erratic. 'Gonna fill you up. Take my cum, Y/N—every drop.' He slammed deep one last time, cock pulsing as he unloaded, hot spurts flooding her. He didn't pull out, grinding to fuck it deeper, sealing it inside. 'Mine. All mine.'

Y/N slumped against the desk, spent and blissful, loving the fullness, the claim. He wrapped around her from behind, kissing her neck softly. 'Couldn't stay away. You're everything.'

They lingered, catching breath, but Luke's hand already teased her thigh. What happens when they finally leave—does the thrill lead to more risks, or do they head back to his place for round two?

The walk from campus to Luke's apartment blurred into a haze of stolen touches and heated whispers. Y/N clung to his arm, her body still humming from the classroom fuck, but the fire in her core only burned hotter. Every step made her panties chafe against her slick folds, reminding her of his cum leaking out. He’s inside me, she thought, the word sending a shiver down her spine. Her mind swirled with filthy images—Luke owning her completely, filling her again and again. She pressed closer, needy whimpers escaping as she imagined dropping to her knees the second they got inside, begging for more.

Luke noticed, his grip tightening on her waist, thumb circling possessively. 'What's got you squirming, baby? Still feeling my load?' His voice was a low rumble, dark promise in every syllable.

She bit her lip, nodding, her submission deepening. By the time they reached his door, Y/N resolve snapped. The moment he unlocked it and pushed her inside, she spun on him, eyes glazed with lust. 'Lu please,' she breathed, the word slipping out bold and surprising, her hands already yanking at his belt. 'Need your cock again. Let me be your slut.'

Luke's eyes darkened, a predatory grin spreading as he kicked the door shut. 'Fuck, Y/N. Didn't know you had this in you.' He didn't stop her, leaning back against the wall as she sank to her knees on the worn rug, freeing his semi-hard length. It twitched in the air, still glistening from her earlier juices. She dove in without hesitation, lips wrapping around the head, sucking hard to draw him deep. Her tongue flattened against the underside, swirling as she took more, gagging herself willingly.

'That's my dirty little whore,' Luke growled, hands fisting her hair, hips snapping forward to fuck her mouth. He used her roughly, thrusting until her nose pressed against his pelvis, tears pricking her eyes. Saliva poured from her lips, coating his shaft, making it slick and shiny. 'Like a desperate cumslut. You love being used, don't you? Pathetic how bad you crave it.'

Y/N moaned around him, the degradation fueling her, pussy clenching empty. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking messily, letting him rut into her throat. Strings of spit dripped onto her chest, soaking her ruined blouse. Luke's breaths came ragged, but he pulled out with a wet pop, cock throbbing, veins pulsing. 'Enough. Get on the couch. Reverse, now.'

She scrambled up, stripping off her skirt and panties in a frenzy, her ass bare and marked from his earlier spanks. Luke shed his jacket and shirt, muscles flexing as he sat back, legs spread. Y/N straddled him backward, facing away, her hands on his knees for balance. She reached back, guiding his wet cock to her entrance, sinking down with a whine. Inch by inch, he filled her, stretching her walls until she bottomed out, ass flush against his lap.

'Ride me, slut,' Luke commanded, one hand cracking against her cheek in a sharp spank. The sting made her jolt, pussy fluttering around him. She started bouncing, slow at first, then faster, hips rolling as she took him deep. Her tits jiggled with each drop, and Luke's free hand snaked around to grope them, pinching her nipples hard. 'Look at you, bouncing like a proper whore on my cock. Such a needy thing, aren't you? But fuck, you feel good—tight and greedy.'

Y/N cried out, the mix of pain and praise pushing her higher. She rode harder, ass slapping his thighs, grinding her clit against his base. His fingers tugged her hair back, arching her spine, exposing her neck for his bites. 'U-Uhuh yes please—use me!' Another spank landed, reddening her skin, and she chased the burn, slamming down relentlessly.

Luke's other hand mauled her breasts, rolling the soft flesh, rings digging into it with a coolness as his thumb and forefinger tugged at the peak. 'Cum for me, baby. Milk this cock like the good slut you are.' His words shattered her—orgasm ripping through, walls clamping down as she sobbed, juices flooding him. But he held her hips, forcing her to keep moving through it. 'Don't stop. Keep riding. M’not done breeding my girl.'

She whimpered, thighs trembling, but obeyed, bouncing weaker now, oversensitive. Luke flipped her suddenly, pushing her onto her stomach on the couch cushions. He mounted her from behind, cock sliding back in with a squelch, her ass up and presented. 'Gonna fuck you full, fill you up nice and good”. He draped over her, one arm pinning her shoulders, the other gripping her hip as he pounded deep.

Each thrust was possessive. 'Take it all, baby. gonna knock you up—pump you so full of cum you'll feel me for days.' His breeding kink surged, hips snapping erratically, growling filthy promises. 'Mine to have, my perfect cumdump. Love you so”.

Y/N clawed the cushions, another climax building from the raw dominance. 'Yea, please want it!”. She shattered again, screaming into the fabric, body quaking. Luke followed, burying deep with a roar, cock erupting in thick ropes that painted her insides. He ground against her, fucking the load deeper, sealing it with grinding rolls. 'All mine. Every drop stays in you.'

They collapsed, his weight a comforting cage, breaths mingling. Luke’s hands pulled her hips, as he laid to his side, keeping her close to him as he kissed her cheek and his fingertips rubbed at her sides.

haha hi…know it’s been awhile…hope you enjoy this one…🤣🫶🏻

In the quiet sanctuary of the Church, Luke knelt before the altar, his hands clasped in silent prayer. His life had become a ritual of feigned devotion and hidden contempt. He had grown to detest the woman he had married in haste, a woman who had become a millstone around his neck, her piety as hollow as his own. Yet, his heart was not entirely closed; it stirred with an awakening desire for something more, something genuine.

The church doors creaked open, and in walked Astrid, a woman he had seen around the parish but never formally met. She was a vision of elegance and allure, her curves accentuated by the soft fabric of her dress, her hair cascading in waves down her back. Luke felt a spark ignite within him, a sensation he hadn't experienced in years. He watched her light a candle, her fingers delicate and precise, and he felt a pang of longing.

Astrid turned, her eyes meeting Luke's. A slight smile played on her lips, as if she knew the effect she had on him. She walked towards the confessional, her heels echoing softly in the vast, empty church. Luke followed, drawn to her like a moth to a flame. He entered the confessional, the small, enclosed space suddenly filled with her intoxicating scent.

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned," Astrid began, her voice a sultry purr. She leaned in, her breath warm against the screen that separated them. "I've had impure thoughts... about you."

Luke swallowed hard, his collar suddenly feeling too tight. "That's... that's not something to confess," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.

Astrid chuckled, low and throaty. "But Father, I think you have them too. I see how you look at me. You want me, don't you?" She leaned back, her fingers trailing along the screen, teasing him.

Luke's breathing grew ragged. He should rebuke her, order her out of the confessional, but he couldn't find the words. Instead, he found himself leaning closer, his body aching with desire. "Astrid... we can't," he whispered, but his protest was weak, half-hearted.

Astrid's hand slipped through the screen, her fingers brushing against Luke's cheek. He leaned into her touch, a soft moan escaping his lips. She smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust and triumph before stepping out of the confessional and into his own.

"Such a bad boy, Luke," she murmured, her hand trailing down his chest, lower, until it brushed against his growing erection.

Luke gasped, his body jerking at her touch. He knew he should stop her, but he couldn't find the will to do so. Astrid's fingers worked deftly, unbuttoning his pants, freeing his aching cock. He groaned, his head falling back against the wall of the confessional as she took him in her hand, her grip firm and sure.

"Astrid..." he moaned, her name a plea and a prayer on his lips. She shushed him softly, her breath hot against his ear. Then she was on her knees, her tongue replacing her hand, and Luke thought he might die from the pleasure of it.

He looked down, watching as Astrid took him into her mouth, her lips stretching around him sinfully. He whimpered, his hips bucking slightly, seeking more of her warmth. She obliged, taking him deeper, her head bobbing in a rhythm that left him breathless.

"Fuck baby," he moaned, his hands fisting in her hair. He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing with each stroke of her tongue, each pull of her mouth. "Astrid, I'm close..." he gasped, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she redoubled her efforts, her hand wrapping around the base of his shaft, pumping in time with her mouth.

Luke came undone with a cry, his body shuddering as he spilled into her mouth. Astrid swallowed, her eyes never leaving his, a satisfied smile on her lips as she released him. Luke slumped against the wall, his body limp, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Astrid stood, her fingers trailing along his jaw. "Such a bad boy," she murmured again, her voice a sultry purr. Then she was gone, leaving Luke alone in the confessional, his body sated, his mind in turmoil. He had sinned, broken his vows, and yet, all he could think about was when he could see Astrid again.

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Luke's eyes flicked to his phone, his heart pounding as he saw Astrid's name flash across the screen. He stepped away from the parish hall, his voice low as he answered, "Astrid?"

"Luke," she purred, her voice laced with urgency. "I need you. It's an emergency."

His brow furrowed, concern etching lines on his face. "What's wrong? What do you need?"

"I can't explain over the phone," she breathed. "Please, come to my house. Quickly."

He hesitated, his mind flashing back to their encounter in the confessional. He knew he should resist, but the pull was too strong. "I'll be right there," he promised, hanging up the phone and rushing to his car.

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The drive to Astrid's house was a blur, his mind racing with possibilities. He knocked on her door, his breath catching as she answered, her body wrapped in a silk robe that did little to hide her curves. She ushered him inside, her eyes wide with feigned alarm.

"Astrid, what's the emergency?" he asked, his voice gruff with concern and desire. She backed away, leading him deeper into the house, her eyes never leaving his as she entered her bedroom.

"I'm sorry," she murmured, her back hitting a nearby wall. "I lied. There was no emergency."

Luke's eyes darkened, his body pressing against hers. "Then why did you call me, Astrid?" he growled, his hands gripping her waist.

She bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Because I wanted you. I couldn't stop thinking about you."

A low growl escaped his lips, his hands sliding up her body, untying her robe. It fell open, revealing her naked body, her breasts heaving with each breath. He dipped his head, his mouth capturing one taut nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth. Astrid gasped, her body arching against him.

He worshipped her breasts, his mouth moving from one to the other, his teeth grazing her sensitive nipples before sucking. Astrid whined, pulling his hair as his hands roamed her hips and continued to let his hit tongue lap at her sensitive skin.

“Perfect fucking tits” He groaned as her body began pressing back against him. He grabbed her hips, turning her around as he kneels down. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. "I need to taste you, Astrid," he rasped, his hands sliding down her hips, to her ass, biting into the skin and spanking it hard as she cried out. Luke leaned head in, pulling her thighs and ass apart as his tongue begun delving into her folds, his eyes rolling back at her sweet taste.

Astrid cried out, her body bucking against his mouth. He held her steady, his tongue lapping at her, his mouth sucking at her clit and tongue shoving into her cunt. He felt her body tense, her breath coming in short gasps. He redoubled his efforts, his tongue flicking against her clit, his fingers now slipping into her tight heat as she panted.

All Astrid could do was stand there, her knees buckling as Luke pushed her further into the wall, his head buried between her ass and thighs as his fingers fucked in and out of her.

Luke felt nothing but pride, all his beliefs of god and the world right out the window because he had the most sinful angel falling apart for him.

“You like that slut?” His words making her moan as spanked her ass, “tell me”

“Y-yes, feels so good Lu”

Lukes fingers worked roughly into her pussy, his other hand gripping her ass tight as he lapped at her clit making her cum with a cry, her body shaking as tears streamed down her face. He licked her through her orgasm, his fingers pumping in and out of her, his holding her steady as he drank her honey.

Before she could recover, he stood, spinning her around and bending her over the nearby bed. He fumbled with his pants, freeing his length, his body aching with need. He gripped her hips, his cock pressing against her entrance.

"Please, Father," she begged, looking back at him, her eyes glazed with desire. "Please fuck me."

He groaned, his hips surging forward, his cock filling her in one swift thrust. She cried out, her body clenching around him. He leaned over her, his mouth by her ear. "Say it, Astrid," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Say what I want to hear."

She moaned, her body pressing back against him. "Fuck me, Daddy," she breathed, her voice sultry and low. "Please fuck me."

He growled, his hips pulling back and slamming forward, his body taking hers in a brutal rhythm. He felt her body tense again, her inner muscles clamping down on him. He gritted his teeth, his cock pounding into her with steady and sharp thrusts making her ass bounce back on his pelvis as she laid there and took it.

Luke leaned down, his body covering hers, his tongue licking the sweat from her skin. He trailed his tongue up her spine, his hips still moving, hmaking her shift up the bed and cry out.

“D-daddy please”

He pulled back, his hands gripping her waist, flipping her onto her back. He crawled onto the bed, his body covering hers, his cock slipping back into her heat. He grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head, his hips setting a punishing pace as the bed rocked beneath them, the headboard now nudging against the wild making a tap tap sound erupt through their sounds of pleasure.

He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth filthy. She moaned into the kiss, her body wrapping around his, her hips meeting his with need.

He pulled back, his hand releases her wrists, sliding down her body, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in tight circles, his eyes locked on hers. "Ride me, Astrid," he growled, flipping them so he was on his back, her body straddling his now in a cowgirl position.

She moaned, her body sinking down onto his, her hips rolling against him. He grunted, his hands gripping her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He lifted his hand, bringing it down on her ass with a sharp smack. She whimpered, her body jolting forward, her hips grinding against his.

He spanked her again, his other hand gripping her hip, his fingers biting into her flesh. She moaned, her body rocking as she sunk down on his cock, her breasts bouncing with each movement. He could feel her body tensing, her inner muscles clenching around him.

"That's it, baby," he growled, his hand rubbing the spot he had just spanked. “Bounce on it”

Astrid’s movements made Luke groan, his eyes drinking in her body and watching as she went up and down, taking him with pure want.

“Such a good whore me, all fucking mine now” He purred, his hands now pawing at her breasts, fingers tugging at her nipples harshly as her back arched with a cry from the roughness of his touch.

Astrid’s orgasm tore through her, her pussy calming down in his cock as she rush hit her quickly making her whimper his name in short pants.

“U-uh Luke, fuck Luke!”

He himself came with a whimper, his thighs shaking as he steadied his hands on her thighs, thrusting his hips into her needy body as she took his load. She collapsed onto his chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body slick with sweat. He wrapped his arms around her, his heart pounding against hers and his body sated and spent.

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ps: i think this calls for luke hemmings smut, everyone unite plz.

It was killing him.

While out there on the stage; she occupied his mind with her swaying hips and closed eyes.

The throw back number, if walls could talk played. His voice aches in his throat, as he watched her legs move and hands caress her sides—up her breasts and into her hair.

He so badly wanted to drop his guitar down, grab her by the hair and fuck her over the stage under its neon lights.

And that’s exactly what he was going to do.

As soon as the show was over; cleared of crew, equipment and jaw dropped fans he had her right where he wanted.

“Lu, why aren’t we going with the guys?”

No answer.

Well, except for the hands gripping her hips as he pulled her back into his chest, tilted her face up and devoured her mouth.

A whimper escaped as she grabbed ahold of his forearm for support as she leaned back into him and their tongues danced in the darkened venue.

His hands wandered up as he pushed his hardening cock into her ass, grabbing at her breasts and kissing down her neck.

“Fucking dirty girl, dancing like that in front of everyone”

“I didn’t mean to—“

“Don’t play games doll, I could see the look on your face and how wet you were getting down there” He pawed at a tit, maneuvering a hand to the inside of her skirt and brushing over the thin material between her legs.

“You were just begging to be fucked weren’t you?”

His mouth sucked a bruise into her neck, rubbing over her clit as she whined.

“Fucking say it” He growled

“Yes, yes I wanna be fucked”

“That’s better baby, but first you need to earn it after that performance you put on” He smirked, dropping his hands as she dropped to her knees.

Luke leaned back onto the stage front, ringed hand threading into her hair as she pushed his slacks down and palmed him through his boxers.

He hissed, forcing her head closer, “don’t even try it, get to work slut”.

Her thighs clenched, pumping his cock in her hand before taking him into her mouth, sucking the head of his flush tip and pushing him further past her lips.

Luke moaned, watching his pretty girl as the confetti from the night began sticking to her knees and the glitter falling into her hair.

“That’s it” The praise fell off his pink lips, his head tilted back into the air as he pushed her head down encouragingly and bucking his hips up.

She sucked harshly, digging her nails into his thighs and the lotus tattoo that adorned it as he cursed out.

Suddenly, his hands grasped at her skull, beginning to fuck her mouth and the mascara on her eyes began to melt.

“Good little slut, you like it when I fuck your throat huh?”

She couldn’t answer—but with the pushing forward of her head he knew she did as she allowed him to use her like this.

“Alright that’s enough”

He had her on her feet again, except this time she was reversed in his place.

Luke’s large hands continued over her body, down her jaw to the buttons of her top, he exposed her plump breasts and tugged at her nipples harshly making her moan.

“Please”

“Please what?”

“Fuck me, I need it” She whined, pouting out into the arena getting impatient.

“Not yet, I wanna still play with you first” He smiled devilishly, inhaling her vanilla perfume as he mouth sucked at her skin and tongued at her peaks.

“Fuck Luke”

“Love your tits, absolutely perfect” He sucked and bit at them, splotches of purple and pink cascaded her as he grinded into her thigh making her cry out. The ache between them hitting a high they desperately needed to release, and soon.

His fingers trickled back between her legs, thumbing her clit again as his middle and pointer thrusted into her.

“Such a good pussy too. Nice and wet for me to fill” He whispered into her ear as her throat purred, beginning to sore from earlier activity’s.

“Baby please, I deserve it. I’ve been good haven’t I?”

“Sure have, look at you spread out and desperate. Of course I’ll let you have it” He kissed her nose, a relived sigh leaving her lips until he turned around to face the stage.

Her elbows bent over the stage as her ass stuck out to him, his hands pulled down at her skirt hard making her panties rip as they fell to her ankles; leaving her vulnerable to him.

A harsh smack made its way to her ass, a moan left her from the sting.

Before she knew it, Luke held himself in hand giving a few tugs to his cock before entering her harshly.

Her brain went numb, his fingers dug into her the sides of her thighs as he began fucking her.

His hips bounced against her ass bent up to him, the smacking sound could be heard in the venue through its daunting echos and their moans bounced off the walls.

Small “uh, uh, uhs” escaped her as her head fell, her eyes closing in pleasure.

“That’s it, fucking take it” Luke’s brutal pace was almost punishing but it felt so good, the way he thrusted his cock into the poor girl below him, drool invading her mouth as he fucked her dumb.

“Can’t get enough huh?” He chuckled under his breath, seeing as she still managed to push her hips back into him, needing more.

Her head shook in his grip, whimpering out as he gathered the slick between her thighs and rubbed harder at her clit.

Her pussy clenched around him, feeling her release approaching, him close behind as he thrusted a little sloppy into her warm wetness.

“Look at you, such a whore me, letting me fuck your cunt out here like this” He moaned, feeling his load building up.

Luke smacked at her ass again, the skin burning underneath his palm.

“Y-yes Lu, please I wanna cum so bad”

Their movements began to stutter as he pushed in and out quickly, Luke’s head tilting back as he groaned feeling her shake and get tighter around him.

“Mhmm such a good fuck toy baby, cum for me”

His hands rubbed at her hips, thrusting right at her spot now as she whined and cried out for him, letting go.

Her back arched as she laid her head down on to the cold floor of the stage, her ass bounced back against him as he continued to fuck her as he pleased.

Luke moaned, feeling her leaking around him and he hit his peak.

Pushing up his chest into her back, he hovered over his girl, as he fucked in and out of her harder before filling her up. A lazy drawn out whimper left him as he groped her ass, sinking his cock into her fully as he came, never wanting to leave.

“So good pretty girl” He panted into her ear before pulling out.

It took some time for the pair to catch their breathe and evening out their clothes, but the smile never left their faces as they walked hand and hand out of the venue and into the breezy atmosphere where the tour bus awaited them.

“TOUCH”

he was just so pretty.

the golden curls, short and tousled on his head that in the sunlight shined like a halo.

his baby blue orbs, ever changing into a stormy night or waving sea on a beautiful horizon.

tall and broad, stretching into toned arms and mounted shoulders.

it was almost overbearing for her as she laid beside him in the early morning, having just awoken to see the beautiful boy still in a slumber.

he laid on his back, the covers covering his lower half with his ringed hand spread out on the pudge of his belly.

his pink lips sent out soft snores, his cheek pressed slightly into the pillow.

Sitting up, she maneuvered her back slowly into the headboard. Staring down at him with a smile, her fingers traced his collars bones, down his chest, over his stomach and back up until she reached his hair, tangling her fingers through the blonde silk.

he looked so peaceful, it made her happy. he made her happy.

he always took care of her, her to him, and they loved to show it.

physical touch was their favorite thing. whether holding hands, sweet kisses, or worshipping the other as much as they could.

dipping down, her lips kissed at his jaw, then to his next sucking softly as her fingers gripped the strands in her hand a little more.

her other hand began tracing over his belly again, down to the growing bulge below his waist as he whimpered, beginning to wake.

“sweetheart” he croaked, his morning voice heavy from sleep as his baby blues opened up, mesmerized by his pretty girl above him.

“good morning Lu” She whispered, palming his growing cock as he whined, slouching back into the headboard slightly.

“g-good morning baby” he hissed as she began stroking him, his hips lifting slightly off the bed as the precum dropped from his tip.

“you okay?” She asked into his ear, pinching his nipple as she pumped him a bit faster making him whimper, his head tilting back into the pillows again.

“Mhmm fuck” He groaned, beginning to jut into her hand following her motions, “feels so good”.

His cute nose scrunched, his bottom lip tight between his teeth as she touched him.

Focusing on her only and the pleasure, he watched her shift her position between his legs now.

A whine bubbled from his throat as her hands gripped his thigh and hip, taking him deep into her mouth.

His back arched, his own hand now tugging his and her hair as he felt her mouth sucking at his cock, nose pressed into his pelvis as her pretty lips wrapped around him.

“Baby m’gonna cum”

Her thighs clenched, hearing him moan above her as she began moving her mouth faster over his length, her nails digging into his hip and scratching at the skin.

His eyes closed, a shiver going up his spine as he felt his stomach tightened, his cum falling into her mouth as she didn’t stop.

Her head lifted up, watching as he hissed.

“C’mere doll”

His hands reached out for her, pulling her onto his lap and tugging at her panties. His large hands gripped the sides, tearing them off and throwing them elsewhere.

His back shifted up, now leaning into the headboard again as he gripped her hips.

Her mouth gasped open, feeling his fingers nudge at her clit, gathering the slick between her thighs as he rubbed the pink the nub.

“P-please Lu” She whined.

“Fuck sit on my cock” He groaned out, gripping her thigh as they moved, allowing her to sink down.

Their noises drowned out their surroundings, her walls stretching out around him as their heads leaned back taking each other in.

“So good baby, that’s it” He praised, his fingers moving behind her back as he guided her movements, her hips shifting back and forth, breasts bouncing a bit.

“Feel so full” She whimpered, moving a bit faster.

A smile graced his face, thrusting back into her.

“Yea? Like being stuffed with my cock?”

“Y-yes yes” She moaned, beginning to bounce with more urgency.

“Shit” His hands pawed at her thighs and ass, spanking down on the skin as she whined.

His mouth sucked at her nipples, tugging with his teeth, salvia glistening over the taunt skin in the sunlight of the window as her back arched.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

She couldn’t take her eyes off him.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, thick thighs stretching out as she rode him.

Small uh, uh, uhs escaped her lips, she couldn’t say anything else.

It was too much, especially when he rubbed at her puffy clit again, fucking his cock up into her as he moaned into her chest.

“Fuck baby, m’almost there. You with me?”

“Mhm, please fill me up I want it”

Her dirty words made him whimper out, jutting his load into her cunt as he held onto her waist, feeling her milk his cock.

“So good, so good” His hand petted her hair, her cheek laying on his shoulder as she finished.

Title: “A damsel, not so much in distress”

SMUT!!! Luke Hemmings

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Y/N’s wrist were pinned together.

Wrapped in rope and mouth covered in duct tape.

She struggled against the chair as her gown splayed around her, the arm of it now torn, ripped and falling down her shoulder.

Her hair was still pinned up, just barely, while her bangs were now messy in her eyes as she moved back and forth trying to free herself from the confines.

It was only a matter of time before she ended up in such a position. Except it wasn’t counted for the opposer, to be Luke Hemmings.

He was a darkness she’d only ever heard of, much like a myth, having never seen the luscious blonde before.

Her whole life she’d been kept away from the violence. Especially him.

Until now.

Unfortunately, her brother, who took over the family business when their father died, had decided to really push some buttons, leading her up into such a predicament.

Kidnap precious Y/N Y/L/N until matters were dealt with, that was the goal.

However, unfortunately he didn’t account for her to be so beautiful and him to become so weak.

As she struggled in the chair, thoughts rumbled her mind on escape plans.

Meanwhile Luke watched amused through the two tone window pane that allows him to see her, but not her to see him.

As it’s always usually been.

Tattoos, intricate in black as they crawl and line up his arms and shoulders. His white tank showing off the inked skin and toned muscles.

His ruffled blonde hair splayed over his eyes, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he took out a knife from his red trousers.

Laughing to himself, he watched as she titled her head back in annoyance from not having free herself yet.

Her neck displayed her pretty collarbones to him, a silver chain leading down as it dipped into her breasts and shining in the over head light just above her.

Deciding she had enough, Luke punched in the code for the chamber and walked in making her look in his direction carefully.

Her eyes widened at the man before her, tall, broad and swift.

He was beautiful

She was beautiful

Looking down bashfully, she then realized she had been been admiring the looks of her captor.

“Princess” Luke mumbled, taking the cigarette from between his lips as small puffs of white fell into the air.

Much like chemtrails, sweeping over her head and he was the plane, swarming through the blue that matched the color of his eyes.

Taking the knife, he careful put it under her jaw, slowing lifting her head as his own orbs met her delicate face.

He could see the apples of her cheeks berrying under his touch.

Moving away the knife, Luke moved closer and wrapped his arms around the girl.

His hands moving down the skin of her shoulders, her breathe felt ragged in her throat as he brushed them down her sides and around her hips.

He cut the ropes off her wrists, massaging the skin lightly before moving a large ring clad hand up. The thick silver making her breathe capture in her throat and a rush flee up her spine as they brushed over her neck and jaw, then peeling away the tape from her mouth.

Luke’s blue eyes stayed on her own, but flicking down just for a moment as the tape revealed her pouty lips to him as they parted in surprise.

The air felt thicker between them as their faces stayed inches apart momentarily.

Moving away before he did something stupid, Luke stood up.

“Now, I don’t want to hurt you darling.

Not unless you don’t follow my rules” He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms making Y/N cross her legs over the other as she rubbed at her wrist and continued listening silently.

“Number one, don’t try to escape and Two, behave. Do that, and everything will go according to plan”

“What exactly is the plan? When can I go home?”

“When I say so” He says as he walks out, closing the chamber door behind him. The hum of an electronic lock sounding out around the room.

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It’s been 3 months since the day Y/N was taken.

Unfortunately, her brother has only continued to do stupid actions that results in her longer stay.

Her “chamber” now has a bed and a dresser with a mirror. Small paintings and frames scatter along the walls alongside some fairy lights and little plants.

She decorated within her stay. Making most of the time as she could.

Before, it had been empty. Only a mattress on the floor and the bathroom available.

Though over time, Luke’s soft spot has only grown larger with her time spent here.

And the tension between them has only thickened.

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“Son of a bitch” Luke grunts, his hands covered in blood as he stomps through the halls and putting in the code for Y/N’s chamber.

Opening the door, he shoves it closed behind him and sees her room empty.

Though his shoulders relax just slightly as he notices the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom.

Sitting on her bed, Luke looks down at his bloody hands and racks his brain as to what happened.

Y/N’s brother had finally agreed upon a meeting that would finally end all the drama. But instead, it turned bloody and brash.

It resulted in Luke killing many people, bodies upon bodies falling down in his behind as he left the facility.

Although he has done it plenty times before and now is immune to it, that isn’t what bothered him.

Y/N’s brother had screwed everything up, naturally. But this time, the words he said still lingered in his mind as he left the poor excuse for a human being behind.

“Keep her for all I care”

Her brother had abandoned her. Knowing how much that would hurt you, it hurt Luke too in a way.

For overtime he’s come to completely and utterly adore the girl, seeing her upset, was the last thing he wanted, considering the circumstances.

“L-Luke” Y/N’s shaky voice made his head lift up. The sight of blood making her own turn cold at the thought of him hurt. Unbeknownst to him, the feelings were reciprocated.

“Hey princess” Luke gulped, sitting up from his position as he waved his bloody hand around solemnly, before taking in the sight of her in just a towel.

His eyes did a double take, her hair was still damp, and her skin glowing as the steam from the shower crowded around her curvy figure.

“Are you okay?” She came closer, standing in front of him as he sat at the edge of the bed and looked up at her dauntingly. Her breasts bunched up on the top of towel, peaking at him teasingly.

Drop the towel, please The voice in his head rang

“Fine sweetheart” He rasped, his cock aching at what he really wanted to do her right now.

The news he needs to tell her almost slipping his mind he shook his head and instead took the edge of the towel on her body, beginning to wipe off the blood from his fingers, the silver rings skimming her thighs as he moved his hands, goosebumps quickly trickling over her skin at the touch.

I could just spread her pretty thighs open now and dive right into her-

Y/N felt her thighs clench, the small touch sending a feeling inside her she never felt before, at least not with anyone else.

Before she knew it, Luke pulled her down by her thigh, making her sit beside him on the bed.

“I gotta tell you something”

Biting her bottom lip, she held onto her towel tighter as she looked at him nervously, trying to concentrate on his words rather his hand still remained on her leg.

Fuck-I know I don’t deserve it but god give me mercy

His head groaned as he watched her teeth sink into her plump lip, her grip on the towel not helping as since she sat down, it only got shorter, showcasing her long legs and the bumps of her wide hips he wanted so badly to grab onto.

Maybe even as she bounced her pretty self on his-

“You’re free” He decides to put it simply, “your brother said it didn’t matter anymore. So I’m letting you go”

Luke felt his Adam’s apple bop in his throat, the idea of her leaving him making his stomach sick despite the strange of her arrival in the first place.

Luke watched as Y/N looked down at her lap, thinking hard as her eyebrows furrowed and her shoulders hunched almost disappointed.

“Princess what’s wrong?” His tatted arm brushed her hair away from her shoulder and lifted her jaw up to look at him again.

“What if I don’t want to go?” The question sending a thrill though Luke’s body.

This was it.

Moving his hand from her jaw, he slipped it down to her waist, gripping it as a whimper escaped her mouth, his head dipping down as their noses brushed together.

“Please” She begged lightly, not trusting herself to say anything else.

His other hand slipped up her thigh, edging the towel slowly away as his hand crept higher.

Involuntarily her thighs spread, his hand stretching out and rubbing inside of it softly, carefully caressing the exposed skin.

“Princess, I need to hear you say it”

“S-say what?” She whined, playing dumb as his lips dipped down, kissing at her neck and sucking softly into the flesh.

It wasn’t until he bit down that she begged out, “please touch me”.

Groaning his head hung, his cock aching at the pretty girl’s words, so dirty.

Before she could react, her towel was ripped away, her back now laid onto the bed as he hovered over her.

Standing between her with a thigh between her legs, he kneeled down on the mattress as he kissed her.

Her head tilted back, tugging at the soft curls in her hands making him grunt and move his hands up, gripping at her breasts.

Swiftly, he moved his head down and began to suck at the right bud making her moan.

“Such pretty fucking tits” He mumbled into the mounds, kissing and sucking harshly before moving onto the other.

Pressing into her body, his thigh rubbed at her clit making her cry out, her hips raising up.

“Sensitive baby?” He teased, looking up at her between her perky and flushed nipples as he grinded harsher into her center.

“Mhmm” Her teeth sunk into her lip again making him raise a hand up, capturing the flesh with his finger and pulling, making her gasp softly.

What he didn’t expect though, thinking he had the upper hand, was her mouth enveloping the tip of the digit, sucking softly.

“Fuck this” He groaned, moving his hand away from the girls mouth, using the spit that collected from her sucking and began rubbing harsh circles at the girls clit.

Crying out softly her hips raised off the bed, “L-Luke”.

“Feel good baby? Can you take more?”

Nodding quickly, her thighs spread more beneath him.

His knees almost buckled over her, seeing the sweet woman below him spread out, begging to be touched by him.

Switching it, his thumb circled over her clit instead as his slipped a digit into her, watching as her eyes closed in delight at the feeling.

Soft kisses were pressed into the skin of her neck and jaw, but words so sinful played into her ear.

“Hmm you like this? Like feeling my fingers fucking into your pretty cunt?” He murmured, slipping another in as her mouth fell open.

“C’mon tell me” His mouth dipped down again at her chest, sucking harshly at her nipple as his fingers drew in and out of her.

“Yes, yes I love it” She whined.

“You act like such a good girl around everyone else, but you’re just a slut… aren’t you?” His fingers went in and out of her quicker, her clit throbbing as the circles he made went slower, teasing the poor girl.

“Please Lu” She whined at his words, her tummy aching as he leaned up again, gazing down at her and stopping his motions completely as her hips grinded down into his palm.

“Just tell me what you want baby and I’ll give it to you”.

This time, her eyes lit up into his, watching as they darkened from the words she said next.

“Fuck me hard”

Before she could regather herself, Y/N was in the middle of her unstable bed, stomach against the mattress as Luke kneeled behind her.

With a tight grip on her hips, he pulled and dragged her ass up towards him, his clothes now long gone too, in a heap with her towel.

Y/N face was flush, her face buried into the pillow as her fingers held onto the comforter, Luke’s hand spanking down at her ass harshly.

“Look at you, bent over all pretty, just for me huh?” He slapped at her flesh again, feeling it bounce in his palm as she moaned out.

“Yes, just for you” Daring to look back at the man above her, he looked so good.

His hair tousled, his lean, muscled arms holding her down as he spanked her and biting on his lip ring with desire in his eyes.

Deciding she had enough, he pushed into her from behind, and began pounding into her.

She cried out, small gasps leaving her mouth as he rammed into her from behind.

“Fuck you feel so good” He praised, the headboard above her head beginning to nudge into the wall with each jut of his hips.

“Harder” She begged, arching her back.

Reaching up, Luke grabbed at her hair and tugged, making her head tilt back as he dove into her pussy harshly.

“Princess is a whore isn’t she? You like it hard and rough” With each word he thrusted harsher, feeling her tighten around him as he primaly fucked her.

His words only made her moan louder, confirming its truth and making him groan.

His hips slammed into her ass with each thrust, her legs beginning to quiver as he watched her body rock back and forth, the pace making the bed do the same and push off its hinges.

“Such a good fucking girl for me”

“Uhh Luke please”

Releasing her hair, he pushed her down into the bed and moaned as he fucked into her faster, smacking her ass again.

Pants left both their mouths, the headboard now smacking into wall and their moans bouncing off the concrete.

But before she could, Luke stopped abruptly, shifting back on his knees and pulling the girl into his lap, her body now facing the dresser mirror across from the bed as he sunk her down on him.

His hands trailed up her sides as he guided her to bounce on him.

“Y-yea just like that” He moaned, seeing as she got the hang of it and began moving up and down on him faster.

Her head tilted back on his shoulder, watching the scene enfold in front of them as their reflection showcased her in his lap, his hands kneading her breasts in his palms as she moved.

“Oh Fuck” He whimpered into her neck feeling her cunt move up and down on his dick perfectly making both their releases brew again.

“Luke, Luke” She cried out his name as his hand moved down her stomach and between her thighs, rubbing harshly at her clit.

“Just like that princess, taking my cock so good” He looked up at the mirror; watching the princess ride him harder, chasing her release on him.

His mouth sucked at her neck, marking her as he hammered up into her now, fucking her quickly.

“I’m gonna fucking fill your pussy”

His hands gripped at her breasts again as his teeth sunk into her shoulder, feeling her shake in his grip as she mewled.

Small “uh, uh, uhs” left her mouth, the bed creaking beneath them as she tried to hold on to something while she came, whimpering out.

“Oh fuck, fuck” He whined laying back and pressing her down on him as he thrusted up, fucking his cum into her.

Stilling, the girls shoulders hunched, her eyes closed as she tried to catch her breathe before he pulled out.

After a couple moments, the pair were laid back, their bodies entangled as Luke brushed her hair out of her face and leaving small kisses over her cheek, nose and lips.

“What does this mean now?” She gazed up at him, afraid of his answer.

But a smile soon swept over her face as he pulled her into him,

thank you 💗 I’m trying to come back.

I’ve actually written a new one, it’s not finished yet but I plan to post it soon. I also need to write a pt.2 to “midnight”, I have ideas but is there anything people would like to see or have hinted at? Let me know!

I appreciate everyone baring with me and those that still stick around, it’s very appreciated!! I hope you are well 🫶🏻😊

I’m sorry I haven’t posted in so long.

I work full time in a social services job & I have been both mentally and physically exhausted from it (as well as other things).

aw thank you!!! 💗

yes I’ll def be posting a part 2, I don’t know when exactly but I will do my best for as soon as I can.

midnight.

a time that when it struck, always abrupted her out of her sleep, like actual clock work.

she tried to deny the reason behind it. but the memories of him still gnawed at her insides and ate it’s way to her heart; latching on like a leech and sucking at the last of her resolve.

she’d missed him, more than she wanted to admit. the choice she made to go was the only logical one.

that’s what she attempts to convince herself anyway.

there would be moments, when her now boyfriend was working his night shifts, that she’d closed her eyes, she could see his blue ones.

sharp, crystal’d and beautiful.

sometimes, if she let go of her surroundings and fell asleep, she could still feel his lingering touch. the way his lips would begin at her neck, his breathe fanning at the expanses of her skin and traveling all around as he memorized her perfectly.

then, midnight would strike.

she’d awaken, alone and lost, all because he wasn’t there.

except this time, when midnight struck, it was a knock at the door that woke her up.

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A confused yawn left the young girls mouth as to who could be knocking at her door so late in the night. Jackson shouldn’t be back, not yet at least.

A small green night gown fell over her shoulders and stopped at the middle of her thighs. A bow tied behind the small of her back, keeping it closed.

Rubbing one of her tired eyes, she pouted as she stepped out into the living room and opened the door.

And when she did, her breathe hitched.

Because there he was, in the flesh.

His blue eyes met her own, his bottom lip catching between his teeth as they looked her over.

still so fucking pretty, he thought.

He’d missed her, so badly. His chest ached every damn day without her by his side.

They’d both convinced themselves that their separation had been for the best, only due to his line of her work. That she deserves better than him.

But tonight, when he saw the man who’d taken his place, touching another girl right behind her back, when he should be treating her like an absolute princess. It made him sick.

And that’s when he realized, there really was no better for her than himself. He decided he needed her back, now.

Grabbing the collar of Jackson’s shirt, Luke pushed him into the apartment as the stunned girl got out the way.

“W-what going on? What are you doing here Lu?”

The nickname, such a weakness whenever it slipped from her mouth.

Grabbing a kitchen chair, Luke plopped Jackson into the seat and pulled his shoulders back harshly into the wood making a groan escape his mouth.

“Luke stop why are you doing this?”

“Do you want to tell her Mr.Perfect or should I?

“Tell me what?”

“Go to hell” Jackson spit, trying to get up before Luke pushed him back down.

Walking up to her, Luke’s eyes softened at her gaze.

He cupped her cheeks in his hands and made her look at him.

“I was doing a usual run with the guys, and I caught him with some girl at a booth” He sighed.

She didn’t say anything. Not even a gasp or a tear. Nothing.

Her expression worried Luke a little, thinkings she’d be upset right away at what the bastard did.

But all she could think about was him. Right in front of her, again after what felt like forever.

With a small wave to her eyes, she snapped her gaze up to Jackson as he sat in the chair like a stubborn brat.

“C’mon do you really believe him over me?” He scoffed.

Shifting your eyes back and forth between the two men, you nodded your head.

“Always”

A sigh of relief left Luke. It felt good being so close to you again, knowing that despite everything, you still trusted him.

This was all he needed for what he was about to do next.

Crossing over to Jackson again, Luke stood behind him in the chair and unbuckled his belt, slipping it out the loops. Before the guy could react any further, Luke snatched his arms behind him and latched him into the chair, securing the makeshift trap.

“What the hell are doing!?”

Knowing her apartment like the back of his hand, Luke took the roll of duct tape she kept in her kitchen drawer and slapped a piece over his mouth.

“Taking back what’s mine…and your gonna watch…then your gone” He smirked patting his shoulders harshly.

Despite the confusion, she couldn’t help with the way her body reacts in Luke’s presence.

It was pathetic really but she couldn’t help it, he drove her insane in the best way, she had missed that thrilling feeling. She hadn’t felt it in so long since the separation, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t crave for it again.

Her fingers shook a little as he came up to her, grasping at her cheeks in his hands he leaned into her, tall and daunting.

His blue eyes look down at the wide color in her eyes, waiting for that small confirmation they use to be able to communicate to each other.

Which was apparent that they still could, as her eyelids fluttered shut and she leaned up into him, letting him pull her into him further as he kissed her lips.

It felt so good, their mouths molding together as a whimper left her breathe, her fingers now grasping at his shirt to hold on.

The noise made him groan as he slipped his hands down her neck and to her waist. Rubbing the mounds of her hips then down to her ass, he gripped it harshly and pulled her into him more making her stutter in her step as he sat back into the couch making her straddle him.

Grunting could be heard in front of them as Jackson tried wiggling himself free, with no luck. He was forced to watch the two.

Seeing as Luke kissed at the pretty girls neck, sucking marks into her skin that made her legs quiver and open up from where she sat, already begging to be touched.

Luke looked back at Jackson as the girl rolled her hips into his, his neck tilted as she kissed at his collarbones.

“See how she responds to me so easily?” Grasping at her ass harsher, he dipped the motions of her hips causing her wetness to grind into his thigh making her whine, “I barely have to touch her and she wants it”

“Please” She whimpered, clawing at the base of his shirt making it rid up.

“See how she begs for me?” Luke pulled at her hair causing her head to tilt back, her eyes briefly looking at Jackson before she continues grinding messily into Luke’s lap, needing the friction to settle the ache in her belly.

Paying attention to his girl again, Luke slipped her nightgown straps down her shoulders biting down at her skin as it fell onto the floor, exposing her to him.

“So fucking pretty” He groaned palming at her breasts in his large hands causing her back to arch.

His mouth greedily attached to the mounds, biting and sucking at her nipples as she shifted in his lap, humping desperately at his thigh.

“P-please”

“You know what to say sweetheart” His lips turned up as he sucked at her right nipple harshly, tugging the bud with his teeth.

“Touch me please daddy”

The kink revealing itself in the air to Jackson, who though the girl had been a prude. The sound making him shocked and slightly aroused as he heard and watch the way she behaved…the way she never could with him.

“Good girl”

With a free hand, Luke ripped at the lace around her bottom half, the material falling to the floor in a taunting manner at Jackson’s feet as he tried to ignore the pair in front of him.

Luke’s fingers dipping quickly into the girl while his thumb rubbed at her clit making her whimper.

“L-Lu”

“God, your pussy’s so wet baby” His lip ring brushed at her nipple making it pebble from the graze, her back body aching more for him, “all for me?”

“Yes Lu” She moaned out instinctively, giving her what she deserved.

“There you go princess, let go for me hm?” Her hands grasped at the seat cushions, grinding her hips with the pace of his hand between her thighs.

Even though it had been so long, he still knew her body like the back of his hand. His fingers and mouth moved expertly around, in and out of her easily with precision.

Her arousal coated his fingers, the slick making it easier to finger the girl in his lap, her back arched and head tilted back in his other fist as she withered messily into his palm.

“Gonna cum?”

“Yes please can I daddy?”

With a harsh slap to her ass, another few pumps of his fingers and the twist of a thumb, the girl fell apart for the first time that night.

His long legs were stretched out while his muscled arms were crossed, intricate black tattoos following up to his shoulders and parts of his neck. A cigarette hung from his lips as smoke fell from his nose like a bull, his ring clad fingers dug into the cushion of his seat as he saw you move so beautifully and sensual.

You had no care in the world for those around you. You weren’t doing it on purpose and had no idea anyone was watching. More specifically him. Such a feared being, but the most pretty thing you’d ever come to see.

Granted, he thought the same thing about you.

Luke was dangerous. He had all the control and power right in the palm of his hand to get whatever he wanted. And right now all he could think about was you, even as Michael, Ashton and Calum tried to get him to join in on their conversation and usual prospects.

Finally having enough, he chucked his cigarette and stood up to the railing that overlooked the club dance floor.

“Who is that” He pointed towards you causing the boys to strain their necks as they looked down to your dancing figure.

Though he figured they couldn’t possible know who you were, the slight chance being slim. If it had been there, he’d be angry for the fact that he hadn’t had the pleasure of being introduced to you sooner.

“I don’t know but she hot” Michael quirked up earning a smack in the back of the head.

“She’s mine”

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Your hair flung behind your shoulders as your neck tilted back and exposed the skin while you continued to dance.

But your eyes quickly opened as hands faintly planted themselves on your hips and guided you into a tall figure, their hard chest resting against your back and shoulders.

Looking up, your breathe got caught in your throat as wide blue eyes looked back at you with a faint smirk on the man’s lips.

“H-hi” You spoke out, your lips bitting at your bottom lip nervously as you started dancing with the mystery guy to relieve the nervousness in your stomach from the sight of him.

“Hi” He smiled, pressing your further into his chest as his hands ran down your arms and guided them to wrap around his neck smoothly while you both danced.

Normally, you wouldn’t allow a random stranger to dance with you so easily, as you liked to play alone. But he didn’t seem like just anyone.

And this wasn’t just playing.

Luke wasn’t someone to dance or make conversation. If he wanted to fuck a girl all he had to do was say so and she’d be on her knees in a heartbeat. But watching you the entire night and letting the stutter of his heart beat take control, he realized he had it bad for you already.

There was something about you he couldn’t put his baby blue finger on.

Maybe it was that you came to the club by yourself and relished in your own fun. You hadn’t gone to the bar even once, completely sober and aware. Though still unaware of the man’s attention you stole right when you walked into the room.

“You’re a pretty dancer” He spoke into your ear making your confidence spark up, your hips now taking control as they rolled into him making his grip tighten on you.

“Thank you” You turned around, arms still wrapped around his neck your bodies pressed close together.

“What’s your name?” He wondered aloud.

“Lillith”

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It all happens so fast, faster than both your minds could comprehend.

But as you unlocked the door to your apartment, both you and Luke stumbling inside with lips locked, it felt better than anything either of you could imagine.

You whimpered as he placed you against the door, closing it behind you with your back as his hands moved to your legs and up your skirt.

His mouth fell down your neck as your head tilted back, his lips now trailing down to your collarbones and sucking marks like rose petals into your skin.

Even though Luke enjoyed marking, he’d never mark any of his hookups. Especially on the neck. Sure, he’d left hand or fingerprints by accident, but nothing so purposefully intimate.

This didn’t feel like a hookup to him though, for once.

The craving in the pit of his stomach to leave petaling shapes across your skin; neck, collarbones, in between your thighs, was growing.

Kisses trailed lower and lower as his hands pushed your skirt up your hips, his thumbs dipped into the waistband of your panties, but not pulling them down.

His hands kept locked at the sides of your hips as his mouth left kisses between the supple skin of your breasts and his teeth ripping away at the thin mesh fabric of your top.

Your fingers threaded in his hair as your wetness pooled even further with the way he was looking up at you as the fabric was torn.

Hungry.

He sucked and bit at the top of your breasts, before reaching a hand up behind your back where your bra strapped together.

Thinking he’d unclasp it, your chest heaved.

Instead, his perfect nose inhaled the scent of your perfume still fragrant on your skin as he whispered “Bedroom sweetheart”

With a quick point of your finger to the door on the far right of him, you now lied on your back of your plush mattress.

The pad of his thumb was now brushing over your clit through your panties and rubbing making your thighs tremble.

“Please touch me” You begged, your head hanging back as he continued.

“Fuck you sound so good” He grunted as he ripped your panties down your legs and tossed them somewhere behind him.

Typically, he would have teased you until you begged him to stop. But instead, he wanted to hear, see and feel how good he made you feel.

The teasing could happen another time.

His silver rings brushed up your thighs now instead of his lips, leaving you to shiver at the coolness.

He dipped the tip of his two fingers into your wet entrance as you whined quietly.

“That’s it baby, let out those sounds for me” His mouth attached to your clit suddenly, sucking harshly as he pushed his fingers in and out of you.

His other hand lifted your right thigh onto his tattoo covered shoulder, pressing his face into your center with a groan as his cock strained in his pants.

He could cum right now by just the taste of you. He was an absolute goner and it made him feel greedy but he didn’t give a fuck. You were all his and he wasn’t gonna let you or this blissful feeling go. He’s never wanted anyone so badly.

Removing his fingers as you pouted, you quickly recovered from the dismay as he replaced them with his tongue.

He lapped up your juices before diving his tongue in and out, tongue fucking you.

“O-oh god”

Luke spread your legs further apart as he pushed his head further between your thighs with a groan and nibbled at your clit again.

“Tell me you’re mine” His head lifted up to watch you as he stuck his digits back in, motioning them in a way that had you falling into his palm as he smirked.

“I’m yours” You whimpered out, your lips puffy and pouty as he worked you closer and closer to your release.

“That’s it pretty girl, cum for me” He coaxed, allowing his thumb to rub at your clit again as he kissed at your belly. His fingers continued going in and out of you at a pace that made your knees buckle.

“I-I” There it was, your back arched as you cried out, Luke carrying you through your first orgasm as he kissed at your cheeks sweetly.

“C’mere, you okay sweetheart?” Stood back up now, his hands cupped your jaw as he made you look up at him. Luke couldn’t believe it himself with how tender he was being with you, but it felt right.

“Mhmm” You mumbled out.

Feeling dazed in lust, you watched as his tongue ran over his lip ring making you whimper and think about how just moments ago that it had been inside you.

Your own hands took the bottom of your semi ripped top and pulled it off over your head, throwing it to the floor as your shoulders relaxed. You relished at the look on his face.

Luke’s eyes darkened as he took in the sight of your chest, plump breasts peaking above your bra as he groaned and watched the guidance of your hands take it apart.

“Jesus your so beautiful”

Dipping his head down, his mouth attached to your neck again and grasped at your breasts, palming them in his large hands as your back arched.

“Please” You begged, griping at his hair as his head moved lower to lick and suck.

“Please what” He grumbled, pushing his hips into yours to relive the ache in his jeans as he hovered above you.

Maybe he could tease just a little.

His tongue lapped at your breasts, sucking and biting as one of his jean clad thighs began nudging between your legs. The position making your clit brush the material as you whined, beginning to grind against him in a desperate manner.

“Fuck me” You begged, dazed eyes looking into his own as blue eyes darkened.

“Look at you baby, need me that bad?” He teased, watching as you humped at his thigh before sucking harshly at your right nipple and gripped at your neck.

“Yes, yes please fuck me. M’need it”

Before you could comprehend, Luke had managed to have on your stomach with your head laying against your pillows while he kneeled behind you.

His hand spanked down at your ass, leaving a shocking sting to your flesh but nevertheless made you moan out as your fingers gripped the edges of your pillows.

“More” You mewled, loving the feeling it gave as he massaged the sore spot.

“You liked that baby, such a dirty girl huh?”

Grabbing your hips, he dragged you back towards him further, now your knees dug into the mattress while you laid on your stomach.

Again and again his hand smacked down at your ass, the rings on his fingers leaving fresh marks, but you welcomed them with ease as you pushed your ass towards him more.

In this moment, his tattoos were revealed. From his daunting shoulders down to his chest and stomach. His head tilted to the side as he watched your figure whither underneath him with impatience, a few blonde strands dropping above his brows as he smiled.

Having you forever didn’t sound like such a bad thing, especially with the way you were looking right now.

It shouldn’t happen. It’s be a danger to you to be involved someone as himself. But selfishly, apart of him couldn’t bare the idea of not having you around anymore after this. The addiction you gave him, just by the simplest of things, was already too much.

One of Luke’s hands took hold of your hip, pulling you flush into him as his other dragged up your back, gathering your hair in his fist as he pulled making you gasp out as he slid in.

“God damn” He grunted, relishing in the feeling of being inside you.

Feeling impatient, you rolled your hips back, making him hiss before shoving into you roughly.

“Fuck” You whimpered as he began thrusting, his pelvis hitting against your ass in a rough manner as he groaned behind you.

Moans began tumbling from your lips as he pounded into you, your head falling from his grip in your hair as you grasped at the sheets beneath you.

“Being such a good girl for me baby, shit” He groaned, holding onto your hips as he fucked you at a harder pace making your thighs shake.

“Luke!” You cried out, feeling the headboard above you nudge into the wall at the force of his thrust.

The sweet sound of you yelling out his name mixed with the smacking of the headboard spurred him on.

“Oh Fuck”

Only repeated whimpers could leave your lips as your nails dug into the fitted sheets beneath you, the pleasure completely consuming your body and keeping you locked in a spell.

With an attempt to move up the bed, Luke noticed you quickly.

“Uh uh”

The grip he had on your hips tightened as he dragged you back into him, thrusting faster and harsher making you rock back and forth on your knees making you cry out involuntarily. The headboard now smacked into the wall harsher with each dive of his hips.

“That’s it, you asked for it. Fucking take it”

Only your mouth could drop open, a gasp falling out at the roughness, but you loved it.

It wasn’t soft or sweet, it was primal fucking and you didn’t want it any other way.

“please, I-I’m gonna cum” You whined, your head burying back into your pillow as soft panting breaths left your mouth.

“Go on sweetheart, cum for me” He moaned, the thought of you soaking his cock putting a burning feeling in his stomach as dove into you harshly, his own release following soon.

Before you knew it, your orgasm washed over you in a heated wave of fire and sparks. Your eyes falling closed shut as you moaned out loudly, clawing at the bed.

“Fucking hell” Luke grunted, fucking into you for a final time before he pulled out, spanking at your ass harshly and cumming over it.

Both of you panted, the air thick and laced with the aftermath of what’d you just done.

Getting up, Luke walked to the cracked open bathroom door and grabbed a towel.

Back to the bed, he began wiping away at you tenderly before laying next to you. Pulling you into his chest as you settled from satisfaction, you looked down at you realized one thing.

This wasn’t ever gonna stop.