You won't find me here anymore

“I know no one cares, but this is illegal.”

This is the Dog of Protection.

Summary: After Luke has a particularly taxing day, he recruits you to help relieve some of his pent-up tension. Ft. a lot of hot sex and a snazzy marble counter.

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: contains NSFW material including female masturbation and rough-ish sex against a counter.

A/N: Hello! I know some people might not know/care, but this is me back from a couple days off. I went on a lovely holiday with my friends, but now I’m back to keep the smut-fest going. Thank you for your patience! 

Fun fact: this was the first smut I wrote for this project. (Well, second, but I’m not posting the first so…this is technically the first). I actually wrote it back in March, and as I’m editing it rn I can really see how much my writing has improved since then lol. I hope ya like it tho! If you’re wondering why I’m posting Luke fic a day after his birthday instead of on his birthday,,,I may have forgotten it was yesterday. Whoops. I’m a fake ass stan. Anyway. Enjoy! Sorry for the shortness!

Masterlist | Juicy July 

You were relaxing on your sofa when you heard your phone ding. With a lazy sigh, you reached over and grabbed it from the coffee table, your eyes widening as you read the text.

Luke: Had a rough day. Need to relieve some tension. Kitchen counter? Be ready for me?

You swallowed, a thrum of excitement travelling down your spine as you contemplated his question.

Me: Will do ;)

After a few seconds of the typing bubbles, a final text came through.

Luke: See you in ten x

I am risking nothing

I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.