Black Tea & Tears

pairing: luke x fem!reader

summary: luke is mad and only you can calm him down.

warnings/authors note: smut again! there’s a bit of degradation, spit, spanking, dirty talk, creampie.

word count: 1.141

luke was in an excellent mood that day, he was laughing at the boys stupid jokes, holding you whenever he could, giving you little kisses at any chance, damn he was dancing while you helped him get ready for the show. but everything shifted the moment he stepped on stage.

technical difficulties were enough to piss that man off, the sound was going off and you saw him almost throwing his guitar on the ground when he took it off and went to grab a drink near ashton’s drum set, you also saw the drummer chuckle and tell your lovely partner to chill, it obviously didn’t helped, luke hated when things went wrong and were out of his control like this. you watched the whole show biting your lips and shifting on your feet, you even looked anywhere else but him ‘cause an angry luke was too much for you, especially when you know how he’ll want to calm down after.

the moment luke stepped out of stage he went straight after you, you had gone backstage during the last few songs to make things faster and luke less frustrated. the moment he saw you he grabbed your hand and dragged you to his dressing room — bigger budget meant more space and privacy — and slammed the door when you both got in.

“did you saw that shit?! how can you fuck up that bad?! they’re so incompetent!”

you sat on the couch watching luke angrily undo his tie and toss it carelessly on the small table near him.

“i’m sorry babe, that shouldn’t have happened”

you didn’t even tried to tell him to calm down or say ‘incidents happen’, no, you knew he would give you a deadly glare and scoff.

“you’re damn right it shouldn’t” he ran his hands through his black hair “i’m so pissed, i wanted to smash that guitar on the floor i swear”

“i noticed” you chuckled and he stared at you like you committed the worst crime ever.

“m’sorry is this funny to you? me being mad is funny to you?”

you swallowed hard.

“no, of course not, i’m sorry lu”

his eyes were dark now and he started to undo his belt, you gulped.

“you’re gonna help me chill now won’t you baby?”

you nod, eyes focused on his hands as he toss the belt aside and slowly undo his pants.

“c’mere, stop laughing and be useful”

you’re on the floor immediately crawling towards him, his pants pushed down just enough to free him, you sit back on your heels looking up at him.

“i won’t be gentle, you know i’m mad”

he grabs your chin with one hand while the other grabs the base of his length.

“open”

as soon as your mouth open he leans a bit and spit on it, forces you to swallow and then push his length pass your your lips into your eager mouth. the years together helped you get used to it but the excitement never fades. the groan that escapes his lips, the way his head falls back and he closes his eyes makes you start to suck hard while admiring the view above you.

soon enough your eyes are watery and a big amount of drool is leaking down to your chin making your face as mess as he uses you as flashlight.

“such a good girl baby, you’re the best”

he praises in a broken moan looking down at you, your panties start to get wetter and you moan too, his thumb caress your cheek, his eyes filled with adoration and hunger. after about a minute he pushes you away and you cough, before you can catch your breath he’s bringing you up by the arm and pushing you against the wall. he stands behind you.

“luke”

you whimper and he forces your head against the wall while the other pushes your skirt up, he chuckles and you shiver while squeezing your thighs together, you know he’s chuckling at the wet spot on your lacy panties.

“you’re wet from sucking my dick or seeing me mad on stage?”

you don’t answer. he slaps your ass hard enough to sting.

“i asked you a fucking question baby”

you whine.

“both”

you just know he’s grinning, he pushes your panties down and run his fingers through your slit.

“you’re so soaked baby” his voice is deep and he sounds amused “fucking slut” he gives it a slap and you whimper, your clit throbbing and your clenching around nothing.

“luke please”

he takes his hand away and replaces it with his dick, he doesn’t warn you, he just pushes inside you with one powerful thrust that makes you gasp, your eyes close and you place your hands on the walls to steady yourself. he leans down, chest pressing against your back and groan on your ear.

“fucking take it”

and you do, every hard thrust, every slap on your ass, every bite on your neck, pull on your hair. you take everything for him, you’re his slut after all and he needs you to forget that shitty show.

you feel the pool on your stomach and you whimper you’re about to come, he grabs your hip with one hand, hard enough to bruise, the other rubs your clit furiously, he changes the angle of his hips to hit your spot and you swear you’re seeing stars, toes curling in your boots, your mumbling nonsense and crying when you start coming hard enough that your legs tremble and almost give in. he loves it all, the way you’re squeezing him and making a mess on his dick has his balls tightening.

“gonna fill you up so good baby”

he whimpers, a few more thrusts and he stills, crying your name beautifully like he always do as he comes deep inside you, you milk him dry as he grinds to make sure you get every single drop. he rests his head on your shoulder while holding you, both of you catching your breath standing there.

after a while he pulls out and guides you both to the couch, you whimper as you sit down, your ass bright red due the spanking and it’s burning, you’re a sweaty marked up pretty mess, leaking his cum and looking completely wrecked, he smiles at you, his eyes not longer filled with hunger but just admiration, love and satisfaction. he looks relaxed now.

“thanks for helping me calm down”

you look at him.

“you’re welcome”

pairing: luke x fem!reader

summary: you and luke celebrate your first anniversary together.

warnings/author’s note: smut! oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex, creampie.

word count: 1.410

a while ago you went to a club, you just wanted a nice night out drinking and dancing with your friends, but your eyes met his in the middle of the dance floor and he approached you. that night you left the club with him, with luke, and now you’re both celebrating your first anniversary.

he wanted to make it special so he was taking you out for dinner in a quite expensive place, he was dressed in nice clothes, wearing a white button up shirt, a tie and a black leather jacket — ‘cause he literally can’t live without it.

luke couldn’t take his eyes off you the whole night, the reason was simple, your damn dress. so simple but elegant, hugging your curves perfectly in a way that was making his mouth water. the jewelry, the heels, the make up even your hairstyle was driving him insane. he couldn’t wait to ruin that perfect look.

the dinner went on smoothly, nice wine and your favorite food, you even shared a dessert later just to be cheesy. he paid for everything and led you back to his car, opened the door for you like the gentleman he is and then got in the driver's seat, he made sure you were settled and comfortable before turning the engine on and driving to his place, one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh, caressing it through the silk fabric of your dress.

“ya know…” he said looking at the road, breaking the silence and making you look at him “that dessert wasn’t sweet enough to me” you raise your eyebrows a bit suspicious but before you can say anything he speaks up “need my favorite dessert” he squeezes your thigh and glances at you with hungry eyes making you shiver in anticipation.

you spent the whole drive thinking about what’ll happen when you finally arrive, his hand constantly on your thigh doesn’t help you calm down. he eventually parks in the driveway, the soft hum of the engine dies and he gets out first, coming to your side to open the door for you — once again, a gentleman. you thank him as you get out and grab his arm as you both walk to the front door.

the moment you step inside the energy shifts, the door closing and locking behind you as you place your purse on the table, he takes off his jacket and folds it in half before placing it in the armchair, then he laces your fingers together and walks you to the bedroom.

“those heels must feel uncomfortable by now” he says softly guiding you to sit on the edge of the bed, they don’t feel uncomfortable yet but you let him do his thing anyway “let me take it off for you, my love” he says as he loosens his tie and takes it off, placing it aside in bed.

he gets on his knees in front of you and carefully take off your heels, you thank him quietly what makes him smile, his hands gently lift your dress as he caresses your legs up your thighs, then before you can think his lips touch your skin as he gently parts your legs — just enough to nip the inside of your thighs. you gasp softly and open up more, looking down at him, he’s so soft as he kisses and nips your thighs.

once you open up enough he kisses you over your panties, nuzzles your fucking pussy like it’s something precious — and it is to him — you moan his name softly as your fingers run through his curls, he looks over at you and hooks his fingers on the side of your panties, a silent question that you answer lifting your hips so he can pull them off you and toss it aside.

when he sees you so aroused his dick twitches “you’re so beautiful my love” he says as he gives it a gentle peck before spreading your wetness around, making you even more aroused “so gorgeous” he’s in awe, it’s a beautiful sight you have, your rockstar boyfriend on his knees treating you like a goddess. he gently circles your clit making you gasp softly.

“luke…” you whine and that’s enough for him to put his tongue to work, he gives your pussy a long lick before sucking your clit. you moan loudly, head thrown back, back arched, eyes closed in pleasure and fingers gripping his hair to pull him closer and he happily obliges.

luke’s always been an eater — a damn good one — he loves giving you all the pleasure he can, either using just his tongue or bringing his fingers in to help, he doesn’t care he just wants to taste you. he gets lost in the act and you know he’s feeling just as much pleasure as you, he’s hard rock now and bucking his hips slightly, you feel him pulling you closer to bury his face in your pussy, that’s his personal heaven right there.

you’re moaning loudly now, breathing heavily as you tug and twirl his curls, he’s been eating you out like he’s starving for a good few minutes. you feel that coil on your stomach and whimper to warn him, he doesn’t care, he keeps going, you look down at him again and his eyes are closed and he’s fucking whining, that does it for you. your orgasm crashes your body in powerful waves, you’re shaking and crying out his name as your legs close, trapping him between them.

luke’s not embarrassed to moan as he keeps working you through your orgasm, only when the both of you had enough he pulls back gasping for air, chin and swollen lips shiny and he looks so fucking needy. you pull him up for a kiss and he obliges “you taste so sweet” he says against your lips in that needy tone of his that you’ve grown to love — makes you feel needed and loved. he presses himself against you, both moaning at the contact. “i need to be inside you baby, please” he whines peppering your face with kisses.

you nod and with trembling hands he undoes his pants just enough to free his length, the tip already leaking a huge amount of pre cum that definitely got a wet spot on his boxers. he doesn’t give you a warning as he pushes inside you with one rough thrust, a broken moan leaves his lips and you hold him against you. his pace is desperate, he’s going as deep as he can, his hands holding your legs to keep them around him, he’s fucking you like he wants to merge your bodies together.

his face is buried on your neck kissing and marking it up as he whimpers against it, your hands are gripping his hair and back tight, you’re gasping and moaning his name like a prayer as your eyes close so you just feel it. the bed is creaking and you’re both sweaty and extremely needy for each other, his thrusts never fails they just get quicker and quicker ‘till you feel his body tensing and without warning he buries himself deep inside you and comes with a shuddering cry of your name, his hips bucking and breath ragged against your skin.

your orgasm hits you hard too, seeing him losing like this will never fail to make you lose it too. he stays on top of you catching his breath, you hold him there rubbing his back and stroking his hair as you catch your breath too. when he’s slightly better he slips out of you and rolls to lay on his back, his cum starts to leak out of you but neither of you mind that right now. you turn your head to the side to see him.

“i love you”

he turns his head to look at you too, his beautiful face is flushed but he looks so satisfied and content, the smile that grows on his face makes your heart skip a beat. his voice is soft as he replies.

“i love you more”

PAIRING: LUKE HEMMINGS X FEMALE READER

DESCRIPTION: a new house bought with your long term boyfriend luke takes to a much needed house warming ritual

WARNINGS: smut (mdni) | multiple orgasms | rough sex | unprotected p in v | dirty talk | breath play | praise kink | breeding kink | bondage.

NATASHA SPEAKS: this is very much inspired by a chapter in a wattpad fanfic that changed my life at age fourteen. ardor and adore, i will always miss you🙂‍↕️

the gasp that left your lips was breathless, a whisper of air leaving your lungs as your widened eyes staring up at the beautiful california home in front of you. it wasn’t too big, something you talked to luke about not wanting. it was the perfect mix of lavish and reliable.

“oh, luke,” you breathed, palm going to cover your mouth as you took in the beautiful exterior of the home your boyfriend had chosen for the two of you. “it’s beautiful.”

smugness and warmth radiated off of luke like a second skin. he was secretly gloating that he found a house you loved so much, but he was also so enamoured by your presence and awe, that he found himself staring at you instead of the home.

“yeah,” he whispered, not wanting to break the atmosphere you two created. “very beautiful, darling.”

as a breathtaking smile overtook your face, luke found himself smiling even harder, watching as you bounced in your seat like an excited puppy. “can we go inside?!”

“of course. its our home after all.” luke grinned, pressing a soft and quick kiss to your cheek before you both got out of his car. the walk towards the front door was spent with you awing over the flowers decorating the front and the way the wrap around porch was a perfect spot for these two cute rocking chairs you found at the thrift store.

walking up the porch, you found yourself gripping onto luke’s arm, hands clutching his bicep as he grinned down at your wide eyed look. when he made it up to the front door, keys dangling in his fingers, he smirked as he passed them over to you, watching as your eyes crinkled in confusion.

“you should do the honours,” he said to your confused face, hands clasped in yours so he could place the metal key in your palms. “open up the new chapter of our lives for us.”

the smile stretching across your lips hurt your cheeks, making luke smile even brighter back at you. placing a delicate kiss on his knuckles, you grasped the keys from his palms and walked towards the door, giggling as you unlocked the new memories you’d be making with your boyfriend.

as the door swung inward, you found your jaw dropping, a louder gasp then the one you let out driving up to the home leaving your mouth as you took in the open floor plan. “oh my god!” you squealed, looking around at the empty space.

to your left, there was a beautiful dining room that you knew would home most of luke’s awards, guitars, and the grand piano you both loved so dearly.

the stairs to the upper level were on the same left side, with the kitchen and living room just down the hall; the kitchen on the left and the living room on the right. grand ceilings and big windows adorned the home, and it was something so beautiful you didn’t want to close your eyes.

your feet moved down the hallway away from the front door, past the grand staircase and towards the beautiful french doors to the backyard. though the grand kitchen that was possibly the size of your apartment now caught your eye, and you couldn’t help but screech to a halt.

“luke! look at this kitchen!” you screamed, thinking he was far behind you by the stairs. though when you turned, a gasp lodged in your throat as you came face to face with his ocean blue eyes.

taking a step back in surprise, you found your back hitting the large island, hands grasping at the marble behind you. luke just grinned, crowding your space again and placing his hands on top of yours.

“you scared of me, sweetheart?” his smirk turned knowing, one of his hands leaving your own and trailing down to your waist. “or is it something else that’s got you all jumpy?”

the man knew what he was doing, and the heavy pants leaving your lips weren’t helping. with a lone squeeze on your hip, luke’s fingers danced across your stomach, the fabric of your shirt lifting up as a chill moved across your skin; luke’s fingertips moving slowly across your lower belly.

“let’s bet on something,” luke whispered, a sultry breath brushing the shell of your ear. “if you’re as soaked as i think you are, then i’m going to fuck you in as many rooms in the house as possible. y’know, as a house christening if you will.” his smirk was insufferably hot, and you found yourself not being able to catch his eye.

all of a sudden, your head was jerked upward, away from the view of luke’s hand descending towards the waistband of your jeans. his other hand was gripping your jaw harshly, fingers digging into your skin in the most delicious of ways.

“don’t look away from me, darling,” he gritted through his teeth, fingers skillfully unbuttoning your jeans. “because if i find that you’re as turned on as i am, i’m going to need to see that pretty look in your eyes.”

“you said this is a bet.” words somehow managed to escape your breathless lungs, and as luke’s fingers toyed with the bow on your panties, you found it harder to breath. “so what happens if i’m not as wet as you believe me to be?”

luke’s grin became blinding, the cockiness oozing from his tall stature. “oh, baby,” he whispered hazily. “i know my girl, and i know she’s fucking wet.” with that, he dipped his middle and index finger by your entrance, rubbing easy circles around the hole with your arousal.

the moan that left your lips bounced off the empty kitchen, and you found yourself gripping the marble in such a death grip you feared a chunk would fall off.

“fuck!” you breathed, feeling as luke’s two fingers teased your entrance in sultry circles. your jaw was still in his grasp, and you could feel him tilting your head back, lips descending towards your jaw so he could place scruffy kisses against the hollow of your throat.

his fingers never entered you, and you felt like your whole world was going to crumble. needing a release desperately, you panted heavily like you hadn’t drank water for ages. “more, luke. i need more.”

“you want more?” his words hit the area where your shoulder and neck met, biting a hickey into your skin before his mouth moved back to hover over your lips. “turn around, and make sure that pretty ass is high up for me.”

it was like you were moving on autopilot, not even noticing luke’s hand moving out of your pants as you flipped around and bent over the island. the marble was cold against your cheeks, but the heating feeling of luke pulling down your jeans and underwear was melting enough.

helping you flick the material across the floor, luke gripped at your ass with one hand as his other busied taking off his belt. it wasn’t until he roughly grabbed your arms and placed them behind your back that you came back to reality.

“what — luke, what are you doing?” the feeling of leather binding around your wrists made you still, and the feeling of your arousal dripping down your legs at the feeling was making you squirm.

a tug at the belt looped around your bound wrists made your spine arch up, head and neck tilted in the air as luke’s other hand grazed your jaw. “you once told me you’ve always wanted to be tied up. now’s your lucky chance, darling.”

you couldn’t believe he remembered that, and you would’ve brought it up if it wasn’t for him roughly thrusting his member inside of your tight walls.

when he took his pants and underwear off, you wouldn’t know. but the feeling of him filling you whole rendered you speechless. a loud mewl left your lips, and the momentum of his hips pushing against yours had your lower half smacking against the counter in a deliciously hard way.

one of his hands stayed firmly around your bound wrists, holding your lower stomach down against the marble counter. his other danced across your jaw, fingers firmly gripping your throat in a way that had air sticking to your lungs. it was so erotic, and the breathless pants that left your lips just turned both you and luke on more.

“that’s it,” he coaxed, his curly hair tickling your shoulder. “take me like a good girl. i know you want to come.”

his grip on your throat tightened, making your walls clench around him harder. you were so aroused, and you felt the starting tidal waves of your climax coming at full force.

luke’s thrusts never seized, his hips pushing forward against yours in a hurry. he wasn’t in no means rushing, he just knew that you liked it fast and hard.

with a whisper of “baby” against the shell of your ear, you let out a strangled scream as your orgasm came crashing down on you. luke’s thrusts started to slow, the slap of his hips against yours slowing as your arousal careened down your thighs.

“good girl,” he whispered, fingers loosening on your throat so he could push the sweaty hair off your forehead. “ride it out for me, darling. let me make you feel good.”

luke’s words and the feeling of his still hard dick resting inside of your clenching walls made you breathe out moans, hands aimlessly reaching for his as he undid the belt around your wrists.

spinning you around, a whimper left your lips as luke pulled out of you, your hands clutching onto his broad shoulders for some semblance of skin contact. luke knew you too well though, and he gripped the back of your thighs, lifting you up so your legs were wrapped around his waist.

“i’m right here, baby,” his whisper was romantic, a melancholic note in a swaying song. “i’m not leaving you. and we are far from done.”

you jostled against his tall body as luke started walking away from the kitchen, his strider steering towards the empty expanse of the living room. as he made it to the middle of the large room, high vaulted ceilings towering over the both of you, luke’s lips crashed onto your’s, his mouth fervently moving against your own.

he craved you like you craved him, and as you both stood there, naked from the bottom down, you found yourself desperately needing more of him.

“i want to ride you.” the request came out breathless, your hips grinding against his as the kiss grew more passionate. nipping at his bottom lip, you stared into luke’s baby blues with as much passion as you felt for him in your bones.

luke didn’t think twice. in a second flat, you two were on the ground; luke flat on his back while you straddled his waist. both of your shirts went flying, and luke had taken off your bra before you could even blink. facing the big floor to ceiling windows, you could see the beautiful expanse of your backyard — rolling hills and greenery so beautiful it looked like a secret garden.

“i see that look in your eyes.” luke whispered, hands exploring your waist. in one swift movement, he lifted you up, waiting as you softly grabbed his dick and lined it with your entrance. in a second, he had dropped you down on his member, both of your pelvises meeting and clashing together.

“what look?” you moaned, hips starting to softly circulate above him.

luke just smiled, one hand on your waist as the other squeezed one of your ass cheeks. “the look you get when you’re thinking of the future.” his words made a moan rip through your parted lips, head tilted back as you started to ride him faster.

but luke wasn’t done. “i want that future with you, baby. i want to stuff you so full of my come it’ll be leaking out of you for hours. i want to see you round and pregnant, carrying my child. and i want to kiss your belly every night, knowing i’m the one who’s baby you’re carrying.”

his words sent you into a spiral, your hands braced on his shoulders as you continued to ride him at a fast pace. you were picturing his words, picturing all the times he’d fuck you, stuffing you so full with his cock that none of his seed would fall out of you.

luke wanting a family with you, wanting to start that new chapter alongside you made your walls clench, and your nails dig deeper into the skin on his shoulders.

“c’mon, baby, i know you’ve got it in you.” luke’s praise was unlike any other, and the grip he had on your waist was enough pressure to make you see stars. “grip me nice and good, make me fill this pretty cunt until its full.”

at that, you came with a scream, your arousal washing over you harder than your last orgasm. luke wasn’t far behind, and you could feel him coming inside of you even without the groan the left his lips.

the both of you stayed still, breathless beyond words. you found your hips slowly grinding against luke’s as his hands explored your skin, kneading and tracing shapes on the skin of your stomach.

it wasn’t long before he was sitting up, face going between the valley of your breasts, leaving kisses and love bites that you’d stare at later. with a smile in your voice, you said something that made luke grin.

“i want to see the upstairs.”

the next while was spent in a blur. all you remember is that luke fucked you on the stairs, against the wall in the guest bedroom, on the floor of your own bedroom, and even in your master bathroom; both against the sink as luke stared at you through the mirror, and in the shower with you pressed against the tile.

you complained that there was no towels to dry you both off, but luke just smirked as he started lapping the water droplets off of your skin.

with his tongue.

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