#(lucas.)

Are you going to share your thoughts with me?

“It’s usually best to not ask where my money comes from. Just enjoy it.”

― “Did you really have to put on a skirt? For a fucking road trip?” Lucas hissed through gritted teeth low enough for no one but her to hear. They hadn’t even had hit the fucking forty minute mark and he was desperately trying to keep his composure. The air was fucking musty as shit, with everyone squeezing into an already tight car and every inch that wasn’t occupied by limbs, was crowded with sleeping bags and other shit. He’d been pumped for this trip all week – a whole give days up in the mountains and just hanging out together after not seeing each other more than sporadically for years? But of course it was just his luck that she’d squeezed herself onto his lap. With a skirt. A skirt that continuously rode up her thighs. Trying to keep his blood where it belonged (his head, preferably as far up as possible) with her scent lingering in his nose and her ass practically grinding against him, made the drive a living hell for him. Lucas tried keeping her from moving around too much by grabbing her hip, but his fingers brushed over a little bare skin not even voluntarily and it took a really big amount of effort not to moan. “Can you at least lean forward a little so I don’t choke on your hair?”

endless gifs of axel auriant in skam fr     ( 4 / ∞ )

          large  hands  move  to  grasp  the  warm  cup  of  coffee  on  the  table  ,  a  soft  sigh  emitting  his  lips  .  this  is  truly  his  favourite  part  of  the  month  ,  meeting  up  with  his  high  school  best  friend  to  catch  up  ,  truthfully  not  much  else  goes  on  in  his  life  aside  from  his  job  nowadays  .     ‘  so  ,  what  date  travesties  do  you  have  to  tell  me  about  this  time  ,  kait  ?  ’     lucas  teases  ,  lifting  the  mug  to  take  a  sip  of  the  hot  drink  .     //     closed  starter  for  @kneesbruised​!