#im.. okay

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

Luke’s voice behind you makes you scream, falling out of the bed and onto the floor. 

“I mean, not that I’m complaining..” He adds quickly and you yank the blanket off the bed to cover yourself before standing back up in the dark room

“Luke, what the fuck? Why are you in my room?”

Luke chuckles and you can hear him move around a bit before the bedside lamp clicks on and his gray bedroom walls and blue comforter fill your vision as you blink from the sudden brightness. 

“My room. My bed. My blanket too.” He says, reaching over and tugging at the blue blanket that covers your naked body. 

You smack his hand away, taking a step back and biting your lip nervously. 

“Please tell me this is a dream.” 

“Baby, I was thinking the same thing when you slipped between my sheets.” 

You clench your jaw, taking in Luke’s messy bed head and broad shoulders that you always loved to watch flex and move. “Luke, shut up...” You sigh, running a hand through your wet hair. “I can’t believe I was naked in your bed.” 

“It’s a good bed to be naked in, isn’t it? Sheets are soft, yeah?” 

“Luke... are you naked?” 

At this Luke smiles wide, flipping the sheets back and you squeal, covering your eyes with your hands. Unfortunately for you, the blanket slips from your hands and drops to your feet. Your heart drops in your chest as you go to grab it but there’s a hand on your shoulder stopping you from bending over and picking it up.  

“Luk-”

“Look at me, Y/N.” 

“Luke let me pick up the fucking blan-”

“Look. At. Me.” His words are a command and without thinking your hands drop to your sides and your eyes fly open. 

Luke stands right in front of you, tall and lean and stark naked. You can’t help but look him over, surprised by his build and the fact that he’s semi hard. The sight of his cock makes you blush and you quickly look up to find his eyes again. 

“Now we’ve seen each other naked. I’m actually surprised it’s taken this long.” His voice is silky and low but you can still hear the traces of sleep. Sleep that you pulled him from. 

“I’m sorry for waking you up, uh...” 

“I’m not.” He says simply, stepping a little closer and placing his hand on your bare hip. He gives you a look before his palm touches your soft skin -asking if it was okay- and you can’t help but appreciate Luke’s gentlemen nature. “You have a beautiful body, Y/N. Absolutely gorgeous.” 

His other hand slides around your back, resting on the curve of your ass, pulling you into him until your chests collide and you can feel him growing hard against your hip.

“Luke..” You whisper, your brain hazy and trying so hard to find something to say, to stop this, but you can’t find any reason for you to want to stop this.

“Hhm?” Luke hums against your throat, teasingly trailing his lips up and down your neck but never staying in one spot for too long. 

“Luke.. please...” You can feel him smirking against your skin and it makes this warmth flood your stomach. 

“Tell me what you want, princess.” He says, now grazing his teeth over your goose bump covered skin. 

His feather light touch made you needy and desperate, two things you never expected to feel for Luke. But who were you kidding? You’d been thinking about Luke touching and teasing you ever since you became roommates. The way he walked around the apartment with his sweatpants hanging off his hips. The way he always seemed to leave the door open when he took a shower, making it more than easy for you to see his naked silhouette in the foggy glass door. And the way he stopped at the open door of your room with only a towel hanging loosely off his hips as he asked you some bullshit question about the type of shampoo you used. He had been flaunting himself to you. Teasing you. It was like some mind game to get you to desire him and fuck if it didn’t work. 

“I need you, Luke.”