Arranged Marriage Au Snippet
Luke adjusted himself in his chair, but no matter the position, the back of the chair pushed painfully on the deep scratches running down his back.
After only a month of living with each other, the tension between him and Deckard had finally broken.
They had been volatile to each other, practically hissing and spitting insults at each other any time they laid eyes on each other.
Neither had been happy with the forced marriage, more so Deckard who had to give up his budding military career to move out to LA so he could Iive with Luke. On top of that, he had been separated from his siblings--something he never let Luke forget, not even for a moment.
A day didn't go by when Luke didn't hear Deckard calling and comforting his teenage siblings. He'd be explaining away their mother's actions, putting the blame on himself for his leaving.
Luke could only roll his eyes.
It wasn't until 2 nights ago that everything came to a head.
After witnessing Deckard cooking dinner for them both after refusing to cooking for Luke before, Luke hadn't been able to keep his jeer to himself.
"Looks like we'll make a proper house wife out of you yet."
As soon as Deckard's shoulder went stiff, Luke should have known he had screwed up. Instead, he had kept poking the bear.
"I'll even order you a frilly, little apron."
The clatter of a pan hitting the floor was Luke's only warning before Deckard was flying at him, mouth pulled back in a feral snarl.
Luke was pretty sure he was still nursing a mild concussion Deckard pouncing on him and knocking him backwards to the floor. He had barely been able to keep Deckard from tearing his eyes out, the rest of his hits landing and creating a sea of bruises across his body.
By some miracle, he was able to flip them and pin Deckard to the floor.
The house fell into a deafening silence as Luke stared down at his unwilling husband. Deckard's eyes were blown wide and his cheeks flushed pink.
In that moment, Luke couldn't think anything more attractive.
His kiss was met with teeth and a loud moan.
They had nearly torn each other apart as they rolled around the kitchen floor, trying to gain the upper hand but only ending up climaxing together.
The tension hadn't completely disappeared between them, but it was lesser.
Enough that Deckard hadn't added any new scratches to his back that morning. Only a few bites to his chest.
Glancing at the clock, Luke sighed.
Just a few more painful hours of desk work.
As soon as Luke walked into the house, he knew something was wrong. Almost as if the building itself was holding it's breath.
"Deckard?" Luke called out, glancing around as he advanced further inside.
Nothing seemed out of place.
Everything was as neat and tidy as Deckard demanded it to be. Frowning, Luke listened closely but didn't hear any response from the other man.
A cold fist seemed to grip his throat as Luke reached for his service pistol. Falling into a slight crouch, Luke moved through the house until he was right outside his -- now their-- bedroom.
"Deckard?" Luke called out once more, raising his fist to knock on the door. From inside the room, he heard a soft noise.
Full blown panic nearly ripped through Luke as he seized the door handle and flung the door open, pistol aimed straight ahead.
"What the bloody fuck do you think you're doing?" Deckard hissed lowly at him, his pissed off voice finally breaking Luke of his fear.
Deckard was laying in the bed, propped up on one arm, glaring furiously at him. Beside him in the bed, something let out a soft cry.
Eyes widening, Luke felt his mouth drop open as he saw what was making the noise.
Laying in a small mound of blankets was a baby girl with a smattering of soft curls on her head.
"What...?" Luke whispered. As quietly as he could, he re-holstered his gun, scanning the baby over. Her skin was darker than Deckard's but she seemed content with him laying next to her.
"You never told me you had a daughter," Deckard drawled, voice dripping with barely concealed rage.
"I don't," Luke immediately replied.
"Then why did an ex-lover of yours come by and drop little Sammy off, hmm?"
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