Flip, Sip Or Strip Part 2 - Luke Hemmings Smut
I’m so so sorry. I was meant to write this agggggess ago! But it’s finally here! I apologise in advance because it’s really really bad…
A smile broke out on your face as you felt the warm, white sheets brushing against your bare skin. The room was a comfortable temperature and the sunlight peeked through the gap in the curtains. You sighed into the pillow not wanting to get up and start the day. You decided that a few more hours sleep would be ideal as your limbs felt heavy and your head ached from the amount of alcohol you consumed last night. You closed your eyes and turned over, burrowing into the large quilt cover. Your body relaxed beneath the duvet cover and your breathing became deeper and deeper, until it suddenly stopped when an arm threw itself over your waist and pulled you into a warm naked body.
You remembered the previous night; the party, the bitchy girl, the drinking game and finally, Luke Hemmings. Suddenly, you were wide awake. You needed to get out of his bed right now. He said he wanted to talk in the morning. He was probably going to ask if you’d be his new fuck for a while until someone better came along. You weren’t into that type of thing. You either had one night stands or a relationship, none of that friends with benefits shit. It had to be no strings attached for one night or all strings attached for a lengthy amount of time.
You started by peeling the sheets away from your skin, goose bumps appearing when the cold air hit you. You looked down at the arm that was wrapped around you and took notice of all the scratches and bruises along them. Christ, you were rough with him last night. You wrapped your fingers around his wrist and began gently lifting his hand away from your naked waist, freezing when he groaned and pressed a small kiss to your shoulder. You waited a few seconds to make sure he was still asleep before you continued to remove his arm from you. Finally free, you slipped out of the bed and searched around for your clothing. You found your dress on the floor near the door, your bra and knickers at the foot of the bed and your shoes, well they were no where to be seen.
Although the dress was lovely, you couldn’t leave the house wearing it. Everyone would know you’d stayed at a boy’s house and slept with him. You would be doing something you promised never ever to do: the walk of shame. Slipping on the dress, you sneaked out of the room in search for some clothes. When you reached the basement you released a sigh of relief when you saw that the people who were playing the game last night were passed out and half clothed. There were a few girls that looked as if they were a similar size to you, so inspecting the clothes on the floor you found a set.
You stripped off your dress and pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans that if you remembered correctly belonged to the girl with the afro hair that who was currently spooning with Ashton. You picked up a plain black t-shirt that was a little too tight on your chest but you didn’t care, you were changing the moment you got home. While rooting through the pile of clothes you found your socks and shoes that you had left behind and slipped them on, finishing the look. On your way out you stopped in front of a mirror to check yourself out. After whipping your hair up into a pony tail and wiping your fingers under your eyes to rid of the black makeup, you left the house and headed home on foot.
The sound of the door slamming jolted Luke awake. “Y/N?” He mumbled out your name when he realised you were no longer next to him. You’d stayed close to him all night, keeping his body warm. He’d watched you sleep last night. Not in a creepy way, of course. He remembered how you curled up against him and nuzzled his chest while you slept. How your breathing was deep and slow. How you had groaned in protest when he readjusted himself into a more comfortable. And finally, how you had said his name in your sleep three times within the hour he’d watched you. He wanted this every night.
When he noticed you hadn’t replied, he sat up slowly and looked around the room. “Y/N?” He called out once again, reaching for a fresh pair of boxers and pulling them on when he hopped out of bed. He rubbed his fists into his bloodshot eyes, wiping the sleep away. “Y/N! ARE YOU HERE?” He was sure you hadn’t left. He was sure of it. You two made sense. You got on so well and he wanted an actual relationship, something he’d never had before.
“Luke, you okay?” The blond boy turned around to meet Calum’s concerned look? “You look like a lost puppy.” Luke shook his head and raked his fingers through his messy hair.
“Have you seen Y/N?” The kiwi boy nodded.
“Yeah, she just left.” He shrugged as if it was nothing.
“She just left. Like, right now?”
“That’s what I said, isn’t it? Wait where are you going. Luke?!” Luke was already halfway down the path before Calum had even finished his sentence. He didn’t understand. Why would you leave after you agreed to talk last night? Had Luke Hemmings actually been played? No. Luke was the player. Not the other way round. Yet here he was, chasing you down the street in his boxers. He gave up fifteen minutes later when it became clear that he wasn’t going to find you.
“You okay?” Calum asked as Luke stormed back into the house. Luke just huffed and turned around, bumping into Skye. He immediately felt guilty. He’d embarrassed her. Yeah, she was a bitch but she didn’t deserve to be humiliated. He pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a deep breath, swallowing his pride. Luke Hemmings never apologised for anyone or anything. This was your fault. He was sure of it. First you made him crave an actual relationship and now he was apologising.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered. “I’m sorry I told the that you, you know…” He trailed off not wanting to embarrass her further. Skye flashed him a genuine smile, she actually looked beautiful. Not bitchy but beautiful. She shrugged before saying, “I deserved it. I mean, let’s face it, I’m a bitch. Something needed to come back round and slap me in the face eventually. And I’m sorry too. I was out of line last night. I shouldn’t have been as awful as I was to that girl you were with. You seem to really like her.” She shuffled from foot to foot.
“I do. But she’s disappeared.”
“She went home?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“I don’t know where she lives but I’ll help you find her if you’d like?” She offered.
“Really?!”
“Yeah! It’s the least I can do.” She flashed him another smile.
“You should wear less makeup and smile more often. You’re a very pretty girl. You don’t need all that makeup.” He spoke, making his way up to his bedroom to get dressed.
“We’re never going to find her so what’s the point in even looking?” Luke cried in annoyance. “Oh, quit your moaning. It’s only been two hours. I know where to find her.” Sky spoke with confidence. Luke just looked at her with a questioning look on his face. “You do?” Suddenly Skye looked a little less confident. She furrowed her eyebrows and tapped on her phone. “I think I do. My friend knows her friend, Nim, I think she’s called? Anyway, she’s says that they’re in the year below us.”
“How is that supposed to help.”
“Don’t snap at me. Would you let me finish. Geeze, talk about impatient.” She clucked her tongue against the lid of her mouth. “As I was saying,” she glared at Luke, “they’re in their first year of university so the chances are that the live in student accommodation which is strictly for first years.” Luke smiled and took a large breath.
“You fucking genius. Thank you so much.”
“Don’t thank me yet. There’s about 1000 people that live in the accommodation.”
“Are you sure she even lives here?! We haven’t found her and we probably won’t. Let’s face it, it just wasn’t meant to happen.” Luke moaned hopelessly, kicking an empty can of cider across the courtyard. They’d spent two hours searching each block for you and they weren’t even half way through. Looking through each block was difficult. The doors were coded so Luke and Skye couldn’t get in and they had to wait until someone went out or went in so that they themselves could get in. It was then more difficult when they were knocking on the doors of flats. On each floor there was two flats and each flat had 6 people living in it. Not to mention that there were four floors. Most of the time no one answered the door and when someone finally answered they either told them that they didn’t know you or that they should just fuck off.
While Luke got himself comfortable on the floor, Skye crossed off yet another block of flats on the map shed picked up at the reception. Skye had gone in there asking for your block name and flat number but the grouchy old woman at the reception desk told her that that information was private. She’d passed her the paper map and told her she could spend as much time looking for you if she liked though. Skye had spouted some vengeful words at the woman until Luke grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the place.
Luke was drawing patterns in the dirt with a stick he’d found when he heard Skye shout. “NIM! YOU ARE NIM, RIGHT?!” The girl she was talking to must have nodded because Skye was running towards her. Luke scrambled up and raced after Skye. He slowed down when Skye came back into his view. She was talking to a tall, black haired girl who looked quite shocked at what she was hearing. Skye motioned to where Luke was stood and when Nim turned to look her shocked face became more, well, shocked. Luke walked closer and stood next to Skye. “So, can you take us to Y/N?” Skye asked sweetly. Nim hesitated for a moment before she muttered the words, “follow me.”
By the time they reached the block where you were staying (which was on the opposite side of the campus to where they were searching) Luke’s hands were sweating. Nim stopped suddenly and tapped at her phone. “NIM! CATCH!” Your voice sounded from above. Luke just saw the window shut and an object flying through the air coming towards him. Cupping his hands be caught the keys in his hands. Attached to the keychain there was a picture keyring. The picture was if you and Nim at a younger age. You looked about seven and you and Nim had your arms wrapped tightly around each other as you grinned at the camera. Nim chuckled and shook her head in amusement. “The buzz thing that lets us in is broken so she chucks her keys out of the window because she’s too lazy to walk down the stairs.”
Nim lead both Luke and Skye up the stairs to your flat. “You don’t live with her?” Luke asked Nim. Nim shook her head. “No, we requested but they messed up the housing and I ended up three blocks away. We’ll be living together next year though.” After what felt like hours to Luke, Nim finally turned and unlocked the door. She lead Luke and Skye down the corridor and pushed open the door to your room. “Hi Nim!” Your cheerful voice sent pleasurable shivers down Luke’s spine. Nim stayed quiet, obviously nervous. “Um, you have visitors.”
“Oh, right. You can come in of you’d like?” You offered, unaware that your visitors were the guy you just had a one night stand with and the girl that dragged you out of the party by your hair. Luke and Skye shuffled forward whilst Nim shuffled towards the exit. The moment Luke and Skye came into your view your mouth dropped open and your eyes almost bulged out of your head in surprise.
“Hi!” Skye greeted you vivaciously.
You sat on your bed, staring at your hands which were resting in your lap to avoid Luke’s burning gaze. You played with your rings out of nervousness. Skye had left five minutes ago. Turns out she was a lovely girl. She’d apologised and then went into detail about how distressed Luke had been all day because they couldn’t find you. Surprisingly, you missed the girl; the room was silent without her presence. You heard Luke sigh and shuffle in the uncomfortable chair.
He cleared his throat. “Why did you leave? I thought we were going to talk in the morning.” He sounded hurt. Well fuck. You had hurt the player’s feelings. Guilt flooded you and suddenly you felt ashamed. You had assumed that he was going to ask you to be his fuck buddy and because of that you felt guilty. You had judged him before you could get to know him properly. You didn’t let him explain what he really wanted. You should’ve stayed. Even if he did ask you to be his fuck buddy you could have simply declined. But you didn’t. You assumed the worst and had hurt his feelings in the process.
You took a deep breath and began to explain yourself. How you woke up in the morning shocked at that fact that you slept with the Luke Hemmings. He laughed at that. But the laughter faded quickly when you continued to explain that you thought he was going to ask if you wanted to be fuck buddies. He looked hurt and offended; his furrowed together and his lips set in a thin line. “I guess I just panicked and for that I really am sorry.” You whispered.
He nodded, cracked his knuckles and stood up. “Luke you don’t have to go! I’m sorry! I really-.” His chapped lips connected with yours. You accepted the kiss and pulled him down over you so that you were lying down. He pulled his lips away from yours and positioned himself so that he was looking into your eyes. “You need to stop apologising. I understand why you would jump to that assumption, I mean, I was a bit of a man-slag.” You quirked an eyebrow.
“Was?”
“Yes. Was. I’m yours and only yours from now on. Whether you want me or not, I’ll always be yours.” He said sincerely. You giggled and tugged at the bottom of his shirt, hinting that he should take it off. “Are you sure about that? I mean we’ve not known each other that long.” He yanked his shirt off, revealing all his marks you had inflicted the previous night.
“I’m sure. You’re the only one for me.”
It wasn’t long before the two of you completely naked and desperate for your releases. “Please Y/N. Please.” He whined, bucking his hips into your hands which were gently stroking the tip of his cock teasingly. “Fine,” you rolled your eyes playfully. “But only because you’ve been such a good boy.” You sucked his pre come off each of your fingers before positioning yourself over his shaft. Slowly, you sunk down, your walls stretching to accommodate his long, thick member. You sighed in pleasure and Luke’s hips bucked up against yours impatiently, causing you to moan loudly. “Eager, aren’t we?” You teased and he whined again.
“Just ride me already before I burst. Your pussy is like heaven; warm, soft and comforting. I could stay buried in here for eternity.” You laughed at his rambling and he moaned, gripping your hips tightly. “If you keep clenching like that I will come.”
“Try and hold it back for me baby, okay?” He nodded and closed his eyes as you ran your fingers through is hair and began to bounce. “Shiiiiiit, Baby girl, keep going.” He hissed and used his hands to guide you harder, faster.
The sound of skin slapping and the odd squelching sound of your pussy filled the room as Luke practically drilled into you. You were pretty sure you’d pulled all your thigh muscles from the bouncing but you didn’t care. It felt too good to care. With each thrust your moans got louder and more pornographic until his lengthy cock finally hit the perfect spot. “Oh god, oh god, oh god. Keep going.” You were almost there and by the sounds leaving his mouth, you could tell Luke was too. At first he just grunted, then he moaned but now he was whimpering. Whimpering.
Luke slammed into you once more before his hips came to a stop as he released into the condom. You followed shortly after, the grinding of his hips setting you off.
“Well fuck.” You mumbled as you collapsed onto his chest.
“Man, I could get used to this Baby girl.”
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