My Roomate; Luke Hemmings Smut
**requested by many anons
Words: 3k || Warnings: just smut & kinda angry luke
Living the college life seemed like a splendid idea. Having the freedom to do what you wanted, when you wanted fed your hunger all the more of being on your own. Room and board were way to expensive though. But nothing would keep you from finally being on your own. You looked everywhere for someone who was living off campus, who needed a roommate. To your luck you found someone who was in desperate need. Two bed, one bath, one kitchen, small living space. It was enough for you.
To your complete surprise your roommate was none other than a boy. At first your will was against rooming with the opposite sex, who knows what perverted thoughts he held in that boy brain. But once you met him, you knew he was way to sweet to innocent to ever treat a girl wrongly.
You smiled in triumphant as you had not only free will, but a new best friend.
"Luke!" You called out. You had lived comfortably for six months with the male.
"What?" He asked entering the small kitchen, rubbing his messy bed head. The blonde seemed to be especially bright today and you couldn’t help but find it extremely attractive. It suited his skin tone perfectly. In fact you had begun questioning your attraction to him.
Luke was the perfect beauty to you. This sort of strange attraction drawled you in to him. But you quickly shook out any thoughts. Luke would never notice you.
You turned to face him and practically choked on your saliva. Luke was parading around in nothing but gray sweat pants that hung awfully low on his hip bones. You saw the v line disappearing beneath the thin layer. You watched him as he strutted to the fridge, bending over to rummage through the contents. Your eyes fell automatically to the beautiful ass being presented to you.
Your eyes hungrily devoured the sight. You noticed the two small dimples on his back just above his ass. When he stood back up, you pretended to be occupied with chopping what you had on the counter, which just so happened to be the celery you bought that morning. You looked over when you heard a slurping sound.
"Luke!" You yelled in annoyance.
"What?" he questioned, smirking like the little devil he was. He knew exactly what he was doing.
"How many times do I have to tell you?" You walked over to him and grabbed a cup off of the clean dish rack, “use a glass. Other people drink that milk and don’t want your germs in her cereal." You glared as he chuckled darkly.
"I know you don’t mind." he hummed, dragging his long slender finger along your jaw line before dipping it down to trace along your neck line. Skin ship was something Luke did with everyone. So even though electricity shot through you like wild fire, you ignored it.
Swatting his hand away, you shoved the glass into his naked chest. The warmth of his skin lingered on your hand as you turned away from him. Heat licked its way between your legs and you cursed silently to yourself.
"Breakfast is ready,” you said as you remembered the reason you had called him in the first place.
"Thanks,” he grabbed the plate laid out for him. He kissed your cheek quickly before walking over to your small table. When you saw he turned on the TV to Family Guy and got throughly absorbed into the program you turned around, back resting against the counter, hands shaking as they held you up.
"Luke!" You called, a little too excited. Classes were out early so you took the time to go shopping, remembering a certain flannel Luke had said he liked the last time you went shopping in town. You had called him and told him you would be out for the day. He responded with a monotone voice saying he would be home.
Kicking off your shoes in a hurry you grabbed all the bags and threw them on the floor, excited for Luke to see your present. His eyes would crinkle in that cute way, while his tongue flicked out and smile would expanded to take over his face.
You reached his door, gripping the handle to turn it but a voice on the other side stopped you.
A soft moan resonated throughout the small apartment. Your grip instantly loosened as your heart began to beat a hundred miles a minute. You bit your lip to try to keep from giggling. This would’ve been the second time you caught Luke…taking care of his business.
You leaned in closer, listening. You felt like a pervert but you were curious. You heard the soft slaps of skin. Your face instantly reddened and you went to pull away feeling completely dirty for eavesdropping on your friends masterbating. But a moan caught your attention. This moan didn’t belong to Luke, it was a girl.
The moan was a female voice, “Luke ah-.”
That you heard loud and clear, which just confirmed your suspicions. You walked backwards away from the door. Your heart squeezed within your chest, it felt as if an anchor was pulling it down.
You tripped, not paying attention to exactly where you were going.
"What was that?" The girl voice spoke.
"I don’t know. Stay here."
Your first instinct was to run, to hide, anything. But you couldn’t move. You were glued to the ground, your legs refusing to cooperate. You didn’t know why you were feeling like this.
Your mind was screaming at you, telling you you were an idiot. You could be ok with Luke fucking some other girl, but now that he was doing it, you were against it. Your heart wanted him to get with girls and now that you knew he was you were angry and hurt. Or maybe you were angry and hurt because the girl in his room wasn’t you.
You looked up when you saw feet approach you. Luke was standing over you, a sheet wrapped around his waist, looking at you curiously.
You swallowed hard, underneath that thin sheet you knew Luke was naked. In fact you could still see his erection, pressing against the confinements of the sheet. You looked away, your heart giving another tug.
"What are you doing here? I thought you would be out all day?" You nodded, not trusting your own voice. You pointed at yourself then the door. You got up and left as quickly as you could without being suspicious. Luke always caught on when people were lying.
The boy turned around to walk back to his room, to fulfill his awaiting guest needs when he saw a small parcel on the floor. He picked it up and read the writing.
To Luke; Another flannel for me to steal from you ;)
He ripped open the package to find the very expensive shirt he had seen a week ago. Luke looked to the door of the apartment, before sighing.
You arrived back at your apartment. All the lights were off, which was a good sign. Luke would be asleep which means you could avoid him. You had been purposely avoiding Luke for a week. You would wake up earlier than necessary to get breakfast done for him, after all you were still a good roommate. Then you would head out to class, and study in the library while you waited. You switched coffee shops since you and Luke always went to the one near campus, and you would stay there as late as possible until you knew it was safe to return home.
Tossing your keys on the side table you slipped off your coat and shoes. You shuffled on light feet into the small living room.
"Where have you been?" Chills shot straight through your spine.
He was awake? At this hour? A side table lamp was flicked on. The orange glow illuminating his beautiful features. Features you hadn’t seen in a week.
"I was studying, sorry to worry you,” you began to walk again to avoid this conversation, but a hand around your wrist stopped you.
"That’s not what I mean,” he turned you around to face him. Your vision met his naked torso. You traveled a bit lower, black sweat pants greeting you. "Where have you been all week? Have you been avoiding me?"
You shook your head, letting your hair fall in front of your face.
"Don’t lie to me!" Luke’s voice raised to echo in the empty apartment. You flinched, sure Luke could be a handful sometimes with his childish demeanor, but he never got angry.
"Why have you been avoiding me?" He asked again, saying each word slowly.
"I haven’t, I’ve been studying for finals."
You refused, instead concentrating exceptionally hard on the floor beneath your feet. “Look at me,” Luke grabbed your chin, not forcefully, but not gently either. You were now staring at his lips, still refusing to look him in the eyes.
"Finals are months away. Cut the bullshit and tell me the truth."
"Luke, you’re hurting me,” you murmured. His grip a little too tight on your sensitive flesh.
"Look at me and I’ll let go." You shook your head no. "Why not?" His anger evident in his voice.
"Because I won’t be able to lie to you once I look into your eyes." Luke’s hand slipped from your jaw, but he didn’t release you. He, instead, took you by your arm and dragged you through the small hallway. You entered the familiar room, the sweet scent that was Luke invading your nostrils.
"Sit,” he ordered, pointing to his single bed. You looked at it in disgust, last week playing in your mind.
’That’s where he fucked her,' you thought nastily. ‘Whore.' You added, just to let out some steam.
"I’ll stand," you retorted. Luke turned around to look at you, his eyes narrowing. He approached you, grabbing your upper arms and pushing you back to where your bottom hit the small mattress.
Luke wheeled around his desk chair and sat in front of you. “Now talk.”
You shook your head, you were being a stubborn child but it’s better than him knowing the truth.
Luke grabbed his hair in frustration. “What’s wrong with you, why are you acting like a bitch?!” You gasped and stood up.
"Screw you, Lucas!” Luke looked up surprised. He absolutely hated when you called him that since it wasn’t his real name. The tears began to collect at the edges of your waterline. “Screw you and your stupid sexiness. Screw you for messing with my mind. Screw you for screwing that whore!” You yelled the last part. It felt as if the anchor had finally released your heart. You felt relief wash over you after spilling the truth.
"I’m going to bed,” you hiccuped, before walking out of his room. You entered your room and slumped over to your bed, to exhausted from yelling. Anger, hate, sadness; these emotions had physically drained you. You were so tired. You slipped off your sweater and jeans, too tired to even slip into your pajamas.
Crawling under your duvet you began to get comfortable, beginning to drift off when you heard your door squeak open.
"Go away," you whispered, turning around so your back faced the entrance to your room.
"No," you hummed, but you were awake now, keeping your eyes closed.
You felt a weight on your bed, as the mattress dipped. “Let me in.” You shook your head no, but the blanket was pulled off as you felt a warm body slip in next to you. You blushed heavily as you felt his skin against yours.
"Are you naked?" Luke chuckled evilly. You turned to face him, your cheeks burning in embarrassment.
"I’m half! And if you had the decency to not just come in as you pleased, I mean now that you’re not the innocent guy I thought you were when we met, this is not ok!" you huffed.
Luke looked at you wide-eyed. “I-Innoncet? You thought I was a virgin?” You sat up looking down at him in fury as he laughed obnoxiously loud.
"Oh, that was a good one,” he chuckled, wiping the tears of joy that had collected at the corner of his eyes. You glared and turned to make a move to get off the bed but Luke grabbed your hips, just as your left leg had crossed over his torso. He pressed you flush against him.
"Luke, what are you doing?" you stuttered, as you felt the heat pool between your legs. You couldn’t close them because of Luke’s body in-between yours.
"Now that you have nowhere to go, how about you be honest with me?"
"I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about." You placed your hands on Lukes’s chest, pushing against it to get yourself away. Luke’s fingers only dug deeper into your hips to keep you stationed there. You’re body was rocking with all the squirming you were doing when you let out a breathy moan. You immediately covered your mouth, praying he didn’t hear you. You looked down to see Luke’s dark lust filled eyes.
Luke whispered your name huskily. You felt your thin panties soak easily. The heat was erupting within your body.
"Uh-" you replied nervously. Luke sat up, digging his face into your neck.
"You smell beautiful," you felt him kiss your neck, before feeling his tongue lick at your sensitive flesh.
"Luke," you moaned. Luke bucked his hips, pushing his semi-hard cock against your dripping core.
Luke moaned your name softly, turning you over so your back fell against the soft mattress.
Luke looked down at you and smiled his cocky smile before snaking his hands along your body, pulling your bra off. You blushed and looked at anything except Luke.
"Don’t be shy." Luke cupped your breasts thumbing the left one while his mouth sucked the right.
You moaned, your back arching slightly. Luke tugged your pink bud lightly with his teeth, while his other hand glided along your body. His fingers snuck their way into your underwear. You felt his cold fingers glide along your lip folds, teasing your clit.
"Luke!" You moaned. Your body spasmed as you felt one of his long fingers slide into you.
"Do you like this?" He asked, lust driven. He added another finger as he watched you writher in pleasure.
"Fuck!" You gasped as you felt his fingers leave. He hovered over you, lips meshing with yours as his tongue snaked its way into your mouth. You pulled away.
"Let me try something," you said pushing him away. Luke looked at you curiously before letting you turn him over. You trailed kisses down his body as you stopped just above his boxers. You slid your hands up his thighs as you felt his legs quiver underneath your touch. The tent forming in his boxers was evident. You slid his boxers down just enough to let his member spring forth.
You licked your lips sinfully which had Luke moaning, his dick twitching in anticipation. Your hand pumped up and down slowly until your mouth attached to the head.
Luke moaned whorishly, as his hips bucked up slightly. Your tongue licked along the slit, while you sucked a bit harder. Luke’s head thrashed from side to side. The heat from your mouth, the wetness was driving him insane.
You didn’t make any effort to fulfill Luke’s desire as you continued to just suck on the head alone. Luke caught on and glared at you, before the smirk appeared on his features and he gripped your hair, forcing you down the length of his dick.
You gagged as he hit the back of your throat, but soon composed yourself. Luke held your head in place letting you adjust to the unknown feeling. You breathed through your nose before pulling back and bobbing back down.
"Shit…" Luke sighed, his hips rolling to meet every bob of your head. Your hands came up to cup Luke’s balls, massaging them gently.
Luke moaned your name sinfully, before pulling you off of him. He picked you up, so you were laying against his chest.
"Ready?" He asked. You nodded sitting up so you hovered above him. You grabbed his pulsing member in your hands as you positioned yourself. Slowly you slid down onto him. Luke guiding your hips.
Your breath hitched as your pussy engulfed him. Once seated all the way, you began a slow rocking motion. The air in the room becoming thick and hot. Your sweat slicked bodies moving together.
Luke would string out profanities as he held onto your hips tighter, driving up into your tight heat. You moaned shamelessly as you felt Luke hit a spot within you.
"Luke!" Luke rolled you two over so he could plow into you faster and harder than before. He grabbed the back of your thigh and lifted it, fucking you in a new angle. You scratched at his back as you felt your nerves set on fire. Your vision began to blur before your walls tightened and released your juices, making it easier for Luke to bury his cock deeper within you.
You still rocked with Luke as you were enveloped in your orgasm.
The tightness from your walls sucking him in was more than he could take. With a few more erratic thrusts Luke came inside you, dick twitching at the release. Luke rolled over, pulling you with him. He pulled the blanket over the both of you.
His member softened within you, but neither of you moved to disconnect from each other.
"I love you," you smiled, snuggling closer to him, breathing in his scent.
"I know," he replied cockily. You smacked his sweaty chest. He grabbed your hand, entangling your fingers together. "I love you too."
You smiled as you felt your eyes close. But a voice pulled you from your dreams.
"Still think I’m innocent?" You smiled slightly.
No, Luke was definitely not innocent.
i typed this on my phone so excuse any errors
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