Soul Bonds

13. More than Chocolate Chip Pancakes

Still for @samami14, the second chapter I owe her. 

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Change.

The command crashed through Luke's skull and he came out of what must have been an epic daydream.

It was daylight, and he was standing in front of Nathan's house, staring blankly at Mr. B.

"When did you get back here? I thought you were heading to Doc's? Wait, when did I get out here? Sang! I was supposed to take over for North!"

"Stay calm, Mr. Taylor. Miss Sorenson is waiting for you inside." There was an odd set to Mr. B's jaw, as if an emotion was daring to try to make an appearance on his face.

Mr. B opened the door and Luke was overwhelmed by the scent of the gods themselves..., CHOCOLATE. CHIP. PANCAKES.

He all but floated into the kitchen. He wasn't quite sure how much time he had lost, but he was STARVED. He found his bite-sized Cupcake, although, if you think about it, all cupcakes are bite-sized if you try hard enough, manning the stove and waiting to flip over what was bound to be amazingly perfect chocolate chip pancakes.

Luke was about to call out one of many many exceedingly witty comments when Sang brought a hand up and rubbed at her temple. A headache? That wasn't something she normally had problems with. He quickly toned down his planned approach.

"Hey, Good Lookin', what you got cookin'?" Great. Now he had the Hank Williams song stuck in his head.

"Luke!" Sang exclaimed and threw her arms around him. He wrapped his own arms around her and lifted, so he could easily burrow his face into her neck. As his lips touched her skin, the world melted away. Sang's legs wrapped around his waist and he took possession of her lips. Supporting her weight with one arm, Luke batted blindly at the knobs on the stove until he turned off the heat.

Luke carried Sang off in the direction of a bed, bumping into an occasional wall, sometimes on accident, sometimes to feel her giggles on his lips. Her hands slid under his shirt and he groaned at the feel of her fingertips tracing over his back.

They made it to Nathan's bedroom, and Luke fell face first onto the bed, making sure to keep his spider monkey Sang from taking most of his weight, and, most importantly, making sure not to break the kiss.

His efforts were apparently in vain, because she immediately broke the kiss. When he attempted to restore the natural balance of the world, and by that, he totally meant getting his lips back on hers, she pressed her palm to his lips. Luke's eyes flashed as he then started making out with her hand. Sang squeaked out his name and laughed until he dropped a gentle kiss on her palm, and then the other.., just so it wouldn't feel left out.

"Luke," she repeated, and the hesitancy in her voice had him moving one of her arms out of the way and dropping heavily onto the bed. He prepared himself for Sang asking him to slow down or stop. Not that it was a bad thing, it was actually probably a very good thing, no, it WAS a good thing, but Luke Jr certainly wasn't a fan.

"Yes, my little Tiramisu?"

Her lips quirked at the name.

"I love you."

Luke's breath rushed out in a sigh. "I love you too, Sang. In fact, I'll tell you a secret." He leaned in and whispered into her ear. "I love you more than chocolate chip pancakes."

"Blasphemer!" She laughed and the joy on her face was almost enough to make his heart float out of his chest. She snuggled firmly into his side and went to work on undoing the buttons on his shirt. That was... new.

Luke wasn't... entirely... sure what to do. He knew what he wanted to do the second he felt her fingers move to his shirt buttons, but he could also feel the phantom smack to the back of his head that his baby brother would apply for even thinking about it. The team hadn't yet covered what to do if their shy, sweet little girlfriend decided to start taking off someone's shirt.

But, ya know, SHE was the one doing it. HE couldn't be blamed, right?? Well, yes, they would totally totally blame him. Okay, he could do this. He was a big boy. He would tell her they needed to slow down.

However, all his good intentions evaporated when Sang flicked the last button and her hands dived under his shirt and started roaming across his chest. Luke groaned at the contact and without any conscious thought, had her face in his hands and was kissing her with everything he was worth.

She took advantage of his distraction and pushed his shirt off his shoulders and yanked him down on top of her.

"Sang," he whined, "I don't want to stop, but..."

She cut him off with a searing kiss. "Then don't stop. I want this, Luke. With you."

"Sang...," he warned and rolled, so she was on top and Luke Jr had some breathing room.

"I'm sure," she replied, sitting up and settling perfectly on his hips. So much for breathing room. Sang took his hands and slid them under the hem of her shirt. "I need you, Luke."

"Well, I can't argue with that, my chocolate covered strawberry, I need you too." Luke carefully removed his hands from under her shirt and waved his T-Rex arms around. "I'm stuck." The front panels of his shirt had fallen off his shoulders and had gotten trapped under his body, pinning his upper arms to his sides.

They looked at each other with wide eyes and burst out laughing. Sang pulled Luke to a sitting position and helped free him from his shirt.

Calming, Luke took her face in his hands again. "I need to hear it again, Sang."

Sang pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "I love you, Luke. Please make love to me."

"Well," he said with a smile that lit both their faces, "since you asked nicely..."