Luke imagine

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I lay on Luke's chest, Luke's chest raises slowly, his fingertips touching the only free skin on my waist. Luke's hair messy and his breathing heavy. I trace shapes onto his chest and leave kisses.

"I love you" luke says

"I love you too" I say

Luke's fingers trace my bottom lip before he gently places his lips on them.

"I really mean it"

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