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Imagine• Pre-third base (l.h)

-Luke-

This is kinda...smut-ty like imagine (if you couldn't tell by the title) I felt kinda awkward writing it since I'm not a Luke girl but I know who you guys enjoy your smut so...yeah...here it is. ;)

"Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught." Luke sings, his voice stripping away your innocence to the core. He strums the guitar, matching the rythm of the song. Getting lost in the music, his head falls back and his blue iris are covered by his lids. He takes his lip in between his teeth, the action making wetness pool in your undergarments.

'How could someone so innocent have the power to do this to me?' You thought as you drolled over your boyfriend from the side of the stage. You loved to watch him play the guitar and sing his heart out because you know he loves what he does. But also because he seemed so loose and care free on stage. You wish he could be like that around you but you didn't know how to get him out of his shell.

Your first idea was to have a heart-to-heart chat about life with him but you soon decided that wouldn't exactly meet the initial goal. You came to a conclusion that you had to seduce him. As much as that reality stung you, you had to manipulate his innocent mind and take him out of his limits.

You waited patiently for the song to finish, knowing he would be done after this one. Your head bobbed as you mouthed the lyrics. Thin fingers moved quickly, pressing down on the strings in between different frets. He released his lip from the captivity of his pearly white teeth and started to sing again.

Your nerves started to overwhelm you. 'How am I going to seduce him?' you asked yourself. You weren't used to anything of that nature. You have always been little-miss-innocent but for some reason the moment you met Luke that changed. Flicking a purple lock behind your shoulder you sigh thinking of a plan.

After dazzing off for two minutes you had failed to notice the boys saying goodbye to the large crowd. Applause and screams of young girls are heard before warm lips meet your cheek.

"Hi" the word rolls of his tongue with grace although the lust that it is tainted with stunts your breathing for a second. "How was it?" he asks, eagerly. Luke was always nervous for you to see him preform.

"I mean, I know we suck, but besides that, was it okay?" he half-heartedly jokes.

You laugh and nod, "You all did fantastic! And you guys do not suck."

He smiles and wraps his arms around you, kissing your forehead. His 'Nirvana' t-shirt is drenched in sweat and you can't help but imagine that sweat being the result of some other physical activity.

"You ready to go, (Y/N)?" he ask. You nod and follow him, along with Michael, Calum, and Ashton. The other boys make jokes about the various times they slipped from the damp stage and you try to stay focused on them but end up thinking of every possibility under the sun of how to seduce your boyfriend.

"See ya' guys!" you and Luke wave to the boys after stopping in front of your flat. They all bid goodbyes except for Michael who starts to shout out about some tribe he wants to join.

You move quickly and soon enough you find yourself on the couch with Luke postioned beside you as you watch a re-run of 'Keeping Up with the Kardashians'.

"(Y/N)?" Luke asks. You look up to him, his blue-eyes holding a small amount of fear.

You hum lightly, egging him to continue.

"Do you think...we could-um..."

"We could...?" Your words are spoken cautiously as if he is a frightend turtle, threatening to hide in its shell.

His eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips twice, he bites his lip again. And you feel as if your plan to seduce him was completely unnecessary. You know he is going to ask, you can feel a lovely tingle in your bones as his flesh touches yours.

Now your waiting, counting down the seconds for him to say the words. Patiently sitting as you watch the gears in his head turn in thought. You chew on the inside of your cheek as he opens his mouth to speak.

"Nervermind."

Your shoulders slump and you tear your eyes away from his to focus on the screen.

Your lips press into a straight line. Nevermind? You aren't hiding your dissapointment what so ever. You want him to see the false hope he has given you. A part of you is stepping back with her hands held up in defence saying that you're selfish while another part is telling you to confront him. That part knew you were ready for that step. You have done more than just kiss before but this was something big and you were prepared for it.

All of these thoughts run through your head and you are too distracted to realize the reality around you. Luke has a firm clutch on your hand, his face in front of yours. You dont think much of it until he feverishly presses his lips to yours. His hands meet your sides, yours finding the base of his neck. He tugs on the hem of your crop top, pulling it over your head. You do the same to him, making sure he is comfortable first.

Taking you by surprise he grabs you and rolls you so you're flat on the couch. He hovers above you, shirtless, drinking up the image of you in just your bra and jeans. You can tell he is compfortable with this when he smiles and kisses your forehead gently. Your eyes crinkle up as well as your nose when he continuously places kissed along every inch of your face. Your laughter dies down as his kisses trail down to your jaw and turn into teasing nibbles on your creamy flesh.

"Luke" you moan and feel his excitement grow.

Nipping at the tender skin above your collar bone, he moves slowly down your torso, smiling with each groan of pleasure he receives from you. His lips splotch kisses over your chest, creating a wet line down your stomach and stopping above your belly botton. He looks up at you and unbottons your jeans, slowly, never breaking eye-contact, he stips you of them. The skin tight material slides down your quivering legs.

He kisses each of your thighs and moves up your body. His jean clad hips rub themselves into yours and you grip onto his arms. You despratley try to free him of the confines of his jeans and succeed after your second attempt.

"(Y/N) are you sure?" Luke asks, breathily. You nod immediatley. You have never been so sure of anything in your life.

Innocent smut?

I think so. ;)

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Next imagine might be a Calum one but idk.