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stella--ashford​:

She had both of their slices on the same plate as she got closer to him she couldn’t help herself as she let out a small gasp as he pulled her down to him. She adjusted herself on his lap and it was like the world around them faded away. She lowered the slice of pizza down to his lips and watched him take a bite and she had to look away. She could feel his eyes watching her and she wanted to know what was going on in his head. 

She got her wish but it wasn’t what she wanted to hear, or it was – her head snapped to look at him as she kept her game face on. It was a play, it was all part of the game. She didn’t know what part of the game that was, but that was a move she didn’t see coming and she could usually see his moves coming from a mile away. That’s what she liked about this, she knew that it was all predictable, that everything was going according to her plan. What was he working towards, what was his goal. Maybe he was testing her, he had to be. Trying to see if she was bullshitting him on the just sex thing, or so he can be the one to have the upper hand and be able to hurt her. 

She put the plate down on the table and just as nonchalantly as he said it she responded, “No.” She was never going to be the girl to grovel, or beg, or show all her cards but in that moment she could feel her own answer pull at her own heartstrings. She ignored it, pushed it away as she had trained herself so well to do. Grabbing the headphones that were around his neck, “Can I hear what you’ve got so far?” A smile on her face as if nothing happened. She shifted so she wasn’t facing him anymore, she didn’t want to see his reaction. still on his lap she put the headphones on and pressed play on the computer bobbing her head to the song that was coming through. 

It felt nice to have her close, he knew that she enjoyed it too by the way her body reacted to his touch. It was like his own personal dose of a drug he just couldn’t get enough of and he knew that if he didn’t get some space he’d become addicted. He thought back to the last time he got this way with someone, Noa. His chest tightened a bit- knowing how Noa and him weren’t exactly still on the best of terms and even after everything they’ve been through it still wasn’t enough for him- he ran. He hated how he did that to girls who were genuine but then again he didn’t know if it was him or them that made him want to run sometimes. Either way he knew this thing with Stella was good for now and that’s what he tried to focus on.

In the way she said it so solidified his face couldn’t even come up with an expression quick enough. Rather he just paused and looked at her unknowingly. Turning back to the board he pressed cut on the track and told the guys to give him a minute to listen to it back before bringing them in or having them take it once more. Luke looked over at Stella still dumfounded. Not answering her question he went back to her answer, “What do you mean No?” he stated rather than ask. “No you don’t want to? or No you can’t?” he didn’t like where this was going regardless of her answer. He didn’t like the word ‘no’, Swallowing he clenched his jaw, using his hand to pull the small of her back so she was closer to him, distantly the headphones played the recorded song. Pulling them off of her he slid them down to hang on her neck as he looked up at her. “Don’t be like that. Cause there’s other girls who will but then again I’m not asking them I’m asking, you.” 

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jules-bax​:

Juliana wasn’t going to explain herself to someone that she knew fucked around. She hadn’t been with anyone since her ex, and she wasn’t planning on it for a while. When she had walked out into the room, she glared at the guy trying to keep her from grabbing her own phone. She rolled her eyes at his comment. “Do not call me that. Ugh. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.” she shuddered, grabbed her phone and then sat down. She didn’t need to look at it right now, so she closed it and flipped her phone over so Luke couldn’t see if there was any other messages that were coming in. She could feel as it the air in the room was definitely not light anymore. Twisting her body to look over at him, she spoke, her voice clear. “Luke. I am a grown ass woman. I can handle myself. And I can handle the situation. I don’t need you to do something about it.” She paused. “Can you just forget about it?”

Lukes face twisted with a mixture of intrigue and disheartenment. “What crawled up your ass and died today Julianna?” he said using her full name to prove a point. He could take her bantering, most of the time they went back and forth like siblings or an old married couple it was neither here nor there. Either way he got a rise out of teasing her but also knew she’d throw his ass down and reality check him hard when it came to spitting facts. Sitting down he rested his arm over the back of the sofa and put his feet up on the coffee table, looking over at her he could sense she was getting all worked up. “Listen, I’m just looking out for you that’s all. I’m not shaming whatever you do in your free time I’m just telling you that although I know you could handle it yourself doesn’t mean you have to.” he shrugged his usual stoic expression returning. “It’s dropped. Now can we get back to ordering food or going out to do whatever before I cut off my right leg and eat it.” he muttered. 

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wtfnoa​:

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stella--ashford​:

Stella snapped her head to him hearing those words come out of his mouth so fast and she could feel her stomach flip. She had known what she was doing, and why she was doing it but she didn’t think he would’ve reacted the way he had. My girl..she kept her reaction minimal not wanting to give him the satisfaction that she got out of his reaction and she just laughed before looking over at him. She made her way behind his chair and ran her hands down his arms, her body coming down so her head is in the crook of his neck. “He’s harmless, no need to worry.” She whispered before leaving a small kiss on his neck, giving his arms a small squeeze. 

She made her way over to the other side of the booth where the other rolling chair was and grabbed it before making herself comfortable in the chair. Pulling her knees up to her chest she watched him work. She watched everything he did as the guys played their instruments. Every move he made had a reason and everything was so thought out and she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. It was like watching the best dancer in the world spin perfectly, he never faltered..never failed..and she couldn’t help but let her mind wander. What if this was her life, what if he was her life..

Her thoughts were cut off by the vibrations of his phone in her pocket, “It’s probably the food.” She said as she excused herself from the studio taking the call and then buzzing the delivery into the building, directing them where to go. She hung up the phone and leaned against the door behind her that was now separating her from what felt like loosing herself. She let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding onto, signed for the pizza and headed back into the room. “Don’t stop, I know what you like I’ll make you a plate!” She said before he could even say anything. It all felt too easy, too normal, she felt at peace for the first time in a long time. 

As Luke marinated in the words that left his mouth he knew what he meant by it and knew it would get the drummer’s eyes off her however he knew that with how things were going between him she probably wasn’t going to be thrilled about his choice of words. He contemplated clarifying what he meant for her but the way she reacted gave the opposite reaction of what he expected to come from her. Luke felt a shiver go down his spine and into his groin region. Swallowing hard he adjusted himself in the seat and cleared his throat. “I know. I was just saying it to get him off your back no need to read into it.” he fixated his eyes on the panel infront of him and adjusted the levels of the vocals. He hated brushing her off like this, because truthfully he did feel some sort of claim over her but what did that say about him if he right out of the gate let that known. It was probably just the high from the fact they hooked up twice in a span of 24hrs anyway. Or so he hoped.

The next few songs he just zoned out, doing what he did listening for all the right chords, notes and melodies that he was expecting from the group he had newly signed. He was surprisingly impressed with how smoothly this has been going. From the corner of his eye he saw Stella watching the process, her eyes at the moment not on him thankfully and his own blue-green orbs softened looking at her. The low light from the studio making her skin glisten, maybe it was the glow from the sweat of their sex either way she looked like an angel just propped up, he couldn’t tear his eyes away. 

Turning back to the music he saw her get distracted and so he averted his eyes back to work. Using the headphones he listened as he added some reverb to the track. Smiling to himself as he knew he made the right choice.  Luke nodded and waved her to go when she returned he went to speak but was glad to see she had him. When he saw her return close to him he grabbed the small of her waist and pulled it to him, planting her down on his leg to sit on his lap. He wanted her close, he didn’t know why but he just did. Opening his mouth he in a way asked for a bite, smiling up at her he wanted to kiss those lips again but chewed with a smirk, eyes locked on hers. “Delicious.” he said simply. “Stay the night with me.” he nonchalantly.

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strawbcrywine​:

kinsey still wasn’t really sure what she was looking for when going on tinder dates so when one thing led to another on their date and she woke up to an empty bed, she wasn’t overly upset about it. she didn’t want anything more with him so she didn’t mind. since then, they had been hanging out as friends or whatever they needed at the time.

“maybe if someone hadn’t kept feeding me more tequila shots…” she teased as she rubbed her temples, trying to get rid of the headache. “there better be another coffee somewhere or i might still barf on your sofa.”

“In my defense I think it was someone in this room, I won’t name names who begged me to go shot for shot with them however...I am about at least four feet taller and two of you in weight. I train every week..” he chuckled walking over to the fridge to get her a cold water and into the cabinet to get some aspirin. “Here. You need hydration. So finish this then we can go grab coffee and something greasy to soak up everything else.” he said handing her the bottle and plopping down next to her. “I’ve got to admit though. Drunk Kins is fun..” he smirked. 

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stella--ashford​:

She finished getting dressed before he did and she watched him move around and gather his stuff pulling his shirt on knowing she was staring but she couldn’t help herself. She bit on the side of her cheek and grinned thinking about what those hands were doing to her only mere minutes ago. She pushed the thought of her head, something she was doing a lot of. She couldn’t help herself, she knew him she knew his coffee order and how he liked his burger cooked. She also knew how meticulous he was at his job and how he gets these lines on his forehead when he’s really deep into working on something he likes. She knows what it’s like to watch him work out a problem and solve it and the look on his face when he figured it out by himself. She was his friend. She was his artist. She thought about what would happen if the media got a hold of what was going on, she’d be the slut that slept her way to the top. She knew that’s how it would spin and she could feel the bile rising in her throat just thinking about it. Another thought she pushed out of her mind. 

She couldn’t help the chuckle that left her throat as she read his face so easily. She was happy to keep him company in the studio, helping if they need it. She liked watching him work. “Sounds like you have a fun mix going on today.” She nodded, she felt her stomach do a flip when he said he trusted her, she couldn’t remember the last time she ever told someone that. “You do, now do you?” She wiggled her brows keeping the mood light. “Is it because i’m so talented and amazing that I make all your work better?” She joked leaning into his touch and grabbing his phone. She unlocked it easily and dialed the number for the pizza place down the street. 

She watched as the door swung open and the guys all came back in, while she still had the phone up to her ear and she ordered she got a glimpse of the band members as they walked past her into the booth. The last guy walking past her she watched him double take to notice her again, feeling his eyes travel up and down her body and connect with hers before smiling at her. She smiled back, knowing exactly what he was thinking and she chuckled to herself as he tripped slightly over his own two feet before turning her attention back to the task at hand. 

She ordered the pizza and walked over to the board and pressed the mic button as she watched Luke get comfortable in his chair, “Hi y’all, i’m Stella i’ll be sticking around for the rest of your session as long as that’s okay with you?” She didn’t look at any other members of the band except the guy who was now getting settled behind the drums and they locked eyes again before she visibly checked him out like he had done to her. “I know y’all are gonna kill it in there. Luke here has said your sound is great!” She looked over at him and smiled.

It was easy to steal glances at the girl when she wasn’t looking. Besides the almost intoxicating sexual desire he held for her, he felt this sort of undeniable chemistry both sexually and outside of the bedroom. It was like playing chess and she was the queen’s gambit. Almost seeing his moves already before he’d done them and matching them or even better checking his ass. Luke smirked underneath cool expression he wore. It was odd to find a sort of easiness in all of this. It was almost a little too easy, like they’ve been doing this dance for awhile now. How easily they can shift back into work and friend mode was comforting. Luke never knew balance it was either all of something or nothing but with Stella it felt like it could be a balance, but he knew she wasn’t going to be the one to chase him for something more serious and in that he found a sort of comfort he didn’t in most situations like this. However, there was apart of him that let himself wonder, as he watched the way she pulled on her clothes, the softness of her skin, the way her blonde hair cascaded down her back.. maybe.. he thought. 

Pulling himself back into the present he looked  at her now fully dressed, “Yeah it’s going to be interesting. I think the food and you will be a nice cleanse for my brain between each session.” he justified with a chuckle. He liked how she playfully teased him back, keeping the energy light he leaned in looking down onto her, his eyes meeting hers he grinned, “If every session was as easy as yours I’d be home a lot earlier most nights. But then again maybe not..” he said letting his fingertips move up her arm before turning back to get the guys set up knowing she had it under control.

Sitting in his chair he was in only mere moments before Stella and him made the studio their own personal playroom he readjusted his focus and grabbed the headset while the guys did a soundcheck on their instruments. Pushing up some of the buttons he prepared on his end, Stella stealing his attention as she spoke over the mic. Luke’s stoic expression softened, almost into a soft laugh as he saw the guys expressions and he knew exactly what they were thinking cause damn, he was thinking it too.  As soon as she let go he took over and spoke, “Correction it better be fucking okay because she’s not leaving. And Barry how about you stick to drumming instead of checking my girl out. Thanks Mate.” he said his voice taking a more stern tone. “Let’s fucking get to it I don’t want to be here all night.” he said his demeanor having changed now that he sensed competition. “Alright.

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dakctas​:

“i am staying calm,” she practically snapped, something so unusual for her that she’d probably regret and think about the reaction a million times over later. thanks a lot, universe. she’d miss her interview, it was inevitable now. all that prep she’d done and for what? she’d only worked harder trying to land the interview and now it was all slipping away from her. pressing her palms to her eyelids, dakota did her best to take a deep breath and not cry or even scream at the sudden turn of events as she strayed from the panel. 1, 2, 3, 4, she breathed, counting slowly to herself. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, she held. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, she exhaled. “i’m sorry,” she finally muttered, embarrassed, but back in control. she was still feeling a little flushed as she turned to face him, a sudden shred of hope finding the tensed curves of her features at his question. without another thought, she’d switched focus and dug through her bag for her phone, breathing a sigh of relief when she’d found it tucked between the pages of her sketchbook. she swiftly unlocked it with her thumb only to huff in result, words deflated. “i- no service. what about an operator button…do you see one?“

Luke’s brows furrowed, his head sort of snapping in her direction at her tone. Most of the time women tip-toed around him, so in awe with his aura and looks, prestige even that they didn’t act this out of line. Then again his best friend was Jules and she’d tell him how big of a prick he was being if he was on his death bed so. Despite his own frustration he noticed the girl probably snapped at him due to her own mental distress she seemed to be going through. He let her do whatever tactics she was in the process of while fumbling through his bag to see if he had anything to help them. Dropping the bag he tried to press any of the buttons on the panel sounding the bell a few times which luckily worked and then pulled the emergency button out. It was a matter of time before someone realized they were in here and his assistant would surely be wondering where he was if he wasn’t there by his second meeting. So in Luke’s mind it was just a waiting game. He had one protein bar and a water in his bag that was enough for a time if they needed it. Finally assessing his own situation he then turned to the girl, his face still furrowed in confusion trying to read her. His face softened as she whispered her apology, for some reason he felt some sort of softness around her. “I pushed it already.” he said taking her phone from her and trying to intently focus on calling the top three numbers who’d get them out of this mess. Looking up at her from under the screen, “When you were uh- breathing..” he clarified. “Listen. The Arconia isn’t going to let us just sit in here and rot. It’ll be like at most an hour before someone catches on so take a breath again or something. If you’re hungry help yourself I got a water and protein bar in my bag.” 

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incoming text from anthony >> producer man upstairs

anthony: well then look we answered the question of me being lame

anthony: thank you for letting me feel cool for like 2 seconds though

anthony: 10000% serious bro..

anthony: we also had like a fight when she found out i was back and have been avoiding each other since

anthony: to be completely honest ... i dont know i guess i just missed her being in my life..

luke: we all have to have our moments i guess

luke: well avoiding here kinda sounds super like a red flag? why ignore her if you want her back..?

luke: listen all I'm gonna say is my track record with females and trying to get them back is pretty low. Most of the time women know they deserve better and by the time we realize what we want its too late. if you want her be sure of it before pursuing her again.

luke: if she's down for just being friends awesome if its more than that its all or nothing man she's not gonna just let you in so easily though.

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novaleereign​:

she laughed lightly nodding her head because she knew he was right. it was all she needed and she was going to accept it because she knew he’d tell her otherwise if she had to worry. her brows furrowed at his next question as she looked down at the book in her lap and she shook her head, “um it was a package from caine.. i didn’t open it yet but-” she lifted her shoulders in a shrug, “it can’t be good coming from him.” she said softly looking back over to him knowing the last time she got something from the male it was divorce papers so she could only imagine what was inside the box waiting for her in her room now. nodding her head she listened to his words making mental notes to set her alarm then shook her head, “i don’t think tequila will help me record the song, it may you know get me to cry way more than i possibly could but i’m good with just water and tea. i’m a simple gal.” she laughed lightly, “no dramatics from me.” 

“Oh fuck.” he blurted at the announcement of who the package was. Suddenly his face distorted in expression, “What the fuck does he want with you? Hasn’t he had enough toying with your emotions?” he asked coming off more defensive than he planned. However he knew all the girls he’d ever screwed over were rolling their eyes right now at his statement being he was usually the one to toy with peoples emotions a little too much. Luke got his mind off that track, this wasn’t about him after-all he told himself. Taking mental note he nodded and chuckled, “Listen I don’t shame pre-recording rituals.” he held his hands up in defense. “But tea and water will be there when you arrive.” he quickly shot a text to his assistant to make sure he didn’t forget nor did she. “Speaking of dramatics back to this box.. I’d feel safer if you opened it near me. What if that bloke put something sick or dangerous in there..” he said rationalizing his thoughts aloud. 

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jules-bax​:

Juliana was good seeing through everyone’s New York facade. She could see that there was something about Luke that had everyone fooled. But, she was the type to try to crack the code. Somehow, she did. She matched him with the same bullshit attitude that he had given and she felt as if she had gotten some sort of respect from him in return. 

She was changing out of her clothes, and putting sweats on that she had packed to go to his place when she heard his call from the kitchen. Rolling her eyes, she knew it obviously had something to do with her side job. “Put my phone down, or ill kick your ass.” she yelled from his bedroom. She had kept her job a secret for a good amount of time being here, and this was not the time to share that. Throwing on the shirt, and coming out of the bedroom, she sighed. “Do you do this with everyone? Look at people’s messages?” She grabbed her phone out of his hand. “Also, no it wasn’t warranted, but I’m just going to delete it anyway, so there’s no reason to kick someones teeth in.” Honestly she had figured it was someone who wanted something in return, to which she’d respond later. 

Luke wasn’t going to listen to her demands, holding the phone and inspecting the subject that was said photo. Of course he was grossed out but then again his mind started to go off on what Jules was into. Somehow he tried to stop it from going there but when she came out of the room wearing a loose fitting t-shirt he couldn’t help when his glance took a second longer than it should of. Diverting his eyes he cleared his throat and held the phone above his head. “Yeah not happening. Why is this freak sending my girl photos?” Luke teased her, a cheeky grin playing across his expression. Stepping onto his leather couch to gain even more height from her. Although his efforts were triumphant for only a mere couple of seconds before she swiped the device from him and he plopped down next to her. “Well I was going to connect your phone to my speaker and well I was greeted by that ...” he feigned disgust and shook his head. “Ju you know if someone is giving you an issue I can do something about it right? I don’t want you walking the streets feeling like this creep who thought it was hot to send you a picture of his package is out there trying to Ted Bundy your ass or something.” 

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wtfnoa​:

“you’re telling me nothing new here” she said smiling at the other. the girl knew how he slept and what type of sheets he had on his bed, like he probably knew how she slept. they were together for a while and were between both apartments. she knew a few things had changed since he was last here but it was good, it was showing him that she wasn’t gonna wait around for him to get his act together. wasn’t going to show him that he had broken her. “i will admit its cool. so thank you. add a little something extra to my apartment” noa said looking at him. “its this week. so ive got a few events to host and i think im in one show. which will be fun. but it will be a very busy week” the said looking at luke. “oh well that’s good then. hopefully they get some new stuff out there. i’m sure you can persuade them to do so since you’re so good at it”

Luke teased her rolling his eyes, of course she knew how he slept, where he slept and the words they exchanged between those sheets were the most honest he’s ever been with someone. The boy instantly felt a pang of guilt in his chest not that it wasn’t already there but he knew what they had was real and that’s partly a reason he ran and he wished at times he, well, he didn’t. Keeping his exterior cool he cocked his eyebrow at her admission of the coolness of the lightbulb. Luke nodded, “You’re welcome.” he beamed. As he listened he was in shock, “wow that’s insane. I can only imagine the stress and shit.” he mused about. Looking over at Noa he gently smiled, “I try my best.” he shrugged. “So uh- this week.. If you happen to like need food delivered or something or wanna grab a bite if you have a late night or something.. I should be around..” he trailed looking at her from across the counter. 

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novaleereign​:

she laughed lightly shaking her head at his words as she took the book back and she looked down at it for a moment, “it’s not picasso level just yet but thank you.” she looked back at him, “ i mean i didn’t plan on writing it after downing a half of bottle of wine. a package came that led to it and then i saw the book and writing down everything i was feeling felt like i had to.” she lifted her shoulders a bit in a shrug after she spoke because in reality getting the gift from caine was what led to the bottle being opened. the words came easily right after and knew the moment she left here she’d go and actually open the box. turning back to look over at him she gave a nod, she knew he’d never steer her in the wrong direction. she had people of her past that she worked with do just that but with luke it was different, “yeah i can definitely get there tomorrow i don’t have anything planned really so i can go and record.” she agreed with another nod as she sat up a little straighter listening to him talk a smile breaking out onto her features. “i’ll be there. just tell me a time and i’ll be there early ready to work.”

Shaking his head he waved her off, “well it’s good. And coming from me that’s a stamp you’d need in this industry.” he said not intentionally trying to sound cocky. Luke wasn’t one to pry not only was he just not that kinda person but most of the times to put in plainly he just didn’t care. However being their so-called friendship lately he decided fuck it. “What kinda gift we talking?” he asked cocking an eyebrow. “Like good gift or bad? Because the song was sad so I’m trying to read you here..” he dryly chuckled some. With a bow of his head in agreement he looked at the girl, “Wonderful. I have a meeting with a group but let my assistant know that I said to come and she’ll let you into the free booth to warm up. Be there by 6:45 I will get in about 7:30.” he said mentally walking through his day. “ Do you need anything already waiting for you there? Lemon drops, tea, throat spray, tequila...” he met plenty of divas in the past who had their crazy pre-recording rituals to get their voice right before recording he didn’t know if that was her thing or not. 

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wtfnoa​:

“yeah yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night” she giggled as she took another sip of her water. it had felt like ages since the two of them laughed together or were even in her suite together. the last time there were both here they had an argument and it didn’t end well. she quickly removed the image from her mind. “oh so sorry. a colour changing one. my god who knew the just because i changes colour it was twice the work” the girl said looking at her. “a few but its mostly just preparing for the big galas that are coming up. lots of meetings and shoots” she said looking looking at him. “oh yeah. any new signs?”

“It does. And I sleep naked too on my silk sheets.” he teased back. It felt weird being back in her place. It almost felt like he didn’t deserve it or as if he had missed a few chapters and was trying to take in all the new changes he’d missed. He chewed his bottom lip, “Not twice the work but c’mon it’s a tad cooler. You can set the mood now so easy.” he said turning to open the app on his phone and tap it to read. “See?” he switched it back. Nodding she looked at the girl and wondered if this is all she’d been up to. He knew if she knew the truth about what he’s been doing since they had sorta ended things she’d be upset, even more upset with him than she already most definitely was. “Very cool. When’s fashion week again?” he asked. “Ah there’s always new signs. But we’ve been trying to push our leading artist to release some new stuff, yano get the the streams up on social media and such.”

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novaleereign​:

when he had opened the door she paused looking up at him noticing the droplets of water covering him, “oh um sorry i-” she paused, “i got really excited and i yeah..” she gave a nod as she stepped inside keeping her eyes in the direction of the couch, or trying to at least before she looked over her shoulder nodding a bit, “yeah no take your time. i’ll be right here.” she said pointing to the cushion before she sat letting out a deep breath. she knew not to be nervous but it was luke, and she usually didn’t write music, and this was her being as vulnerable as she could be right now. she looked down at her book and read over the words to the song she had written. once he came back and motioned to the book she was frozen for just a second before she handed over the books. as he read her eyes stayed locked on him reading the words she had written that she let poured out of her heart onto the pages, her knee bounced as the nerves ran through her. she gave a nod a small smile starting to tease at her lips, “yeah… i was maybe a half of bottle of wine in and i couldn’t stop writing… as soon as i finished i knew i had to show you..” she said softly before she perked up just a bit, “really? like you really think so? its not too much?”

Luke didn’t think twice about his appearance at first, but as he took in Novalee’s gaze he realized maybe he should get dressed. Usually the female gaze was one he adored but he didn’t want her to think he wasn’t serious about her music. As he re-read the lyrics, he could envision her voice already playing through the radio speakers everywhere. It was part of this gift Luke had where he could just sense things were going to be a hit. So far, he hadn’t been wrong yet. Luke saw the pain in the lyrics, and how the heartbreak can bring out such deep emotion that millions will be able to relate to even in a sense him-although he’d never admit it. The part of about showing a version of yourself to someone when your guard is down and how special that makes a connection.. he knew it all too true. Swallowing he handed the book back. “well fuck. I wish when I drank a bottle of jack I’d become picasso.” he laughed dryly. “Not that I want you to become an alcoholic but it happened to benefit in your favor.” He crossed his leg and nodded, “Totally. Nova you know I’d be blunt with you. Do you think you can get into the studio tomorrow? I want you to lay down the track as soon as you can so we can release it as a limited single. I think it’s going to skyrocket you-truly.”

[fym-lukegrey]

stella--ashford​:

[Time Jump]

Luke lay on the floor of the recording booth not able to move, his body instantly feeling the aftermath of what was becoming a habit of Stella and his. He stared at the ceiling, the post-nut clarity sinking in but more so the replaying of events that seemed to unfold so quickly yet in slow motion in his mind. If he let himself lay in these thought any longer he knew he’d be ready for round two but he knew he had clients to see and that this was like dessert before dinner. In the silence that filled a room that was used to hearing sound he rested with one arm out, feeling her blonde hair sweep across his bicep, his palm resting on his bare chest he mulled about how they didn’t get this kind of moment after last night. Last nigh was quick and raw and honestly a mix of a lot of things and exhaustion consumed him before he could act on them. 

The whole situation confused him, he was usually the type to chase-get some- and retract however when it came to her he felt this odd sense of comfortability with their situation and no need to run. Not only were they mutually friends before any of this but he was her boss so to speak. Luke looked out for her in a friend way but also a business aspect. He wanted her to be successful and be able to hang out with her when he wasn’t flooded in the studio however it was hard to erase the fact that there was this sexual desire between them both that consumed him. Of course when he was seeing Noa he didn’t fathom it but Stella is someone that he could have his cake and eat it too- be friends and have the joys of climaxing with. Luke started to feel overwhelmed by all this serious thinking of how unprofessional this was and how if it got out he’d be fucked. Social media would eat him alive and leave no crumbs that was a given. Not that he thought it would get out, Stella was discreet and knew her career was also on the line however he was timid. As he felt her leave his body he decided to dress as well. Hoping the smell of sex would fade away before he brought the guys back in. Buckling his pants he shrugged, “This indie band. They’re pretty good. I think they have a mix between the fray and tame impala vibe. It works for them. A rapper..” he looked at her his eyes saying it all. ‘Which I met on the subway of all things and said he could lay a track down. And uh well then, you.” Luke offered a small side grin. Pulling the black t-shirt over his head he began to lace his boots, a dry chuckle escaping as he looked up at her. “As much as you are, I think we can survive. Also I’d like you to hang back, maybe can order some food while I work with these next two appointments..you can give me your opinion on them. I trust it believe it or not.” he said genuinely. Luke crossed to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Here. Order something, I’m going to bring the guys back in.” he said handing her his phone. 

[fym-lukegrey]

🦋💀⚡️

🦋 a loving text.

-5:16pm: you're dumb.

-5:16pm: come grab a beer and a slice of pizza from downtown?

💀 an urgent text.

-11:52am: did you swipe my card the other night to buy a 18$ bag of chips or did some boujee hobo steal my credit card?!

⚡ an angry text.

-4:04am: you bloody liar you watched ahead of our show without me!