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Cinnamon Roll with Lemon Curd #1 "I saw you. I saw you together" and Sprinkles (location: Montauk) (maybe reader x Luke are dating and have been for a couple years and then he cheated during a Fourth of July bar trip with the guys at Montauk and she saw while she was talking to Jack and then she left and went to the bar where Trev and Rempe are and her and Rempe hit it off until they get photographed together a little too friendly, Luke gets mad/upset bc Jack told him you left)

(Something like that)

Order #1: Cinnamon Roll w/ Lemon Curd #1 and Sprinkles!!

Warnings: Angst and bad writing!

A/N: Sorry! This took way too long! This could’ve been SO much better. I’m a little rusty in the writing department right now!

Your heart must’ve skipped a beat when you saw it. Blood rushed to your ears. Jack’s mouth was moving, rambling on about something you could no longer hear. Your body felt frozen in time, limbs still. It was like the world had stopped, paused in that very moment.

Like everything had darkened, and the only spotlight was on Luke. His hand on her hips.

His lopsided smile planted on her lips.

Your throat went dry. You closed your eyes, waiting for the image to disappear, hoping your drunk mind was just playing tricks on you. But when you opened them, his hands were still all over her. His lips were still on hers.

Jack had turned to look too now, his jaw clenched. “Y/N—”

You shook your head, not wanting to hear whatever excuse Jack was about to make up for his little brother.

You had to get out of that bar. Needed somewhere quieter, somewhere you could breathe. Somewhere you could process what had just happened

You found Trevor and Rempe at the next bar, just down the street. They were already a few drinks in. You’d met Trevor a few times before at the lake house, and the vibe had always been friendly. You had barely ordered your drink when Rempe slapped his card down, offering to pay. He was flirty, and you were… drunk. You didn’t stop him when he put an arm around you at the bar, even though, in the back of your mind, you knew you probably should have.

And when he slid into the seat next to you at the table, you gently rested your hand on his thigh. A friendly gesture, if anything. You hadn’t meant anything by it. And you definitely hadn’t noticed the flash of someone’s camera.

The next morning, Luke didn’t say anything.

Just slid his phone across the counter, the picture of you and Rempe staring back at you.

Your shoulders dipped. “Luke—”

“Were you going to tell me?” he asked, his anger evident across his face.

“I saw you. I saw you together.” Your voice cracked. You couldn’t believe he was confronting you like this, like he hadn’t cheated on you in front of an entire bar.

“Saw who?”

“You and that girl. In the bar. I saw you, Luke. With her. I’m surprised Jack didn’t tell you.”

His face dropped. “Y/N, that was nothing, okay? She kissed me and that’s it. That’s all that happened.”

“It didn’t look like nothing to me.” Your tone sharp. Luke sighed and stepped toward you, but you stepped back.

“Don’t touch me.” You shook your head. “Please, Luke. I need time to think about this.” Your voice felt caught in your throat, and when your words came out they felt distant.

“Time?” He scoffed. “Is that why you were with Rempe last night?”

“Don’t make this about him. I’m not the one who cheated, Luke. You did.”

“I don’t know that,” he snapped. “Those pictures looked pretty convincing, Y/N.”

“You can’t be serious right now. You don’t trust me?” Your voice rose. “Nothing happened, Luke. You cheated. I saw it. And he, he comforted me. Because you weren’t there. You weren’t with me. Where you should’ve been.”

Luke shook his head, lips parting.

“I’m sorry. Okay? I’m sorry. I should’ve ended things the second she kissed me. I should’ve found you right after. I’m sorry, Y/N.”

Now you were the one shaking your head. You grabbed your purse from the kitchen counter and headed toward the door.

“No, Luke. You shouldn’t have been with any girl other than me. Not like that.”

“Where are you going? Let’s talk about this—” His voice cracked, tears laced behind the words.

“I have somewhere to be,” you said quietly, not turning around. “We’ll talk about this later.”

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Welcome to Sugarhughes' Bakery!! To order first, choose a base dessert. The dessert will decide who you want the request to be about. You may choose more than one dessert if you're really hungry. You may order as many times as you like.

Cinnamon Roll (Luke Hughes)

Brownie (Jack Hughes)

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live footage of me going online everyday and seeing luke hughes still hasn't signed that damn contract

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Oh, I miss them.

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call it what you want I luke hughes

social media au luke hughes x childhood best friend!

Summary: Rosalie and Luke have confirmed their relationship now they must combat the rumors and survive long distance while she’s at UMich and he’s in New Jersey.

FC: Rosalie has no face claim, she's just blonde.

Warnings: None to my knowledge! I do not own any of the photos used.

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lhughes_06

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lhughes_06 year 1. Let’s go NJ🔥

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rosalieadams so proud of you Lukey lhughes_06 liked

username she couldn’t have said anything better than “so proud of you” 🙄

username LFG!!!

dylanduke25 no 1319 but looks good

username ate this up

username please marry me

jackhughes rusty

frannyolsen

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frannyolsen i don’t want autumn to be over

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user841 some football player i think?

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rosalieadams ???

username booooo

dylanduke25 🔥

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jackhughes you do charity work now?

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call it what you want I luke hughes

social media au luke hughes x childhood best friend!

Summary: Rosalie reappears after taking a 6 month social media break. Fans begin to suspect her and a certain hockey player are dating.

FC: Rosalie has no face claim, she's just blonde.

Warnings: None to my knowledge! I do not own any of the photos used.

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rosalieadams

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rosalieadams Ann Arbor’s growing on me

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lhughes_06 💙💛

rosalieadams real subtle pooks

username not Luke commenting omg

username waiting for jack to comment patiently

_quinnhughes Welcome to umich. Proud of you Rosie!

username Luke this, jack that… Quinn is the brother she should be with!

username gorg

trevorzegras they got you too?

rosalieadams shut up Trevor!

jackhughes I got something you can cheer for!

rosalieadams Jack Rowden Hughes.

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes get off instagram. don’t you have a job to do?

rosalieadams

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rosalieadams date night?

Tagged; @/lukehughes

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katiiebrenner cutie pie

username my favorite couple

user482 uhh they just announced how?

alleadams my heart is so happy for you

lhughes_06 love you. thanks for supporting me.

rosalieadams love you the most-est

username clearly you need college. “love you more” would’ve been fine.

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rosalieadams oh now you have nothing to say?

jackhughes I was giving the people what they needed

username screaming y’all are so cute

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edwards.73 W post

username not luke eating the spaghetti with his hands

dylanduke25 This made me hungry

rosalieadams that happens to me when I see Luke too

username all the hockey guys commenting is so funny to me

rutgermcgroarty 3rd pic? Spaghetti?

rosalieadams man idk

edwards.73 no forks? @/lukehughes

lhughes_06 @rosalieadams not you exposing me

rosalieadams I warned you I was gonna take a pic. 👀 He dropped his fork on the ground and couldn’t wait for the waitress to bring another one.

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call it what you want I luke hughes

social media au luke hughes x childhood best friend

Summary: Rosalie reappears after taking a 6 month social media break. Fans begin to suspect her and a certain hockey player are dating.

FC: Katie doesn’t really have a face claim either but I use Madison Beer and Olivia Rodrigo a lot. Francesca doesn’t have one either but I use Sadie Sink and Madeline Pestch often.

Warnings: None to my knowledge! I do not own any of the photos used.

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katiiebrenner summer at the ranch

Tagged; @frannyolsen

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user293 you mean @/jackhughes?

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jackhughes you weren’t calling me Quinn’s little brother when we were in bed?

username say what now?!

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username horses scare me

username is that a mans hand?

rosalieadams

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rosalieadams food + hockey = happy

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edwards.73 dreamy

rosalieadams get out of here loser!

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frannyolsen wonder who took those 👀

jackhughes apparently I did

username New Jersey devils? #86?

user37 no I think she’s dating Luke cause he posted a blonde girl a few weeks ago!

user42 jack seems way more her type

username I’m so confused is she dating Luke or Jack?

username this is so weird. literally just say who you’re dating.

frannyolsen

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frannyolsen 3rd year in the Big House 💙💛

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rosalieadams feels good to be back rooting for the same team!! 💙💛

edwards.73 GO BLUE!

username I swear he comments on every girls post

username perfection

markestapa blessed the feed

user29 is he flirting rn?

rosalieadams bruh

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username So, are you and Rosalie living together?

frannyolsen she’s living in her sorority house and I’m living in the dance house this semester.

username YESS GO BLUE OMFG

username no picture with Rosalie?

username Rosalie is on the cheer team not the dance team!

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call it what you want | luke hughes

social media au luke hughes x childhood best friend!

Summary: Rosalie reappears after taking a 6 month social media break. Fans begin to suspect her and a certain hockey player are dating.

FC: Alle's face claim is Sofia Richie. Rosalie has no face claim, she's just blonde, but I use Sydney Sweeney frequently.

Warnings: None to my knowledge! I do not own any of the photos used.

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rosalieadams

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rosalieadams did you miss me?

Tagged; @katiiebrenner

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username Why did Quinn Hughes like?

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username I know who that guy is I think…

user72 spill it then or shut up.

user032 well sense you were rude I’m gate keeping.

rosalieadams

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rosalieadams break up with me already album out everywhere now!!

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alleadams I’m so proud of you sis.

katiiebrenner I’m so obsessed

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username not a bad song!!

username uhmmm why did Jack Hughes like??

rosaliefan07 cause it’s a good album

frannyolsen on repeat!! so proud of you bestie

username Hey! None of us want you here!!

dixiedamelio congrats rosie! it’s so good!

username it sucks

coletteadams Proud Mom Moment!!!

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username she is soooo dating Jack Hughes

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call it what you want | luke hughes

social media au luke hughes x childhood best friend!

Summary: Rosalie reappears after taking a 6 month social media break. Fans begin to suspect her and a certain hockey player are dating.

FC: Alle’s face claim is Sofia Richie. Rosalie has no face claim, she’s just blonde, but I use Sydney Sweeney frequently.

Warnings: None to my knowledge! I do not own any of the photos used.

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alleadams

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alleadams soaking in the sun

Tagged; @rosalieadams

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username is that Rosalie??

username Europe??

username so pretty alle

username My favorite sisters!!!

username please tell your sister to start posting again!!

lhughes_06

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lhughes_06 summer☀️

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hockeyfan LUUUKKEEE

user09 excuse me who is that in #4???

user02 I’m sobbing. There’s no way Luke got a girlfriend this summer.

user40 WHO IS SHE???

dylanduke25 lookin good

user86 I’m so done. All 3 Hughes brothers are taken now?

jackhughes slide 4?!

user37 praying that’s his cousin

user28 I feel sick to my stomach

user07 the soft launch

celebfanpage

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celebfanpage Rosalie Adams is spotted in public, leaving a recording studio, for the first time in months. Her social media has also been made public again but she has yet to post or make any public statement.

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username no one asked her or wanted her to come back!,

username sign of life!!!!

rosaliefan2 THE RECORDING STUDIO?!

user48 Omg imagine she releases music

user2 stop I’m so excited rn

user29 her sister also posted her on instagram!!

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username We don’t care! Hope this helps :)

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Editing and rewriting this series, cause looking back I feel like some parts were rushed!

call it what you want | luke hughes

social media au luke hughes x childhood best friend!

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rosalieadams

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rosalieadams happiest two years of my life

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user937 the way he didn’t like it is sending me LMAO

username cutest couple ever!!

user20 uhhh remind me isn’t she like 19 and he’s 24?

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username girl, do better plz. we are begging!!

username I’m a ruke\lukalie truther because notice how Luke refuses to like the posts Bryson is in.

username no I noticed that too! he def is in love with her.

username No, he is not in love with her. They are family friends. Hockey is his true love!

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rosalieadams

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therosalieadams life recently…

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alleadams okay the purples not too bad…

user92 purple looks GREAT on her. stay sad she didn’t follow the fam and go to umich #LSUONTOP

frannyolsen miss you! come visit umich soon!!

user92 we’re tired of hearing about umich. she chose LSU for Bryson.

lsucheerleader06 best teammate ever!!

katiiebrenner pretty girl!! ����

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celebfanpage

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celebfanpage Paparazzi releases pictures of NFL star Bryson Cooper cheating on Rosalie Adams with her longtime friend Maia Robillard. Neither Rosalie, Maia, or Bryson has commented. Rosalie appears to have deleted all pictures of him off her Instagram.

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user02 that’s tuff

username he had NO shame lmao. literally out in the open.

footballfan always thought Rosalie was ugly… he upgraded

user03 bffr other way around

rosaliefangirl that’s messed up. hope she’s okay.

user23 this is so fake omggg

footballguy92 hooray! I’ve always been a proud Rosalie hater and always will be!

rosaliefan get a life weirdo

username I’m sorry but this actually makes me so happy!!!

rosaliefanpage

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rosaliefanpage Rosalie Adams tweets about Bryson Cooper following their alleged breakup after paparazzi released pictures of him cheating.

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username I’d be proud if I never heard her name again.

username Now why would she say that?

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username she’s getting so much hate on Twitter right now omg.

username Apparently they actually broke up weeks ago? I don’t think he cheated.

username how does she get cheated on, make a tweet expressing her anger, and then get hate and he gets nothing but love???

username Her best friend told the paps that she’s actually a bitch irl and that Maia and Bryson didn’t cheat cause they were broken up already.

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username She couldn’t of stolen him, they were dating first, she introduced Maia and Bryson.

username HOLYCRAP she just deleted and/or deactivated all her socials

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username I’ve been trying to tell y’all! She can buy a pretty face and body but her personality will always be ugly.

rosaliefanpage please take your hate off my page. this isn’t even true.

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Can we have sweet luke seeing you in a sundress and getting horny

Hey there, my sweet lovely. There was a specific time I had been—still am—a menace with sundresses thots. My main witness: @ajuice-matts (<- this girl started it, I fear. She sent me wild thoughts about it, especially tugging on the top WHAT), and my lovely friends here who got me yapping about sundresses. Also, special mention @definitelynotdomanique (-> I remember the tits or ass convo we got and it really stayed in my head). Now, now, I hope I wrote this well enough. I included a bonus content here in your POV. Like always, it is optional but it does contain a glimpse of the date. Also, excuse his hat in the picture, he's just Lukey. His curls are immaculate, aren't they? I wanna tug on it. So cute!!

Sundresses and Summer Dates

TW/CW: 18+ MDNI, Smut and Fluff, Slight Oral Sex (f receiving), Unprotected sex (please be safe! Use protections!), Lukey being horny, Slight car sex detail (in Bonus; the SLIGHTEST (one small paragraph); careful where you get intimate, lovelies)

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Luke audibly gulps when you step out of the walk-in closet with that flowy dress that swishes below your knees and its color is making you glow. His eyes trail to the tiny flowers printed and embroidered on the fabric. It looks so beautiful on you. You look beautiful.

He gulps hard, thanking his decision to wear black pants and a loose-fitted button-down shirt which he got half-tucked into his pants. He promised to be normal for your date today. He already feels hot and bothered. How can he not when his sweet girl looks so amazing? This is not good for him. He will probably—

His thoughts trail when he notes the way you tighten the string on your low neckline. Pulling it makes your cleavage appear delectable, meaning he might as well be drooling. He's so mesmerized by your tits. He just wants to grab them and bury his face on it. As you step, he notices the slit running up your thigh. It isn't too pronounced but he can see it. The flowy skirt swishes to give him a glimpse of your leg and he might die. He's in so much trouble, isn't he? There's no way he can survive the whole date. No. Way.

He freezes when your eyes meet his. You smile at him. He may as well burst at the seams, his cheeks burning, as you stop so close to him. You stare up at him with wide eyes emphasized by your mascara and a slightly shimmery eyeshadow. You're so pretty.

"Can you help tighten the strings for me, Lukey?" You ask so sweetly. When he helplessly nods, his voice failing him, you grin. "Make sure to fix the part that cinches too. Please."

"Mmhmm," he hums, nodding with determination, some of his curls bouncing on his temple, brushing his reddening ears.

He honestly doesn't know how to tighten your dress, but he can tie his skates, so how hard can it be?

After a few seconds of him tugging and fixing what you told him to fix, he realizes it isn't hard but a bit confusing. He panics whenever you tell him to pull it tighter, but after ten minutes, he finishes his task, his lips turning into a proud smile when you give him a kiss.

"Thank you, Lukey," you murmur against his lips, your hands smoothing over his chest, down his abdomen, hooking into his belt hoops. You smile, tugging him forward, making him wrap his arms around you. "Oh, what's this?"

He shudders. His secret is all out. His hard-on presses against you. He literally can't speak as you giggle at his problem. Why are you so cruel? He's suffering from your gorgeousness and you're laughing at him.

"We have a date, Lukey." You pout, your hands pupping open his pants. "We got a flower arrangement workshop and beach! I wanna go to the beach." You shake your head, lecturing him when you're the one unzipping him, the one crumpling his shirt, and the one slipping your hand into his briefs to wrap around his cock. "Lukey, you're so hard."

"You're being so fucking mean," he gasps, stumbling with his words, stepping back against the wall, grunting when you step closer. You start to jerk him off and he's losing it. "I just..."

"You just?" You urge, your eyes falling on his lips, your thumb teasing over his slit.

"I just needed a minute then you—Fuck!" He hissed when you trace a finger from his base to his tip, when you smeared his pre-cum around his head then down his length. He panted, "W-we'll be late for the workshop."

Luke is the one who found that workshop and signed you both up when he saw your excitement after he mentioned it. He only aims to please, to see you happy, while also to experience that with you. He loves it when he makes you laugh or excited or happy or giddy. He loves it all.

Although, right now, when you're kissing the corner of his lips, not letting him kiss you, when the soft glide of your hands makes him shiver, when all he wants is to take you to bed and fuck you, he is doubting that you two should go at all. It suddenly doesn't matter that he carefully planned this day. Maybe he could reschedule everything. Afterall, it is summer.

"I am sweet, and I..." Your warm breaths fan over his lips, pushing him further into a haze with his heart pounding in his ears. "…know that the workshop is in two hours, and the drive is just half an hour. So..."

With his hands coming up to your cheek and your nape, Luke pulls you into a kiss, a soft gentle peck turning into a feral mash of your lips and his, as he rolled his hips to thrust into your hand. Your touch is so perfect, but he would rather touch you.

One moment he was against the wall, the next he was pushing you down on the edge of the bed, his tongue memorizing the feel of your tongue against his, like it's his first time kissing you. The taste of mint is wonderful when it's mixed with you. So sweet, so refreshing, so delicious.

"I love this dress," he groaned, tugging at the string you tied. Your hand stops, your breath hitching as he undoes the ribbon, his fingers grazing your cleavage. "You look beautiful, sweetheart."

"I've been waiting for you to say that," you rasp, falling back on your forearms, gazing at him like he has given you the world.

While his hand plants on your side to support his weight, his other hand slips into the slit of your dress, tracing up, up, and up until he finds...nothing. No bloomers or shorts. No lace panties that you love to wear during your dates. All he finds is your soft and heated skin and your wet and quivering pussy.

"Sweet, huh?" He growls, his voice rumbling in his chest. "I don't think so, naughty girl."

He kisses you again, pushing you to lay down, his fingers sliding into your pussy, gasping as you clamp around his fingers. Fuck. His. Life.He moves his thumb around your clit, teasing it, making you whine into his lips. His other hand slips underneath you to unravel what he had laced.

When you spread your legs, he's there, kneeling on the floor, his tongue running up from entrance to your aching clit, then diving into your quivering heat. He groans at your taste, at the feel of your skirt as he grips your ass. Even better than the mixture of mint and you. So fucking divine. Your heady taste might as well be his meal for every day and every hour of his life.

"Oh, fuck, Luke!" You scream, your hands tugging at his curls, your back arching, your hips pressing against his ministrations.

He greedily gulps your wetness, panting hot breaths against your pussy when you tighten around his tongue, sliding and curling in your sweet pussy, stretching you until he sees you rolling your eyes as he reaches that spot that has your toes curling every time. He grinds down against your clit with his nose, before he dips two fingers right below his tongue.

You whimper, shaking your head. "I need more than this, Luke. Please."

But he wants to make you come on his face. He wants to drink up your cum. He needs that, but fine, he can't resist you. He moves, grunting when he separates himself from his meal, greedily licking his lips to savor your arousal on his face. He crawls over you, tugging his pants down, hooking your legs around his waist. He runs his length along your folds, shuddering as his sensitive tip grazes your clit. This is unreal. You're just so beautiful with the dress spilling around you. Your hair looks like halo. No. A crown. Fuck, how can he be so lucky to have you?

He licks your stained lips before he dives for a kiss, letting you taste yourself on his tongue, as he sinks his cock in your pussy. He lets you take him, inch by fucking inch. He knows that you can take it.

"Luke," you whine, writhing to meet his thrusts. "Fuck."

Like before, he's mesmerized. Your cheeks are so red. Tears gleam in your eyes. Your tits bounce with his thrusts, but he isn't satisfied. He pulls down your neckline, letting you tits spill out so he can grope them, so he can play and twist and tug your nipples. Fuck, he's obsessed with your tits. They feel so perfect in his palms, like you're made just for him. For him. No one else. Just him.

"I love you," he pants, moaning at the sight of your eyes rolling up for a second. That's him. That's all him. He's making your pretty eyes roll up. Him. It's him.

"I love you too, Luke," you breathe out, reaching so he moves closer. "My sweet Lukey."

"Hmmm," he hums, tasting the sound of your endearment, taking it down to his soul, his very being. "Again," he demands.

A smile tugs on your lips. You repeat, "My sweet Luke."

Your lightly wet hand—the one you jerked him with, the one you used to smear his pre-cum all over him—finds his cheek. He shudders. You're making him so fucking dirty. He likes that so much. He's yours to mess with. All of him. He presses a kiss on your palm, then he licks, from palm to the tips of your fingers. Every single one.

He grins when you curse, smirks when you scream as his guides that hand to your clit. He helps you play with that pearl of pleasure that has tears running down your pretty face. He marvels, wondering why your mascara isn't smearing. He wonders if it's sorcery or you're simply fucking amazing. He bets it's the latter. His logical mind is turned off, forgetting that hours of you ranting about waterproof mascaras and its risks but you said fuck the risks because it looks amazing on you. There's no way that he can remember that as his mind fills with the feel of your pussy clenching around him, with the wet sound his hips slamming against your ass, with the need to hear more of your whines, groans, moans, and cries. His mind is totally empty about anything else.

"Tell me who's making you feel good," he rumbles, feeling his orgasm so fucking close.

"You," you sob, your legs quivering "Fuck, I'm so close."

"Tell me, sweet girl. Tell me whose pussy is this."

"Yours," you cry.

"Fuck yes, it is. It's mine." It comes out like a growl, his voice dropping in a octave, but it's a pathetic fucking growl, because it breaks. It trembles as his emotions—his impossibly deep love for you, his nearly obsessive need for you—squeezes up his throat. "You're mine. All mine."

You come with a broken wail. Your fingers stop circling your clit, so he moves them himself. He watches you writhe and struggle between the choices of pulling him in or pushing him away. Luke makes the choice for you, slamming hard into your pussy, his cum spurting in harsh and hot rivulets. His own thighs shake, feeling like fucking jelly. This is so good. So good.

He rests his forehead against yours, inhaling your exhales, feeling so greedy with you. All he needs is you.

"I love you," he says again, his eyes burning. Before you say it back, he repeats with more desperation. "I love you, my Heart."

You shiver before you smile so tenderly. Your hands come up to brush away the tears that escape him. "I love you, my Soul."

His eyes widen, because that's new and he loves the sound of that.

He demands you to say it again, and you do. And again. And again. He's weeping by the fourth time, feeling so overwhelmed by the endearment and his love for you.

"I want to spend forever with you," he confesses, hiccupping. "May I please keep you forever?"

You grin with tears streaming down your face. "Only if I can have you too."

"You have me," Luke sniffles.

"Then we're stuck with each other. Forever."

"Forever," he echoes, feeling his shoulders lighten from the load he didn't know was there.

For minutes, you two spend just holding each other.

You both ignored the fact that that time is ticking. That you are both a mess and need to fix yourself within ten minutes or you will be late. That his cum is already dripping around his dick and out of your pussy, making a mess of the dress he is so fucking obsessed with.

You two savor each other like you always do.

Luke loves that more than anything.

˚｡⋆ ��� ˖ Bonus: Your POV ˖ ❀ ⋆｡˚

"You've cut that one way too much, Lukey," you tease Luke who is currently stressing over his vase and has been going scissor heavy. It won't be long until he's left with every flower in a competition of being the shortest. "Don't cut it again."

He huffs, frowning as he side-eyes you, snipping. He immediately regrets his decision after he placed it in the vase. "What the fuck!"

He earns a lot of attention from the other couples on their own tables. He immediately blushes red, ducking his curly head as if that will help him hide his over-six-feet body.

"I told you so," you say in a sing-song voice, nudging him with your elbow. "Not having fun?"

"No, I am," he lies, flinching as he meets your eyes. He pouts, sighing, "I'm just frustrated. I don't get it."

"Let me help you," you offer. He looks at you like you're going to sabotage him. "Oh, come on, Lukey. I'm basically a master at flower arrangements."

You're not. Both of you know it. The evidence is right in front of you. Your flowers are a mess but at least they're properly prepped, not turning into stumps. The only problem in your vase is how much you overload it. The harmony is nonexistent, but you're proud of it. Plus, you'll be taking home a lot of flowers. You're definitely a genius. Not at arrangements though.

"Fine. Just don't add more flowers. I don't want a forest." He scrunches his nose.

You gasp, feigning offense. "How dare you."

You two bickers, grinning ear to ear, elbows digging in each other's sides. You help him with trimming, sneaking one flower or two when he's looking away, giving him your best puppy-eyes when he realizes your addition, being dramatic when he complains so he ends up compromising by letting them be. It's so fun. By the end of the workshop, you have two overfilled vases that don’t pass the flower arrangement standard and are secured by seatbelts in the backseat of Luke's car.

After a few minutes of driving, he asks, "Are you hungry?" His hand softly squeezes your thigh, not knowing that you're getting riled up from his touch.

"Not really. I wanna see the ocean, Lukey." You place your hand on his hand, so he overturns his to hold yours.

"Are you sure? We haven't had lunch." His eyebrows meet, looking so worried. Your Lukey always worries about you, and it makes you feel soft and mushy.

So even if you're not hungry, you say, "Maybe we can get drive thru. I'll feed you as you drive."

His reaction is immediate; he looks relieved. It's like just taking care of you makes him feel good. You feel the same way. You worry about him so much that your heart feels tight. When he's on ice. When he gets cross-checked or simply hitting the boards. When he's travelling and playing so far away. When he calls you while holding back tears after a frustrating game. When he wins but instead of fully celebrating, he looks forlorn from being far away. It's hard but you try your best because you know he tries his.

He smiles when he meets your eyes, his cheeks flushing. Yours also heats up. Clearing your throat, you try to contain your feels and turn on the radio, singing along to the songs you know.

Luke ends up getting you both the biggest burgers, fries, and soda. They're so comically large that it's actually so hard to eat, so he pulls to a gas station. You two eat, laughing when one bites and makes a mess on the handkerchiefs on your laps. While you eat, you also people-watch. You two—silently or not silently—gaze at different people, wondering where they go and what they do in life. But most of the time, you two simply stare at each other with smiles on your faces.  

"Now, we smell like burgers," you tease, folding your leftovers neatly for later, while Luke crumples his wrappers.

"I don't mind." He shakes his head, before he pulls you in for a kiss, his tongue sliding in to meet yours. "Do you?"

You shake your head, panting, your legs closing as heat rushes down south. "Umm, Luke, your windows are heavily tinted, right?"

His Adam's apple bobs as he gulps. He nods, his jaw working. "Let me put the flowers in the trunk."

He does, while you climb over the console. When he joins you, you're already ready for him, mounting his lap to fuck him. At some point of the tryst, he has you on your back instead. It's quick but it feels so good. He even cleans your pussy with his tongue, making you come again, before you two are the on the road again.

You fall asleep after ten minutes of driving. When he shakes you awake, it is already late afternoon, and the sounds of waves crashing on the sands is a clear indicator where you are.

"Sorry for sleeping on you," you yawn, sighing as he pulls you to his side to keep you from falling or tripping on the sands.

"You snore," he laughs.

"No, I don't!"

"How would you know?" He snickers.

You huff, rolling your eyes, bumping your hip against his. "Whatever."

That only makes him laugh harder, his curls moving with the wind, the sun dipping down the horizon and casting a warm glow on his cheeks. He looks handsome. Beautiful, even.

You push him away to shake him off his mood of teasing you, hurriedly removing your sandals, grinning when he does the same. You run, your feet sinking into the rough and wet sands, the warm water teasing your ankles when the wave comes, your skirt bellowing behind you. When his hands grab your waist, you grin up at him, your cheeks hurting from all the smiling today.

"Let's dance, Lukey," you whisper as he turns you to face him.

"Okay," he agrees like the sweetest man ever.

With the skies splash with orange, red, pink, and purple, with the smell of salt from the sea, with the water sodding your skirts and his pants, you two dance with your laughter and the beat your hearts as music.

You can't wait to show him all the dresses you bought for him. Or the lingerie he has yet to notice in your shared closet.

You can't wait to have more dates with him.

You can't wait to experience forever with him.

Because he’s your Love. Your Soul. Your Everything.

Yours.

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Club Night - Luke Hughes

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— WARNINGS: jealous Luke — SUMMARY: You and Luke have been secretly dating for a few months now, but when he sees your club wear, your relationship might break free thanks to his jealousy. — WORD COUNT: 0,8K — AUTHOR'S NOTE: thank you so much love! I am so happy that you are here with me and I really appreciate you!

You are standing in front of the mirror, doing your hair for tonight’s girls' night, when the door to your room opens, revealing Luke. Your…boyfriend. Leaning against the door frame, his eyes roam your towel-covered body, inch by inch, taking in your beauty.

You smile when your eyes lock in the mirror, the curler forgotten in your hands. Noticing the way his eyes focus on your legs, you unplug the curler and set it down on the vanity.

Turning around, you move closer to Luke, whispering, “What?”

“Nothing, just admiring,” he smirks, reaching his hands out to bring you even closer to him.

You wrap your hands around his neck, giggling at his words. “There is nothing much to watch,” you mumble, admiring his blue eyes.

Luke furrows his brows at your words, “The hell there isn’t. You’re gorgeous, baby,” he says, right before her leans down, ready to kiss your lips. Before he does so, his calloused palms move from your waist to your cheeks, holding you in place and only then does he press his lips to yours in a soft yet possessive kiss.

You say nothing, just lean in for another kiss, tugging at his hair on the nape of his neck.

“Okay, well, now get out, before Emily comes in, finding you here,” you whisper against his lip, pushing him out of your doorway and closing the door in front of him.

Walking over to your wardrobe, you pull out a short black skirt, a top in the same colour and a dark brown leather jacket. Putting it all on, you style it with silver jewellery and a soft makeup consisting only of mascara, lip stain and highlighter.

With a last look in the mirror, you walk out of the room, into the living room, where Emma is already waiting for you and Luke with Emma’s boyfriend James are sitting on the sofa.

Emma shrieks in excitement as soon as she sees your outfit, but that’s the only positive reaction.

James doesn’t really react as his eyes are only focused on Emma, but the look on Luke’s face catches you kinda off guard.

“Can we talk?” he grumbles, standing up from his seat and without waiting for you or setting another glance at you, he walks into your room.

Emma sends you a confused look with a raised brow. You just shrug your shoulders, and with a deep breath, you walk into your room too.

Before you can even ask what is wrong with him, he speaks.

“You’re not going out in that outfit,” he spats out, still not looking at you.

“And why the hell is that?” you ask him in disbelief, crossing your hands over your chest. “I can wear what the hell I want!”

“Really?! So anyone can see your ass?! Your tits?!” he roars quietly so Emma and James don’t hear you two.

“So what?! It’s not like I would go out with anyone!”

“You better not! You’re mine!” A dangerous spark glints in his eyes as he slowly walks towards you, his hand going around your neck in a possessive maneuver.

Your breath hitches in your throat as he slowly backs you against the door, your back hitting it seconds later.

“Yeah, yours,” you whisper, wrapping your hands around his hand that is on your throat.

Smirking Luke squeezes your throat and smashes his lips on yours. Sighing in the kiss, you melt into his presence, wrapping your hands around his neck and let yourself get carried away in the kiss.

From your neck, his hand travels down your body, fist down your breasts, which he gives a squeeze to both of them, then your hips. Finally, his hand travels down under your miniskirt, his hands grazing the thin fabric of your parties.

“Fuck baby, you are so wet,” he groans in the kiss when his fingers feel the wet spot on your panties. “All this for me, huh?” he grins, his lips now latching against your neck. 

He is about to slip his fingers inside your folds when there is a knock on the door, followed by Emma’s worried voice.

“Are you two, okay?” In a second, you are away from Luke, pushing him away from you with wide eyes.

“Y-yeah,” you stutter, trying to keep your voice calm as if Luke didn’t have his hand mere millimetres away from your bare pussy.

“Okay, I’m waiting by the door, okay!”

You nod in agreement, even though Emma can’t see you. Looking at Luke, you notice his teasing smirk playing on his lips.

“Stop grinning, it’s not funny!” you whisper-yell at him, tucking your skirt down, trying to look presentable, before you leave.

“It is a little,” he grins, but again his face hardens. “You are mine, love!” With those words and a last kiss on your forehead, he leaves your room, leaving you there with your thoughts.