Short Stories

Feeling Stupid

A/N: I'll keep this short! Introducing my OC Rory and TheRunawayRP's OC Lukas! They were so fun to rp! Since each is a freewrite/short story you'll just have to figure out plots 'n stuff. But I think that'll be fairly easy if I get more RoxLukas action. Warning: Sexual content!!!!! But this is really heartfelt and prepare for some feels (maybe)! By the way, this may make people uncomfortable because it does go into the category of pedophilia, but only in appearances! In any way that does NOT mean I support it nor do I like it. The pairing just happened. For reference, Ro is 360,000 years old and counting, and Lukas is about 80. ALSO I have the dates all messed up for however long Ro and Lukas are married and it's officially about 70 years, though that's AFTER this story takes place. So in this story they've been married for about 50, maybe 40. Lukas' age is messed up too, but I can't fix that without Runaway's permission. Okay, I'm done!

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"I'm home!" Ro set down his bags as he entered the small wooded home. Silence answered him. He went to the kitchen. No one was there. He should have expected that. Lukas always preferred the couch. He went to the living room. Lukas wasn't there either. Disappointed, Ro turned to get food from the kitchen.

"Welcome home." Ro looked up. There he was. The boy beamed, smiling happily at Lukas' familiar brown hair and friendly chocolate colored eyes. Ro's patched right eye would match his sparkling left in brightness if the boy could be any happier.

Tackling the young man to the ground in a hug, Ro grinned, "I missed you." 

Lukas hugged back tightly, "I missed you too," he chuckled, "though it's only been a couple days."

"But that's too long!" Ro whined childishly, getting off of Lukas and standing.

Lukas tapped Ro's nose affectionately, "You're a spoiled brat, Ro," he said, standing as well, "Always were, and always will be."

The blond pouted, "Am not. You're the spoiled one, getting to eat all of my meals."

"Delicious ones, of course," Lukas grinned, "But I always do what you say. Are you my mother or something?"

With a roll of his eye, Ro sighed, his usual blank expression on his face, "Yes, I'm your tired old mother." His tone dripped with sarcasm, still playful.

"Oh?" Lukas grinned again, "Then mother," he held Ro in a huge bear hug, "My husband is being mean to me~."

A light shade of pink made its way to Ro's cheek, "Then you should punish him."

"But how?" Lukas complained.

"I don't know," Ro replied, turning around to face Lukas in the embrace, arms draped on the taller mans shoulders. "Maybe you should ask him."

"Hmm, maybe." Lukas kissed Ro softly.

"See, it's better when you ask," Ro said, their foreheads touching when he spoke.

"I quite like surprises," replied Lukas, kissing the one-eyed boy again. "Now. My mother told me to punish my husband for being mean. But I like it when he gives me a kiss. What should I do?"

"Hm," Ro tilted his head innocently, "Well...I don't like punishments...but I like surprises. Only when you give them, though."

"Then shall I surprise you with a punishment, dear husband?"

"That wouldn't be too bad," Ro smirked. Lukas growled playfully, and the smaller boy laughed lightly, "My little werewolf."

Lukas growled again, picking Ro up and carrying him to their room, falling onto their bed. He captured the others lips in a kiss, the room becoming warmer as it deepened.