Three people in a closet | A.L.M.

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Requested by Cliffordgirl1996 
"Can you do a C.A.L.M or an A.L.M cause it sounds good (feels good) :3"

I decided on the A.L.M. bc I dont have that one yet, hope you like it ;)

Ps, the 000-000-000-000 at the end is supposed to be a phone number ;')

Contains: slut-calling, Sir, double penetration, bottom&submissive!Luke
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Parties weren't really Michael's thing. He didn't even want to be here in the first place, if it weren't for his friend Calum dragging him along.

He didn't even know how he had managed to get himself involved in a game of truth or dare and he didn't really like it. As he was about to just get up and leave, the bottle pointed to him. He groaned, looking at the girl that was supposed to give him the truth or dare.

"Oh! I know something -hiccup- for you!" The girl grinned drunkenly. Michael was about to complain how he hadn't gotten the choice between truth or dare, when people started shouting things. He cringed at the sudden loudness of everything, before feeling a hand tug him up. He tried to protest, but saw his friend's determined (yet drunken) face as he got pulled towards a closet. He groaned again, still trying to struggle, but he ended up in the closet anyway, slamming his hands on the door as it locks. "You gotta be kidding me."

There was a hum heard, making Michael freeze, before he slowly turned around, trying to see in the darkness. His hands already moved around the door for a light switch, his fingers soon touching one and flipping it.

By turning on the light, he revealed a small (yet larger than most) closet, with a beam with coats hanging from hangers to his left and two flustered boys to his right.

"Oh, em- I- am I interrupting?" Michael stuttered awkwardly, watching the two with widened eyes.

One of them, the one that was slightly shorter than the other and had wild, tousled curls, blinked once, before smirking. "Got locked in for a dare, or what?"

Michael gulped, nodding lightly. The other boy, the taller and blonde one, put his hand on the first one his chest and leaned down, mumbling something Michael couldn't hear. It made the curly one smirk though, which made Michael nervous.

"I like the idea, babe. Why don't you be a good sl.ut and ask him in your best way, hmh?" The curly one mumbled lowly, tapping the blonde's bum before flicking his head Michael's way.

The black haired boy watched with widened eyes as the blonde mumbled something back and gave the other boy a quick kiss, before approaching Michael and biting on his lower lip. "What's your name, hot stuff?"

Michael gulped once again, staring at the blue eyed boy in front of him. "M-Michael."

The blonde nodded, moving his hands to the other's shoulders and leaning up so he could speak right next to the other's ear. "I'm Luke. Back there is Ashton. He would like for you to join us. We would like that."

Michael moved his eyes to the other boy, catching hazel eyes already looking. His breath hitched as he felt a hand move to his hip, watching how Ashton's lips twitched into a smirk.

"Join w-what?"

Luke chuckled lightly, ghosting his lips over the other's ear before pulling back, taking Michael's hand in one of his. He stepped back a bit, carefully tugging at his arm, making Michael move forward a little.

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