Taken pt. 3 | C.A.L.

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another smutty scene from the book! only background info you might need; Michael is friends with Cashton and definitely flirting with Luke. enjoy x

ps. there's a part that comes right after, but I'll be posting that another time. can't believe this has been in my drafts for so long damn..

Contains: blowjob, slightly possessive/dominant!Calum, this time Ashton gets to watch whoop
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"How can you two possibly contain yourselves around him?" A -by now- familiar voice suddenly said, making Luke's eyes open again and realise Michael was probably done with Calum and had returned to the living room. And since Luke was lying on his stomach, that meant his behind was on display and he wasn't sure if he liked Michael ogling it.

Luke felt his cheeks heat up again, his face turning and ending up buried in the soft fabric of Ashton's shirt. The man chuckled softly at the action, still playing with Luke's hair. "We can, because we're not as sex-driven as you, Michael."

A huff sounded through the room, undoubtedly coming from Michael. "I am not. I simply enjoy the better things in life more than you two do. Even if I have to say, that you two have quite the activity as well, have you two not?"

Wanting to see Ashton's reaction, Luke moved his head slightly, eyes looking up at the other's face. He saw the man's cheeks tint a soft pink, his own lips curling up lightly at how adorable it was that Ashton reacted that way. It was adorable that Ashton saw it as such a private thing, that it embarrassed him to be teased about it. Even if Michael most likely meant it as just a tease, not harmful.

"Figured. I assume at least one of you must've enjoyed some time with Luke as well then. Considering, you know, that fading spot on his neck." Michael was grinning cheekily when Luke peeked up at him, his eyes widening and cheeks flushing an even darker pink at the words then. He was quick to bury his face in Ashton's stomach again, feeling weird. He wasn't sure how he was feeling exactly, even if he could point out the embarrassment. But it was only part of what he was feeling completely and that confused him.

"Stop teasing them and get back to work, Mike. I'm pretty sure we aren't the only ones you need to visit today." Calum's voice was heard then, as he finally entered the living room too, seeming to have heard the conversation, or part of it. Luke moved himself a little again then, staying on his stomach but now leaning up a little to be able to look at Calum and Michael.

The bleached blond stuck his tongue out at Calum then, before he turned back to the two on the couch, grinning as he met Luke's eyes. "It's been a pleasure, Lukey. Can't wait to see you again."

Once again, Luke felt his cheeks heat up. Michael just made him all flustered and it annoyed Luke. Though at the same time, it also didn't. He liked the attention he got from Michael, because it was different from Calum and Ashton. The two were stuck in a house with him and had to give him attention, in a certain way. Though Michael, he was like... a passerby. Someone who you didn't know that well, yet still gave you the right attention.

"Ashton, also lovely to see your face again. Still can't believe you chose Calum's house. Mine's way better." Michael added a wink, grinning still. Ashton rolled his eyes, though smiled softly at the bleached blond, his one hand subconsciously playing with the fabric that covered Luke's side. "You know you never had a chance to begin with, loser."

"Don't hurt my feelings now, drummer boy." Michael pouted, even if the playful twinkle never left his eyes. He then turned to Calum, grinning again. "And as for you... well, I'll undoubtedly see you again within a few days. Stay safe whenever you decide to indulge in your cute blond boy."

And just when Luke's cheeks had returned to their normal colour, he could feel them heat up again, his face pressing back to Ashton's stomach. He could feel the man chuckle softly, his arms tightening around Ashton as he waited for the sound of footsteps going towards the front door. Once Michael would be gone, he would feel the need to breathe again. Even if he had to admit, that Ashton's shirt smelled damn good. Ashton in general, smelled damn good.

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