stupid little things || luke hemmings

Chapter 10

"Wait wait wait, unzip me first," she mumbles, rolling over onto her stomach. I climb onto the bed, a knee on either side of her legs as I stretch to reach the top of the track. I pinch the cool metal between my fingers, pulling it down the track slower than I need to, my cock practically throbbing with each new inch of bare skin revealed as the fabric opens. 

I almost come undone right there when I see the lace of her bra. "Thanks," she hums appreciatively and I rush to the bathroom, hastily grabbing some boxers on the way.

I throw my shirt over my head, looking at myself in the mirror. My chest is heaving and my eyes are wild and an electric blue, swimming with arousal. My belt is off in record time and I pull my pants and boxers down in one go, my cock still painfully hard. 

The water is still chilled when I climb under the spray but I'm too distracted to notice. I get my entire body wet, feeling the gel rinse out as my hair falls slack against my forehead, sticking to the freshly wet skin. 

I take my cock in my hand, a breath hissing through my teeth at the long awaited contact. I begin to move back and forth, a mixture of my hips and my hands doing the work. I lean forward, my free hand bracing my weight against the front of the shower. My head drops, the water running down my face, leaving my gasping for air.

Or maybe that was the fact that every god damn image flashing in my mind is Jordan. 

With my eyes forced shut by the water there's not way to get away from it. The feeling of her hips in my hands, grinding back against me as the music shook us both. My imagination begins to soar as I imagine the night going differently than it did.

Her hand intertwined with mine, pulling me out the front and hailing a cab to bring us back her. Her pink lip getting trapped under those pretty little teeth as she bites down on it, pulling a strap of her dress off her shoulder, being the tease I know she has to be in bed. I imagine myself getting so frustrated I practically tackle her onto the bed, lips attaching feverishly as my hands roam her skin. We'd be so desperate for eachother it wouldn't last long but it would be the best thing that'd ever happened to either of us.

A groan flows off my lips and I squeeze my eyes shut even harder as I feel myself release, my head spinning.

Getting out of the shower is a lot more difficult than getting in, considering my legs feel like jelly. I quickly dry my body, ruffling the towel over my hair and throwing on my boxers. I climb into the bed as gently as I can, but Jo wakes up anyways.

She looks cozy in her pj's and I smile fondly as she curls up against my chest.

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"Fuck the sun," are the words to wake me up. I look over to see Jo glaring at the sunlight shining in the window of our room. I groan, rolling over on my stomach. I hear the gentle clink of pills begin sat down on the nightstand. 

"Figured you might need them after last night," Jo smiles, taking a sip of coffee out of one of the hotel mugs.

"I didn't even get drunk," I tease, quirking an eyebrow. She rolls her eyes at me, walking to her suitcase and grabbing some clothes for the day.

"Wait what're we doing today," I mumble into my pillow.

"You have show rehersal, I have training for merch," she explains, bending down to look through her suitcase. I advert my eyes before a repeat of last night occurs. I watch her grab a tank top, black leather jacket and blue jean shorts from her bag. 

I know I should look away but I can't as she slides her shirt over her head, revealing the same lace bra from last night.

"WOAH hello hi still here!" I exclaim, reluctantly covering my eyes in case she didn't want me to see.

"Oh suck it up Hemmings, if were gonna room together this whole tour I'm not going to the bathroom every time I have to change clothes," she explains, sliding her sweats off and trading them for shorts. 

I twist my ring around on my finger as I watch her examine the outfit from all angles in the mirror. She frowns a little before pulling out her phone and texting someone. They respond immediately. 

"I'll be right back, Ash is gonna let me borrow a bandana," she explains, heading for the door.

"Bye," I tease, still not moving. She peeks her head back at me with a grin.

"Oh and by the way Luke, I may have been drunk last night, but I know you showered twice. Nice try," she winks at me before heading out the door gleefully.

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this is so so short but I wanted to get a chapter out before i head to cincinatti for a few days and I figured i'd give you all a little smut wooooo

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