suggestive content; loser luke; MDNI
w/ LUKE CASTELLAN
"what?"
luke is staring at you. you can tell he's confused from the tone of his voice, but his features say something else. his features tell you that he interprets your words as one of a joke, one he thinks he is in on if the slight laugh he does is anything to go by.
but you're not joking.
"i said: can i give you a blowjob?"
realizing that you're serious, luke drops his arms from crossed over his chest and furrows his eyebrows.
he goes to respond, his lips parting, but he doesn't say anything. Which leaves you to explain.
"as a friend, of course. i just need someone to teach me how to give head and i thought that since you've always been helpful and you're definitely the most attractive guy at camp, i should ask you. so will you help me?"
you're staring up at him with that look. the same look that convinced him to take the blame for you after you accidentally burned down a barn just a couple of months ago. it's the one look he can never say no to, and definitely not because he has a crush on you.
when he agrees, it's just because he's looking to help out a friend. and also because he really wants to see what you look like between his legs with your lips wrapped around his dick.
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fuck harry styles, now that we don’t talk is for all the girlies who had an incredibly close female friendship fall apart in a stupidly melodramatic and painful way and still haven’t fully gotten over it
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Jack Antonoff reveals that You're Losing Me was written and recorded in 2021
''It was written and recorded at home on 12/5/21 right after Taylor ate these raisins''
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“and i wouldn’t marry me either, a pathological people pleaser” and “no one wanted to play with me as a little kid, so i’ve been scheming like a criminal ever since to make them love me and make it seem effortless” are siblings and you CANNOT convince me otherwise
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i’m just thinking abt hobie …
sitting on his lap, his big hands resting comfortably on your hips. he’s staring up at you, eyes a little low, maybe he’s just tired or maybe they’re tinted a little red as he’s coming down from a high. there’s a small smile on his lips as he watches your eyes run around his face.
“missed you today,” you tell him, voice low and airy like it usually gets when you want him.
his head tilts to the side a bit, he thrusts it out to try and get your gaze to meet his. it works. “yeah?”
you nod, teeth gnawing on your lower lip for a split second. “yeah.”
“what’d you do without me around here?” hes teasing now, looking for a certain answer. one you won’t give him without a little work.
“nothing. jus read a lot. did a little cleaning.”
his eyebrows furrow a bit. “really? that’s no fun.” his fingers start to play with the waistband of your shorts. “thought you said you missed me.”
“i did!” your voice goes up a little and a laugh slips through the words, one that has hobies smile growing.
“eh, i don’t think so. not from what you’re telling me.”
“well, i … you know,” his eyebrows lift to tell you to continue. “i thought about you. a lot.”
“you did?”
a nod from you and hobie figures that you’re not gonna say it yourself at this point.
“touched yourself while thinking about me?” hes so blunt with it, makes your body get hit a little but he’s not wrong. and you’re not a liar.
so you nod, trying to push away any bashfulness. “maybe. just a little.”
his hand has started to gravitate towards your inner thigh, finger tips pushing up beneath the hem of your shorts. you shift to give him more access, legs spreading further, hips pushing towards him. his head dips to the side of your neck, lips kissing their way up until he stops right below your ear lobe.
“hope you didn’t already get your fill.”
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