Lia's POV:-

"Damn. I'm surprised you are still with Dylan," I grin, watching Julian in Dylan's jeans. "Usually by now, you get dumped and whine about cocks."

"I'm surprising?" Julian asks in disbelief. "What about you, Ms. Different-Guy-Every-Week. Not only are you in a serious relationship, you're in a long-distance relationship. And you've lasted almost three years."

I smile nervously, "It hasn't been three years."

"Bitch, I helped you choose your teddy for your three year anniversary. Don't fool me," he smacks my head.

"Hey, you made me go shopping with Dylan, so I could coax him to buy that weird underwear," I say defensively.

"Quiet down," Julian scolds angrily. "He's sleeping in my room. He still doesn't know I made you do it."

"Whatever," I roll my eyes.

"So, still no luck with Luke?" he asks sympathetically.

"No, but today is the closing ceremony. Hence, he'll be calling me any moment now," I shrug. 

Luke's college had a cultural fest. Basically something where Seniors drink and boss around, while Juniors and Freshers obeyed. It was also something for everyone to socialize. Luke immensely hated it, but had no choice. 

We haven't video-called in six days, and he can barely stay for 10 minutes on the phone before he's called to tie up the banner, or to type out names in the computer. We fell in the habit of texting, like old times. Most of his texts had me cackling. Some of them were:

-I'm so sick and tired of being called pretty boy. Can you come over and make me feel all macho and manly again? I am craving for your sweet tushie.

-I was photoshopping Nina Dobrev's face on a cheerleader's body (don't ask me. These are actual things they're making me do). But I noticed you two have the same nose. And it's been five hours and I'm still getting haunted by your face. Please, I goddamn miss you.

-It's fucking crazy here, and I think you'll love it, and I really, really, need someone to get me through this. What can I do to tempt you to come here?

-A girl just pressed her boobs against my back. Can I finally expect you? Her name's Pepper, she's 5'6'' I think. Feel free to do whatever you want. I won't stop you. I just really need to see you in person.

His last text had earned him a paragraph of violent text, and another paragraph of me crying how I can't visit cause my periodic tests are going on. It's my last year before I finally enroll into a college. Julian and I have become serious. Well, as much as we could try to be.

Last time Luke visited was his semester break. He's much more lean now, which makes him look taller. Jane had a permanent frown plastered to her forehead, because of Luke's disregard to his health. 

"You've lost weight," I had frowned, when he climbed over me that night. Luke just grinned crookedly in the dark and responded with, "Is this how we are measuring weights now? Fine by me." And leaned down further until all air left my body. 

That was actually the last we saw of Luke. Tech Fests, Cultural Fests flowed in and he got smooshed into it. And now it's been, two and a half bloody month, with no Luke. Now you must be thinking it's just two months Natalia, powder your ass with ice. But fuck no. 

I lured Luke into downloading SnapChat. So we send each other dumbass snaps all day. Previous week, after I caught myself staring at a snap of, Luke's socked feet at the windowsill for half an hour, I realized I missed him too much. He's ruined me for other guys. I see boys at parties flexing their muscles at me, smirking, winking, making lewd tongue motions at me and I feel nothing.  

"Good Luck to you," Julian thumps my back. "I'm going to the market. You need anything?"

"Yeah, get me some new shoe laces. Mine got tangled in the gym, and are useless now," I sigh. Julian leaves and I go back to my room, to work on my college application. I obsess over it so much, that I have started seeing the exact page numbers in my dream. I desperately wanted to get in Berkeley, cause it's the best college and Luke is there. 

My laptop makes the weird noises, and it takes me a moment to figure Luke was video-calling me. I jump into my chair and click accept.

"Fucking mother of-" I slap a hand over my mouth.

"Why? What happened?" Luke squints into the screen concerned.

"No! What happened? Where's the danger?!" Dylan dashes into my room in his boxers. He pauses on seeing me, then zeros in on Luke.

"Luke, why is their a rotten carcass on your face?" he asks coming closer to the laptop. He grabs a chair and sits beside me.

"Hey man," Luke greets. Dylan and I, just stare at him. Luke had grown a moustache and a stubble. I admit, he looked sexy but the sudden image just surprised me.

"Shave it," I frown. "You look so grown up."

"Grown up? That's your concern?" Dylan asks me. "He looks like Tom Hardy had a typhoid. Dude, people will think you're some hitman if you just add a leather jacket," he says to Luke. "It's ruining your nerdish charisma."

I nod vigorously. Luke scratches his chin, "I've just been so cramped up, I didn't have the time to think about it?"

"Busy huh?" I say, wanting to put my hand inside the screen and pet his hair.

"For the last five days, I returned to my room at midnight, and left for college at seven," Luke yawns.

"Of course, you stayed till midnight. There must be girls around right?" Dylan asks with smirk.

"It's not a boys college," Luke replies absentmindedly, adjusting his screen. 

"Don't look at me," I roll my eyes at Dylan. "I trust Luke."

"Let's see, how that works out for you?" he smirks.

"Fuck off chicken shit," I dismiss him.

"Hey I'm two years older than you," Dylan scolds. "Have some respect."

"You have my best friend's dick in your mouth, for most parts of the day. I lost respect for you, when you kissed that dinkus," I smirk. Luke is watching with a resigned look.

"I can say the same for you," Dylan points out.

"Touché," I mutter, and turn to Luke. He was in a simple white t-shirt. He gets up to retrieve something, and I get a good view of his ass in black jeans.

"Oh yeah," I hum appreciatively. Dylan clears his throat beside me.

"Shut up. He's my boyfriend. I can stare, as much as I want," I roll my eyes.

"Whatever," he huffs. "I'm going back to sleep. Luke save that dead animal on your face till tonight's conference. I'm sure Ian will have some interesting comments," he says to Luke and gets up and goes away. Boys had a ritual, of doing a video-call conference once a month.

"Is it really bad?" Luke asks once Dylan's gone. I smile and shake my head. We both stay still and creepily watch each other. Luke's hair is messy, his t-shirt is wrinkled. I've never seen him so overworked. His room surprisingly remains neat. Thankfully he's in better shape, cause Jane made him eat five meals a day during his semester break.

"I missed you," I say leaning my face against my palm.

"Glad to know," he replies with a faint smile. 

"When are coming?" I shoot my most asked question. He thinks for a second, mentally calculating. "Next week for sure."

"Oh yay!"

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"Stop being so depressed. You're taking me down with you," Julian scolds. I grunt, and shove another spoon of ice-cream into my mouth. 

"It's just a wedding. You'll see him tomorrow morning, before he leaves in the afternoon. I'm sure, you'll have enough time for a few quickies," Julian points his spatula at me. 

Luke and I, were so excited to be together after this long. But, an 'Important Wedding' came up. It was of close relatives, so Jane and Luther were adamant on taking him. The stupid thing consumed the entire weekend and I don't even get to meet him until tomorrow. 

That is why I'm sulking and watching TV, eating vanilla ice-cream. Luke was so furious at the sudden change of plans, he couldn't even talk to me. I softly and carefully dialogued with him, and said it was okay. After maybe fifty iloveyous  he calmed down, and gave a reluctant laugh. But speaking plainly, this entire thing sucks. 

I close my eyes and imagine us in his bedroom. Me sitting between his legs, drawing into my sketch pad. Luke peering over my shoulder, inserting timely 'oohs' and 'aahs' but in reality he's just playing with my hair. I squirm, when fingertips skim over my bones. Luke nuzzles his face into my shoulder and I abandon my sketch pad. I turn around-

"Lia, do I whistle too loud when I pee?" Julian pokes his head from the kitchen, squirting lemon over my velvety daydream. I sigh and shake my head.

Julian retires to his room soon. I finish watching the movie, and brush my teeth and wash my face, moisturizing it for the night. I was contemplating over, whether to put a face mask or not, when the door buzzes.

I lazily stomp to open the door. Luke is standing there rigid like a rock, hands in the pocket of his suit pants, looking every bit like a devilish miracle.

Burgundy suit fits perfectly on his broad shoulders. Smooth, elegant. Loose tie ends hanging by the collars. Hair combed back, and set to perfection giving him a brisk, sharp look. I on the other hand have never looked more unattractive in my entire life. A mustard yellow pajama top with plaid pajama bottoms. Hair is knotted over my head in an unfashionable bun.

He was looking at me in anger?

Before I can respond he walks in, sweeps me in his arms and locks our lips, muttering something like, "Fucking dimples". I hear door locked, and my bedroom opened then shut. To catch some air, he sets me down.

"Please, help me. I'm dying," he says desperately. "I've spent the last seventy-eight days dreaming of you, and I can't take it another second," he groans and smashes our bodies together. My pajama top is stripped off. I mentally congratulate myself for feeling too lazy to put on bra. His mouth reattaches with mine, his hands hungrily touching me. He tastes like champagne and strawberries. I love the combination and suck his tongue into my mouth.

His tongue licks and bites wherever he wanted. He doesn't stop for a second, and he doesn't let me think for a second. When he sits up to loosen his shirt, I push the suit jacket off his shoulder. He allows me to rip off cuffs links (I think even a button). My bare legs rub against the crisp cotton of his shirt, as we greedily kissed each other.

He picks me up and sets me on my study table. Only when I feel the smooth wooden surface against my ass I realize my panties are long gone. Luke unbuckles his pants, and steps between my legs. My new set of pills had kicked in, so no annoying rubber.

"Oh my..." he groans when he slides into me.

"Wow, that's good. That feels best," I swallow, gripping the hair at his nape.

"A little heads up," he breathes. "This is going to be quick and rough."

Before I could make a snarky remark, he bites my lower lip and starts to move. Because of the intensity, I have bit Luke's lip and blood is trickling out at a leisurely pace. I don't even care if it'll freak out Luke, before I bend forward and suck up the blood.

"And you dare call me, a cannibal," he grins, lifting my legs higher up his body. His hand locks around the bottom of my thigh, the other on my hip to keep my steady. My moan probably woke up everyone in the building, and it resonates within the walls along with Luke's groans.

Rest of the night is hazy. It's three in the morning, as we lie in bed, spent and sticky.

"Why the frown darling?" I whisper, pushing my thumb in the crease of his eyebrow. It deepens, and he gathers me in his arms. "I've missed you." He kisses my temple.

"My parents are going to be pissed. I could not even wait, till the cake-cutting," he mumbles tucking a curl behind my ear.

"You can hide from them in my bedroom," I suggest cheekily. He smiles softly, "I love you." And then continues to put his face into the curve of my neck, sweetly kissing the skin. 

"Before I forget, Rob moved out yesterday. So, the room is waiting for you," he says, looking delighted.

I freeze. A little panic bubble beginning in the bottom of my stomach.

This is too fast.

Luke looks at my face and frowns. "No," he shakes his head. "No, no, no. Don't you dare, freak out Natalia."

"I'm not," the lie in my voice too evident.

"What is the matter? Look I won't tell you to, shift into my room. But, you can definitely shift into my apartment."

Color returns to my face, and I breathe easier. "So, it'll be like renting a room?"

"Yes. If you say so. I can cover you for the starting months," he offers.

"Luke, I pay half the rent with Julian. I have managed so far, I think I'll be fine." He nods, looking doubtful. He knows me enough, to not say more over this. I've always made it a point, that he treats me like an equal.

"I'm sorry," I say tracing his cheekbone. "I've never been with someone, so long. It scares me sometimes."

"Me too baby," he murmurs, taking a whiff off my shoulder. "You're doing great. We're doing great."

"Yes, we're doing super great," I grin proud and goofy. He returns it.

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"Wow, don't tell Dylan. But my shorts look flippin' sexy on you," Julian comments nodding at Luke's crotch. "Stop staring," I scold, standing in front of Luke. Luke chuckles, kisses my hair and moves around to make coffee. By the time we stumbled out of my bedroom for late breakfast, Julian was cleaning up his plates.

"Lenny, your damn hair is spilling water," Julian complains. "Go, properly dry it." He's right. Water droplets hang loosely from the tips, cause I was too hungry to properly wrap a towel around my head.

"You don't look surprised to see Luke," I say to Julian, attempting to distract him. He gives me a sarcastic look, 'Very-clever'.

"That's cause I came to check on you last night, when you gave a scream like someone was killing you. You both were on your knees, going on like a pair of bloodhounds to see my jaw dropping at the door," Julian says casually, while I close my eyes in regret. "By the way, very fucking impressive Luke," Julian continues slyly. "For a second, I though you had another limb."

Luke flushes, his ears growing alarmingly red. Julian laughs muttering, "So adorable." 

"Now I understand why Lenny can't leave you," he barrels on like a little bitch. "I thought, she said you were the best sex she ever had, just because she's in love. But watching you two, getting on it last night, I realized-"

"Are you still talking?" I snap at Julian. Luke and I, awkwardly eat our breakfast with a sadistic Julian grinning creepily at our faces. We spend rest of the day, effortlessly making-out in my bedroom, getting so worked up, till we had to take shower again.

Luke shifts at the door before leaving, like he did something. But didn't want anyone to know, and yet he was really smug about it. The mischief in his eyes, was not lost on me.

"What?" I ask suspiciously. He bites his lips, and shakes his head smiling to himself.

"Luke?" I ask my suspicion growing. He gives a shark smile. Nothing like the ones, I've ever seen. It's something male and private, and it makes me uneasy.

Luke steps forward to kiss me. While kissing he smoothly slips his hand inside the waistband on my shorts, and squeezes my bare ass. It took me a moment to realize my panties weren't there.

"Where are m-" I stop, as I see the blue lace hanging out from his pocket. "Luke, you sick freak," I laugh and hit his chest.

"I'm going to put it in my freezer, and preserve it," he whispers licking my ear.

"That's the most twisted shit," I tell him. He shrugs, as if saying 'For-you-I'll-be-Psycho'. I walk him to the elevator.

"What are you going to do with my underwear?" I ask. "Please don't say, you'll smell it," I cringe.

"Of course not." He's as innocent as a viper. He steps into the elevator. "I'll wear it, and keep it warm till your next visit."

I am laughing. The elevator closes. He's gone.

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Tell me, how you're finding the chapters? Boring? Need more/less erotica? I need to start writing more often? Hehe..

Sorry, for late update. I'll be honest and say I've been lazy. I mean, I write out chapters, way ahead of time. Like yesterday I wrote an epilogue for my other book, which still have just five chapters. Today, I forced myself to finish this chapter. I've got so many drafts and half-written chapters like it's crazy. 

Anyways, hope you all have a wonderful day! Pray for your fellow human beings. Keep clean, and stay safe! Love you :)