{ayyyy again lol. Once again, dedicating this page of words involving Luke to @antoniamonia. Looooove you! Xxx. (+) i would suggest listening to: Promiscuous. I feel like it suits this situation perfectly ;)

(Carry on my wayward readers xx)

"Victoria.."

Luke's heart flipped at her soft voice, and he loved the way her lips moved when she said her name. He wanted to taste her name on his lips.

"Well Victoria..I'm Luke.." He greeted back. He savored every moment that the syllables of her name bounced off of his lips. He smirked at the feeling. Victoria chuckled softly. Luke noticed she wasn't the bit tipsy, barely taken a drunk from the glass he bought her.

He looked from the glass then back to her, breaking into a smile when she did. "Luke? That's a cool name.." She set her hands on her knees that were barely covered by the very edge of her green dress. Luke let his piercing blue eyes fall to them and admire her glossy, translucent nails. He bit his lip, fighting the image of those nails digging into his skin on his back.

"Uh, Luke?" He snapped back up and flashed her a smile, leaning in a little closer.

"Yeah doll face?"

She was already blushing, which Luke thought was the cutest, from catching him staring, and he blushed too, not wanting to come off as that kind of guy. When he called her that her cheeks burned even more, the constantly changing lights brought them out somehow. Luke wanted to kiss both of them so badly.

"Thank you. For the drink.." She said, rubbing her arm as she looked down, but then up at him through those long lashes. Luke felt a large lump in his throat he couldn't swallow. She was the definition of sexy and innocent. One long lock of red hair fell over her shoulder, and drifting his eyes down to her arms he saw her hands were put together, playing around with her fingers. Then he saw those legs. Oh, good lord those legs. They were toned and long, and crossed over each other as she sat on the stool.

The angelic giggle woke Luke up from his fantasy. "Luke are you ok?"

Running his tongue over his lip, to be sure he made her blush, he smiled at her again. "Yeah, I'm fine..You are just..wow.." He laughed breathlessly, allowing himself one more look at her. And there was that damn laugh again.

"I take that as a 'you're welcome'?"

She tilted her head slightly at him in question, raising one of her eyebrows. Luke suddenly began to sweat and rubbed the back of his neck. Shit, Hemmings, don't screw this up. Look at her, she's gorgeous. No! Don't look at her!

"Luuuuke?" She waved a hand in front of his face to get his attention. Luke blinked before smiling again.

"You aren't on drugs are you?" She asked, her hands fiddling with each other again. This would probably be a hell of a lot easier if he was on drugs.

"Oh, no love I'm not! I promise...you are just...god you are insanely pretty I'm sorry..." Luke sighed, running a hand through his hair, dragging the motion on, not wanting to face her adoring brown doe eyes. "You're just the cutest..." She sighed, making Luke feel his cheeks burn now. He smiled at the ground, dimples displayed proudly. After he bit his bottom lip, his eyes dropped and then slid over to the dance floor. He could practically taste the sweat already, and suddenly wanted a drink.

"Um, Victoria would you like to dance?" He asked, starting to build up his confidence again. He didnt mean to, but he stared when she bit pursed her lips together and bit the bottom.

"Oh geez, I-I can't dance, I'm sorry.."

That's when the Luke Hemmings smirk and charm kicked in.

"Oh come on, everyone can dance. You just gotta know the right way, and luckily for you, my lady, Luke Hemmings is here to teach you..." He bowed a little and offered her his hand. Victoria took it and rolled her eyes. Even the annoyed, playful gesture urged Luke's knees to tremble.

"It's just grinding, I don't think you need much teaching for that..."

"I thought you said you didn't know how to dance..." Luke said as he walked her to the dance floor, holding her hand. It was small compared to his, and he treasured it for the shortest bit. That was when she lifted her lips into a smirk.

"I'm actually a professional dancer..."

"Professional...meaning?" Luke raised a brow and they both laughed as Victoria shoved his chest playfully, their hands falling apart from each other.

"I'm not a stripper you perv!"

Oh, but you have got the bod for it..

"Ok, then what kind of dancer are you?" Luke stepped onto the dance floor where there was space for two people and watched as Victoria walked past him and sent him a wink that Luke swore almost sent him to Heaven. She giggled as he bit his bottom lip again and started to sway her hips to the beat. His eyes widened just the slightest bit as she started to run her fingers through her hair.

I wanted to do that.

He watched in awe as she shimmied her hips around and crooked a finger at him. Something stirred in Luke, and he loved it. He had never been or seen with a girl like Victoria before. "Damn.." He muttered as he sauntered over to her. "Vicky you got some moves..." He said as he started to bop around a little, watching her bum.

She looked past her shoulder at him, and all Luke did was look at her ruby red lips. "Don't call me Vicky. Only my friends call me that."

Luke chuckled, dancing dangerously close to her. "Well, what am I then doll face?" He leaned over so their bodies touched and whispered in her ear. He watched her shiver, and he smirked triumphantly, pleased with the effect of his actions.

Luke pulled away when she scoffed, but was still close enough that their bodies were touching as they danced. "An acquaintance.."

He hissed through his teeth, watching her bum move and eventually rub up on his lower chest. "Ouch...shot down. You are cold Vicky.." She sighed, but Luke knew she was smiling with it.

Luke felt sweat start to bead off of his forehead after a few minutes of little grinds. Victoria's hair looked oh so tuggable too. He watched it wrap, and unwrap around her curled fingers, making Luke want to touch her, anywhere. He decided to slide a hand along her side, but she smacked it off, making Luke chuckle, even at the cold display.

He whispered again in her left ear, placing his hand back on her swaying hips. Luke knew she'd be too distracted to smack it off this time. "So, you never told me what kind of dancer you were..." He rubbed her side gently with the best and motion of her body, she still didnt seem to notice.

"Ballet..." She said, Luke noticing how red her cheeks were, and spotting the tiniest beads of sweat along her cleavage.

His eyes left immediately after he identified where he was looking and whispered again. "Ballet huh?"

"Mmhm.." Luke watched her eyes close and her mouth part just slight, it was a hot sight.

I could make you feel like this all the time... He wanted to whisper in her ear, but so many things made him fight it.

"How's a girl in tights and a tutu know moves like these..." He referred to her grinding, which Luke noticed started to become rougher. He bit his bottom lip, hard, and making his lip ring slide into his mouth.

Victoria smiled and let out a breath as her hand snaked behind her and was placed on Luke's head. He shivered and groaned softly on her neck when her fingers curled to grab at his blonde hair. She giggled, and glanced back at him. "It's just grinding Luke. Like I said..it's not that hard.."

"Promiscuous girl...wherever you are...Im all alone, and it's you that I want..."

"Promiscuous boy...you already know, that I'm all yours...what you waiting for..."

"Promiscuous girl...quit teasing me...you know what I want, you got what I need..."

Luke breathed heavily on the nape of her neck, smirking at how the song described his feelings perfectly. He bit his lip and nudged his nose against her skin when he heard her sigh softly. It was like hearing an angel. Luke's hips and both of his hands were now rubbing against her and her dress. She felt her slipping into him, and slowly letting him go farther. He placed a small kiss on her neck, feeling her skin rise up and shiver. But Luke wasn't quite after the whole thing yet.

He placed another kiss on her neck when the song ended, and he placed his hands off of her, their hips freezing solid. He swallowed nervously and backed away from her, missing how close they were already. Victoria turned to him, hair just a tad bit tousled and messy, different then it was before. They were only about a few feet apart, and stared into each others eyes. Luke read in her big brown eyes that they were screaming for her for to do something, say something.

Luke caught his breath and ran a hand through his hair again. "You're pretty good dancer for a ballet princess.." He winked at her, causing her to smile that coy smile and look down. He tried to look at her eyes, then she looked up at him through his lashes.

Oh stop, you know I can't handle that.

"And you're a pretty good dancer for a cute punk with tattoos..." Luke blushed, looking back down too, a never ending grin growing on his lips. So she did notice his sleeves, and his neck. Well, how could you not, he was in a tank top, which gave everyone a display of his full sleeves and tattoo peeking out of the front of his shirt and onto his neck.

Luke took a leap of face and edged ever so close to her. At his movement, Victoria looked up, and she stared into his beautiful sky blue ocean eyes. Luke felt time stop for a minute. Just for awhile he felt the music and cheers fade out. He and Victoria were the only ones there. He wasn't a guy to believe in romantic stuff such as this, but now he knew that it all wasn't complete bullshit. Just when Luke glanced at her lips, a voice faded in and shattered his world.

"Vicky! We have to leave! Now!" He watched as Victoria turned around to see the owner of the voice. Luke's grin disappeared into a frown-like pout when her back turned. A tall blonde with a zebra patterned dress stood a few feet behind her and grabbed her wrist. He didnt like the glare she gave him when their eyes locked. He raised an eyebrow at her, and the girl yanked Victoria away. Luke bit his lip, and chuckled when he saw Victoria pull out of her grip and fall. He walked towards he and helped her up, his hands holding her arms firmly. They looked at each other again before Victoria blushed and hid her face by looking down.

Luke watched in confusion when she leaned up and placed a warm kiss on his already blushing cheek, feeling her hand on his and dropping something in it. He looked down to see what it was, and saw a piece if paper. From the crumpled up corners, he saw a V and a ♥ next to it. He looked up to see the gorgeous red head ballet dancer now gone. She had left, but Luke lopsidedly grinned into the widest grin ever, folding the paper with care, and placing it in his pocket.