Chapter 6 - Obstacles

Ménage a LPR

A/N: I do not own OTH

Warning: Contains graphic scenes

Peyton had gotten lost in the moment; her heart winning the battle against her mind but a few words was all it took to bring her back to reality.

'Please. Not if you don't mean it.'

She shifted her body away uncomfortably and leant her back against the sofa.

'I did mean it'

'I know you did' she said genuinely.

Peyton threw up her arms 'God! Why is everything so damn complicated?' she said exasperated.

'Because life wouldn't be worth living if you were handed everything on a plate.'

The blonde nodded defeated in agreement. 'So where do we go from here?' She asked turning to face Rach.

'Friends with benefits?' She joked raising her eyes suggestively.

Peyton playfully smacked her arm.

The light banter was a welcome reprieve.

'Seriously' she said in a more serious tone

'Well. Uhm. You know how I feel. That's not going to change. Is that a problem?' she said candidly

'No. I'd rather have you in my life perving on me than not at all.'

Rach put one hand over her heart feigning hurt, squinting her eyes and shot the blonde a mock glare.

"That was low dude." She said jokingly

"I just…need time to think because it's not only me I have to think about but you and Lucas too."

Rachel didn't want to cause her heartache. She placed her hands on Peyton's shoulders, changing her expression into a more serious one. 'I do not want to come between you and Lucas anymore than I already have. It's your decision to make and yours only. Don't let me or anyone pressure ok. At the end of the day, we are friends first and foremost.'

'Drunk Buddies?' she asked clenching her fist.

'Totally' Peyton reaffirmed bumping her fist against Rach's'

'I'm knackered. I'm gonna go to bed.'

Want some company? Rachel asked. Taking a moment before adding she was just kidding.

Peyton stuck out her tongue. 'In your dreams Gattina.'

Denial had reached a new stage; sexual flirting.

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Lucas's apartment was the poster child for a typical bachelor pad. He would make an effort to tidy up here and there before Peyton came around but apart from that it was a mess. Especially today.

There was no natural light peering in for he had shut all the curtains and the only light was the multi-coloured glow of the television. Beer cans and empty pizza boxes were strewn all over the coffee table and on the floor.

He was sprawled on his lazy-boy dressed in blue sweats and a plain white T, an ice-cold beer in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other. He figured that since Rach and Peyt were having a girl's night in that he would do the same macho style.

He was a bit worried that Peyton hadn't been in contact but their relationship had matured through the years, long gone were the high school years of clinginess and smothering. They could give each other space without recriminations which for him was a breath of fresh air.

ESPN was on, Duke Vs Tarheels.

There was a knock on the door. He muttered to himself, cursing the person who was forcing him to miss the game.

'Coming'

He got up and answered with a frown but the person standing on the other side turned it upside down.

'Hey babe' he greeted.

She smiled. 'Hey you.' She looked him up and down, sniffing the air 'Have you even had a shower today' she asked as she walked through the door.

Scratching the back of his head, he boldly said no. He stuck out his tongue and grinned. He reached out for her hand and pulled her in for a hug 'I've missed you'

'I've missed you too' she replied. The truth was she had missed him but hadn't really realised it till she saw him; the events of today overshadowing everything.

He inhaled her scent and planted a soft kiss in her curls.

Peyton closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him tighter. They just stood there for a few minutes, taking in each other's presence.

They broke apart and went to sit on the chair. Peyton sat sideways on his lap, her head resting on his chest 'So what are we watching?'

'UNC baby!' He said animatedly

'Are we winning?' Frankly, sport was never a subject to get excited over but thanks to cheerleading and her love for Lucas she showed an ounce of interest from time to time – this being one of them.

'Are you kidding?' He looked at her. 'Of course!'

Together they watched the rest of the game. Luke held her close, stroking her arm softly up and down.

'Woohoo!' He shouted, pumping his fists in the air almost causing Peyton to fall off.

Peyton managed to steady her balance. 'You are such a goof!'

Luke arched his eyebrows. 'You think that's goofy? Wait and see.'

He ushered her off his lap. He stood up straight, pretending to stretch like his was preparing for a basketball game. He then started to move his arms around in a circle, mimicking the movements of a chocolate stirrer. If that wasn't enough, he started to woot.

Peyton could hardly contain her laughter as she erupted into a fit of giggles. She clutched at her sides, her stomach now hurting from all the exercise.

'Please stop' she said in between draws of breath.

He stuck out his tongue, clearly enjoying the dancing way too much 'Nope. I have more.'

He clapped his hands and cheered 'UNC is the best. All you other's should just rest" in his best valley high cheerleader voice.

'You're killing me here. And you call yourself a writer...pfff' Peyton was now hunched over, her curls bouncing up and down from her movements and tears beginning to form in the corner of her eyes.

Lucas shrugged his shoulders and joined in with the laughter. He was making a complete fool of himself and he didn't care because the girl he loved was happy and that was all that mattered.

Peyton eventually caught her breath and was wiping away the tears.

'Phew. I'm knackered he said as he wiped his brow. How you girls cheered for an entire game is beyond me. I need a drink. You want one?'

'Sure.'

'Be right back.' He made his way into the kitchen. He opened the fridge door and the sight he saw was not good

'Peyt, all I seem to have is beer and white glob that could be milk.'

'Beer's fine' she shouted back.

Luke came back to find her on the couch, her legs crossed beneath her.

'Scoot over'

Several cans later they had decided to make things interesting and play truth or dare- well mostly truth.

Peyton grimaced 'That's gross babe'

'It was Tim's doing,' protested.

'Ah yes. "The Tim"' she air quoted reminiscing about the old high school gang.

'My turn,' he drummed his fingers on the beer can.

'Have you ever kissed a girl?'

'Why would you ask that?' She said half defensively

'Err… because we are playing truth or dare,' he shrugged his shoulders, his words dripping with sarcasm.

She shook her head, 'Yeah right. Silly me.'

It was now or never. She was unsure about what to do. Part of her was saying do it. Tell him. He's happy that the Tarheels won and they are both buzzed so hopefully, fingers crossed he will react ok. The other half was in foetal mode, protect you and most of all protect him. What he doesn't know won't hurt him.

'I have.' Her voice hesitant. She's never lied to Lucas and she wasn't going to start now.

'Really?' His interest piqued.

'Yeah,' she nodded blushing slightly as she recalled the very tender yet passion fuelled kiss the two girls had shared earlier.

'Who was it?'

'Rachel.'

'Heh. Girl's night in got more tempting all of a sudden.'

It was her turn to ask a few questions, feel him out. So far so good.

Are you okay with this?

I love you and the thought of someone else kissing you even if it's Rach is not something I could really endorse but it was a one-time thing. And C'mon I am guy. Girl-girl action is hot.

'So it turns you on?' she asked confused as to where this line of questioning would lead.

'Peyt, looking at paint turns me on but nothing compared to what you do to me.'

She felt simultaneously grossed out and touched by Lucas's comment. A feeling she never thought she would feel.

She wanted to tell him more about all the muddled-up thoughts crossing her mind but it could wait. She didn't want to ruin the moment.

Lucas reached out to move a strand of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. He brought his hand to her cheek and cupped it pulling her close.

Her mouth opened up, allowing him to slip his tongue inside and stroke hers. After what seemed like an eternity of duelling, they broke apart. His hands now roaming every inch of her body. Taking in every curve and raise before him. She was beautiful.

She closed her eyes; his fingers moving over her body were as light as a feather.

He reached down, pulling the fabric over her head and throwing it on the floor. Peyton flashed him a look suggesting it would be unfair for her to be half naked if he wasn't. He got the message and swiftly took off his shirt. Peyton leant back feeling Lucas closing in the gap between them. In a teasing fashion, she thrust her hips against his, feeling the bulge straining beneath the fabric of his sweats. Their mouths reunited with heated kisses that elicited a low moan from both of them

Lucas ran his lips down the blonde's sensual neck as her hands traced over his built arms. He travelled lower, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses till he reached her breasts. Without removing his lips, he expertly unclasped her bra and discarded it to the floor.
He resumed his kisses, placing them gently around the nipple. Peyton growled with pleasure, bracing herself with the armrest. His hands moved to her breasts.
Peyton sucked in a deep breath as she felt Lucas take one nipple into his mouth and swirl it around with his tongue before moving onto the next. He kept doing this for a while before stepping back, marvelling in the sight of her body taught and ready for him. His desire was now very evident with a dark blue patch appearing on his pyjama bottoms. He wasn't the only one for she was soaked to the bone.

He briefly got up to take her jeans off, sliding them down her long, lean legs. Doing the same again so she was lying completely naked.

He parted her soft thighs and inhaled. Taking in the sweet scent of her juices he reached out and slipped his index finger into her. He could feel she was aroused, his finger was dripping and her pussy muscles were quivering.

She held her breath as he leaned forward to trace the length of her slit with the tip of his tongue then slid inside to swirl it around. From her constant moaning he could tell she was enjoying his every touch.

He pushed his tongue out to flick her clit before taking it between his lips and sucking down hard. He relentlessly continued eliciting strangled moans from the blonde which meant she was close, not being able to hold it off any longer. Peyton screamed out his name and braced herself squeezing her legs tighter around his head as he began to lap up her juices for what seemed like an eternity before the swell of her orgasm began to recede.

He headed for those gorgeous lips of her and kissed her tenderly, she could taste herself on his lips.

As they continued kissing Peyton moved her hand down to his pants, feeling the bulge jerk as she palmed it. . She pulled away from his mouth but her hand never left his cock. She pushed him back and moved down towards his pulsing member. Now it was her turn to return the pleasure.

She bent forward placed the lightest of kisses over his tip. The muscles in his back strained as she teased before she finally guided him into her hot, moist mouth. Hearing his desperate groans she finally settled into a steady rhythm.

His fingers reached down to entangle in her curls and encourage her to take him in deeper. She relaxed her throat and glided him in with ease, sucking him up and down. The constant bobbing of her head and low humming sent sharp vibrations of pleasure through his body and before he knew it he felt his balls tighten with the oncoming release he so desperately needed. She felt him tighten up in her mouth before he released. She swallowed eagerly, never missing a drop.

She sat up to look at him from under hooded eyes. Her gaze was enough to make the blood pump back down and sure enough it began to stiffen. He picked her up and went to the bedroom where they could be more comfortable. Pushing him down onto the bed, she climbed up and straddled his hips. Swinging her leg over as she bent her knees, she spread her thighs as wide as she could. She began to steadily lower herself onto it and once he was in, Lucas closed his eyes and let out a deep groan, quickly followed by hers.

She began to rock back and forth basking in the fullness she felt. Arching her back, she presented him with an enticing view of her breasts as they bounced and swayed with each movement. As he reached out and pinched his still hardened nipples, he was rewarded with a clenching squeeze around his cock.

She picked up pace as she began to ride him faster and harder, grinding herself against him making sure her clit rubbed against his pubic bone and take a nipple into his mouth and suck hard on it. This action caused her movements to build up and suddenly her back stiffened, her pussy clenched hard around his cock to hold him in place, deep inside her as she came.

She groaned in frustration when he gripped her hips whilst he thrust even harder and deeper inside as his climax was nearing. One last thrust and that was it, he took her nipple into his mouth to silence his screams

Her parted lips and half closed eyes greeted him as he raised his head to look at her. In that moment, he had never seen anything so beautiful.

A/N: Thanks ever so much for the reviews. I really appreciate it. Sorry for the delay but I was having a hard time getting this chapter right. I've neglected LP so far but I hope the smut made up for it.