#193 Why are you wearing my shirt? Please, don't take it off. It looks good on you

Lucas x Maya

Sophomores in college (Maya -20, Lucas -21)

Dating a few months

Her eyes fluttered open and she stretched her arms above her head. Maya rubbed her eyes and slowly took in her surroundings. The gray walls, blue sheets, and wooden desk. Her eyes popped open, those were not hers. She scanned the room for something familiar and landed on a few photos of her and Lucas on his desk. The drowsiness slowly faded away and the night before came back to her. Her head thumped and Maya lightly rubbed her temples. She glanced down to find her body naked and scanned the floor for any of her clothes. Her eyes landed on one of Lucas's shirts and she quickly pulled it over her head. She slipped off the bed, letting the shirt fall down her thighs.

She tiptoed lightly through the apartment, silently begging that there was coffee. Maya had no idea if Lucas's roommate was here and didn't want to have an awkward encounter with him. She tugged the hem of her shirt farther down her thighs as she poked her head into the kitchen. Lucas stood there stirring a cup of coffee, his bare back towards her. Maya saw his muscles ripple with every movement. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his torso. He jumped slightly but relaxed as she laid her head on his back. He softly turned around and laid his arms over her shoulders.

"Hello sweetheart." Lucas said with a smile as he sipped his coffee

"Hey there huckleberry." Maya rested her chin against her chest.

"Sleep well?" Maya nodded and hummed lightly. Lucas set down his coffee up and laid his hands around her waist. His thumb brushed against the naked skin of her uncovered thigh and looked down. He noticed the fact she was only wearing a shirt, his shirt. "Why are you wearing my shirt?" A smirk graced his lips as his fingers toyed with the hem, tickling her gently in the process.

"I don't know where my clothes went last night." Lucas looked around her head and pointed a finger to the small living room. Maya turned around and saw her shirt cascaded haphazardly over a lamp. She giggled slightly and went to get it but Lucas kept her from moving, keeping her back pressed to him. "Do you want me to take off your shirt or not?"

"Please," He sighed as he laid his chin on her head, "don't take it off. It looks good on you. Better than it would ever look on me." Maya leaned farther into him, pulling his arms tighter around her.

"If you makes you feel any better, any shirt of yours would look better on me." She was teasing him.

"Oh I know it would. But something tells me that no matter who wears the shirt it will ultimately look the best on the floor." Maya turned around still in his grasp and moved her arms so they were around his neck. He leaned down to kiss her and Maya returned with the same amount, maybe even more, passion. Lucas's hands slid down her body and over her butt until they were beneath her thighs. He bent down a little farther and suddenly stood up, bringing Maya with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and locked her ankles behind him. He stumbled forward slightly and gingerly placed her on the counter. Maya's back arched at the coldness of the counter against her bare butt and thighs. Lucas laughed against her lips and ran his hands up and down her legs. Maya pulled him closer by his collar, her tongue sliding over his lips. He tilted his head a little more and deepened the kiss. Maya moaned into his mouth and locked her legs tighter, pulling him closer. Lucas let go of her lips and moved her jawline before sliding down her neck. He began kissing her neck and applied light suction. Maya sucked in a sharp breath and buried her fingers into his hands. She pressed his face deeper into her neck as his hands landed on her hips and squeezed them gently.

It was at that moment that Maya thought she could faintly hear the sound of a lock unlocking and the door open and then close. However she noticed that Lucas didn't stop his movements so she didn't either.

"Oh come on!" Maya heard a voice shout. She jumped at the sudden noise and whipped her head to find Zay standing there with his hands on his hips, a finger pointing at them. She was so close to laughing at his stance but the accusing look in his eyes silence her, "On the counter? Really?"

Maya blushed heavily and slowly unwrapped her legs, letting them dangle. Lucas kept his hands on her hips but pulled away from her neck, "sorry Zay." He apologized with a slight grimace.

"Shut up! I know for a fact that you aren't sorry." Zay now crossed his arms, looking even more like a woman who just found her man cheating. "I love that you guys finally got together and you know I don't care how often you do it but I asked that you always let me know and kept the nasty to the bedroom."

Maya dropped her head onto Lucas's shoulder and snorted in laughter. She could feel Zay's glare burning into her back, "Sorry Zay." But she was definitely not sorry.

Zay scoffed, "Okay. I'm gonna leave for a few hours and when I get back either Maya you aren't here or you are both completely clothed. I have standards in this house and you certainly aren't meeting those by just wearing Lucas's shirt."

"I'm surprised he wasn't more pissed about my shirt on the lamp." Maya whispered to Lucas but Zay picked it up. He saw it, but frankly he was happier that it didn't catch on fire.

"Oh I saw it." Zay responded and smiled when he saw Maya's body tense slightly, "However Lucas, Maya does look cuter in that shirt than you ever could." Zay only said to get a rise out of his friends. He noticed his narrowed eyes and pointed gaze.

Maya stuck her tongue out at Lucas, "told you." She looked over her shoulder, "I'll see you later Zay."

"Oh, you're leaving?" Zay asked completely clueless.

Maya shook her head sympathetically, "no sweetie… you are." Zay just frowned and walked out the door. Maya laughed at the passive-aggressiveness of the door slam. Lucas didn't miss a beat and instantly attached his lips to hers again.

Maya pulled away slightly breathless and Lucas looked down at her, a dark look in his eyes. Lucas moved closer to her ear and whispered huskily, "Want to continue in the bedroom?" Maya just whimpered and nodded. Lucas instantly picked her up and carried her down the hallway and back to his bedroom. He dropped her on the bed and hovered above her. His arms were flexed as he kept his body from crushing hers. Maya was propped up on her elbows as she continued to kiss him. She soon moved her hands from supporting herself to tracing up his very muscular stomach. She drew patterns on his skin until they reached his shoulders. Maya flipped them over so Lucas was now laying on the bed and she was straddling him. Her knees were placed on either side of his hips and her hair cascaded around them creating a sort of shield. Lucas found the hem of her shirt and slowly puller it up her body until he broke the kiss to pull it off leaving her completely naked.

"I though you didn't want me to take it off?" Maya smirked

"I guess I'll make an exception." Lucas winked and trailed his hands up her back. Maya shivered and her hands found his waistband, quickly undoing the tie and pulling off his sweatpants and boxers. Lucas gripped her butt pulling her closer to his member. Maya ground her hips against his and Lucas groaned loudly. Suddenly, Lucas felt the weight of Maya shift off his body. He turned his head to watch her backside crawl higher up on his bed. She point a finger at him and motioned him forward. He quickly followed her lead and was suddenly above her again, rushing their kissing.

Everything between them at this point was just pure passion and lust. The exploring fingers and lingering tongues. The way Maya's toes curled when Lucas lapped at her and how her back arched when he plunged a third finger deep into her core. Or the way Lucas squeezed his eyes so tight when Maya enveloped his member in her warm mouth and how his hands always clenched the sheets trying to hold back from his impending release. The thing that was just too much for both of them was when Lucas would line himself up with her entrance and slowly push in. His considerable size always making Maya moan in pleasure. How his pace always quicken after the third pump to almost unimaginable speed. He would grip her hips and Maya would claw at his back, completely breathless. Maya always reached her climax first and Lucas would slow down to give her time to come down from the high before quickening his pace once again. Maya always held Lucas close to her body, gripping his hair or shoulders. And the few times when Lucas was trying to hold off to the very last second, he would bite down on Maya's shoulder. This caused her to cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure which typically ended in her second orgasm, which would send Lucas over. He lazily rolled off her and brushed the hair out of her face before scooting himself down his body again.

He would caress her skin and kiss any part that he might've left a mark so she didn't feel dirty or used. He would press light kisses to either side of her hips and then her shoulder. Maya always smiled and giggled when he would kiss her stomach and repeatedly told him he didn't have to do that. She knew he wasn't using her, like her past boyfriends. She knew that this meant something between them but Lucas was just that kind of boyfriend, plus he loved kissing her. They would spend the next 45 minutes just cuddling and pressing light kisses to the other person before one of them insists on food. This prompts the two to actually get up and get ready for the day, which usually consists of shower sex and then getting ready. It would soon become their morning routine. Waking up to sex, shower sex, and then actually get ready before ending their day with sex again.

Zay hated it. He hated having a room next to Lucas's. He hated always hearing them and never knowing when it was safe to be in his own home. He hated finding random pieces of Maya's clothes around his apartment. He hated it all. Except for the fact that he fucking loved them as a couple.

So Zay put up with it until the end of their sophomore year and then he declared he was moving out and moving in with Farkle. Lucas would complain about not having a roommate but then Maya would offer to live with him sending Riley into a complete frenzy. But luckily they have a sixth friend, one who just transferred to their college to get her medical degree. So Isadora Smackle comes swopping in and the clique six is all back together, leaving within 3 subway stops of each other.

All because Lucas didn't want Maya to take off a shirt, because it looked better on her.