A/N: Hello. Happy to be updating a lot more often these days :)
Luka doesn't speak on the car ride back home. 'Stay Ready' by Jhene Aiko plays faintly on her stereo. Every now and then, Luka pulls back her hand to change gears only for it to return to mine. It's late and I find myself wrapped around her waist as she drives. I breathe and take in vanilla and lavender.
She rubs my back and runs her fingers through my hair. I wonder what she is thinking about but I hope that there is some peace.
It was not perfect but she finally got to see her brother.
Luki is actually his middle name but he prefers it over Richard Jr. Rose Kisakova came up with the names Luki and Luka.
Luki loved his mom and he never got over her untimely death. It was very difficult for him to accept that she was never coming back. For a while, he thought that it was a dream and that she would return from her usual visits to Russia.
Luki would wait by the door sometimes and imagine his mother coming home with a heavy coat and luggage by her side.
Luka was very young when it happened but Luki remembers as if it was yesterday. Both of them remember the funeral. Luka would hear 'sorry' a lot and not understand. In her young, undeveloped mind at the time, she thought that sorry was something to only be said after hurting someone's feelings or accidentally breaking something. She could not fathom how one could apologize for something as drastic as a death, let alone a suicide. She would think, 'sorry for what?' So, she never liked it.
As for Luki, he coped differently. It was typical for a rich kid such as himself to indulge in the temptations available to someone as privileged as him. Luki started drinking and smoking cigarettes at the age of twelve. By thirteen, he moved to marijuana and by sixteen, he enjoyed cocaine. Luki became self-destructive after his mother passed away. After losing his wife, Richard Megurine became colder than he already was. His kids no longer had a mother and she was always there for them before her unfortunate demise. The house felt empty. Luki would play video games or hang out with his older friends. Meanwhile, Luka had Lily to distract herself with.
I will never understand nor can I be upset about it. Luka and Lily were childhood friends and it sort of reminds me of Miki and I. I am thankful that my feelings for Miki did not get in the way. We remain good friends despite our ups and downs. As for Luka and Lily, that friendship became complicated as they grew up.
Lily was older than Luka by a month. Her birthday was in April. Luka's was in May. They were happy together and then one day, Luka moved.
This greatly affected Lily. At the time, she did not know why Luka moved but she vividly remembers the sadness she felt over not seeing her best friend. Lily would never see Luka again until high school. The rest is history.
The Megurine siblings are not so different.
Blessed by genes, the siblings have an advantage in society and not just because of money and social rankings. They have something in their eyes that one cannot describe. One look and it's as if they pull you into a spell.
Luckily for the two, Luka and Luki inherited their mother's eyes.
Rose Kiskova grew up in the city of Sergiyev Posad in Russia. One day, while walking down the street, a well-known photographer from the UK noticed her. Rose didn't trust the man at first but she needed money. It was her dream to move to Moscow. Instead, Rose moved to the United Kingdom and her presence became very well-known among the fashion industry. It was there that she met Richard Megurine. They moved in and then had two children. The couple never married.
Rose was known for her beauty, particularly for her turquoise eyes. Before she made it as a supermodel, Rose wanted to be a school teacher for children. She still thought about it but the idea would never come into fruition. She was invested in her family. While everyone saw a mother happy with her life, deep down, Rose was not okay.
Luka was too young to notice but Luki always felt that his mom was suffering. There was an emptiness in her eyes that he would catch and eventually, that emptiness overcame her judgment and Rose was found in the bathroom with her wrists slit.
The Megurine family did not understand.
They still don't.
It was difficult. One minute, Rose was tucking her children into bed, singing lullabies and kissing them 'good night'. The next, she was gone.
It was a trauma that scarred Luki and Luka forever. Eventually, the two grew up and molded into people they never thought they would become. Luka never thought of herself as beautiful as her mother but she was her split image. In fact, for some time, it was difficult for her father to look at her. This angered the younger Megurine and as a result, she rebelled. Luka played a role with her friends. She didn't have to do much to get attention, it always found her. So, she played with it. In fact, she enjoyed it. She had fun with the idea that others were so obsessed with her. She found it entertaining. People were toys to her.
One night, she had an argument with her father about Gakupo Kamui. The older boy was the son of a family friend, a very important lawyer. Richard wanted Luka to "act a certain way" so as to not make her family look bad among the Kamuis.
Then she said it.
"You are so obsessed with controlling me because you couldn't stop Mom from killing herself!"
Richard slapped his daughter for the first time that night. It was not intentional. She was angry. He was angry. Luka moved on from it but it only added to her list of shitty traits. She became more rebellious and as a result, she sought out Lily Masuda. At the time, the blonde was captain of the cheer squad and not as open. She was more reserved, a complete opposite to the Lily Masuda now.
That same week, Lily and Luka had sex. It was both their first times with another woman. After that, they couldn't stop seeing each other. Lily would pretend to be studying. Luka would pretend to tutor her. Behind closed doors, they were fucking. Luka enjoyed it but Lily began to want more from her childhood friend. She wanted to be with Luka and she couldn't stand seeing Gakupo with her. She was jealous and she would cut it off only to come back. It happened many times.
Then it started to happen less and less but Lily held on to it. Luka would come back. She always came back. The sex was a drug. Then Luka met me and something changed for once.
Finally, there was someone else.
"We're here."
I yawn and stretch, popping a kink in my lower back.
"Already?" I groggily say.
Luka hums. I look down and notice that our hands are still entwined. I smile and meet her eyes but before I can kiss her good night, I notice that I am not home. Luka decided to bring us back to her place instead.
"Luka?"
"You can stay over, right?"
I'm surprised that she is asking, only because last time I was here, her father asked me to leave. He wasn't happy and I thought it would be best to avoid the Megurine residence altogether. Seems like Luka doesn't think so.
"If you're worried about my dad, he's in Italy."
"Oh."
"All week."
She kisses my hand and I take it as a plea. She really wants me to stay over. Suddenly, my phone rings. It's Miki.
"Miku, what the fuck. Where are you?"
I do my best to sound upbeat but Miki sees right through it. I admit that I am a bit embarrassed. I lost count of how many times I've bitched about Luka yet, here I am, once again, with her.
"Miki! Hi!"
"Cut that crap, Miku. I know you're with her. Put me on speaker."
"Miki, I'm not going to-
"I SAID PUT ME ON SPEAKER!"
I flinch as my best friend shouts into the phone. Luka notices and she shakes her head.
"That bitch is probably rolling her eyes at me, isn't she?"
"Miki!"
Luka suddenly leans over and shouts back.
"Actually, I'm not. How are you, Miki?"
"Crumpet-eating, tea sucking, God saved the queen listening, yankee doodle!"
Luka laughs.
"Yankee doodles are American, not British, Miki!"
"I don't think she gives a shit, Luka! Stop encouraging her!" I hiss back.
I swear, these two. I facepalm as my best friend continues to rant. She calls Luka every name under the sun. I struggle to calm her down.
"Miki, I have to go, I'm sorry."
-swear! Who do you think you are?! Ugly Stone-face hoe bag! Boston tea party called! They want no taxes!"
Miki may think that she is calling out Luka but her choice of words are entertaining the latter. In fact, Luka finds it so amusing that she can't stop laughing. As much as I don't want to, I have no choice but to hang up on my best friend. I'm sure that she won't even notice considering how she hasn't been able to stop swearing for the past two minutes.
I sigh.
This could go all night.
The lights are out at the Megurine house. Luka doesn't bother turning them on. I am blindly led to the stairs. Even though it is dark, I can make out Luka's face whenever she glances over. She bites her lip and I swallow hard at the thought of what may be as soon as we enter her room.
"Do you want to shower?"
She doesn't bother turning the light on in her room either. Despite this, the moonlight peering out of her window is enough.
"Okay."
Luka smiles softly before leading me to her bathroom. She turns the water on and begins to undress. I can't help but watch her.
"Miku, can you unzip me?"
I gulp and take a step forward. My fingers shake. Even though I've seen her naked before, I can't help but be nervous. As I pull down the tab, the black clad peels off and exposes her skin-kissed skin. I am tempted to kiss and suck the base of her neck but I control the urge. I bite my lip as I continue to watch her pull at the garment below her hips. As soon I see her fine, pert ass come into view, I have to turn away.
Fuck.
Luka's body is Aphrodite incarnate.
"Miku?"
I must have swore out loud. Luka looks over, seemingly confused. I can't tell if she is being serious.
"Are you okay?" she asks.
I shake my head and start to hurriedly undress myself, secretly yearning to see all of her soon.
"I'm fine!"
Suddenly, she turns and I almost pass out then and there. I am reminded of her body and all of its glory. From her full and pert breasts to her taut abs, I struggle to contain myself. In fact, I rush into the shower, hoping that Luka doesn't notice my hungry stare. As soon as she follows, she makes it clear that she did.
"Relax," she whispers.
The water is steaming yet I shiver from her touch. I immediately turn around and latch my lips onto hers. We kiss under the hot water. My center throbs as I grasp at Luka's bare flesh, feeling every curve available to my reach. It's a sensual moment between us. Our tongues brush and our teeth clash. Suddenly, Luka forces me against the wall. I anticipate her to get on her knees but to my surprise, Luka resumes showering, totally ignoring my yearning state.
She innocently glances back. A smile stretches her lips. I'm shocked as I continue watching her from pouring shampoo on her head to scrubbing her glistening skin.
"Miku, really, how long are you just going to stand there," she laughs.
I pout and reluctantly follow suit.
My ears fill with the sound of Luka's blow dryer. I know that it's selfish but I havn't stopped sukling since we got out of the shower. Luka does not stray from expressing her amusement from this. Her smile hasn't left either and I am beginning to think that she is doing it on purpose.
"C'mere."
It's my turn.
I flinch as I feel the hot air against my face. Luke giggles and runs her fingers through my damp hair. I can't help but roll my eyes at the view before me. I swear it's like she's my mommy right now. After a moment, she gushes.
"There we go," she coos, "All clean and dry now, isn't it nice?"
"Stop," I mumble.
My blush intensifies more so of the embarrassment of being treated like a kid.
"Don't be like that," Luka sighs, "I'm just kidding."
She holds me close and kisses my temple. I struggle to hold back a smile. Luka notices and giggles.
"C'mon."
She leads me to her bedroom. Swallow hard for what is to come. Me, I am sure of that.
I bite my lip and struggle to contain my voice.
I'm bent over, legs spread, butt up as Luka fucks me into oblivion. I hear the friction between her fingers and my slick heat. Her fingers penetrate deep, hooking as they enter. My hips jolt and I beg her to go faster.
Luka grunts before complying. She slaps my ass. My pussy pops. I gush and scream into her pillow. Before I can catch my breath, her hot breath meets my core. It's on to the next round.
She sucks HARD. I cry out and she giggles.
"So cute," Luka whispers before moaning into my dripping core.
Her tongue plays with my clit, delicately sucking at my nub as I ache for more. My knuckles turn white as I grab onto her sheets. I close my eyes shut, seeing sparks under my eyelids as I hear such naughty sounds fill the room.
"Mmmm!"
Luka moans so sweetly, as if she is enjoying a delectable meal. She opens her mouth and takes in a great amount of my flesh, sucking and licking. My legs shake and soon, I find myself once again, screaming into the pillow that I have gotten so used to soiling with my sweat and saliva.
I drop to the mattress but before I have time to catch my breath, Luka flips me over. A keen smile graces her features. She spreads my legs further before settling herself in between. Hot pink curls grind against my own dampness. She rolls her hips and groans. The slick heat between us feels as if we are melting and becoming one.
"Oh, Miku!"
Luka places a hand by her face and bites at her pinky. She glides with ease against my wet pussy. I cry and the sound encourages the beautiful woman to quicken her pace. Luka's face is flushed with excitement. Her eyes are dilated with utmost passion. She looks onto me as if I am the only body on earth that can satisfy her deepest desires. I feel her tense up as she approaches sweet release. She bites her lip before a seductive smirk stretches her full, rosy lips. Suddenly, her mouth parts and Luka comes.
"Oooh! OH! FUCK!"
She trembles and holds onto my hips for dear life, riding the waves of her orgasm in a slow and sensual motion. As she comes down, Luka closes her eyes and purses her lips, biting down as she recovers from the high.
"Fuck," she laughs so lightly before laying next to my trembling form. Her clammy skin brushes against my own and she holds me.
"My baby," she whispers sweetly, "My baby is okay?"
I struggle to catch my breath. Luka kisses me and swallows my moan. I breathe deeply inside her mouth and she catches my lip with her teeth. Suddenly, she growls and climbs over me. She pulls at my hips from behind and slaps my ass.
"Up."
I look over my shoulder. Luka grunts and lifts my hips, encouraging me to raise them. I do so with extreme effort, still weak from the previous orgasm. Her hands roam the soft skin of my ass, feeling and grasping at the flesh. Luka takes a deep breath through her teeth, releasing as she lowers her lips to my crack. I moan instantly as I feel her tongue play with the crease leading to my delicate flesh. Her tongue trails further down and my hips jolt in response. I breathe deeply. My eyes close as I feel her hot, wet muscle, probing at my most sensitive nerves.
"Nng! AH!"
She spreads me, her thumbs dig into the soft flesh of my ass cheeks. She licks and probes, arousing my body's most taboo part. I feel the nerves erupt and the heat in my belly rise. I cry out, feeling as if I am melting. I feel so hot, so hot and SO DIRTY.
"Luka!" I cry out against the pillow.
I hear her giggle before she inserts two fingers deep inside my dripping core. I scream. Luka moans at my muffled cries. She pumps her fingers, increasing the tempo with each second passing by. I feel myself get closer. Suddenly, to Luka's surprise, I pull back from the pillow and let out my cries of pleasure. I take the chance. He's in Italy. He can't hear me from there.
"AH! AHHHH!"
The sound of my voice begging and screaming for more eggs Luka on. Suddenly, just as my walls begin to flutter and my clit begins to engorge with intense heat, Luka inserts a finger into the delicate opening of my ass. She pumps, both hands are working, driving me insane with each stroke. I come so hard and scream her name.
"LUKA!"
She moans deeply and my walls flutter. My pussy twitches, sucking in her fingers as she continues to stroke and prolong my orgasm. All the while, I can feel the nerves of my delicate rosebud pulsing and squeezing Luka's digit. She slowly retracts and licks my nerves so delicately.
"Luka," I cry out once more.
She kisses me and I taste myself. I am sweet but tart.
I wake to find the side of the bed empty.
"Luka?"
I rub my eyes and stretch before removing myself from Luka's bed. It's been awhile since I have been left alone among her things and I am tempted to snoop. Before I allow myself to indulge, I become too curious to pass on the faint music playing from outside her door. After dressing in a simple oversized t-shirt, I peek out the door and notice that the hallways are empty.
I recognize the song as 'None of Your Concern' by Jhene Aiko.
As I step closer to the source of the music, the smell and sizzling of bacon and ham fills my nostrils. My stomach growls as I descend the stairs and into the main room. As soon as I step into the kitchen, Luka welcomes me with a cheerful grin.
"Finally! I was wondering when you were gonna get up."
I pout as I sit at the counter beside her. Luka is wearing an apron under a white blouse. I blush at the sight of her long creamy legs.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I ask.
Luka kisses me lightly on the temple before replying.
"You look too cute," she adds, "Thought it would be a crime to do so."
There is something very different about Luka today. It feels as if everything is normal for once. It's strange but I cannot describe it. In fact, I cannot help but observe her in silence as she rummages through the kitchen.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" she chuckles as she places an empty plate in front of me.
I straighten my posture and nervously laugh.
"Oh, nothing."
Luka hums and serves me a generous amount of vibrant yellow scrambled eggs, crisp bacon and juicy slices of ham. My mouth waters at the sight and I try my best not to hork it down.
"Do you want coffee?"
I nod and watch Luka as she brings a pot of freshly brewed coffee over to the counter. I watch the hot liquid pour into my mug.
"Thank you."
I don't mean to be so nervous but I can't help it. This is a first for us, to be alone in her kitchen, eating breakfast like a married couple. My blush intensifies at the thought.
"Cream, sugar?"
"Y-yeah, thanks."
"Miku, relax, what's wrong?"
I pinch myself. After so many dreams about Luka and a seemingly perfect life with her, I have to make sure that this is real.
"I just never thought this would happen."
"What? Breakfast with me?"
She laughs.
I know that it might sound foolish but after everything that Luka and I have gone through, this feels like a miracle and yet, here we are.
I enjoy my food and listen as Luka shares a story of how she came to be able to make such perfect scrambled eggs. She says that the secret is adding milk and water but not too much of both as it can greatly affect the texture. I listen intently all the while taking note of how beautiful Luka Megurine is.
'You know, she did fuck Lily when you two were together.'
My fingers slip and my fork lightly clashes against my plate. The sound is enough to cut my previous thought away. It's as if I am trying to find something wrong right now. I cough and take a swig of my coffee. Luka notices.
"Are you okay?"
She lightly pats my back. I straighten my posture and do my best to brush off the sudden discomfort that I felt seconds ago.
"I'm fine, I'm just…"
Luka wraps her arms around me as I struggle to complete whatever sentence I had in mind.
"What is it?" she asks.
Luka tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. I relax under her soft gaze and sigh.
"It's nothing."
I look up from my plate and meet her eyes.
"Really."
Luka hums. I can tell that she doesn't believe me but for the sake of this moment, I cannot be honest. Ever since last night, it's as if we have a fresh start and I don't want to ruin it. Miki will say that I should be mad. Some would call me stupid. Most would feel sorry for me.
What do I feel though? What do I want?
"Miku?"
"Luka, can I ask you something?"
She swallows hard before replying. I can tell that she's become nervous at my sudden question. Even so, she does her best to maintain the mood.
"Anything, cutie."
I smile at the pet name. 'Baby', 'cutie', she's been calling me that a lot lately. I like it.
"Well…"
I take a deep breath, twirling my fork through the remainder of my breakfast.
"It's just that, I don't know," I shrug, "I deserve…"
I'm having extreme difficulty expressing what I want to say. To say that 'I deserve' yet feel insecure when I say so says alot about me. Miki is right. I deserve the best and I am doing my best to express myself. I just don't know how to do it these days. I don't want to lose Luka but I want to make things clear.
"Why did you do it?"
I wait for her to respond but Luka stays silent. Judging by her eyes, she knows what I am referring to and I am thankful that I don't have to say the blonde's name just yet.
"I can't just..forget that it happened. You understand?"
I look up at Luka. Her turquoise eyes are set intently on to me as she listens. In fact, I am a bit surprised that she hasn't tried changing the subject.
Suddenly, Luka embraces me and breathes deeply against my neck. I shiver from the intense warmth.
"I do," she mumbles against my skin.
We stay silent for a moment. Luka does not pull back. I can feel her tense against me. That's when it hits me. Could it be?
She knows she fucked up. She knows that even though I was with her last night, in a moment so dear and special, I can still go away. Before I muster the courage to ask what she is feeling, she beats me to it. I am happy yet sad.
"I don't want to lose you, Miku."
A/N: Luka finally says it. Feel free to share your thoughts in the reviews :) At this point, I am doing my best to figure out how things are going to end. I think since reuniting with her brother, Luka has closure. As for Miku, she has gone through a lot in this story and it will be a challenge how I am going to wrap this up in a way that brings peace. Stay tune :) Thank you for reading!