Embrace Lukas

You wrap your arms around Lukas, pulling him close his cock slides free of your ass. You yank up your panties, feeling the warm, wet cum dripping out of your asshole and hitting your lacy panties as you lie on top of Lukas, both of you breathing heavily. Lukas' brow furrows as he arm slips under your skirt, bringing it out and staring at the cum streak from where his hairy wrist rubbed against where you shot your load. Your heart skips a beat for a moment, as Lukas' expression changes.

"Oh shit, sorry. I didn't mean to get cum all over your dress. I've no idea how that even happened."

"It's OK," you say, relieved. "Don't worry about it."

"Wow, so you're super hot, we're into the same things and you love sex about as much as I do. What's your awful secret?"

You nervously laugh, but given Lukas' smile, he seems to just think you're overwhelmed by the compliments.

"Come on, we should get back to the show."

"Sure," you smile, Lukas wrapping his big, muscly arms around you again.

You continue watching your show through the night, taking breaks to smoke, drink and fuck. When the night's nearing its end, Lukas offers to let you sleep over, but you know your roommates will be back soon, and you're in no mood to test your disguise, and make them wonder where exactly Jack has gone, so you head back to Saoirse's room to clean yourself off, get changed, spray on some deodorant to make sure there's no trace of scent on you, and creep back into your room.

You have to admit, as you're drifting off to sleep, Lukas' snoring sounds a lot sweeter than it normally does.