Lukas

You watch as Lukas walks in, pushing the door open as he runs a hand through his hair.

"Oi, dipshit!" he calls, before he stops, the smile disappearing off his face, quickly replaced with a blush. "Oh, hey Jacqueline."

"Hey," you say, blushing as Lukas clearly checks you out. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I thought my friend was down here. He's supposed to be on laundry duty. You haven't seen him, have you?"

You pause for a moment, unsure of what excuse to make, before Saoirse quickly comes to the rescue.

"Oh, he's taken a walk with Grace in exchange for..."

"Hey! I don't give a shit! I don't want to hear about my friend's sex life."

Saoirse giggles in response to that, as Lukas just awkwardly scratches your hair.

"Sorry, I'll leave you alone if you're busy. Bye, Jacqueline," Lukas begins, before Saoirse stops him.

"Wait, Lukas," Saoirse smiles. "Don't you want to compliment Jacqueline's outfit?"

Lukas looks over you again, smiling as he blushes.

"Yeah, you look really cute, Jacqueline. I love your outfit."

"Give her a twirl," Saoirse smiles at you.

You nod obediently, before spinning around on the balls of your feet. Your skirt flies up, giving a flash of your navy panties to Lukas.

"Jesus, you look sexy," Lukas says.

"She does, right?" Saoirse says. "Ugh, she's one of my favorite little sluts, aren't you, Jacqueline? I bet you'd love to have a moment with her, wouldn't you?"

Lukas nods slowly, as Saoirse strokes the back of your head. She leans into you, whispering in your ear.

"How about you show me what a little slut you are for me, OK?"

You nod hesitantly, as Saoirse walks over to Lukas, grabbing him by the hand and slowly pulling him over to you. Reaching one hand down to unbutton Lukas' trousers, Saoirse leans in and presses her lips against yours, pulling you in close. Her lips are hard against yours, before her tongue slides into your mouth. You slowly draw circles around her tongue with yours, her tongue dipping into your mouth as she sticks it down your throat. She kisses you passionately for a moment, as her warm hand slides Lukas' cock out of his pants. She pulls back from you, winking at his hardened cock.

"I knew that'd get you going. So, what position do you want our little slut in?"

"Oh, I don't mind," Lukas says, breathing heavily as if taken aback by how quickly this is happening."

"Alright. My beautiful little slut, assume whatever position takes your fancy."