It's 2 a.m night. As he won another race, you both came back home on his motorbike. Getting inside the home, he took off his shirt, getting comfortable, as he came behind you, hugging you from back. You were in the kitchen, pouring some water for yourself and him. Lucas moaned softly, taking in your scent as he hid his face in your hair. "Love, I'm hungry, can we eat?"