Luka was walking down the hall to the cafeteria after he finished the recording for Blink Gone, hoping to find a snack— maybe banana milk? He hopes they have it in stock. But he can't help but feel like he's being followed...

He checks over his shoulder, knowing he probably looks paranoid, but Luka just can't shake the feeling someone is watching him. He sighs, deciding to just ignore the feeling and get to the cafeteria. His stomach growls at the thought, and he walks faster.

It's right when Luka lets his guard down that the door to a storage closet opens and he's yanked inside. He can't even shout before there's a hand over his mouth and another set of hands pushing him inside the closet. He panics, arms flailing wildly as he tries to free himself. "Hel—!"

Hands grab his arms from behind and suddenly there's a mouth on his. It catches him off guard, and now there's a tongue pushing its way past his lips and he whimpers. "Shh.." the person kissing him says. Luka gasps as the person behind him slides their hands to his waist, "it's alright, Luka."

"Ivan," he whines as he's pushed into another kiss. Ivan's hands slide down to grip his ass in his large palms. Luka gasps, flushing with embarrassment. "Ivan!"

"We need you. Now." He whispers against Luka's plush lips.

A mouth comes to bite at his neck, sucking at the mark left behind. He pants into his kiss with Ivan, moaning lowly as one of Ivan's hands leaves his ass to cup his cheek. "Till!" He squeaks out as the man bites the back of his neck, Till's hands sliding up beneath his shirt. Long fingers, calloused from playing the guitar, pull and pinch at his sensitive nipples. Luka cries, tears beading up in the corners of his eyes. "Mmh—"