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Vanilla

Lashton, boyxboy, 18+

Warnings: just talk about sex, but no actual smut (yet)

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"Tie me up"

Luke's head shot up from his fashion magazine "Sorry, what?"

"Sorry, I meant tie my hands up"

"Uh -", Luke slowly blinked at his best friend, eyeing the bandana he had had on his head just minutes ago and was now holding out towards Luke.

"I can't stop pulling and scratching my hair out again.", Ashton sigherd, sitting down on the couch next to Luke, "You know, just like with how bad it got when we were all nervous about how our new setlist for the 5SOS show would be received"

"Oh", Luke was finally understanding.

Ashton had this habit of pulling on his hair an scratching his scalp, when he got nervous. Often he just busied himself with something like playing the drums and wore bandanas to stiffle the urge when it got especially bad.

Michael joked that this was why he would he the first to go bald.

It got less when they were on tour just because there was so much going on all the time. But right now they were relaxing, taking time off after tour... or supposed to be relaxing.

Ashton was thinking about concept for his second solo album, trying out different lyrics and emotions as he had told Luke but didn't want to show anyone yet.

"Hey, you know that no one expects anything. You're stressing yourself -"

"I know", the older interrupted, "I just - I have so much motivation but I wanna make it different, not just a repeat of my first album. But I'm not even writing anymore, I just keep fucking pulling on my stupid hair and I'll be fucking bald by our next single and -"

"So you want me to tie you up?", Luke interrupted to stop his rambling. Luke might seem dumb sometimes but he knew his best friend inside out and he knew what to do to stop him from doing things like this. Summing up what he intended to say before he goes off the rails with overthinking and rambling too much was one of those things.

Ashton nodded, looking exhausted.

"Okay", Luke tucked the dark purple bandana from Ashton's fingers, "So - oh ... just ... like that?"

Ashton was holding up his wrists, hands balled to fists next to each other.

"Seems a little kinky, huh", Luke grinned stupidly, while also doing as his friend had requested and tying the cloth around his wrists.

"Very funny", Ashton's voice was dry.

Once Luke was done tying him up, Ashton slouched on the couch, tied hands falling limp into his lap.

"And what now?", Luke asked curiously.

"I don't know... nothing, I guess"

"I mean if you had a girlfriend she'd have some ideas -", Luke broke off into giggles at Ashton's glaring eyes, hands coming up to cover his mouth. Which he then waved in front of Ashton's face "Oh look what I can do"

"Funny", Ashton mumbled with an eyeroll, but he was smiling.

Everytime over the next hour when Ashton lifted his tied hands to scratch his nose or scoop a curl of dark blonde hair out of his eyes, Luke would giggle quietly next to him. Ashton did nothing, except taking deep breaths, while Luke scribbled into his notebook. The urge to write something himself that he knew he couldn't and would just end up pulling his hair grew smaller and smaller.

But he still ended up raising his hands, attempting to pull his roots out of frustration. His fingers wrapped around a curl on top of his head and -

"Ouch!"

"No hair pulling", Luke said firmly as he set the notebook he had just slapped Ashton's fingers with back in his lap.

"You're so vanilla"

"Heyyy, don't use my joke techniques against me"

"Why? Do you feel attacked?", Ashton grinned brightly at his younger bandmate, "Is it because you are vanilla?"

"Huh?", he poked him in the ribs when he didn"t get a response, still grinning cheekily, "Is that why you never talk about your one night stands? Cuz they're reaaaally vanilla?"

"Even if they were, that's nothing I'd be embarrassed about"

"Mhmm", Ashton poked him again, "This your way of saying you're vanilla?"

Thinking back, the drummer should've expected Luke to snap, his whole goal at the moment was to get a reaction out of him after all.

But he still wouldn't have expected Luke to suddenly grab his tied wrists, push them up over his head and backwards, thus making Ashton fall on his back on the couch. He found himself with his hands above his head, held in place by Luke's who was bending over him now.

"Trust me, Ash, I'm nowhere near vanilla and you better stop nagging me if you don't wanna find out how far I am from that"

Ashton's eyes just about bugged out of his head.

What the fuck?

Luke seemed to think the same, as he suddenly let go of Ashton's wrists like he had been burned just as quick as he'd grabbed them.

"I uh - yea, no I'm not - anyway", he coughed, sitting up and a little further away from Ashton, "I'll keep writing my lyrics"

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let me know if you want a second part of this and also hiiii i haven't posted a oneshot in like half a year or so

#ashton irwin #5sos masterlist #ashton imagine #ashton irwin smut #ashton smut #5sos gay smut #fanfic #luke hemmings fanfic #luke hemming imagines #luke 5sos #luke hemmings #luke hemmings smut #5sos #5 seconds of summer #5sos imagine #5sos smut #not really smut here tho #just hints #masterlist

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tinyglitterrose · 3 months

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ohhhh if any of u see this and ure interested dm me a number from 1 to 35 and i'll share the draft 👀

#some of them are just two words #others have full on paragraphs tho😂

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tinyglitterrose · 3 months

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oh it"s 35 drafts 😂

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tinyglitterrose · 3 months

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i have 33 drafts and somehow i'm writing on all of them at once so none are finished yet lmao

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tinyglitterrose · 4 months

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watching saltburn rn so far idk what to think i'm gonna read interpretations about it later

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tinyglitterrose · 4 months

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sometimes i giggle at seeing new likes to my stories cuz i'm like u like this filth hehehe u like that dirty stuff i wrote 🤭

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tinyglitterrose · 5 months

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NONE of us are or will ever be aunties or uncles anything except fans of her father to Michael and Crystal's child, okay.

It is weird AS HELL AND MESSED UP to put her name in your username, put her picture as your background / profile picture, write fanfic with her in it cuz she's literally a baby or anything like that.

Calm down and realize that we do not know Mike in real life. okay? okay.

#it's absolutely crazy that i have to make a post about this on my smut account #but some of y'all...#how can you he this stupid #it's just stupid there's no other word

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tinyglitterrose · 5 months

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i posted a new smut imagine

#it's mashton 🥰#hope u like it #im glad to be back haha #5sos smut

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tinyglitterrose · 5 months

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Spoiled

part three of the Princess Series

Mashton, boxboy, 18+

Bottom Ashton, Top Michael

Warnings: SMUT

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"Hey, Ash?", Michael opened the door to the back room of their tour bus.

Ashton looked up from his phone, sitting up more straight from where he'd been lazily lounging on the long couch. Calum and Luke were fumbling around in the kitchen, trying to cook, while the bus was driving on the high way.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Not much", Michael shrugged his shoulders and walked into the room, maybe a bit too casually, "You?"

Ashton shrugged as well, turning back to his phone.

Michael just stared at him.

"You sure you're good?", Ashton looked back up, grinning lopsidedly at his bandmate.

"Mhh, well", he waited until Ashton furrowed his eyebrows to keep talking, "I think I could be. If I wasn't the only one being excluded."

"Ex- from what?", the drummer was more than confused, especially with how Michael was grinning like a menace at him. Was he high?

Michael shrugged again, sighing as if something traumatic had happened to him but none of the boys cared enough to notice it.

Ashton laid his phone down beside him, giving Mike his full attention.

"Did we do something? I'm sorry if we did something, Mike, I promise we didn't purposefully exclude you from anything."

"You really didn't, did you?", Michael's face changed to an almost pityful expression. Where was the boy going with this? Ashton looked at him, getting more lost every second, shaking his head again.

"Makes sense", Michael nodded to himself, "After all you're a little princess. Princesses are spoiled, so why would you come up to me, right?"

Ashton's eyes went big. Shit, he had thought that this was almost forgotten. It had been another three weeks since Luke had, well, fucked him with a dildo until he was crying and they hadn't talked about it again. It wasn't awkward either, everything was good.

But apparently not for Michael.

"I, uh-"

"You what? Obviously Luke told us what you two did and you know, I was hoping that maybe you'd come up to me and offer to not have me be the only one being excluded, but oh well. Gotta do everything myself."

"You-"

"Is the mighty princess busy right now or can I pledge for an allowance to touch your oh so fantastic behind?"

"Mike", Ashton winced, he didn't like his best friend sounding so mean. He didn't want him to be pissed off or angry at him.

He caught his lip between his teeth, worriedly biting on it. Should he...? It would make Michael happy again, right? But it would also be so embarrassing. Then again, it would feel good and he secretly loved the humiliation and it wasn't like Mike didn't exactly know what he was asking for.

So Ashton took a long shaky breath, then he slid off the couch and kneeled on the floor, hands claspes together in his lap.

"I'm sorry for being a brat", he mumbled to Michael's left knee.

Michael didn't react at all for a few seconds. Calum and Luke had described Ash as incredibly bratty and unwilling to obey to anything. But now he was kneeling in front of him and apologizing. Without even having been given any instructions to do so.

"Wow, Ash, you can be obedient then, huh?", he was mumbling himself.

"Just - just wanna be a good..."

"A good princess?"

Ashton nodded quickly, still not lifting his gaze and not able to say the word. It still embarrassed him too much to admit to it, that he liked being their princess. He was a man after all, a tall, fit, grown man with chest hair and abs. Being a princess was just... it was so humiliating.

"Say it, Ash"

But he didn't say anything.

"Aw, come on, Ashy", Michael leaned down to put two fingers under the others' chin, making him look him in the eyes, "Tell me what you are or I'll have to fuck the words out of you. And this door over there", he nodded towards the slide door that led to the bunk beds, "has no lock on it. The other boys could just walk in, while I'm making you sit on my cock."

Ashton clamped his mouth shut. He was too stubborn for this. And he kinda wanted what Michael was threatening to do. Wanted him to make him scream and beg so loud that Cal and Luke would come in wondering if he was hurt.

And Michael quickly picked up on that.

"Alright then", he grinned wickedly, lifting his hips off the couch and pushing his pants and underwear down. Before Ashton cod fully register what was happening, his jaw was gripped and forced open and a half hard dick was fed into his mouth.

"Suck", Michael demanded, still holding onto the other man's jaw with a tight grip, but he slid his hand up the side of Ashton's face to then instead take hold of his curls at the back of his head, forcefully pushing him down. Not even Calum had been this rough with Ashton.

Ashton choked but didn't try to pull back.

"Alright, enough", Michael pushed him away barely two minutes later.

Ashton looked up at him with wide eyes, mouth still open. Did he do somethin wrong? Was Michael suddenly digusted of him?

But he wasn't.

"Clothes off", he said, dick still being out and crossing his arms over his chest. He lifted his eyebrows expectantly, when Ashton didn't move.

Ashton gulped, blushing heavily, but started doing as asked.

"That too", Michael grinned when he hesitated to take his boxers off. Biting his lip, the drummer obeyed, then he got back on his knees in front of Mike, hands clasped together in his lap.

Michael didn't say anything for a while, just staring at his older friend and having him sit there in front of him. Entirely naked and waiting for directions.

It was quite a sight to behold and Michael wondered if Ashton would let him take a picture if he asked.

"Tell me if you want me to stop with anything", he said seriously instead and Ashton nodded shakily. He didn't know what to expect, what might be coming.

Or who, he realized when he remembered that any of the other two boys - or even anyone at all - could just walk into the back of the bus.

"Wait here"

Ashton obeyed, not moving an inch until Michael came back. He then turned his head to look at him, but the younger one only had to lift an eyebrow to make Ashton's head whip back around.

"Don't jump", he heard him mumble right behind him. He had kneeled behind Ashton.

Ashton kned his fingers in his lap, anxiously waiting for what Michael was going to do.

He couldn't believe he was in a situation like this again, was this all just okay with his bandmates?

And why did it excite him that he wasn't sure if they enjoyed this as much as he did?

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i haven't posted in quite some time so i'm splitting this one into a two part imagine to give you something new 🥰👀

#5sos masterlist #ashton irwin #ashton imagine #fanfic #5sos gay smut #ashton 5sos #5sos smut #bottom ashton #ashton smut #michael clifford smut #michael 5sos #michael imagine #michael clifford #mashton #mashton fic #5 seconds of summer #5 seconds of smut #5sos #masterlist

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tinyglitterrose · 8 months

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REBLOG IF YOU ARE HELLA BORED AND WOULDN’T MIND SOME CURIOUS ANONS.

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tinyglitterrose · 9 months

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new smut is finally up eyyyyyy, i've kept this one in my drafts for sooo long

#5sos smut #lashton

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tinyglitterrose · 9 months

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Whenever I Want

Lashton, boxboy, 18+

Bottom Ashton, Top Luke

Warnings: SMUT, free use kink

A continuation of i'll let you have it. Lashton getting caught in the dressing room.

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"Ash?"

Ashton turned around from where he had been about to leave the dressing room to get to rehearsals for today's show. They were in Atlanta today, having just landed tonight and the last week had been stressful for the whole band. Shows almost every night and interviews during the day.

"Yeah?", he smiled at Luke, who was giving him an unsure look from where he was leaning against a desk full of makeup and hair products.

He gave a shaky smile that somewhat looked like a weird lopsided grin and Ashton furrowed his eyebrows, walking back into the room, while Michael squeezed past him to join Calum who had already went to the stage. He had talked about needing to practice a bass solo.

"What's up?", Ashton asked, when he had reached the younger man. The door slammed shut behind them, Michael always slammed doors like that.

"You...", Luke shrugged, avoiding eye contact for a moment, "you said we can do - whenever I want, you said that."

"Do what?"

"You know..."

"No, Luke, I have no idea what you want", Ashton laughed, confused. Then he seemed to realize, his eyes widening and mouth opening slightly.

"Yeah", Luke drew out the sound.

"Now?"

Luke shrugged again. "Like, if you're okay with that..."

Ashton turned back, looking at the closed door, then back to Luke and nodded.

Luke grinned widely, happily, at that and turned the switch. Or it was like he had turned a switch. His hands snaked around Ashton's waist, pressing him back against the table and himself against his friends' front.

"Yeah? You gonna let me fuck you right here, right now, just because I want to?"

Ashton was at a loss for words for a second, surprised by the sudden change, just like last time.

"Y-yeah, I said I'd -"

"You'd let me have it, I know", the blonde leant down, face pressing into Ashton's neck so he could bite and suck the skin there, just a little too loose to leave a mark.

"And I'm gonna do exactly that. But we have to hurry", he mumbled against Ashton's neck, the hot breath against his skin making him shudder.

Luke's hands were already wandering down to his ass, squeezing it in his hands and catching Ashton's moans with a kiss.

Ashton's own hands fumbled blindly to pull down the zipper of Luke's off-white slacks. They didn't even slip down his thighs when he had opened them and they both ignored that. It was enough when Ashton pulled out Luke's already glistening erection.

Ashton pumped the length in a steady rhythm, while Luke produced a small lube packet from his pants that he put on the table behind Ashton.

Their hands bumped into each other when Luke went to open Ashton's own pants - colorful striped ones - and then pulled them down his thighs until they fell down to pool at his feet, but they managed.

The drummer stepped out of his pants, barely a second before Luke grabbed at him where his thighs met his ass and lifted him up onto the edge of the table.

"So hot", he mumbled with his eyes focused on Ashton's half hard cock resting on his left thigh.

"Wait", Ashton said when Luke bend down his head towards it. Luke immediately stopped.

"My shoes"

"You want me to take your shoes off?", Luke couldn't help but laugh. Of course right when Luke was about to suck his best friend's dick and literally put his fingers up his ass, he would stop him to complain about his shoes.

"Yes", Ashton said with a serious expression, "I'm not gonna let you fuck me on a table with my shoes on. Shoes have to be off."

Luke was still chuckling when he followed the request - or more likely the order - and took his shoes off. He just took his socks off as well to avoid being stopped again because sex with socks on might be just as unacceptable as sex with shoes on.

"Sexy", he said in a dry sarcastic tone and pulled on one of Ashton's toes playfully, which got him some colorful insults and almost some injuries due to the drummer kicking after him.

Ashton was still grumbling after a moment, so Luke grabbed onto his legs, shifting him further up the table, one hand pushed on his chest until he laid down flat on his back, then both his hands gripped his thighs again and lifted those until Ashton planted his feet on the edge of the table as well.

"I -I...", he mumbled, when he found Luke's head and shoulders between his knees.

Luke met his eyes to show him he was listening even though he just wanted to dive in. He noticed the blush on the drummer's cheeks and the unsure flickering of his hazel eyes.

"I uh, feel a bit exposed", he tried to round it up with a laugh but that didn't really work.

"Do you want to stop?" Luke held himself with his hands on either side of Ashton's hips, upper body now standing between his legs, "We can change the position if you want to."

The other man bit his lip for a small moment, then he shook his head. "S kinda... 's hot. I trust you"

Luke smiled brightly at that last sentence, those three words meant so much and Luke hoped Ashton could sense his appreciation in the kiss he pressed to his lips in return.

Then, however, because Luke was Luke, he grinned: "Such a tasty meal laid out on the table just for me"

"Stooooop", Ashton whisper shouted, eyes wide in embarrassment.

The blonde wiggled his eyesbrows while he leant back down and Ashton was incredibly glad when he finally stopped being weird on purpose and sucked his balls into his mouth.

Ashton's head fell back, hands grabbing on the flat surface, he hadn't expected that even though last time he had already supposed Luke had a thing for balls.

He definitely did. He was mouthing at them, lapping over them, sucking them in, even carefully grazing his teeth over the skin like he just couldn't resist.

Ashton was mewling on top of the table, biting his lip to try and stay quiet but it was to no use. No one had ever paid this much thorough attention to this part of his body, not even himself, and it was overwhelming.

He was so focused on it, that he didn't even realized Luke had opened the lube package, before he was three fingers in and said: "D' you think you're ready?"

Ashton just blinked for a second, shifting his ass on the hard surface of the table and noticing oh yeah there were already fingers in his ass, before he nodded.

He was blushing furiously, something about being laid back on a table, legs spread wide for Luke to stand inbetween... he really felt like a meal - was this how a baked turkey felt on christmas? That was a stupid question, Ashton scolded himself, dead turkeys couldn't think. Plus, he shouldn't be thinking about christmas dinners when he was about to get fucked. Luke was just seconds away from pushing his penis inside the drummer's ass. Again. What even was his life?

As last time, Luke went in unprotected. They had discussed it last time and Luke knew that it was okay, that Ashton even prefered it this way.

"Ohhh", he moaned when he felt the tip breach his hole. His back arched off the table slightly when the blonde slowly pushed all the way in and Luke used the chance to bend down and lick over one of Ashton's nipples. He was basically showing them off to him so how could he not take advantage of that?

Ashton gasped at the warm wet sensation on his nipple and suddenly he didn't know whether he should push off the table more or down towards it. His hips shifted when he was moving around, pushing his ass further onto Luke's cock, which made both of them groan.

"Fuck, you're so hot", Luke groaned, lips still around a nipple, "So fucking hot and so tight, god, Ash"

"Mmmh, yeah, you're - you", Ashton moaned a string of senseless words.

"Ash -sh", Luke was gasping, drawing out his best friend's name as he drove into him harder.

Ashton's back was sliding back and forth on the table, he felt used but he loved it so much. Luke was letting everyting out on him again, Ashton was letting him have all he wanted and it felt so good.

So good that Ashton began scratching his nails over Luke's back, bending him down closer to him, holding him with him, onto him.

Luke's arms were shaking next to his shoulders but Ashton wouldn't mind if the blonde was going to crash into him.

"F-fuck, fuck", Luke groaned, hips jerking as he picked up his speed even more, the table starting to make screeching noises on the floor.

Both of them were so lost in each other that neither realized how loud they were being. The door was sound numbing but definitely not sound proof when you walked past it. Michael shouting to Luke about the 'really easy and basic rules' of his new video game earlier had proven that.

"Ahh, Luke -", Ashton cried out, head thrown back on the desk, Luke's tip brushed over his prostate with every quick hard thrust and Luke was only gaining speed.

He must of looked like a desperate bunny in mating season and -

"Whatttt...the ...fuck"

Ashton's eyes flew open, head whipping up from the desk and his hands started hitting Luke's shoulders in pure panic when he made eyecontact with Calum.

Luke didn't stop moving right away, needing about two seconds to make sense of the look on Ashton's face amd where his eyes were directed, before he froze. Mid thrust, half his dick hidden in Ashton, mouth open in a gasp that never came out and eyes looking just like Ashton's now.

There at the now open door was Calum. His hand was still on the doorhandle, one foot inside the room, the other still in the hallway as he stared at his bandmates.

His best friends that were currently stuck together in a way that he would have never expected.

"Fucking shit", he finally said, one hand coming up to wipe over his face, "Why did you not lock the fucking door?"

He received no answer, both men too paralyzed and entirely unprepared for being caught.

"You're...umm", Calum said, eyes fixated on where his bandmates were connected, his face showing mixed emotions like he didn't know whether he wanted to be disgusted or just plain confused.

"Yes, it hurts, no it's not weird, yes, I like it, can you stop staring at my naked ass now, Cal?", Ashton sighed. He managed to look annoyed and making Calum blush while being laid naked on a table.

"Sorry", Calum laughed nervously, "That, umm - yea, I think we'll talk when you're uh...done here...and after the show"

His eyes drifted back to where his bandmates were stuck to each other for another second, a pretty long second. Then he blinked rapidly like he was trying to delete the image from his mind and backed out of the room, closing the door and they both heard his foot steps running away.

"That was the most embarrassing moment of my whole life", Ashton whispered into the silence.

Luke grinned like he was in pain: "I think we'll soon get a worse one when they'll confront us"

"Well first of all, you're not laid on a desk with your asshole on display that just so happens to have a dick in it, second... you think he'll tell Mike?"

"You think he won't?"

Ashton didn't respond to that, opting to bite his lip and let his head fall back on the desk in defeat.

This was going to be awful.

"So...", Luke said, bending down further to push his face in Ashton's view.

"So?", Ashton sighed, still mortified. He didn't think he'd ever get over what just happened and knowing Calum and Michael they would never let them live it down.

"You wanna keep going?"

"You actually want to keep going now?"

Luke shrugged.

"Well, I'm still hard"

He was. Calum had been staring at them and Luke was still hard.

Ashton's dick had significantly gone down, laying miserably half hard on this thigh.

"We can stop, though, if you don't want-"

Luke's blue eyes were big and his mouth formed into a pout and Ashton just couldn't say no.

"Okay", he smiled with a sigh, legs falling off Luke's hips and open to his sides.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna push you to-"

"Luke, just keep going now"

"Right, sorry", the blonde giggled, before steadying his hands on the table again.

"I - sorry, Lu, I can't -", Ashton stopped him after just a few thrusts.

Luke immediately stopped, his eyes worried.

"It's just - I can't get into it again, sorry"

"Don't worry", Luke smiled, pressing a quick kiss to Ashton's nose.

Ashton blinked in surprise but didn't comment on it, gasping when Luke carefully pulled out.

He walked over to another of the makeup tables, getting some tissues, his dick whipping up and down with every step.

Ashton's thighs twitched when Luke cleaned the lube off of him, constantly pressing kisses into the flesh and into his knees.

Ashton fondly rolled his eyes when he then tried to put the pants back up his legs with a "I can dress myself, Luke"

The blonde blushed and giggled, awkwardly waddling to the attached room: "I'll go finish in the bathroom"

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yea, i might possibly have a thing for lashton getting caught 😂

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