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cashton-queen · 5 years

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God Is A Woman: Calum (Part Four)

Warning: If you’ve been reading this, you know it’s smut. Very smutty smut. Femdom, bondage, whipping, sensation play, and sexual references from the outset and throughout.

Princess was pouting. It was finally their night with Calum and here she was waiting, tied to the chair in the playroom. Miss had selected her outfit for tonight: a black lace corset style bra edged with red ribbon and black lace boy shorts and a robe to match. She felt it unfair she being was made to wait, not only that, she’d been told she wouldn’t be participating for a while. Miss had given up on trying to explain her relationship with Calum, finally telling her, “We give each other something we can’t get anywhere else.” Princess was hurt at the implication she wasn’t enough and Miss stroked her cheek, “it’s not like that sweetheart. Once you see you’ll understand, I promise. Then you’ll have our full attention on pleasing you.”

She was excited to see what that meant and to finally see what the big deal with Calum Hood was. She watched as they entered the room together still laughing. The chemistry between them was obvious and it gave her a twinge of discomfort quickly followed by lust when she saw how hot they looked.

Miss had on a white button up long sleeved men’s dress shirt that had thin black stripes and hung down to the middle of her thighs over black pantyhose with seams up the back but no shoes. It was unbuttoned at the top to reveal her ample cleavage peeking out of a red lace bra which, like the shirt, Princess had never seen before, she wondered if it was Calum’s shirt. Calum was unbuttoning a black button up with white stripes taking it off to reveal his bronzed physique, smooth broad chest, rippling biceps with tattoos decorating his tan skin. With that body combined with his dark curls, intense brown eyes, sharp jawline and gorgeous smile Calum oozed sex appeal.

Miss came over to the chair Princess was bound to. “Calum this is my Princess, I don’t know if you two have met.”

Calum came over as he was removing his belt. “I’d seen her around a few times.” He lifted the edge of the robe to peek. “Very pretty,” he hummed in approval before looking her in the eye. “It’s nice to meet you Princess. I’ve heard so much about you. You must be very special, I can’t wait to play with you.” Calum winked at her and her throat went dry.

“Thank you, it’s nice to meet you too Calum.” Princess smiled up at him.

“Calum? No Princess,” Miss frowned at her. “You will call him Sir.”

“Yes Miss,” Princess looked at him, “it’s nice to meet you Sir.”

Calum slowly wrapped his belt around her neck only tight enough that the leather grazed her skin while staring down at her.

Princess glanced at Miss and Calum grinned, “She’s so cute,” he removed his belt feeling her shiver at his touch, but it wasn’t fear he saw in her eyes. “I see why you disappeared on me. It’s been way too long.”

“What can I say? she’s greedy and she loves attention. Plus I wasn’t sure if I wanted to share her with you OR you with her.” Miss shrugged rubbing Princess neck, her fingers replacing his as they stood on either side of the chair.

“You always were a selfish bitch,” Calum teased her.

Princess was surprised anyone would be allowed to talk to Miss that way but she just laughed,

“Piss off Captain Cockblock,” Miss shot back.

“That again? You can fuck right off, I was not having it. You were not going to fuck my sister with my fingerprints still on your throat.” Calum was agitated and Miss snickered.

“You’re evil you know that right?” Calum’s jaw tightened but then he grinned.

Calum looked down at Princess again, “How much has she told you?”

“Not much, just that you give each other something you can’t get anywhere else,” she gazed up at him.

“I need what she gives me and we trust each other,” Calum told her.

“For fucks sake, if you’re both going to speak in riddles you might as well get on with it,” Princess wanted answers.

“She’s got a mouth on her” Calum grinned.

“Yeah she does, once she gets our attention she’ll be fine,” Miss shrugged it off. When Princess opened her mouth to protest Miss gave her a look, “Don’t test me right now. Not when I’m in this mood,” she told her.

Princess shut her mouth and opted for appearing bored with them both.

“Fucking hell this is gonna be amazing,” Calum chuckled looking back at Miss “where do you want me.”

“This side of the bed facing the mirror,” Miss glanced at his pants before opening the wardrobe and taking a small whip off a hook.

“You know the rules Hood: bullshitting around will just make it worse.”

“I can take whatever you’ve got,” Calum scoffed stripping down completely. He stood, his feet slightly apart, with his back to Princess and Miss. His hands were covering his cock and balls as if protecting them.

“You can’t take shit,” Miss scoffed slapping his ass with her bare hand causing him to jump. “Is Calum Hood scared of a little girl?” Miss brushed a leather cat o nine tails across the top of his cheeks before bringing it down on the side of his thigh. This time he didn’t flinch.

“You wanna act tough because Princess is watching,” she lightly raked her nails down his back. “We both know how I make you tremble.” Miss brought the leather strap down harder on his ass.

“You won’t be talking that shit later,” Calum told her, she could just hear the smirk on his face, earning him a lash across his back. Faint red stripes were beginning to show on his golden skin.

Continuing to circle him, she hit him across his shoulders, biceps, his chest, stomach, and hips, but the brunt of the punishment was saved for his ass and thighs. Sometimes she would be light, the knots brushing against his skin. She’d alternate by landing harder blows the leather stinging against his flesh. Every time she hit him his nostrils flared and his eyes flashed. His breathing became heavier as he became more aroused.

“Your thighs have gotten thicker since last I saw you. Been working out? Trying to impress somebody Hood?” Miss teased him tracing the line that dipped down from his hip towards his hands covering himself. “Trying to get some attention to makeup for your mediocre dick game?”

“Fuck you,” Calum hissed getting annoyed.

“You’d like to, but I don’t fuck weak men,” Miss’ tone was harsh, one Princess hadn’t heard before. The whip cracked against his shoulders and he grunted.

“You talk big for a little girl who can’t hit very hard,” Calum baited her.

“Wanted to take it easy on you to start, couldn’t have you breaking too quickly, begging me to stop,” Miss was mocking him now.

“We both know that’s not how this ends,” Calum’s voice was low and he adjusted his hands to cover his growing erection better.

“Hmmmm we’ll see,” Miss tossed the leather whip behind Princess’ chair. Princess tried but couldn’t turn to see what Miss picked up. She was startled by Miss’ hand on her chin.

“Are you comfortable Princess? Speak up now, I won’t be able to help you later,” Miss leaned in, their lips brushing together.

“I’m fine, enjoying the show.” Princess squirmed a bit as Miss ran her hand up Princess’ robe along her thigh. Miss pinched her leg and with a wink turned back to Calum. Princess saw the flogger in her hand. Her hand around the thick leather wrapped handle which tapered off into a thin flexible bamboo cane wrapped in soft leather with a rounded tip.The sound cut through the air like an electric shock as Miss brought it down on the back of Calum’s thighs.

This made him flinch and moan simultaneously and Princess felt her pussy throb at the sight.

Another blow across his ass hard enough that Princess grimaced imagining the sting.

“What was that? Not talking shit are you Hood?” Miss had a wicked grin on her face now. Princess could tell Miss was getting worked up. Her eyes were bright, she kept toying with the edge of her shirt brushing against her thighs and she was bouncing on her toes. Calum was getting more vocal with each stripe she laid across his skin. Thin red welts were starting to form but Calum taunted her “Is that all you’ve got for me? I’ve waited a year for this weak shit?”

Calum’s dark eyes met hers and she saw the challenge in them and the lust behind that. She could tell he was getting close to snapping and that gave her a thrill as she brought the flogger down on the outside of his thighs and another across his back.

“Everyone thinks you’re so big and bad.” Each sentence brought another blow from Miss. “Dom Calum, all the girls want you,” Her tone was mocking and Calum grunted everytime the flogger met his flesh, “everybody calls you Sir, but no one knows how you liked to be whipped.” Calum glared at her. His cock was straining against his hands, too large and erect to keep shielded.

“Nothing to say now Hood?” Miss was challenging him now. “Look at you trembling and striped up. Not running your mouth talking that sh-” Miss’ words were cut off by Calum yanking the flogger from her hand tossing it across the room.

Calum towered over her with fire in his eyes and an evil smirk playing on his lips, he reached out and grabbed her loose fitting shirt yanking her towards him.

“You’re done talking shit sweetheart. Now we’ll see who’s weak,” he sneered.

Princess jumped as he ripped the shirt open sending buttons flying like shrapnel, but Miss didn’t flinch, her head was slightly down but her eyes never left Calum’s. She didn’t make a sound as Calum’s hands found her body yanking her bra down before finding her breasts. Squeezing and kneading them, pinching her nipples roughly, and landing a couple light slaps across her tits finally earning him a gasp from Miss.

“I knew you’d be stubborn,” Calum chuckled backing her up until the back of her legs hit the bed. “I’ll hear you beg soon enough.”

Miss was panting with desire at this point, her bra pulled down around her waist exposing her breasts completely, and the ripped shirt hanging off her shoulders. Only her pantyhose left intact, she looked up at Calum before looking at him one eyebrow raised, her face managing to look completely bored she shrugged “Like you’d even know what to do Hood,” her voice dripped sarcasm.

Calum reacted immediately his hands on her waist he pushed her back on to the bed before pulling her legs apart. He bent down his mouth found the inside of her thighs teeth raking the silk stockings biting and sucking the soft skin as he worked his way to her dripping core. His hands slid up to her waist to pull her pantyhose down before hesitating and traveling back to hold thighs open as Calum swirled the tip of his tongue over her pussy through the sheer fabric. When Miss didn’t react to that he used his teeth to tear a small hole in the delicate material that his thumbs quickly worked open leaving her open and exposed to Calum’s whims.

Still barely a whimper escaped her as Calum’s tongue spread her folds before curling inside her his nose bumping against her clit. Her back arched as his fingers replaced his tongue and his mouth worked on her clit alternating from sucking the bud between his plump lips or wet sloppy kisses, so his tongue danced around attacking the sensitive nerves from all angles. Miss tangled her hands in his dark curls as her feet beat against his back. Soft breathy moans began to sneak past her lips causing her to press them together trying to will herself to silence, trying to prolong the delicious torment.

Calum was too skilled and soon Miss was whimpering, her thighs shaking against his shoulders. Calum could feel his cock straining against his stomach and knew he couldn’t hold out. He went hard, his fingers pumping relentlessly his mouth working magic and Miss soon felt her orgasm fast approaching. Whines and whimpers filled the room, combined with the sound of her wetness, had Calum biting his lip to restrain himself. He felt Miss clench around his fingers and she moaned loudly “Oh fuck Calum I’m gonna cum,” bucking her hips against his hand. He waited until her eyes rolled back in her head and quickly pulled his hand away and holding her thighs open as she squirmed in protest.

Calum looked down at her and Miss succumbed to give them what they both wanted. “Please Calum,” she whined “I want it hard and rough baby, show me, show me how good you are,” Miss pleaded with him.

Calum flipped her onto her stomach pushing into her with a loud grunt. His fingers digging into her hips as he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into her. Miss moaned at the feeling of Calum’s cock and his strong arms wrapping around her, one on her waist the other around her throat as he pulled her back into his chest as he thrust furiously into her. His nails and rings were digging into her skin as his hips pounded into her before suddenly releasing her and pushing her away grabbing her hips and shoving her onto her back.

“Please Calum I need to cum,” Miss sounded desperate.

Calum grunted and sank his cock back into her. His hips setting a harsh pace, his hands rough on her breasts before finding their way to her throat. Miss was getting louder both of them feeding off the other, never breaking eye contact. Calum’s hips began to stutter and Miss twisted her hips against him and clenched down as she came, screaming his name. Calum was just behind her pushing all the way in with a curse and a yell feeling her pussy milk his cock through his orgasm.

Miss still hadn’t caught her breath when Calum pushed off of her and rolled off the bed grabbing her ankles and pulling her to the edge of the bed.

“Sit up, keep your legs together” He told her smirking again.

Miss was confused until he walked over to the chair and untied Princess leading her over to Miss.

“Shower is in there you said?” He asked and Miss nodded confused.

“On your knees Princess,” Calum ordered and Princess obliged.

He spread Miss’ thighs and pushed Princess’ head between them.

“Get your Miss cleaned up for me and when I get back you can make her cum. Take care of your Miss pretty girl,” Calum walked towards the bathroom as Princess went to work.

Calum came out with a towel around his waist, his hair still damp and several welts marking his body as well as scratches on his shoulders and chest. Princess was now sitting up with Miss’s head in her lap playing with her hair and running her nails lightly along her neck and shoulders. Miss was still wearing the ruined shirt and pantyhose and she’d pulled the bra back into place. Calum laid down on the bed with them resting his head across Miss’ stomach.

“So he lets you whip him and all that, and then he fucks the dom right out of you? Did I see that correctly? You could have explained that.” Princess spoke with equal parts curiosity and sarcasm.

“Sure I could have, but this saved me a lot of questions and I got to have fun at the same time, besides it was really time you two met.” Miss ran her fingers through Calum’s damp curls.

“I can’t wait to play with you Princess,” Calum ran a finger up her exposed thigh.

“Calum is into bondage even more than you are, and he’s the absolute KING of oral,” Miss grinned down at him.

“Better than Luke?” She was skeptical.

Calum’s eyes went wide and he started to push himself up on the bed. “Luke? Seriously?”

“Calm down Calum, you’re not gonna show her right this second. First I’m gonna pull myself together and get a drink while you get her tied to the chair. I see you brought your ropes” Miss slid off the bed and gave Princess a kiss. “I’ll be right back, Sir will take care of you”

“Leave my shirt on, I like the way it looks” Calum winked at her as he pulled his pants back on and found his bag.

“Of course, I want her tits out but leave her panties on for now” Miss told him before leaving the room. She changed quickly into red lace boy shorts that almost matched the bra and got water for everyone.

Miss returned to find Princess on the chair bound with ropes around her ankles and below her knees. Her wrists tied to arms of the chair and he’d put a pillow behind her back to push her hips up near the edge of the chair. Miss wrapped her hair up in a scarf so it would be out of the way and stood in front of her. “Princess we’re going to blindfold you and put headphones on so you can’t see or hear. You don’t have to ask permission to cum and I will be right here the entire time. If you get uncomfortable with any of this Calum knows the safe word and we’ll stop immediately. Are you okay with this?” Miss wanted to confirm once more now that they were actually doing it.

“Yes Miss, I want to see what you and Sir have planned for me,” her eyes were bright with excitement, her breathing shallow and her nipples were hard and Miss caught one between her finger and thumb twisting as she kissed her again.

“You look so hot like this, I could fuck you right here and leave Calum out of this,” Miss teased pulling back.

“Well that would be fucking rude,” Calum came up behind her and Princess giggled.

“Not worried about you Hood, this is for her,” Miss shot back.

“Absolutely,” Calum’s voice was the last thing she heard before the room went dark and her ears were filed with the sound of the outdoors. Birds were chirping, you could hear the wind through the trees, and in the distance faint wind chimes it was all very soothing, until she felt the ice on the back of her neck. It was gone in an instant, leaving a couple drops to trickle down her spine. The ice was back, this time at her lips her tongue darting out to catch the moisture. She gasped when it trailed between her breasts, hissing when it circled her nipples.

When a warm mouth replaced the freezing cold she moaned and bucked against her restraints. It alternated like that on her belly, her thighs, her shoulders, ice drawing frozen patterns on her flesh only to be re-traced by a very wet and very warm tongue. She couldn’t tell who was doing what but she could feel both their bodies circling her, working together. Ice, fingers, tongues, heat, the effect was dizzying.

Suddenly they moved away and she could feel the empty space around her. She caught a chill but whether it was from the ice or suspense she wasn’t sure. She jumped when Miss ran her nails up the back of her neck before she had time to react further she felt a sharp sting and sizzle on her skin. Small drops of wax dripping onto her chest cooling almost as soon as they landed. Princess was cooing in ecstasy at the pain and anticipation of where the next drops would fall.

Miss stood back and watched Calum work, bare chested with his brow furrowed in concentration as he carefully wielded the candle. Princess had wanted to try this for ages but Miss had always hesitated; Calum was an expert. He’d picked up the ice again, running it over the larger drips.

“Scratch the wax off her skin with your nails, but be gentle,” he instructed her as he knelt down to work on her legs. Hot wax and ice on her inner thighs and the sensation of Miss’ nails on her sensitive skin made Princess begin to whimper.

She squealed when Calum pressed the ice cube to her clothed core. She didn’t realized how worked up she truly was until Calum’s tongue replaced the ice seeking out her core through the black lace bringing an unexpected orgasm rushing over her. Miss continued to scrape the wax off occasionally pulling her nipples as Calum worked her through her climax before immediately taking the ice and sliding it against her panties.

The shock made her whimper and Princess was squirming against the ropes now. Miss looked at Calum a bit concerned, “Are you sure she’s okay?”

“She knows her safe word. We’re going to switch away from the ice anyway, did you grab the crop?” Calum raised his eyebrows when he saw her pick it up smacking it against her hand a couple times. “Seeing you like that always gets me hard,” he told her with a smirk.

Miss brought the crop down hard onto his thigh, “Take care of my Princess then I might just let you cum again.”

Calum grinned and pulled his pants tight to show the full outline of his cock, “I’m ready when you are.”

He turned back to Princess who’d relaxed a bit and managed to catch her breath. Until Calum ran a feather along the outside of her thigh eliciting a soft moan. He ran it down her calf to the inside of her foot before switching and working his way up the other leg. When he paused Miss used the crop to land small blows along the path Calum’s feather had traced.

Miss brought the crop down across her shoulders and this time it was Calum who hesitated until he heard Princess ask for more. Sometimes she’d get the feather followed by the crop others the softness would come after the sting. Princess felt like every nerve ending on her body was tingling and twitching. She moaned every time they touched her stimulated to the point she could no longer distinguish who was touching her.

Miss stopped and looked and looked at Princess. Her lips parted as she chest rose and fell rapidly. Her breasts still decorated with bits of red candle wax and her nipples hard as diamonds between her arousal and the chill from the ice.

“Untie her,” she commanded and Calum quickly complied. The sound Princess made as the ropes were unwound was somewhere between relief and protest. Miss removed the headphones but left the blindfold. “Take her panties off.”

Miss watched as Calum slid the now drenched black lace off Princess blinking in surprise at the pink gemstone butt plug peeking out from in between her cheeks. He looked up at Miss who just grinned at him watching his face as he realized what that meant.

“Calum, get her on the bed on her hands and knees, but I want you underneath her so you can taste her while I spank her ass” Miss instructed and Calum quickly complied.

Calum arranged her so that they were almost in a 69 position but with her hips hovering above his head.

“Princess, you need to hold still and let him do the work. You don’t have to count but you MUST hold still or we will stop.”

Miss gave her a quick swat and then Calum raised his head and his tongue was on her. They worked up a rhythm Miss would spank her followed by Calum’s mouth on her. Princess was in absolute ecstasy as Calum proved his oral skills were beyond compare and Miss knew how turned on she got from being spanked.

After five swats on each side Princess was a dripping whimpering mess and after five more her legs were quaking. Miss stopped stepped closer to the bed and grabbed Calum’s hair pulling his head up as she pushed Princess down onto him.

“Show her how good you are, make my Princess cum” Miss told him releasing his black curls and letting him work his magic. Princess felt herself quiver and pleasure wash over her in waves until Calum had her cumming on the tip of his tongue until she’d climaxed twice more. Spent and shaking Calum rolled her onto her back and allowed her to catch her breath.

Miss knelt on the bed next to her and stroked her face “Do you feel ok my sweet girl?”

Princess nodded, “Yes Miss, I think I should take care of Sir since he’s been so good to me” she asked batting her eyelashes.

Miss smirked, “I know what you’re up to, you want Sir to fuck you?”

“Please Miss” Princess was wide eyed and Calum looked at her hopefully.

“Get up Calum” Miss told him and he hopped off the bed. Princess stayed where she was as Miss got up and stood at the edge of the bed.

“Hands and knees again Princess” Miss instructed and she readily obliged.

Miss ran her palms up the sides of Princess thighs and hips before massaging her plump cheeks before moving to slip a finger into her throbbing core.

“So wet Princess, are you ready for Sir to take you?” Miss asked her.

“Yes please,” Princess whined.

“Ok Calum,” Miss chuckled, winking at him. He walked over to stand next to her and she stroked him through his pants. “Drop em.”

Calum undid his pants, pulling them down and tossing them aside. Miss gripped his cock as he lined up with Princess’ waiting entrance.

Calum pushed himself in slowly letting himself sink all the way inside her.

Princess moaned but held still as Calum set a steady rhythm while he reached up to toy with the plug, wiggling it slowly and working it out of her. Princess moaned at the feeling of being filled with Calum’s big cock and the butt plug. Calum went harder, slapping his thighs against her ass pounding into her and soon he was moaning along with her as Miss fetched the crop again.

She brought it down across the back of Calum’s thighs. He groaned and looked back at her, “Fuck yeah babe, get her too” he pulled out as the crop landed on Princess’ ass.

Princess yelped at the sudden feeling of emptiness and then the slap from the crop made her jump.

“Please Sir, please Miss it feels so good” Princess whined.

Calum kept fucking her until he had the plug removed leaving her ass open for him. He pulled out and moved to the side to grab the lube off the nightstand.

Miss took the chance to give Princess a light swat on her exposed pussy before Calum returned. His cock slick and lubed, he very carefully began working it into Princess’ ass while Miss rubbed circles on her clit. After Calum had a few inches in, he began to use quick shallow strokes to get her accustomed to the feeling.

“Push back against me Princess, fuck yourself on my cock” he told her dripping more lube on his dick. She whimpered a little but as she got more into it she was pushing back harder against him. Calum grunted watching her bounce for him, and his fingers pushed into her pussy as Miss gave Princess over to him.

Princess was purring at the stretch and the feeling of being completely filled. As Calum’s fingers fucked her pussy he could feel himself through her walls he knew as tight as she was he couldn’t last long. He increased his strokes and he brought Princess another dizzying climax. The feeling of her clenching and cumming underneath him had him reeling and he wasn’t far behind.

“Oh that’s so good Princess, you’re gonna make me cum” he glanced at Miss who grinned.

“Go on then, I know you want to cum in her ass” she said smacking his ass with her bare hand.

His knees went weak as he came with a yell emptying his seed into Princess. He pulled out and admired the sight of her shaking from another orgasm and dripping his cum. Miss helped Princess stretch out on the bed and they both lay on either side of her.

She curled her head into Miss’ chest while Calum stroked her back as Miss spoke softly to her, “You were so good for us today, when you’re ready I’m going to run you a bath, and let you soak while I make dinner.”

After a bit Miss asked Calum to hand her the blanket that had gotten pushed to one end and get the water bottle off the nightstand. Calum pulled his boxers and pants back on before rejoining them on the bed.

Princess let him wrap her in the blanket with a smile that was half sleepy and half blissed out.

“Do you want me to stay or should I go?” Calum asked Miss, unsure what was expected now.

“ i think you should at least stay for dinner. Don’t you agree Princess?” Miss asked her kissing her lightly on the lips.

“Mmmm hmmm and maybe after dinner we can make arrangements for Sir to come over again,” Princess made it sound like a question.

“Oh I think that can be arranged,” Miss told her exchanging a grin with Calum.

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cashton-queen · 5 years

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Bad Girl

Pairing: Cashton x Reader

Word Count: ~1.4k

Warnings: smut, bondage, daddy kink, sir kink, masturbating, threesomes, vibrators, orgasm denial, really really smutty stuff i’m not sorry

Prompt: Naughty

Summary: Calum and Ashton return home to find their girl pleasuring herself without their permission. It results in punishment for their naughty girl

This is day 16 of 25 Days of Christmas. Check out the masterlist HERE!

They could both hear the moans and whimpers throughout the house when they arrived. They knew immediately what you were doing and it wasn’t hard to figure out, they’d both been able to elicit those sounds from you before, but now you were making them on your own, not aided by one of them.

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cashton-queen · 5 years

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Pain

Rating: NC-17 (Yeah, it’s another one of those. It’s smut. No one under 18.)

Summary: Sadist!Ash isn’t happy his girl broke one of her rules. | Includes pain (obviously), spanking with a belt, mentions of blood, painal, choking.

Word Count: 4.8k

You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, can hear the blood rushing in your ears, as your body trembles with an overwhelming mixture of anticipation, excitement, lust, and anxiety. The emotions pool in the pit of your stomach, swirling like a cyclone and raging intensely, as you stare down at the cool hardwood floor. You can feel Ashton’s eyes on you, his stare hard and his anger rolling off of him in waves. You know, in the rational part of your brain, that this is a part of the scene, it’s a part of the game and the moment you tell him to stop, he will. But it still sends a rush of ice running through your veins as you realize he looks far angrier than you’ve ever seen him.

You’re not really sure what rule you’ve broken. As far as you’re concerned, you’ve been good. It hurts to see him look so angry with you, especially when you’re not sure of the reason, and it makes you want to cry as he steps closer to you.

“I’m so disappointed, bunny,” Ashton hums, the emotion clear in his tone as he grips your wrist. You almost wish he wouldn’t speak, silence would be better than knowing you’ve upset him, but you have no such luck as he shoves you forward none too gently.

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cashton-queen · 5 years

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Y/N Has Two Dominants.

Continuation of this!

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cashton-queen · 6 years

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Dead end - Spy!Calum:

A/n:Hey! Dropping this lil au I’ve had in mind for so long. Hope it’s ok, and I suck at spy names so please excuse that :3 also this was all done on mobile so I’ll try to fix it up once I’m home :3 enjoy!

word count: 3,4k

Plot line: what happens when your boyfriend not only turns out to be a rival spy, but your new target.

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“I’ve got him, sir”

You put down your speaker, your hands still tightly grasping the gun you held up. Your feet circled him, cornering him just like a predator terrorizing their prey. Only, he wasn'ta helpless prey; he was a predator himself. His held up gun was mirroring yours, his stance just as tense and alarmed as yours.

It wasn’t your first time standing in that position, and it was definitely far from being your last. However, nothing in your years of training could ever prepare you to face the situation at hand; your gun pointed straight at your boyfriend.

People had lied, saying that the warmest eyes were the brown ones. They had been wrong to assume that those chocolate orbs held nothing but the utmost tenderness in their comforting color. Because as you stood in front of his charging gun, you could swear that no shade of eyes has ever looked at you with as much ferocity as his did at that very moment. The fond eyes you had spent nights assimilating to the earthy ground and to the strong woody forests, held no trace of the warmness that had filled them just one night ago.

“Drop the gun.” You whispered, not trusting your voice. Your hands were shaking but you pushed it to the back of your mind. He didn’t bulge. Nor did he lower his weapon or change his hard glare, his jaw tight as he gave out no reaction to your words.

“Drop the gun and put your hands up, or I will shoot!” Your voice was booming in full force. Your heart was thumping against your chest like the wings of a hummingbird, feeling it constrict as you let your words sink in. And for what could be the first time, you were questioning if you could really own up to your words and pull the trigger.

Could you?

Before you could utter out any other threats, your voice got caught up in your throat as your ears were filled with the familiar, alarming buzz. Your eyes searched for him, his eyes already analyzing your stance. And judging from the distraught look on your face, he could tell the ambush was not from your doing.

You knew that the exits were locked, and you were growing painfully aware of the sound filling up the room, announcing that the ticking bomb you were locked in with was not going to wait much. Your breath got caught up in your chest, helplessness creeping on you as your feet stayed glued to the shaking ground.

Quicker than an eye bat, Calum launched himself at you, his body weighing you down and sending you to the solid ground. His body covered yours as he tried to shelter you as best as he could from the massive destruction threatening the two of you.

His arms were around you, his face hidden in the crook of your neck. Your arms were folded against your chest, your entire body fighting to stop your limbs from shaking. Your eyes were closed shut, and you found yourself thinking it that was it. You didn’t know how powerful the bomb was, and you couldn’t tell if it was about to stop any time soon. So you held onto his body for dear life, thinking that maybe it wasn’t so bad if the sweet warmth of his body was the last thing you felt.

Somwhere between your tumbling thoughts, you failed to notice that the commotion had stopped.

Once the deafening sound faded, Calum’s ears still ringing from the explosion, he lightly lifted himself off of you. He stared at you with confusion etched all over his beautiful features. He couldn’t believe himself; had he really just endangered himself to shield a spy assigned to kill him? Still, he couldn’t help himself, not when he had seen a trace of the person he had kissed the night before; not when he had finally seen a glimpse of you, and not the cold-blooded killer that was on the verge of pulling the trigger.

Not leaving you a chance to say a word, Calum quickly lifted his body off of yours, disappearing in the cloud of smoke. Your head was throbbing, lungs burning due to the smoke -the aftermath of that damn bomb.

You couldn’t process what was going on. All you could remember was glimpses of your backup team rushing it, their words falling into your deaf ears as you were still dazed. Your body was quickly lifted from the cold ground, the familiarity of Luke’s arms easing up your nerves.

“She needs to get checked up! And who the fuck set up that god damned bomb!” His voice, however strong, didn’t shake you one bit. You were used to it. In fact, it brought up some sort of comfort. That was the voice you heard every time you went on a mission, guiding you and telling you exactly when to retreat. Which was exactly why he was angry, even livid -at himself more than anything. How could he not have seen it coming?

“We’ll get him next time.”

Miraculously, you were released no more than an hour later, and you didn’t even need to beg. Once the special doctor had comfirmed that you weren’t injured by the explosion, assuring -a very annoying- Luke that your head and lungs were just fine, you were released to go get some rest.

Heading towards your apartment, it didn’t feel right to step into what had become your sanctuary; your getaway with the person you had dared to call a lover, a friend.

Your relationship with Calum was most natural thing you’ve had in your life, and undoubtedly the one thing you had been so proud of. Never had you imagined that you’d be able to have something so normal and genuine, but somehow you did. Calum had brought up feelings you never knew existed; feelings you thought had been erased by your training.

It hadn’t been planned in any way, and maybe that was the beauty of it all. You didn’t plan on running into this beautiful man, and you certainly didn’t plan on falling in love with the stars in his eyes and the constellations joining the moles peppering his brown skin.

You had been hesitant at first, fearful that your lifestyle would be a constant barrier between the two of you. But somehow, that same hesitance he had displayed gave you enough faith to jump with your eyes closed. You had both been skeptical at first, knowing first-hand that the world is filled with many horrors that put a hold on your trusting abilities. But feelings were catching and hearts melted into each other before you could even stop yourselves.

You hadn’t known it at the time, but your hidden backgrounds had done your relationship well. Secrecy was necessary when it came to your lifestyle, but it came in handy more than once. Calum had never pushed it when you had to leave late at night due to getting called in urgently, just like you never did when he came home during unholy hours of the night.

Knowing that you kept secrets yourself, it never felt right for one of you to push the other to reveal anything. You never questioned it when one of you came back scattered in bruises of which the origin was unknown. Instead, you had learned to tend to each other without asking for too many details.

You were each other’s rocks, your home turning into some sort of haven; a safe place where you didn’t have to keep cold façades and guarded hearts. His arms were always welcoming and loving whenever you came back after a failed mission, ready to sooth you and calm down your erractic heart. His softly hummed lullabies shushed you, anchoring you down and making you forget about the horrors you had witnessed.

And you were always more than willing to repay the favor; cradling him in your arms every time the ghosts of his past came too close for comfort, peppering kisses along the smooth skin of his forehead until the crease in his eyebrows disappeared and he was long lost in a deep slumber.

Calum was the angel in your nightmares, and you were his.

Aside from your classified activities , your relationship was as normal as it could’ve been. You’ve had it all; the bashful stolen glances at each other in the early stages of your relationship; the meaningless fights you forgot about minutes after; the clumsiness and awkwardness of moving in together for the first time; the slow dances late at night when the cruelty of insomnia wouldn’t let the two of you get some much needed rest.

You’ve had it all. But it didn’t matter; none of it did. He wasn’t Calum for you anymore, he wasn’t your boyfriend and lover. He was one thing, and one thing only.

Your next target.

Your eyes darted up from the framed picture you had been examining, the finest hairs in your neck rising upon the new realization that you weren’t alone.

Acting on instinct, you whipped around once you felt the close presence, your foot aiming high towards the intruder’s ribcage. None other than Calum was standing there, his arms fast as he caught your ankle in a tight grip, sending you to the ground in a swift motion.

You knew he was brilliant at what he did; his reputation reaching the ears of everyone in the business. But actually fighting him was a whole new thing.

You were back on your feet in no time. You were running high on adrenaline, flailing everything in sight towards him. You were fully on attack mode, Calum settling for defense as he managed to avoid your every offense.

Every time you threw a punch his way, you couldn’t bare to look at his face; you couldn’t stand the calmness he displayed and the carefulness in his moves, as if he was purposely trying not to harm you more than necessary. It angered you to no end; you were livid, your burning rage fueling your erratic attacks. Beyond that, you were felt hurt, and confused, and betrayed -not that you’d ever let it show.

Suddenly, Calum’s demeanor changed upon realizing that you weren’t about to slow down any time soon. And with the flip of a switch, he was fully attacking you, leaving you startled as you tried to recover from his abrupt change.

His hits were raining at you, instantly cornering you and trapping you to the ground. His hands were pinning your wrists to the wooden ground, leaving your legs free to move -luckily for you. Although, that too wasn’t very helpful, as his legs instantly trapped yours between his strong thighs the minute you attempted to hit.

“Would you fucking calm down! I’m only here to talk!” Calum hissed at you, his breathing as frantic as yours.

“I have nothing to say to a liar like you!” You fired back, anger staining your every word, your eyes never breaking contact with his hard stare.

“Oh please,” he scoffed, “As if you haven’t been lying yourself? You’re just as guilty of this as I am!”

That seemed to have shut you up. You knew you had lied and deceived him as well. You were both stuck in a bloody mess. And it was painfully ironic; how you tore your walls down in front of your rival; how you foolishly fell for the enemy himself.

“Did you know?“ You barely whispered, finally voicing the question that had been stuck in your mind, allowing the hurt to lace your words but only for mere seconds.

“Did you know who I was before? Were you having fun with your sick and twisted game?” You were smiling at him despite the heavy weight of your words. But your smile was twisted in a sickening way he couldn’t recognize on your usually warm features.

“Yeah? Sing me to sleep so you could stab while I’m -”

“Shut the hell up!” Calum roared, his fingers digging in the soft flesh of your wrists. “Had I been planning to kill you, you wouldn’t even be here!” His stare was hard and firm, eyebrows drown together at his words.

“I only knew when you did; when you were introduced as my next target.” His glare softened, in hopes of getting you to trust that he was being painfully truthful. He had only known you as the doting and warm (y/n); the only person he cared so deeply for; the reason for the overwhelming guilt that flooded his mind whenever he was reminded that he was betraying your trust.

However, he was well informed about the Pearl. The outstanding and incredibly cunning Spy, the well-known agent that defied standards and broke worldwide systems. He never needed to see a face -she wasn’t relevant to any of his missions.

Well that was until he was handed a picture of his sweet girl, a red X marking her as his next target. Of course he had tried to understand, hell even object. He was in no way harming his girl. His words were firm and full of anger, demanding to know what the hell was going on! The given answer was short.

“That’s the Pearl. Your next mission.”

“Is that what you came here to do?Huh? Finish your mission?” Your wicked smile didn’t falter; you couldn’t risk letting any emotion leaking through your stone-cold expression. “

I’ve heard a lot about you - viper . Your reputation exeeds you; I hear you’ve got a remarkable aim.“

Of course you had done your homework, studying every aspect of your new threat. The shock of finding out that the person you had left sleeping in your bed that morning was the exact same person you had to take down had had an undeniable effect on you. But you had to bury it deep, at least until you were sure of what you were doing. Calum’s -no, the Viper’s - file was quite impressive, if not intimidating. Simply put, he was guaranteed to find you even of you hid in the bottom of the ocean, and his bullet wouldn’t miss you even in the most tense, nerve-wracking situations. He had the ability to completely disconnect until his mission was finished.

So why was it hard to do so now?

“You never miss. Surely you won’t miss me now th-”

“Would you cut it out! I’m not here to terminate you.” Calum growled, growing extremely frustrated by your cold façade.

“Well if you won’t, then I will.” In mere seconds, you quickly switched your position, taking advantage of the moment his grip loosened a bit. You were swift to reach for the ring dagger stuffed in your boots, holding it tightly against his neck in one hand, the other trapping his arms above his head.

“So that’s it?” He breathed, his words fanning over your face at the closeness. “What we had isn’t worth discussing before you kill your boyfriend.”

He gave you a lopsided grin as he spat out the last word with as much venom as he could, adding a little sweetheart with an equally wicked smile.

“We had nothing! The likes of us cannot have relationships!” You hissed back, your stomach churning when the tip of the dagger grazed over the smooth skin of his neck. You had done worse. But then again you never remotely cared about the person lying at the other end of your weapon.

“Maybe not a functioning relationship, but you can’t tell me there wasn’t any genuine love!”

“It doesn’t matter! We were lying to ourselves!” You fought back, hating how he was getting under your skin. You weren’t supposed to care. You weren’t supposed to show.

“How so?” Calum’s anger resurfaced again, hating your accusation more than he liked to admit. “Please do enlighten me, because as far as I know I haven’t been this truthful with anyone!”

“We were lying and sneaking around! We built up lies around ourselves and our lives!” Your words were rushed, your grip on his getting stronger with each spoken word. His words were cutting you open, and you weren’t used to the feeling. You weren’t used to being hurt in a non-physical way.

“You can try to tell me that we deceived each other but you can’t deny that we were our true selves!”

“We were NOT! We built up everything about lies, we- we deluded ourselves and believed that we could have something so normal and pure-”

“I presume it was all a part of your act, then?” He retorted, aware of the fact that your grip was loose enough for him to escape.

Why was he still pushing you though? Why did he keep going? Maybe a part of his just refused to believe that the one thing he cherished more than anything was crumbling down. Maybe he just couldn’t bare the burning feeling that rushed through his veins every second your gaze on him remained cold and unphased.

Maybe he just needed to know that his (y/n) was there.

“Was it maybe fun to lie to my face every time you confessed your love? Yeah? Since it was all fak-”

“SHUT UP!” You screamed at loud as you could, managing to statle him by your outburst. Your jaw was tight; hating how your breath was fast and uneven, how your eyes were watering and your tears were staining the fabric of his shirt before you could even stop it. You hated how he had yet again broken your walls down, leaving you with no shield.

“shut up. Shut- Of course it was genuine. All of it.” Your scream had died down, turning into a soft whisper. Your eyes avoided his at all cost, fearing that you’d wear down the minute you’d meet his hopeful gaze. “that’s the problem”

In a swift motion, you lifted yourself off of him, carelessly throwing the blade away. You rushed around, picking up an empty gym bag.

“You need to leave”

“What?” Calum propped himself on his elbows, watching your movements with utter confusion. “Where the fuck am I supposed to go?”

“I don’t care!“ You screamed back a him. You were rushing around the small flat, picking up clothes from all around. Yours, some of his; you weren’t analyzing your actions, and truthfully, you didn’t mind having a few articles of his to remind uou of what home felt like. ” Anywhere! Go to Asia, hide in Africa, Antarctica! Anywhere, just stay low”

“Oh come on! You don’t think running will solve a thing, do you?” Calum groaned, lifting himself up from the floor. He knew it was crucial, but running away was never an open option.

“Of course not!” You whipped around, feeling frustrated and helpless all at once. “I’m not stupid enough to believe that I can actually hide. I know that no matter what, I’ll never truly disappear from your radars.”

You dropped the bag from your hand, following Calum as he sat down on the edge of the bed. “But I know that if I ever come across you, I will have to execute my orders. Just like you won’t have a choice but to kill me.”

You dropped on your knees in front of him, carefully taking his hand in yours. You allowed the tiniest smile on your face when he tightly gripped your hand in his warm one.

“Maybe- maybe this doesn’t have to be it. Maybe we can get our chance some other time, maybe then we won’t have to lie about a thing.” Your other hand traveled up his arm, following his shoulder until you rested it on his jaw, savoring the feel of his soft skin against the pads of your fingertips.

“But we can’t have that right now. We’re at a dead end.” You added with a sigh, your heart feeling heavy as Calum nodded along. He understood.

You stood back from his safe and comforting embrace, begging yourself to stay strong, at least until he was out of sight.

“Be safe.” You whispered lastly at him, picking up your bag and marching out of the door.

Calum couldn’t bring himself to look up as you walked out, not when it might as well be the last time. All he could think about was how fucking ironic it was to fall for you out of everyone else; how he wouldn’t trade it for any other thing.

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Princess

This is a 5some, have fun!

A//N – I worked super fucking hard on this and I absolutely love the result! I would really appreciate it, if you guys told me what you thought!

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“She’ll be down in a minute,” Luke mumbled scrolling through his texts from her. He’s hoping she listened to his orders, but knowing y/n, there’s no telling what she wouldn’t or would do. Luke heard the bathroom door shut and all the boys’ heads snapped to the hallway where footsteps could be heard.

“Listen boys, this is the only time I’m ever letting you touch her, so have fun.” Ashton, Calum, and Michael all nodded and Ash went to stand next to Luke.

“And you said this is a punishment?”

Luke smirked and answered, “A hell of a punishment, that’s for sure.” The bedroom door opened and her body came into the view of the guys. Her cheeks were rosy, and she couldn’t bare to look at anyone in the eyes. Luke stepped forward a bit, his smirk not leaving his face.

“Turn around princess, let’s see if you listened to Daddy.” She bit her lip and glanced up at him. Luke cocked his eyebrow, waiting for her to turn. But she didn’t.

“Oh, is princess feeling bratty today? Not the best choice.” Luke’s eyes bore into her skin, but she tried not to smirk at him. Michael scoffed and said, “She can be a tease, huh?”

Luke shook his head, “You have no idea.” Luke moved closer to her, grabbing her jaw in his hand and making her look up at his face. “You better listen tonight princess, did you forget that this is a punishment?”

She kept her mouth shut, staring up into Luke’s eyes with the innocence that he loved. “Words, or I won’t let you cum,” he growled, making her whimper.

“I didn’t forget daddy.”

“Thought so, now turn around for us.” He let go of her jaw and she turned around, all of their eyes drifting down to the cute purple jeweled plug sitting in her.

“Good girl,” Luke muttered. He glanced at the guys and made his way back to her.

“I’ll tell you guys when to join us, yeah?” They nodded, and she looked over her shoulder to see Calum’s blush rise as Luke spread her cheeks wider for a better look at the plug.

“So damn pretty princess.” Luke stood back up and sat on the end of the bed, motioning her closer to him.

“Princess here, loves to get spanked, don’t you?”

“Yes daddy,” she breathed out, laying over Luke’s thighs, her ass now in the view of the rest of them.

“How many should she get?”

“I think ten is fine,” Michael spoke, leaning back against the wall and palming his situation.

“Count for me princess.” Luke’s hand came down in a hard slap. “One,” she said, her voice not even close to fucked. But Luke wanted her to feel fucked out, so the next slap was harder. “Two.”

By the time they made it to ten, her whimpering had increased and the rest of the boys took it upon themselves to take their clothes off. Luke soothed his hand over her red cheeks and then dipped his hand down. “Fuck, you’re so wet for us princess. I bet Cal would love to taste you,” Luke murmured.

Calum’s eyes shot open as everyone looked to him. “W-what? I can taste h-her,” he stuttered, Luke smiling at his reaction.

“Yeah, I bet she’d love to sit on your face, right princess?”

“Yes daddy.” Calum let out a sigh and Luke let Calum lay on the bed as he moved y/n to hover over him.

“Don’t make her cum Calum.” He nodded and his eyes darted up to the girl above him and then down to her soaked cunt in front of his face. Calum let out a moan before licking his lips and sucking her clit. She grabbed onto the headboard and threw her head back as Calum licked away at her nerves, Luke’s hands running over her breasts, giving Calum quite the view. He groaned into her pussy as he felt hands wrap around his cock.

She looked back and saw Ashton’s hand firmly jerking Calum’s length and it only strengthened her pleasure. Luke went to stand by Michael as he watched the three. Ashton’s mouth getting dangerously close to Calum’s dick and Cal’s tongue darting in and out of his girlfriend.

Ashton didn’t let his mouth take in Calum, only let his lips graze him, causing Cal to whine against her. Her hips ground down onto his tongue and Luke was seeing the telltale signs that she was gonna cum.

“Alright Calum, let her off.” Calum couldn’t really hear Luke. He was getting so caught up in Ashton’s small touches and y/n’s cute little moans, that he couldn’t stop himself from pushing her over the edge all over his tongue. Soon y/n was being pulled away from him and Luke pulled Calum up by his jaw, his hand then drifting down to his neck.

“What did I tell you? Do I have to deal with two brats now?”

Calum’s face flushed and he whimpered out, “I’m sorry Luke! I just-”

“My name isn’t Luke, brat.”

Calum looked to y/n and she mouthed, “daddy,” to him and smirked. When Calum met Luke’s stare again, the taller boy had a knowing smirk on his face.

“I’m sorry daddy,” he whispered. Luke let go of him and let Calum sit at the desk chair.

“Ashton needs some help, don’t you think princess?” She nodded eagerly and stood up next to Ashton. Ash held her waist and crashed his lips to hers, moaning as her hands slid down his torso and pumped his length. Her thumb grazed the tip and Ashton broke the kiss to moan.

“Don’t tease him. How about you show him how great your mouth is?” She knelt in front of the boy and held the base of his cock in her hand, and Ashton helped guide himself into her mouth. She looked up at him, her eyes wide as she took in his whole length. Ashton held onto the side of her head tightly to start moving it for her.

She obliged, not fighting his harsh movements. Her mouth glided up and down his cock and one particular thrust of his hips, sent her gagging a bit, his dick leaving her mouth. Y/n, breathed out up at Ashton, “I want you to fuck my mouth harder, daddy.”

Ashton raised his eyebrows and before he could answer, Luke was yanking y/n to face him, her neck in his grip like he had Calum’s before. “You only call me daddy, princess,” he growled, Ashton chuckling at Luke’s jealousy.

“That’s Ashton, not daddy, understand?” She whimpered out her yes and he pushed her back to her knees, Luke himself kneeling behind her, his hand snaking up to hold her throat.

“Now what do you want Ashton to do?”

“I want Ashton’s cock in my mouth.” Luke looked up at Ashton expectantly and Ash moved his length back into her open mouth. He waited until her nose hit his pelvic bone before thrusting in and out of her mouth. Luke’s grip on her neck was keeping her in place. Y/n had to let a few moans slip around as Ashton fucked into her mouth and Luke tightened his grip.

“Shit, her mouth is fucking incredible,” Ashton groaned. Luke nodded and leaned his lips down to her ear, muttering, “You love this huh? My hand choking you as you’ve got my best friend’s cock in your mouth?”

Not only did y/n moan at Luke’s words, but Calum’s light whimpers were heard too and Luke whipped his head to look back at the boy. “You wanna come over hear Cal?”

He nodded quickly and joined Luke, kneeling next to y/n. Then Luke looked to Michael, who has yet to join.

“How about you Mike?” Michael smirked and waved his hand, “I’ll wait.”

Luke turned back to Calum let go of her throat, Ashton taking his pulsing cock out of her mouth. “You two should share Ashton’s cock. Take turns sucking him, alright?” She bit her lip and smiled at Calum.

“Yes daddy,” she said. Calum, still new to this whole thing, blinked a few times before saying, “yes daddy.”

Y/n held Ashton’s length and held the tip to Calum’s lips. He hesitantly opened his mouth, his tongue circulating the slit in Ashton’s dick. She smiled at Calum’s shyness and licked a stripe up Ashton’s length. When she got to his tip, where Calum’s lips were wrapped around, she pulled Calum off Ash and took the tip into her mouth. Luke rolled his eyes at her.

“Greedy, princess. Let Cal take all of his cock.” She whined, but listened, Calum eagerly looking up at Ashton as he guided his dick into his mouth. Calum took a moment to get used to the weight on his tongue, before he slowly began bobbing his head.

“You’re going way too slow Cal,” Michael spoke all of a sudden.

“I know you could go faster,” Michael said, moving to Cal��s side. Ashton smirked down at him and gripped Calum’s hair, fucking more into his face. Y/n moved to the other side of Calum, trailing her hand down his chest, catching his nipple and squeezing it as he moaned around Ashton’s cock.

Luke sat on the bed watching the scene unfold, his hand finally touching himself, pumping softly. “Fuck princess, give Cal some hickeys,” Luke groaned. She leaned to his neck and began sucking around, trying to find his sweet spot. She did so rather quickly and sucked harshly at the spot, biting down to finish it off. Calum’s moans kept coming and Ashton pulled out of his mouth before he came.

“I wanted his cum in my mouth,” Calum whined, Ashton smirking down at the boy.

“You’ll get some later Cal, go back to the chair,” Luke ordered, Calum begrudgingly following his command.

“Princess, you want two cocks in you?” Her ears perked up at the suggestion and she climbed on top of Luke on the bed, giving him a small kiss. Hands held onto her waist and she turned to see Michael.

“Guess I’ll be helping,” he said running his hands down to her ass, his hand turning the plug that somehow stayed inside her. She let her head fall onto Luke’s shoulder as Michael gently pulled the toy out of her, groaning as he saw her hole ready for him. Luke threw the tube of lube to him and a condom.

“Alright princess, you ready to be fucked?” She nodded and Luke gripped her throat.

“Yes daddy, sorry.” Luke laid fully back on the bed and lifted her up. His cock has been waiting to feel her tight walls and Luke was practically shaking with anticipation as she sunk down onto him.

“Lean forward princess.” She leaned her chest against Luke’s, feeling Michael’s fingers begin to spread some of the lube around the condom and her hole.

“You ready y/n,” Michael spoke softly and she nodded against Luke’s chest. Michael pushed the tip of his cock inside of her second hole, waiting a moment, for her to get comfortable. When her whimpers stopped, he pushed all the way inside, her body jolting forward a bit. She clenched around Luke, making him see stars.

“Want us to move now, princess?”

“Please fuck me,” she whined. Michael moved first, holding tightly onto her hips to get powerful thrusts into her. Once she got used to Mikey, Luke held her body close, thrusting up with as much power as he could, trying to synchronize with Michael. They finally found their rhythm and it was explosive. “This is all my princess wanted huh? Getting fucked in both holes?”

She couldn’t respond, there was way too much pleasure coursing through her body. Michael kept letting out profanities every time he sunk back into her, his balls slapping the backs of her thighs, sending this sinful noise throughout the room. Luke was overwhelmed by how tight she was clenched around him and he knew she’s cum really quickly.

“Mike,” Luke grunted out. Michael looked at Luke questionably, slowing his thrusts.

“Let’s not cum, not yet, princess here though, deserves to cum all over.”

Michael groaned at Luke’s words and pushed a bit harder into her, Luke moving his hand to rub her clit, ultimately sending his girl over the edge into one of the most blissful orgasm’s she’s ever had. “Luke! It feels-”

“Amazing? I know princess,” he coaxed as she recovered.

Michael pulled out, his cock painfully hard and his face a bit irritated. “Are we gonna cum?”

He asked and Luke just smirked. “Can you get on your knees for me princess?”

She nodded lazily and climbed off of him, kneeling down on the floor yet again. Luke motioned for all the boys to stand around her. “Do you want all of our cum princess?”

She bit her lip and watched as all the boys began stroking their lengths slowly.

“Open your mouth for us,” Ashton cooed. She did as he said and stuck her town out a bit.

“Close your eyes baby,” Michael mumbled. Once her eyes closed, the four boys began jerking themselves off quicker.

Calum whimpered, “oh fuck,” before he spilled his load on her cheek.

“Missed her mouth completely, Calum,” Ashton teased and Calum blush furiously. Michael came next, his cum landed mostly on her tongue, a few drops falling to her chin.

“Such a pretty sight she is,” he grunted.

Ashton pushed Michael out of the way and exclaimed, “Shit princess,” as his cum shot out in ropes over her face, some falling into her mouth, but the rest on her other cheek. Luke smirked at her.

“Look at my messy little girl, all covered in cum.” She whimpered and the boys all smiled at her reaction to Luke’s words.

“Got one more load for you,” he grunted, his cum spilling over her face. He wasn’t necessarily trying to get it in her mouth, rather cover other parts of her face in it, just to see her look that more wrecked. He smiled at her face covered in all their cum and softly told her to, “Swallow princess.”

She did so and groaned at the feeling. When Luke’s eyes turned to Calum, Cal shrunk back into the stare. “You said you wanted Ashton’s cum, why don’t you clean up all of ours?”

Calum nodded and knelt next to y/n, but Luke yanked him away, Luke’s grip on his hair, shooting sparks of pleasure into him. “How about you speak Calum? Do you want to clean the cum off of her face?”

“Yes daddy,” Calum whined out immediately and Luke let go of the boy, watching him move up to his y/n. He groaned before leaning to her chin and licking away what landed there. Calum’s eyes fluttered shut and she grasped his hair in her hands, pulling his head up to her cheek, which had the most cum on it. He lapped over the loads and groaned at the taste.

Calum opened his eyes to make sure he didn’t miss any spot of it on her cheek and she pulled his mouth to hers before he could move on. She tasted the other boys in his mouth and they moaned in unison, Luke’s groaning heard behind them. Calum leaned back from the sloppy kiss and licked away the rest of the cum that fell on her face and once he finished, he sat back, smiling up at the boys.

“Good boy, Calum,” Ashton praised swiping the bottom of Cal’s lip that had some cum on it and pushing his thumb into y/n’s mouth. She happily sucked at it and Ash pulled it away as she whined.

“Alright boys, this was fun, wasn’t it?”

They all agreed with Luke and once that happened, Luke said, “I’m happy you all enjoyed it, now get the fuck out of here, she’s my girl.”

Ashton rolled his eyes at Luke and they all gathered their clothing before leaving the couple alone.

“Thank you for that, Luke,” she whispered softly, pecking his lips.

“My bratty princess deserved it.”

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missing out | a.i

requested: not really but i’m on a torture train today pairing: ashton x reader notes: this one is technically @astroashtonio‘s fault as it’s sugar daddy!ash #sorrynotsorry and it’s fluffy have fun weeeeeeee find the song puns word count: 1.8k!!

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Professer Irwin!

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Warning: Smut!

Summary: Y/N sees her professor at a club and the next day at school she can’t stop thinking about him.

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You saw him about 30 minutes ago, hoping he wouldn’t see you, you were 18 and having a night out with your best friends. Yes, by 3 years you were underage but you had fake ID and you didn’t expect your extremely attractive science teacher to be in a this club.

Professor Irwin had started last year and you’d been intrigued by his bubbly personnel. He always wore a long white lab coat and them stupid plastic goggles. All the girls would fawn over him especially me. But tonight he was wearing a sexy leather jacket with black skinny jeans and a black tank top. His hair was nicely swept back which was revealing his arousing stubbly beard and hazel eyes.

He was surrounded by three of his mates, which they all were clung to a girl and professor Irwin looked lonely. I walked over to the bar ordering a shot and chugging it back. Even though it was a school night, It was thursday and you’d finished your last exam today. Tomorrow was your last day of full lessons. Yes you still had to go in, but most of tomorrow will be spent watching films or just talking to everyone and saying goodbye.

“Should you be here?” I heard a gruff voice come behind me, I turned a round to be met with a beautiful pair of hazel eyes boring into my skin. I saw him quickly check me out before his eyes met mine. Today I had worn my tight grey dress which had a cut out showing off my boobs, it was one of my favourite dresses as it showed off everything. I leant on the bar smiling at him innocently.

“You’re not going to tell me off are you?”

“You’re underage Miss Y/L/N” He sternly said, I pouted at him as he looked over to his friends who were making out with the girls they were with. In a way I felt sorry for him, I felt exactly the same. I wasn’t the best looking out of my friends and they were all off with there boyfriends, the few that weren’t were on the dance floor.

“I’m only underage by 3 years, plus no one here knows” He looked back at me and gave a sad smile.

“I won’t tell if you don’t” I smiled biting my lip. He shook his head and I called the bartender to get me two beers. He brung them over and I gave one to Professor Irwin. Who looked at me sceptically as I gave the bartender the change.

“Y/N I can’t take this”

“It will be our little secret Sir, why are you sad?” Professor Irwin cautiously looked at me before sitting on the barstool next to me.

“Well every time I come out with my friends they always manage to hook up with someone, all three of them and I’m not into that. I want to find the one you know, the one who will make me happy no matter what”

“Ok but what if you find a really attractive girl who makes you hard as a rock and all you want to do is fuck her”

“I’m not talking about this with you” he laughed, sipping on beer. His perfect lips wrapping around the end and tilting his head back showing off his perfectly sculptured jaw.

“Why not, its not like your friends are much interested” I spoke as he looked back over to them. Two pairs were leaving and the other one with red hair was dancing with his girl on the dance floor.

“Well, they’re just a bunch of losers who still attend uni, they’re younger then me one is even 19 there other 2 are 20″

“Oh do you think I could hook up with one of them, its been a while”

“Don’t even go there”

“What you scared of, I’m not exactly a virgin, I love a good cock thrusting into me and your friend with the blonde hair is pretty fit, they all are really”

“Really?” He asked questionably and swallowing thickly

“Yeah” I half moaned. I threw my head back taking a sip of the beer and placing it down onto the counter, I licked my lips tasting the beer remains. I saw Professor Irwin’s eyes look over my tongue and his jaw clench as he looked down at his lap. I saw my friend run over to me as she told me we were going. I downed the rest of my beer placing it down on the side grabbing my purse.

“Goodbye Sir”

“See you tomorrow in class” he smiled, I reached up kissing him on the cheek before smirking at him and leaving him sat there watching me saunter out of the club. I made sure to shake my ass and I turned round at him and he was laughing shaking his head at me. I winked at him and left the club.

I had just finished my last ever maths lesson and honestly I just felt so tired, at least I only had one ever lesson left to go. My last lesson was Scince as much as I love science I had been dreading ever since Professor Irwin saw me last night. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what he said, what if I could change the way he feels and give him an night he won’t forget. God I have so many visions of him fucking me. He’s so good looking…and his fucking smile, his hair and his beard. I rubbed my head in frustration as I entered the science lab. I looked at the front row of girls and today they looked like they’re jaws were going to fall off.

I looked out to what they were looking at and I bit my lip. Professor Irwin was wearing a black shirt and black skinny jeans and his hair was combed back. Obviously the girls had never seen him in casual wear and he was a tasteful sight. I went and took my seat at the back of the class.

The whole lesson was Proffeser Irwin congratulating us on all our exams and giving us pep talks about what the future holds. To be honest I wasn’t even paying to what he was saying, I was watching his lip and the way his hands moved as he spoke about something he was passionate about, like what he did when he left school.

The final bell had rang and all the students had ran out of the school, celebrating, now that they had finally left. Me however I was sat at my desk slowly putting away my books into my bag as Professor Irwin packed away his things. I walked over to his desk as he looked up at me.

“Well I guess this is goodbye” I said smiling at him sweetly.

“Last night, why did you kiss me?”

“You have kissable cheeks I guess” I blushed, not wanting to tell him the actual reason.

“I’ve been thinking about what you said” he started getting up from his chair and moved his way round to the front, sitting on the desk. I walked forward, tilting my head at him. “I found someone who makes me hard, all I want to do is fuck her, but theres a problem”

“Whats the problem?” I asked him placing my bag on the desk next to me and sitting on the desk opposite Professor Irwin.

“She’s a student at my school, she’s in my science class. But fuck she’s amazing, smart and she has this beautiful ass” he groaned, looking at me but now his eyes seemed darker the usual. I got what he was getting at as I stood up and walked forward standing in-between his leg.

“Technically, as of this minute, she’s not your student no more” I whispered edging my face forward. Our breaths mixed together as I lightly swiped my lips against his. He grabbed the back of my neck pulling me forward and crashing his lips to mine. I moaned, wrapping my arms around his waist leaning into him. His other hand came around to my ass pulling me close to him as his tongue entered my mouth. He tasted like peppermint and chocolate, and his lips were soft and felt like I was kissing a cloud.

“Professor Irwin” I moaned detaching our lips

“Call me Ashton” He kissed over my neck and both his hands came under my skirt grasping my ass cheeks. I ran my hands through his soft hair as his fingers toyed with my panties pulling them down my legs. His fingers came up to my pussy, swiping his fore finger against my folds. Due to me thinking about Ashton all morning my pussy was already wet. Ashton backed his face away from me running his fingers over my folds.

“You’re already wet?” he questioned raising an eyebrow at me

“Have you met my science professor? God he’s so fucking hot” I whimpered reaching forward and unbuttoning his shirt. He let out a groan turning me around to where he was sitting and now he was stood in-between my legs. I pushed his shirt off his shoulders as it fell to the floor and Ashton pulled my shirt apart, a few buttons flying across the room. His lips instantly attached to my boobs, I shrugged off my shirt and leaning back on my elbows as Ashton sucked on my skin. Ashton reached around un pinging my bra and slowly smoothing it down my arms and pulling the cups away from my breasts and groaned.

“So perfect” His hands came around tweaking my nipples and rolling them in his fingers. He leant down sucking onto my nipple and I felt him slowly grind into me. He pulled my nipple, letting go and attaching his lips back to mine. I stroked my way down his chest feeling his few hairs and his muscles, loving the way his body tensed under my touch. I tugged on his belt bringing him closer.

“Ashton” I whined

“Yeah baby”

“I want you”

“What do you want?”

“Your fingers and mouth”

“Is that so?” he grinned like a cheshire cat getting onto his knees. He inhaled my scent licking a line to my pussy circling his tongue over my clit. I let out a whimper as he paused looking up at me and smirking.

“Beg for it”

“Oh god-Ashton I want you so bad, I want you mouth, your fingers and your cock, just like I imagined” He growled sucking onto my clit and kitten licked between my folds, my eyes rolled to the back of my head as his pink lips were attached to my glistening pussy. His long fingers were rubbing small circles on my thighs and keeping them wide open as I kept trying to close them due to the pleasure. I felt his stubble scratch my entrance and I clenched my thighs around his face, it felt fucking amazing.

“More” I whined, he nuzzled in further licking over my entrance and swirling his tongue around my walls teasingly. He moved back up to my clit as I felt his long fingers lap at my juices.

“Suck” He said bringing his fingers to my mouth. I placed them in my mouth making sure to coat them and licking over the tips. He pulled them out and bringing them back to my pussy and delving one finger in. His fingers were so long, which meant they were touching all the right places deep inside me.

“Oh fuck” I moaned, Ashton grumbled sending my legs trembling around him. He entered another finger thrusting into me. I let out whimpers as he looked up at me smirking. I bit my lip as I saw my essence over his chin and around his mouth. He wiggled his tongue and started to curl his fingers in me.

The combined pleasure of his fingers pumping in and out of me and his tongue flicking my sensitive bud was enough to put me over the edge. I rocked into him and leant back on his desk.

“I’m going to cum”

“You better fucking not” He moaned. His fingers slid out of my pussy and he pressed one last kiss to my clit. I gave a whimper and pouted. I was so close and he decided to make me hold up.

“What why?”

“I want you to cum around my cock” he said biting his lip and standing up. He undid his belt pulling it out of the belt loops and throwing it on the floor. Then he pulled down his trousers along with his boxers. His dick stood proud and leaking out pre-cum, the sight was mouth watering and I reached out slowly jerking him off. I tilted my head back as he sucked on my lip.

“You’re so perfect Y/N, you know that right?”

“As are you Ashton” I moaned as he tugged at my hand making me pulling off him.

“Bend over the desk for me” I did as he said bending over the desk and bunching up my skirt above my hip. He came behind me with a foil packet tearing it open and rolling the condom onto his dick. He pushed into me grabbing my hips and slapping my ass lightly.

“Fuck sir”

“You like that Y/N?”

I grabbed a hold of the edge of the desk as Ashton thrusted into my hole, there was a crude sound of squelching and the occasional sound of our skin slapping together. I edged as far as I could onto him and I felt his balls blow against my clit. He stroked over my ass and lightly spanking me once again.

“Feels amazing Y/N” he groaned tucking his hand around to rub my clit, I lifted up leaning my head on his shoulder and bouncing off him. Ashton’s dick rubbed against my walls as he clasped my ass squeezing it in his hands and rolling his hips into mine. I felt his tip hit my g-spot and I rammed my ass into his hips.

“There Ashton” I screamed. He let out several groans, rubbing my clit at a faster pace. I looked down at my knuckles, which were turning white from the pressure that I was clingy onto the side of the desk. My breathing started to pick up as I felt my legs start to shake. I let out a scream and came hard around his dick as I felt him harshly grab my ass. I heard him let out a animalistic groan and cum in the condom inside me. He slowly pulled out of me, taking off the condom. He tied it up putting it in the bin but making sure to cover it up with a few bits of paper.

“Fuck you’re incredible” He groaned pulling up his trousers

“Well I’m glad you found someone who gets you hard and can make you cum”

“So next week, you busy?”

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Office Escapades|(GymTeacher!Ashton)

“I don’t want professional with you.” He utters, his body pushing against yours, turning you around and cornering you in the edge of his desk. His lips ducking down and peppering kisses from your shoulder to the nape of your neck to below your ears. Your knees nearly going weak.

Words: 3000+

Request: No

Rating: R

A group of teenage girls in your English class that you taught kept on talking about the new gym teacher at the school. Gushing over his sandy blond hair and hazel eyes, many talking about his lean body and how great it would be to feel his body against theirs. You always interrupted the group of girls though, stating that girls shouldn’t be talking in such a dirty way towards a staff member, but that didn’t seen to mind them since they continued to talk about him every single day.

You couldn’t lie, Mr. Irwin was remarkably hot. It was obvious that he took great care of his body you could tell by his, bulging biceps, toned abs under his thin t-shirts, muscular calves that always strut down the halls in his Nike basketball shorts, and healthy lunch choices. But of course you never acted any more then professional towards him.

Always greeting him with a ‘good morning’ or ‘hello’ when he walked into the teachers lodge or asking him how his day has day has been when sitting down at lunch. He was always nice towards you, his happy smile always beaming whenever you strike up a conversation with him.

You were writing down a quote from Shakespeare on the board when the group of girls that speak of Mr. Irwin so highly, walked into class giggling and grinning at you. You smiled back at them before turning around and sticking the white board marker back into its cap before placing it down on your desk. You walk to the book shelves that lies against the back wall that the group of girls are sitting at.

You swiftly make your way by them and grab the books that the class is going to need while you hear them giggle next to you, making you rise an eyebrow when turning towards them, handing each of them a book.

“What’s so funny girls?” You say, staring between the four of them with a pointed glare, two continue to giggle while the other two shrug.

“Nothing.” Harper, the brunette with freckles amongst her cheeks utters, her eyes flickering between the book and you. “Obviously something is funny because you guys keep looking at me? What’s the deal?” You say when turning around and placing text books on the empty desk.

“Well you know Mr. Irwin, word is getting around that he-”

“Josie shut up!” Says Amber, interrupting whatever Josie was going to say while smacking her hand to the back of her neck, making you turn around when you hear the deafening sound.

“Girls, hands to yourself.” You state while walking towards them, your eyebrow still etched high on your brow bone as you look at Josie seriously.

“What were you about to say?” You question, and you look at all the girls, two of them groaning while Amber and Harper just shake their head side to side to make sure that Josie can keep her mouth shut.

Truth is Josie can never keep her mouth shut, from just a week into second semester you could tell she wouldn’t be able to keep quiet from the many times you told her to be quiet when she was setting in the back next to Harper.

She looks up at you with beaming eyes and a shy smile, her dirty blond hair whacking her against the shoulder as she turns towards you and begins to speak so fast it’s hard for you to grasp on to what she is saying.

“The word around school is that Mr. Irwin apparently has a thing for you.” She rushes out so quickly while standing up, making Amber’s hand hit the back of her spine while glaring up at her furiously.

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libracalum masterlist

Please note: stories containing an asterisk* contain explicit content and aren’t suitable for those under 18. Don’t read them if you shouldn’t or I’ll tell your mom.

I cherry picked the stories included because I’ve written well over 500 and some were stupid or just downright awful. I honestly didn’t even want to include blurbs instead of full stories but I figured y’all might still like them. This is going to be my archived list soon because I want to start over (to an extent) with new, better content so I’ll have this linked on my blog until I get some more new stuff posted!

Band (4/4)

brother!5sos and boyfriend!5sos (rated PG-13): seeing marks from a rough night // walking in on you getting a hickey // walking in on you - part two // your sex tape leaks

getting high with the band

having a panic attack

you think you’re too thin

you think you’re too big

when they like someone

personalities they like

dark paradise by lana del rey

finding out they like you

catching you watching porn*

punishing you*

teasing you about hickeys*

music you make out to

overstimulation*

hooking up with the lights on*

joining the mile high club*

getting jealous of your best guy friend

offering to take your virginity*

moaning your name in their sleep* (michael and luke) (ashton and calum)

teasing you for being innocent

grinding

eating you out for the first time*

becoming friends with benefits*

helping him go down on you*

their kinks*

giving him head when he’s on the phone with the guys*

nasty naughty boy by christina aguilera*

catching him moaning your name*

spanking*

tying you up*

skin by rihanna*

catching you watching lesbian porn*

ASHTON

Savages*** (gang!ash) - part one // part two // part three // part four // part five // part six // part seven // part eight // part nine // part ten // part eleven // part twelve // part thirteen // part fourteen // part fifteen // part sixteen // part seventeen // part eighteen- happily ever after // alternate ending - sad ending

asking him out

nicotine by panic! at the disco

the morning after

sleepy morning sex*

submissive!ash*

waking up next to him

tonight, you’re mine*

getting high and hooking up*

losing it to your best friend* (part one)

cute, giggly ash*

hating each other but hooking up*

riding him when he’s on the phone*

riding his thigh*

blindfolds, handcuffs, baby girl, and kitten*

eating you out in front of the guys*

michael + ashton threesome*

luke + ashton threesome*

kissing luke*

they watch him go down on you*

FaceTiming him*

CALUM

The Animal Inside*** (werewolf!calum) - part one // part two // part three // part four // part five // part six // part seven // part eight // part nine // part ten // part eleven // part twelve // part thirteen // original ending // cheesy ending

Alpha Sigma Phi*** (frat!cal) - part one // part two // part three // part four // part five // part six // part seven // part eight // part nine // part ten // part eleven // part twelve // part thirteen // part fourteen // part fifteen // part sixteen

meeting up

apologizing when you’re mad at him

seeing each other after you breakup

accidentally admitting he likes you

giving him a lap dance*

walking in on him*

finding out you’re flexible

hiring a “dancer”*

getting caught by paparazzi*

teasing him*

post workout session*

getting revenge*

losing it to your best friend* (part one)

hating each other but hooking up*

waking him up*

heading home early*

jersey girl*

getting caught by your mom*

throat fucking*

LUKE

Yes, Sir*** (ceo!luke) - part one // part two // part three (coming soon)

Highway to Hell*** (demon!luke) - part one // part two // part three // part four // part five // part six // part seven // part eight // part nine // part ten // part eleven // part twelve // part thirteen // part fourteen // part fifteen // part sixteen // part seventeen

Reject*** (punk!luke) - part one // part two // part three // part four // part five // part six // part seven // part eight // part nine // part ten // part eleven // part twelve // part thirteen // part fourteen // part fifteen // part sixteen // epilogue

neck kisses

cuddling

announcing your relationship

getting caught keeping your relationship a secret

when you’re both famous

late night driving

the morning after*

ringing the ‘sex’ bell*

brother!ash finds out about boyfriend!luke*

they’re wrong*

losing it to your best friend* (part one)

hating each other but hooking up*

the night before he leaves for tour*

getting high and hooking up*

luke + ashton threesome*

calling him vanilla*

getting caught by your dad*

hittin’ it from the back*

MICHAEL

Screw the Police*** (cop!michael) - chapter one // chapter two // chapter three // chapter four // chapter five // chapter six // chapter seven // chapter eight // chapter nine // chapter ten // chapter eleven // chapter twelve // chapter thirteen // chapter fourteen // chapter fifteen

asking him out

liking you as best friends

liking ashton’s (fictional) sister

nicotine by panic! at the disco

handcuffing you*

losing it to your best friend* (part one)

post show session*

hating each other but hooking up*

playing video games and getting bored*

michael + ashton threesome*

beating him in call of duty*

getting caught by your dad*

damn good night*

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A LIL BLURB/SNIPPET ABOUT Y/N HAVING TWO DOMS??

Y/N’s been a bad girl.

And she knows it. She’s been gallivanting around the house her, Harry, and Josephine share, stark naked and rubbing whipped cream all over her chest to tease whoever is near and licking it off with her finger. Josephine is her dominant, along with Harry, but she’s more laid back and hardly punishes Y/N at all. She won’t spank her with a belt like Harry would — although she probably should.

The little show Y/N puts on with the whipped cream makes Josephine wet, marching over and yanking her by the hair in her petite fist. (Y/N is larger than her female dominant, which makes it humorous that someone smaller than her can handcuff her to the bed and spank her bottom whenever she pleases, but Y/N thinks it’s sexy). She doesn’t say a word, the room quiet besides the stomping off her little feet as she leads Y/N to their bedroom for playing. Y/N tends to get a bit wetter than average, so Harry had a room set up for their sexual playtimes to refrain from staining the sheets the three sleep on.

“What do you think you were doing out there, little girl?” Josy pushes Y/N down to her knees, already sliding off her shorts and panties, leaving Y/N to stare hungrily up at her bare pussy. “You think you can act like a little brat just because daddy’s not here?” Harry’s away for the day at the studio, recording some songs he knows will be bangers for the second album, and he’s bound to be home within the hour. “He’ll be home soon, pet. And I don’t think he’d be too happy to see you with your pretty tits all covered in cream while he was away.” Y/N already feels her clit throbbing, releasing a little whine from deep within her stomach and she straightens up her back to try to get a lick between her dominant’s thighs. “You can’t get your way out of this one with your tongue, pet. I’m gonna punish you first.”

Y/N snorts, rolls her eyes and stands up. “Sure.”

Josy stands at Y/N’s collarbone — just a bit shorter than her — and stomps her foot. “I am! Go to the bed right now.” She points behind her, signaling to the large king-size bed with red, silky sheets covering the mattress.

“Or what?”

Fed up already with her stubborn sub, Josy grabs her by the bicep and tosses her on the bed, landing on her back and Y/N’s all giggles, not taking anything seriously.

“Stop laughing! I’ll get a gag!”

“No you won’t! You’re too nice!” She sits up, her thighs spreads and moving them back and forth to emphasize her wet pussy. “I see you more as a sub, not a dom.”

“What?!” Josy climbs on top of her, laying her back down and squeezing her hips between her thighs on each side of her. “You take that back right now! I’ll spank you!”

“Suuure you will.” Y/N reaches a hand down and rubs Josy’s clit for a second before her movement is halted. “What’s wrong, Josy? I thought you liked when I touch you?” She smiles smugly, knowing she’s being an absolute brat and that she’s in for it when Harry gets home.

“You’re not touching me until you apologize for being such a brat!”

“I’m just speaking the truth, baby.” Y/N puffs out her lips, as if asking for a kiss but is denied. “Why don’t you be a sub like me, yeah? Then daddy can take care of both of us. Doesn’t that sound good?” She begins rubbing the other woman’s hip, moving up and up until she’s beneath the material of her shirt and toying with her nipple. “We can have our own room, and I can play with your pussy every night.” Josy’s breathing staggers, knowing she should be showing more authority, but Y/N always turns her into a puddle. “Wouldn’t you like that?”

“Yes, I mean, n-no, I wouldn’t.” She grabs Y/N’s hands and holds them above her head, making it easy for her tits to dangle in front of Y/N’s face and she wastes no time trying to suck a nipple into her mouth. “Stop that, or else I’ll tell daddy how bad you were today.”

“We both know you won’t.”

“Y/N.” Harry’s voice booms through the room, making both girls shriek and turn towards the door. “I suggest you listen to miss Josy like a good girl, or else I’m going to treat you like a bad girl for the next week, and you don’t want that, do you? Remember last time?”

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THIS IS A LIL SNEAK PEAK MAYBE IDK OK TELL ME IF YOU LIKE IT AND IF I SHOULD CONTINUE

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dare or dare | Calum & Michael

Requested: No, but send me ideas I need inspiration.

Word Count: ~3.7K

Smut: Duh, contains - teasing, oral play, it’s a threesome you’ll see

“Oh, stop fucking drinking out of your shoe, that’s disgusting,” You laughed, covering your mouth as Calum victoriously slammed the shoe down onto the grass and held his arms up.

“Yeah, well I completed the dare so bite me.” He said, winking at you as you walked back through the sliding door inside to where the rest of your friends were sitting. Maybe later baby. He took his spot near the wall, leaning back against it as he grinned around the circle and you rolled your eyes as you sat next to Michael on the other side of him.

“I’m not kissing him until he either gets some gum or brushes his teeth, but he did the dare,” You muttered, and turned towards Luke who was humming to himself on the floor as he looked up at Ashton.

“It’s Ashton’s turn to come up with a dare, I tried with Calum but he literally does not back down from any dare.” Luke grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest as he was obviously annoyed that he couldn’t get your boyfriend to back out of a dare.

The first person out of the group to either refuse or not complete a dare has to complete one that is given by the rest. It was always a fun game, unless you were the one who lost.

“Fine, uh Mikey I dare you to sit on Calum’s lap until someone else asks you a dare then.” Ashton said, laughing as someone booed him but he drank the rest of his drink and watched as Michael shrugged his shoulders as he looked across you at Cal. He pushed off of his seat and moved past you to your boyfriend.

You sucked in a breath as you watched Michael straddle his lap. Originally he was messing around, faking like he was awkward but you saw the way that his face switched instantly when Michael planted himself on him. From everyone else’s perspective, it looked as if they were just chatting casually but you saw the way that Calum was looking up at him, the way that Michael ground his hips slightly against Calum’s, the ways that their crotches just grazed each other.

You bit down on your lip as you turned back towards the circle, your attention on Ashton as he pushed off from his chair to go into the kitchen to get another drink. You glanced down at the rest of the drink in your cup, tilting it back against your lips to get every last drop. You had an idea, but you didn’t know how to go about it.

“I have a dare,” You said quietly and Luke perked up to hear your dare. Your ideas were always good, unless it was directed towards him, “But it’s a private dare for Michael.”

Calum glanced at you from behind Michael, confusion on his face as you leaned close to him. You whispered in your boyfriend’s ear, making sure that Michael wouldn’t be able to hear you and you pulled away to gauge his reaction. He was surprised, to say the least. He swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as he looked back at you.

“Are you sure?” He murmured, turning towards you and you moved your hand to the back of his neck as you nodded and looked up at Michael, who was still straddling his lap. Calum shook his head but leaned in closer to Michael’s ear. He passed along what you had said, what you had to pluck up the bit of courage you had in you to say.

Michaels eyes opened wide as he looked between the two of you, but moved off from Calum’s lap and you quickly climbed on instead. You had your back against Calum’s chest, his arms wrapping around your waist as Michael sat beside you.

“What’d you dare him to do?” Ashton muttered, taking his seat back on the floor and you shrugged your shoulders as your arm wrapped around Calum and you pulled him tightly into you.

“Are you sure about this babygirl?” He murmured, pressing his lips at the base of your neck and you inhaled deeply as you nodded.

“You have to tell us what the dare is,” Luke whined, and you glanced at Michael to see him sitting beside the two of you quietly.

“The dare hasn’t been completed yet,” Michael muttered, bringing the cup up to his lips as he looked over at you, “But it will be.”

* * * * *

You were sitting in the car on the way home, you in the middle with Calum on your left and Michael on your right. The three of you hadn’t said anything since you told the others goodbye, since you left the house. It was almost as if there was nothing to say despite the fact that there was still everything to be said. You gulped quietly as you felt Calum’s hand move to your knee, the way you felt him caress your skin so gently.

You then felt Michael’s hand wrap around your thigh, his thumb grazing your skin back and forth. Your tongue peeked out to wet your lips, and you were squeezing your thighs together in anticipation as the car finally pulled up in front of yours and Calums apartment. Michael pushed out of the car first, and you remained seated while the boys walked up to the door.

You knew you had to get out, mainly because the driver was looking at you through the rearview mirror but you just couldn’t bring yourself to move.

Calum leaned down into the car and offered his hand out, helping you out of the car. He pulled you into his arms as the car moved away, and he kissed the top of your head, “Baby we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“That’s the thing Cal,” You whispered, looking up to where Michael was standing in the doorway before looking back to him, “I want to.”

He nodded as he interlocked your fingers together, almost pulling you towards your apartment and up the stairs into your bedroom. Michael shut the door behind him, leaning against it as you and Calum looked at him. No one knew what to say, how to get this started. There was a silence throughout the room and you made the first noise when you took a deep breath and nodded.

“So, the dare…” You trailed off as you nervously clasped your hands together and Calum chuckled as he pulled you into his arms and he moved in to kiss you, but you held your hand up to his mouth to point towards the bathroom and he rolled his eyes but did what you asked. You watched as he brushed his teeth, him glaring at you as he moved the brush back and forth and you giggled as Michael moved closer to you and wrapped his arms around you.

“What brought on this dare?” He murmured in your ear, the two of you facing Calum as you rocked back and forth and your hand moved behind you to cup Michael’s cheek as Calum finally walked out, wiping at his mouth.

“I saw the way that the two of you were looking at each other, when Michael was straddling you. I saw the way that Calum’s face looked as if he was hiding a boner, the way that he looked at you was the way he usually looks at me.” You whispered, turning in Michael’s arms and Calum walked behind you, wrapping his arms around you as well.

You were sandwiched between the two, Calum grinding his hips down against yours and you whimpered as Michael licked his lips, enjoying the show.

“Come on baby,” Calum whispered, pulling you away from Michael and setting you down onto the bed that the two of you shared. You shrugged off your jeans, kicking them off and adjusting your shirt to cover you. Michael knelt down in front of you while Calum sat beside you on the bed, and Michael began to kiss his way up to your thigh, starting at your knee, then slowly moving forward.

His lips lingered at the top of your thigh, his hands caressing your skin while Calum helped pull your shirt off of you. Michael groaned at the sight of your top half being naked now, his fingers brushing over your clothed core.

Michael’s hand moved up to Calum’s cheek, grazing his skin softly and Calum leaned into his touch as you watched them, biting down on your lip as Michael leaned forward and attached their lips. Calum’s hands moved to your chest, groping you and you let out a quiet moan as you let your head roll back.

His hand snaked up your body, grazing your skin gently as Michael’s lips moved to your neck. Calum pointed to where your sweet spot was, and Michael drifted down to where Calum’s finger was pressed up against your collarbone.

He kissed the spot on your neck gently, before pulling Calum’s finger in his mouth and he began sucking on it. He hollowed out his cheeks as Calum moaned gently, and you pulled away to watch the event unfold. You licked your lips in excitement as the two continued on, before focusing their attention back on you.

“Want to learn all of my princess’ sweet spots? She has a lot that really turn her on.” Calum murmured, looking at Michael and you breathed out as you nodded, “Even better, I can teach you how to properly give her an orgasm. You can hear the way that she screams your name so well.”

“Hell yes,” Michael said, cocking his head as Calum pushed you down onto the bed and you laid there, your fingers interlocking on your stomach as you tried to steady your breathing. Your fingers just brushed the band of your bra, and you leaned up to see Calum gesturing to your body and you blushed as you fell back against the bed. The two moved beside you, Michael on one side and Calum on the other, and you took a deep breath as Calum pointed to your second sweet spot, right on your chest where your bra still was.

Calum’s finger slide the strap off to the side, and Michaels lips soon replaced where his fingers were. Your eyes clenched shut as you felt Michael sucking on your skin with Calum’s fingers grazing your skin on the other side of your body. You felt his teeth scrape against your skin and chuckled lightly as you opened your eyes again, only to see Calum pointed to another spot on your body.

“Slowly mate, she likes the anticipation.” He murmured, and Michael nodded as he pressed kisses against the skin of your stomach, moving back and forth against your body and you bit down on your lip to keep from letting the small whines fall from your mouth. Calum’s fingers dragged further down you, his index finger moving back and forth just above the top band of your underwear, “See, and she really loves when you just barely press your lips here.”

Your fingers curled in the sheets, the sensations driving you insane as you felt Calum’s hands touching you and Michael’s lips playing along your body. You watched as Calum let his hand drift down even lower, his thumb massaging your core through the material of your underwear and you moaned quietly as Michael shifted down on the bed.

Calum leaned back onto the bed, shifted up on his elbow as he watched Michael move between your legs, his lips still attached to your hips as he sucked against the skin. Calum’s tongue was peeking out, his brows furrowed in concentration as he watched his best friend give his girlfriend a hickey.

“Just like that. How you doing babygirl?” He muttered, leaning closer to you to kiss your forehead and you smiled as you rolled your eyes, obviously enjoying what is going on right now.

“Can I touch her?” Michael grumbled, his eyes were darker than usual with lust as he looked up at you, and Calum nodded as Michaels hand moved down and began to massage your core through the material of your underwear.

You whimpered at the feeling of someone new touching you, and he slid your panties to the side as he slowly dragged his fingers up and down your slit, collecting your wetness through the material. He offered his fingers up to Calums mouth, and he enveloped Michael’s fingers into his mouth and sucked on them, before releasing them and Michael moved back down to your crotch.

Calums fingers moved along your skin to your chest, taking the bud of your nipple between his fingers and tugging on it roughly. He knew what the overstimulation did to you, how quickly it would bring you to your orgasm but Calum was loving every second of this. He felt his hard-on grow even more as he watched Michael mouth fuck you through your panties, as to where he was palming himself.

“Look at my beautiful princess. Such a mess already. Baby, use your words. Tell Mikey how badly you want to cum,” He murmured in your ear, his lips attaching to your neck and you moaned as you gripped tightly onto his thigh as Michael continued to suck on your clit through the material.

“Mikey, please. I need to cum.” You whined, your head digging back into the bed as Calum pushed his fingers inside of your mouth and you began to suck on them.

“I don’t think she deserves it,” Mikey said, pulling away and wiping at his mouth and you whimpered as you shook your head. Calum pulled his fingers from your mouth, moving them down in a trail to your core but stopping just above where Michael was positioned.

“Please, god I need to cum. I can’t handle it anymore.” You whispered, your thighs clenching as Michael chuckled as he pulled away and Calum looked down at you. He finally pulled the last article of clothing off of your body and you felt his fingers inside of you. You closed your eyes at the feeling of him, the way the he curled his fingers up against you and circled them slowly, until he was gone and you whined.

“Not yet baby, you need to earn it.” He said, a smirk on his face and you groaned as you fell back against the bed, your high fading away now but Calum interlocked your fingers together and you hummed as Calum helped you sit up.

Michael pushed down his boxers and you licked your lips as his cock sprang free, and Calum leaned over your body to pool his spit against Michael’s cock. Your hands moved to his member, moving your hands over his spit and using it to prep him for your mouth. You licked your lips one last time as you looked up at Michael before tracing your lips with his cock and he moaned as you did so.

You put the tip into your mouth, swirling the head of his cock in your mouth and using your free hand to stroke the rest of his shaft. Your hair was getting in the way and you rolled your eyes, and you attempted to move your hand up to your hair to hold it back but you felt Michaels move to your head and he held your hair back while you continued to bob your head. You hollowed out your cheeks, and Calum’s hand moved to your core and he dragged his cock along your slit. You moaned around Michael’s cock, his hand gripping your hair tighter as he groaned.

Your tongue swirled around him, your free hand fondling his balls and tugging on them gently and you looked up at him. He was biting down on his lip, and you moaned out around him as Calum pushed into you. He moved slowly at first, teasing you and you had to move one of your hands to keep yourself stable while his hand reached around to your clit and began to move it in small circles.

“Come here Princess, on your hands and knees.” Calum murmured, pulling a pillow off of the bed and setting it on the floor. He pressed a kiss against your cheek as he helped you move onto your knees as Michael moved in front of you. Michael positioned himself on the bed, while you knelt in front of him and leaned forward, taking him into your mouth once more. Calum moved behind you, his hands massaging your hips as he lined his cock up with your entrance.

He pushed in slowly at first, teasing you once more and you moaned around Michael’s cock, which elicited a groan from him. Calum chuckled at the domino effect of the two of yours noises, and he started to find his rhythm.

“Fucking hell,” Michael groaned, and Calum smirked as his fingers dug into the skin of your hips. He knew just how good your mouth was, just how fantastic you could make him feel.

You let Michael’s cock out of your mouth and took a deep breath, looking back at Calum who was fucking you now with an intense passion and you leaned back into him as you were close to cumming once more. Calum’s hand moved up to your chest, groping you roughly and you interlocked your fingers with his other hand as Michael started to jerk himself off in front of you at the sight of you both.

“Fuck, fuck,” You whimpered, your thighs shaking as you tried your hardest to hold yourself up but Calum held you tightly and you finally came. Calum kissed your neck as he pulled out and picked you up. He placed you down on the bed, and you laid on your back near the edge as Michael walked close to you.

He was stroking himself still, and you glanced at Calum who moved off of the bed. Calum elbowed Michael as he gestured to you, and you hung your head off of the edge of the bed and you opened your mouth as he brought his cock to your lips.

“You ready for me to fuck your throat baby?” Michael murmured, and you relaxed your throat as best as you could while Michael moved up to you, and you enveloped his cock into your mouth, “Oh shit, just like that.”

He began to thrust while Calum sat at the edge of the bed, and his hand moved back to your clit and he began to move his fingers in circular motions and you moaned around Michael’s cock. Michael wound his fingers into your hair, pulling tightly down and the slight pain made you whimper. The feeling of the pain while Calum was still rubbing your clit was nearly enough to send you barreling down towards another orgasm, and when Calum slapped your overly-sensitive clit, you finally went over the edge again for that night.

“If you choke her, just a little bit, she’ll love it.” Calum murmured as you settled from your second orgasm, and Michael chuckled as he looked down at you, and did what Calum said. Michael’s freehand wrapped around the front of your throat, applying some kind of pressure and you tried your best to keep from gagging as he continued fucking your throat.

“Fuck, can I cum in her mouth?” Michael asked, and you closed your eyes as tears stung slightly and Calum voiced his approval as Michael finally came and you did your best to swallow all of his cum and he pulled out and released his grip from your throat and you smiled tiredly as Calum helped move your body closer around completely to the edge of the bed.

“Come here baby,” Calum murmured, and continued to stroke himself as he pulled you by your thighs down to the edge of the bed and you giggled as Michael sat down beside you on the bed, and licked his lips as he watched Calum drag his cock against your pussy lips and collected your juices, “Are you ready for me?”

“Yes, sir.” You whispered, and he nodded as he found your entrance and plunged down into you, and you moaned as he went all the way in, his hips pressing flush against yours.

“Such a good girl, isn’t she Mikey?” He murmured, and you smiled as you let your head fall back against the bed, your hands moving down to your thighs and holding them up more for Calum so he could hit a deeper angle.

“She really is, she takes that cock so well. She’s taken both of our cocks so well.” Michael mumbled, turning on his side as he continued to watch before moving one of his hands to your chest, and cupping one of your breasts in his hand. He kneaded it slightly, the sensations of it all feeling wonderful and you moaned again as Calum continued fucking you.

“Fuck, Cal, I’m so close.” You whined, and he nodded as one of his hands moved back to your clit, and began to stroke circles into it once more. You were so close to your third orgasm of the night, and Michael pressed kisses along your skin as Calum moved his thumb faster.

“Alright babygirl, go ahead and cum for us again tonight.” He murmured, and your thighs began to shake as you let go, and had your third orgasm, and you cried out as Calum pulled out from still being oversensitive, “So good. You did so good.”

Michael pushed off of the bed and went into the bathroom, and Calum jerked himself off as he watched you come down from your high, slowly catching your breath and you smiled up at Calum as he was close to cumming.

“Cum for me,” You whispered, and he bit down on his lip as he finally came, the sticky liquid landing on your stomach and you smiled lazily up at him as he leaned down closer to you and kissed your forehead.

Michael had grabbed a towel from there and helped wipe the cum off of your stomach, and you hummed tiredly as Calum helped move you up to the bed and sit up better. He pressed a kiss against your lips as he sat beside you on the bed, and you looked between the two men.

“Dare officially completed.”

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Warm Showers ~ Ashton Imagine

Requested ~ No

Trigger warning ~ talks and explains about a panic attack, talks about sducidal thoughts, depression and anxiety

Please don’t read if any of the warnings are upsetting to you! There’s no smut in this at all! There’s a reason for me writing this. I was having a really bad night at my house recently, my parents were fighting and i just couldn’t stop crying so i started writing this. As you know i typically write all my smuts and imagines with You and Your but i wrote this one with I, me, and my because it’s personal to me. There is nothing romanticized about this! I was writing out how i feel, hoping maybe it’s easier for you guys to connect to, also it helped me feel a lot better once i finished it. If any of you ever need to talk i’m just a message away i promise i don’t bite :) lol any who enjoy, love ya guys :)

Master list

~ Krissy

Ashton Imagine ~

Home is not a place i like to be. There’s screaming and yelling, sometimes things get thrown. Arguments get started over everything and anything you could possibly think of. It gets draining often. The constant bickering of my parents on top of all of my issues. But the biggest topic of the fighting lately has been about me.

My depression and anxiety have been becoming crippling lately. Trying to leave the house is the hardest thing, i actually get physically sick. Whether it be throwing up, needing the rest room or straight up panic attacks. My mom knows it’s a real issue but my dad sees it as me seeking attention and that i’m fine. So that added stress of him not believing how I feel and my parents fighting over it. Just makes everything ten times worse.

But Ashton, my boyfriend is literally my rock and i don’t know what i’d do without him. We’ve been best friends since we were 3 when we met in daycare. Literally attached at each others hip for 15 years. He’s seen what i go through. Been there for me through thick and thin. My parents have fought in front of him. Not as badly as when he isn’t there but my dad is comfortable - i guess you would say - enough around him to treat us the same way he does when he’s not there. Two years ago we started dating and things got better for a while. We were closer than ever which i didn’t think was possible. But recently he was been out touring with his band and it was hard.

He wanted me to come along with them but i said no. Ashton needed this time with his band without distractions so they could do the great things they were destined for. I visited a few times throughout the tour but he didn’t need me there. The boys got to tour with 1D for a second time to help promote while they worked on producing more music and such. Getting the chances of doing their own shows and preforming on live TV while on days off from the WWA tour.

But luckily the tour finished up a few weeks ago and the boys are back home. After having some time off to have fun and catch up with family the boys were already back to song writing a bit. So there were somedays i was alone again. Ashton had given me a key to his flat a long time ago. With the offer of come over anytime. Whether he was home or not. He knows you just need the escape from the fighting sometimes. Today was one of those days.

Leaving a note for my mom on my desk, i climbed out of my bedroom window and started my way to Ashton’s. Eventually my parents would stop fighting or at least long enough for my mom to check on me. She always wanted to make sure I was okay. So i just left a note saying that i was going to Ashton’s and wasn’t sure when i’d be home because i needed to get away from the fighting.

Today Ash was out song writing with Michael. So when i got to his flat i let myself in and locked back up behind me. I texted Ash letting him know i was at his place and he told me he’d be back as soon as he could, but i told him not to rush. I turned on the stereo, took a seat on the couch and tried to relax. I had a problem of over thinking everything. I get so into thinking that it drives me mad. ‘What if’s’ and ‘maybe’s’ flood my brain 24/7.

The more i thought of not wanting to be here. That everything would be better if i wasn’t or how much happier everyone would be. Maybe my parents wouldn’t fight anymore. Maybe i wouldn’t be holding Ash back. I felt like i couldn’t breathe. Panic attacks were extremely terrifying when i was alone. The thought of passing or blacking out while no one was around was scary.

Placing my head between my knees and my hands over my head i tried to catch my breath. But it didn’t work. I worked myself up into a panic attack for no reason when i came here trying to prevent one. Sitting didn’t help so i decided maybe pacing would. I paced the length of the flat for a good 10 minutes before feeling like i was going to fall over.

Reaching for my phone my hands were trembling. Ashton could be home anywhere between 30 minutes to an hour. But i didn’t want to call him and get him worried thinking it was an emergency. I mean for the better he should know but i didn’t want to take him away from song writing. So i decided that maybe a warm shower would help calm me down.

Stumbling my way to the bathroom as my knees felt weak. I leaned against the wall to keep my balance. Even with the music playing in the background it didn’t sound like music. It was muffled and sounded like gibberish. The room felt to be spinning but i knew i wasn’t moving. Trying to take a deep breath i focused on reaching the bathroom. In hopes the water would calm me down a bit.

The bad thoughts just kept coming.

‘No one’s here to stop you [Y/N]. If you did it properly even by the time someone got here it wouldn’t matter.’ I thought.

But something broke through the fuzzy silence i was hearing. It was the ringtone i had set for Ash. I shook my head free of the thought. I couldn’t do that to him, he’d be devastated.

Grabbing a hold of the shower faucet i turned it on. My breathing seemed to quicken, scaring me even more. I couldn’t wait any longer to be under the water. So i didn’t even bother taking off my clothes. As soon as it was warm i just stepped right in.

Instantly, i felt a sense of security. My arms were crossed, pressed against the wall with my head leaning on them as the water cascaded down my body. I focused on my breathing, trying to think of happy thoughts. I wanted Ashton home, I needed him.

Every passing second felt like a minute and every passing minute felt like an hour. The panic attack was slowly fading but i still felt weak from the lack of breathing properly. All i wanted was to be wrapped in Ashton’s arms because i knew then eventually i’d be okay. Right now i wasn’t feeling that way.

With every passing minute i grew more and more exhausted. Finally i heard the sound of the front door opening and i couldn’t have felt more relieved. I found myself letting my legs go limp as i fell to the floor onto my knees for the first time since i had left my house i started to cry.

“[Y/N]? Babe?” Ashton’s voice rang through my ears clear as day, everything else still hazy. Worry laced in his tone.

I didn’t have enough energy to answer loud enough for him to hear. So i just sat and waited for him to find me. No more than a minute later Ashton appeared in the bathroom.

“[Y/N]?!” he said almost relieved. “Oh my god babe.“

Just like me he didn’t bother to remove his clothes. He just came right in and lifted me off the floor tightly wrapping his arms around me. Placing kisses on my forehead and side of my neck.

“I was so worried i called you like 5 times and you didn’t answer.” He said holding me tighter which i didn’t think was possible.

“I’m s-sorry Ash i, i just - the phone was so f-far away.” I mumbled now starting to sob hysterically.

“It’s okay i’m just glad you’re not hurt. I was afraid you had passed out.” He sighed.

My breathing was closer to normal than not now. Ashton swayed us back and forth a bit to relax me. My clothes began feeling extremely heavy from the water. Then it was like Ashton was reading my mind.

“Why don’t we get these clothes off of you. Relax for a bit and than go take a nap.” He whispered.

“Yeah,” I said.

Ashton placed my hands on his hips so i had him to balance on while he removed his shirt. I laid my head against his chest while he rung out his shirt and hung it over the top of the shower. Next he shimmied out of his pants and boxers. Repeating his actions from before. I backed up and he helped pull my shirt over my head. Then i took off my pants and underwear, which he rung out also and hung over the top.

I placed my head on his shoulder. Our chests flushed against one another’s. My wet bare skin against Ashton’s was soothing. Taking warm showers especially with him while i was upset was one of my favorite things. His arms were snaked around my back holding me close, rubbing little circles on shoulder blade. I shut my eyes and let out a deep breath. My back faced the shower head, so the water was running down my back and shoulders calming me down.

“Can you tell me what happened?” He asked quietly. I was hesitant at first but then opened up.

“They just wouldn’t stop fighting. My dad called me some nasty names so i ran up to my room crying and they just keep fighting. i-I needed to be out of there.” I stated, my lip trembling and my body shaking.

“It’s okay relax. You’re fine now i’ve got you.” He whispered, holding me tighter.

“I love you so much.” I whimpered.

It was in that moment i realized that no matter what Ashton would always be there for me. I knew i’d have to stay strong not only for me but for him. I knew he’d help me get through this. It might not be easy but with his help it might be possible.

“I love you too.” He said. “Is the water helping?“

"Ash you know warm showers always make me feel better.” I let out a light giggle.

“There’s my girl.” He smiled pulling back to kiss my forehead. “Would you like to go lie down now?”

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cashton-queen · 6 years

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Ruin

Rating: NC-17 (Yeah, M’s not enough for this one.) | This is smut. No one under 18!

Summary: Listen, it’d be easier if I told you what’s not included. A sense of decency and morals, maybe? || Technically a dom!Ash smut that turned sort of into a fivesome. || Includes: daddy kink, choking, spanking, unprotected sex, painal (painful anal), pain kink, spitting, degradation, slapping.

Word Count: 4.4k

Ashton rolls his eyes at the over-exaggerated sigh that leaves your lips. It’s the third in as many minutes and he wants to tell you to stop, that he knows what you’re doing and that this isn’t the way to change his mind, but he bites his tongue. He can’t bring himself to tell you to be quiet, can’t bring himself to tell you that you should stop acting like a spoiled brat, because he knows that that’s exactly what you want. You want him to admonish you, to punish you, to cover you in bruises and make you regret begging him to go harder on you, and you want him to do it now.

But he has other plans.

He allows you to continue huffing and pouting, your arms folded across your chest and your eyes burning a hole into the side of his face as you stare him down, for far longer than usual as he devises a plan for how to handle you. He doesn’t want to punish you, doesn’t want to leave imprints of his hands and rings around your throat or bruises on your ass, because that’s exactly what you want. But he’s left with little choice.

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cashton-queen · 6 years

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Twitch | Michael

Requested: Yes, by a very dirty anon and i love whoever it is a lot for this idea

Word Count: ~3.9K

Smut: hell fucking yeah - oral play, teasing, orgasm denial, spanking, angry sex, kind of exhibitionism?? DIRTY TALK YEE YEE

special shout out to my baby @bfcalum for helping with this piece because we’ve both been up Michael’s ass lately

“Baby,” You whined, staring at him from your place on the couch and he sighed as he looked at you, a slightly bored expression on his face and you frowned as you rested your cheek against your fist, “I’m horny.”

“Really princess?” He murmured, and you smiled as you nodded, pulling down your top to reveal some cleavage in a way to tease him and giggled as he rolled his eyes.

“Please Mikey, all I’ve been thinking about is how good you look, you know that I love those sweatpants on you so much baby and just how much I want to suck your cock.” You said, and he choked a bit as he shook his head.

“I told the fans I’d go on at three, it’s nearly that time.” He said, and you groaned obnoxiously as you continued to stare at him, so in love with your husband but annoyed when all you wanted to do was have him fuck you on this couch right here, right now.

You dazed off as you thought about last night, the way that Michael loved on you so sweetly but you wanted more right now. You weren’t sure if it was the lack of rough sex lately or just your newest version of birth control that was messing with your hormones, but you were desiring that Michael would absolutely and positively wreck you.

“Fuck,” Michael yelled, letting his controller fall against the desk and the loud noise brought you out of your fantasy of fucking Michael and rolled your eyes at the excitement that Michael had for his game.

“Speaking of fuck, you still owe me our daily fuck.” You trailed off and he chuckled as he raised his eyebrows and looked at you.

“Baby, you know that I’m live-streaming right now and that they heard you,” He said, and your cheeks flushed as you pushed off of the couch and walked over to Michael’s desk and gasped as you saw that he had many viewers who were talking about how cute the two of you were and shook your head as you slapped his shoulder as you moved around to the other side of the desk so you were no longer seen by the cam.

You looked down and thought for a moment and came up with an idea, one so devious that Michael would be so proud of you for thinking of it. You were thankful for talking him into buying one of the taller desks with an open design. You looked around the desk for a piece of paper, before finding one and grabbing a pen from it’s holder and glaring at him before scribbling down and held it up for him to see it.

He quickly glanced at you, his attention flicking back to the game until he processed what he had just read and looked back up at you.

You smiled innocently as you let it fall down to the desk, and got on your knees - thankful for the fact that this desk was open and you slid underneath it so easily. You licked your lips as your hand moved to his crotch, thankful for the grey sweatpants that he was wearing. The chair pushed back slightly and Michael gave you a pointed look, and you held back a laugh as he covered the cam and mouthed, “You’re really going to do this right now?”

You winked as he rolled the chair forward once more, and tugged down his pants. He gave his approval by lifting his hips up and helping you ease them off of his body while his attention focused on the game once more. You licked your lips once more as you saw his slight hard-on through his boxers, knowing that he was excited about this as well. You pulled down the band of his boxers, revealing his semi-hard on and hummed as you kissed up his thighs, pressing soft kisses against his pale skin and you loved the attention you were giving him.

You wrapped your hand around him, tugging slightly to get him harder and you noticed his adam’s apple bob at the feeling. You took your bottom lip between your teeth as you leaned closer to him and you let your spit pool against his cock as he finally got hard. You licked your lips to make it easy, and opened your mouth and moved down against him. He grunted at the feeling of you taking him into your mouth, and pulled out a special trick that you knew would get him to pay attention to you.

You rarely ever deepthroated him, and you took a deep breath before pushing in all of his length and you swallowed as you bottomed out. He moaned out at it, his hips bucking upwards and you closed your eyes as you nuzzled your face down and one hand wound in your hair.

“Fuck,” He seethed, and moved to immediately turn off the mic and cam for the livestream and you hummed in satisfaction as he was finally focused fully on you. His head leaned back against the chair, his neck strained as he thrusted up into you and his fingers dug into the armrest.

You held him for as long as you could and swallowed around him, trying your hardest to keep your gag reflex as shut down as possible, “Fuck babygirl, fucking hell just like that.” You pulled off of him slowly, wiping at your spit as you took a deep breath and he looked at you.

“Princess, look at you go.” He murmured, pulling you up and kissing you roughly and you smiled into the kiss until he pulled away, “Now I’m going to finish my game, you’re going to finish what you started, and then I’m going to end it all, very soon. Be quiet my little slut, or Daddy’s going to wreck you.”

You hummed in satisfaction, finally getting what you wanted and you grew wet at the thought of him wrecking you soon. He watched you as you sank back down to your knees and he rolled the chair back towards you and restarted his stream.

“Sorry, our power surged in the house. She was trying to run two different appliances at the same time, and the fuse broke. Old house, faulty wiring.” He muttered, coming up with the lie and smiling at the camera as he drummed his fingers along the desk. He picked back up where he left off, and you did the same as you enveloped him into your mouth once more, letting him slide down your throat with ease.

You swallowed around him once more, satisfied as you heard him moan and he covered it with a cough. You bobbed your head slightly before pulling away once again, and quietly gasping as you tried to catch your breath. He rolled back quickly and winked at you before continuing to play and talked to all of his fans that were watching.

He continued to talk with them as he played, and you licked at his tip, stroking it with your tongue and he bucked his hips gently as it was unexpected, and you smiled up at him innocently. He furrowed his brows as he tried to think of what to do, and he groaned as he realized there was only one way out of this.

“Oh fuck,” He said, and you let your head rest against his thigh as you slowly jerked him off, leaving your mouth on his tip and he grunted as he let his controller fall against the desk once again, “Sorry guys I died. Well, I’m going to go help her figure out the fuse box and I’ll see you guys next week.”

You smiled up at him as he turned off the camera, before he pushed the chair back and continued to watch you suck him off.

“You can finish sucking my cock and then you are going to go into the bedroom, and wait for me. Is that understood?” He asked, and you nodded as you brought your hand up to his cock and stroked it, licking your lips as you took him into your mouth once again, “No words from here on out at all, until I tell you that you can speak.”

You hollowed out your cheeks and brought your other hand up to his balls and stroked them, and felt your panties pool with wetness at the moans that were coming from Michael’s mouth. You saw his thigh twitch, an indicator that he was close to cumming and you pulled your head back just enough to keep his tip in your mouth as your other hand move to stroke the rest of his shaft until he finally came in your mouth.

You swallowed it all, keeping eye contact with Michael as you did so and he groaned at the sight of his beautiful girl drinking his cum so easily, “Yes, such a good girl aren’t you baby. Did you like sucking on my cock?”

You nodded as you knew not to say anything still until he told you to, and he nodded in the direction down the hall of your guys bedroom and you pushed off of your knees and went down into the bedroom, and you ripped off the shirt you were wearing and let it fall down into the floor. You knew that when Michael got into these moods, that you’d have to be exactly ready for him or he’d punish you. He always preferred that all of your clothes would be off - except for your panties because he loved doing that himself.

You knelt in front of the bed, waiting for Michael to come in but you knew that he would be taking his time in building up the anticipation, and you were just fine by that. You took a deep breath as you continued to wait, finally hearing his footsteps and you perked up. He pushed open the door and stood in the doorway for a moment, admiring the sight in front of him and chuckled as he walked forward.

“Up, Princess.” He murmured, and you nodded as you stood and he walked closer to you. He walked around you, as if he were admiring you and you bit down on your bottom lip as you waited for him to say something, to do something. He brought his hand up to your jaw, holding your face in place. He brought his lips up to yours, as if he were about to kiss you but his lips just barely grazed yours and you whimpered as all you wanted was for him to take you and wreck you.

“Are you going to tease me like that again, Princess?” He murmured, sliding down your panties and you shook your head as his hand came back up to your ass, before leaving it and returning back down on your skin with a harsh noise and you moaned out at the feeling, “Use your words.”

“No, Daddy.” You said, winking at him and he chuckled as he pulled you down so you were across his lap and bit down on your lip as you felt him rub the skin on your ass, his fingers grazing your crotch and you moaned at the feeling of it, “Please fuck me with your fingers, I want them so badly.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely darling.” He said, spitting on to his fingers and pushing them up against your heat. He grazed your lips once more, before pushing in two fingers and you moaned out at finally being touched by him. He moved them slowly at first, but he knew that you were so wet that he didn’t need to stretch you out, he just wanted to fuck with you.

“Please,” You whimpered, wanting more of him and he chuckled as his free hand slapped your ass once again. He turned and helped you move onto the bed, and pushed you again so you were laying down on your back against the bed and inhaled deeply at what Michael was going to do next.

“What should I do darling, should I eat that pretty little pussy? Hm?” He murmured, kneeling on the bed over you and your body clenched at the idea of that, but you wanted to see what else he could do, “Should I get one of your toys that’s hidden in the bottom drawer? A vibrator maybe, hell even another dildo and really stretch out your ass?”

You whimpered at his words, watching as one of his hands dropped down to your waist and stroked your skin softly, the idea of it all making you clench your thighs together and he chuckled as his other hand moved between them and spread them apart.

“Or you can just suck on my cock again, huh baby girl? Tell me, what do you want to do right now?” He said, dipping down closer to you and his lips were just inches away from yours but he dipped down even further and attached his lips to your neck, that small action drawing you away from your thoughts and you moaned as he sucked a mark onto your skin. Not thinking about anything else besides the way that his teeth was grazing your skin gently or the way that he was sucking so roughly.

“Okay, oh fuck, I want you to eat me out and then I want you to completely and absolutely destroy me,” You whispered, and he hummed as his hand moved down to your pussy and collected some of your wetness before bringing it up to your mouth. You opened your lips and enveloped his digits into his mouth, sucking on them roughly and he groaned as he nodded, before swapping out his fingers for his thumb.

“That’s a good girl, just like that baby.” He muttered, before moving down the bed and laying on the side of you. His thumb moved to just above your core, and you felt him brush your outer lips softly and you whined as you were craving more. His thumb pushed between your folds and pressed against your clit, and you hummed at finally feeling some contact from him, and he rubbed in small circles.

“More, please Mikey,” You whined, and he chuckled as he dragged his middle finger down and pushed in gently, and you moved down to get more of him into you and you shut your eyes as he slowly thrusted his finger in and out, all while continuing to move his thumb in circles, gradually gaining speed and you wound your hands in the silk bed sheets.

“Yes, god please, I’m so close,” You moaned, and he added in his index finger as he continued on, alternating speeds every so often and you felt the familiar warmness in your stomach as you were nearing your high but he pulled away altogether and you whined loudly at the loss of contact.

“You embarrassed me on camera, do you think that you can just get what you want?” He said, licking his lips slowly as he teased you even more as you slowly lost the high, and glared at him as you sat up on your elbows, “But you know what, you were such a good girl sucking me off, you treated my cock so well didn’t you?”

“I love your cock Mikey, I just want you to fuck me so badly right now.” You whispered, and he smiled as he nodded, pressing a kiss against your thigh and then onto the other side before straddling your waist.

“Since you were such a good girl, I’m going to let you decide. I’ll fuck you any way you want me to, so what do you want baby?

“MIkey, I don’t care how you fuck me right now, I want you to ruin me.” You said, raising your eyebrows and he smiled at you as he wrapped his hand around your throat and gently pulled you forward close to him.

“That’s my good girl.” He whispered, finally kissing you and you moaned into the kiss as you wrapped your fingers in his hair and held him as close to you as possible, “I love you baby,”

“I love you. Now destroy me.” You muttered, and moved so you were face down on the bed, your ass up in the air and you sighed as you felt him move behind you and heard him spit and felt it drip down your ass and he moved his two fingers to your entrance and pushed in once again, “I definitely don’t need to be warmed up.”

“Okay Princess,” He said, pulling his fingers away and lining his cock up with your entrance and pushing inside of you. You moaned loudly at the feeling, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulled back out slowly but then pushed back in, until he bottomed out.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.” You moaned, your words muffled by the pillow as you bit down on it and your eyes rolled back slightly at the complete pleasure coming from Michael filling you so well right now, and your legs nearly gave out as you felt his fingers rub your clit harshly.

“Come on baby girl, cum for me already, you know you want to cum around my cock.” He muttered, his free hand winding itself in your long hair and he pulled back, forcing you to look up and you gasped, “Cum right around me baby,”

“Oh Mikey,” You whined, your arms giving out as you fell against the bed, Michael still fucking you and you panted as you finally hit your high and came for the first time that night, and whimpered as Michael slowed down slightly but never pulled out, just very slowly thrusted and you groaned as you felt him bottom out once more.

“Do you want to keep going baby?” He murmured, bending over and kissing the small of your back and you hummed as you wrapped your arm behind you and grazed his thigh as you nodded, and took a deep breath as you pushed yourself back up onto your arms.

“Yes, I can. Please, keep going.” You said, and he left a trail of kisses down your spine before pulling away and started to thrust once again. You whimpered as you felt his hands spread your cheeks apart and felt his spit drip down once more.

“You ready princess for a little treat?” He murmured, and pressed the pad of his thumb against your hole and you moaned at the feeling of him pressing into you, filling both of your holes, “That’s my good girl, take both. I’m going to slide in two fingers now instead, alright?”

You nodded as you buried your face down and into the mattress, whimpering at the overstimulation and tried to keep yourself steady as he slid in the two fingers and continued to thrust in as well. You clenched around him, squirming slightly and he wrapped his free hand around your hip to keep you in place and you moaned out again, louder this time as he continued to fuck you in both places, “Look at you go princess, so good for me right now. My cock is filling up your pretty pussy and you’re so tight around my fingers.”

You whimpered at his words, so filthy and you struggled to remain coherent as Michael continued to fuck you, already feeling as if you were going to cum again. You moaned out as you tapped his thigh, indicating that you were about to cum again and he chuckled as he added a third finger, the stretch pushing you over the edge and your legs shook as you leaned more into the bed for support.

“Alright baby, think you can go one more round? Think you can get through one more orgasm with me?” He murmured, removing his fingers and you nodded into the bed and took a deep breath as he pulled out of you and moved around so that he was on the side of you, “That’s my good girl.”

He kissed you quickly, intertwining his fingers with one of your hands and then moving back to where he was behind you, spreading your one knee forward to give him a deeper angle, and he plunged back into you and you moaned once again. He moved his hands around your hips and met at your clit, his one finger rubbing it quickly while the other spread your lips as he continued to pound into you and you groaned at the constant overwhelmingness of it all.

He lifted his knee up, the deeper angle helping him hit your sweet spot and you moaned at the feeling of it, your arms shaking from how wrecked you were in this instant, and you were so goddamn close to coming once again that you weren’t sure of how you were going to be able to stay up.

“Fuck, I’m close Princess,” He moaned, and you whimpered as you tapped the outside of his thigh and he slowly let go of your hair and he pulled out, his hand moving to his cock and stroking it as you switched over onto your back and smiled up at him. It was always an unspoken rule that the two of you would cum together. You loved seeing his face and vice versa, it was a time where the two of you felt truly and ultimately connected.

“You ready baby?” You asked, your voice raspy and he chuckled as he nodded, and you stretched out your arm and he interlocked his fingers with yours as he pushed into you, and he bent down closer to you and buried his face in the crook of his neck as you pressed some kisses against his head and he hummed as he pulled back slightly, finally pressing his lips against yours gently.

“I love you baby,” You whispered and he smiled down at you as you squeezed his hand, clenching around him once again as you came and he stared at you with absolute adoration and love as you became undone once again and you panted as Michael nodded. You watched him bite down on his lip and he finally came, nearly falling down on top of you as he wrapped an arm around your mid-section and kissed your cheek lazily.

“I love you more, now let me go get something to help you clean up.” He murmured tiredly, and pushed himself off of the bed as he disappeared into the adjourning bathroom and you heard the water run before he came back beside you and brought a warm washcloth up to your forehead and gently wiped at your skin, before trailing it down your chest and around your core.

“Was that good Princess?” He asked, throwing the washcloth into the laundry basket and you giggled as you wrapped your arm around him and pulled him closer into you, and nodded as you kissed his forehead.

“Always is, I just need you to wreck me every so often.”

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