#5sos smutty

[hemmingslftv]

wrong name

Word count: 3k

Warning: explicit sex, dom/sub dynamic, basically pure smut (18+)

Requested: no but requests are open! 

A/N: I don’t even remember where this idea came from but it had been on my drafts for a while so I decided to post it because why not. English is not my first language so there may be some stuff written wrong. Feedback is appreciated!

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Calum’s hands caressed the side of your hips and got eagerly down your shirt. He pulled it up and you extended your arms making it easier for him to get it off you. As soon as he did he bent to kiss your neck making you moan softly as he hit a sweet spot. Calum smiled proudly to himself that he had made you moan for the first time.

You couldn’t believe this was finally happening. It was your fifth date with Calum and although you both had decided to take it slow, not wanting to ruin your friendship of many years, you couldn’t wait anymore and you asked him to take you to his house as soon as dinner was over. Calum couldn’t deny that request, having you on his bed was everything he had been able to think about for the last few weeks.

His hands trailed their way down your stomach and a small sound of surprise left your lips as he took both your skirt and underwear off you in one movement and without any warning. His fingers caroused the inside of your thighs slowly, making your hips buckle up.

“You look even prettier naked than I had imagined” he stated before leaning down to kiss between your breasts. He noticed your breath accelerating and he took it as a sign to keep going. One of his hands traveled back to your left breast as his mouth played with your right one. Your moans were getting louder and you started to feel light-headed. You knew you shouldn’t be feeling as much pleasure as you were but the anticipation that had been building up for the past month had you almost reaching your high just at the thought of the next steps. 

“Are you enjoying this, babe?” Calum whispered to your ear after bitting your earlobe gently making you shiver. You nodded. “I want words, sweetheart” he said in a more authoritarian tone that made your walls clench.

“Yes, Luke” you moaned. You opened your eyes and covered your mouth with your hands as soon as you realized what you had just said. Calum took his hands off you and leaned back on his knees. “I’m so sorry” was the only thing you could say as you sat up.

“Did you just say Luke? You are thinking about someone else the first time we’re having sex?” Calum said, not being able to hide the fact that you had hurt his feelings.

“No, I swear I’m not” you tried to explain seeing the expression of disappointment on his face. “I wasn’t even thinking and I guess I’m used to saying that”

“You’re used to moaning “Luke”?” Calum asked raising his voice a little.

“I guess so. He’s the only person I’ve ever had sex with. But it was just that, sex, no feelings involved. And we stopped as soon as you and I got closer, I figured he had probably told you. I’m so sorry Calum I swear this won’t happen ever again, I don’t know why I said that” you could tell Calum’s expression was changing. His jaw unclenched as he understood what was going on and you could see his eyes filled with lust again making you relax.

“So Luke has enjoyed all of this before me?” Calum said as he looked at your now completely naked body from top to bottom piercingly, making you feel intimidated. “Answer me, sweet girl” he demanded. You could tell his tone was serious but playful at the same time and you leaned back on the mattress as he placed himself on top of you, with each of his hands at one side of your head. You swallowed hard before answering.

“Yes”

“How many times?”

“I don’t know, more than 10?″ you answered hesitantly.

“You don’t even know how many times he’s been inside of you? You’re making me very jealous here, you know that right?” you shook your head no since that had never been your intention.

“I didn’t mean to” you managed to say as his face got closer and closer to yours.

“Well, I think you know pretty well what you’re doing to me” he smiled at you, tracing your lips with his right index finger. “Get it wet for me, darling?” he asked making you groan. You opened your mouth and sucked on his finger until he took it out. “Such a good girl for me” he said making you shiver. He started to play with your right nipple with that finger as he continued. “I didn’t think we would but now that you’ve upset me, we’re gonna need a safe word, y/n. That word is gonna be red” he said as he looked at your red lingerie he had just thrown to the floor. “So if at any time you feel uncomfortable or want to stop you say red and I’ll stop, okay?” he asked with his normal tone to make sure you understood this was important.

“I understand Calum” you said, impatient for him to touch you more.

“And if you ever want to call me anything else than my name again during sex, you can call me daddy, babygirl” you closed your thighs looking for some friction as those words left his mouth but you also couldn’t help but giggle softly. “Are you making fun of me?”

“No, I would never. It’s just that I didn’t expect this” you tried to explain but Calum wasn’t even listening to you anymore. He closed the space between you two with a sloppy kiss. You had never shared a kiss like that before and it turned you on more than you’d like to admit. Calum then continued to press open mouth kisses all over your cheeks, lips, and jaw, taking special care of that sweet spot he had found before. He placed both his hands on your breast playing with your nipples. You moved one of your hands down to your slit to try and release some of the pressure.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Calum asked as he took your hand intertwining his fingers with yours. “Only I can touch you”. He took your other hand and put both your arms above your head, holding your wrists with his left hand. He thought about tying them but he didn’t, afraid it would be too much for you, he didn’t want to scare you away. You moaned at his words.

“Touch me then” you demanded.

“You can’t use that tone on me, baby. Be polite”

“Can you please touch me, Calum?” he was dying for you to call him daddy but again, he decided not to insist for now.

“Of course I can, princess” he said as his right hand left your breast and separated your thighs. His fingers teased your entrance making you whine with desperation. His thumb started to rub circles over your clit and a loud moan escaped your lips. Without making you wait anymore he introduced two fingers on you slowly, watching you as your back curled from the pleasure. He was definitely enjoying the sight. 

“Oh my god, Calum” you managed to say as you moved your hips trying to fit as much of his fingers in as you could. His fingers started pulling in and out of you at a steady pace, too slow for your liking. “Can you go faster, please?” you pleaded. Calum smirked and added one more finger as he fastened the pace. You could feel the knot in your stomach getting bigger and bigger. You closed your eyes and groaned. Calum noticed you were curling your toes and figured you were very close so he pulled away.

“What the fuck?” you screamed.

“Shh, pretty girl. I told you you can’t talk to me like that. You’ve made me upset so now I have to punish you. We’re gonna engage in some cum play. You’re not allowed to come until I tell you to, okay?”

“What?” you asked confused, the frustration you were feeling from your denied orgasm blocking you from understanding him.

“You’ll see” was the only thing he said. “Don’t move your arms�� he instructed as he let go of your wrists. He placed himself between your legs, grabbing your thighs and you shivered as you felt his breath hit your pussy. A soft moan left your lips while his tongue traced your inner lips and he licked your clit gently. Suddenly his moves turned quick and rough and you were almost over the edge again. You grabbed his hair without even realizing it.

“What did I say?” Calum said making your pussy vibrate.

“Sorry” you replied moving your hands quickly back to where Calum wanted them. He played with your clit softly as he fucked you with his tongue and right when he felt you clench, almost reaching your orgasm again, he pulled away. You couldn’t help but scream at the sudden loss of contact just when you needed it the most. The scream was so loud that it scared Calum.

“Red?” he asked quickly, wanting to make sure he wasn’t screwing things up and you were enjoying this as much as he was.

“No, not red, definitely not red” Calum giggled at your reaction. 

“Okay, pretty girl, can you put this on me?” he asked as he handed you a condom. You took it eagerly and moved so you were on your knees. Calum had already taken off his pants and you removed his boxers. You didn’t know what had gotten into you but at that moment you felt like you were mentally in another place, like you weren’t present in that room but you were loving the feeling. You ripped the condom wrapper with your teeth and leaned down to put it on Calum’s member. You looked up at him to see that he was biting his lower lip at the view. “So pretty for me” he hummed. You licked the tip of his member knowing he wouldn’t expect it and watched him as he tilted his head back making a deep noise that made you wetter than you already were. You softly rolled the condom down his penis. “Thank you” Calum said when you were done. Suddenly he held you up so that he could kiss you and once he was done he turned you around, your ass facing his member. 

A second later he thrust into you so hard that his balls crashing against your clit hurt more than the penetration itself. He held your hands on your back making you lean on your chest and face. He kept his movements fast, resting every couple of minutes. You had been on the edge for a while now, trying to contain yourself.

“Calum” you whined.

“Yes?”

“Can I come?” you asked figuring that if you asked he’d let you. 

“Oh, no, sweetheart, not yet”

“I don’t think I know how to stop it”

“Yes you do, you just have to concentrate” Calum said as he felt your walls clenching around him, more and more each time. He pulled out giving you a break. You groaned and your whole body fell onto the mattress as he let go of your arms. “You’re being such a good girl for me, y/n” Calum spoke as he shifted your position so that your back was facing the bed now. “Are you gonna let me fuck that little pussy of yours until I destroy it, babygirl?” he asked running his fingers up and down your thigs. Your mind was spinning from the overstimulation and how much his words turned you on but you could barely make a “hmmm” noise in response and Calum could tell you were already pretty tired. “No baby, I need words” he said kissing you so that you’d be more alert. You forced yourself to speak.

“Yes”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, please” you begged opening your eyes.

“Yes, please...” Calum teased as he lined his tip with your entrance.

“Yes, please, daddy” you pleaded and you could feel his member twitch at your words. 

“Fuck, baby” he moaned. He thrust into you slowly this time, so slow that it hurt making you whine and tears started to build in your eyes. He kept that pace for a few minutes until you were almost crying from the need of reaching your release. “Daddy...”

“Just ask and you’ll be served”

“Fuck me hard” you said struggling to get the words out of your mouth, you had never felt so vulnerable and dominated before but you were enjoying it. And so he did. Calum thrust into you with a newfound pace, not too fast but not too slow. You thought that was it, your moans started to get louder as you felt the knot so close to exploding, but then he pulled out. Your eyes filled with tears from the frustration once again but before you could even complain he was thrusting into you again. Unfortunately for you, that wouldn’t be the last time he’d do it. He kept you from orgasming 3 more times. Tears run down your cheeks at that point but groans and moans louder than ever came out of your throat too. You had never felt so many intense emotions at the same time. 

“You can come for me now” Calum said grabbing your jaw to make you look at him. Now that you had finally been given permission you didn’t even know if you had the ability to orgasm anymore. “Concentrate, sweet girl. I know it may seem like you can’t, but I know you can” you breathed out and shook your head trying to stay present. “I’m going to help you by counting down from 5, okay? And then you’ll come” you nodded but you really weren’t sure it was going to happen.

“5″ Calum kissed one of your cheeks. “4″ he kissed the other. “3″ he kissed your lips, your moans getting louder with every thrust. “2″ he rubbed your clit. “And 1″ he said placing his right hand on your neck making a soft pressure as his left hand kept working on your clit. “Come for me now, princess” he whispered in your ear and you felt the huge pressure on your lower abdomen finally releasing.

You kept screaming Calum’s name on repeat as you felt the biggest rush of adrenaline taking over your body and especially your brain. Your back arched and your whole body shook. With a few more thrusts Calum came undone and he laid over you. You could feel his pressure but you couldn’t even open your eyes. Your breath was still more accelerated than you ever remembered it to be. 

As soon as Calum regained his normal breath, he removed himself from top of you and looked down at you. Tears kept escaping your eyes. He threw the condom away and removed a couple of strands of hair off your face. He knew you were there but your mind wasn’t. 

“y/n” he spoke softly, trying to get a reaction from you. When he saw you didn’t answer he decided to lay next to you, so that you could feel the warmth of his body. You still didn’t speak but you shifted so that you were more comfortable, resting your head on his chest. He admired how beautiful you looked all fucked out in his arms, almost like you belonged to him. After Calum had given you a few minutes, he tried to make you speak again.

“Love, I need to know that you’re fine, talk to me?” he asked, getting concerned when you still didn’t reply. His heart started to race, it was normal to be in the subspace after what you had just done but you should be back by now. “Hey” he shook your shoulders lightly. “y/n, you okay?” he asked again. “I’m gonna go get you a wet towel”.

When he came back with the towel and placed it on your forehead, you took a deep breath and opened your eyes slowly. Calum was looking at you with a concerned look that relaxed as he saw your eyes open. He run his fingers up and down your arms as he looked at you with the most loving eyes you had ever seen.

“There’s my girl” he smiled and you smiled back.

“I’m here daddy” you replied feeling like you were regaining your ability to think.

Calum frowned as he said “no, no daddy now, okay? I’m me, it’s Calum” you shook your head again, trying to organize your thoughts. 

“Calum, that was fucking intense” you said after a few seconds making him giggle.

“Was that the first time you had done that kind of dynamic?” Calum asked laying back next to you and wrapping you with his legs and arms, your head resting on one of his arms and looking at him. You nodded. “I shouldn’t have pushed you so far, I’m so sorry, I got lost in the moment”

“No, it’s fine. It was incredible and probably the best orgasm I’ve ever had” you said.

“But still, it was too much for your body, you shouldn’t have been gone for so long after, I’m sorry” he repeated. “I won’t push it that much next time” he kissed your lips softly.

“I’m sorry about the Luke thing” 

“Don’t worry about it, I made you pay for it” he winked at you making you giggle. “No but really, it’s fine, I get it”:

“I had no idea you were into this kind of stuff” you said after a few seconds making Calum blush.

“I... I guess I am” he said making you laugh.

“We’ll talk more about it in the morning” you suggested “I’m curious now, that was really good”.

“I’m glad you liked it, I wasn’t planning on letting you know about my kinks so early on but I couldn’t control myself” he explained. “How are you feeling?”

“Tired” you said, jawning right after. “Do you mind if I sleep here?” you asked him. 

“Not at all” he said bringing you even closer if that was even possible and covering you both with his sheets. You fell asleep even before he could kiss you goodnight (he did anyway) and he fell asleep at the sight of your peaceful face resting on his arm, feeling so in love with you he couldn’t even begin to explain it. 

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[sinning5sos]

I wanna do a blurb night so please please send me blurb ideas or requests!!

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[risky-r]

stay: part 1

*do not interact with this post if you are under 18*

My heels click against the ground as Harry and I make our way through the packed parking lot towards the bar blaring music. I brush a strand of hair out of my eyes, glancing at my painted nails as my roommate begins to speak.

“Callie, I swear to god if you complain one more time, you’re staying in the car.” He warns, causing me to roll my eyes.

“As if you would even consider going inside without me.” I elbow him in the side.

“I hate you.” He tells me, despite him holding the door open for me as he talks.

“Right.” I smile at him whilst I walk inside, him shortly following. The music immediately intensifies, and I assume that the crowd of people is where we will find the band playing. “You said Luke is the guitarist, yeah?”

“One of them.” He nods before linking his arm with mine and pulling me towards them. I can’t help but laugh at his excitement, as this has been something he’s been begging me to do for weeks now.

“My heart stops when you look at me. Just one touch, now, baby, I believe this is real. Let’s take a chance and don’t ever look back, don’t ever look back!” They finish the well-known Katy Perry song as Harry pushes our way closer to the front, disregarding some of the annoyed shouts from others in the swarm.

The band, which I soon learn is called 5 Seconds of Summer, plays a variety of different songs. They’re far better than most groups that are hired for gigs like this, making the night much more fun. None of the four boys on stage are bad looking either, which was obviously a bonus. My eyes are particularly drawn to the drummer in the back who has been absolutely wailing away at his drumkit since we arrived. He’s covered in sweat, but still clearly enjoying himself from the large smile on his sculpted face. He is beautiful.

As the night comes to a close, Harry’s friend Luke invites him out to the front to complete their tradition of the night. I discover that they let audience members pick the last three songs of the night, whether they’d like another cover or a song of their own, which surprises me once again. I learn that they have two albums that have already been released and that they started working on their third not long ago.

“Unfortunately, we’ve come to our last song of the night, so my good friend Ashton here is gonna pick one of you lovely guys to choose it, so make sure it’s a good one.” Luke announces before passing his microphone off to the boy I’ve been gawking at all night. He paces around the stage a few times, his eyes searching the crowd of mostly girls, all shouting “Me! Me!” My heart skips a beat when our eyes meet for a moment, and he suddenly smiles and walks in front of the area where Harry and I are standing.

“How about the gorgeous girl right here in the jean jacket?” He motions directly to me, a grin across his sharp features.

I can’t help but blush at the comment, despite the fact that he probably says that about every girl he picks out from the audience. “One of your songs!” I exclaim over the loud groups of people around us.

“Do you want from our self-titled album or Sounds Good, Feels Good?” He asks.

“Sounds Good, Feels Good.” I answer with a slight nod.

“Good choice.” He winks at me, making my heart flutter once again. “Now, we need a number between one and nineteen.”

“Let’s go with eighteen.” I shrug, having no prior clue of any of their songs or what they sound like.

“Ladies, gentlemen, and gentlethems, that means our last song of the night will be The Space Between a Rock and a Hard Place, or better known as Catch 22.” The bass player, whose name I can’t remember, proclaims after looking at a loose sheet of paper for a moment. Ashton shoots me another small smile before he goes jogging back to his drumkit and sits down, awaiting the ready of his bandmates.

They start off a little slower with Luke taking the lead, as seems to be the usual, before they kick off into a catchy chorus that has Harry and I dancing our asses off. I find myself continuing to wonder what Ashton’s voice sounds like, as he hasn’t had a solo since we arrived. Surprisingly, I even get slightly disappointed when they go into the chorus for the last time without me getting the chance to really hear him.

“You, you’re a catch 22. Win or lose, I’m screwed. I’m trapped under your spell, it saves me, breaks me ‘til I fall back to you. You’re a catch 22!” They sing together with great intensity and the way they interact on stage together shows that they clearly have chemistry, which is always something nice to see. I feel like so many bands end up clashing and fighting with one another, but they genuinely seem like lifelong friends.

While the band starts packing up, Harry and I head to the bar where he orders nachos, burger sliders, and a scotch while I merely take a water. As we sit, he begins to talk to me. “What did you think?”

“They were really good.” I respond wholeheartedly. “I don’t even wanna go home yet.”

“Me neither.” He agrees. “Wanna see if they wanna go clubbing?”

“Do you usually do that?” I giggle.

“Sometimes.” He shrugs with a grin.

“Well, I’m definitely down for that.” I tell him.

“Thank you!” Four voices shout and suddenly, the band members are surrounding us, grabbing from the plates of food Harry had ordered. I then realize that he hadn’t gotten them for him, but rather for his friends. The way they are gorging on the food clearly shows that this is typical for him to buy them food after a gig. I can’t help but laugh as they stuff their faces with the food.

“Are you going to introduce us?” The boy with bleach blonde hair asks, his mouth full of nachos.

“Aw, yuck!” Ashton cringes.

Harry rolls his eyes at them before beginning to speak. “Lads, this is Callie. Callie, this is Calum, Michael, Luke, and Ashton.”

We all chat for a while as the band eats and Harry and I finish our drinks. The two of us help them load all of their things into their van before we decide on a club and head out. When we arrive, we go up to the bar fairly quickly where Harry and everyone but Ashton and I order some stronger drinks.

It doesn’t take long for the others to start getting tipsy and when they do, they are quick to leave the bar to go dancing. Ashton and I stay back, getting to know one another. I learn that they were all born in Australia, as I presumed, and met through school before they formed their band together. They moved to America when they had all either graduated or dropped out to start taking themselves more seriously.

I tell him about how Harry and I met in college when we were both getting our bachelor’s in theater. That my dream was to eventually leave my hometown, much like he had, and go to New York where I could become an actress on Broadway. However, right now I was stuck waiting tables at a diner while my best friend got a fairly big role in an upcoming movie called Dunkirk. I was incredibly happy for him, but I’d also be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous.

As we order some more shots, Ashton demands that we make a toast for good luck at my next audition, which I find incredibly adorable. “May you shine bright like a diamond and kick ass with your acting!” I laugh and the moment our shots are put down in front of us, Ashton grabs his and downs it before stepping off the barstool and offering his hand to me. “Let’s go join ‘em.”

“Yes, sir!” I agreed, slamming my own shot to take his much larger palm. Already feeling the music in my hips, he leads me over to where our friends have been dancing like idiots for the past hour.

We quickly accompany them, starting to feel the buzz from getting tipsy. It was always my favorite to get just a little drunk, that way I could let loose, but not get so wasted that I couldn’t control myself or end up forgetting the entire night. These were times that I wanted to remember, not have blurry hazes of the next morning with a terrible hangover.

My point only became stronger the closer Ashton and I got. Soon enough, I found myself pushing back on him and his hands ran along my sides, sending shivers up my spine. Our hips moved in sync and the many people in the club around us only seemed to push us further together.

Both of my hands slipped behind me, finding his hair as he suddenly dipped lower and lower until his lips were on my neck. I tilted my head to the side to give him better access to my skin, growing warmer whilst his kisses came heavier. Before long, he was leaving a hickey that was making me breathless.

Biting down on my lower lip, my eyes darted across the dance floor to one of the bathroom doors. Feeling a rush of adrenaline and arousal, I reached back to take Ashton’s hand and began pulling him that way. The moment he realizes where I’m trying to go, he takes the lead, as being 6 feet tall tends to make it easier to push through crowds.

The two of us slipped inside the slightly quieter room and immediately, our hands were on each other. Getting sick of bending seven inches down to me, he lifted me up with ease and set me down on the counter before our lips met. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer as I knotted my hands in his hair and turned my head to meet our tongues. It is then that I learn that Ashton Irwin is a perfect kisser.

He doesn’t take full control, allowing me to go where I want, but still pushing back. Though I love affection, I can’t stand wet and sloppy kisses, and his are anything but. He doesn’t let himself get so overwhelmed that he loses control, and he seems so sure of every single movement that he makes.

He’s got those talented, rough, rock ‘n’ roll type hands and I feel them on my back, on my neck, on my face. My fingers find the buckle of his belt as he pushes my jean jacket over my shoulders, letting the material fall behind me. Just when I manage to finally undo the loop holding his pants up, the door swings open and each of our drunk friends stumble their way inside.

The two of us break apart in an instant, watching as Luke stalks to one of the urinals and the other three guys come to sling their arms around us. Harry taps on my shirt, leaning his head on my shoulder. “This is the boys’ room! You’re not ‘upposed to be in here!”

“Cockblock.” I mutter to myself as I slide off the counter, taking my disregarded jacket and making sure my wallet is still inside.

“Sorry.” Ashton mouths to me as Michael and Calum tug on either of his arms, trying to pull him towards one of the stalls that apparently has a penis scratched into the door. I merely smile and shake my head in response, acting like it doesn’t bother me when in reality, I just want to feel those hands on me again.

#this part contains lyrics from rockstar by emily kinney #the exact ones will be the following tag #he's got those talented rough rock 'n' roll type hands and i feel them on my back on my neck on my face #this is part of a fanfic ive been writing for a while #its very smutty #so i thought this would be the first thing id share #ashton irwin smut #ai smut #5sos smut #smut #dni if under 18 #also dont worry #it will get far more sexy in the future #stay

[orangeinecstasy]

i need more of those 5sos thoughts!!!!

bf ashton thoughts ⋆ฺ｡*:･

a/n: ask and you shall receive!!! i swear i've been seeing so much ash content so ofc i had to do him next. he also happens to be my 5sos lane which makes it even better. fluff and smut sections included in this one!!

so so so many beach days. he loved when you record a wave he caught while surfing and it doesn't hurt that you're wearing a bathing suit either

big gift giver. always brings you fresh flowers and makes sure to keep on to know when he needs to rebuy them. picks up little trinkets that he thinks you'll like and tries so hard to package them up cutely but ends up failing. but it's the thought that counts!!

100% tries to teach you how to play the drums, even if its just a simple beat

late night spontaneous dates are a normality when being with him. could be anywhere from going to a park and stargazing to diving into the city and going to a bar

he wants to show you off 24/7. like he doesn't have one picture "this is my partner" picture, its a whole album that he's showing to people because he can't believe you're all his

meditating together

guarding together

tbh just being outside and being in nature together would be a big thing for him

not a super huge pda person but BIG on physical touch

so so so many songs written about you. if they didn't end up on a 5sos album he would totally curate his own and dedicate it to you

tons and tons of inside jokes

would 100% get a tattoo for you. i don't think it would specifically be your name, but maybe some art you produced or something that reminds him of you, etc

not a super big pet name user, but sometimes he'll sprinkle them in

smoking together>>>

smutty/suggestive thoughts below the pics

its always ass or tits, and though ashton definitely loves both i feel like he's more of a thigh guy. they way they're so plush and he can squeeze them and mark them to his liking. how they look in skirts or dressed or when they they're over his shoulders. he can't get enough of them

100% puts you're pleasure first. if he comes, great! but he's so focused on you and making sure that you're experiencing as much pleasure as possible

on that note-- he loved to eat you out. your taste, your smell, the way your hands grip at his hair and his name falls from his lips is just intoxicating for him. he also can't deny how much it boosts his ego knowing that he can make you come with just his mouth

so many suggestive comments when you're with a group of friends. he loves watching you get riled up and pressing your thighs together by his words

he's such a tease oh my god. like you know something is about to happen just by how his eyes shift and that smirk that he can't seem to wipe off his face

such a slut for you. he wants you anywhere all the time. doesn't matter who's around, before a show- after a show, he needs you.

thigh riding!!!

so much casual dominance omg. driving you guys everywhere, constantly trying to find ways to help you, helping you pick out outfits. ugh i can't stop thinking about it

don't think he's a huge lingerie guy, but he really appreciated it when you take the time to pick out a set and doll yourself up

cannot get enough of bondage and blindfolds. both using it on you or you using it on him

obsessed with marking-- he wants people to know he's yours and you're his. like i can just imagine him posting a picture on his instagram story where his hair is all messy and his lips are plump from friction, neck littered with hickeys. he would probably delete it after a couple of minutes because the pr team would actually freak out, but it was most definitely worth it in his book.

high sex

likes to take his time, but doesn’t mind a quickie

cuddles that turn into sex that end up with you two curled back together asleep

love love loves kissing. how simple it can show your affection for someone and how it can be innocent and turn into something more

sleepy sex!!! early mornings or late at night when he’s back from the studio and just needs to be as close to you as possible

#5 seconds of summer #5sos #5 secs of summer #5sos fanfic #5sos imagine #5sos images #5sos smut #5sos x reader #luke 5sos #luke hemmings #luke hemmings imagine #luke hemmings fanfic #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings smut #calum 5sos #calum hood #calum hood x reader #calum hood smut #calum hood imagine #calum hood fanfc #ashton 5sos #ashton irwin #ashton irwin x reader #ashton irwin smut #ashton irwin fanfic #ashton irwin imagines #michael 5sos #micheal clifford #micheal clifford smut #micheal clifford imagine

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Cake (Luke + Calum) Smut Masterlist

Links Last Checked: February 19th, 2024

Endlessly (ao3) - pxnkspace M, 3k

Summary: Calum and Luke have been together for almost five years now and Calum just wants to show Luke that he is the right guy for him.

For Lack of a Better Partner (ao3) - DaddyAshton E, 2k

Summary: Calum hasn't gotten laid in ages. Luke wants Calum but has absolutely no way to tell him. They compromise.

for you are not beside but within me (ao3) - elysianhood E, 11k

Summary: Calum pulled Luke up with his blonde locks by his right hand and wrapped his left tightly around his throat, restricting his airway, and leaned in close to the teary blue eyes, hissing threateningly, ‘You never – ever – speak to me like that ever again, you filthy slut. Ever. You don’t fucking tell me what to do. You’re just a fucktoy, remember? A dirty, fucking whore. That’s all you’ll ever be.’

or; Luke was a bad boy and Calum isn't happy.

I Can't Remember (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance E, 49k

Summary: Waking up naked next to your best friend is not good but waking up naked next to your best friend and being the only one who remembers is worst. That was happened to Luke Hemmings. Maybe he would have forgotten about it if it happened once but that was not the case. And what were those weird feelings that he was experimenting all the time? He could not be attracted to Calum... that was impossible since he has known Calum all his life. He was definitely going crazy...

I Know You Well (ao3) - alseeptoday E, 5k

Summary: Luke had a feeling that he would like to be fingered but he was always too afraid to try. Calum helps him find out.

Insecurities (ao3) - gonefornow T, 3k

Summary: Luke and Calum have been together for a while now and Luke wants to take Calum out. Unfortunately, Calum isn’t ready to make their relationship public and it makes Luke insecure.

I want to hide you in my arms so no one can see you (ao3) - Lukes_Kitty E, 3k

Summary: Luke escaped from his former pack. He couldn’t stand them at all and he had such a weird feeling in his guts for the last few days so the omega simply ran away. But the weird feeling turned into a full-grown heat. When he writhed in the dirt an Alpha from another pack found him and brought him to the head-alpha, who is eager to help the boy…

or

The story where Luke goes into heat and Calum helps him through it

Late - @daydadahlias​​​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) E, 9k

Summary: Calum loves when Luke comes over late. When Luke comes over late, he has to stay the night.

Lips Pressed Close to Mine (ao3) - FayeHunter E, 30k

Summary: Being Luke’s rebound after his breakup should have been easy, but unfortunately for Calum, he’s sort of in love with Luke. It certainly makes things more complicated

Looking In Your Eyes And They’re Burning Fire (ao3) - fourdrunksluts E, 8k

Summary: Luke doesn’t think he’s very good at sex, so Calum helps him practice, and maybe learns a few things along the way.

no control (ao3) - dazedlight (opinionoutpost) E, 5k

Summary: Michael and Ashton have way too much loud sex, and Calum and Luke decide to make their displeasure known.

Skinny Dipping In The Dark (ao3) - clifftesticle M, 1k

Summary: 5SOS decide to go swimming, and after Michael and Ashton leave, Calum and Luke decide to go skinny dipping together. It just goes really smutty from there

Sweet Sticky Thing (ao3) - antisocialhood E, 4k

Summary: There’s a fucking dildo on his counter and the strap on piece next to it, both ordered by his boyfriend for him to be fucked with. Luke wonders if he’s dreaming and lets out a small squeal, grabbing the toy and staring at it. It’s thick and long, and looks exactly like a real cock despite the bright purple color it holds. He picks up the strap-on harness piece and fiddles around with it before pushing the dildo through the top hole.

That’s going to be on him. He’s going to fuck his boyfriend with a piece of plastic while his own cock hangs needily below.

or, Calum's finally ordered his precious strap on and Luke's ready to fuck him.

Take Notes - @daydadahlias​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) E, 78k

Summary: “Calum,” Luke replies shakily, reeling. “I can’t take your virginity.”

“You’re not taking it,” Calum says in a small laugh, bobbing his head, “I’m giving it to you.”

Or, the one where Calum wants someone to teach him about sex and Luke happens to be an education major.

That’s Money, Honey (ao3) - senioritastyles E, 22k

Summary: "Excuse me?” Calum calls, gesturing for the bartender and waiting for him to come over before continuing. “Who is that, over there? The boy on stage.”

Michael doesn’t even have to look, already smiling and nodding as he tops off Calum’s already half-gone whiskey. “That’s Luke.” Michael explains and Calum nods, sipping at his whiskey again as he watches Luke dance, body swaying fluidly in front of several men dressed pretty similarly to how Calum is. “He tends to attract the uh, black card crowd.” Michael says, handing Calum back his own black card.

Or: Calum makes Luke his sugar baby.

The Bruises On Your Thighs Like My Fingerprints (You're About To Bloom) (ao3) - Migs E, 5k

Summary: Calum doesn't like it when other people touch his boyfriend's perfect arse. Because what if someone can touch it better than Calum? What if Luke leaves him for some better arse toucher? Calum can't let that happen. He can't let someone take away his future with Luke, their two dogs and a litter of puppies, just because they worshiped that ass better than he did.

OR Calum gets riled up when other people touch Luke's butt so he reminds Luke who can satisfy him best.

Tinder Boy (ao3) - boomercal N/R, 10k

Summary: After a few fateful swipes Luke and Calum ended up hooking up from Tinder, then they went their separate ways… at least they tried to.

you drape your wrists over the steering wheel (ao3) - spaces M, 2k

Summary: the one where calum and luke have sex. in a car.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #5sos #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #calum hood #cake #smut #sex tw #cake masterlist #cakesmut masterlist #masterlists

[hoodharlow]

Girl I’m feeling deprived of Jack and Miriam😫take your time tho🩶lots of love🫶

I’ve been struggling with writer's block and that's why y'all been mostly getting smutty fics with no plot but after chatting with my bestie Cherry we got some momentum <3

Try to have something out soon but not 5sos soon

#anon 😌😌😌 #jack and miriam thoughts

[daydadahlias]

as someone who has GOTTEN (SMUTTY) fan fiction reblogged by the official 5sos tumblr, i still get a pit in my stomach when i think about it lol

And this is why I have the official 5sos tumblr BLOCKED. I hate them so much. I know they’re out there… lurking… running fake fan blogs… participating in fic exchange

#Calum Hood has an Ashton Stan account on tumblr and Ik that #i would die #respectfully #i would cease #pigeon #what was the fic tho did they tag it #did they say ‘accurate’

[itisannak]

Car Sex (Luke Hemmings Smut)

Summary: Luke and (Y/N), both college students, living with their parents, have to get creative to find some alone time. (Smut / Unprotected Sex /  Penetrative Sex / Public Sex / Creampie) (Words: 5.4k) (Request)

"Be back by 11:30." My dad shouts as I run down the stairs, heading to the door. "The movie ends at 12." I remind him, sighing over how strict he becomes when he knows I am going out with Luke. "12 it is then." He replies, peeking at me from his armchair. "I don't have classes tomorrow... And teleportation had yet to be invented last time I checked." I point out, crossing my arms before my chest. "Smarty-pants. If he brings you home a minute after 12:30, you are grounded." My dad tries to sound tough, but he is a big softie. I rush to him, leaving a peck on his cheek before strutting out of the door.

Luke has been waiting long enough in the car, longer than I would have the patience to wait for someone without pressing my hand on the horn. I did not expect to see him inside the parked pick-up park, but here I am, opening the passenger door to join him inside. "Wow, that is a first..." I comment, pressing my lips together to stop my laughter as soon as I am in. I just picture him as a hillibilly, chewing on a hay straw, and the mental image is enough to make me double over in laughter. "Shut up. My brother lent me it for the night." He explains, pulling out of the driveway. "Why does your brother have a truck?" I ask, pulling the seatbelt to fasten myself. "He works in constructions." He replies, turning his head for a quick peck on my forehead. "Right." I mumble. "What time does your curfew start?" He asks me, shifting the gears. "I have to be home at 12.30, not a minute later. It still fucks me up that I still have a curfew at 19 and you don't." I groan, crossing my arms. Luke shrugs, having a charming little smirk decorating his lips. "My parents had enough of setting rules for disobeying teenagers with my brothers, so I guess I had it easy, they never bothered placing one." He comments as I prop my elbow against the window's frame, supporting my head as I look at him. "There is no way your mother is that elastic with you. I had chills every time I walked into her class in high school." I really do exasperate, earning a laugh from Luke. I love it when he laughs; his face brightens up, and his dimples make him really irresistible, along with the crinkles around his eyes. I reach over, stroking a messy curl with my fingers, before pushing it off his forehead. "She is much chiller when you get to know her." He replies, resting his hand on my thigh. "I guess you are right." I sigh, feeling jittery at the way he touches me. "Pity I will have to take you home straight after the movie. I was hoping for some more time with you." He says in a low voice, almost like he fears getting heard. "It has been too long since the last time we had more time together." I reply. It would be a lie if I said I am not actively craving him. I still dream of his touch, the way he kissed me last time, the way he moved against me. "To be clear, I am talking about having sex." He explains and I chuckle, throwing my head back. "I am talking about having sex too, Luke." I reply, making him hum, pleased by my response. "We gotta do something about the housing situation." He sounds determined, which is just hilarious at this point. "Well, we are broke, college students who can only afford to live with their parents. I don't know if there is much we can do about it at this point." I reply, while his hand squeezes my inner thigh. "I am just... I just need more of you." He groans and I hum, feeling my stomach tighten at his words. "Can we talk about the movie? This is becoming... A little too intense for me." I bite my bottom lip, running my fingers through my hair. "Of course. They are showing the Texas Chainsaw Massacre." He states, letting his touch linger for a little longer before he removes his hand. I press my thighs together, trying to relieve some of the tension between them. It is hard for me to take my mind off Luke being inside me, kissing me, touching me, even with the prospect of watching a movie about cannibalistic psychopaths. "Why do you always pick horror movies for date night?" I groan, nudging his shoulder. "Because you always leave me in charge. And because the gore is the only thing stopping me from fantasizing about you." He replies, taking my hand in his and bringing it to his lips. "You fantasize about me?" I ask, feeling the tingly sensation making its way back. "All the time. My thoughts are just a never-ending movie of things I want to do with you... of things I want to do to you. And I am just trying to find ways to just pause that movie for a while." He admits. "Is the movie playing right now?" I ask, flushing as I wait for him to tell me. "You wanna know?" He asks and I nod at him, knowing my eyes are glistening with excitement. "Right now it shows the scene where it is Sunday morning, and we have just woken up, naked in bed. And I am just taking you in, in all your glory." He replies. "You are definitely giving me the PG-13 version right now." I point out and he shrugs. "I am keeping some of the good stuff for a little later." He winks at me, causing me to bite the inside of my cheek.

We purchase some popcorn and sodas from the drive-through kiosk before Luke finds the spot we are supposed to park. The back of the pick-up truck is facing the screen, which means we will have to get out of the car and climb onto the back. "I really want to see you try to get in the back, wearing that dress." Luke comments, picking up the snacks and getting out of the car. "I know you want to peek under my skirt, but gosh, don't be so obvious about it." I chuckle, hopping off the car. Luke waits for me in the back of the truck, holding his connected palms low, so I can step on them and go up the cargo bed. "You are a true gentleman..." I comment, leaving a peck on his cheek, before I step on his hands and he boosts me up. "Need help?" I ask him once I land just right. "I got it. Lay the blanket I have in there. And move the snacks, I don't want to knock them." He instructs, stepping onto the rim under the taillights. I hold the snacks tight as he steps in, dusting himself off. "This is actually nice." I admit, laying one of the blankets for us. "See? That will teach you not to laugh at me before you see my intentions." He comments, sitting down on the blanket, with his back against the divider. "You should be happy I am laughing. It means you make me happy." I reply and he hums. I take a seat between his thighs, leaning my head back on his shoulder, bringing my lips to his neck for a soft peck. "I promise to hold you tight at the scary parts." I whisper, knowing that I will spend the entirety of this movie with my face buried in his chest. "I will hold you up to that." He chuckles, leaving a peck on my forehead.

The night chill proves I am a fool for wearing a frilly little dress for the night screening. But luckily, Luke has predicted that and has brought a second blanket along, which now is covering our laps. "You look mighty cute in the cinema lights." Luke whispers, stroking my hair softly. "You are supposed to be focusing on the movie, not me." I laugh, trying to keep my voice low so I don't bother the rest of the viewers. "You are far more interesting than any movie." He replies, turning my head to plant a kiss on my lips. I smile against his lips, parting my mouth so he can slip his tongue past my lips. His hand softly grazes my face, and I then decide to turn around and straddle his lap. "You can't do that to me." He groans, throwing his head back. That gives me access to his neck, which I take advantage of and trail with kisses. "Why not?" I ask, pouting at him. "(Y/N), please... This is torturing. It has been too long since we had sex. I am craving you, and this is not helping me." He replies, while my hands move to his hair. "I am craving you too. I need you." I whine, earning a sigh. "I need you too. But we don't have the time nor the place to do that." He replies, and I shake my head. "What about right here, right now?" I ask, making him tilt his head and look at me, with eyes glazed in excitement. "You mean...?" "Who's going to see us? And don't say the movie is more interesting than me..." "Fuck the movie." He groans, bringing his hand to trace my thigh, stopping on the hem of my dress. "I'd rather you fuck me." I reply, earning a smirk from him. "This is risky." He comments and I shrug. "You love it, don't you?" I ask and he hums. He throws the lap blanket aside, laying me with my back on the blanket laid on the floor of the cargo bed. "You will have to be very quiet..." He states, stroking my cheek softly. "You are the one to talk..." I mumble before he leans down to kiss me.

He clumsily fumbles with the lap blanket, covering us for a mock discreteness, even though we both know a blanket will do nothing. He roams his hands from my face to my sides and then retires them on my thigh. I prop my leg up, wrapping it around his waist. "You are so soft." He moans against my mouth, squeezing my thigh softly. My lips curl into a smile, feeling goosebumps crawl onto my skin. "Oh shit." He groans, making me look at him with a furrow on my brow. "What? What happened?" I ask, watching as his face twists in frustration. "Condoms are in the glove compartment. I have to go back in the car." He groans, throwing his head back. "It is ok... We don't need one." I state, feeling my core becoming warm at the thought of him sliding inside me bare. "Are you sure about this?" He asks me and I nod. "It is not a risky day. I need you." I almost beg, causing him to chuckle at me, as his hands work his pants to free his cock. "I will just... Push your panties aside... No one will know what we are doing." He mutters, spreading my legs more, propping them around his waist. Blindly and clumsily, he tries to line up his tip to my entrance. The only lights come from the light poles around the parking space, and of course, the projector playing the movie, so there is almost only darkness surrounding us. Luke finally manages to slip inside me, moving slowly so the car doesn't rattle and bring any suspicion on us. "Shit, you feel good." He whispers by my ear, planting a peck on my earlobe. He buries his face in my neck, nibbling on my skin as he begins rocking his hips on mine. It takes me a moment to get my mind off the catastrophic thought that we are going to get caught, but the moment the first moan slips from his lips, I feel chills crawl down my spine. "Oh, God." I mumble, finally feeling his cock stretching me, with each thrust making me wetter and wetter. "Shh, we have to be quiet, remember?" He playfully reminds me, passing his tongue over the spot he was sucking on a second ago. "Buzzkiller." I whisper, but it soon turns into a gasp as he thrusts his whole cock inside me, making me pulse around him. I have to bring my hand to my mouth as Luke backs out and thrusts in again, this time with more force than before. I bite onto my palm, preventing myself from making a sound as Luke tries to find a rhythm for us. We both know this cannot last as long as the last time did; in contrast to the time we stayed up all night fucking, we will now have to be done in less than 10 minutes. "The way you take my cock is going to be the death of me." He mumbles as I buck my hips up to meet his thrusts, trying to find an angle for his cock to hit my spot. Luke groans softly, placing a hand under the small of my back to support me. "We are fucking under the stars." I giggle softly, squeezing myself around him. "I am going to find us a house, I promise you that." He slams his hips on mine, making the car move a little. "Careful." I groan, but the way he is rocking his hips on mine makes my mind fuzzy around the edges. We have to pray the people around us are too focused on the movie, or else we are putting on a show for them. Luke brings on hand from under my back to my cheek, touching it softly. "You feel so good around me, baby." He says raspily as I move my hips in a soft circle. The top of his cock brushes against my clit and I feel myself tighten around him. I muffle a whimper, closing my eyes tightly to focus on anything else but the way he feels inside me. "I can feel you here." I grab his hand and let it press on my lower stomach, right at the nook where I feel the impact of his thrusts. Luke strokes his thumb over that spot, giving me a slow, deep thrust, looking mesmerized by the way my stomach inflates and falls as he fucks me. His hand travels under my dress, heading straight to my breasts, cupping them and stroking his thumbs over my nipples. I whimper and shudder, bucking my hips against his and taking his cock more inside me. "You are going to fuck yourself on my cock, princess?" He asks cockily, pinching my nipple between his fingers, pulling at it sadistically slow. "Will you fill me up, daddy?" I ask him back; two can play this game. I can see his eyes sparkle at my question, even in the dark night. "Shit, (Y/N)... I am going to cum..." Luke groans by my ear, making me tighten around him in surprise. "Cum, please. I want to feel all of you inside me..." I groan, my mind becoming clouded by my need for him. "But you are not there yet..." Luke protests. "You have a mouth, don't you?" I ask him, heaving for breath. Luke chuckles and looks at me amused, before slamming his hips on mine, pinning me down to ravage me. Luke brings his face to my neck, muffling himself by biting onto my skin. I gasp in shock, the slight sting of pain sending waves of electricity down my body. "I am going to fucking wreck you... I am going to fucking ruin you for everyone else. You are mine... Just mine. " He groans, gluing his hips on mine as he cums, hissing as he reaches his high. It takes him a moment of grunting and breathing funny before he cups my face and kisses me harshly. "I am going to make you feel good, princess. I promise." His voice is still heavy and groggy from his orgasm, and he sounds so chillingly sexy, contrasting the loud chainsaw buzzing that goes off every couple of minutes in the movie.

He parts from my lips and slides down my body, spreading my legs more and fixing himself between my thighs. He traces my slit softly, watching me as I still pulse from the loss of contact. He uses his fingers to part my lips, revealing my entrance and my clit to him. He wastes no time lapping up his tongue on my sex, moaning as he tastes us mixing together. I smile to myself and look up at the night sky, taking in the pretty little stars as Luke curls his tongue on my entrance, gathering the pooling wetness and his cum on the tip of his tongue. He brings the tip to my clit, teasing it in slow, agonizing circles, making me jolt at every single one of them. Once he sees I am teased to a sufficient level for his liking, he wraps his lips around my clit, suckling on it hungrily. My breath gets caught in my lungs and I am baffling between bringing my hand to my mouth to stop any sounds from escaping or tangling my fingers in his hair, pulling at his locks, and guiding his mouth where I need him. "Luke..." I whine, messing my fingers in his hair, contrasting the intensity that courses through my body with the softness of his curls. Luke hums in approval, flicking his tongue against the head of my clit. I press my lips together and roll my hips in the air as my orgasm explodes inside me, spreading on my body. I try my hardest not to make a sound, nor move too much that the car squeaks. Luke moves up from between my thighs after he fixes my panties over my core. He leans in, kissing my lips softly. I realize that I have been smiling since I hit my orgasm, but only after Luke mimics my smirk. "I am going to find us a house." He announces again, tracing his hand softly over my cheek. "Yeah, we need one." I agree, moving my tongue across my bottom lip, tasting us together. "Do you think anyone saw us?" Luke asks, rolling next to me. I fix my head upon his chest, letting myself hear his heartbeat. "As long as we do not end up on a pornsite, I am not that mad if they did." I reply and he chuckles. "Kinky... I like that about you." "You like what about me?" I ask, cocking an eyebrow. "You are always up for testing your limits." He replies and I hum. "I wish we could sleep together tonight." He sighs, pecking at the top of my head. "I think my dad will neuter you if you show up at my house for a sleepover. And your mom will probably bound me in your basement and torture me for seducing her benjamin." I giggle and he scoffs. "My mom is not a monster." Luke protests playfully. "I don't know. Her nickname was Charybdis in high school." I mumble and he punches my arm playfully.

"Will you call me before bed?" Luke asks me as he parks in front of my house. "Do you want me to?" I ask him, undoing my seatbelt. "Since I can't sleep with you tonight, at least I would like us to do it over facetime." He shrugs, tapping the tip of my nose softly. "I will certainly facetime you then. I will see you on Tuesday, won't I?" I ask and he nods. "Ok then. Talk to you in a bit." I bite my lip before I lean in to plant a soft peck on his lips. He waits until I am inside the house to take off, which brings a smile to my face. He cares a lot and he is really protective, without crossing any boundaries. "Did you have fun at the movies?" My dad asks, making me jump at the sound of his voice. He has stayed exactly where I left him, which is a little creepy. "You scared the shit out of me, dad." I gasp, touching my chest and feeling my heart pounding. "We saw the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Not really my style, but it was ok." I reply and he hums. "If you wake up screaming in the middle of the night because you had a nightmare, I will know who to blame." He goes back to watching TV. It is not a secret that my dad does not really like Luke; he thinks of him as a devil in the disguise of an angel. "Goodnight dad." I run up the stairs to take off my makeup and get ready for my night call with Luke.

I tap my fingers nervously as I wait for Luke to pick me up. We are supposed to head for a dinner date, but I am not sure we will go through with it. Luke's car pulls up in front of me, and I rush inside, earning a look of surprise from him. "I was ready to wait for you at least 15 more minutes." Luke chuckles, helping me with my seatbelt. "Can you find a space somewhere a bit private?" I ask him, earning a hum from him. "I will be happy to..." He starts the car, aloof to my jitters.

Luke parks behind an elementary school, which seems abandoned for the day, before he undoes his seatbelt and turns to look at me. "It will do for now, don't you think?" Luke asks, cocking an eyebrow at me. "We need to talk." I state, making his face drop. "Oh. That sounds a little ominous." He replies and I nod my head. "I am late." I just let it out, dropping the bomb on his lap now. "Late for what? Do you have to be somewhere before our date?" He asks. I roll my eyes and rest my head back on my seat. "Luke..." I sigh. "What?" He asks, frustrated over my reaction. "My period is late. I might be pregnant." I explain and he looks at me dumbfounded. "Are you sure?" He manages to utter after a second of just staring. "My tracker says I am a week late. And I am never late, not this long. I am freaking out." I sniffle, my hands bunching up my cardigan. Luke stays silent, starting the car again. I feel awful in this silence but I understand he needs time to process it. It took me two days to swallow this, he deserves at least a couple of minutes to even begin thinking about it. It itches me on the inside to just ask him to say anything, but I decide to control myself. Without a word, he parks the car in front of a pharmacy and exits the car. It would make more sense for him to slam the door on the way out, but he didn't. I cannot find a way to translate his coldness and it pains me to sit here without a clue. He is gone for a little over 10 minutes but it felt a century to me. I don't dare ask him what he bought, so the car sinks in silence again.

The next stop is at a totally strange house to me. Luke helps me undo the seatbelt, still silent, and motions me to follow him. He unlocks the door to an apartment, letting me go in first. "What is this place?" I finally have the courage to ask once we enter the poorly furnished place. "I told you I would find us an apartment. I wanted to tell you at dinner, but I guess..." He replies, handing me the paper bag from the pharmacy. "Is it what I think it is?" I ask and he nods. "Luke, I am scared." I admit and he sighs. He wraps his arms around me, pressing his lips softly on my forehead. "I am too. But we need to face our fear. Or it will catch upon us." He replies, stroking a piece of hair behind my ear. "Come on. I will be right outside." He guides me to the small bathroom, giving me a small smile before I shut the door. It is such a lonely process doing this. I know Luke is waiting for me, I know that he is here for me, right outside the door that divides us, but I feel so alone. It is nerve-wracking, having to wait even a moment for the test that will define the rest of my relationship with Luke. There is a soft knock on the door, Luke's knuckles must barely even touch the wooden furniture. "Did you do it?" He asks nervously, but not demandingly. "I am waiting for the result." I sniffle. "Would you like me to come in and wait with you?" He asks. "No. I will be out in a minute..." I am too upset myself to have Luke's nervousness right now. "Ok, love." He sighs, giving up. I know he is trying to comfort me and this is the best way he can think of doing so, but it is just... I don't know if it is too much or too little.

The timer goes off and I know that I have to face the little plastic stick at last. It is so stupid that I am terrified by a piece of plastic, but I feel a tug at my heartstrings just at the thought of what the result might be. I peek at it, finding the word 'PREGNANT' on the little digital screen. Fuck. "Can I come in?" Luke asks. He must have heard the timer too so he knows the test has shown a result. I am too emotional to answer him, all I want to do is cry. How did that happen? Fuck, why did it happen now? We were always careful and we barely ever had a place to be just the two of us. God, that night at the drive-in... I was stupid enough to tell him it didn't matter going bare. Luke barges into the bathroom after my lack of response, his eyes instantly falling on me. He sighs understandingly, moving closer to me and wrapping his arms around me. "It's ok... It's all ok, love. Please, stop crying." He tries to soothe me, but it will take more than a hug and his soft voice to calm me down. "I've ruined both our futures..." I moan, my voice barely coming off. "No, no, you didn't. It is my fault too. Hey, we are going to be alright. She's gonna be apples, you'll see." He cheers, rubbing the small of my back soothingly.

My obstetrician could only see me 2 days after I took the test. Despite me wanting to rush to the first person with an available appointment, Luke told me that 2 days wouldn't hurt and we should go to the one I trust. And now as I am feeling in the form of family history and reason of the visit, Luke is sitting next to me, almost completely unfazed, as if his life is not about to tumble down. "How can you be so calm?" I ask him, annoyed by how cool he seems. "I am not." He replies, not even turning to look at me. "You are. You are awfully calm and cool for someone who is going to be a father before he finishes college." I whisper the last part, even though it is just us in the waiting room. I have been tiptoeing around admitting my pregnancy, not even daring to say it to myself out loud. "You think I am not panicking? You think I am not about to have a nervous breakdown? But I have to keep calm and be here for you. You are a mess, (Y/N)." He says through gritted teeth. "Well, I am sorry this is too much for me. I will try my hardest not to let my mess affect you." I snap, moving to a chair away from him. "I didn't mean it that way..." He protests and I hum, scribbling on the form fast.

The doctor calls me in her office, finally ready to exam me. Luke follows suit, asking her if it is ok to join us too. "Is it ok with you, (Y/N)?" She turns to me. "I really couldn't care less." I mumble, climbing onto the exam bed. Luke walks in, standing in the corner of the room awkwardly. "I will need you to take your jeans and underwear off for this." She instructs me and I nod. "Your urine sample gave us a positive pregnancy test, so I will have to go transvaginally to see the fetus. We have done this in the past, but you will feel slight discomfort when I enter the prob." She states, prepping the little wand. I feel as if I want to throw up, this ordeal has been stressing me out a lot. "Ok. Are you ready?" She asks as I lay on my back. I nod my head and take a deep breath, boosting myself for the exam. Pushing past the initial discomfort, I turn to look at my doctor as she looks at the screen with a frown. "Do you have any symptoms?" She asks me, looking at the ultrasound carefully. "No, other than my period being late, no." I reply and she hums. "You took a home test?" "Yes, it came back positive. Is everything ok?" I ask her. "Well, you are not pregnant. But you have a positive home test and a urine stip test. So my guess is there is proteinuria and that is why we had 2 false positives. I will order you a lab work for that, just to rule things out, but I think it might be stress-related." She replies. "I am not pregnant?" I ask, my heart skipping in relief. "You are not." She replies. "Are you sure?" Luke asks for the first time since the exam started. "I am very certain you are not expecting. Based on your reactions I will say congratulations, you are not pregnant." She chuckles, handing me a couple of tissues to clean up. "I will leave you to get dressed and go order the lab test. You can pick it up from my receptionist." She smiles at us before she leaves the room.

After the doctor's visit, I was craving ice cream, so Luke drove me to my favorite place for a strawberry soft serve. Since our date night was canceled from my pregnancy scare, we decided to take advantage of the nice weather and take a stroll at the park. He holds my hand in his as we both lick our ice cream as if the last couple of days didn't happen. "We are not having sex again without a condom." I lean my head on his shoulder as he hums in agreement. "That is certain." He adds. "I am sorry I was so... messy the last couple of days." I apologize and he shrugs. "It is one of the things I love about you." He brings my hand to his lips, pecking it lightly. "For what is worth, you were an excellent partner and you handled this scare probably the best way possible." I comment and he sighs. "I was scared beyond words. We are too young to become parents." "I agree. We barely have a place to be alone..." I point out. "Well, we do have it, though." He says, making me bite the inside of my cheek. "I really liked the space, from what I remember seeing..." "I am glad you did. Cause I plan on spending a lot of time in it with you." He plants a kiss on my forehead, making me feel my face get hot. "We never learn, do we?" I chuckle and he shrugs. "I think we learned our lesson." He takes a long lick of his dessert.

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[fuckingplaidpants]

Lemme Show You - M.C

- Michael teaches is roommate how to masturbate

Notes: smut, soft and fluffy, fingering

***

The awkward topic of masturbation had been brought up - well for Eve it was awkward.

The tiny shy girl at 21 years of age had never touched herself. She'd had sex only twice and twice was enough to turn her off it. The 2 different asshole of boyfriends used her for her cute petite body rather than actually liking her and having feelings for her.

Eve has roomed with her best friend michael for 3 years now and they were never afraid to talk about anything. Michael was the only person she truely felt comfortable with and could trust.

However, masturbation and sex was never something Eve brought up in conversation, especially if it was about herself.

She was embarrassed to even think she was scared of having any kind of sexual interaction, even with herself. She thought at 21 she would have 'grown up' and found the joy and pleasure within sexual intimacy.

But every time it crosses her mind she cringes at the horrible sex experiences she endured. She also partially blames the fact her mother was never very open with her and never told her all the wonders about puberty or periods or anything to do with her own womanly parts. Eve had to discover it all for her herself.

And now currently, as she sat cross legged in the middle of Michael's bed with flushed red cheeks and clammy hands as he decided to ask the questions he was always curious about but never asked as he didn't want to intrude Eve's privacy.

She hesitantly told him she had lost her virginity which lead her to say that she didn't like it and only did It one time after that and never again.

Michael was shocked at this but what shocked him even more was when she whispered out that she'd never masturbated and didn't know how to. She barely knew the anatomy of the vagina in the first place.

The poor girl was truely missing out on what a wonderful and completely healthy thing masturbation is.

"Lemme teach you then." He nonchalantly suggests as he hangs up his clothes in the wardrobe.

Eve chokes on her own saliva, very taken back at Mike's offer.

"W-what." She nervously laughs and swallows quickly.

Yes she was timid with this kind of stuff but in the back of her mind, she always wondered how it would feel if it was done properly and what an orgasm actually felt like.

"I'm serious," he turns around from hanging his clothes up with no immature smirk or grin on his face. He was dead serious. "I will gladly help you out. Masturbation is so normal and it doesn't have to be weird. I won't think of you any differently." He maturely says.

"I-I uh Michael I dunno I mean- I maybe-"

Michael abandons his task, taking his full attention to Eve as he sits on the edge of his bed.

"My mums a gynaecologist, I've stumbled across her study books before and I happen to know a few things," He smiles softly trying to ease Eve's obvious nerves. "It's up to you. I don't want to pressure you into is but I'm telling you now, you're missing out."

"W-what would you uh d-do?" She whispers, toying with the delicate ring on her finger

"I'll show you nice and slowly. I'll be so gentle and I will stop at anytime you want me to." He strokes a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "What do you say?"

She knows deep down she wants it. She's curious and what better opportunity to do it with the person she trusts the most.

"Y-yeah ok." She squeaks.

"Yeah?" His face lights up slightly. "Well come down here, I want you to be able to watch what I'm doing." He takes her trembling hand and leads her to his full length mirror.

"M'gonna watch?" She gulps, not used to this at all.

"Mhm. Have you ever seen yourself in a mirror like that before?" Michael asks as he places a towel down on the carpet

She shakes her head no. She was not aware of what she looked like down there.

He reassures her that that's totally ok, sitting her down on the towel so she was looking at herself in the mirror.

"You're so pretty," he takes a seat behind her, pulling her back so she sat between his open legs.

"Thank you." She blushes profusely as Michael gets her to lean back into his chest.

To get her comfortable with his touch, he runs his finger tips down her neck and lets them go down her arms. Goosebumps arise on the surface and he makes sure to ask if she ok with this in which she sighs with a nod.

His lips press to her shoulder, heating up the area as he lets his hands travel over her clothed torso, feeling her curves.

Having never been touched so sensually, she was squirming within minutes with parted lips and breaths becoming deeper. Especially as his lips gently kiss the side of her neck.

He hooks his fingers under her tank top, pulling it up.

"I'm not wearing a bra is that ok?" She panics slightly.

"Of course, I'm not here to judge you." His lips brush the shell of her ear.

Her arms rise in the air as he pulls the fabric over her head, letting her perky breasts free from the years of confinement. Years of being deprived of the attention they deserved.

She watches Michael's face in the mirror, hoping for some kind of approval. He honestly cannot take his eyes off them. He simply cannot believe she's been hiding such cute tits away.

He lets his hands start on her shoulders, running slowly down over her collarbones and further down her chest. They brush over her nipples making her gasp softly as they harden.

She watches his hands knead them firmly and absolutely is mesmerised but the sight. Her hips begin to slowly rock as she begins to feel something she's only felt a few times but never really understood why.

"Can I?" He questions as he tugs in the hem of her skirt.

"Y-yes." She breathes, becoming needy and doesn't know why or how to react.

He rolls it up, displaying her underwear. "M'gonna touch you, ok?" He says, letting his chin rest upon her shoulder so that he could watch down at his hand slide over her clothed heat.

She gasps again at the sudden feeling that was hard to describe. His finger tips glide over her underwear, drawing light circles over where her clit was.

"Oh my god." She breaths, quite shocked. "That feels really good right there."

He chuckles lightly at how sensitive she is to be having her breathless with just lightly touching over her underwear. He knows he has to be very gentle.

"Yeah? I'm going to slide them off now" He watches her, watching him work his hands in the mirror.

"O-okay."

She lifts her bum for him to remove her underwear and skirt, tugging them off her feet and placing them to the side.

She closes her legs and timidly glances up to Michael in the mirror.

"It's ok, I'm not here to judge you or hurt you." He strokes her hair making her relax back into his chest.

He softly parts her silky smooth thighs to reveal her pretty pink pussy, wet and untouched.

"Please be careful Michael." She whimpers.

"I'm going to be so gentle ok? You tell me if you want me to stop. Here, put your hand on top of mine so you can stop me at any point." He places her small hand over his.

It runs down the in side of her thigh, reaching the outer lips of her pussy, carefully spreading them open.

Michael takes a deep breath, regathering his thoughts as he sees how wet she was. The poor girl had probably never experienced anything like it.

She notices it in the mirror and Michael can tell she's concerned and self conscious about how she looks down there so he decides it's best to explain a few things before continuing to make sure she knows that everything it's normal and fine.

"It doesn't look like the diagrams in school." She embarrassedly whispers.

"I heard that no girls does." He giggles softly. "They all look totally different. Every girls does and that's ok."

"Really?" She continues to inspect herself through the mirror.

"Mhm," He nods reassuringly.

A hand rests on her thigh as the one with her hand on top slides to the beginning of her slit where her clit can be seen all nice and swollen. Michael knows she's ready for him.

"This right here," His index finger pulls up her clit as she intently watches. "Is your clitoris, or the clit. It's only purpose is to make you feel good." He tells her.

He lets the pad of his finger tip, gently skim over her sensitive bud making her moan for the first time.

"Then further down," His fingers glide through her wetness. "This is the entrance." He slowly eases the tip of his index finger in.

She nods, her bare chest rising and falling as she anticipates the pleasure to come.

She's fully comfortable now, removing her hand from his, fully trusting him to do what he wants.

He drags her arousal up and circles it around her clit but never directly on. He knows this will be to sensitive for her.

She moans so sweetly as she watches his hand work it's magic on her. She's in awe of how amazing michael can make her feel.

"Feels s'good huh?" He whispers with his warm breath hitting her neck.

"Ye- oh my god," she moans, her head tipping back briefly as a strong wave of pleasure rushes through her.

Michael continues to rub loose circles over her clit, satisfied she's enjoying it. His other hand moves off her thigh so a finger presses at her entrance. Although she'd lost her virginity, that was 2 years ago and considering she is a tiny girl, he knew she'd be tight.

Her hooded eyes stare as his finger slowly easing in to her hole. There was no horrendous pain like she had experienced a few times before. His finger just slipped in so easily.

"Fuck." She whines, loving the sight of his finger sinking into her.

"Does it feels ok darling?" He cautiously asked, not wanting anything to hurt her.

"Yes Mikey!" She breaths, barely able to talk.

"I'm gonna slip another on in, kay?" He kisses her neck and she tilts it so he has better access.

He pushes in a second finger, sinking in right to his knuckles as Eve squeezes Mikes thigh beside her. Not because it was painful, but because the new found pleasure of being stretched out by her best friends fingers was so good.

Her pussy moulds tightly around his fingers, leaving no room for a third finger. At least not 0n this first occasion.

He draws his fingers out, before sliding back in to create a slow rhythm to start with.

"Michaellll," His name tumbled from her lips and he nearly groaned at the delightful sound.

He always though his best friend was stunning, but this took things to another level for him. Seeing how she trusted him to do this and how beautiful her body is made his head spin.

His finger still rub her pink clit and in combination with his fingers fucking her, it creates the strongest sensation Eve has felt yet.

She didn't know what an orgasm felt like but by the way the euphoria was increasing by the second she had an idea of what was about to happen.

Her chest rises and fall rapidly and her back begins to arch off his chest. Even her hips involuntarily rock into his two finger, pumping steadily in and out of her.

"Look how pretty you look," Michael mumbles in her ear and she re opens her eyes to watch her own body in the mirror. "Are you watching my fingers sweetheart?"

Of course she was, in fact she couldn't take her eyes off them and the way they effortlessly worked her.

He curled his fingers that little bit extra making Eve let out the loudest moan yet and her little hand wrap around his wrist, rubbing it up and down almost as if it was her way to encourage him.

He feels her begin to clench around his fingers and by her not taking a breath from her whines and moans, she was about to cum.

"You getting close? You about to cum over my fingers baby?" He lowly whispers.

She can't answer him, no words could be formed from her mouth but she knew this must be what an orgasm is and that she was about to cum.

She whines out for the last time as Michael tips her easily over the edge. She's breathlessly panting, her legs trembling and the ecstasy washes strongly over her little body. She's sensitive immediately, making her thighs close together as Michael finger slowly work her down.

Her body goes limp against his chest, his own heart beating just as fast as hers. She whines with her eyes flutter closed as she comes down from her high.

He slides his fingers away from her, cleaning them off on the towel laid underneath them. He rubs his hands gently over her shoulders, letting her take the time she needs to regain composure after her first orgasm that definitely did hit her hard.

He strokes her hair back off her sweaty forehead and tucks it behind her ear. Michael's almost nervous to speak. He said he wasn't going to let it be weird - and by all means it isn't, but he just can help but feel somewhat guilty that he enjoyed it and that he may possibly just discovered he has feeling for her.

"Are you ok?" He swallows lightly and breaks the silence

"Yeah Mikey, I am." She opens her eyes and softly smiles at him though the mirror with pink cheeks.

"Well, what do you think?" He chuckles.

"I really have been missing out haven't I. I've never felt anything like it. Thank you," She shyly giggles. "But now I'm all," she parts her legs slightly to peer in between them though the mirror, "sticky."

"Yes, you did make quite the mess love." He chuckles, helping her to her feet before putting and arm around her back and under her knees to pick her up bridal style.

"Michael!" She squeals and uses a hand to hold her breasts and one to grip his shoulder, scared she may fall.

He looks down at her body in his arms, shaking his head with a smile as he walks to the bathroom. "Can't believe you've hidden this all away. You're so beautiful Eve."

She takes her index finger shyly between her lips, looking back up to him with glossy eyes full of adoration.

Michael places Eve up on the bathroom sink, going to turn around to run her a bath but not before she pulls him back by the wrist.

They both lock eyes, intently gazing into each others for a moment as Michael moves in between her legs. Her arms sling around his neck, pulling his lips to hers. He has a large hand resting on her hip and his other cupping her jaw. He slips his tongue pass her plump lips and she hums into the kiss.

They break away, resting their foreheads together and giggling softly.

"What are we doing?" Eve chuckles.

"M'not sure but I think I could get used to it." Michael giddily grins.

"Me too. I actually think I might need some more lessons too."

***

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[some-kind-0f-disaster]

I'm reading so much smut during this quarantine time. Literally looking at my searches and it contains someone and the word smut next to it nothing else.

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[calpalirwin]

Scream My Name

Summary: You’re fucked over Ashton’s recent serving of looks.

A/N: I’ve kept telling @tea4sykes​ that I’d attack if she kept fucking me up over more adult Ash ideas (like that towel gif that I CANNOT find to add to this story... I’m pissed...). Anyway, this is my (bad and way too short) attempt at keeping my word. Enjoy!

Content: Sexual situations because I mean... well look at him for fuck’s sake!

Word Count: Almost 800 words (told ya it was short)

And away, and away we go!

~~~

You paced about the living room, phone in hand, absolutely furious. How dare he. How. Fucking. Dare. He.

The door opened and you spun around on your heels, arms crossing over your chest, your eyes on fire.

His greeting died on his lips as he took you in. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“What’s wrong?!” you screamed, hands flying up in the air. “What’s wrong?!” You stalked towards him. “I’ll tell you what’s wrong Ashton Fletcher,” you growled, pointing a dangerous finger in his face.

His eyebrows quirked in confusion. He wasn’t sure if he should be concerned for you or scared for his own life. “Baby,” he started.

“Baby!” you scoffed.

“Yes!” he said, his skin beginning to prickle in agitation. The past few days had been a stressful blur and all he really wanted was to take a shower and relax. But it seemed to him like you were ready to fight over whatever bullshit reason you wanted to fight about. “Look, I’ll say this as nicely as I can, alright? Either tell me why you’re pissed, or get out of my way.”

“Oh, I’m pissed alright!”

He rolled his sea-foam eyes and pushed back his obsidian hair. His tongue clicked in his cheek. “Guessing game, my favorite,” he deadpanned.

“Don’t you start with me!” you snapped.

“Don’t start with you?!” he asked, his voice getting loud. “I just got fuckin’ home, Y/N! And you’re already hounding me?! What?! What did I do this time to upset her Royal Pain In My Ass?!”

“THIS!” you shouted, flashing your phone in his face. It was pictures of him ranging from Jingle Ball festivities to his most recent No Shame music video with the guys. “You think you can just dress like this and get away with it?! Nuh-uh! No, sir!”

He pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a long, slow breath. “That’s why you’re mad? Seriously? Jesus Christ, Y/N. You’re insane. You know that, right? Completely fuckin' insane.” His hands hovered on either side of his face and vibrated with his stress.

“You’re the one wearing a damn scarf with suits and a mesh shirt with leopard print pants.”

“Oh, my God… They’re clothes! What is your fuckin’ problem right now?!”

“The problem,” you said, reaching up on tiptoes to get in his face. “Is that my panties are ruined,” you finished, your voice dropping to a seductive whisper. “And you better do something about it.”

His eyes widened briefly as he processed your words. Then they glazed over and a devil smile threatened to take over his face. “Lemme shower first, and I’m all yours,” he promised.

~~~

The towel ruffled at his hair before it dropped to hang around his neck, another towel wrapped tightly around his waist. You crossed over to him, pulling him down to you by his towel, your fist bunching in the damp fabric. “Fuck, you’re aggressive today,” he chuckled against your lips.

“Are you saying you don’t like it?” you challenged.

“I didn’t say that. But you better remember who’s really in charge here.”

“Show me then,” you said, releasing him and giving his bare chest a small shove. “Damn,” you tsked, shaking your head.

“What?”

“Grabbing you by the towel was hot. But, I imagined doing it with that tie thing of yours.”

“Oh, did you, now?” he asked, closing the distance between you.

You nodded. “Among other things.”

The towel around his neck swung over your heads and wrapped around your back to pull you to him. “Like what?” he breathed, pressing himself into your leg.

“Get creative,” you winked before your hands ripped the towel off his hips and gripped him.

“Get in bed,” he ordered, smacking your ass.

You squealed. “How does that line go?” you asked, taking small steps backwards as he still hadn’t let go of the towel that was holding you to him. “‘I love it when you’re screaming my name’? Any truth to it?”

The towel tightened as you reached the end of the slack in the hold. Then, with a sharp tug you were colliding forward into his chest. “You’ll be screaming my name, alright,” he growled as he placed you on the bathroom counter and pushed your legs open.

“Ash!” you panted, your breathing already heavy as his fingers wasted no time in fulfilling his earlier promise.

“Louder,” he demanded, dropping to his knees, his tongue joining his fingers, causing jolts of electricity to course through your body.

“Ash!” you squirmed, making him pin you down with his free hand, his fingers digging into your thigh. “Please! The tie,” you begged, not willing to let go of your fantasies.

“Plenty of time for that,” his voice vibrated against you. “We got all night.”

“ASH!”

~~~

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[cals-eyebrows]

Prompt: kinky cal 😩😩 yes pleasee

Note: FUCKKKK anon!!!! you made me BLUSH!!!! I’m not good at this and maybe this isn’t kinky enough but here it is!!!

(This is smutty smut smut, you’ve been warned.)

****

You and Calum had been dating for awhile. It was a lot of fun, and you were slowly getting integrated into his friend group, and just last weekend you had finally met Mali-koa, his sister. Everyone in your life and his life were so sweet and supportive with your new relationship.

You were still getting used to each other, but it was all positive experiences. You thought it was cute how Calum had a strict bedtime routine: brushed his teeth, let Duke out, and then held Duke for at least 5 minutes, wishing him sweet dreams before putting him in his kennel for the night. Every single night. 

And Calum was learning about how you loved to listen to music as loudly as you could while you showered and the way you ate your food in a clockwise pattern.

This also meant you two were still exploring physically, too. This was an exciting time for you! You (and Calum, for that matter) took care to learn what the other person liked. Calum, despite his goofy exterior, you realized, liked to be a little rougher and often grabbed your neck while he pushed inside you.

You never would have guessed. 

*- * -*

You were sleeping when you felt Cal’s arm came from behind you, wrapping around your waist while he spooned you. You felt his hips push into your bum slightly, knowing he had just come from being out with the boys. You knew he was probably a little tipsy, and therefore, horny. You were a pretty light sleeper and the thunderstorms outside had been keeping you from falling into a deep sleep. 

“Hey, bubba,” You whisper, and in response, Calum leaned over to kiss your ear. You turned over so you were laying down facing each other. 

Cal still doesn’t say anything, just connects your lips in the dark. You find yourself getting lost in his kissing, and his wandering hands. 

You make out for awhile when Calum mumbles: “Can I turn the lamp on? I gotta see you, baby.”

“Okay,” You answer and soon, some of the room comes to life with light. It’s only your small bedside lamp, so half of your handsome boyfriend’s face is shadows. 

You continue to kiss, while Cal’s hand continuing wandering. You help him remove your ratty, overly large PJ shirt, a vintage Led Zeppelin t-shirt. With your skin exposed with just your panties on, this ignites a sense of urgency in Calum’s movements. He’s grabbing your boob and pinching your nipple, which leads you to moan.

His hand moves lower from your waist, brushing the sensitive skin that you’re dying for him to fully indulge. Calum using his  skillful pointer finger to move your tiny, sensitive bud in circles, causing your hips to buck up toward his hand, wanting more friction. 

You’re about to reach down to unzip Calum’s jeans (his shirt has been lost while you itch to get closer and closer), when he breaks away from you. “Wait, baby. I have an idea and it’s totally okay if you’re not into it.”

You take a second to mull this over, looking at Calum’s face. His cheeks are flushed and his lips look a bit pink from all the kissing. He looks beautiful. You’d do anything for him.

“Okay, what is it?” You ask, simply wanting Calum to be inside you and –

“What if we… film it?” 

You feel your eyebrows furrow together a bit without realizing you were doing it. Well, in theory, you had thought about doing this but now it seemed so nerve-wracking. What if Calum watched it over and thought you were shit? 

It was really stupid, but all of your unrealistic insecurities were bubbling to the surface. Calum noticed your hesitation but he cupped your face in his gentle hands. “Honey, it’s okay, we don’t have to. We can just keep going and I know it’s going to feel incredible.”

You find yourself shaking your head, feeling randomly brave, “No, it’s okay, Cal. Yeah, let’s do it. I’m game.”

Cal’s face breaks out in a huge grin and he’s leaping off the bed, looking comical with the tent pitched in his jeans, you think: That can’t be comfortable.

He leans over to grab his phone off the nightstand, and opens up his camera app, switching it to Video Mode. He then sets it up on your dresser, which sits parallel to the bed and is pretty good height. Calum spends some time setting up the phone just perfectly, setting up a book nearby to lean it on.

Finally, he deems it situated. “Okay,” he basically jumps back on the bed. “it’s recording. God, you’re gonna look so fucking sexy for me, baby.”

You smile into your kiss, trying to ignore your nerves. 

You spend the next few minutes kissing before Calum puts two fingers inside of you, stretching you slightly. “that’s my good girl,” He sighs, never leaving your lips.

You moan from the sensation, loving how he feels. 

Soon, he’s hovering over you and situating himself in-between your legs, his tip teasing your entrance. You rest your legs over his shoulders while he pushes into you, you both moaning, loving this position. Calum fills you, then almost completely pulls out, and then pushing back into you. The large movement creates such a sensation that has you seeing stars. 

Calum has one arm holding himself up over you, the other playing with your sensitive bud. The feelings of being filled and the tingling from your clit has you overwhelmed, and you can feel your orgasm building. You let your moans flow freely, Calum following your lead. 

Finally, your orgasm hits and your grip on your boyfriend looses a bit. Calum’s thrusts are getting sloppier and sloppier, so you know he’ll hit his end soon too. He does, and holds you close while you feel pump into the condom inside of you. 

He holds you for a minute, and kisses your forehead. He pulls out, and throws the condom out before looking at you sprawled out on the bed. He grins, “now let’s watch that shit back!”

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Smut Masterlist

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part two

i want you (bless my soul) (ao3) - jbhmalum calum/ashton, michael/luke E, 21k

Summary: In which Ashton moves in with a guy named Michael, Michael is in love with Luke and annoyed at Calum, and the guy with shaved blue hair from the elevator is too hot for Ashton to know what to do about it.

i want you to want me this way (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton T, 8k

Summary: Luke just wants to show Ashton how pretty he looks. Ashton wants to ruin him.

Last Night - @daydadahlias​​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton E, 3k

Summary: Luke’s voice is hot near his face when he says, “Gonna moisten my mouth,” and Ashton wants to absolutely throttle him for it.

But he wants to throttle himself even more when all he can find his mouth doing in response is nervously wetting his lips and stuttering his way through a fumbly, “Let me know if you need to... keep it... keep it m-moistened.”

Magnet Souls (ao3) - jbhmalum calum/ashton, michael/luke E, 42k

Summary: Ashton loves sex a whole lot, Calum hates the thought of it. They’re soulmates. Alternatively, a story about self-respect and compromise in the name of love.

Never (ao3) - notonguexwithbutt michael/luke M, 41k

Summary: "I rub him through his jeans and he pushes against me as he sucks on my lips and scrapes his fingers across my back, undoubtedly leaving marks. After a minute I don’t think I can wait any longer so I sit up again and reach for the waistband of his jeans. His arms fall beside him and he reaches up to grip his hair, looking up at me with his swollen lips parted and eyes dark from being so dilated. He looks so wrecked and I haven’t even properly touched his dick yet."

Michael and Luke work together at a pizza shop and Michael seems to hate Luke but really he's just in denial. Michael's POV.

Nothin' But Your Nights On (ao3) - fourdrunksluts calum/ashton, michael/luke, (mentioned) luke/calum E, 26k

Summary: After moving into his new apartment, Ashton realizes that his neighbor never closes his curtains.

Scene 14 - @daydadahlias​​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton E, 128k

Summary: It's one of the first lessons you learn. There’s a difference between performing and acting.

Actors are intellectuals; they’re poets with their expression and the way their voices hit the air. Performers, by comparison, are children, ignorant and too bright for their own good. No one wants to admit to being only a performer. If you’re anyone worth anything, you want to be an actor.

And Luke is not an actor, but Ashton is.

Or, the one where Luke hates Ashton but has to pretend to be in love with him for five months for his acting final except for the fact that maybe he isn't pretending anymore.

Skinny Dipping In The Dark (ao3) - clifftesticle luke/calum M, 1k

Summary: 5SOS decide to go swimming, and after Michael and Ashton leave, Calum and Luke decide to go skinny dipping together. It just goes really smutty from there

So Much Better (ao3) - cashcakeplz calum/ashton, michael/luke, bryana/ashton N/R, 84k

Summary: This is good, good for Ashton. He works so hard, always taking care of the boys, he deserves someone who will take his mind off of things, even for a couple of hours to get coffee. Maybe it’ll make him better, and by extension, the band better. Maybe Bryana is a good thing for everyone. Yet, even now, as Calum tries to think of how great Bryana could be for Ashton, he can’t help but think that he would be so much better.

Or the one where Calum and Ashton have been Friends With Benefits for years, and Calum thought his feelings for Ashton were simply sexual until Bryana came into the picture.

starboy (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton E, 79k

Summary: Ashton is quite miserable, so when his friends take him on vacation to cure him of his sorrows, the universe sends him a star made of innocence that is meant to be ruined.

Subject Line - @daydadahlias​​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) calum/ashton E, 20k

Summary: Maybe the sunrise doesn’t matter much after all. Calum can watch the sunrise any day. How many days will he get Ashton like this? Shirtless, sporting bedhead in a hotel room, with just the two of them for a few lazy hours alone?

Soon enough, they’ll be back on the tour bus and Calum won’t be allowed to hold Ashton’s hand anymore.

Take Notes - @daydadahlias​​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/calum E, 78k

Summary: Or, the one where Calum wants someone to teach him about sex and Luke happens to be an education major.

too much, too young, too fast (ao3) - antisocialhood michael/calum E, 27k

Summary: or, Michael and Calum are loose in Florida, still young, foolish and desperately in love.

We Couldn't Freeze This Moment (ao3) - antisocialhood luke/ashton N/R, 3k

Summary: Ashton's relationship with Luke was a simplistic amount of domestic fluff and vanilla sex.

What I (don't) like about you (ao3) - truly_madly_deeply michael/luke, calum/ashton E, 70k

Summary: Michael hates Luke, Luke hates Michael. When Luke’s older brother Ashton starts dating Michael’s best friend Calum out of all people, the two arch enemies are suddenly forced to spend way too much time together. Which they don’t like at all, but hey, shit happens, and so does love.

Or the one where Luke gets his lip pierced and Michael finds it very distracting.

you tell me you're tipsy, i tell you you're pretty (ao3) - sourscarlets luke/ashton E, 13k

Summary: Luke and Ashton wake up married during a weekend in Vegas

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5 seconds of summer #5sos #ashton irwin #calum hood #luke hemmings #michael clifford #sex tw #smut #smut masterlist #masterlists

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Blurb week

Would anyone wanna send me some domestic!sos blurb requests? I’m in a writing funk and I think maybe if I write something else for a bit I’ll be able to finish fic I’ve been working on. So send me things and I’ll write them this week!

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #michael clifford #5sos imagines #5sos blurbs #cth #mgc #afi #lrh #5sos fanfiction #5sos oneshots #domestic 5sos #like lets really get fluffy #maybe a little smutty #cuz u know its me

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The Hotel Manager

Pairing: CEO!Y/N/CEO!Ashton

Rating: NC-17

Request: Yes

Words: 6.000+

Summary: Ashton is frustrated because the hotel manager across from his keeps messing with his business and steals his costumers but once he decides to confront the idiot he realizes that the CEO is a female named Y/N. And she doesn’t give up that easily.

It was with gritted teeth and a fuming expression that Ashton forcefully opened the glass doors to the building, marching towards the elevator and pushed past a few people to get inside. 

He didn’t have the time to be polite or apologize, there was no doubt that he was building up so much anger he couldn’t focus on anything else but himself and how he was going to handle this.

“I don’t have time for this!” He yelled more to himself than his assistant Luke, looking over at the blond haired boy with wide eyes and constantly pressed on the number 14. 

“You know Sir, even if you continue to do that repeatedly the doors won’t close any fast-,” He was quick to pause in track by the glare Ashton was giving him in reaction and he nervously pushed up the black glasses on the tip of his nose. 

“Listen up Hemmings you’re only hired to tell me what is right and wrong when I want to know.” 

“I know, I know.” Luke repeatedly said and ran a hand through his tousled hair. The elevator was huge with mirrors but he was still leaning in the corner as far away from Ashton as possible with plenty of papers in his embrace. 

“It was just that you’re really stressed out right now and it doesn’t help that you constantly trigger it-,” 

“Hemmings which part of shut up didn’t you understand?” Ashton scolded with wide eyes, he couldn’t believe that he would have to say this. It was normally mandatory, once he had settled with something nobody should change his mind. 

“Yes-, right. I’ll just-, Yea.” Luke nodded his head in confirm and pressed his lips together to make sure he wouldn’t say anything. He knew Ashton well enough that saying something he didn’t want to hear when he was moody he would get his throat cut off. 

This wasn’t his day at all. In fact, Ashton had woken up this morning to things already going horribly and that didn’t help on his mood when he spilled coffee all over his papers and needing Luke to clean it all up. 

He was so insanely angry he couldn’t put words to it. 

If he could, he would have forced his fist against the mirror just to make a bit of damage at this hotel. He hated it more than anything, he wanted to blow it all up if it was possible but he couldn’t. 

Besides, if he had to force a fist through it he would also have to ruin his mirror reflection, something that he loved more than anything. 

He loved his outfit today. Dark, yet not completely jet black but still enough to make him look sophisticated and a little bit mysterious. Of course it was also mixed up with charm and attitude but that was something he created just by being himself. 

His hair was combed back and almost making the strands of curls look invisible. The color had become a bit darker from all the hairspray he had used but it was necessary to make sure he wouldn’t have a stupid strand of hair suddenly falling in front of his eyes. 

If he looked down at his muscular body he had made sure that a few buttons were left opened just to reveal a little bit of his chest hair. He was young and aware and it was the reason why he wanted to show a bit if manhood.

“Is that freaking Christmas music playing in the background?” He sudden blurted, ears observing the faint sounds of bells playing in the background with an old 80′s Christmas classic. 

Luke was unsure whether or not he expected an answer, his mouth opening and closing like a frog and as he settled with wanting to say something Ashton cut him off. 

“I mean that is literally so insanely unprofessional! We’re in January goddammit, let’s wait fucking 11 months before we start playing this crap again.” He ran his fingers through his hair out of habit and took a look at himself in the mirror, giving a closer look to make sure he hadn’t missed a spot with his shaving. 

“We know how to play decent music hell I’ve even been the one to compose our elevator music 24/7 hours a day! Besides ours are bigger and they always have refreshing smells and a window at the top!” 

Ashton pointed around to point out every single thing he saw as a flaw. He couldn’t believe that this place had 20% more guests per month than his, it was a junkyard! Plus they also had warm carpets at their elevators in case kids weren’t wearing shoes or wanted to sit down while waiting.

Luke still kept his mouth shut to please Ashton but regardless nodded his head in agreement. He knew that was what Ashton always preferred, for people to agree with him no matter what. 

“I’m almost getting a headache thinking about this but please do explain me again who this person is again and why he is ruining my business.” He rubbed his temples carefully, after this he would definitely go search for some aspirin. 

“Luke now is your time to fucking speak!” He loudly scolded and startled Luke completely making him look down at his papers with apologizes coming from his nervous mouth. 

“Well uh-, We’ve received around ten mails regarding that the hotel across from ours wants to declaim our parking lot and use that as an extra side resort. They apparently say that they have mainsheet proof that the ground is theirs and that we only have to sign a contract otherwise they will take it in the court.” 

Luke was speaking so quick to let it all out at once he was totally out of breath in the end, trying to make sure he had gotten everything by looking at his papers. 

“Who is this idiot though I mean I have my own fucking mainsheet approval of the parking lot being mine and only mine, there’s no way in hell I’m letting his ass of a hotel get what they want. I mean, they are most probably faking to take even more of our guests, I’ve seen people switch out some even being our regular costumers!” 

“Well apparently their hotel manager has years of experience and also have never lost in a court before. He owns three hotels around the states along with the new one that has been built in front of ours. Apparently they have made sure to double everything we’ve ever had to make sure theirs are better than ours.” 

“Double up of everything? Isn’t their hotel smaller than ours?” Ashton almost asked in disbelief and listened closely. He needed his case clear before going up and confronting this ass. 

“According to the punctuation of their hotel that I found through some research, then the answer is yes but if they claim to get our parking lot, they will most probably become even more popular and in the end bankrupt us.”

“There’s no way I’m letting that happen!” He commented after Luke finished speaking, he could feel the anger becoming worse. Nobody dared to take a fight with Ashton when being in that mood. 

“And that is why you’re here. So you can put the cards down and make sure that none of these new projects start because if he gets what he wants sooner than later both hotels will be called Grand Prior Hotel-,”

“Luke I swear to god don’t you even dare finish that sentence of yours.” Ashton interrupted and pointed a finger at him.

With one last push he would be over the edge. 

“Tell me about this ass of a manager instead, I need to know who I’m up against.” He requested and fiddled with the dress shirt to make sure it wouldn’t make crumbles around his pants. 

“From what I know last name is Y/L/N, 22 years of age, a young CEO just like you. Family totally loaded, lives on the outside of Sydney along with a few degrees from college. Runs three hotel as I mentioned before along with his family and he’s one of the youngest riches in Sydney of 2017.”

“Richer than me?” He had to make sure, money was always his first option of getting his way. It could be easy to just throw cash of money on the desk but if he appeared to be richer than him he was doomed and needed to take other options. 

“Not really sure, it looks like it but I couldn’t really compare your bank accounts after all.” Luke commented a bit irritated by Ashton’s constant questions that became lamer and lamer. How was he supposed to know anyways? 

“If he’s richer than me I swear to god…” He mumbled more to himself than Luke and rubbed his hands together. 

“There’s only one way to find out.” Luke commented when the loud ding from the elevator appeared, doors opening and revealing a lounge. 

Ashton almost wanted to let out a dry laugh when walking in. It was at least half as big as his was, it didn’t have marble floors that shined so much he could see his reflection and when he grabbed one of he leaves from the plants, they were fake. 

There was no doubt his was much better and when showing up at the desk where an assistant was sitting with a phone to her ear having somebody on the line Ashton walked right pass through. 

“I’m sorry Sir, but you can’t walk in without having an appointment with M-,”

“Listen here Penelope I do what I want and when your boss decides to confront me, I push back.” Ashton placed two fingers on her shoulder to push her down from wanting to stand up, his eyes wide to show his seriousness. 

“There’s a meeting coming up within minutes you’re not allowed to walk inside without permission or we’ll have to call security-,”

“No need for that.” Ashton commented and grabbed a pen to dig it into her chin, wanting her fully attention.

“This will only take a minute.” 

The assistant did not get the chance to say at least another argument before Ashton had smirked and pushed past her to get inside. This was neither as fancy as his entrance, he had glass walls and windows making sure that everyone could see what he was doing 24/7. 

“Okay!” He loudly announced when opening the door to the office of Y/L/N, his eyes wide and hands in the air to make the most dramatic and noticeable entrance as possible. 

“I don’t know what is up with you Mr. but who the hell are you and what made you possibly think that you could try mess with my business?!” 

Silence fell upon the room and Ashton bit down on his tongue waiting for an answer. He was fuming and it was a good thing Luke had decided to stay outside of the office because he wanted to deal with this all by himself. 

A huge laughter came from behind the chair that was faced with its back towards him and he furrowed his eyebrows deeply. The laugh was too high pitched to be a male and when the chair rolled around to reveal his sudden enemy his eyes widened in pure surprise. 

“Messing with your business, that sounds interesting.” A woman commented with excited eyes and lifted her legs on top of her nicely organized desk, a fake IKEA plant stand by the corner of it. 

“I mean, considering sooner than later this won’t be your business.” 

Normally he would have been quick to react, seeing as this was a huge insult to him but he couldn’t. He stared at her for god knows how long with his lips parted and jaw to the point of touching his fancy lacquer shoes.

“What?” She almost grinned and rolled the pencil between her fingers. 

“Have I offended you already?”

“You’re a woman.” He stated as if it wasn’t obvious and he tried to swallow his salvia just by the realization. He mumbled a few words that weren’t understandable before he looked back at her.

“Woah I can feel the vibes of a sexist already, please do continue.” She exclaimed amused and nodded for him to continue. This most probably wasn’t the first time. 

“You can’t be a woman!” Ashton disagreed still too shocked to say anything else, the statement was horrible but it was the only thought that came to his mind. He was, after all, a guy that never thought before he spoke. 

“Why?” She questioned still not playing offended and stood up from her chair to get up in his face.

“Because you’re not used to CEO women? Because you’re not used to the fact that someone is better than your job than you, stealing all your costumers and also appears to be the opposite sex?” 

“No.” Ashton’s voice was almost innocent and high pitched but he was quick to shake his head making one of his curls pop out from the mess of hairspray. 

“I thought so too.” She smiled brightly, cheeks a little bit rosy and she turned around on her heels to head back behind her desk. 

“Now be a good boy and take a seat. You feel threatened by me, that’s the reason you have showed up isn’t it?” 

It took him a good full minute to register what the hell was going on. Never in his life had he been ordered to do something, he had always been the leader and suddenly he felt vulnerable. He couldn’t stand it. 

“I don’t feel threatened by you.” Was the first thing he said after taking a seat down, almost wanting to force his fists against the light white desk that was bigger than his and less messier. 

“Then why did I get the pleasure of you disturbing my job, Mr. Irwin? I mean, it’s not willingly that you step your foot inside my hotel.” She threw one leg over the other and lightly touched her chin interestingly. 

“I am here because of this.” It was like Ashton remembered back to why he was here in the first place and hammered down the letters she had been sending him throughout the weeks. 

“I don’t know what your mind games are Mr. Y/L/N-,”

“Ms. Y/L/N I’d prefer.” She interrupted him and Ashton’s eyes lit by his mistake. He had been preparing this speech all morning, expecting that it would be towards a guy and he couldn’t settle down with a face of hers. 

Ms. Y/L/N,” He made sure to put extra pressure on her last name before he leaned forward and looked at her with daring eyes. 

“I don’t know what you’re on or what your intentions are but get this straight. There’s no way in hell you will get a hold of my parking lot, there’s no way in hell that you will take every single guest of mine and there’s no freaking way in hell that I’m letting you take over my business. I don’t care how much money you have because nothing NOTHING can take away what is my most precious thing.” 

The smirk on her face seemed to faint away ever so slowly by his words but she still didn’t lack of interest. She was watching him with a straight line, she had probably assumed it would be an easy spontaneous meeting.

“Especially not when you’re a woman.” 

That seemed to be enough for her. She dramatically stood up from her chair and walked around the desk to give him a glare before she crossed her arms and stopped when she was right in front of him. 

“Last time I checked, I was the one with the highest percent of guests per month if you look at the Statistics. If you take a closer look that is yet alone 22% of those coming from your hotel and deciding to stay at mine instead. I don’t think that has anything to do with me being a female, I think it has something do to with me doing my job way better than you.” 

“You doing my job way better than I do? I doubt you have done your research as well I was born into this profession.” He gained a bit of confidence and took a step back to get a circle of clear space. 

“And even after how many years? You’ve still not managed to learn about this financial fact calling always bet on the families. Why do you think this place is way safer than yours? Because you’re only going after one category of age.” 

“That’s bullshit!” He disagreed, letting his arms fly in the air. 

“Our place is for everyone within the age of 0 and until you are a senile 80 year old without teeth in your mouth! We always care about safety and to make sure everyone is okay!”

“Then what about that five year old child being caught alone in an elevator for an hour and a half after your system seemed to fail and couldn’t get him out?” The smirk was growing on her face, she had in fact done her research.

“Oh wauw let’s throw a mistake of mine that happened five damn years ago! Who are you even to come up to my face and question my security systems, at least we have decent amount of space in our elevators, yours feels like living in a small sheds where you almost have to share a breath with your assistant!” 

“You are the one blasting into my office without a deal or any respect, who are you even?” She crossed her arms and leaned her body against her desk, this conversation was getting over hand. 

“I’m just here to say one last thing. Stay away from my hotel and my business or I swear to god I will do everything in my power to get you fired from your profession.” He lowered his voice, empowering her and showing his seriousness. 

“Fire me?” She commented in question pure amused, “Yeah we’ll see how that will happen, maybe you should focus on the rats in your basement by the restaurant kitchen.” 

“We don’t have rats, we’ve never had and you have absolutely no proof of that!” He was quick to point a finger in her face, never had he experienced such a woman before. 

“Okay maybe that was a low point but I made you unsure for a second.” She winked and lifted herself up from her desk, “But at least I know that your pool doesn’t contain enough chlorine to avoid red rashes on the skin.” 

“Oh yeah we’ll I’m sorry but at least we have enough pools here to cover for every single of our guests Miss. ‘We only have one pool that is only allowed for all the kids to fucking pee in!” 

“We do have enough in one, we have four more spa treatments along with the new one coming up the second I have a hold of your parking lot!” She had to be careful with her tone because the more Ashton tested her the more she was getting frustrated. 

A dry laugh came from him in response, “Like that’s gonna help you on getting more ‘families’ to your hotel, ‘Come here Olga, I know you’re only four but let’s give you a spa treatment for your future acne skin.’”

“Don’t be an idiot that’s for the older part of the hotel guests and you’re aware of that. You’re one of those sarcastic asses aren’t you?” She crossed her arms once again to prove her attitude. 

“No I’m simply just an ass but thanks for the reminder.” 

“Good you’re aware of that yourself I was becoming worried.” She mumbled more to herself than him, eyes wide and looking down at her black heels that almost made her as tall as him, almost. 

“Aren’t you a treat.” Ashton fake smiled showing his dimple and clapped his hands together as if he was excited. He clearly wasn’t. 

She nodded her head in agreement and copied her smile. There was no doubt here that they disliked each other and no matter how many times they would argue there wouldn’t be a solution to their problems. 

“Well Mr. Irwin it was a nice visit but since we couldn’t come to a proper conclusion we’ll settle with the most realistic one. Get your guests to remove their cars and also taxis. The construction project starts tomorrow morning at 6.” 

Ashton had to bite down on his lip and think everything through. No way he would be telling his guests to do any other thing than just check in, he couldn’t listen to any of her words anymore because it was all pure bullshit. 

“This is what you do and think, isn’t it?” He suddenly furrowed his eyebrows and walked past her desk to get closer to her. 

“You play the vulnerable one, you play the woman card and use that for a benefit. I can imagine you’ve done this to many other CEO’s wanting things your way and always getting it because males are always the ones having to give in.” 

“You’re really quick to analyze a person from their gender, huh?” Her voice had become lower than before, her eyes glancing between his eyes and his mouth that only seemed to let out pure crap. 

“You don’t need to throw the gender card in my face when you’re literally wearing your horrible attitude on your clothes.” 

“Okay that is it.” She angrily said and grabbed him by the arms to turn him around so quickly Ashton didn’t get the chance to scold at her for touching such expensive clothes of his. 

“Leave my office right now, the door is right over there and please, for the love of god Ashton, don’t come back.” She made sure to show the seriousness by using his front name.

“Gladly,” He commented, there was no way he wanted to argue anymore because with the lack of improvement he couldn’t stand being here for one more second.

“But if you think I’m done with you and your shit you’re so wrong. I will be back and by then it’s you giving up your parking lot.” 

She was so amused by Ashton’s threat that she didn’t see where she was going, knocking herself into her desk in accident and a huge whine came from her. But before Ashton could get a word or a quick laugh she turned around fast to point up at him, suddenly trapped between the wood at him. 

“Don’t.” She warned, ignoring the pain in her hip and looked up at him with a breath that had suddenly become uneven. 

He wasn’t saying anything but looking down at her with furrowed eyebrows. It hadn’t come to his attention before now and god how he hated it. The way she was acting, how they seemed to similar yet so different.

He was so insanely attracted to this woman he couldn’t describe it. 

“What?” She suddenly questioned, voice vulnerable and but she still kept the skeptical glare. 

“What?” He questioned back in the same tone, licking his lips carefully.

She glanced up at him unsure, god how he wanted her to know what was going on in his mind right now. The way she was having her lips parted and breathing in and out slowly made him question what was on her mind.

Was she as innocent as she looked?

When they didn’t share anything else but an intense stare she decided to turn around, unaware that Ashton was quick to grab her hand and pull her back for a quick kiss.

“What the hell?” She gave him a light push in the shoulder to detach their lips, her eyes wide and her voice loud. 

He could feel how his heart was beating so harshly by the spontaneous decision, watching her stand with an expression on her face that was indescribable. He had expected her to yell at him and say he was crazy but she didn’t, she took him by surprise.

With one hand wrapped around his neck and the other fisting around his dress shirt she pulled him back forcefully, their lips connecting for one heated long kiss. 

She shouldn’t have done this because now there was no way of putting a stop to this. His hands went down to his hips and he practically slammed her against her desk, knocking down all her stuff in the process laid her on top of the surface.

It was as if all the aggressions came out through the act. The way they would be biting at each other’s lips wanting and craving for more, it was insane. The room practically smelled like sex already and so far he had only managed to pop one button open on his dress shirt. 

He didn’t care if half the population of Sydney could watch them outside through the thick large windows that had view over the ocean. The sun was peeking in through the transparent glass warmly against his bare shoulder once he had taken off his blazer and threw his dress shirt with it. 

“If you think this will have any affection on me regarding our business, trust me, it won’t.” He detached their lips to talk, his mouth coming down to her neck instead and peppered it with kisses.

“We’ll see.” She laughed dryly, moving her neck to give him more access. 

She liked a challenge, it was obvious on her face. But she had also become weaken by his touch, by the way he was moving his lips around and it was making a smirk form on his face. Ashton knew well enough how to use his lips. 

They took a short break just to get the rest of the clothes and she also took out the hair clips to make her hair loose and messy, the ends curling and Ashton had to hold himself from not wrapping his hand in it already. 

She was a tease, no doubt. He was standing impatiently getting harder and harder by the way she was slowly taking off her shirt, buttoning down and revealing her lace bra that he was able to see through.

It was almost as if she had prepared this all along. Just by the sight of her nipples cutting through the bra like glass was enough to make him come. But he didn’t want to show that weak side of him, so he settled with biting down on his lip so harshly it was ready to leak blood. 

“Wanna help me out?” She teasingly rubbed her fingers over the bra right on the nipples, smiling in secret when he lowly growled and headed towards her. 

He was never the man to let a tease take over him. She wouldn’t walk away with that smirk on his face as long as he would have her in his hands. 

It took him a split second to have his fingers hooked around the bra clasp and with one flick managed to open and threw it to the pile of clothes. She was even surprised, but before she could say something she lowly moaned by him cupping her breasts in his large hands. 

“You know,” She spoke in a weak voice, eyes clothes and jaw hanging when he had attached his lips to one of the hardened buds, sucking lightly. 

“We don’t have much time I have a meeting coming up in like five minutes or something.” 

A huge smile came to Ashton’s face by her words and he was quick to pull his pants down to his angles and pull her down to the end of the desk. In the process he also managed to rip off her skirt along with her nylon thighs, showing her lace thong. 

But when Y/N meant five minutes, she most probably hadn’t taken a look at the time and when the suddenly beep came from her voice over machine she pressed down at the bottom and pulled Ashton down for another kiss.

“What?” She almost said through gritted teeth when hearing her assistant make a small sound and shift in her seat. 

“Mr. Carade is here to see you for your 5 o’clock meeting, should I send him in?” 

She almost had to hold in a laugh, too focused on Ashton to even probably hear what her assistant had to say. But it wasn’t until Ashton stuck his hand down her panties that she reacted properly and coughed lightly. 

“Send him in the guest room and server him some tea, I will be ready in few minutes.” She was looking at Ashton breathlessly throughout the whole time, feeling his thumb ghost lightly over her clit. 

It was an unsure noise that came from her assistant along with a tiny okay before she hung up on the speaker and left them to peace again.

But it didn’t take them long to rush again, Ashton pulling Y/N from the table to have her standing with her back pressed against his warm and sweaty chest. 

“I know one position that will make you see stars before I’ve even thrusted in.” He mumbled against her ear and slowly ran his hands over her stomach, just to be a little motherfucking tease himself.

She was breathing heavily against his chest, looking straight out of the window focusing on nothing particular. She couldn’t tell if she was supposed to say something or not confused if Ashton wanted a go or not but when he pulled down her panties and she felt his member against her thigh she knew what was going to happen. 

“I hope this is fucking big enough.” He mumbled behind her and she assumed it was the condom he was having trouble with, the sudden silver package touching her thigh and falling in front of her feet. 

“Good thing I’m only fucking you for a minute because otherwise we would have to use other opportunities.” 

She felt a light push down her back and pressed her chest against the desk, feeling a pencil dig into her shoulder and she threw it almost violently towards the floor without hesitation. 

“Calm down princess.” Ashton said almost amused and leaned down with his member between her thighs, feeling the wetness around her folds.

“I’m the one supposed to be aggressive here.” 

She almost whimpered beneath his touch, the sudden reversed roles weren’t something she was fond of. She was getting impatient and if she was anything like Ashton she hated waiting. 

“Uh huh.” He grabbed her hips to make sure she wouldn’t move or grind against him, a huge groan coming from her in reaction.

“You have to say the magical words.”

“Please for the love of god Ashton!” She wasn’t hesitating and it was spoiling her desperation and her horniness. He also had to hold in everything to not pound into her already because he still had a mission he needed to complete. 

“That’s not what I’m looking for.” He leaned against her ear again and paused, “I want you to say that you won’t nag yourself into my business anymore or have any future plans about taking over my hotel for the rest of your days.” 

“What?!” She exclaimed in a high pitched voice, looking over her shoulder to get eye contact with him.

“You must be crazy.”

“Fine, fine then.” He slowly started to pull away from her again and a huge smirk came to his face when she whimpered and almost begged him to go back in. He was having a hard time himself but it had to be done. 

“Okay, okay Ashton! You fucking win just-, For the love of god don’t stop what you’re doing okay.” 

It was sweet music coming to his ears and he finally allowed to give himself in. 

It was pure pleasure to feel her warm walls against his member, allowing himself to take control of everything and anything. He got what he came for and how he also got a bonus. 

She was in paradise now, she could feel her knees shaking by the anticipation. The way he was pacing in and out of her while digging his fingertips into her hip would most probably bruise, but now it was only a turn on.

She was so concentrated on everything that she barely heard the faint sound of a buzz coming from her speaker once again, she didn’t have the time and it was also the reason why she gave it a light push down to the rest of her stuff that Ashton had knocked down. 

“It-, It needs to go faster.” She moaned, trying to hold it down because even if they were at a secluded area alone, the walls wouldn’t be thick enough to not hear what they had been doing. 

He nodded his head in agreement and continued to slapping into her, the sounds mixed by their breaths and the desk constantly getting a push. If Y/N wouldn’t get bruises on her hips she would most definitely get it around the lower part of her stomach. 

To speed up the process as well he moved his hand so it was pressed against the desk and made sure she was hovering even more over it if it was possible, just to give her g-spot a little bit of pleasure.

That was definitely working because she started to shake and her moans were higher pitched and frequent. It was making Ashton having such hard time not to come, he wanted to be the gentleman despite having hate for this woman. 

Now that he had gotten what he wanted he sure as hell could do a little favor for her. 

It was like a jolt ran through her body when he pressed his thumb against her sensitive clit, feeling it throb beneath his touch and circled around it to speed up the process. 

“I’m gonna-, Oh god…” She couldn’t finish her sentence but the way her body reacted spoiled everything. The way her knees were shaking and her breathing had gone completely, coming back in small pants along with a moan.

It was enough to send Ashton through heaven as well, feeling himself load into the condom and holding onto her for dear life. They were both completely out of breath and stayed in the say position until he was done and when she wasn’t shaking.

She was sensitive there was no doubt especially because they had skipped the foreplay so when he had to pull out he did it very carefully. It also took them a full on minute just staring at each other before they decided to put on their clothes. 

“We’ll I’ve never done that before.” She was the first to say something, trying to break the awkward silence and Ashton laughed quietly while buttoning up his shirt. 

He looked down at her as she buttoned her up her own shirt and made sure her hair wasn’t as messy, taking a look in the mirror reflection to try not look like someone who literally just had sex on the office.

“Well uh-, I think that was it.” He commented when all his clothes were back, it was unfortunate because was a sweaty mess and it was visible through his desk shirt. 

He looked down at her unsure whether or not to lean down but as he did she lightly pushed him away in the chest with a laugh.

“Until next time Y/L/N.” They followed each other towards the door just to prove to both their assistants that they hadn’t ripped each other’s throats out or pushed someone out of the window. 

“How did it go?” Luke questioned and pushed up the glasses on his nose the second he could speak with Ashton under four eyes.

“Did you tell her off?”

“Yeah,” Ashton responded a bit unsure and ran his hands through his sweaty curls. He nodded his head in confirmation to his own words and looked over his shoulder as they headed towards the elevator, Y/N talking with her assistant but coincidentally she looked over at his direction suddenly with a small wink.

“I think I did.”

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[cal-puddies]

Could you do one where Cal brings you lunch at work and sneaks you off for a quickie?

You squeal as Cal’s large hands wrap around your waist from behind.

“Baby, it’s just me.” He coos.

“Oh god Cal.” You sigh, turning and wrapping your arms around his neck. “What are you doing here?”

“Missed you. So I wanted to get you lunch, hoping I could get you off campus for a bit?” He says, pecking your lips.

“Yeah… let me look at my schedule real quick.” You pull away and look at your computer. “I’ve got about an hour.” You admit.

“K… I’ve got a plan.” He grabs your hand and pulls you to his Range Rover. He drives by most of the food places, and parks in a secluded area. “Um, will you take your panties off and get in the back seat?” He asks.

“S’cuse me?” You ask, looking around.

“Baby… I’m aching, have been since you got out of bed this morning. Just wanna… push in.” He explains, leaning across the console, kissing on your neck. “Know you’re excited, thinking about it.” He whispers in your ear. His hand slips under the hem of your dress and his fingers brush against your panties.

You bite your lip, but you push your hips up and slide your panties down before climbing in the back. Calum takes no time following you. He’s on his knees between yours, slicking his tongue through your folds to get you worked up.

When he finally gets up and gets his pants down and sinks in, you both moan out. Your legs wrap around his hips and Cal builds his rhythm, pressing his lips against your body over your dress. His hands grip and grope every inch of you.

He spills his cum into you, and his head rests against your chest as you hold tight to him with your legs. You’re fingers gently scratch at his scalp.

“Fuck baby.” He looks up at you and pulls your head for a kiss. “Thank you.”

“Thank you baby. But you really do owe me lunch now.” You smirk.

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