#ashton irwin dirty imagine

[5sosunited101]

It would mean the world to me if more people read my book on Wattpad. This story is going to be written based off comments. I want my reader to connect with this story so which member of 5 seconds of summer is the main character is up to the reader to help me decide and future content will follow once that’s be picked. Please help me make this a story for you by reading what’s already written and comment you thoughts

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[completemessash]

You hate me, don't you? (Part 1)

notes: I’m having a bad day, then my family did nothing but berate me, I’m in my self-conscious feels today, so yeah, this imagine is intense, I would say, cuz writing this stuff makes me calm down. Be warned xx

Warnings: SMUT, degradation, dirty talk, fingering, humiliation

xxx

“You’re a bitch”

You looked up from where you had been sorting Luke’s makeup, so you would be ready to get started with your job once the band turned up. Working for 5 Seconds of Summer was your dream job, but you hadn’t expected to be treated like air.

Well, three of four members were polite, said hi, how are you and goodbye, and you didn’t expect any more, you only worked for them after all.

Ashton, though, seemed to have a problem with you. He hadn’t said a word to you once in the past two months, wouldn’t even look you in the eyes.

And now this.

“Huh?”, you made, meeting his hazel eyes for the very first time. You must have misheard him because you knew that this would not just be the first thing that Ashton Irwin would ever say to you.

“You’re a bitch”

Okaaay, so he did say that. But you had dealt with pissed off bosses before, so you took a slow and deep breath, then asked: “Mr Irwin, is there any way I can help you?”

His jaw visibly clenched upon seeing you stay this friendly.

“I want you to stop this bullshit”

“Excuse me, I am afraid I do not know what you-“

“You know what I fucking mean”, with two steps he was invading your personal space, crowding you against the makeup table.

He was towering over you and you were losing your composure. “I – I don’t know –“

“You’re trying to separate the band”

Your eyebrows shot up and your mouth opened. Flabbergasted was the only way to describe how you were feeling.

Before you could answer, he continued: “Don’t fucking try being stupid with me. You’re treating everyone with this fake friendly act but you ignore me. But I’ll tell you what, you won’t get me kicked out of the band”

“And I’ll tell you something, Mr Irwin”, you lifted your chin to get closer to his face in a hopefully intimidating way, “You treat me like I’m shit on your shoe all the time, so all I am doing is trying not to get on your nerves and stepping out of your way since you seem to dislike me so much. I don’t give a flying fuck about kicking you out of anything or what not”

Okay, maybe you had messed up the trying to stay professional thing by the end. You could definitely get fired for using such words towards him.

“You’re lying”, his voice was a dangerous whisper, “And I know you want me”

You blinked, irritated by his statement. “What?”

“You want me”, he repeated and you had to ball your hands up into fists to refrain from slapping him across the face for the arrogant tone he was using now, “It’s written all over your face. Bet you’re dripping for me already, aren’t you?”

You let out that long deep breath you had taken in earlier. “Listen”, you gave your best to not hiss at him, “not everyone thinks you’re the hottest shit alive. I know your ego is the size of a rocket ship but guess what, I am here to work not to fuck the oh so cool, oh so hot, oh so rich drummer”

His lips pressed together in a tight line like you had hit a nerve with those words.

“I know you’re lying”, he said through gritted teeth.

“Whatever”, you sighed, turning back around towards the makeup on the table, “I don’t have time for this, Mr Irwin, so if you’d excuse me, I have to prepare-“

“They’re not coming until in half an hour”, he said referring to his bandmates. Before you could say anything, he had gripped your waist, roughly pulling your body flush against him.

“Tell me you want me”, his voice was deep. Sadly so deep that you could feel yourself getting wet, just like he was so sure you were. Fuck him and his stupid cockiness.

“W-“

“Tell me”, he repeated, his long fingers pressing bruises into your hips, “I’ll let you go if you say you don’t want this. That won’t change the fact that your little pussy is clenching for me but I’ll let you go, I’m not a monster”

“I doubt that”, you grumbled, crossing your arms over your chest.

You could feel his grip lessen at your words and you immediately felt bad for implyingly accusing him of pressuring you into anything you wouldn’t want. So you pushed back against his hips, pushing your ass into his crotch.

“You seem tiny”, you grumbled, knowing this was the weakest insult you could have thought of but you had to say something to try and keep up the act of totally not at all not even a little being into this.

“Sure”, he wasn’t even hurt by your words, which really annoyed you.

You wanted to make another comment, something about him being all talk and no action, but before you could speak up again, he had pushed your leggings that you were wearing under an oversized hoodie today, down, one hand still around your waist to keep you pressed against him, the other sliding into the front of your now exposed panties.

The groan the left him when he felt wetness coating his fingers as he pushed them between your lips, went right into your ear.

You had to bite your lip to keep from making any sounds as well. His long fingers rubbed over your entrance, up to your clit and back down, making you wet everywhere. He groaned again, when he had spread enough to easily glide up and down.

You tried hard to keep your face relaxed, trying not to give away how good his fingers felt, but when he pushed his pointer finger inside, your mouth dropped open and you couldn’t stop the small gasp from leaving your lips.

Without looking up, you knew Ashton was grinning in the most annoying and arrogant way right now. Two more fingers pushed inside you shortly after and just when you were considering dropping your pride and pushing back on them with a moan, he stopped.

“Told you, you’re wet for me”, Ashton said, scruffy chin resting on your shoulder when he pulled his hand out of your underwear to show you his glistening fingers.

The first time you had met Ashton Irwin’s eyes was already in a way you would not have thought, but the second time being when he was licking your juices off his own fingers was definitely not anything you would have ever expected.

#5sos #5sos fanfic #5sos fic #5sos x reader #5 seconds of summer #5sos imagine #5sos smut #ashton 5sos #ashton irwin #ashton irwin smut #ashton irwin fanfic #ashton x reader #completemessash #masterlist #smut #5sos x reader smut #completemessash smut

[starbabyg]

Who I write for;

Just to let anyone who wants to request any imagines and such, and for my masterlist here’s a list of who I write for. [You can always ask me to write for anyone who isn’t on this list, these are just my faves and people I really wanna write for].

Nhl Boys

Jack Hughes [New Jersey Devils]

Juraj Slafkovsky [Montreal Canadiens]

Mitch Marner [Toronto Maple Leafs]

Thomas Bordeleau [San Jose Sharks]

Quinn Hughes [Vancouver Canucks]

Luke’s Hughes [UMich]

Nico Hischier [New Jersey Devils]

Trevor Zegras [Anaheim Ducks]

Actors

Cody Fern

Timothee Chalamet

Evan Peters

Aaron Taylor Johnson

Finn Wolfhard

Jacob Elordi

Tom Holland

Musicians

Jesse Rutherford

Luke Hemmings

Calum Hood

Ashton Irwin

Michael Clifford

Rappers

Gucci Mane

A$ap Rocky

Young Slo Be

Yatta

EBK Bckdoe

Pimp Tobi

Tay K

NBA Youngboy

Travis Scott

Roddy Rich

G Herbo

Shootergang Jojo

LordeTheTopScore

A Boogie

Method Man

Ol Dirty Bastard

Television Characters

Carl Gallagher [Shameless]

Lip Gallagher [Shameless]

Gallavich [Shameless]

Ason Unique [Wutang Saga]

Bobby Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Shotgun/Method Man [Wutang Saga]

Dennis Cole/DLover [Wutang Saga]

Sha/Raekwon [Wutang Saga]

Divine Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Mike Wheeler [Stranger Things]

Michael Langdon [American Horror Story]

Xavier Plympton [American Horror Story]

Duncan Shepherd [House of Cards]

Movie Characters

Jim Mason [Tribes of Palos Verdes]

Tangerine [Bullet Train]

Dave Lizewski/Kick Ass [Kick Ass]

Nick Sheff [Beautiful Boy]

Kyle Scheible [Lady Bird]

Prince Hal [The King]

Peter Parker [Spiderman] (Both Tom and Andrew version)

Richie Tozier [IT]

Anime

Katsuki Bakugou [My Hero]

Shoto Todoroki [My Hero]

Izuku Midoriya [My Hero]

Eijiro Kirishima [My Hero]

Denki Kaminari [My Hero]

Hitoshi Shinso [My Hero]

Soma Yukihira [Food Wars]

Death The Kid [Soul Eater]

Soul Eater Evans [Soul Eater]

#starbabyg masterlist #starbabyg #masterlist #fic Masterlist #hockey fic #nhl #nhl boys #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #Jack hughes #Quinn hughes #luke hughes #nico hischier #thomas bordeleau #juraj slafkovsky #mitch marner #tom holland #timothee chamalet #cody fern #evan peters #aaron taylor johnson #my hero academia #food wars #soma yukihira #soul eater #death the kid #bakugou katsuki #Todoroki #finn wolfhard #anime

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Ashton-centric Masterlist

Cry (ao3) - SinisterMind T, 3k

Summary: The one where Ashton never cries until he reaches the breaking point

Four Tickets to Barbie, Please (ao3) - SinkingAperol T, 1k

Summary: Calum finds himself looking at Ashton, again. There’s something so irresistible about Ashton Irwin. Maybe it’s his slightly sunburnt cheeks, which are less prominent in the theater’s light, but still present. Or his dimples. God, Calum loves his dimples the most. Though, it could also be the speckles of brown in Ashton’s eyes. Like little stars in a grand night sky. Whatever it is, it’s right here. Just in Calum’s reach. He fucking loves that dearly.

But he knows he mustn’t stare. It’ll distract him from the impending movie.

Ildsjel - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) Luke/Ashton M, 4k

Summary: It’s a heavy suit of armour, Luke knows. It creates bruises and dents on Ashton’s beautiful body, and despite how much Ashton loves it, despite how proud he is of all the personal growth he’s had to do to be able to wear it seamlessly and move gracefully in it, it still weighs him down and becomes more of a burden than a helpful tool on occasion.

He needs to take it off sometimes to let his body heal and regenerate new strength to be ready for the next time he’s expected to put it on.

Luke appreciates being the person who most often gets to help Ashton disarmour; it’s a privilege he’s never taken for granted.

Inhale for Me, Exhale For Me and Blow (ao3) - orphan_account OT4 E, 5k

Summary: request: OT4 with Ashton being a little slut that has a dirty mouth and his masters (calum Michael and Luke) punish him in a motel room and they start off with deep throating him until they all cum and the calum fucks his ass and pees all over the sheets and Michael gets a chain and clip them to Ashton's nipples and Luke cums all over Ashton's body and then they all put ice over Ashton's cock

I Want It All (ao3) - pommedhappy OT4 E, 11k

Summary: Ashton gaps when the wet and warm tongue licks another flat stripe, causing feelings he never imagined before. He didn’t expect for it to be so good, he didn’t expect himself to like it at all. But, of course, Luke is amazing at it. The younger boy is amazing at everything he does, so maybe Ashton should have known it, really. But he didn’t think his friend would be so keen on making him feel incredible.

Ashton always takes care of his boys, whatever they need. But he never had been at the receiving end. Until he is.

"Please Don't" (ao3) - LarryLashton98 E, 3k

Summary: Ashton wakes up disorient, tied to a chair, and drenched in gasoline. The other boys are there, but they don't seem keen to help...

Promises are meant to be kept (But its so hard) (ao3) - notgonnamessthisup N/R, 2k

Summary: Calum's eyes raked up and down his body and Ashton felt like he had gotten caught doing something he shouldn't. "You're stone-cold sober" He simply stated before turning around and walking towards the table

or

The story about how Ashton chooses sobriety but is incapable of being vulnerable so he tries to keep it a secret. His friends find out

The Darkest Night Never Felt So Bright With You By My Side (ao3) - ktan Calum/Ashton G, 1k

Summary: Ashton had struggled with mental health problems and depression in the past and had even gone as far as cutting, but he had stopped a couple years ago due to encouragement from his fans and band. He still had off days where his dark, unwanted, and occasionally suicidal thoughts came back to haunt him, but he had gotten better at keeping them at bay. The last few days, though, were a different story.

or

Ashton has learned how to handle his depression and suicidal thoughts better, but they never go away completely. He had been struggling recently and was near his breaking point when Calum comes by his hotel room and all his walls crumble.

the nerve of repressed emotions (ao3) - allmywill OT4 E, 3k

Summary: Ashton danced around the subject for quite a while in his head. The overwhelming fear of rejection and acceptance kept him at bay. He thought about all the outcomes, and he decided it was best not to say anything at all. Despite his decision, the day comes when he spills his guts. It always does.

Too hot for Mexico (ao3) - niallistoocute102030 T, 602

Summary: 5SOS are currently on tour in Mexico when the heat causes Ashton to pass out.

Based on the interview where Michael said Ash passed out which now isn't on Youtube.

Touchy - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) OT4 T, 7k

Summary: Ashton has eye surgery and the boys take care of him.

Viewing Death Or Succumbing To It (ao3) - whereyoustand T, 3k

Summary: Ashton couldn't sleep that night, his chest ached with pain as he thought about his future and life. He tossed and turned in bed, sighing as he stared up at the ceiling. Judgement and doubt clouded his thoughts. He couldn't breathe, what was the point of living.

OR

Ashton decides he wants to take his own life.

wanna share? - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) Calum/Ashton, Michael/Luke T, 10k

Summary: Ashton supposes this is what he gets, though, for allowing the school to drop a random roommate in with him but he still expected to see the guy at least a little during the day

or, the one where Calum and Ashton are college roommates who only see each other at night.

Without Black, Colour Has No Depth (ao3) - whereyoustand T, 1k

Summary: "Shit, sorry! Can you tell me what colour?" Michael asked.

"Black. It's so black."

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OR: Ashton needs help.

you erode all of my edges (and make me into love) (ao3) - azsthztxc OT4 T, 4k

Summary: For all the people Ashton has loved, it never quite crossed his mind how differently love exists. That sure, somewhere within the love between friends and family, romantic partners and the kind of love you extend to random people that come through your life, Ashton definitely put together that not all feelings of love are the same.

But when it comes to loving Michael, Calum, and Luke, Ashton has found that it’s not quite as simple as clearly-cut categories between labels on relationships. He might even consider it wrong to confine the feelings he has for them—in both degree and complexity—into something as simple as just romantic infatuation or as cut-and-paste as seeing himself with them for the rest of his life. Ashton definitely does, don’t get him wrong, but for all the love he’s experienced and given, it’s strange to come to an awareness that even when you think love is the same—even when you might even want it to be—it’s not.

That, to Ashton at least, it’s less of differences in relationships and more of differences in people that we love, that inspire us to love differently.

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[aestheticwritingz]

- UPDATED MASTERLIST -

5SOS:

Strip (all boys) 

Luke Hemmings:

Mr. Hemmings 

Highschool 

Calum Hood: 

Dinner 

“Lessons” series:

part 1  part 2 part 3  part 4 part 5 

Mental Hospital pt. 1 Mental Hospital pt.2  

Making Love 

Sex

Ashton Irwin:

Jealous Boyfriend

Tour Bus 

First Time 

Michael Clifford:

Lap Dance 

Tease 

Harry Styles:

CEO Harry part 1

CEO Harry part 2

Police Officer 

Art  Work Relief

Liam Payne:

Daddy 

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[andiwantneedlusthenrycavill41482]

Birthday Girl Teaser

Birthday Girl

Teaser

I Hate Fucking Hate My Birthday With A Passion!

Knowing my luck, someone would remember my birthday. Hope they were ready to be decked because that is the first thing I would do. Ok, might not be such a good idea considering half of the majority of the clients were celebrities. Seriously, when was the last time someone famous even remembered the receptionist’s birthday?

Ok so far so good, no one had approached me to mention my birthday. No way to bring or draw attention to myself that was until I neared my desk when I saw a large bouquet of Salmon-colored roses. That just screamed it was someone’s birthday or anniversary. Whoever sent me the roses would be in deep, deep trouble. I noticed a card attached to the roses, good a clue as to who was on my hit list as of now for making it a bit obvious to any of my co-workers it was a day I would like to completely forget. I took a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear before I slipped the card off the roses to read.

Does your Birthday Wishlist include “Sex”? Because that’s what I got you. Happy Birthday. I know that you like me, so why not act on it.

Love,

Your secret admirer

Birthday Girl Will Officially Be Blowing Out Her 30 Fucking 9 Candles On April 14, 2021

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[kylescheiblehateclub]

I will defend Tomorrow Never Dies until the very end!! Everyone always talking about how Ashton never has vocals and how Calum deserves more solos AND TND IS THE SONG GUYS ITS THE SONG

Pay your respects

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[heck-yass-5sos-blog]

Better than him (Luke Hemmings SMUT)

So I’m new at this, and it will probably be quite crap, but everybody need some good ‘ole asshole Luke smut Description: Luke makes you cheat on your boyfriend, Ashton Warnings: SMUT (obviously), hair pulling, dirty talk (a little degrading), cheating, and of course Luke being a prick (which he obviously isn’t IRL, but prick’s can be kind of hot, so why not?)

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Everything was going great with your boyfriend; until you caught the eye of his best friend.

Luke Hemmings was never one for love - he found it irritating - when every relationship was only going to end in tears regardless. So, whenever Ashton would gush over you, he was always the first one to roll his eyes.

“Whatever mate,” he would say. That is, until he met you.

You were gorgeous: sexy body, perfect lips, and dangerous eyes. Trouble. He knew it as soon as he laid his eyes on you. There was no doubt in his mind that you were going to break Ashton’s heart. It was inevitable.

Yet, there was something about you.

Maybe it was the way you walked - so confident and sure of yourself, like you knew you could have any guy you wanted.

Maybe it was the way you bit your lip and looked away when he held eye contact with you - like you were picturing the dirtiest images of him.

Maybe it was those alluring eyes. Or maybe, Luke just couldn’t keep it in his pants. Either way, he knew one thing: he wanted you. And he always got what he wanted.

He was doing Ashton a favour. You were too good for him, too exciting to settle for the mild natured boy. Or at least, that’s what Luke told himself when he imagined himself fucking you senseless.

It was just too easy. He sent a message to your phone, pretending that he needed to talk to you about something important. And here you were.

It wasn’t weird, you thought, that you were at your boyfriend’s friend’s house. Your boyfriend’s highly attractive, and very flirty friend. Without Ashton.

No, it was completely normal.

What wasn’t normal though, was the way Luke was looking at you, with those dark blue eyes. Like you were prey, and he was the predator. Like he wanted to devour you.

Ash never looked at you like that.

“Where did you tell Ashton you were going?” Luke asks, his thick accent sending trails of fire through your body.

The question takes you by surprise, and you stutter out your response, “I-I um-”

He cuts you off, the corners of his mouth turning upward, “I’m guessing you lied then?”

Moving closer, his smile turns into a full on smirk as he tuts, “But why would you do that?”

You were sat on his couch, and he was a little too close for your liking. It made you not trust yourself, especially with the way he looked like he knew a secret you didn’t. God, he was so unnerving.

“Look, I thought you wanted to talk,” you mumble, swiftly changing the conversation.

Luke was leaning over you now, and your senses were overwhelmed with the scent of him. It was a sinful smell of something sweet and bitter - fruit presumably, and most likely liquor.

You jolt as he places a hand on your thigh, “Oh, I wanted to do more than just talk.”

Eyes widened, you gave him a look, expecting him to take his hand off. But he doesn’t. Instead, he draws lazy circles on your skin with his thumb.

“Luke-” you start, placing your hand on top of his, as if you’re going to stop him.

You’re not though - and you both know it. That’s why you’d been stealing looks at him all week. That’s why you didn’t tell your boyfriend where you were going.

You needed it just as much as Luke did.

He looks at you, hungrily, mockingly. It’s obvious you won’t stop him, “Y/N.”

Now, his hand travels higher, ghosting over your panties.

“Luke, this is wrong,” you struggle to keep your breathing even, not giving him the satisfaction of knowing the effect he has on you.

His brows raise, hand continuing to caress you, “It is. It’s wrong that you’ve come over to Ashton’s best mate’s house.”

Fingers brush over your lacy panties, ever so slightly, and you’re sure he can feel the wetness already. Your hips buck, and your breath hitches.

You couldn’t do this.

“It’s wrong that you lied to him.”

Luke bites his lip, and you notice the growing bulge in his jeans. Fuck. He rubs you through the thin material slowly, and you don’t stop him. It’s so wrong, but his touch ignites a burning desire within you that Ashton never has.

“It’s wrong that you’re soaking already though,” he pushes your underwear to the side, and rubs your wetness around to prove his point.

You feel your cheeks blaze with embarrassment, and you swallow thickly.

He plunges a long finger into you, and you let out an unexpected moan, rolling your hips in need. Those piercing eyes bore into your own, taking in your reaction as he curls his digit, hitting your G-spot.

Adorable: you close your eyes, crying out, your small hands clinging to his arm. Luke got why Ashton liked you so much.

“Fuck,” he groans, biting his lip harder, just trying to keep himself from fucking you right there.

Your body trembles as he adds another finger, keeping up his torturously slow pace. You ache with desire, so much it almost hurts.

You want Luke - no, you need him.

He leans closer, and you can taste his heavy breath - it’s intoxicating, “I’m gonna fuck you good, yeah? Better than Ash does, clearly.”

And there it is - the guilt. It pulls you back to realisation. It needed to stop, you couldn’t do this to Ashton. He didn’t deserve it.

“We can’t. Ashton,” you sob, grabbing Luke’s wrist, stopping him.

He looks down at you softly, using his other hand to wipe away the tear running down your cheek, “..never needs to know.”

You let out a shaky breath, and he places a strand of hair gently behind your ear, “You’re just at your mate’s, catching up. He’ll never find out.”

He’ll never find out.

It’s so wrong, you know that. But it’s something you need right now. You’ll worry about the guilt later.

So, you do something you’ve been imagining since the first time you laid eyes on Luke: you grab a handful of his shirt, and crash your lips against his. He wasted no time slipping his tongue into your mouth, skilfully moving it against your own.

Your earlier suspicions had been right - he had been drinking, and the taste was dangerously delicious.

The kiss is nothing like when you make out with Ashton. It’s desperate, intense, hot. Any gentleness from earlier had gone instantly, and his hands are all over you, squeezing your thighs. He grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head to the side, before hungrily suckling on your neck.

You whimper, running your hands over his stomach, feeling his abs, pulling at the hem of his shirt.

Luke pulls away, grinning at you with his reddened lips, and discards the shirt, much to your pleasure. He’s so damned hot. Then, he’s hiking up your dress, and pulling you on top of him, so you’re straddling him.

His rock hard cock is just beneath your pussy, and you’re drenched at the sensation. You grind against him wantonly, lifting your arms for him to pull your dress over your head.

Ablaze with need, you greedily lean into him, heatedly pushing his head to your boobs. He takes the hint, and latches his mouth to your nipple, teeth grazing over the bud, making you arch your back in pleasure.

You flush, cheeks reddened, looking at Luke from under lashes. You press onto him harder, a moan escaping your lips. You start to rock your hips back and forth, fingers digging into Luke’s shoulders.

If by some way possible, Luke gets harder. And you can feel his cock twitching beneath you.

Fuck. You wanted it. So bad.

It’s growing increasingly difficult to hold back as you rub yourself against him. Your blood is scorching through your body. The feeling of rough denim against your thin panties, pressed flush against your swollen clit, is driving you insane.

Luke can see how riled up you are (and he wondered if you were always this horny for Ashton, or was it just for him): your face flushed, head tilted back, and - fuck - was it turning him on.

He tensed his thigh, making you cry out, and grabbed your hips, pulling you down hard. You jolt, jerking uncontrollably.

Waves of fire wash through your body, and you push Luke’s hands away, feeling all too good. It’s hard to explain, but you need a moment to calm down. You struggle to steady your breathing, and bite down on your lip.

You’re too far gone to stop now - so - fuck it.

“Bet Ash can’t get you to come without even fucking you,” he teases, roughly grabbing your chin.

He licks a stripe down your neck and you shudder.

A smirk makes its way onto Luke’s face, and he licks his lips, “Babe, think you’re gonna need to cover those up.”

“What -” you use your phone’s camera as a mirror and gasp (ignoring the missed calls from Ashton). Deep purple marks are littered around your neck. So much for Ashton will never find out!

Shaking your head, you shove his chest, hard. “You fucking did that on purpose! What am I gonna do now!?”

You’re meant to be threatening, but he just finds it sexy.

Luke only lets out a low chuckle, pulling your hips down onto him again, sending shockwaves through your oversensitive clit, “You’re gonna get fucked by your boyfriend’s best mate, like the little slut you are.”

It should annoy you, him talking to you like that. It should piss you off, make you feel guilty even, But somehow his crude words manage to turn you on even more.

And he knows it, of course he fucking knows it.

But you can’t help it, your arousal is making you dizzy, and you need to feel him inside of you. Now.

“Fuck you,” you spit at him, clenching your jaw and putting on an annoyed facade.

Luke sees through it though, and grins, “Planning on it babe.”

Then it’s all too hasty. You’re pulling down your panties, and he’s taking off his jeans and boxers so you’re both naked. He pulls out a condom, ripping it open with his teeth, and rolls it over his length.

His cock stands hard, and your mouth waters. It’s thick. Perhaps, not as thick as Ashton’s, you think, but it’s also much longer.

Much longer.

It must be about eight inches, and you’re quivering just imagining it inside you.

Luke pushes you roughly, so you’re lying on the couch. He’s already grinding his hips against yours, intentionally teasing you by rubbing his tip against your exposed clit.

“I’m not like Ashton,” he states, running his hand down his shaft, lubing it with your wetness. “I won’t go gentle on you.”

You exhale deeply, getting particularly frustrated at him, “Don’t go gentle then. Just, do something!”

“Oh, I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’re screaming my name, babe,” he glares at you, thrusting into you with ease, filling you to the brim.

This prompts a high pitched cry from you. Your legs are already clamping around him, drawing him closer to you as he slams his hips against your own. It’s almost as if he’s aiming to leave you bruised to give you even more visual reminders of your infidelity.

You were certainly going to be sore tomorrow. But, in the best way.

Your boobs are bouncing from the impact of his thrusts, hands desperately roaming over his back, running your nails down his back in an attempt to get him back for the hickeys. This seems to backfire however, as he lets out a low groan, becoming even rougher. He slams over and over into your G-spot.

“Fuck! Luke,” you cry out, closing your legs around his waist even tighter.

He seems to like that, and brings his hand down to rub unforgiving circles on your clit, smirking at the way you moan and writhe beneath him.

“That’s it, scream my name.”

Luke continues to drive his hips into yours, and much like him, you’re not sure how much longer you’re going to last. “Luke, oh god!”

Your legs start to shake, and you heat up, searing pleasure blinding you as you clench around his cock, hoarsely crying his name as you reach your climax.

With a final thrust, Luke twitches, and promptly pulls out, rolling over to lie next to you, smirking, “You liked?”

“Fuck off,” you huff, already pulling on your clothes.

“Now, whenever he’s fucking you, you’ll be picturing me,” Luke laughs, “though I doubt he’ll even be able to get you off after that. You’ll be begging for my cock again.”

You narrow your eyes, “This was a one off, a mistake, okay. Just piss off.”

With that, you turn to leave, until he calls your name again. You stare at him expectantly, hands on hips.

His grin widens, “By the way, you might wanna buy a scarf or something to cover your neck.”

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[lukeysgirl]

valentine | c.t.h [smut]

concept: “we’re classic together like egyptian gold.” 

words: 6k+

warnings: dirty as fuck bc sex and foreplay and all that shit yknow

authors note: im back to writing kinda!!! hopefully i can continue my series, the note tree, as well as finish my fic about calums thighs. much to do! 

xx

I M A G I N E 

Brown eyes twinkle strongly upon the very sight of you as you pull on crimson stilettos. His gaze had been steady, his strong figure hovering over your smaller-in-comparison form. You could see his shadow behind you, smirking as you slipped on the other heel. Rising from the bed, you turn over to lock eyes with Calum, greeting him with a playful smirk. 

You allowed a giggle to slip out, “you like?” Calum had to swallow spit into his dried throat, plump lips agape and jaw just barely being held up. 

He walks towards you, having your eyes dart at his toned, veined hands coming over to scoop you at the waist. Gripping your gently, you felt the tips of his fingers just barely dent into your flesh as he began rubbing your sides up and down. Calum was more than content to admire the garnet dress that hugged your body nicely. 

“I absolutely love,” Calum utters, his voice hoarse with his breath just a bit taken away from your beauty and composure to his touch. “You look too gorgeous to be seen, though.” 

You puffed your cheeks after huffing, “it’s not that bad, is it?” 

It was a simple garnet, strapless dress you had found in a thrift shop and got it restored by a steady-hand tailor. It caught your attention immediately and had you convinced when you felt the cotton inside of it. Not only was it comfortable, but it made you feel sexy and confident. 

“I get quite jealous over you,” Calum hums playfully, one hand coming up to caress your cheek sweetly. “I can’t help myself when I have the honor to date someone has stunning as you.” 

Your cheeks tint crimson, “d’you mind not making my cheeks match my outfit, bug? We have to leave in a minute and I don’t want the boys assuming we’ve done something fluster-worthy.” 

Calum chuckles, his soft limps leaning to your forehead to bestow a gentle kiss on it. “I’ll grab one of my sweaters to bring just in case you get cold and then we can go downstairs. Sounds good?” 

“Perfect.”

You felt dismal when Calum reeled his hands from your body to go to the shared closet for a sweater. Your eyes wondered on your boyfriends body as he did so, admiring his outfit as the two of you decided to somewhat ‘match.’ 

His toned torso was loosely hugged by a gold, blouse-like shirt. It had walnut-colored buttons and a collar, almost like a long-sleeved polo but much airy. Of course, it had been tucked into the wait of his black skinny jeans by a Gucci belt. His feet were hugged by black leather, lace-up shoes, in which you bought when he had taken you to Italy for a small escape. He looked good. 

Too good.

“Alright baby, let’s go,” Calum announces, one hand holding a charcoal baseball jersey while the other offered to you. You smile, rushing carefully in your heels as you weave your fingers between his hard, callused ones. The two of you then descend downstairs and to the BMW awaiting to drive you two to Ashton’s house.

xx

“She looks absolutely gorgeous tonight, Calum.” 

There everyone had been at the party at Ashton’s place. People were ornate all over his large home, strobe lights beaming and their album blaring on shuffle. Bodies had been too close to one another, the situation become sweaty but too exciting to be bothered with the high occupation of space. 

Ashton spewed the compliment as the two sat on white stools by his home bar. He hadn’t looked sore to the eye either, seeking as he wore a simple white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and similar shoes as Calums (except, if you asked him, he’d immediately say his step-fathers closet). With beers in their hands, Calum couldn’t help but smile goofy. Half due to intoxication, but the rest in genuine fascination of you. 

“Doesn’t she?” Calum utters gently, his eyes set on your figure as you dance with a few lady friends you had met along the boys’ journey of making this album. Your hips swayed to the beat of ‘Want You Back’ with ease. “I’m so damn lucky, Ash.” 

The drummer nods in agreement, his large hand bringing the beer to his lips to take another swig, “you should find your way to her soon.” 

“Mm?” Calum hums in curiosity to his suggestion. 

“I think those to guys over there,” Ashton gestured to his burgundy couches near you, “are eyeing your woman.” 

Calum’s neck practically breaks as he turned his head to see the men that Ashton had made him aware of. And the curly-haired man was right: two slimy disgraces had their eyes placed on the thing that definitely wasn’t theirs to look at. 

“Thanks for the beer mate,” Calum mutters, his eyes not even blinking as he places the half-full beer on the bar table behind him. He gives Ashton a pound before bouncing from his stool and strolling towards you. Ashton allowed a chuckle to escape as he finished his beer and grabbed Calum’s unfinished one. 

As for you, you were dancing as if you had no care in the world. 

Alcohol had been slushing in your brain, but you had been indulging in the moment too much to be asked. With the ladies sharing it with you, you happily moved your hips while singing along to the song with the others who had been doing the same. 

“I know, you know,” you stretched your voice high and felt it break. “I,” you pointed to your chest before pointing to one of your girlfriends before you, “will never get over you!” 

Before you could utter another lyric, you felt an arm slide around your hip. Suddenly frightened, you instinctively try to pull away and turn. But then a sudden whiff of familiar cologne intoxicates you further and you find yourself at ease once more. “M’sorry for scaring you, baby.” 

Turning around, your rest your hands on Calum’s chest and smile contently, “hi, bug. When did you get here?” Calum chuckles before planting a kiss on your nose. You then watch as he turns over to the couch of men that had tortured his mind for a good minute. Your eyes follow and the two men seemed almost unfazed by Calums glare. “Baby, wass wrong?” 

“Those guys over there,” Calum spoke, his eyes not moving, “have been staring at you. As if you aren’t taken. As if you’re not mine.” 

“May I suggest?” You whispered, your hands snaking up to his collar to grab him closer. His attention was quickly placed on you as you smiled at him. “How about you don’t leave me alone?” 

Calum chuckles, having him lean closer to you. You could feel his hot breath tickle your lips, having all sound become mute in your ears. The scent of the beer he had drank was intoxicating you further, having you desperately itch for his lips to connect with yours. 

“I should have never left you alone in the first place.” 

With that, lips collide and you felt an intense rush of euphoria pour all over you. His coral lips were soft and inviting, feeling his warm tongue slide along your bottom lip. You couldn’t help but nip his top plump lip, desperate for more of him attacking your mouth. His tongue penetrates between your lips, swirling around your own. Calums hands slide down to your bottom, squeezing it as your hands eased up around his sweaty neck. 

It was embarrassing to think that your hormones had been explosive like fireworks, but Calum Hood tended to do that to you. During the most inconvenient moments, this man only dares to breath and you get excited from his mere existence. It almost bothered you to know that he had so much control over you without even lending a single touch. 

You suddenly wished for his lips to never part his, but of course, all good things come to an end. 

“Calum!” The two of you were brought back to reality, with the end of Want You Back reentering your ears. The voice calling for your boyfriend was no more that the Muke duo of Luke and Michael. Calum held you to the side as the dirty blonde and platinum blonde boys push through the crowd to be before you. 

“Boys,” you greeted with a yell. 

“Hi Y/N!” Luke cheered with a bubbly wave, having you giggle as his curls danced with the bobbing of his head. He then turns to the Maori boy, who seemed quite vexed. But the two boys were oblivious of it as Luke holds his shoulder, “we’re performing, like, now.” 

“Uh, what?” Calum was deadpanned. Michael quickly joined as he held his other shoulder. 

“What do you want to perform?” Michael asks, having Calum taken aback at the sudden pressure. His lips were open but nothing came out, having you giggle a bit as the two boys intensely gazed at their fellow band mate. 

“Fucking,” he starts, “I don’t know, you guys pick!” Michael stares at Calum distantly as Luke gives up and looks over to you. His large hands cup your bare shoulders, having Calum once again glare at his touch upon you. 

“Y/N, it’s all up to you now,” Luke presses. “Choose a song.” 

“Eh?” Your heart was racing again, having the pressure handed over to you as you looked into Luke’s ocean eyes. He was counting on you and you were too drunk to even really comprehend his request. “I-I think...” 

“Luke, hands,” Calum hissed, but the loud sound of the crowd was far too deafening for Luke. “Luke!” 

“Hold on!” Luke spat, having you quickly think up which songs had Calum’s best vocals. What is it again? That one course from Sonic Riders... 

“Luke!” 

“Babylon!” All the boys stared at you, with a bit of the surrounding crowd giving you a look from your sudden loudness. Your cheeks flushed more than it had already been when your lips were loving on Calums. “S-sing Babylon,” you repeat, your voice much lower.” 

“Lifesaver,” Luke breathes, having Michael rush towards the stage with an ecstatic scream, having the crowd he runs past cheer and give him pats. You couldn’t help but giggle as Calum ripped Luke’s hold of you and had him chased away to the stage as well. 

“Hey,” Calum begins quietly, his hands back on your waist as you two locked eyes, “keep your eyes on me please?” 

“There’s nothing else I want to look at,” you reply quietly, puckering your lips. He chuckles before obliging, giving you a loving peck on the lips before trailing the other boys and bouncing on stage. But you soon followed in the chase, wanting to be at the very front to see the boys play on the ‘stage,’ which had just been Ashton’s living room. 

“Hey!” Ashton quickly yelled into his mic, which was always way smaller than his hand every time he gripped it, “we’re 5 Seconds of Summer, but if you’re here, you must obviously know that.” He itched out a few laughs from the crowd, including yourself. 

The crowd encourages, including yourself, as you all clap and holler for the boys. Ashton picks up his drumming sticks and bashes it with each number he yells. Once he hit 3, Michael quickly begins a gentle strum on his guitar. Then Calum walks up to his mic, having your heart stop as you stand before him. 

“I thought we had a place, just our place, our home base, my headspace,” Calum sings, winking at you as his bass hung from his body.   

You had been mouthing the words along with him, his eyes refusing to leave yours as he sang. He was ever so handsome, with that defined jawline and lips plump and lip from swiping his tongue on it after every few lines. His small, black curls had been matted on his forehead, but the sweat made his tan glisten and he only looked that much more handsome. 

Music no longer sounds and you’re stuck in a trance under Calum’s gaze. 

You loved him. No, you adored him. Everything about his bashful personality and that very squishy face of his had made him one of the most perfect beings to ever exist on the earth. When you had met him, you were pretty much a bittersweet deal. Sly remarks and sarcastic comments had somehow captured his heart and you two were suddenly in a tango worth of a relationship. 

Calum fell in love with you with ease it seemed. He loved the way you could defend yourself with that very spicy personality of yours. He loved the way you acted shy and get all fuzzy inside whenever you two were alone and he had told you words that made you melt. He loved getting to hear your words and watch you as you just exist in his life. 

You were everything to him. The air he breathes, the music he listens to. You’re the inspiration that drips all his lyrics into those very lyric journals of his. You are the very thing that makes him want to do the things he could’ve never imagined. Calum has made it to the point in which he cannot see his life without you in it and you felt the exact same way with a happy smile and a mental ‘ditto.’

Before you realized it, the song had come to an end and only cheers were to be heard all around. 

But your eyes had stuck on your boyfriend as he returned his bass on its holder and made his way to you. Hands once more attached to your hips, you looked at him with glowing eyes and a permanent smile. Calum’s lips couldn’t help but curve themselves into a grin as well as he leaned and planted a gentle kiss on your lips. 

“How’d I do?” He asked, his breath hot and tingling upon your lips. His breath was practically out, sweat melting out of his pores as you stared at him nice and well. Calum’s voice was just a bit hoarse after singing, but it did just a bit too much to your body. 

“Horrid,” you joked, “absolutely garbage, babe.” 

Calum playfully frowns. He lifts one hand up to your nose and pinches it just enough not to hurt but to bring discomfort. “You’re quite rude, love.” 

“Excuse yourself,” you huffed, weakly slapping away his hand as the two of you share laughs. Before you two could continue your small chat, Luke comes to your two with Sierra wrapped under his arm. 

Y/N!” Luke slurred, having you guess that he was also pretty drunk, “did we suck?” 

You giggle, watching as his curly blonde hair falls perfectly upon Sierra’s light oak hair. “You didn’t suck too bad. I think Calum performed the worst, don’t you think?” Luke snorts, having Calum pinch your side as you attempt to move away from him. “Aye!” 

“You were being rude, mind you,” Calum gushes, having his arm keep hold of you during your attempts to escape his hold. Sierra and Luke laughs as you give in and allow Calum to hold you however he pleases. 

“I just noticed,” Sierra hums, one finger waging about the both of you, “are you guys supposed to be like, matching kind of?” You could feel Calum’s huge grin as he begins fixing his new hold on you. 

“Yeah,” you grinned, reaching behind as Calum decided to hold you from the back. You pinched the shoulder of his yellow shirt, “’we’re classic together like Egyptian gold,’“ you say with your index and middle fingers being curled. “And since the song is called ‘Valentine,’ I figured I’d dress in red.” 

Sierra squealed, “you guys are too cute!” 

Calum allows an exuberant grin to form at his lips, “more like she’s the cute one. I’m honestly just her accessory.” You rolled your eyes, jerking your bottom against his crotch friskily. 

“More like he’s a liar and it’s the other way around,” you insisted, your cheeks flushed from his cute comment anyways as Calum’s hold around your torso tightens just a bit. You had always felt safe in his built arms, feeling the sweaty muscles of his upper arms protect your shoulders kindly. 

Luke shrugs, “I dunno, I think Calum might honestly be her accessory.” 

As Sierra and you laugh at him, you suddenly feel a bulge dig into your behind. Your cheeks began to burn hotter as you bought your hands up to cover his own rather huge ones. He begins to wiggle it about, having your pussy throb from eagerness and desire. You begged that Sierra and Luke were continuing the conversation as though you two were listening and barely being aware that you two were actually the complete opposite of. What you were truly waiting for was for Calum to say or do anything else but make you more frustratingly horny. 

He then brings his plump lips to your ear, nibbling the lobe politely before whispering, “I want you upstairs to the guest room. Now.” 

You gulped, allowing the party to reenter your attention span. ‘Talk Fast’ blares from the speakers while the crowds talks and cheers roared between the lyrics. Sierra and Luke were distracted by it (thank the lord) as Luke sings to her completely piss drunk. 

Your needy characteristic began to taunt you in twinges as you feel Calum let you go. Your intoxicated state was still driving you for most of the party as you felt a little light headed but with an abundance of energy soaring through your bones. You went closer to the two before you and spill, “I’m going to use the bathroom, guys.” 

Sierra and Luke nod before the very tall man returns to bobbing his head intensely as Sierra attempts to keep at his pace. You glance back at your lover, giving him a seductive smile before walking through the crowd to find your way to the staircase. You ensured to walk with your curves just going side to side as you made your way to the staircase. 

Quickly, with a gentle tread, you ascend the stairs and begin your way down the hall. Your heels clicked down against the white tiles, listening to them clink as ‘Talk Fast’ begins to sound muffled. You find the room you had aimed for, your hand on the cool gold knob as you give it a twist and enter the room. 

It was always a nice guest room, if you were asked. Walls splashed a light grey with one wall decorated with the inside of bamboo. A warm cream carpet swallowed the floor with paintings of pastel flowers in the forms of constellations. Light bulbs hung casually from the ceiling in lanterns, giving the room a fair dimness with lamps by the bedside tables just in case the room is requested to be brighter. Then there was the king sized bed, ornate with mint and pearl-white sheets, blankets, and pillow covers. 

A kind smell of lavender enters your nose as you close the door behind you. Removing your stilettos, your feet were happily free and content to feel the carpet right underneath. You could feel the beat of the song blast right at your feet, the vibrations coursing through your body with ease. You had almost feel bad to rid of the nice scent and generous feeling of the room, knowing what Calum’s plan was to do in it. 

But thankfully you didn’t have to think on it long as a few seconds later, Calum enters the room. 

“Baby girl,” Calum quietly emits, closing the door and locking it with a ‘click’ sound. You turn to face him, seeing him glow from the sweat and the very sight of you. His black curls were matted on his forehead, his chubby cheeks flushed and his plump lips shiny and absolutely inviting. 

“You just gonna stand there,” you begin, a mischievous smirk playing at your lips, “or are you gonna do something?” Calum bites his bottom lip, pearly whites just barely showing before he goes to you. 

“Baby, don’t tempt me so much,” he growls, hands latching to your hips to gently push you behind on the bed. Your heart races like mad as Calum hovers you, his shadow coating your body below you. “I’m already hard as is.” 

“Then maybe you should do something about it,” you whisper, looking into his brown orbs with poppy-seed pupils dilating just at your words. 

Immediately, Calum’s lips find themselves on your neck, attaching them with ease. You could feel him suck your flesh eagerly, feeling the pain mixed with pleasure from his marking. Your heart beat focuses on your neck as you feel Calum still your breath on the very spot he focuses on. You find your hands burning for something to hold as you grip upon his flowing yellow shirt. 

“You okay, baby?” He whispers on your neck, having you silently nod in confirmation. You could feel a smile press against your neck as he slides his tongue on the deep bruise he has made. “Just making sure.” 

His hand goes to grab the dress by your stomach, but your hands latch around his wrist to stop him. “Calum, if you rip off my dress, I will be going home nude.” Calum immediately lets go, his cheeks flushing. 

“M’sorry,” Calum mutters shyly, “I forgot we weren’t home.” 

Attempting to wash away the awkwardness, Calum’s hand crawls up to the chest area of the strapless and aggressively pulls it down to reveal your lovely breasts. You always looked away, feeling ever so shy whenever Calum looked at your body. He’s already seen it countless times, but you’ll never resist looking away. 

“Beautiful.” The tips of his fingers lightly graze down the center of your chest, feeling goosebumps rise all over your collarbones and shoulders. Your mounds feel the cool air, with your buds perking up from the exposure. Calum’s touch is lifted to only then grab your right breasts. 

“F-fuck, Calum,” you moan, head thrown back as he gives it slow, kind squeezes. Calum loved your chest so much, adoring it’s softness and their personal perfection. He leans his head down to latch his lips on the other, feeling the very crowns of his teeth tug at your nipple with ease. He sucked harshly, having your body subconsciously thrust up against his own. 

“Yes, darlin’?” He hummed against your breast, feeling his hot breath pour all over your bud as you felt jolts of hormones strike your flower. Calum could feel you lightly squirming under him, yielding a cocky smirk from him. “It seems like you want something, yeah?” 

“Mm..hm..” you just barely force out, feeling your nipple being twisted and tugged between his callused fingers. “Y-you know what I want...” Calum raises an eyebrow, lowering his head down to once more pay attention to your breast. 

“I haven’t got a clue actually.” Calum plays dumb, “you’re gonna have to tell me, beautiful.” His teeth nibble down at your breast towards the very in between of them, sucking and tugging in order to produce yet another bruise. 

“Fuck o-off Calum,” you growl through your gritted teeth, “you have every f-fucking clue...” 

“Do I?” He remarks, dragging his tongue to your other breast that he’s being handsy with. 

“You do.” Your toes were practically curling, feeling your panties drown in your juices. “Calum, p-please...” 

“Please what?” Calum murmurs against your skin, running your blood absolutely wild. “You have to use your words, Y/N. Tell me what you want.” 

He resumed taunting you with his glorious touch and sinful lips, leaving marks that you’ve completely lost count for. His knee was dug into the bed and right between your legs, having them forced to be separated. His other arm was keeping him up, his hand just next to your neck as he resumed pushing you to the edge. 

“Calum!” You squealed right then, having Calum halt all his actions, “p-please fuck my pussy...” 

You could feel Calum grinning above you, having you keep your eyes locked on the side somewhere. Your thoughts were just clouded with the thoughts of Calum and him going down on you, but you knew that those thoughts only led to a wetter pussy and a cherry-like face. But you felt your suspicions run high as Calum had continued to do nothing while still hovering above you. 

“Are-,” you felt something get stuck in your throat for a moment, “aren’t you going to do something...” 

“Mm, I am,” Calum whispers, his face going down closer to your ear, “but I think I want a taste of you before I fuck you. May I have permission to taste my sweet princess?” 

Your face was as red as blood, “p-permission granted.” 

Calum moved swiftly, getting both feet grounded as his hands slide down to your thighs. Sneaking under them, you felt his fingers gently dent into your flesh to push you more towards the headboard. You felt your back rub against the cotton blanket, your eyes going shut as your feel Calums hands rub your inner thighs. 

His fingers rub closer to your flower, having your hands quickly grab onto the bed as harshly as you may. You heard a chuckle escape his lips right then, likely watching your desperate actions. You feel his hands pull up your dress just a bit, just to move the skirt away from his goal. Fingers wrap around the sides of the panties at your hips, having him halt right then. 

“Baby girl,” Calum begins, “we’re keeping the dress just fine, but this small thing is replaceable.” 

“C-Calum!” 

Without real warning, Calum rips away your black thong with ease. You felt the rip at your ass, the very lingerie item as thin as a string. You weren’t necessarily upset, but just the fact that his audacity is that high had you on edge. But before you could really lecture him on it, you felt his rough thumbs begin to rub up and down your lips. 

“Mmph...” you moaned, forcing your legs to be still even though his touch was sending you over the moon. Calum’s middle finger drags up to your clit and begins rubbing gentle circles, having goosebumps rise all around. He gets just a bit more aggressive, rubbing harsher and faster as you felt his warm breath against your entrance. “F-fuck me, Calum...” 

“Right after I have a snack love, promise,” Calum jokes before dipping his tongue into your entrance. Your toes curl harsher, hands full of smooth sheets while nose is filled with the euphoric scent of lavender and your hormones. You felt his cool tongue slither in, feeling your walls clench tightly around his tongue. You resumed dropping light moans and erotic sounds that only hardened Calum’s cock. 

“You taste heavenly,” Calum hums against your flower, his tongue pushing in deeper in attempts to reach your spot. But seeing his attempts are proven in vain, you feel his tongue dip out only to be refilled with 3 of his fingers. “Let’s see if I can have more...” 

“C-Calum, that’s s-so much,” you moan with a pleasured shudder. You could feel your wet pussy coat his fingers with your juices. They slush with every hard thrust he does with his fingers, having you arc your back in pure bliss. “F-fuck, Calum...” 

After a few more of pushing in and out, Calum completely removes his fingers. You just barely open your eyes to see his fingers shiny and new as your juices drip down his hand and roll down his forearm. “Just a snack,” he chuckles before raising his fingers to his lips. Seductively, his flamingo-colored tongue swirls around and licks up every bit of your juices he managed to accumulate. But you were still leaking, feeling your wetness roll down your pussy and right under your thighs. 

“C-Calum,” you moaned, looking him straight in his brown orbs as his plump lips were shiny of your precum, “can you fuck me now p-please?” 

Calum sucks his index finger and releases it with a pop, “since you look so cute begging for it, I’ll do as you please.” 

Releif washes over you as Calum retreats from the bed and stands before you. You hold yourself up by your elbows, holding your head up to watch your boyfriend strip before you just a bit. Calum keeps his eyes locked on yours, bottom lip held firmly between his teeth as the clinking of his belt unbuckling is the only thing to sound. You could see his bulge begging for release in his black jeans, having your eyes eagerly watch there as Calum fits his thumbs in between his hips and pants and pulls it down slowly. 

“You’re a fucking tease,” you huff, having Calum laugh softly as he slowly pulls his pants where they need to be. Thick, toned thighs are revealed to you and you suddenly forget why you were a bit angry. White underwear still covers his cock as it flings right up from the release of those tight jeans. 

“It’s what I do.” Calum cockily shrugs and you can’t help but think: what a cheeky bastard. His hands go up to his shirt, unbuttoning it just a bit to show what’s yours. His toned torso, with the tattoos of the feather and the ‘MMXII’ ornate beautifully by his prominent collarbones. He begins to roll up his sleeves, allowing your eyes to adore the ink that also beautifully kisses his upper left arm. “Distracted, love?” 

“There’s a piece of art before me,” you mumbled with ease, a soft smile playing at your lips, “art cannot go unseen.” 

“Though you’ve seen me countless times,” Calum spews a counter. 

“And yet I never get tired of it.” You smile widely. “You’re my favorite piece.” 

That finally caught Calum just a bit off guard as his cheeks tint pink. You giggle, having Calum gently get on top of you and start kissing your lips. You felt his lips tug your bottom lip, his cool tongue swiping along it teasingly. His lips were warm and ever so inviting, the taste of beer and you residing in his mouth. While he was loving on your lips, you could hear him reaching over the bed to the table and pulling at the drawer. His hand sifts about while his lips single out your tongue and begins to suck on it. But he quickly lets go in frustration. 

“Fucking,” Calum begins, “where the fuck are these damn condoms?” As he complained, your arms wrapped around his neck and you reached up to attach your lips to his neck. Calum spills a quiet ‘oh’ as you tug at his neck contently. His cologne intoxicated your further, having you kiss all around to savor it during his search for a condom. “Finally...” 

The plastic wrap sounds through, having you drop back down on the bed with your chest heaving from Calum’s fondling and the burning horny state you were currently in. Calum gets on his knees and sits upright, pulling his Calvin Kleins down to deal with opening the condom. You could hear the thump of his boner slap against his stomach, with a sigh of relief coming right after. You giggle, seeing his 7-inch cock flush with precum drooling from the tip. 

“Please fuck me already,” you plead, your eyes wide and ogling at his long, excited cock. Calum chuckles as his slips on the lubricated condom around his cock, spilling a few horny curses from merely touching it. He hovers you once more, eyes locked on yours, noses just a few inches apart. One of his hands disappear to his cock to aim properly, feeling his tip just barely sealing your cunt with ease. But he stills himself once more, smiling warmly. 

“D’you hear that, baby?” Calum asks. 

You suddenly allow yourself to pay attention to everything else, as you were completely distracted by Calum to recall that you’re in Ashton’s house while a party was still being held. A tame beat comes through, surging through your blood as you recognized it immediately. Eyes widening, you look at Calum and see his eyes practically sparkle at the sight of you. 

“I, love. the light in your eyes ‘n the dark in your heart,” Calum sings to you quietly, planting warm kisses upon your lips, that were chapping up slowly but you couldn’t give a single care in the world at that moment. “You, love, our permanent chase and the bite of our bark.” 

Your hands cup his cheeks quickly, your thumbs rubbing along his jawline as you aggressively pulls his lips to yours. You could feel Calum slowly filling you up, his hard cock entering you with ease. Your juices allowed him to slide in quickly, having you throw your head back from it. The only thing you could let out was his name, spilling from your lips repeatedly as Calum’s fingers dug into the sheets beneath you. He brings his lips down to your ear, his breath ragged and heated from the intimacy. 

“We’re classic together like Egyptian gold,” Calum sings into your ear before he begins to thrust harder and faster. He had been hitting in you balls deep, going in and out to only get closer to your release. Each thrust hit your g-spot, having your spurt curses in pure euphoria. 

“B-babe,” you sputter, your fingers threatening to cut into the sheets, “y-you’re going too h-hard and f-fast, I’ll be--” 

“I know,” Calum grunts in agreement, “s-same here. You’re always so fucking tight when we fuck and I love it s-so much.” 

You purposely clench around him, tightening your pussy as Calum begins to lose it. You could hear ‘Valentine’ mixing in with the beat in which Calum was fucking you. He was more than ready to come, but the boy had been too stubborn to admit to it until you were closer. He had been so focused on such that green veins had become prominent on his forearms to keep himself on the bed while still being able to fuck you good and hard as you deserve to be. 

“Princess, are you okay?” Calum asks to reassure, having your heart melt immediately from it. He had still been thrusting, but slower and much more gentle than a moment prior. But, of course, your personality had to ring true in every situation. Even the ones that were much to intimate to be bothered with.

“I won’t be if you don’t make me cum right now,” you sassed, having Calum glare down at you playfully. 

“Consider it done, love.” 

Instantly, Calum recollects his fast, harsh pace. You resume practically screaming your lovers name, being only seconds away from coming. And just right then, your release came and the only thing to be heard was Calum’s long, husky, dragged ‘fuck.’ Chests having, high running, brain finally sobering up. Everything had been falling into place perfectly as you and your lover came together. 

Calum quickly exhausted himself, pulling off the filled condom and throwing it about to the side. Cum still oozed from his tip just a bit as he pulls up his boxers and lays down beside you. He swallows you in his arms, having you tiredly scoot your back against his body and properly pull up your strapless and pull down the skirt of it.

“Mmmm,” Calum hums while your hands rush up to play with his, “I love you, Y/N.” 

“I love you more,” you mumbled, a wide smile sticking on your face with pure glee. Calum digs his face into the crook of your neck, planting gentle kisses in it. 

“I love you most,” he whispers. “My beautiful valentine.” 

And just like that, the two of you were sprawled about the guest bed, drained and still riding out your highs. The scent of lavender was interrupted by the musk of the both of your releases with you focused on the chipping of Calum’s black nail polish. ‘Valentine’ had come to an end long ago as the party-goers were completely oblivious to what had taken place just above them. 

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-gabby

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[aestheticwritingz]

Time of Our Lives (5SOS) part 1

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Hello guys! I’m back with this short story series. For the sake of the story, the “Y/Ns” are not the same person, considering there will be “different” ones for each guy - but I write them like that so you guys can enjoy as you would in regular fics. I picture this type of story like a movie, so I tried to write it so that you can imagine the setting and situations very well. warnings: ashton smut here; dirty talk, choking, quickie & more Enjoy reading & send feedback! Part 2 coming sooner than you think.

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Saturday, 6:17 AM, the morning after

Calum woke up under the bleachers, barely able to move any part of his body. The sun rose over the nearby hills, hitting his body sprawled over the grass. He rubbed his eyes, trying to comprehend what happened the night before. This morning, even.

“I’m never drinking again.” he thought, trying to lift himself off the damp grass. He tried to reach for his phone, that was supposed to be in the pocket, but sadly, that wasn’t the case. Instead, he found a small piece of paper that had a few random drawings on it, but a written sentence beneath, that said: 

                               “And she held the cup. 49832″

“What does this even mean?”

As he was trying to process things that were happening around him, he noticed two people laying far away from him. One of them was a girl for sure, considering she wore a skirt, and she had really nice legs as Calum thought. The other was a guy, still holding a can of beer, but Calum couldn’t figure out who they were, yet. He at least hoped he would find his wallet in the other pocket, but rather found it on the ground near him. Calum checked if anything was gone, but the only thing he noticed missing was a condom.

“Did I have sex last night?”

And then, it started coming back to him.

But, let’s go back a couple of days first.

Thursday, 11:14 AM

“Do you sincerely think your plan will work? Like really, think about it.... like really.” Michael exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair. “First of all, it’s our plan. Second, I got it all set, have you not been listening to what I was saying?” Calum said, closing his locker as they started walking to their class, meeting Luke and Ashton on the way.

“I can’t wait to tell them the plan,” he said, referring to the other two guys coming their way. “Let’s ditch this class either way.”

Paul’s Diner, 11:37 AM

“So..if I got it all clearly,.. you want to ask the principal of school to make our senior party in school tomorrow night, since tomorrow is the last day of school..ever?” Ashton said, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Mhm,” Calum smirked.

“..And spend the night of the last day of school...in school?”

“I told you so Calum, this makes no sense-” Michael stressed, but Ashton cut him off.

“Awesome! I love it! When are we going to talk to the principal?”

“What?” Michael said confusingly.

“Damn right, Ashton’s on board!” Calum rubbed his palms together, and snapped them on the table of the old diner they decided to spend their 3rd period at.

“What about alcohol?” Luke said, knowing that anyone in school won’t actually let them drink on their watch. “We will sneak it in, that’s not a problem. I talked with the girls earlier, they have few ideas already.” Calum said, talking about their friends, who got in trouble but had so much fun with the boys every single time.

“What about music?”

“DJ that played Michael’s birthday party. I got it all covered guys. You just have to show up, and make me persuade the big guy to make this happen.”

“Sounds like a plan to me then,” Luke smiled and Calum could do nothing but jump on the top of the seat and clap his hands. “Alright, so this is how we do it.”

Principal’s office, 12:11 PM

"Let me see if I understood you clearly. You want to throw a party in school tomorrow night?”

“How many times am I going to be asked this question today?” Calum muttered to himself, proceeding to roll his eyes. “Yes. We would like that so we can spend the last time in school being around classmates and having fun. Dance a little, and stuff like that you know,” Calum laughed and principal gave him a confused look.

“You see, what Calum wants to say, we want to leave a school with a bang.” Ashton continued, and it obviously made the situation way worse.

“Sir, is it possible to have a party here at such a short notice?” Luke interrupted, trying to make the whole conversation at least sound better, in order to make Mr. Simmons even think about the idea. “Well, it is a short notice, but I guess we can work it out. However, there are a few things you have to respect in order to make this happen. We can’t spend any more school budget because of the trouble at prom that happened, that cost this school a lot and- I won’t even talk about it,” “That was funny, though,” Ashton laughed, Calum following shortly behind him, as Michael hit the both of them on the arm.

“Anyhow, you are on your own about that. School will allow if you students would like to raise some money for music, decorations, snacks and drinks but no alcohol. If anyone breaks these rules, even though the school is over, it will go to your records and affect your applications to college, and I promise you this.” Simmons said sternly. “And also, the party could only last until 11 PM.” “What?!” Calum yelled and after trying to make Mr Simmons rethink his choices, it was in vain.

“You are known in school as troublemakers. Don’t make me change my mind. You have one day to plan everything.” And with that, they left the office.

“Good thing my parents leave tomorrow morning for a business trip, huh?” Calum smirked, leaving the boys in shock.  “And you didn’t think to mention that? Why should we even hang out in school in the first place?” “I will explain everything... when it’s the right time”

The guys entered the school radio room and notified everyone there will be a party, where to give as much money as they can and when the party will be held. Not much to their surprise, everybody was down to go. They organized a bunch of friends to raise money, pick up the drinks and food and girls to decorate the gymnasium. Calum’s house, 3 PM

“Don’t you get it? This doesn’t change anything. The only reason I wanted to make that party happen is to distract the guards, shut off security cameras and leave the door of the fields unlocked, so we can go there before the sunrise.” Calum explained. The thing with this was, once a guy who knew a guy who knows a guy told Calum that someone was caught on the field in the middle of the night after some senior party, then got arrested for trespassing and couldn't get into college that year. Hence, they set up the cameras, and Calum wouldn't let his senior year be over before spending the last sunrise on the benches or in the middle of the field drinking beer, just like his older sister and generations before did. On the other hand, they couldn't do it during the day, there were no distractions and everyone working in the school were there. “Either way, party at my house will start at 11PM, so boys get to tweeting and sending messages about the party.”

"About the wild plan to shut off security cameras..Do you realize that’s illegal? How are even going to do that?"

"Here's how. Picture it."

Ashton’s garage, 9PM

Opening the last beers they had, Ashton, Michael, Luke and Calum talked through the plan they had. The sun was beginning to set in the suburbs, creating a nostalgic feeling in each one of them. Even more so, as they talked through memories they made in high school and how everything will be different once the summer ends. They tried not to get too sentimental, considering all the other things they had to make happen.

They knew this was more than just an occasion to drink and dance. They knew that after this, they wouldn’t see some people for a long time, so this was an excuse to get a proper goodbye. 

“So, about the house party, what do we need?” Ashton broke the silence between them. 

“Well, as usual. Drinks, cool lights, sound system, music. Chicks,” Calum laughed, although he wasn’t far from the truth. 

“I have good lights, I will bring them first thing in the morning, after your parents leave. Mikey, how are we on the speakers?” Ashton said.

“Will be delivered first thing in the morning as well.” He responded, taking a big gulp from his beer can.

“Yes, sir. I will make a good playlist of party songs, about one hundred. Enough to play until everybody gets drunk. Then, we play it all again, people won’t even notice.” Calum added. 

“Hook up rooms?” Luke asked.

“My room is off-limits for anyone except us, as always. Master bedroom, Mali’s old room, and the room in the basement, they are all available.”

“Cool. What about the drinks, though? How are we on money?” “Should we get beer, vodka and tequila? Those are the usual, and tell people to bring some of their own and we can get some snacks, is that cool?” Michael said.

“For sure, sodas and maybe orange juice. Lemons for tequila shots too.” Calum added. 

“So we got it all set. Get to texting people boys!” Ashton exclaimed, picking up his phone.

The night was wearing off and the boys decided to head home. Getting on their bikes and skateboards, they said goodbye to Ashton and rode off. That’s when he got a message.

Y/N’s POV, 9:41PM

“I wanna see you.” 

I had to text Ashton. I knew that he wanted to see me just as much as I wanted to see him. It’s been a while, too much for the both of us. After we decided to take a break, it wasn’t really going as we planned. Occasionally, when we saw each other at a party for instance, we would hook up and ignite the sparks again, making it harder to move on. We knew very well we could never take a break for good, there was just something between us. Sparks, fire, desire - you name it. He knew I was his always, but I knew that he was mine as well. Hence, the text.

“I want to see you too.”  He was quick on response, and that’s all it took for me to get dressed and sneak out of my house.

Not long after, I was in front of Ashton’s garage, throwing small rocks at his window above. Light turned on and I saw a silhouette of his naked torso, but soon he disappeared as he went for the door. He quietly opened his back door, motioning with his hand towards him - a sign for me to come inside even more quietly. 

“I don’t think my parents are asleep yet, I can hear the TV-” He started but I cut him off as soon as I stepped in. I attacked his lips hungrily with mine, and we started our make out session filled with fire and desire right there in his kitchen. He pulled away quickly, realizing someone could hear us. 

“Let’s go upstairs.” He whispered, pulling me towards him and leading me to his room. 

“I missed you Ashton.” I whispered as we were going up the stairs.

“I missed you too Y/N. I’m going to show you just how much.”

That alone sent shivers down my spine, anticipating what’s going to happen next - but I already knew. As soon as we got to his room and he locked the door, I started taking my clothes off, him following soon after with the same action. Ashton pushed me gently on the bed, quickly hovering above me as we started making out. He immediately grabbed my hair and pulled it back so he can get access to my neck. Gentle kisses turned into rough licking and bites, the wish to have me as soon as possible was too strong.

“I missed you.” He whispered in my ear as he took my bra off and tossed it next to the bed. All I did in response is a let out a moan as he wrapped his lips around my nipple and cupped the other breast with his hand. As my moaning got more intense, he pulled away and proceeded to slide of my panties. 

Ashton didn’t hesitate to slide his fingers against my wetness, ducking his head down and licking up a rough stripe against my clit. I whimpered at the sudden contact - the mix of pleasure, tingle and a bit of a tickle.

He kneeled above me, taking in what was beneath him, devouring the whole view with his eyes. He unexpectedly slid two of his fingers inside me and, as he knew was coming, he put the other hand over my mouth right away. The light scream I produce was muffled by his hand. He knew this was a turn on I always had, for him to get all dominant and rough with me - control all of me.

Ashton continued to slide his fingers in and out of me, curling them at the right spot as I held to his hand, the one that kept my mouth shut. 

“I can see how good I’m making you feel baby.” Ashton said looking directly in my eyes. I let out a struggled moan, not able to contain the facial expressions I was making. 

I was one the verge of an orgasm, but that stopped Ashton. He loved to tease and keep me on the edge. In a matter of seconds his boxers were off, the condom was on and he was once again hovering above me, lining himself up.

“How bad do you want it baby girl?”

“So bad, please.” I answered desperately and he obliged, slowly filling me up. He fell on top of me, locking his hands under my shoulders and tangled them in my hair and around my head. The only place he had support were his elbows and he used them to rock both of us on the bed.

As much as he wanted to go slow, something switched in him and he started pounding me into the bed. Only thing I could do was push my hips from time to time to meet his.

“Fuck, don’t stop Ashton please,” I screamed out, which made him put his palm over my mouth once again.  “Be a good girl and shut up.” He said roughly, gazing at me directly. He lifted himself up and wrapped his hand around my neck making it the only support he had to hold his tall, muscular body. 

“You are such a good girl when you take it like that,” He said pushing two fingers in my mouth. “What a good girl.” He was amazed looking at me as I was sucking his fingers. That only made him eager to get us both off and continued to move inside of me at just the right speed.

“Are you going to cum baby? Tell me, are you going to cum?” He asked breathlessly in my ear, letting out a string of groans as well.  “I’m so close Ashton,”

“Be a good girl and cum for me, c’mon,” He said and it was all it took me to release. I took a pillow that was beside my head and screamed into it, trying as hard as possible not to make any noise. My whole body tingled, every spot had electricity of its own and I felt Ashton getting close to cumming as well. 

“I love it when I make you cum like that,” He moaned and thrust sloppily until he reached his orgasm to, gripping me by my shoulders. He plopped down on me, making it difficult for both of us to catch breath again.

After he took the condom off and threw it away, he cuddled next to me.

“I hate being apart from you.” He said scratching my arm. “I hate it too,” “It’s been so long, we couldn’t keep away from each other. We tried. Let’s try working on each other and us, and never be apart again. I miss sleeping next to you and having you-” Ashton started.  “I’m always yours. I want to try. After the party on Friday, let’s sit down and talk about everything.” I said, looking at the time on the clock that was sitting on the night stand.

“I wish I could stay longer, but my parents are going to kill me if they notice I’m not at home.”

“Okay. Do you need a ride?” He asked and I waved my head “no”.

“Sure?” “Sure.”

“I love you.

“I love you too,” I said kissing him and left his house.

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[boytoynamedcalum]

STILL one of my fave tweets from any member of 5sos. DO. NOT. LET. THIS. DIE.

#I can’t seem to find it on my blog #idc I’m reposting #this was way too funny to EVER let die down #5sos #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #michael clifford #5sos au #5sos blurbs #5sos dirty imagine #5sos imagines #5sos preferences #5sos smut

[victimofthemusic]

Ashton Irwin Dirty Dancing fic??

Would that be something of interest? I’m already working on it, but I’m not sure if I want to post or not...

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