6

Ashton the Modern Dad

Friends With Benefits (Frat!Calum smut) DAY 26!

Summary: You make Calum jealous during a party, prompting him to take you upstairs and show you who’s boss…

Warnings: Friends with benefits situation, smut!

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: This is the final Calum smut of Smutty September and I honestly don’t know how I feel about it being so close to the end :( I hope you like it!

Originally posted by blushingcalpal

From across the dance floor you feel the intense gaze of Calum Hood, his eyes trailing after you as you glide to the beat, barely taking any notice of the body grinding into your ass. The heavy pound of the music mixes together with the buzz of alcohol and you quickly spin around to rest your palms on the waist of the nameless boy pressed against you.

You close your eyes and feel him glide closer to you, an obvious bulge digging into the front of your tight dress. His lips dip down to press against yours and you give it your all, pushing back enthusiastically in an attempt to capture Calum’s attention. 

You feel the boy’s hands dip further down your back until they’re resting just above your ass, palms kneading against you and eliciting a moan from your parted lips. From the corner of your eye you can see Calum excusing himself from a group of girls and barging through the hoards of people congregated on the dance floor, his eyes burning.

When you feel Calum’s toughened hands lining around your wrists and tugging you off the boy you’ve been dancing with you let out a loud giggle. Calum glares at the boy before dragging you away, his hands tracing up to rest against your shoulders. 

Keep reading

7

Ashton. Wyd

Air

Disclaimer: This gif does not belong to me, it belongs to the lovely person who made it ________________________________________________________________

Your name: submit What is this?

She stumbled through the doors of the building, narrowly avoiding arrogant businessmen and flushed interns, much like herself. She wasn’t one to stand out; she preferred dull colors against bright ones, and more often than not stuttered through her words when speaking to those higher above her. She curled her fingers into the stack of paper that was settled in the crook of her elbow and took a tender sip of her coffee. A boy stood up from his chair at the sight of her, pushing his slanted glasses farther up on his large nose.

Keep reading

Getaway || m.c.

Michael shook you a couple times, disturbing your sleep. Your eyes flicker open, seeing that it was still dark. 

“Michael what the hell.” you groan at your annoying boyfriend, throwing the navy blue color sheets over you head. Michael turned the lights on snatching the cover off your body. “Babe were leaving.” he whispers, you huddle in fetal position shutting your eyes tightly to avoid the light, ignoring him. 

“Y/nnnnn.” he moans. You turn to face Michael who was sitting there fully dressed in Nikes shorts and a muscle tee. “I have to work tomorrow Mike!” you snapped. 

“Our flight leaves in two hours, we have to hurry.” 

You had no idea what was going on or why you were suddenly going on a plane, “I have-” 

Michael cut you off from your sentence, knowing what you were about to say. “I called in yesterday, you’re taking the week off.” You were at a lost for words, mostly because you were so pissed at the fact he would do this without giving any thought. 

“Why-would you do that.” trying not to shout at him. 

“You’re always working and I’m always on tour. We dont talk or even see each other anymore y/n.” he frowns, “I want to go somewhere far with you and just relax. Just us.” 

It’s been months since your last vacation and spending time with Michael wasnt an option anymore. Maybe a getaway was something you both needed. “Where are we going.” you yawned begging to wake up. 

Michael hands you a plane ticket from out his pocket, handing it to you. 

Y/n y/l/n
Athens, Greece
Departure: 5:15 am

Michael chose a place you’ve been dying to see but never had the chance. Michael smirked seeing your face, your hands covering your mouth in shock and excitement. “You like?” 

You lunged yourself on top of him wrapping your arms around him. Your lips coming in contacted with his, kissing him hard but passionate. “I love it, and you.” you expressed. 

“Get packing then love, we have a flight to catch.”  

autumn with michael

calum / ashton / luke

Drunk Sex With Michael
okay but drunk sex with Michael would honestly be the cutest thing?? Like it’d be so giggly and fumbly and adorable. It would take him like 20 attempts to undo his belt and even longer to unclasp your bra but you wouldn’t even care and you’d both be smiling so big that your teeth kept clashing when you kissed. And he’d keep whispering dirty things in your ear as he fucked you but because you were drunk you wouldn’t be able to take him seriously so you’d laugh and he’d be mad but then start laughing with you and ugh i’m honestly in love