These two air signs are ultimate soulmates, and there is a very strong mutual attraction between them. This is the bestfriend type relationship, filled with laughter and bright conversations. From the Libra’s perspective, their Aquarius partner is exciting and carefree. For the Libra, the Aquarius is the first breath of summer air, filled with hope and plans for the future. They love their Aquarius’s fast mind and ability to ask intriguing questions at the right moments. This is mixed in with rationality from both ends, making this a very interesting pair. From the Aquarius perspective, their Libra partner is harmonious and peaceful. For Aquarius, their Libra is crunch of leaves under your boots, satisfying and pleasant. They love the warmth and romantic feeling Libra gives you. These two signs together stand a great chance at a long term relationship
You’re Dating Werewolf!Ashton & Things Get A Little Heated
A/n: Sorry this has taken so long! But I’ve finished with uni for the year so now I have more time to write! I did this one with Ash only because I have one that’s been requested specifically for Calum that’s up next.
Hope this is okay for you Anon. xx
It was quite common for your long-term boyfriend not to answer your calls.
It was also normal for your texts to go un answered for several hours but he always managed to make up for it with his charming words and unconditional love.
You were a little concerned however when you didn’t hear anything off your partner for two days, and even though you didn’t think something was seriously wrong, you knew something wasn’t exactly right either.
As soon as you finished your shift on the second day of no contact, you dialled Ashton’s number whilst you signed out and made your way to your car.
“Hey Ash… I’ve just finished work and I’m coming to see if you’re alright. If you need anything then give me a call, I’ll be over in fifteen minutes.”
You mumbled into the answer machine as you climbed into your car and started the engine.
To be honest, you didn’t really know if any medicine from the local supermarket would help if your lover was ill because it wasn’t really created with his kind in mind.
Ashton was a werewolf and when he first told you, you honestly didn’t know how to react.
You had been seeing each other for just over a year at the time of his confession, and you could still remember the serious tone to his voice and the terrified look that his quivering hazel eyes held.
You weren’t sure what to think, given his body language you knew he wasn’t lying to you, but werewolves didn’t exist.
Working gently and carefully with him, he eventually transformed in the following days to prove his confession, and you were terribly shocked but also relieved that you knew.
You knew how difficult and scary it must have been for him to trust you with something like this, and you were so happy that he wanted to share such a deep secret with you.
By the time you pulled up outside the block of flats that contained Ashton’s contemporary apartment, you still hadn’t received any word from him, so you proceeded to make your way up to the top, fifth floor where you were hoping to find your lover.
Deciding you were a little past being cautious, you pounded your fist on his front door and waited impatiently for him to answer, but no answer came.
Huffing in annoyance to distract yourself from the worried feeling that was now seeping its way up, you yanked your bag off your shoulder and rummaged for your keys.
You didn’t like entering Ashton’s flat without him knowing about it but you needed to make sure he was alright. Thankfully he didn’t have a key in the other side and you easily clicked the door open before entering his property.
Straight away the feel of stale heat washed over you and your first instinct was to go and open a window to let some fresh air in.
Shutting the front door behind you, you walked over to drop your bag and coat on the couch but before you could take another step, the door to Ashton’s room was pulled noisily open and you jumped around to see your rather distressed, shirtless boyfriend glaring at you with eyes that held a mixture of lust and frustration.
His face seemed to soften a little however when your eyes met, but you were still slightly taken aback by his greeting.
“Y/n… you… you need to go.”
Frowning sadly, you approached him with caution as you replied, but the closer you got the further he backed back up into his room.
“Ash? What’s wrong Ashton, I’m worried.”
Half groaning half growling in a frustrated whine, Ashton ignored your comment but you followed him regardless and were surprised to see the complete state his room was in.
The components of the bed were all over the room and the heat was so overwhelming it made you weak at the knees.
“Ashton, what on earth are you doing?”
You asked as you bent down to pick up a discarded pillow and place it back down on the end of the bed. When he didn’t respond, you took it upon yourself to step over the duvet that was half on half off the mattress, but your slow approach seemed to distress him even more.
“Please Y/n, don’t… I… you’re too much.”
You didn’t have a clue what he was talking about and you decided not pay too much attention to his words. Once you had successfully backed him into a corner, you reached up to try and brush the hair out of his face, but your fingers never reached their destination.
As soon as your hand came level with his face, he reached up to clamp his own fingers around your wrist and shove you against the adjacent wall so quickly it caught you by utter surprise.
Ashton’s hot mouth attached to your neck with dominant snarl as he pushed his body against yours, allowing you to become very aware of his straining hard on that bulged from the loose fabric of his sweatpants.
His teeth were painfully forceful against your skin and you knew instantly that this must be a werewolf thing… As gently as you could you spoke with in a serious, clear tone to try and grab his attention.
“Ashton, I’m staying so let me go.”
Raising your free hand to softly cup his cheek, Ashton’s hold on you loosened as you spoke once more.
“Do you need me?”
You’d never heard such miserable, torn whine in your life.
He gasped helplessly in between soothing licks across his painful mark.
“I don’t want too… I don’t…”
Ashton was panting so heavily you were sure he was going to collapse.
Had he been like this for the past two days?
You whispered in a sweet, reassuring voice against his ear.
“Let me go and I can help you.”
Ashton let go of your wrist but moved his hands to grip firmly onto your hips. His face remained planted against your neck as he snarled, working himself up to letting you go.
Eventually, he let go completely and took a step back and you seized the chance to hop away and back over to the door.
His eyes were narrow as they watched you intently, his gaze lingering on the sway of your hips and your cheeks burnt at the realisation that he would be on you as soon as you undressed.
He almost barked but you kept your voice even.
“Just keep your eyes on mine Ashton. I love you, just keep looking at me.”
Those were the right words to get him to stop his constant snarling but you kept your eyes on his as you steadily unfastened your jeans and lowered them down.
Once you had accomplished that, you swiftly pulled your t-shirt off and dropped it next to your discarded denim but once your unclasped your bra and added it to the pile, Ashton began to growl once more.
You knew you didn’t have much time left but you had managed to lower your underwear and climb up onto the mattress before Ashton lunged for you.
Never in the almost two years that you’d been dating had you even seen him like this. You could feel the heat burning on his skin and the wild, lustful glint to his eye caused your chest to flutter with excitement but also slight concern.
You knew he would never hurt you, but you didn’t know what this new side of Ashton held.
He moved with expert precision as he prowled in between your legs and you couldn’t even describe the groan of pure relief as he dragged his hard erection against your core, the sensation of the soft fabric against your clit causing a soft moan to fall from your own lips.
Your noise seemed to grab Ashton’s attention because he suddenly dropped his head so he was looking at you. His lips were parted in a gentle panting breath but you knew he was still well in control here.
Ashton had explained to you before that male werewolves could become very dominant during sex so you decided to act docile. This was a new experience for you and you decided that challenging an angered werewolf probably wasn’t the best idea.
“Take what you need Ash.”
You invited coyly as you reached up to rub your fingers teasingly under his chin, hoping dismiss his concerns with your willing attitude and thankfully it did the trick.
With a desperate groan, he rocked back and tugged himself free from the rest of his clothing before reaching down to pull you closer.
Leaning back over your body, he held you strongly by the waist with one hand whilst he guided his thick shaft into your wet heat with his other. As soon as he was completely encased by you, he placed his spare hand against the mattress on your other side before he relentlessly started to pound into you, and you had a hard time not to cry out in excited pleasure.
Never had he started off so rough before.
He was always a gentleman in the bedroom and put your needs before his own but today was different.
He hadn’t even looked at you yet because he was so intent on getting himself off and that thought alone was enough to get you gasping in delight.
“Ah, Ash yes! Th… that’s so good.”
You moaned as you helplessly spread your legs wider, giving him room to rut deeper without too much effort on his part.
Ashton just grunted in response and squeezed you tighter as he changed his movements slightly and rather than thrusting his hips, he began to grind them instead.
You couldn’t stop from clenching around him as he succeeded on stroking just the right spot every time he moved and with a weak cry, you quickly came but Ashton wasn’t finished yet.
With a surprisingly delicate nip against your stomach, Ashton pulled out and spoke with a gruff voice but sounding much more like his old self.
“On your knees.”
Bashfully, you slowly pushed yourself into a sitting position to face Ashton who was watching you with tired eyes and you risked leaning forward for a kiss.
He had just begun to snarl before you pressed your lips lovingly to his and after a few moments, he finally kissed you back with a heavy sigh.
Parting his lips allowed you to firmly push your tongue against his, earning you a weak whine from your wolf.
Softly kissing from his lips briefly down to his collar so you could nuzzle heavily against his neck, you bolding brushed your body against his as you turned to rest on your hands and knees.
Ashton’s possessive growl as he mounted you made your whole body feel weak and as he began his hard, rough thrusts once again, you couldn’t hold yourself up.
You let your whole body drop against the sheets, slipping forward just a little more with every pounding Ashton gave you and you couldn’t do anything except just laying there and letting him take you.
The feeling of his throbbing shaft driving into you was so intense and so pleasurable you couldn’t even think or concentrate on anything other than the way it felt. You couldn’t even properly register the whines and pants that were falling from your own mouth and it was only when you hit your high for the second time that your moans made it through to you.
Even after your second orgasm, the pleasure didn’t seem to subside and you whined in need as you felt Ashton’s mouth against your back, biting short sharp marks against your skin to mask his own loud groans.
The backs of your legs were flush against his as he rocked into you and you could tell he was close by the way he was desperately trying to keep your body fixed against his.
His seed was thick and heavy as he reached his climax and came with a desperate groan of your name, causing you to whimper in response as he stroked himself back and forth, making sure to drain every last drop before he pulled out and collapsed in heavy panting next to you and you whimpered quietly as you felt your mixed juices trickle down your inside thigh.
If you thought it was hot in here before, it was nothing to the heavy air that now hung in the room and even though you didn’t want to move just yet you knew if you didn’t, you wouldn’t get any fresh air.
Shakily pushing yourself up, you shuffled over to stumble off the bed but your movements caught Ashton’s attention and despite his weak state, he lifted himself and shot a hand out to grab your wrist.
“Don’t go Y/n, I’m sorry… please.”
He sounded absolutely heartbroken and you still had no idea what was going on but you certainly weren’t going to leave.
“I’m just opening the window, then I’m going to get you a drink. I’ll be one minute.”
Whining reluctantly, he let you go before slumping back down against the mattress.
Walking over to his wardrobe, you helped yourself to one of his old t-shirts before walking up to the window and throwing it right open, instantly feeling the benefits of the fresh air that flooded in.
Treading carefully through Ashton’s messy room, you made a quick stop off in the bathroom to clean yourself up before heading into the kitchen to pour Ashton some cold water in the biggest glass you could find.
Taking a few pain killers with you, you stepped back into Ashton’s room to find him watching the door, waiting for you with hope filled eyes.
He whined gently and as soon as you slipped onto the bed next to him, he wrapped his arms around waist and pulled you closer so he could cuddle up against you.
“Drink this Ash, you’re so hot.”
Ashton did as he was told and knocked back the whole glass of water in one go, although he insisted he didn’t need the tablets, they wouldn’t help.
As you leaned back to place the empty glass and tablets on the bedside table, Ashton crawled up your body, pushing you gently back down onto the mattress causing you to giggle in happiness as he lovingly licked and kissed your skin, purring loudly in the process.
“Ash! What’s gotten you like this? It’s alright.”
You smiled softly as you ran your fingers comfortingly though his hair, whining in approval when he finally reached your lips, sealing your mouths in a deep and passionate kiss that made the butterflies in your chest go wild.
“I’ve missed you so much.”
Ashton groaned as he parted from you in favour of nuzzling heavily against your neck and you wrapped your arms strongly around his back in a tight hug.
“I’ve missed you too… Why didn’t you answer my calls? If you needed me, you should have let me know.”
Ashton growled lowly with a sharp shake of his head.
“No. You’re my mate not my booty call. I love you and I don’t want to treat you like that.”
Huffing in frustration, you nudged your nose encouragingly against his as he continued.
“I went out for a run in the forest the other night and I came across a wolf pack who were moving through. Two of their females were in heat and as soon as I picked up their scent that was it. I thought it would be okay if I ran straight home and ignored it, but the longer I went without mating the worse I felt. I couldn’t call you then because it would have really sounded like I didn’t care about you. It’s easy between two werewolves because mates know how their partners feel and what they want. With you being human, just because I need you doesn’t mean you need me in that way… I’m so sorry, I’m so embarrassed.”
Ashton sulked miserably but you didn’t want him to feel guilty at all.
Taking his face gently between your own hands you made him look at you as you reassured him.
“Ashton, if you need anything off me, anything then all you need to do is let me know… If you tell me what you’re feeling, then I will know and we’ll be like real mates.”
Ashton narrowed his eyes at you as he growled stubbornly against your lips.
“We are real mates.”
You didn’t want to argue about this now so you didn’t say anything in reply. Instead, you scratched your fingers gently against head and that seemed to calm him down a little.
Ashton asked hopefully and you grinned as you nodded your head.
Placing a soft kiss against his lips, you hugged him close once more before you slipped out of his grasp.
“Go and have a shower while I change these sheets and then I’ll make you something to eat… Have you been eating?”
You asked as you picked up a couple more pillows off the floor but when you looked back over at Ashton to see why he wasn’t responding, you blushed when you found him just smiling at you.
“I love you Y/n.”
Rolling your eyes whilst trying to mask your grin, you threw a pillow in his direction but your action didn’t do you any favours. Within a second he was on his feet and despite your attempt at trying to run through the bedroom door, his hands caught you around the waist and within seconds he had pulled you up into his arms.
Giggling, you insisted that he put you down and he did… just not in the way you wanted.
Dropping you back down on the mattress, Ashton didn’t hesitate to prowl back on top of you, stopping on his way up to inspect the deep bite against the base of your neck.
Soothing his tongue tenderly over his mark, he growled proudly as he nudged his nose affectionately against your jaw.
“No matter if we’re together or not you will always be my mate, even when… even if I go back to my pack…”
You cut him swiftly off; you didn’t want to think about the day he would leave, not now.
“Let’s just enjoy the time we have.”
You suggested weakly as Ashton lovingly licked your jaw.
Over the next few minutes you allowed Ashton to kiss and lick over the skin he could reach before you insisted on playing back. Your gentle touches escalated into heavier, more confident ones as you continued to fight flirtatiously back and forth, resulting in what turned out to be a whole afternoon of mating practice.
“Steve, why did you want me to come now? We weren’t supposed to meet for another hour?” you asked as you walked into the living room where Steve was. “I wanted to tell you something and I didn’t want to leave it any longer” he nodded. “Okay, tell me” you said as you moved to sit next to him. “I’m not just Steve Rogers like you know me. I’m also…” he trailed off looking up to you. “I’m Captain America” he breathed, finally telling the truth. You looked at him for a moment before furrowing your brows. “Who?”
You never thought you would become friends with a celebrity, you just gave your c/v as a receptionist, thinking that the front desk had nothing really to do with the rappers. You spoke a lot of languages and you had a degree so you were the chosen one to become the front desk for AOMG. You were so happy that they hired you, the salary was good and even though you were not a singer or a rapper you felt happy you were in the company, they were all so chill and helpfull.
You were very shy and nervous when you got there you, you would bow so low that you could touch your toes.Hyuk woo took a liking to your cute personality, but as you slowly got comfortable he realised how you could really be. You got close to them, so now it was normal for you to roast everyone, even Simon who could be very tricky.
You and Hyuk Woo became friends right from the start, but Hyuk woo didn’t see you as a friend and he hated it when you would talk about guys in front of. So he tried to make it more obvious about his feelings and to him it seemed like you were responding. You loved how adorable and positive he was, you were never the one to fall for the ‘bad boy’ you prefered the nerdy funny ones.
“Hey Hyuk woo”
He said without looking at you, his eyes glued to the phone. You frowned at his greeting but you just brushed it off and put your bag on the desk
“How are you?”
You expected him to ask you how you were, like he always did. Instead he just stayed silent and ignored you.
~Maybe he is having a bad day~
you thought to yourself, trying to calm yourself down.
“So… any news?”
“No, anyway I have to go. See ya”
He said and walked off to one of the rooms. You were pissed off now, Hyuk woo was always a gentleman, now he was being a complete asshole and you didn’t like it at all.
“Hey do you know what’s wrong with Hyuk woo?”
You asked Hyun Jung, your other close friend in AOMG. She just shrugged her shoulders and pushed out her bottom lip
"No, not really. Did anything happen?”
“Yeah, he is being very…. distant let’s say”
“Really? That’s strange. Maybe he will snap out of it in a bit”
“I can’t do it”
“Yes you can, I promise it will work”
Jay said to Hyuk woo. He hated this, he didn’t want to play this game, but he had no other choice.He asked help from Jay, Simon and Gray and they all said the same
“Just be a little cold and then go and swip her off her feet but in a sexy way. Girls love that”
“She didn’t seem happy about this”
“Yeah cause she likes you, but then when you go and flirt with her she will melt into your arms”
Seonghwa instructed. Hyuk woo let out a heavy breath and nodded. Maybe it could really work… if he prayed to God a lot then maybe
“Hey baby girl”
You turned around with one of your eyebrows raised. There he was, standing right in front of the front desk with a smirk on his lips.
“You heard me. You look gorgeous”
After of a full day of him IGNORING you, he thought that if he say some sweet and flirty shit he would get away with it? This got you even more mad.
~who the hell does he think he is?~
You thought making your hands into a ball fist.
“Are you drunk?”
“No, but if you want to we can go out for a drink, I might have time today since you look so sexy”
His voice was low and he winked. You were disgusted, he was acting like… Jay and it was extremely strange. It’s not that you hated Jay, he was a great guy, but his way of flirting was not appealing to you.
“What’s wrong baby?”
“You know what’s wrong, your attitude. Lose my number and never talk to me again, get the fuck out of my face bitch”
You said, completely fed up with his way of flirting. It was time to leave anyway so you just took you bag and coat and walked out of the office, leaving him stunned
“I told you!”
Hyuk woo barged in Jay’s office, finding all three “geniuses” there. They all looked at him with a questioning look
“She got mad. She cussed me out and told me to lose her number and never talk to her again”
“What did you do?”
Hyun Jung butted in. Hyuk woo turned to her and realised that Hyun Jung could be his last chance of making this right.
“I wanted to impress (y/n) and I got some dumb tips from Jay, Kiseok and Seonghwa”
“Hey, they’re not dumb. You probably did something wrong”
Kiseok defended his methods. Hyun Jung made a squeaky sound as her mouth went wide open
“You idiots! (y/n) hates that hot and cold thing, she was gushing to me about how sweet you were, you were perfect! why did you even do that?”
“How can I make it right?”
You opened the door without thinking. As soon as you saw him you regretted your actions
“Was I not clear enough?”
“I am sorry, please let me explain”
You took a deep breath in. You looked in his puppy eyes and how sad he looked, you looked down and nodded your head.
“I… like you. I thought I wasn’t good at flirting and I took advice from the others. I guess they were wrong”
You knew exactly who he meant. The unholy trinity and the most dumb people when it came to your taste in men. You chuckled at him
“Why did you ever do that?”
“I was desperate”
You hugged him while you still alughed at his stupid move. He hugged you back, thanking God and Hyun Jung
“I like you just the way you are, you should have known that those ways don’t work to me”
“apology accepted, now get in her you will catch a cold”
On 15 June, 2000, the bloodied body of 19-year-old Devon Guzman was discovered in the back seat of her car which was abandoned outside a museum; her throat had been slashed. 18-year-old Michelle Hetzel and her husband, 24-year-old Brandon Bloss were apprehended for the murder as a bizarre tale of a lesbian affair between Guzman and Hetzel began to unfold. Guzman and Hetzel had been involved in a sexual relationship, much to Bloss’ dismay, and had even recently gone on vacation together where Hetzel had even proposed to Guzman. She was enraged when Guzman rejected her and continued to date a girl called Keary Renner. This was when the married couple decided that they would murder Guzman. When they were apprehended, it was noticed that Bloss had a human bite mark on his arm. This was determined to match the teeth of Guzman, indicating she fought for her life as the couple brutally murdered her. They were sentenced to life without parole.
It was your first time working on such a big shoot, but you somehow lucked out landing a magazine spread with Zico of Block B. The photographer was a friend of yours who thought your designs fit the concept for the shoot so she was more than happy to bring you on board. You were nervous, anxious, and excited all at the same time. This was single handedly the most important day of your life, It was the first time your designs were going public.
The first few outfits went really well, you only had one more outfit to shoot for. You were lucky that Jiho was so energetic and friendly. For a few moments you actually forgot that you were nervous.
You shuffled about back and forth on set helping to pick the best outfit for Jiho. He sat back in the dressing room as you laid out a couple of options for him. You had an idea of what his personal style was and wanted to choose outfits that complimented him. “How about one of these?” you looked over to him, only to find him staring at you. Immediately you looked back down toward the clothes, absently smoothing down out in an attempt to hide the rising blush on your cheeks.
You giggled going through your usual morning routine with Jay. You were in the middle of washing off your face mask while he shaved. He grinned looking over at you, before playfully wiping some of his shaving cream on your cheek.
He laughed wrapping his arm around you and pecking your cheek, getting even more of the cream on your face.
Your mornings were always liked that. Filled with lots of laughs and smiles and you wouldn’t change a thing.
You made your way around his apartment, grabbing your clothes and putting them in your bag. Every time you put something in he took it out, watching you with a pout. You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. “Will you stop that. I gotta go soon.”
“Why do you have to go home anyways?” he pulled you on to his lap.