dirty 5sos

tour bus / ashton irwin

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(this will make more sense if you read first time / ashton irwin)

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“you were so hot right there,” i said kissing ashton as they got off the stage. “thank you baby,” he hugged me,making me cringe because of how sweaty he was. “i’m gonna go take a quick shower and we can go,” ashton said.

“okay,just hurry up ashton,we have to be on the road in proximally 15 minutes,” tour manager said and ashton giggled. “don’t worry,i’ll be out in 5,”

i talked a bit with the other boys in his band,and,as he said he was out in 5 minutes,with just a towel hung low on his hips.considering we were in the dressing room of the venue they played in,anyone could barge in.but on the other hand,he caught me starring at him and his god-like body.

“you like what you see princess?” he asked and i gulped instantly,forgeting the presence of luke,michael and cal.

“okay bye,” luke said getting up. “don’t need this shit again,” michael said and got up too. “you nasties,” calum sassed and run out.ashton chuckled and lifted me up from the couch.he crashed his lips into mine,catching me off guard.he backed me up into a wall and started peppering kisses along my neck and jawline.

“not now ashton,we have to leave,” i got out from beneath him and the wall and he whined. “but i want you now,” he pouted but then heared knocks on the door. “erm,i don’t know what you’re doing in there,since you’re alone,but we have to go,so go out,” someone from the crew said and i rolled my eyes. “why do you think we have sex all the time?” i yelled which turned into a laughter exchanged between ash and i.

“because you do,” jenni said and me and ashton looked at eachother,raised our eyebrows and nodded.he hugged me from behind and softly kissed my cheek.
“and because you’re both young,with great bodies and great-”

“okay,we’re coming,” ashton said and we thought she left. “i’m s-so sorry,but are you coming as in,um,because we have to go and they told me to-,” jenni said again and me and ashton laughed.i opened the door and there was a girl standing,one which was supposed to arrange everything revolving around clothes.calum liked her and they hit it off since the first the day.i talked to her a few times and we became very close since we were basically few of the only females on this tour.

“we’re coming.remind me to tell you something,” i said to her and she knew i had a really juicy story.she eagerly nodded and dissappeared down the hallway.

“now hurry up we gotta go,”

-

when i agreed to join boys on the tour i never agreed of living in their filthy man cave - tour bus.i knew we’d spending a lot of time there,but i didn’t want stepping onto empty beer cans,half eaten pizza boxes and bags of whatever food.all of them went to bed,tired from their show and i decided to just leave it and join ashton in our shared bunk bed.

“goodnight,” i said to the bus driver and went to the other side of this huge bus.our bunk bed was far from the other boys’ but it was still pretty close.
i snuggled next to him and he sighed in relief as he hung his arm around my waist,my back to his chest,his chin on my shoulder.few minutes passed and i felt something poking my ass.

“we started something not a while back,” he whispered as he started grinding onto my bum. “ashton,the boys are like 2 meters away from us.hold it in ‘til tomorrow.”

“but don’t you want daddy to make you feel nice,” he started and i felt groan build up my throat as he slowly traced his hand from my neck down my body. “don’t you want daddy to stretch you out and make you feel good?” he whispered kissing under my ear and reaching under the waistband of my shorts.i was only getting wetter and hornier at his words and i was desperate for release and he didn’t even do anything.he spread my arousal,in circles,all over my clit as i softly moaned. “keep quiet princess,” he said as he inserted his long middle finger inside of me,making me come closer to him and grind on him earning an exhale from him.

“i have to fuck you now baby,” he said pulling his boxers down enough to set free his length and pulled my pj shorts and panties down and lifted my t-shirt,smirking at my braless chest.

“still on birth control?” he asked. “yes,get in there already,” he placed it at my entrance and pushed in slowly,both of us sighing at the feeling.he kept his head buried in my neck while he thrusted slowly,but very deep.it was slow,passionate,but as pleasurable as any other time.

his soft moans and bites on my neck rushed me into euphoria which made it very hard for me to keep quiet. “mmm,” i moaned.my mouth remained opened and eyebrows scrunched together.

“baby,you feel so good.am i making you feel good?” he softly said and gulped loudly. “y-yes,i’m close,”

“i am too,” he said lifting his head up and looking at me.i knew how much he liked when i look up at him when i cum,so i tried with all the strength that was left in my body.i was falling apart under the immense amount of pleasure i received from him.

i looked at him as he devoted the last bit of his strength into pleasuring the both of us.he leaned his forehead against mine as i announced i’m coming.few thrusts after,he came too and collapsed on top me.he got tissues and cleaned me up,got my clothes on and his and cuddled up next to me.due to lack of space,we were very close and we were used to that,so everytime we came home we would fall asleep close and wake up in the same position.

“i love you so much princess,” he said kissing my neck. “i lov-,”

“will you shut the fuck up already?” michael yelled followed by calum and luke,which turned into laughter. ”every fucking time,” michael said under his breath.ashton and i looked at eachother and agreed that it’s the best to pretend to be asleep,which we did,not long after.

017 Face Sitting

Ashton: His tongue was completely dominating you, causing you to become a complete moaning mess in seconds. You were having a difficult time keeping yourself from completely collapsing on top of him, the pleasure he was giving you turning out to be too much for you to handle. You were moving your hips uncontrollably, having to remind yourself not to clamp your legs shut from all the intense pleasure coursing through you. 

Calum: This wasn’t the first time the two of you did this, nor would it be the last. You were in desperate need of release, barely taking your pants off as you simply needed his skilled tongue in you this instant. You climbed on top of him, your hands immediately clutched at his messy hair as he started helping you reach your much needed release. 

Michael: The two of you were feeling extra adventurous tonight and decided to see what all the rave about riding someone’s face was about. You couldn’t say you were surprised, Michael was an absolute god at anything in the bedroom, but something about the way you tightly grasped his hands as he had you coming all over his tongue put this position right up top with your favourites. 

Luke: You threw your head back n pleasure as Luke flicked your clit once more, bringing you even closer to the edge, causing you to grip the headboard even tighter. He let out a throaty moan at feeling you clench around him, this simple gesture sending you spiraling into a world of complete pleasurable bliss. 

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I know I haven’t updated in forever I’m sorry I’ve been super busy with school and sport and music I’ve barely had time to breath in between everything. 

Please only send in requests for visuals ♥

Beyoncé – Formation 


What happened after New Orleans?
Bitch, I’m back by popular demand

Y’all haters corny with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I’m so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’)
I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all his money but they never take the country out me
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag

Oh yeah baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh yes I like that
I did not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch
I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch
Oh yes, you best to believe it

Y’all haters corny with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I’m so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’)
I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all his money but they never take the country out me
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag

I see it, I want it
I stunt, yeah, little hornet
I dream it, I work hard
I grind ‘til I own it
I twirl all my haters
Albino alligators
El Camino with the ceiling low
Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go off
I go hard, I go hard
Get what’s mine, take what’s mine
I’m a star, I’m a star
Cause I slay, slay
I slay, hey, I slay, okay
I slay, okay, all day, okay
I slay, okay, I slay okay
We gon’ slay, slay
Gon’ slay, okay
We slay, okay
I slay, okay
I slay, okay
Okay, okay, I slay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Prove to me you got some coordination
Slay trick, or you get eliminated

When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
You might just be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay
I might just be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay

I see it, I want it
I stunt, yeah, little hornet
I dream it, I work hard
I grind ‘til I own it
I twirl all my haters
Albino alligators
El Camino with the ceiling low
Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go off
I go hard, I go hard
Get what’s mine, take what’s mine
I’m a star, I’m a star
Cause I slay, slay
I slay, hey, I slay, okay
I slay, okay, all day, okay
I slay, okay, I slay okay
We gon’ slay, slay
Gon’ slay, okay
We slay, okay
I slay, okay
I slay, okay
Okay, okay, I slay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Prove to me you got some coordination
Slay trick, or you get eliminated

Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation
You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation
Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper

Girl I hear something, thunder
Golly this is that water boy, oh lord

small world(c.h)

guys i’ve written a new story called “small world” and it’s on my wattpad!! i’ll give you a little snippet here(which prol sucks) but i hope you guys enjoy it:) 

brinsley allen always believed love was a stupid thing. she didn’t believe in destiny or fate. she wasn’t a hopeless romantic. hopeless romantics believe that God has put them on this earth for a sole purpose and brinsley just didn’t believe it. there was no God and there was definitely not a thing called destiny. at least that’s what she believed after her first boyfriend broke her heart.

-

the smile on brinsley’s face started to fade into a frown as she sat across from the empty white seat in this avant-garde restaurant. she stared at the rose that sat in the small ceramic vase on the side of the table and wondered if he was ever going to come.

“ma'am, i’m afraid you’re going to give up the seat,” a woman said, approaching her, her hands together in sorrow for the girl who sat alone in this dress she spent $250 on.

“yeah, yeah, i figured,” brinsley said laughing to herself, dusting off her lap and placing the white napkin on the table.

“hey,” the waitress said, grabbing brinsley’s wrist as she stood up, grabbing her attention, “let me get you a bottle of wine. on the house,” said the waitress, smiling.

“no, no, you don’t have to feel sorry for me. it happens quite often actually,” brinsley says, dusting her hands and grabbing her wristlet.

“let me,” the waitress said, assuring her. she legitimately felt sorry for brinsley and she didn’t like that her dick of a boyfriend left her like this in embarrassment.

“thank you so much,” brinsley said, placing her hand on top of the waitress’. the waitress nods her head and leaves brinsley to go to the back. she slips on her trench coat and looks around the restaurant as some women have her sentimental looks, especially the couple that stood waiting at the door, probably waiting for her table.

“here you go,” the waitress said, catching up to brinsley at the door. she gave the waitress a reassuring smile and left the restaurant, cursing at herself for letting herself believe that he wouldn’t forget again. she started to walk home, tears filling the brink of her eyes.

-

brinsley was fast asleep in her room in her small apartment until she heard large knocking on her balcony door. brinsley ignored it at first, given that the fact that it was 2:30 in the morning and she didn’t really want to answer to some psychopath. she pulled the covers over her head and grabbed her phone, just in case, until she heard her name called from the outside. she curses at herself and climbed out of bed, phone still gripped tightly in her hand, ready to dial 911 and run out the door. when she pulled her white curtain to the side, her boyfriend was up against the glass, forehead against the window, his breath starting to form on the glass.

“i’ve been calling you all night,” he says quite sternly. brinsley rolls her eyes and threw her phone onto her bed, turning back around to let the boy in. he stumbled in, almost tripping on the ledge of the door.

“you’re drunk,” she said sighing, not surprised, closing the door and shutting the curtains.

“you didn’t answer,” he said, angry at her. his face was red and his fists were tightened, infuriated by the fact that his girlfriend didn’t call him all night.  that’s what he always did. he always blamed his problems on her, because every time he did, she would felt bad and give him sex to make up for it. that’s how he had to have felt. it always happened.

“you’re blaming this on me?”

“well you didn’t answer, so it’s kind of your fault,” he said, pointing at her as if she was some sort of small child.

“it was my fault that you left me for two hours in a restaurant on my birthday?” she said, crossing her arms, the tears starting to form in her eyes.

“brinsley, your birthday is in three days, why are you overreacting about this?” he said scoffing, taking off his shoes and climbing into bed.

“calum, my birthday is today,” she said, tears now falling off her face, fucking upset about the fact that he forgot the third birthday they spent together.

“brinsley, stop making up the shit and come here,” he said, his arms opening, inviting her into her bed, his prominent boner in his pants, expecting her to give him make up sex. that didn’t happen.

“get out,” she said quietly. too quietly calum didn’t hear her quite clearly.

“what?”

“I SAID GET OUT!” she said, now screaming at the drunk brown haired boy who looked at her with amusement. he laughed at her attempt to be mean and strict and he sat up, thinking this was sort of  game.

“or what?” he said slyly, smiling to myself. brinsley scoffed at herself and at the selfish boy.  

“get out calum, we’re done, i’m done, just done,” she said, shaking her head and opened the door of her bedroom and exited, knowing he would follow behind. tears fell from her face and she wiped the snot from her nose when calum turned her around.

“brinsley, let’s go to bed,” he said, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulled her to his chest, his boner touching her thigh. she placed her hands in between them and as her hands went up higher to separate them, she noticed purple and blue marks upon her boyfriend’s neck, along with pink smears on the collar of his white t shirt. her eyes went wide and her heart broke even more. she pushed him back, calum falling back on his feet, confused on why she wasn’t have sex with him. with all of her strength, she pushed and punched and kicked calum in multiple places, towards the door.

“I,” hit. “NEVER,” hit. “WANT TO,” hit. “SEE YOU,” kick. “AGAIN!” she punched him towards the door and he did his best to defend himself but it was useless. brinsley did 14 years of martial arts when she was younger, calum had no chance. once he was at the door, brinsley opened the door and pushed calum out, not caring about the scratches and bruises that was now on his face, and slammed the door shut. she didn’t know how to handle it better. he was a douchebag that used her. it always was like that. she wished she would’ve known that three years ago into the relationship. brinsley felt no sign of sadness. she felt quite… relieved. almost like a burden has been lifted off her shoulders. she ignored the constant banging on her door and the yelling of her name repeated outside. tears fell, but she felt pleased. she felt free.


lol i sucko 

TEACH ME - ASHTON SMUT [PART 3]

TEACH ME PART 1  || Teach me – Ashton smut part 2

Your body was officially breathless, and tired, already experiencing its first orgasm by the mouth of Ashton Irwin, your best friend, who was teaching you about sex. You looked up at him, noticing that while you had your first orgasm, he hadn’t released yet. Your eyes widened down to see the large bulge in his boxers, making you wonder how you were going to fit that inside of you, just thinking about his manhood entering at you made your core ache, as well as getting aroused again.

You wondered if that would be your next lesson, if Ashton was going to take your virginity, yesterday, you would have said that the idea was absurd, that Ashton was just your best friend, but right now, you wanted him to take you. You wanted to know the pleasure that Ashton would bring you when he would penetrate you.

“Is my next lesson pleasuring you?” you asked your eyes flickering down to his erection.

“no, these lessons are about learning what pleases you, I want your body to get used to this”, feeling his hand cup your wet core, making you gasp as he lightly touched your clit, his face leaning down to whisper into your, “I want you to know what it feels like to be loved (Y/N)”

You let out a moan, “do you love me Ashton?”

“Of course I do, I wouldn’t be doing any of this if I didn’t”, he said as he peppered your face with soft kisses, trailing down from your ear to your jaw and finally landing on your mouth.

You eagerly kissed him back, loving his confession, you didn’t think Ashton would love you, but looking back you knew that no one else could love you as much as he does, he knows you better than you know yourself at times, and he was always there for knowing how to comfort you when no one else could.

“please (Y/N) let me show you how much I love you”, he said between kisses, as his hands roamed your body, mapping it out, figuring out where your body was most responsive and where on your body made you ache with need.

“Please Ashton show me”, you said as your hands cupped his face gently pulling it closer.

One of his hands placed itself on your back, pulling your body up, letting it meet his naked torso. Your bare chest molded against his, skin rubbing against skin as he kissed you passionately, also enjoying the way your naked flesh felt against his. Your core was rubbing against his clothed erection, making the fabric wet by both your juices and the precum that was leaking out of him. You could feel the heat of it seeping through the fabric, making you moan wondering what it would feel like when it would rub against you skin to skin, just the thought making you wet again.

Your hand played with the hem of his boxers, tugging it down, “please take them off Ashton”, you said with a plead.

You could feel him smile into your kiss, letting out a small giggle at knowing how eager you were to see him naked. His large hand brushed passed yours, as grabbed the waistband and pulled them down, leaving him just as naked as you were.

Your eyes darted down, wanting to see what was hidden behind his boxers and when you saw his naked erection, your eyes widened. You didn’t think it would be that big, making you wonders how it was going to fit, you noticed how large it was, swollen, and leaking, it looked almost ready to explode but you also wanted it desperately inside you as well.

“Someone likes what they see”, he said with a giggle as he kissed your temple, loving how you looked at him with lust filled eyes.

“More like scared by what they see”, you said lifting your head up too look at him.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t feel comfortable with (Y/N), like I said I want to teach you what it feels like to be pleased, if you’re not ready we can stop anytime you want”, he said kissing your lips, “you’re in charge”.

“No I want to do this Ashton, it’s just I don’t want it to hurt”, you admitted, feeling really embarrassed.

“Then do you mind if I finger you, it could help you get used to something being inside there”, he whispered seductively into your ear.

“Please Ashton” you said, wanting to ease your once again aching core.

Ashton’s fingers ghosted over the skin of your neck, feeling your skin crawl with how softly his touch was asking you feel. His fingers were slowly making themselves down your body, gently tracing your body. His fingertips tracing the curve of your breast, feeling them briefly touch your nipples, making your back arch, wanting him to touch you even more, but he didn’t as his fingers continued their journey down your body. You felt his fingers go down your thigh, passing your core, you were about to tell him why he didn’t touch you.

But like reading your mind, his fingers now traced up your inner thigh. You shuddered as you could feel his fingertips outside of your lower lips, feeling the small faint touches, just teasing you. You lifted your hips, wanting to feel his fingers touch you, but as you lifted your hips, he pulled them away, not letting you get any closer to what you wanted.

“Are you sure that you want this?” he said not wanting to do anything you weren’t comfortable with.

“Please Ashton touch me”, you said as you brought down his face to kiss him.

Ashton nodded as he lowered his fingers to your aching core. You let out a gasp as your hands gripped onto his shoulders making your back arch; this was a new sensation, making your body ache. He coated his fingers in your juices getting it ready to enter you. His fingers lightly played with your clit, making you whimper as you let his teasing build up your orgasm once again.

Ashton knew that his fingers were ready, coated by your juices to easily enter you without restraint. He was surprised to find that his middle finger slid right into you, making you both let out a moan, you by feeling something enter you and him noticed that inside you felt so warm and wet, making him smile knowing that he was the reason for you being this turned on.

Your hold on his shoulders tightened, feeling your core tighten around his finger, almost as if wanting to push out this invading finger. He left his finger in you for a while, not bothering to move it so you could get used to the feeling of having something inside you.

The small pain soon faded, leaving behind a euphoric feeling in its place. You began rocking your hips gently against his finger, letting your instants take over. Ashton took this as a sign to continue, he leaned up to kiss you as he began to move his finger inside you. you felt his finger leave your insides, making you let out a small whimper, not wanting him to leave, but immediate pushing it back in, making your hips jerk at the sudden pleasure.

Your kiss was fueled by the passions that you were both experiencing. Your own body rocking against his hand, loving that something was finally soothing the ache that you were feeling inside you. You couldn’t keep your body still, not that you wanted to, you just wanted more and more. Your hands began to explore his body, remembering that Ashton’s body could be just as sensitive as yours. You broke the kiss, and began kissing his neck, licking areas that you remembered made you squirm. You lightly bit his collar bone, making him let out a grunt as you sucked the area.

Ashton craned his neck, giving you more access to his neck, loving the touches you were giving him. Your hands wondering down his body, as your nails lightly scratching his nibbles, making his hips jerk at the small sensation you brought. You raked your nails down his front, as you continued licking his neck, already tasting the salt on his skin, his body heating up because of your touches.

“Ooh, add another one!” you pleaded, wanting to stretch yourself out for him.

His free hand tilted your head up to kiss you, his tongue invading your mouth. You felt his middle finger curl inside you, making your moan into his mouth. You felt him add another finger, making you yelp into his mouth silencing you. You wanted a moment to get used to the new finger, but he didn’t let you. you felt your insides stretch making it somewhat painful, but with each curl of his fingers, the pain diminished, leaving you to quickly get used to the feeling, loving how full you were feeling.

“You’re so beautiful,” Ashton breathed, his fingers still working in and out of your body making the buildup in your body increase.

Ashton raised himself on his knees, admiring your body, seeing how your skin was starting to shine with a thin layer of sweat, from your actions, seeing the way your body was covered in his love bites, marking you as his, the same way you marked him as yours. He loved how uncontrollable your thrusts were to his fingers, just wanting to create as much friction as you could. He wanted to be inside you, wanting to feel him sheathed inside you, letting him be your first, something that would forever be special to you.

His fingers curled in you, making you moan his name, making him become harder, hungrier to finally be inside you, but before he could do that, he wanted to make you cum one more time. Suddenly Ashton’s other hand landed on your mound. His hand drawing circles around you clit, making your body tremble with lust, and need for him to touch you there. You moaned his name, almost pleadingly to stop teasing you.

His fingertips finally touched your clit, making you buck hard against his hands. Your body was a pile of mush by the sensations that he was causing. His thumb was pushing hard against your clit, matching the tempo of his finger thrusts, making your head shoot back in pleasure. You wailed, lifting your hip off the bed, wanting as much of Ashton as you could

“Faster!” you cried.

Ashton moved his fingers even faster, complying with your requests. Your hands began to touch your body, stimulating your body even more, making you so close to release, but you wanted to last a big more. Ashton sensing your release began to thrust his fingers deeper into you, wanting you to orgasm so he could take the place of his fingers. You could feel his fingers bury themselves deep inside you that you could feel his knuckles pressed into you. This was so deep, but you knew that his manhood would feel even deeper.

His thrusts were become faster, deeper, harder, making your body tense. Your body was starting to reach its breaking point, making your stomach test up and eyes shut close. Not able to hold it off any longer, you closed your thighs, trapping Ashton’s fingers in your body, as your inner walls clamped around his fingers and finally released into his hand, as you let out a long grunted moan.

Ashton had just made you come on his hand. Your body collapsed onto the bed, letting the euphoric feeling take over your body, feeling so sensitive to everything around you. Your thighs began to open, letting Ashton remove his fingers from inside you. You let out a small mewl as his fingers left your body, since your body was still so sensitive. His fingers were coated in your juices, shining from the light of his room.

Ashton stared at his juice covered hand with curiosity. Then he did something you wouldn’t expect.

He brought his hands up to his mouth, and began sucking them clean. His tongue circled his fingers, before inserting them into his mouth. His fingers made a pop as he brought them out clean of your essences. Ashton’s fingers began to scoop more into his hands, and began sucking them clean again.

His other hand reached for yours, they felt a little wet from rubbing your clit. His hand wrapped around your wrist, leading it to your wet core.

“Touch yourself” he ordered as he placed your fingers on your slit.

You did as you were told, rubbing yourself, covering your fingers in your juice, making yourself moan as you were still feeling sensitive, since you haven’t been given a moment to catch your breath. You looked up and saw that Ashton was slowly pumping himself, pleasuring himself as you touched yourself. His hands were matching the speed that you were touching yourself, you could see the head of his erection become more swollen, letting out more precum as he tightened his hold on himself. His hand was still holding yours, as he brought it up to his face.

You extended your hand in front of his mouth. Ashton leaned in letting his tongue lick clean your juices. You could see his cheeks were flushed red, as his tongue swirled around your fingers, cleaning them. He continued to do that to each of your fingers, letting you feel the warmth of his mouth, slightly biting and kissing each finger before moving to the next and doing it all over again.

Ashton looked into your eyes, as he pushed your ring and middle finger into his mouth, taking it all in till he reached your knuckle. You were surprised he didn’t gag. You could feel his tongue swirling around them, before pushing them back out. He brought your hand back to your slit, repeating the process over and over, you becoming more wet at seeing Ashton swallow your fingers as he jerked himself off infront of you.

This time Ashton took three fingers into his mouth making your body ache all over again, your body ready to be pleased by him all over again. You looked down and noticed that he was pumping himself harder and faster, making his head even more swollen, you could have sworn that his erection looked even bigger than it was a few moments ago. Ashton’s moans were filling the room as he pumped himself and ate your fingers, his licking become aggressive.

He stopped jerking himself as he reached for something in his bedside drawer.

“(Y/N), you ready for your final lesson?” he said as he showed you a square foil packet.

You looked down at his stiff erection, your body aching for it to be inside you.

You nodded, ready to be taken by Ashton Irwin.

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DO YOU ALL WANT A PART 4?

Ok so I feel that this is a good place to stop for now, like I said I don’t want them to be too long per part.

So yea let me know

SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK

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WELL BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#62: He's Your Teacher | Part 6

A/N:

Boom baam bitches, I’m back. - WARNING SMUT AHEAD

HE’S YOUR TEACHER PART 1

HE’S YOUR TEACHER PART 2

HE’S YOUR TEACHER PART 3

HE’S YOUR TEACHER PART 4

HE’S YOUR TEACHER PART 5

MR HEMMINGS:

3 weeks. That was how long you had managed to keep yourself distracted away from Luke. You had even managed to skip more than 5 math classes, avoiding him in the hallways and over texts. Even though he had only texted you once throughout the whole period, which came to your shock actually. All he had text was “Can we meet up.” Which was on the day Adam had confronted you. But of course you couldn’t avoid him forever. When your mother had found out that you had skipped she was immediately pissed off, wanting a reason why, but what could you say?

“Hey you’re zoning out again.” Adam nudged you with his shoulder without looking at you, keeping his eyes on the blackboard. “So what.” You mumbled, not caring about whatever lesson you were having right now. “What’s the matter?” He asked, intertwining your fingers but you rejected immediately, removing your hand from his, to his shock. “Oh kay.” He answered with a raised eyebrow, looking down at you. “I’m not in the mood for this.” You shook your head, letting out a small groan as your head was pounding with thoughts. “Y/N I see you talking in my class?” Your teacher yelled, but all you could do was rolling your eyes. “Just give me that damn purple note already.”

*

Crumbling the purple note between your fingers you dragged yourself towards room, opening the door and walked in. The room was different today for a sudden reason; you were met by a very cozy room with tables, books and beanbags placed on different spots. But that wasn’t what caught your attention the most. The fact that Luke was sitting in front of the desk with his head in his hands made your eyes go wide, panic spreading through your body. But you had to suck it in so you took a deep breath before walking towards one of the other students, taking a seat next to the persons.

“Mr. Hemmings, why are we in this local, what happened to the other room?” A girl yelled, making everyone look up from their papers, Luke lifting his head. He was about to answer, pressing his pencil into his chin but when his eyes caught yours, his mouth went open but no words came out. He shook his head quickly tearing his eyes away and placed the pencil on the wooden table. “The usual detention room is undergoing renovations. Principal Hank suggested this room as well. It’s mainly used for people who need help with homework and such.” He mumbled, looking down at the paper again, talking monotone. Throughout the whole class, none of you guys said anything, just occupied with your own word.

“We need to talk.” You announced as the last person headed out of the class, Luke looked up at you bored. “There’s nothing to talk about.” He answered in a mumble, going back to look at his paper. “We have. And we will.” You said sternly walking closer to his desk. Luke’s jaw tensed by your presence, starting to collect his things together. “I think you should talk to Adam instead, looks like you two get along really well. He growled before standing up, taking his stuff and walked towards the door. You were speechless by his words, trying to register what he was pointing at but then you realized it. He had seen you guys together. “Luke you don’t understand.” “I understand what I want to understand.”

“Luke would you just listen to me for god sake.” You stamped your foot down as you spoke, looking at him wide eyed. “There’s nothing to tell Y/N, you chose to be with another person instead of me, that’s fine, but could you at least tell me instead of doing it behind my fucking back!” “Luke we’re not together in that way.” “Try to explain why you’re holding hands and kissing.” He crossed his arms and cocked his head while looking at you, waiting for an answer but you stayed silence.

“He knows Luke! He knows about us!” Your sudden yell startled Luke to say at least, his mouth hanging open a bit. “And he’s using it against me.”

Luke stood up from leaning against the table, his before crossed arms now hanging loose against his waist. He walked slowly towards you before reaching out for you cheek, cupping it with his hand. His other hand went up to your lips, his thumb grazing the bottom lip. He looked up and down your face in a slow motion before leaning in, pressing his lips against yours. In his head this was probably the last thing he should do, but he had to, it felt right in this head. Grabbing the hem of your shirt he removed it from your warm body before doing the same with his, throwing the clothing towards the floor.

“Can’t believe he’s using us against your will.” He growled and led you backwards until the back of your knees hit one of the beanbags, Luke pushing you down lightly before he took a seat on your lap, having one leg on each side of your thighs.

Luke hungry lips pressed against yours as well, your hands going through his hair as his lips removed away from yours, kissing the skin below your neck before he worked himself up towards your jaw, pecking around your lips before he pressed against them again. His calloused fingers ran up and down the skin of your arms before they landed above your stomach, reaching for your leggings to come off. His eyes were hungry as he looked at you, your hips automatically lifting for him to pull them off.

He removed them down your legs before taking his own off as well, taking your body in as he stood still. You gave him a small smile as you cocked your head, him going back down to sit on you again, the beanbag making a sound as he did, his hands reaching down the open your bra behind your back. He fumbled with it for a bit, having to use both of his hands to get it off, a small giggle leaving your lips as he did, removing it from your arms and throwing it behind his back. He leaned his bare chest against yours as he pressed your harder against the beanbag, his lips ghosting over yours before he pressed against them fully, kissing you hungry again.

When the last article of clothing was off, Luke didn’t hesitate to line his cock up against your entrance, giving you a reassure look, waiting for you to nod before he could press in. When you approved he pressed himself in to your satisfaction, starting out with a slow pace but worked it up so it went faster and faster.

His thrusts were harder at this point but you barely had any registration of it, all your attention was focused on was his eyes. They told more than what his mouth could do. They showed jealousy and anger. But most important hurt. He had actually fallen hard for you without even noticing it at all. And with all the Adam drama, it was not the jealousy that filled the most. It was his insecurities. Insecure of losing you, insecure of not being enough, not being a football player or being around your age. But he knew what was better for you.

“I don’t think I will last any longer.” He mumbled through a groan, his hands on your hip being tighter than possible, the mixture of his groans, your moans and the beanbag moving was the only sounds in the room as Luke tried to chase his and yours orgasms.

“It’s fine. Just let go.” You managed to say, and without further redo, Luke came harder than what he expected, filling you up with his load as he kept on thrusting, determined to get you to finish as well. Soon after whilst hitting your G sport repeatedly, you finally let go as well. When the both of you had calmed down Luke removed himself from you, starting to pick up his clothes and getting dressed, you doing the same thing, the silence taking over the room.

“I don’t really know how to say this, but I have to.” You stopped in track by Luke’s sudden announcement, looking up at him questionably. “I don’t.. I don’t think we should continue this. Us two together.” He motioned between the two of you with his fingers. “What do you mean?” You asked, startled by his words. “Y/N I don’t know how to say this without it’s going to hurt. But whatever we had, it’s over.” Luke swallowed as he said the last words, pulling his jacket on.

 He knew that this would hurt him more than you, but he had to. He had to let you go and let you enjoy your life whilst you were young. Not having to think about your older boyfriend always not having time because he’s working overdue or such things like that. Seeing you with a boy around your own age made him realize this. That you guys had to move on what you had. He knew it would be best for you.

But that was not in any way what you had in mind. You loved Luke even though you hadn’t even realized it yourself. But by these words, your world crashed down and the sudden feeling of crying crossed your mind. You weren’t the person to cry so when your eyes started to automatically moisturize with water and all you could think of was to get away.

Grabbing your shirt from the floor you pulled it on fast before running out of the room, leaving Luke alone as he watched your reaction. It hurt. Harder than what he expected.

MR. HOOD:

There was no doubt in mind that at this point, all you and Calum did was to avoid each other. Seeing each other on the hallway? You would either turn down another road or ignore his presence and so would he towards you. Yet you were actually lucky when he gave you the detention note since it was a detention class where he wouldn’t be the teacher. So you were that lucky to actually go through it without getting probably constant stares from Calum in a sly movement.

But unfortunately as the both of you knew, the usually P.E class at Wednesday appeared. It was definitely not something you were looking forward to but to prevent getting absence for not being there, you pushed your chest forward, ready to face it. Who said that you actually had to interact with Calum, as long as you at least anticipated in class he wouldn’t bug.

Swinging your gym back over your shoulder you followed Y/BF/N towards the changing room. “Ready for today?” She asked casually, looking behind her to look at you. You only shrugged your shoulders, walking through the door and over to your usual spot on the bench near the mirror. You bowed down to open your bag but stopped in track as you heard the sound of Miranda behind you. None of you had interacted since that day on the hallway as well and there was no doubt that just the sound of her voice sent chills down your spine. Lifting yourself up you took a look behind her shoulder. Her words like I’m going to ask him to go out with me, and we both know that if Mr. Hood had to choose to date one of us, it would be me crossed your mind making you knit your eyebrows. An idea crossed your mind and you took off your T shirt, taking your sports bra and putting that on. If she thought she would get attention by dressing like that, what would you get if you dressed like that as well?

Putting on some booty shorts, you pulled on your shoes, letting your hair being loose as you took a look in the mirror. It didn’t look that bad. “Why are you wearing that?” Y/BF/N asked with a raised eyebrow from behind you, making you turn around fast. “Everyone needs a change I guess.” You said, swinging your leg over the bench so you could get to the other side, giving Miranda a small glare to see her already eyeing you from the corner of her eye. “You ready to go?” You asked looking down at Y/BF/N, seeing her making a knot to her shoes. “Yes.” She answered, smiling slightly before standing up, the both of you walking into the gym hall.

Calum’s eyes were immediately removed from the other teacher’s eyes as he felt your presence in the hall, his eyes going up and down your body as you walked towards the circle everyone was creating as they sat down, ready to get a name check going on to see if everyone had meet up.

Throughout the whole P.E progress Calum had a hard time trying to focus on people jumping from the trampoline, because not far away from him you were running around with Y/BF/N playing badminton, laugher filling the air every time one of you teased each other for failing at hitting the ball. The way you were running around, your boobs bouncing with each step and the cleavage showing off from your sports bra was a big thing to swallow. And even though he knew it would be wrong, his desire for your touch and presence was still lingering in his veins.

Time flew faster than what you had expected to your luckiness. The other teacher yelled out that everyone should go changing now, making a small sigh leaving your lips. You were exhausted to say at least; since you had been ignoring Calum it made you more active in the play.

“Y/N, you’re going to stay.” Calum said in a stern tone as all the girls were heading towards the changing room. “Excuse me?” You questioned in an annoyed tone, watching him in boredom a you crossed your arms. “You heard me.” Calum said with no emotion on his face before he turned around and started to clean the hall from gymnastic furniture with the other coach.  You eyed him for a second in registration. You got his attention as you wanted but what was going to come along afterwards had not crossed your mind.

Walking back to the changing room you sat down on the bench and watched the others as they showered and changed, ready to head back to the class. “Do you want me to wait for you or..?” Y/BF/N trailed off as she swung her gym back over her shoulder. “No just walk I feel like this could take a while.” You mumbled, “Okay see ya later then.” She went out of the door leaving you and 4 girls back in the changing room.

“Are there any naked girls in here?” Calum knocked on the door making a chuckle leaving from the other girls, one of them yelling out no. Calum opened the door and walked in, a hand in front of his eyes to make sure that they were telling the truth. “Good god.” Calum laughed removing his hand. “Calum!” Miranda screeched as like she hadn’t seen him before. She sprinted over to him as he formed a smirk yet with a raised eyebrow. “What’s up?” He asked placing his gym bag to the ground. “So I was wondering we could maybe go out for ice cream after school? Only if you aren’t doing anything else of course.”

Her invitation took him back to say at least and she didn’t even put an effort to make it quieter about it, making his eyebrows rise higher. “I’m sorry to inform you about this but affairs between students and teachers are way out of league.” Calum almost let out a chuckle afterwards by her shocked expression. Miranda didn’t say another thing, just looked shocked over at you as you only cocked a smirk before she turned around on her heel, heading back towards her gym back.

When the last girl walked out, Calum’s eyes turned dark, going back to a no emotion expression as he looked down at you on the bench. “You-“ “Are going to change so I suggest you leave.” You snapped interrupting whatever dominant thing he was going to say. “I’m not gonna move.” He stated crossing his arms. “Fine.” You smirked, “I’ll change anyways.”

Calum’s eyes went wide as you removed your sports bra from your body along with your bra, taking your shoes off and pants, leaving you in only your panties. You gave him a small glare before removing the last piece of clothing, grabbing your towel from your back and heading towards the showers leaving Calum alone. Calum stood frozen for a second trying to register what you had just done.

Hanging your towel on one of the racks you went over to the shower and turned the water on, letting out a small yelp as the cold water hit your skin but afterwards the warmness of it came out, and letting your lips form a small sigh. And even though you didn’t turn around, you could already feel Calum’s presence behind you. The faint sound of feet walking appeared behind you but you didn’t turn your head before you felt hands being placed on your hip, cocking your head to look at Calum standing behind you, his eyes darker than before.

He wrapped his arms around your body, pulling you into his chest letting you feel his hard member resting against his stomach, the heat from his bare skin meeting yours. “Fucking tease.” He mumbled under his breath before he swung you around, pressing his lips to yours before pushing you away from the running water and up against the wall behind it, him now getting water on his body.

“How can you already be so hard Mr. Hood?” You purred as he pressed you further against the cold shower wall. “Because you’ve been fucking teasing me throughout the whole period, you think I can control myself?” He growled placing one of your legs around his hip. “No time to foreplay I see?” Your lips trailed up his neck as you spoke, “I can’t wait any longer.” He breathed before his tip brushed against your entrance, his hand getting a better grip on your leg around his hip as he secured it more, pushing his member fully into you.

The both of you mumbled out strangled moans by the sudden sensation, Calum already starting a harsh pace, pushing you further into the wall with harsh smacks, there was no doubt that there would be injuries on your back afterwards, worse than what had happened the last time. “Calum.” You whined, your nails scratching down the wet skin on his shoulder blades, the intense sensation almost getting too much for your body. Calum could feel that, so he slowed down so he managed to still have a fast pace but with less harshness in it.

He looked down at your vulnerable state by his touch, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before he gave you 3 harsh thrusts, wanting to see how close your orgasm was. “Close.” You managed to get out to his satisfaction, lifting your leg further on his hip to make sure that your G-spot were hit perfectly. Your body started to shake as he hit the right spot, your moans getting higher pitched as he kept on pushing on, determined to get you off before himself. With one last trust, your orgasm took over making your whole body shake, Calum pressing his lips into yours as he kept on thrusting, letting you experience all of it as he came not more than 10 seconds later, a small groan leaving his lips as he pulled back, his head falling back to his neck.

He spilled himself into you, keeping on the thrust until he felt like he had finished, almost letting his body collapsing into yours against the wall as his forehead felt on yours.

MR. CLIFFORD:

The faint sound of the TV playing in the living room was the only thing you could hear as you stood in front of the fridge in the kitchen, the clock passing 10pm as you were getting ready to go to bed. A buzz from your phone that was placed on the counter interrupted your thoughts and the screen lighted up a message. Forming a small smile you went over to it, unlocking it and reading the small text from Michael.

Your brother was sitting at one of the bar stools on the counter next to the one you were standing against, his eyebrow cocking as he watched the smile forming on your lips, a small giggle being silenced stuck in your throat. “What’s so funny?” He asked, you tore your eyes from the screen to look at him. “Nothing, just Melanie.” You lied, placing the phone in your back pocket and taking the class of water you had poured. “You’re lying to me.” He stated, crossing his arms.

“What?” You asked startled, an uncomfortable feeling running up your spine as you watched him in fear. “I know what you’re doing.” He warned, taking his phone out of his pocket. “You don’t know a-“ Your mouth shut close as he showed the picture he had on his phone of you and Michael outside the front of your house inside his car. “You can’t-““Tell mom and dad? Oh I will for sure if you won’t keep yourself away from him.” His tone was harsh as he spoke, shoving the phone back in his pocket.

“You wouldn’t do that to me.” You almost whispered watching him as a cocked a smirk. “Y/N, sweety, this is for your own best. For your own safety. Think it as a favor.” “I don’t want a favor.” You said more stern, crossing your arms, anger building up in your spine. “Fine.” He stated before yelling, “Mom, dad I think you should get down here for a second.”

Fear ran down your body as the sound of feet appeared on the stair case, your mouth going dry as your parents came into the kitchen, curiosity showing off from their face expressions. “What’s going on?” Your mom asked, watching your brother cocking a smirk and you having fear in your eyes.

“I think Y/N wants to tell you something.” He stated, all eyes watching you now. “No I don’t.” You snapped and watching him shrugging his shoulders. “Is it about this mystery guy who drives you to school?” Your mother formed a small smile, watching as your cheeks started to blush when Y/B/N took his phone out again, and unlocking it. “Actually it is.” He answered before showing your parents the photo. “Wait a minute; I’ve seen this guy before.” Your dad stated, squeezing his eyes to get a better look at the photo. “Oh you have? I have too. In my Society class, yet funny enough not as one of the students. But as one of my teachers.”

By Y/B/N’s words, your mom’s head snapped up by the mention of teacher, her eyes boiling in fear and anger. “What are you telling me?” She yelled startling the both of you. “Are you dating your teacher?” No words came out as your mom looked at you questionably with anger, her whole body tensing as she waited for an answer. “The picture says it all.” Your brother mumbled, feeling satisfied. “Answer me!” Your mom said more sternly now, making you stammer out a few words. “That might be correct.” You flinched as the words came out.

Soon after there were a fighting match between you and your parents, Y/B/N leaving the kitchen to let you be on your own. There was not a minute where one of them was not screaming, your dad starting a new confrontation when your mom had finished one. “I cannot believe this.” She mumbled to herself, trying to calm herself down by pulling her hair. “You’re not going to see him again.” Her statement filled the air as silence felt over the room, your dad nodding his head by her words.

“I can’t do that.” You mumbled, scratching your arm. “Oh you will. And to make sure, you’re grounded.” Your mouth felt open by the words, watching the both of them before you sprinted out of the kitchen, running up towards your room and smacking the door afterwards.

 You wanted to cry, hella yes you wanted but no tears came out even though you blinked at least thousand times. They didn’t understand and they didn’t know a single thing about you and Michael’s relationship. Of course it could be classified as “off limits” But that’s a minus when love has no limits. At this point all you needed was to be in Michael’s arms, but how would that work? An idea formed in your head and you looked at the time. The current time was 10pm and there was no reject that your parents would be to bet at least by 11:30. So when the time was right, striking 12pm you opened your window and managed to climb out of it and land safe on the ground. There was no doubt in mind that you needed Michael and you needed him now.

But what you nearly forgot was the fact that the weather was not very pleasant for your dressing and Michael lived at least 2, 5 mile away from you. But that didn’t stop you. Who knew, you could be a fast walker. But as you fought through the wind and faint snow, pulling your sweater tighter into your body, your limbs going numb and your lips full blue, it was hard to even manage to knock on Michael’s door when you were finally there.

When Michael opened his door, his eyes went wide as he saw your small vulnerable state, your body shaking but you could barely feel it. “Babe what in the world are you doing here.” He mumbled grabbing your cold hand and pulling you into his chest, taking a look outside before he pulled you inside, before walking you into the house, shutting the door with his foot. You only quivered more, trying to form out words but no came out. “Okay I’ll fix you a bath and then we can talk?” He suggested pulling slightly away to look at you, waiting for confirmation. You nodded your head by his words, forming a very small smile before he pulled you towards the bathroom.

Michael filled up the bathtub with a little mixture of shampoo whilst you stood behind him watching. “Can you undress yourself?” He looked back for a second to look at you, you nodded your head and started to take of the dampen cold clothes. When the last articles of clothes were off, Michael’s warm hand grabbed your cold one and helped you into the tub, the warmness of the water immediately embracing your cold body.

“Better?” He asked, taking a seat next to you on the floor, removing a strand of your hair away from your forehead. You formed a small smile, nodding your head at his words as you looked at him. “Care to explain me what happened now?” He asked, making you chew on you bottom lip. “Only if you’ll join me here.”

Michael didn’t hesitate for a second, just raised himself from the floor before undressing himself, giving your body a push so he could slide behind you, wrapping his arms around your stomach and pulling you back so your back was resting against his chest.

“My brother told everything to my parents.” Michael tensed in his spot by your words, his mouth going dry. “Everything?” He questioned, tighten his grip around you. “Everything.” You confirmed nodding your head and giving him a small look. “Shit.” Michael cursed, his eyebrows knitting. “My parents told me that they forbid me seeing you.” “Yet you’re still here at 1am?” He questioned, a small smile forming on his lips.

“It will take more than just my parents’ words to not see you.” You admitted, leaning more against his chest. “That was sweet.” He purred in your ear, giving you a small kiss on the cheek.

“Want me to get all the bad things of your mind?” He whispered in your ear, his teeth grasping your earlobe slightly. “What did you have in mind?” You asked looking up at him. His hand started to trace patterns down towards your belly button, his hand now resting right above your heat. The both of you kept eye contact as Michael’s hands went down to your folds, his fingers running up and down, making a shiver run down your spine.

His finger stopped on your clit and pressed, a small gasp leaving your lips as he started to circle around the bundle of nerves. “You know I love you so much right?” He mumbled as his other hand traced down to your center, immediately inserting two fingers, already going on a fast pace. “I love you too.” You managed to say through a moan, your back arching as Michael’s fingers brushed against your sweet spot.

“We’ll sort everything out I’ll promise.” His hands left your clit and let it wander up towards your chest, inserting another finger into your entrance before speeding up the pace. At this point you were a moaning mess under Michael’s touch, waves appearing around you guys as he worked on getting your orgasm approach. When your legs started to shake he knew you were close and he increased the speed more if it was even possible, feeling your whole body to shake. A warm feeling started to appear in your stomach and you let out a strangled moan when your orgasm finally hit you, making your vision lack and stars appeared.

When your orgasm had quiet down, Michael let out a small chuckle before giving your cheek another kiss, standing up from the tub and drying himself off with a towel, hooking it around his hip before he grabbed another one. “Ready to go to bed?” He chuckled as he reached for your hands, lifting you up from the towel before he wrapped the towel around your wet body. You only nodded your head with a dazed smile, too exhausted to even come with a proper answer.

Michael grabbed the plug out of the bathtub before grabbing you by the calves, lifting you up and carrying you back into the bedroom.

MR. IRWIN:

You and Ashton shared a few glares afterwards, him mostly giving you glares to make sure that you were actually doing your work even though he had removed Matty and you apart. You took a look back to glare at Matty, him now fully occupied with his plan, explaining it to Endri instead of you, making you let out a sigh, removing your gaze towards your new partner and the working paper in front of you.

The class went faster than your expectations and it wasn’t like your new working partner were that bad. As the bell ringed you collected your papers together, throwing them into your bag before swinging them over your shoulder, grabbing your coat as well. “Ready to finish the last period before our movie night is the only thing being plastered on our calendar.” Matty smiled as he stood behind you, reaching a hand out for you to place yours around making you laugh for a bit, hooking it around his to walk out, trying to ignore Ashton’s presence.

Yet you didn’t get that far. “Mr. Y/L/N.” He stopped your half through the door making you knit your eyebrows in anger, letting go of Matty’s arm and gave Ashton a bored look. “Don’t give me that look.” He said more stern in his tone making you roll your eyes at him against his satisfaction, waiting for the other students to leave the classroom.

As the last person left the room that was when your rage started. “What the hell was that dick move, why in the world would you remove me from Matty?” You almost yelled in anger looking down at him with knitted eyebrows. He didn’t say a thing, just kept staring down at his paper. “Answer me for god sake Ashton.” He pushed to chair back instantly by your words, “You think it’s easy for me to see you guys that close together?” He said stern looking down at you now. Though there was no sympathy from your side, “We’re best friends for god sake!” Ashton let out a small groan, “That doesn’t change the way I see you guys together.”

Your mouth went into a straight line as you stared at him. “You think it’s easy for me to see you close to other teachers?!” His eyes went wide by the mention, his eyebrows knitting. “What do you mean by that?” He asked crossing his arms, “The blonde one at the hallway.” You mentioned and his mouth fell open yet he didn’t get a chance to say a thing as the blonde teacher you were referring to, opened the door to the classroom. “Sorry am I interrupting something?” She asked, lifting her hands in surrender.

“No you aren’t, please come in Hollie.” Ashton greeted with a smile taking a seat on his chair. “I just wanted to ask you at what time we should meet at the Funky Club tonight.” You turned your gaze towards Ashton with wide eyes, “Oh yea uhm..” He scratched his head, “What about 10?” He asked and she nodded her head fast before disappearing from the door again. You looked back at Ashton with a questionable look. “Okay so the deal is that she just got promoted by our principal and she asked if me and some other teachers wanted to go out and celebrate it.” He explained fast making you cock an eyebrow. “And of course I can’t tag you along mainly because you’re my student and eh-“ “Because I’m not old enough.” You finished for him grabbing your bag. “It’s not like it’s something bad.” Ashton tried to reassure but you just rolled your eyes at him. You had something in mind now and there was no doubt that your black cocktail dress that has been hiding in your closet for too long needed a little fresh walk.

*

“Are you ready- Woah.” Matty’s mouth felt open as he looked you up and down, his eyebrows knitting. “This is not your usual movie night outfit.” He said in a more nervous tone afraid of what you had in mine. “That’s because we’re not going to have a movie night. We’re going to a club.” You answered fast before pulling him into his room, finding some new clothes for him to wear. “But we’re not old enou-“ You shoved a fake ID card into his stomach making him let out a huff, looking down at the card with wide eyes. “How did you even?” He mumbled looking up at you dazed. “I have my ways.” You mumbled, grabbing your purse. “Ready?” You asked, grabbing his car keys and threw them towards him. “Sometimes your spontaneous ideas take the life out of me Y/N.”

The club was already filled with a good amount of people, Matty’s eyes widen as you came in through the front door. “I feel like I’m getting sick.” He mentioned making a giggle leave your lips, taking his hand in yours before you dragged him over to the bar. “4 Shots please.” You mentioned to the bartender raising 4 of your fingers up for him to understand and he nodded his head coming back soon after with the shots.

“Ready to drown one?” You asked giving him a cheeky smirk as you grabbed the shot class, giving Matty one. He hesitated for a second, but was determined to do the same thing as you, clinking your glasses together before you drowned the shot, feeling the burning sensation down your throat as it happened.

Soon the both of you had drowned the 4th shot, Matty being completely wasted at this point. “I think I’ll go talk to her.” He mentioned pointing slobby towards a red haired girl on the dance floor. Your eyes widen by his sudden movement, in your head Matty had always seemed like the more feminine person. You watched him as he went over to the girl but was suddenly stopped as a hand landed on your hip. Turning around fast to yell at whoever was touching you, your mouth felt open and eyes wide as you noticed Ashton.

He didn’t say a thing, yet just dragged you outside towards the back exit, the cold air hitting your bare skin that wasn’t covered by your dress. “What in the world are you doing here?” He asked, yet not as angry as you expected. The alcohol on his breath was lingering in the air in front of his mouth, his body pressing harder against yours on the cold brick wall behind you.

His bulge was prominent against your thigh as he pressed harder, his lips starting to trail kisses along your neck. “You’re drunk.” You breathed, a hand grabbing a fistful of the back of his neck hair, shutting your eyes as they travelled down to your collarbone.  “You don’t seem so sober either.” He mumbled, watching you up and down pulling away. Your hand reached down to palm his hard on, Ashton pressing his hips harder to your hand to create more fractions.

“I’m too drunk right now to even be mad at you for going into a club who doesn’t allow people over 21 but at this point all I need is you and those plump pink lips of yours.” He mentioned, his thumb running over your lips. “Cute.” You said sarcastically, before opening his flannel down to the last button, showing off his chest, Ashton letting out a small hiss by the cold air. “No teasing please Y/N.” He almost begged as your lips started to trace around his chest and down to his navel.

“As you wish.” You said above a whisper starting to unbutton his belt. There was no doubt that the both of you were still pissed at each other, yet the alcohol boost had changed the anger into lust.

Moving his pants down along with his boxers down to mid-thigh, Ashton let out a bigger hiss as his throbbing member connected with the skin against his stomach, his tip red and leaking with precum. “How can you already be so hard?” You questioned taking his member in your small hand, running it up and down slowly.

Ashton managed to let out a strangled moan before he answered, “That tight dress of yours was enough to get me harder than metal.” He let out another groan as you started to speed up your hand, leaning down to give his tip a gentle kiss.

Ashton’s body started to shake just by the small gesture, his whole body draining adrenaline as he looked down at you taking more and more into your mouth that could fit. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, trying to push more of him in, yet you started to gag. “Sorry princess.” He mumbled but you only sucked harder by his words, making his eyes squeeze in delight, his mouth hanging open.

Ashton’s thighs started to tremble indicating that he was on a chase for his orgasm which only made you go faster and take more than what you actually thought you could take, trying to ignore the gagging. With Ashton’s last strangled moan he came in 3 spurts into your mouth and down your throat, pants leaving his lips in a fast pace. When he felt he was done he removed you fast from his cock before lifting you up by the shoulder and placed his lips on yours in a chase kiss. The kiss lasted until he was out of breath making him lean his forehead against yours.

“Ashton?” Ashton’s eyes opened fast by the mention of his name, turning his head around fast to hear the sound of Hollie’s high heels clicking on the stone street. She walked a further down, looking around confused trying to spot him making your eyes go wide instantly yet Ashton was more calm.

“Shh.” He whispered, taking off his jacket to place it around your shoulders. His lips brushed against your forehead as you waited for Hollie to disappear, Ashton letting out a sigh of relief as the sound of her high heels started to fade away.

He looked down at you to try to catch eye contact but all you did was to stare down the ground, determined to not lift your head to meet his waiting gaze. 

5sos Song Preference

Requested? No.

Song: All of Me- - John Legend

Ashton:

Love all your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections

“Babe, are you ready to go?” Ashton asked, opening the door to the bedroom.

You faced the mirror, avoiding his gaze, “I… I’m not going”

“(Y/N), this dinner is important to my mom.” He said, walking over to you.

You turned around as the tears started running down your face, “Ashton I look so..”

He cut you off, “You look goddamn amazing”

He seemed breathless. He walked over and kissed your forehead, “(Y/N), my mom is going to think you look great, but more importantly, I think you look amazing. The way this dress hugs your curves is so beautiful… I don’t think Ill ever get enough of you” he whispers, holding you against him.

Michael:

How many times do I have to tell you? Even when you’re crying you’re beautiful too.

You slammed the front door and ran up to your room, right past Michael, who was sitting on the couch. He looked up just in time to see you disappear up the stair. He sighed and got up, following you up the stairs. You slammed the door shut and automatically started crying.

“Babe.. What happened?” He asked through the door, knowing better than to try opening it.

“Nothing! Just go away Michael!” you shouted, sitting on the floor, resting against the door.

Michael sighed and slid down against the other side of the door, resting his head against it, “please talk to me”

You took a deep breath, “I’m tired of this Mike! Of all the hate! It’s following me to school now!”

His fists clenched, “what do you mean?”

“I mean some girl at school told me that I’m too ugly to be with you! She’s right!!”

You started crying harder, burying your face in your hands.

“(Y/N), let me in, please”

“No, I don’t want you to see me like this!” you cried, trying to wipe away your tears.

“Why?”

“Because I look terrible!”

You had bags under your eyes from your exhausting day, they were red and puffy and your nose was starting to run.

“(Y/N), I don’t know if you know this, but you’re beautiful, no matter what. When you have that sleepy little smile, your hair in a mess, your morning breath, your old sweats. When you’re angry and shaking and throwing things. When you’re laughing so hard that you start to snort. Even when you cry…..”

Luke:

You’re my end and my beginning. Even when I lose I’m winning.

“Jesus Luke could you be any more annoying?!” you shouted, throwing a wooden spoon at your boyfriend.

He just kept laughing, mocking you as you tried cooking dinner for the two of you. Your day had been stressful enough at work, you didn’t need him teasing you.

“Luke, I swear to God I will leave this house!” you snapped, slamming down the cutting board you just pulled out of the cabinet.

“Calm down, I’m just messing with you” he said quietly, taking a step back.

“Well fucking stop! I’m tired Luke! Is it impossible for me to come home and just spend a relaxing night in silence for once?!” you started to cry, covering your face.

“Woah, there’s no need to cry baby, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again..” he said quietly, wrapping his arms around you from behind.

You cried into his chest for almost a half hour, everything staying silent.

You looked up at him, “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to snap, I’m just tired”

He shook his head, “don’t be sorry babe, I don’t care that you yelled…” he started to smirk.

“What?” you asked, confused.

“I’m just really happy I got to be the one to comfort you, even if I was the one to upset you”

Calum:

My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues.

He played his bass perfectly, skilled fingers running up and down the neck of the guitar. The stadium was empty, and the show was starting in 3 hours.

His solo came up and he started to sing, “I could fly a thousand oceans, but there’s nothing that compares to what we had and so I’ll walk alone. I wish I di-didn’t have to b-be go-one, maybe you’ve alr-ready moved o-on but the t-tru” he stopped there.

The boys looked at him with concern, setting down their instruments.

“I’m sorry..” he breathed, “(Y/N) and I got into a fight over the phone about me always being gone and I can’t think straight…” he began to cry, “this song just… it just reminds me of her, I love her so much, I don’t think she knows that…”

“We don’t need to sing this song tonight if you don’t want, we can play something else” Michael said, walking over and giving Cal a hug.

The two of them sat down and were soon joined by Ash and Luke.

“I wrote her something.. I was going to sing it to her over the phone, but then we started arguing..”

“Well, let’s hear it mate” Ashton said, pulling out his phone.

Cal nodded and left the stage before coming back with an old, beat-up acoustic guitar. He started strumming the notes and Ashton started videotaping him.

~

Your phone buzzed and you opened a video from Ashton. Your eyes filled with tears as Calum started singing.

“It’s all about you, it’s all about you baby. It’s all about you, it’s all about you baby. Yesterday, you asked me something I thought you knew. So I told you with a smile ‘It’s all about you’ Then you whispered in my ear and you told me too, Said, 'You make my life worthwhile, it’s all about you’ And I would answer all your wishes, if you asked me to. But if you deny me one of your kisses, don’t know what I’d do. So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do. Dancing on the kitchen tiles, it’s all about you. Yeah… And I would answer all your wishes, if you asked me to. But if you deny me one of your kisses, don’t know what I’d do. So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do. Dancing on the kitchen tiles, Yes you make my life worthwhile, So I told you with a smile… It’s all about you.”

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I hope you liked that ;) let me know about it =) Im still taking requests for imagines and all this stuff my loves xxx Love you gus <3

Sex by The 1975

Requested: Yes

ParingLuke/ Reader

Smut: YES

Words: It’s a long one, 2,220

A/N: so I really felt like this would be punk Luke so yeah, Punk Lucas it is 

Enjoy Xx - Sarah

You had met your brother’s friend Luke a few times before. Today he was hanging out with you and your brother and a few other fiends downtown. You had found him extremely attractive from the first time you met him, but thought that if you let on that you found him hot as hell it would only inflate his already large ego, so you kept it to yourself. You were at a carnival that was in town and had been there for about a half hour and were waiting for your boyfriend to show up. He was supposed to be coming over after he got off work so you could get away from your brother and his friends. You didn’t mind hanging out with them but there was something about Luke that you just couldn’t put your finger on. He tempted you in ways you had never thought you would be tempted before. After about another hour of waiting your boyfriend finally called telling you that he got stuck at work and had to work a double shift, meaning he wouldn’t be able to come to meet you. You were pissed, this wasn’t the first time he had bailed on you and claimed that it was because of work. You had a feeling that he was cheating on you but you weren’t able to prove it. Trying to push the thought of who he could be fucking instead of being at work out of your mind you realize you now had to stay here with your brother and his friends all day. You were stuck here until he decided he wanted to go home. You sighed and made your way back into the crowd to find your brother and his friends.  You saw Luke first because he was so damn tall. Your brother wasn’t short for a guy, but damn he looked like a midget next to Luke. Stop thinking about him like this you thought to yourself. As you got closer Luke said, “So where’s the boyfriend Y/N?” He was being patronizing and it irked you, “Not coming asshole” you respond quickly as you push past Luke to your brother. “Can I have your keys please? I’ll come back and get you when you’re done but I wanna go home” you say.  “Why? Isn’t whats-his-face coming to get you?” your brother snaps. “Cole? No he’s ‘stuck at work’. Please Brian?” you say slightly pissed off by now. “Fuck that! Go find something else to do around here, you’re NOT driving my car” he says and starts to walk away with his friends. Just as Luke goes to pass you and follow your brother he leans down and whispers roughly in your ear “I can help you find something to do if you want”. He gives you a smirk as you look up at him trying to make up your mind before he has taken off with your brother. You knew what he was offering, but you had a boyfriend. But he was really fucking hot and you were pretty sure Cole was cheating anyway. You should just go find a place to hang out, but this could be so much more fun. “What did you have in mind?” you respond quietly with some sass. You looked up at him as he stopped following your brother and were surprised at his reaction. His face was shocked like he didn’t think you would even give him the time of day to respond to his offer. He quickly grabbed your hand pulled you in the opposite direction as your brother, towards the parking lot. You smiled and thought Fuck it! Luke began to jog as you tried to keep pace.  “Can we slow down a little Luke?” you ask. You weren’t that much of a runner in the first place but trying to get your short legs to match his pace was like asking a snail to run with a hamster.  “Oh yeah, sorry Y/N, forgot how short you are.” he smiled as he slowed down to a walk which was still a jog for you. “Where are we going Luke?”  Luke didn’t respond, just turned and smiled devilishly at you while continuing to make his way through rows of cars until he stopped in front of a large van.  “A van? Really Lucas? You drive a van?!?” you laugh but quickly try to stop as you see his face fall slightly. “Hey this van is amazing! It’s a chick magnet and it moves all of the bands gear for gigs! Don’t hate on the van!” he remarks. He opens the back door and you climb in as he follows and shuts the door. There were no windows and all the back seats had been removed and the floor was covered with a thick carpet with a bunch of random blankets thrown around. It wasn’t all that bad once you were inside. You sat down and leaned your back against the side of the van as Luke closed the door and sat down opposite of you. “I know it’s weird but can you take your shoes off? It’s new carpet” he asked innocently. You giggled and slid your shoes off putting them next to you. A few moments passed in silence until Luke spoke again. “Why did you say yes?” he questioned. “I’m tired of being the ‘good-girl’ all the time” you admitted. “I can help with that” he breathed as he crawled over to you. He quickly pressed his lips to yours as you remained still, processing his kiss. His lips were soft yet strong and his lip ring was so damn sexy. Feeling it move with your lips you moved your tongue and played with it as Luke groaned out of pleasure. Your hands moved from your sides up to his neck and hair as you ran one hand through his hair pulling at it slightly. Another groan from Luke as he slid his hands down to your hips and began pulling at your shirt. You moved away from the van wall as he slid your shirt over your head and turned you so you were laying down on the carpet now. He quickly moved over you and you pulled his shirt off before he came down and reconnected your lips. You moved your hands down his chest admiring the feel of his muscles under your hands then pushed him down and swung a leg over him so that you were straddling him now. You felt him underneath you as you leaned back down to leave open mouth kisses along his neck and collar bone, nipping as you moved along. His hands roaming your body made their way to your back as he undid your bra and pulled it off tossing it to the side.  “Use your hands Lucas, don’t just stare” you urge him. Then he moved his hands to your boobs massaging and pulling at them softly before he connected his lips to your nipples one at a time. You moan and gently pull his face up to reconnect your lips as you grind on his crotch earning another moan from him. You feel him getting harder as you press  your core into him and rock back and forth.  You move your hands down to his pants and unbutton and unzip them then get up slightly as you help him take both his pants and boxers off. You half stand and undo your pants as you start to slide them down Luke sits up and takes control, sliding them down slowly as he kisses from your stomach across your panty line down your left thigh then up your right thigh again. You kick your pants off the remained of the way and push Luke back down.  You grab his member and slowly lick from base to tip as he lets out a low growl in the back of his throat. You circle around the tip with your tongue before taking the head in your mouth. You go slowly taking the head in and out a few times until Luke finally shouts out your name. You slowly take as much of him in your mouth as you can while pumping the rest with one hand as the other cups his balls. You begin to move faster as you hum, the vibrations sending him over the edge. He reaches his climax and cums in your mouth as you swallow and lean down to kiss him again. Before you can connect your lips he has grabbed you and flipped you so that you are now lying down and he is straddling over you. You can feel his member hit against your core as he leans down and softly kisses your lips then leaves a line of wet sloppy kisses down your jaw and neck, past your chest and down your stomach. He stops just before putting his mouth were you most want it and blows warm air on your center. You moan his name as your hands reach down for his hair to bring his mouth to your centre. He smiles as he licks one line up your slit then kisses your clit. Slowly he brings his mouth down and begins to lightly suck and lick your clit. Soon you feel him enter one finger into you and he moves his pace slowly.  “More Luke, please, faster” you manage to get out. He places another finger in and begins to move faster as he continues to suck. Soon there is a third finger and he is moving fast. You can feel your orgasm building as you pull at his hair cuss and moan. You finally hit your high and scream out, “LUUUUUUUUUKE” as he continues to help you ride it out. When you start to come down he hasn’t stopped moving his fingers which has just started to build another orgasm, you grab at his arm to pull him out but he doesn’t let you, he slides his body up to you as he brings his member right to your entrance quickly sliding his fingers out and replacing them with his member. He doesn’t leave you time to adjust as he thrusts all of him into you quickly and pulls out again. He repeats this a few times then picks up the pace leaving you breathless. He was not only long but thick, holy fuck was he thick. He filled you like Cole never could. “Oh my GOD Luke!” you cry out. He responds by burying his face into your neck and sucking on your skin. You were definitely gonna have a few hickeys when you were done. His thrusts get faster and slightly sloppy as he gets closer to his high, you can feel your walls start to contract as you approach your orgasm.  “I c-c-can’t Lu-u-uke” you mumble as you lose yourself and let go. “FUUUUUCK LUUUUUKE” you yell as you reach your high again. Seeing you reach your high Luke hits his and you feel him shoot his load inside of you. He continues to thrust, slowing down as he brings his hand to your clit to rub vigorously.  “Luke, don’t. I don’t think I c-can take an-other one. FUCK” you manage to get out before you feel your third orgasm building. Luke continues to thrust and rub your clit until you start to scream from ecstasy, then he crashes his lips to yours to quiet you as you finish riding out your high.  He pulls out and lies down next to you as you both try to catch your breath. “Well that was……fun” you finally say. “Thanks I guess" “Anytime Y/N, anytime” he responds and winks at you. You get up and start to put your clothes back on as you remind him, “You know I have a boyfriend. This was a one time thing Luke” “Sure it was, go see whats-his-face and see if you still think it was a one time thing” he smiles knowingly at you. You finish getting dressed just as your phone starts to go off, it’s your brother. You answer your phone. “What Brian?” you ask harshly. “We’re gonna leave, just thought I would let you know instead of leaving you here” he responds severely “be at the car in 10 or I’m leaving your ass here” he says as he hangs up. “Better get going, thanks for the distraction Lucas” you smile wickedly at him as you open the door to leave. “See you around” you say before closing the door.  You make your way over to where your brother had parked and sit on the hood of the car to wait for him. Finally you see him and his friends all walking up, Luke now with them all dressed. “Where the fuck were you Y/N?” your brother asks.  “I found someone to do, like you said” you respond. You smile at Luke as he hides a small laugh while your brother doesn’t get what you’ve said. You hop down off the car and climb in the passenger seat as Luke and another friend walk of to his van and the others pile into the back of your brother’s truck.  Luke was amazing and you really did like his personality, but you have a boyfriend anyway. But maybe not for long.
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Jealous much? 

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(Text) Could you possibly do one where you’re in a relationship with Mikey and your both open about your sex life to the boys and one day he’s fucking you from behind and he takes a photo from his pic and sends it to one of the other boys to make him jealous