Imagine being a pretty famous musician, which means you have a lot of fans. Just like the boys of 5 Seconds Of Summer. They are hyped to be on one of your concerts and meeting you afterwards. A big dream comes true for them.
Request: Calum hood imagine where you get jealous because he’s talking to one of his model friends and shes flirting heavily. So you get home and kind of take charge with sex and have him submit ti you? You don’t have to write smut If you don’t want to, you can ignore me.
Warnings: Smut!, Domination, jealously, cursing
A/N: I usually don’t write smut. But I made an assumption. I hope you all like it, I normally don’t do this.
“That bitch, if she touches his arm one more time,” You mumbled into the glass that was at the edge of your lip, Ashton heard from the other side of you. A small chuckle coming from him, “He would never cheat on you, you know that,” Ashton told you like you already did not know that, “I know he would never do that. But doesn’t mean that it’ll stop all these horny ass bitches from flirting with him, and see! She did it again!” You pointed a finger at her, Ashton just going back to shaking his head and pouring you more of whatever it was.
“Maybe you should go and say something.”
“It has crossed my mind, that is for sure. But I do not want to be one of those girls, that makes a huge scene in front of everyone because someone is talking to my boyfriend. I have enough faith and knowing that he would never do anything like that,” Ashton nodded his head in agreement at what you said, but it stilled boiled the blood in you watching her being so persistent at trying to get him to do something.
“Look at that, he is getting annoyed,” Luke confirmed from behind you, and he was right the stone face Calum came through finally and his eyebrows knitted together. “I will be back boys,” I beamed, placing the glass on the nearest table as I walked towards my boyfriend that was currently chewing out one of Mitchy friends.
“Seriously, you don’t keep on touching someone even after they told you to stop countless times!” Calum hollered over the music that was pumping out of the speakers, the girl face was a mixture of anger and embarrassment, since by now almost everyone was watching and paying close attention to one of the most mellow guys in the room lose his shit.
“I kept sending you signals to stop, even told you to stop. Could you just fuck off kindly, please?” He emphasized the please at the end, saying it a little more quietly since he finally took notice of everyone staring at us.
“Calum come on, you are embarrassing the poor thing,” Tugging on his shirt sleeve, a huff coming from him before he took his hand in your own. He left his cup on one of the speakers as the both of you walked out of the house, “God, I kept telling her if she could stop touching me, kept moving away little by little. But what did she do? Walk even closer to me!” Calum was ranting on and on, he didn’t even take notice by now that we were in the back seat of his car, till I took off my shoes and positioned myself on the floorboard of the car.
My hands roamed up his thighs till they came to the top of the buckle and the zipper, “W-What are you doing?” He stuttered out, tugging down his pants revealing his blue boxers that were underneath his jet black pants. “Well, I got kind of pissed off with you talking to that girl,” You admitted his you started to run a finger up and down the shaft of his penis, a low throaty groan coming from him in reply. “R-Really?” He whispered out, a small gasp coming from him as you took the tip of him in your mouth, but only the tip rolling your tongue around his tip. His hand started to push your head a little further down, pulling out his penis from your mouth, grabbing the tie that was on the floorboard of the car, “What are you doing?” He asked in worry, grabbing his hands taking a seat on his lap, “Well I don’t want to be rushed babe, no touching, nothing.” Tying his hands behind his head, making sure to lift the headrest a little higher, double knotting the tie around his wrists. Leaning back his eyes holding a mixture of pleasure and curiosity, unbuttoning his shirt till getting annoyed and ripping it open all together, running a finger down his chest, nipping at his smooth chest. All the while giving him a handjob with the other hand, “Please, just let me fuck you,” He whispered out in a gasp, a smirk coming over your face, “Hm..I don’t know about that, tonight I decided when you cum. I am the boss,” You said, taking off your underwear and going over to the other side of the car.
Hiking up the dress a little further up the waist, spreading your legs wider putting two of your finger in your mouth making sure that they were wet while groping and foundling you’re breast with the other hand. Calum was hard as a brick, his eyes were fixated on you, the way you were sucking on those fingers and wet pussy that he could see the light shining off the wetness. Gasps and moans were escaping from you, running the wet fingers down your chest, slowly traveling down your chest, till it reached the opening.
“Oh my god, I am so tight and wet,” I moaned at as I put two fingers in, slowly starting to move them in and out of me ever slowly. “Babe, please,” Calum groaned in protest as he watched his girlfriend finger herself in the back of his car, while he was tied up and could not help in any way. “I wish my fingers were yours, or even that big long cock of yours, the way it feels me up whenever you enter from the back,” You taunted, curling your fingers at the thought of Calum in you. Pulling them out real quick when you felt the knotting the bottom of stomach, lifting up the hand that you used in the distant light of one of the streetlamps, taking a little lick of it before shoving them into Calum waiting mouth.
As he was doing that you scooted over a little more towards him, pulling out a whine coming from him in protest. Leaning over taking his cock back into your mouth once again, his hips making his cock go deeper into the back of your throat. Moving a little closer, before taking it out completely again. Moving one leg over on the other side of his head, and the other on the opposite side. In a way it was the sixty-nine position, just a little more different since you both were in a car. And right when you re-entered his cock into the warmth of that mouth, his lips and face was in that pussy destroying it.
The way his tongue was moving in and out of the opening, his lips sucking at the lips and even nibbling a little bit. Was just overly organismic, it took ever bone and will power to move away from his experienced mouth.
“My fucking god, why did you stop!” He hollered but stopped when you shoved the underwear in his mouth, grabbing the shaft of him once again, though this time entering it into you. In all truths it felt more fulfilling than your fingers or his tongue ever could. He must have felt the same since he let out a deep throaty groan. You started out moving the lower part of the body slowly, grinding into him. He was bringing his hips upwards hitting all the right places, leaning back gripping his thighs as you started to move faster till you were bouncing all together. Coming up with a good rhythm between the two of you both, suddenly his hands were roaming all other your body. His arms wrapped around you the middle of you, bring you to lie on the seat, his hands took yours in his bringing gripping them above your head.
“Fuck me, please!” You shouted, by now you could careless about the bitch that was flirting with him and how she kept touching him. Now all you cared about was how Calum was bounding into you with your legs over his broad shoulders, the moans and groans coming from both of you. The way the car was rocking back and forth, how he was pulling the back of your hair, all that matter to you right now was how good Calum was fucking you and not that bitch inside.
“God I fucking love you,” You both said at the same time as the both of you came at the same time.
You let your head whip
around and lock eyes with Luke, his eyes now letting tears fall as he holds his
daughter in his arms as chaos goes on around him. In that moment you just wanted to be in
his arms, pressing continuous kisses along his face, trying to wipe away
every little crease in his forehead and worries in his life. But you couldn’t
you just continue to walk further and further away from him, only making his
heart break with each step.
Request: No [A DOSE OF DOMINANCE AND DRAMA + OVER SIMULATION!]
A/N: hope you enjoy! and continue to send in some more requests and ideas! also, thank you to everyone for helping me reach 4k!
Everything changed when
those words left your mouth that night. Every little aspect of your life became
hidden away and has been tossed and turned around since those letters that are locked
together spewed out of your mouth and to the musty atmosphere that night.
Now your whole entire
world revolved around Luke, Jocelyn, and school. You spent most of your time
around their house so you mostly spent it by Jocelyn’s side, either playing
with her or teaching her little things. When it came to Luke, you were always
there to comfort him and give him the affection that he deserves, every night
you were under him, letting him pleasure the deepest and most sincere parts of
your body as you let kiss after kiss and words after words spew out of your
lips about how amazing and perfect he was. He would always say the same back to
you. You both grew closer together; you learned more about him as he did with
you. He knows all of your secrets, thoughts, and what keeps you up during the
night, and vice versa.
Now with school, you
were so hesitant and scared about with. You were afraid to leave Luke and
Jocelyn behind as you headed off to college, your mind would be so busy
focusing on your courses and making new friends that you always got scared of
the fact on what a toll it would have on the little girl and grown man that you
love so deeply. You knew that you weren’t going to live on campus because your
mom did not have the money for that, and you sure as hell know you’re not going
to be moving out anytime soon, but you were so scared on what will happen when
school does start up again and you have to leave. Luke always told you that
you’ll be fine and that he’ll take care of everything and that things will be alright,
but ever since you got into the picture everything has been so easy and perfect
since you came along. Sure, you would be able to see them on the weekends, and
if you were lucky you would also be able to see them during the week also but
you wouldn’t know. And you don’t know, and that’s what you’re so scared about.
But all you do is take
a deep breath and take it day by day and minute by minute. You live in the
moment and try to keep yourself organize and remain calm as the summer begins
to come to an end and back to school commercials start to play constantly on
radios and TV’s. You just take it with ease and grace as best as you
When Luke saw your
disoriented and frustrated self he knew that he needed to you get your mind off
of school since that was the biggest thing ticking you off, so he suited up
Jocelyn and himself and brought you all to the movies to go see a late night
screening of Moana. To say you were
happy was an understatement, Luke bought you as many snacks and candies as you
and Jocelyn wanted, he let you both run around the arcade and play numerous
games, he even let you beat him five times in air hockey, which you were so
crappy in but he let you win nevertheless.
You were smiling from
ear to ear when the movie was finished and Luke had his arm wrapped around your
shoulder and your hand was in Jocelyn’s. This day was just going absolutely
amazing and you knew just the perfect way to end it.
“How about you get
ready for bed and I’ll put Jocelyn down for the night,” You say, smiling at Luke
as you begin to undo the little girl’s shoes in your arms as she was slumped
against your shoulder, out like a light.
“Okay, thanks a lot
babe,” Luke says while leaning forward and pressing a kiss against your warm
cheek. You just smile at him before shooing him off and kicking off your shoes
before hurrying to get Jocelyn to bed.
It took longer then you
expected to get Jocelyn’s tired body to get ready for bed, her slumped out
frame was difficult to get into her pink unicorn pajamas in and you could barely
keep her head straight when trying to brush her teeth and comb through her
hair. It was a hassle but you got through with it, you gently placed her on the
bed and tucked her in nice and tight before making your way over to the night
light to switch it on.
When you got up from
the ground, your eyes looking around the pink coloured room to make sure
everything was in place, you walked over to the door before you hear a sluggish
‘wait’ trail out of the little girl’s mouth. A small smile tugged at the ends of
your lips as you walked over to her tossed figure and bend down.
“Yes Jojo?” You whisper
while leaning forward and pressing your lips against her forward, your hand
raising up and taking a stray hair way from her face.
“A-Are you like?” She
mumbles, eyes still shut as her lips begin to drool with spit; you roll your
eyes before using your sleeve of your cardigan and wiping it away.
“What am I like?” You
remark, your eyebrows rising as you begin to pet her hair.
“Are you l-like my mom
now?” She asks, her words slurring a bit.
Preference: You Get Brought Up During An Interview
Summary: basically what the title says lol
Warnings: Some swearing!
Ashton: The breakup hadn’t gone well. Everyone knew that, even the fans. Both Ashton and you stopped following each other on all social media and all posts made about each other were deleted. It was like (Y/N) and Ashton had never happened. Of course, looking at Ashton, anyone could see that something had happened that had ruined his entire world. Hell, you had been his entire world for almost a year before walking away. Ashton made it very clear to his fans, friends, and family that he didn’t want to talk about you. So when Barbara Walters asked, “Who’s single?”, everyone was shocked. Ashton raised his hand. He licked his lower lip and looked down, his face full of pain. Surely, Barbara wouldn’t ask about you. That would be too risky. All four boys seemed to hold their breath when she did ask, “Ashton, you just broke up with a girl, correct?” Ashton swallows hard and looks at her. Michael jumps in, determined to help his best friend. “You know, maybe we should stick to just questions about our-” He gets cut off my Ashton. “Yes, but she broke up with me. I did something really stupid and I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.” Calum pats Ashton on the shoulder lightly, but Ashton shrugs him off and looks straight into the camera. “(Y/N) was the best thing that ever could have happened to me. She treated me like a normal person and I took advantage of that.” Ashton pauses, taking a deep breath. “I went on tour and cheated on her because on one stupid drunken night. She deserves a hell of a lot better than me, and I really hope she finds that.” Ashton finishes, his eyes watering. He tries to blink the tears away, but one escapes and rolls down his cheek. But little did he know that you, the one that got away, was watching the interview and crying along with him. “I don’t want to find better, you asshole. I want you.” You say to yourself, grabbing your phone to send him a text.
Calum: “So, Calum, who’s the lovely lady you’ve been spotted with lately?” Nancy O'Dell asks, grinning as a picture of you and Calum walking down the street pops up on the screen. Calum sighs as the other guys laugh. “We’re just friends.” Calum says. “Really good friends.” Ashton says. “So good that he takes her for dinner almost every night.” Luke chimes in, grinning. Calum rolls his eyes. “Well, what’s her name?” Nancy asks. “(Y/N). We’ve been best friends for three years. That’s all.” Calum says, smiling as he thinks of you. Michael smirks. “Well, there was that one time in Vegas-” Calum slaps his shoulder, causing Michael to stop. “Fans seem to like her.” Nancy comments. Calum’s smile grows wider. “Oh yeah, they adore her. They ship us so hard.” He chuckles, thinking of the fans. “Calum wants to get with her, but she’s a little slow on figuring that out.” Ashton says. “Shut up. Just shut up.” Calum mumbles, covering his face with his hand. You laugh from your living room, watching your best friends on tv. “Tell us about her.” Nancy instructs. Calum bites his lip. “Well, okay. She’s amazing. I pretty much know everything about her.” Calum chuckles again. “She comes to every show that she can and cheers us on from backstage. When I’m down, she makes me smile. Her cooking is terrible, but she tries to cook for me once in awhile, which is nice. Her laugh is like music, but way better.” Calum tells Nancy, his smile only growing as he speaks. “See, he’s in love with her.” Luke says quietly. “That’s sweet.” Nancy says, smiling. You bite your lip. Calum knows all the bad things about you and he loves you anyway. Maybe you would have to give him a chance because come on, what could possibly go wrong?
Luke: Everyone freaked out when Luke posted the first photo of you on Twitter. He loved you immensely, but the fans weren’t so crazy about you. They didn’t hate you, but they also weren’t a fan of you. “Okay, so before the show, Luke, you said you have an announcement to make.” The interviewer says. Luke nods, coughing. “It’s about my girlfriend, (Y/N). We’re getting married.” Luke confesses. The other boys grin and clap, as the interviewer frowns. “She’s been dealing with a lot of hate lately. Are you sure marriage is the right choice?” She asks. Luke’s jaw clenches. “She’s the love of my life. Fans need to understand that. (Y/N) isn’t going anywhere. She makes me happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life. I want to spend the rest of my life with her.” He says firmly, looking annoyed at the interviewer. “How does she handle the hate?” The interviewer asks. “It used to bother her a lot more. Now, she doesn’t care what people think.” Michael pipes up, saying, “It’s crazy, she makes jokes about the hate and they’re hilarious.” The other guys laugh, nodding in agreement. “I love her. I always will.” Luke says softly, smiling.
Michael: You and Michael were nothing but fuck buddies. Everyone knew that because Michael was very open about it. At first, you both tried hiding it but when pictures kept coming out of the two of you going into hotels, there was just no point in hiding it. “So, how’s (Y/N) doing, Michael?” The interviewer asks, smirking. Michael grins, glancing over at you backstage. “She’s great. We’re great.” The interviewer chuckles, mumbling, “Guess that means the sex is great too.” Your face heats up and you look away from Michael. “Oh, hell yeah it is!” Michael says loudly. “They’re like animals.” Luke mutters, a look of disgust crossing his face. Michael chuckles. “Want some water, miss?” A guy backstage asks you. You smile. “Yes, thank you.” He grins. “Can’t have a pretty lady like yourself getting parched.” You roll your eyes but laugh as he tells you cheesy pick up lines. You glance up when the interview takes a break, seeing Michael coming towards you. “Hey! How’d it go?” You ask, but he doesn’t answer, only grabs you by the wrist and pulls you out to the hallway. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Michael snaps, his jaw clenched. “Um, what?” You ask, confused. “Flirting with that jackass while I’m doing an interview. You’re mine, did you forget that?” Michael asks, his lips attaching to your neck. You bite your lip. “I wasn’t flirting.” Michael growls a little, looking at you. You lick your lower lip and he groans. His lips meet yours in a rough, heated kiss. “You’re fucking mine, do you hear me?” He asks firmly, his fingers digging into your hips. You moan a little, nodding. “What do we have here?” The interviewer asks, leading a camera man into the hallway. Michael curses under his breath and pulls away. He follows the interviewer back inside, pausing only to look back and say, “We’re not done here.”
synopsis: fuckboy!calum was your roommate and even though he is the embodiment of arrogance and late night stands, indulging into his charm is pretty hard to resist.
warning: mentions/suggestions of sex, suggestions of oral sex, foreplay
a/n: just a heads up, this is a gay writing piece. there is no particular reason as to why i wrote it as a gay piece other than in the moment, it felt right to make it. sorry to the anon who requested this if this isn’t what you expected as i did tweak it a bit. if you want a part 2, i can TRY and make a part 2 with actual smut. credits to the gif owner.
There is something about him that made everyone crave him. I don’t
know if it was his smirk that just seemed to be forever planted on his face,
the way he licked his lips teasing whoever his next victim was; to let them know
that he could do so much more than moisturise his lips with that tongue, the
way his arms looked so strong yet so inviting that if he were to trap you
between his body and the wall, you wouldn’t mind; or maybe it was his whiskey
almost onyx eyes that ironically shined brighter than any star that reels the
people in. I honestly don’t know, but I don’t blame the hopeless for falling
into his trap. He certainty knows how to get them good.
His parents should’ve named him ‘Dick’ considering it suits him
very well and that’s the only head he uses to think with, but no. That’s not
his name at all. He has a rather strong, masculine name that people just love
to moan out. They call him ‘God’, but he honestly just prefers ‘Calum’, to make
him seem more humble.
What a dick.
I rolled my eyes as I sat in our shared apartment, eating cereal
on the couch, watching him escort the lovely and most likely closeted gay male,
out the door. Once the door closed I cleared my throat, grabbing Calum’s
“3rd guy this week, Calum and shit it is only Tuesday.” I said as
Calum smirked at me.
“Wanna be the 4th?” he winked, strolling towards me before
I scoffed in disgust as I rolled my eyes once more, getting up
from my spot immediately after he sat down.
“Yeah how about no.” I answered, drinking the leftover milk from
my cereal before putting it in the sink to wash later.
“Oh right, because you wouldn’t want to cheat on your little
boyfriend, huh?” Calum said, stretching his arms over the entire couch back and
letting his arms rest on top of them.
“Again… he is not my boyfriend.” I said with annoyance practically
oozing from my response as I made him his usual cup of coffee. Calum liked his
coffee the way he liked his men; super sweet, light and give him enough energy
to be in control of everything. Calum and I have a weird love-hate dynamic
between us. I hate him. He loves me. I criticise everything that he does. He
constantly flirts with me. I make him coffee and he helps me study for my
finals. It’s extremely odd, but it is how we work.
I carried his coffee mug with both of my hands as I steadily
walked over to the couch, making sure not to spill a drop. As I slowly bend
forward to put the coffee cup on the table, I felt his eyes staring into my
behind. I looked over my shoulder and glared at him. However, he didn’t care
that I just caught him checking out my ass, in fact it made him stare at it
even more, adjusting his body slightly as his eyes trailed from my ass and
finally meeting with my eyes.
“Checking my ass out. There is more to me than just my ass,
“Oh I know. There’s your pretty little mouth too and that tongue
My jaw dropped as I quickly stood up straight, clearing my throat.
A sudden heat rushed up to my face as I tried to calm down. Calum smirked as he
sat up properly and leaned over to grab his coffee.
“Thanks for the coffee, Y/N.” Calum said, winking at me.
*Imagine Ashton and his daughter
getting into a heated argument and Ashton ends up saying something that makes her cry and run up to her room so he decides to call you (his best friend // secret
crush) to come over to help him out.
Part II - Imagine Ashton’s confession goes viral, which he isn’t happy about. He is afraid to lose the bestest friend he ever had. It’s like you are gone until you appear in the crowd of 5sos’ next show. You traveled all the way from home to tell him in person what you feel for him
CAN U IMAGINE THEM BEING THE BAD BOYS OF THE SCHOOL AND YOU’RE LUKE’S GIRL AND WHEN HE HEARD THAT SOME JERK WAS HITTING ON YOU, HE GOT SO PISSED BC YOU’RE HIS AND NO ONE HITS ON HIS GIRL AND HE STORMED OUT LIKE THAT WITH THAT SMOULDERING LOOK TOGETHER WITH THE BOYS, ON THEIR WAY TO TEACH THE JERK A LESSON