Life is keeping me on my toes, so I’m very appreciative that Sir and I managed to have some 1 on 1 time tonight ;) I also see he has been posting & reblogging sexy things on our page. I will get around to posting some pics recently taken later today hopefully. Sweet dreams!
and her younger brother, Eric, have had a rough life before meeting
the Irwins. For the past three years, Malia has been working as a
maid for the Irwin Family in order to provide for her and her little
brother. Everything’s going well for her, but that’s only because
nobody knows about her secret crush on the man of the house, Ashton
Additional Comments - HEY GUESS WHO’S IN THIS CHAPTER :D Also in this
chapter, you get to see how Ashton really feels about Malia since ya
know, I’ve only ever talked about how Malia felt for Ashton. Enjoy!♥
I woke up the next
morning I was sore everywhere in my lower area. My vagina was sore, my
inner thighs were sore, and my ass was sore. Even my jaw was a little
sore from that ball gag being in it almost the whole time. I moved my
jaw around a little to exercise it and try to make it feel better, but
it did nothing. I sighed and sat up, throwing the covers off of me.
actions woke Mr. Irwin, because he stirred in his sleep and then turned
toward me, opening his eyes. He yawned and rubbed his eyes before fully
opening them and looking at me. He sent me a tired smile and spoke.
“Morning, beautiful.” He said in his deep, raspy morning voice.
“Morning.” I smiled back at him.
He sat up and stretched,
letting out a loud noise. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and
nuzzled his nose to my neck, making me giggle slightly.
“Sore anywhere?” He asked.
“Yeah. Everywhere that’s needed for me to walk.” I chuckled, and he chuckled also.
“Well, lucky for you, you don’t need to do too much walking today.” He kissed my shoulder.
“And why’s that?” I asked, wrinkling my eyebrows in confusion.
“Its your day off. Remember that?”
I shook my head. “I
cancelled all my days off months ago for a bigger salary. Remember
that?” I countered. “Besides, its almost 10 and I’m late for work.” I
said and started to get out of bed, but he grasped my arm.
“Malia, you’re already
here.” He pointed out, then it was silent for a moment as he stared at
me. “Why are you so strict on yourself? You decline almost everything I
His question made me
stop and think. Why was I so strict on myself? I’m always working from
dawn to dusk and I hate taking breaks, but I also love them. I hate them
because I’m not working to make money, but I love them because they’re
so relaxing. I’ve only ever willingly accepted only one of his offers
and that was the day after I lost my virginity to him. It was when he
told me I could relax until he got home with the kids. Other than that,
I’ve declined every other offer he’s given me. Sure, I let him feed me.
Sure, I moved in with him, but both of those were things he literally
had to order me to do.
“I think its because I’m
so used to getting stuff done myself. I’ve taken care of Eric and
myself almost all my life, even before we ran away from my mom.” I said
and shrugged, looking down at my hands.
“Hey.” He spoke in a
gentle tone and I turned my head to look at him. “You’re not alone
anymore, Malia. I’m here for both of you.” He told me and I swear I
almost cried. He just cares so much and we aren’t even his kids.
He gestured for me to
lay back down with him and I did. He put the covers back over me and
pulled me into his chest, letting me snuggle into him. I closed my eyes
and I was relaxed for a moment, but then my eyes popped open at a sudden
“Wait…Mr. Irwin, don’t you have work today?” I asked.
He chuckled. “Yes, and
I’m also the owner. I’ll just take a sick day. What are they gonna do?
Fire me?” He joked and I laughed slightly. “Besides, I’m needed here.”
He added in a softer tone, kissing my forehead.
He’s so sweet. Its a
wonder why someone like him could be taken for granted. He was humming
another random tune in my ear as he held me comfortably and eventually, I
fell back asleep.
I woke up again, but
this time it was to a screaming match happening downstairs. Also, I was
alone in the bed this time so my guess is that it was Mr. and Mrs. Irwin
again. Why does she keep coming back? He obviously doesn’t want her
“You’re one to talk, Calum! You screwed one of your students, remember that?!” I faintly heard Mr. Irwin yell.
“That’s different and you know it! At least she was of age!” Another male voice yelled back.
I crumpled my eyebrows in confusion. That didn’t sound like Mrs. Irwin at all.
“You’ve known how I’ve felt about her for the longest! Why are you so mad that I finally have her?!” Mr. Irwin shouted.
“She! Is! 17! Years! Old!”
“I! Don’t! Care! I like her, Calum! Hell, I might even love her!”
My heart stopped at that
statement. That’s not possible. He can’t love me. I’m…me. I’m not
someone who deserves love. Lust, maybe. I’m not that bad looking. But
love? No. I mean, sure, I was already falling for him, but I didn’t
expect him to actually feel the same way.
Out of curiosity, I got up from the bed and walked to the door, quietly opening it a little bit so I could hear more clearly.
“You can’t love her.
You’ve only been intimate with her for like a week, as far as I know.
That’s not love, Ashton. That’s lust.” The other man stated.
“I know I’ve only been
intimate with her for a week, but I’ve wanted her for so long. Ever
since she was 16, I was smitten by her. At first, it was lust. Just pure
lust. I only thought about getting her into bed and that’s it. But
then, as time went on, I found myself smiling whenever I saw her smile. I
found myself grinning from ear to ear whenever I saw her playing around
with her little brother. I even found myself completely despising
her days off. All I ever wanted was to take care of her and I sure as
hell can. I just wanted her to be happy and content with her life. And
the fact that me and Shauna weren’t going anywhere with our marriage
didn’t help it either. Its as I was falling more and more out of love
with Shauna, I was falling more and more for Malia. I–”
“Stop.” The man interrupted him. “Just stop. This is wrong, Ashton. You can’t do this. Its illegal.
Believe me if it were someone of age, I’d be hella happy for you,
especially since you’re finally cutting that woman you call a wife
loose. But she’s a teenager. You can’t–”
This time, Mr. Irwin
interrupted him. “Never mind. You don’t understand. I thought that of
all people, my best friend would be the one to understand how I feel
about this. Do I know its wrong and illegal? Yes. Do I feel somewhat
guilty about it? Yes. But do I really feel for this girl? I do. And do I
really want her with me for the rest of my life? Abso-fucking-lutely.”
My heart fluttered at his words. He really felt that way about me?
“You’re right. I don’t
understand.” The other man spoke up after a moment, making Mr. Irwin
sigh. “So help me to. Help me to understand why she’s the one you chose
to fall in love with.”
“Okay first off, I
didn’t choose to fall for her. Why would I choose to want an illegal
love affair?” Mr. Irwin clarified. “Secondly, I’ll go get her. You’ll
see what a sweetheart she is and hopefully, that’ll make you understand
at least a little.”
My heart completely
stopped for a second. I heard Mr. Irwin’s heavy footsteps coming up the
stairs and I panicked for a slight second. I hurried up and quietly
closed the door back, running back to the bed and closing my eyes to
pretend I was asleep. A moment later, I heard the door open. Footsteps
were coming to the bed and I felt him place a hand on me, shaking me
“Wake up, princess.” He spoke gently. “There’s someone who wants to meet you.”
I opened my eyes and let
out a yawn, pretending I had just woken up. I sat up and rubbed my
eyes, running a hand through my hair.
“What?” I asked, acting as if I didn’t hear him the first time.
downstairs who wants to meet you.” He repeated. “There’s a few robes in
my closet. You can wear one of them to cover up.”
He leaned down and
kissed my forehead before heading back out of the room. My heart began
to race. What if this man doesn’t like me? What if he still thinks Mr.
Irwin is wrong for falling for me? I can only imagine how bad this could
I got up from the bed
and went inside his closet, picking out a black, fluffy robe. I would’ve
chosen the silk, but silk means seduction. I don’t want to come off as
that. I looked in the mirror and combed through my hair with my hands,
trying to look at least slightly decent for the stranger downstairs.
When I was done, I finally headed downstairs.
When I got down there, I
saw that the other man was also very attractive. He looked younger than
Mr. Irwin though. He was maybe in his mid or late twenties. He had
black fluffed hair and his eyes were a very dark brown, almost black
color. He was fairly tanned and you could definitely see he spends time
in the gym. He was also tall. It looked like he was a bit taller than
The fact that he was attractive added to my nerves.
“Hello.” He greeted, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Hi.” I replied once I found my voice.
I went to go stand by Mr. Irwin and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
“Calum, this is my maid, Malia. Malia, this is my best friend, Calum.” Mr. Irwin introduced.
I sent him a nervous
smile and he awkwardly waved. He looked up at Mr. Irwin and they
exchanged looks for a second before Mr. Irwin spoke up again.
“Well, why don’t we all go in the dining room? I’ll make us some tea or something.”
He slid his hand down to
my lower back and led me to the dining room, sitting me down next to
Calum. Mr. Irwin left the room and went to the kitchen, leaving us alone
together. To say I felt awkward and nervous would be an understatement.
I looked down at my hands and started fidgeting with them.
“So.” Calum spoke up. “How long have you been working for Ashton?”
“Since I was 14.” I answered, not looking up at him. “How long have you known him?”
“Since we were teenagers. We used to be in a band, ya know.” He told me.
“Really?” I asked, looking over at him.
I can’t imagine someone
like Mr. Irwin in a band. Wearing tight jeans and band T-shirts and
having wild hair just didn’t seem like his thing. Almost every time I
see him, he’s always in a sharp, clean suit. His hair is always neatly
combed and styled perfectly. If I saw him in a band, I’d probably see
him playing the violin or the triangle, maybe even the cello.
“Yeah.” He chuckled.
“Ashton was the drummer and I was the bass player. There were two other
dudes in the band as well, Luke and Michael. Luke was the lead singer
and played the guitar and Michael was the lead guitarist. We all sang,
but that was more of Luke’s department. Michael almost dropped out of
school for the band, even.”
“Oh. What happened?” I asked curiously.
Mr. Irwin? A drummer? No way. I can’t see it.
“Well, you know who One Direction is, don’t you?” He asked me.
“Yeah, kind of.” I nodded.
Louis Tomlinson saw our ‘Teenage Dirtbag’ cover on YouTube and he liked
it so he contacted us, asking us if we wanted to tour with them. We
were stoked. Luke was shaking, I was shaking, Ashton looked like he was
gonna pass out, and Michael was almost hyperventilating. But then, we
asked our moms and they didn’t like the idea. Well, Ashton’s mom was all
for it since he was of age. It took my mom some convincing, but she
came through. It was mostly Michael’s mom and Luke’s mom who weren’t too
keen on the idea. So, since we didn’t get their approval, we had to
decline him. Sometime later, we all went off to college and got our
degrees and went on with our lives.” He shrugged. “I still think about
what could’ve happened if we actually went on tour with One Direction.”
“Do you still keep in touch with them?”
and Luke? Yeah. Saw Luke a few days ago, actually. He’s expecting
another baby. I’m the only one out of us four who isn’t married with
“Wow. Mr. Irwin, a drummer.” I said to myself, still in disbelief.
“A damn good one, too.” He chuckled.
“Really, Calum?” Mr. Irwin chuckled.
both turned around and saw him come in with a tray of three mugs of
tea. He set them on the table and sat on the couch opposite of us. I
reached for a mug and sipped it, letting the hot tea warm my inside.
They both got a mug and did the same, then Mr. Irwin spoke again.
“Were you seriously telling her about our band days?” He asked, a slight smile on his face.
“Yeah. I was reminiscing for a bit.” Calum chuckled.
“How much did you tell her?”
“Oh god.” He rolled his eyes playfully.
“I’m still stuck on you being a drummer.” I spoke up. “No offense, Sir, but you don’t look like the rock band type.” I giggled.
“Well of course I don’t now.
I cleaned myself up and got my own business and a wife and kids. I
can’t show up to a professional company in black skinny jeans and a Jimi
Hendrix T-Shirt with a bandana around my head and drumsticks in my back
pocket.” He laughed, and we laughed also. “You know I still think about
what could’ve happened to us if we actually did tour with them?”
“Same here. I wonder if we would’ve had a big fan base or whatever they call it.” Calum stated.
People would hate us. They’d throw tomatoes at us.” Mr. Irwin joked.
“'Who the fuck are these guys and why does that dude have pink hair!’.”
He added while laughing and Calum laughed also.
“Oh fuck, Michael did
have pink hair!” He laughed louder. “I remember I had to be there with
him when he shaved his head. He squeezed my hand so tightly, my fingers
turned fucking blue!”
“Well if he didn’t fucking dye it so much, it wouldn’t have died.” Mr. Irwin chuckled. “You can’t say I didn’t try to warn him.”
“'I do what I want, I’m punk rock!’” Calum said with a deeper voice, probably imitating the guy they’re talking about.
then there was Luke’s tall ass lanky self. The guy’s two years younger
than me and he’s like a whole fucking foot taller than me.”
taller than you, Ashton. It doesn’t matter if you were the oldest, you
were the shortest with the highest voice.” Calum teased.
“Shut the hell up, Calum.” Mr. Irwin laughed.
was just laughing along at everything they said while sipping my tea.
I’ve never seen this side of Mr. Irwin before. He was completely relaxed
and everything that came out of his mouth was a joke. I guess only his
closest friends could bring out that side of him. As they were talking, I
couldn’t help but notice something.
“Mr. Irwin, where’s the kids?” I spoke up.
they’re next door at Mr. and Mrs. Hellman’s. They wanted to go play
with their grandkids so I let them. I let them spend the night as well.”
“Oh.” I responded, sipping my tea a bit more.
“In fact, why don’t we do something too? We could go to the mall or something.” He suggested.
“Yeah, sounds alright.” Calum agreed.
I only nodded.
I got dressed, we headed to the mall. So far, we went inside Macy’s,
Hot Topic, Forever 21, and a candy shop. Mr. Irwin made sure to get me
something from every store, no matter how much I declined. Now, we’re
sitting in a food court and waiting on our food. Calum’s standing in
line and waiting for them to call our order while Mr. Irwin and I are
sitting at a table.
“So? How do you like him?” He asked, referring to Calum.
“He’s pretty cool, to be honest. Its crazy how long you two have known each other.” I answered.
know right? I think out of that whole band, Calum was the one I was
closest with. I even made him promise me that if that whole band thing
didn’t work out then we’d never lose touch. Everyone needs a Calum in
their life.” He chuckled, and I giggled lightly.
still stuck in my mind that Mr. Irwin was actually falling for me. I
never would’ve guessed. I thought he just wanted my body and I was
completely okay with that. It sort of trips me out that he’d fall for
someone like me.
“You know, you remind me a lot of myself. Well, when I was younger.” He commented.
“I do?” I asked, wrinkling my eyebrows.
I was hard on myself too. I basically had to raise Lauren and Harry
myself since my mom had to work. Its kind of like you and Eric, you
my mom didn’t work to take care of us. She doesn’t even deserve to be
called a mother.” I muttered, looking down at my hands again.
was a drunk and she was really abusive. She would mostly abuse Eric
though, well try to at least. Every time she went after him, I did
everything I could to stop her and more often than not, it would result
in us fighting.” I explained and he gasped.
Malia…” He whispered. “I had no idea you’d been through so much…”
He trailed off. “If I did, I would’ve tried harder to stop Shauna from
working you so hard.”
“Its fine.” I shrugged. “It was years ago. I’m pretty sure Eric’s forgotten about her.”
“But you haven’t.” He said softly.
looked back down at my hands and bit my lip to keep myself from crying.
He was going to speak up again, but Calum came back with our food. From
then on, I was silent.
we got back home, it was almost 10 and Calum announced that he had to
leave. He gave Mr. Irwin a “bro hug” goodbye, and gave me a hug goodbye
as well. I’m guessing I was nice enough for him to like me, or at last
approve of me. When he was gone, I started walking to my room but I was
pulled back by Mr. Irwin. He pulled me into him and held me, gently
rocking us side-to-side.
“Sleep with me tonight.” He spoke after a moment.
“Mr. Irwin, I’m not really in the mood to have–”
“I’m not talking about sex. I’m talking about actual sleeping. Ya know, cuddling, kissing, sleeping?”
“Oh. Okay.” I accepted.
took my hand and led me up the stairs to his room. We both went in and
he closed the door behind us, locking it. We both stripped down to our
underwear and climbed into the bed, cuddling up with each other. He
began stroking my hair and planted a kiss on my forehead.
“Malia?” He said after a moment.
um…please don’t be creeped out when I say this but…” He paused,
taking a deep breath. “I think I’m falling for you. Hard.”
My breath hitched in my throat. I never thought he’d actually tell me.
“Y-You are?” I stuttered.
“Yeah. I’ve been in love before but this time feels so much stronger than the last time.”