"We Wont Turn Out Like Them"- Ashton Fluffy Smut - Part 2/2

(Part 1/2 - http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/97422073780/we-wont-turn-out-like-them-ashton-fluffy)


The dizziness of our tangling bodies caused me to be unaware of how we got from the living room to our bedroom, but somehow we did. My hands tracing patterns on the small of her back as we became undressed. It had been a while since i could have said that, a while since we could laugh about the pile of cloths leading to our bedroom in the morning. A while since we could wake with bright smiled plainly due to the presence of one another. But it was about to happen and i wouldn’t stop it for the world. Slow and sweetly just the two of us learning about our bodies again, learning to love again.

My mouth traced over every crease of hers remembering just how she tasted. It was addictive like the touch of her skin, everything about her becoming addictive. We could barely part as our feet walked backwards letting us fall against the bed sheets. They were cool under the radiation of heat that came from our skin. Still never parting as we shuffled backwards to the pillows. I could feel her heart beat pulse as i let my fingers linger over her body. The soft, warm skin responding to my touch. Memorising how she shivered when i trailed up her legs and over her stomach and breasts, along her neck, moving further to feel the soft feathers of hair fall through my finger tips. How her hands clasped onto my back, holding me close to her. How when i moved further down to wrap one of her legs around my waist she moaned into my mouth. The sound like sweet music to my ears, i had missed this.

Pulling back for a spilt second she pulled at the sheets and i took the hint to cover our lower bodies with the thin material. Adjusting myself before looking into her eyes for some reassurance that it was okay. Becoming nervous, as it was like we were starting from fresh. A weak smile and a deep sigh came as she parted her lips, her fingers trailing over my face.

"Its okay..you don’t have to be hesitant Ash." She felt my nerves, reassuring me like she always did.

"I just want this to be right, i just need to know you want this as much as i do." Her fingers pulled at the hair on my neck, her eyes diverting from mine.

"Then know it, i want this. I want us, i need you. To feel you like before, to wake up beside you, to cuddle you when I’m cold and sad, laugh with you when I’m happy…" She looked sad again, working up the courage to look back at me before she trailed off. I could tell it hurt her to be so vulnerable, to be weak to what had happened to us. I knew she was just as scared as me, but i knew that we both knew, together we would be okay.

"Heyyy, no more tears…i want all those things too, and only with you. You don’t have to be scared because I’m right here and just as nervous as you are. But i want this because i promised you, i promised you from the start that we wouldn’t be like the rest. That our relationship wouldn’t fade and become lonely, i promised i wouldn’t go a day without telling you what you meant to me…i failed you for a second, but no matter whats happened you still mean everything to me. And I’m promising you from now, that we wont turn out like them…" I could feel the sentiment in my words leading us into a state of tears again, i was trying to stay strong. She knew it, leaning up to cuddle into my frame.

"You could never fail me. We just got lost but we’ve found each other again. I’ve found you again, and i wont ever let go." And i knew then that we understood one another, we were determined to fix what we had because it was a million percent worth it.

"I love you Y/N."

"I love you Ashton." We let our lips touch lightly, feeling that mythical spark. "Make love to me…" She whispering into my ear and i wanted nothing more than to do that.

The next few moments flew by as my hips pushed into hers, feeling our pelvis bones hit together as i filled her up. She was tight and warm around me, she felt amazing just like i remembered. A soft sigh leaving her lips as i started to move. Taking her hands in mine as our lips connected and i rocked into her. Slowly, feeling ever reaction she made; from the way her fingers tightened with mine to how her legs trembled. Her walls compressing as she nearer her climax, the feeling incredible after so long. Her tongue clashing with mine as pushed deeper, feeling her tighten. Her stomach arching into mine, the warm flesh making my own stomach muscles flinch as we touched. One hand came down to wrap around her waist holding her against me as i threw my head back, the both of us letting out a throaty moan, climaxing together.

Our lips never tired as we made out sloppily, relaxing together. I found it hard to pull away from her, both our hands tangled in the others hair. The only separation came when we needed to catch our breaths, taking those few seconds to glance at one another.

"Your, so, beautiful." I let out during pecks, meaning every word. I felt her shiver under me, the hair on her skin rising with my words. It amazed me that i had this effect on her still, it brought a flutter to my heart to know this love between us was still so strong.

"Are you tired?" Whispering into the the dark i rolled over and pulled her with me to lay over me, our lips still pecking.

"A little." She whispered and i nodded allowing her head to lay under my chin, just as i remember it.

"Ashton, promise me that in twenty years you will still make love to me like that.."

"I promise." I mumbled, crossing my heart that i would do just that. My eyes beginning to close, feeling a rush of exhaustion wash over me. Now wanting nothing but to stay in this moment forever, with her here with me, my whole world laying in my arms. Maybe i wasn’t tired just from tonight but maybe i was tired from it all, from all these nights. From the distance and pain that had worked its way between us but was now being eroded. And now, because of this, i could sleep sound knowing that when i woke, id be in the embrace of the girl i loved.

(Thank you for the amazing feedback on this, i hope you enjoy part 2 just as much xx)

Anonymous asked:

Can you do a thing where you like both Ash and Luke (and you have for a while) and only Cal knows? (sorry its vauge)

Yeah i can do something with that, will try and have it posted tomorrow xx

Mr Hemmings - Luke Smut/Imagine Part 25 

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Part 24 -
http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/95858334910/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-24

Part 23 -http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/95498437630/mr-hemmings-luke-fanfic-part-23

Part 22 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/94766961100/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-22

Part 21 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/94578501115/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-21

Part 20 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/93960013180/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-20

Part 19 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/92276532480/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-19

Part 18-
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91995098200/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-18

Part 17 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91894430140/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-17

Part 16 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91496741975/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-16

Part 15 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91091628565/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-15

Part 14 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/90500119530/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-14

Part 13 -http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/90397605055/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-13

Part 12 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/90005925700/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-12

Part 11 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/89596979020/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-11

Part 10 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/89003956885/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-10

Part 9 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88613186615/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-9

Part 8 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88517781655/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-8-part-7

Part 7 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88219923765/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-7

Part 6 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88117618610/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-6

Part 5 -http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/87313645370/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-5

Part 4 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/87028248190/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-4-part-3

Part 3 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/86944234535/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-3-part-2

Part 2 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/86522923410/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-2-part-1

Part 1 - http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/86448926135/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-hes-bit-of-a-bad-boy

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"Ash?" You whispered to the tall boy standing beside you. His eyes gazing around the small woodland area which was lit up with fairy lights and the laugher of four punk rock goof balls.  

"Are you okay sweetheart?" 

"Yeah, wow I’m just really nervous…now i feel sorry for you guys before a show." He smiled.

"You’ll be fine Y/N…are you ready?" Nodding he held his arm out for you to take, your heart pounding anxiously. 

Never in your dreams did you imagine this would be the conclusion to the short months spent with the tall blonde boy. Now you were going to be his wife, at 18 his wife! But it was right, at least it felt it in every way. Tightening your grip on Ashton’s arm he looked down giving you a reassuring smile as you began to walk down the makeshift isle. Trees either side if you with cherry blossom falling lightly to create a beautiful setting. Picking up the material of your low key yet still pretty dress, your feet moving as Luke came into sight, praying that you wouldn’t fall. His tattooed body under a white shirt with back buttons, he even wore suit trousers, a small pink rose sticking out of his suit jacket. Your heart began to race even faster as you got closer to him. Michael and Calum standing beside an old hunched over man which you assumed was the registry. That twenty second walk feeling like a lifetime as you thought over the past months. How he shocked you with the knowledge of knowing your name, how you let him have his way in that school cupboard. The way you felt after that first night at his house. How he let you into his life, his music, his band. How nothing had managed to separate you both, not distance or other girls, not one thing. And not one thing ever would. How his band loved you equally taking you in, how Ashton he saved you both. And how saying yes to his proposal was the easiest decision of your life. 

Meeting Luke you you couldn’t help but stare, your neves shot as you stood in front of him. His eyes exploring you with a gentle smile spread on his face. Coming close to his body you were pulled into a comforting embrace, the feeling of him against you making the hair rise on the back of your neck. This was it. 

"You look so beautiful." He whispered and you blushed a deep red. He always had this effect and would always have this effect. Cheeky Lucas Hemmings not knowing the true impact he had on you. 

Your eyes fluttered to the side, feeing the presence of Ashton. You suddenly felt the urge to think him for all he had done. Grabbing his arm you turned to him a last time. 

"Thank you, thank you so much." With a warm squeeze  you whispered into his ear, he knew what you meant and pulling away to kiss your cheek with a nod he moved to stand with the other boys. 

"Can i have my girl back now?" A sarcastically sweet Luke chuckled as you were handed over to him. 

"Sorry man.." Ashton giggled infectiously putting his hands up in defence. 

"Chill Hemmings, you’ve got me for the rest of your life." You joined in with the laugher, taking Luke’s hand in yours. The rest of your life…but it would never be long enough.

The ceremony went like a flash, zoning out as Luke and you stared at one another in awe. So in love with one another to care about anything else. The moment so perfect, although you were sure the boys were getting tired of waiting for you both to slowly repeat the vows recited. It didn’t matter though, all that mattered was right there and then when you were finally each others forever. 

"You may kiss your bride.." Was the last thing to be heard before the sounds of wolf whistles from the boys as you and Luke pulled in for a deep kiss. It was like the whole world was silent and still as your lips connected. The feeling of his hand against the arch of your back as yours rested around the nape of his neck, keeping each other close. 

"I love you so much Y/N."

"I love you too Luke, so much." You lips met once more sealing the words in. 

"Hm hm." Calum interrupted with a smirk, your cheeks blushing red becoming aware of the small audience. 

"You guys got plenty time for that later." Michael joined. 

"But not in my fucking bunk again.." Blushing more Luke chuckled holding you close to him for comfort. 

———-

"I just want to congratulate my best mate and his Y/N, you are inseparable and loud!" Michael slurred out not yet drunk but definitely tipsy.  

"Thanks Mikey.." You giggle with the others. 

"Well what can i say i love you mate, and well your growing on me Y/N i might like you if you stopping beating me at things…" He went on starting to ramble to himself as Ashton and Calum got up to do some weird dance whist attempting to keek in the dark.

You were all huddled round a camp fire on the beach, sitting between Luke’s legs as he played with your hair, every so often leaving light kisses on your shoulder. 

"I love you.." He whispered the words giving you shivers. 

"I love you too Hemmings." 

"Hey, i can call you that now Hemmings." He spoke up excitedly. 

"Damn i never actually liked your name either.." 

"Your so cheeky Mrs Hemmings."

"Your so cheesy Lucas!" You shouted back at him turning round you push him back on the sand. Your hands either side of his head as you looked into his eyes, they sparkled in the moon light shining a deep blue. He really was a handsome boy, your boy. His fingers came up to trace the side of your face, brining it down to let your lips touch sweetly. His mouth forming a smile with your own. 

"This is crazy…"

"Y/N…" He warned winking at you. God that wink made you weak at the knees. 

"Im not over thinking, I’m reminiscing over us, how did we get here. How did i ever fall in love with somebody so much…"

"Because that somebody is just as in love with you, the heart knows baby." That was the sweet boy you knew under his tats and rock music. Leaning down once more you kissed again, this time his hands tangling in your hair as you cupped his face in your own. 

"Oi! Get a room!" The other punk boys shouted as you both chuckled deeply, the small amount of alcohol in your system easing the embarrassment. 

"Do you want to?" He whispered quietly in your direction, completely ignoring them. 

"I’d love to."

(Hey so its taken me a while to update this, it is the second last part with part 26 going to be the last. Thank you so much for all the amazing support for this fan fiction it means so much. I hope you enjoyed it and look forward to part 26! xx)

Mr Hemmings - Luke Smut/Imagine Part 25 

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Part 24 -
http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/95858334910/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-24

Part 23 -http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/95498437630/mr-hemmings-luke-fanfic-part-23

Part 22 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/94766961100/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-22

Part 21 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/94578501115/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-21

Part 20 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/93960013180/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-20

Part 19 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/92276532480/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-19

Part 18-
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91995098200/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-18

Part 17 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91894430140/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-17

Part 16 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91496741975/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-16

Part 15 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/91091628565/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-15

Part 14 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/90500119530/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-14

Part 13 -http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/90397605055/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-13

Part 12 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/90005925700/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-12

Part 11 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/89596979020/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-11

Part 10 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/89003956885/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-10

Part 9 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88613186615/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-9

Part 8 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88517781655/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-8-part-7

Part 7 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88219923765/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-7

Part 6 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/88117618610/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-6

Part 5 -http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/87313645370/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-5

Part 4 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/87028248190/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-4-part-3

Part 3 -
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/86944234535/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-3-part-2

Part 2 - 
 http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/86522923410/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-imagine-part-2-part-1

Part 1 - http://flyinghighwith5.tumblr.com/post/86448926135/mr-hemmings-luke-smut-hes-bit-of-a-bad-boy

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"Ash?" You whispered to the tall boy standing beside you. His eyes gazing around the small woodland area which was lit up with fairy lights and the laugher of four punk rock goof balls.

"Are you okay sweetheart?"

"Yeah, wow I’m just really nervous…now i feel sorry for you guys before a show." He smiled.

"You’ll be fine Y/N…are you ready?" Nodding he held his arm out for you to take, your heart pounding anxiously.

Never in your dreams did you imagine this would be the conclusion to the short months spent with the tall blonde boy. Now you were going to be his wife, at 18 his wife! But it was right, at least it felt it in every way. Tightening your grip on Ashton’s arm he looked down giving you a reassuring smile as you began to walk down the makeshift isle. Trees either side if you with cherry blossom falling lightly to create a beautiful setting. Picking up the material of your low key yet still pretty dress, your feet moving as Luke came into sight, praying that you wouldn’t fall. His tattooed body under a white shirt with back buttons, he even wore suit trousers, a small pink rose sticking out of his suit jacket. Your heart began to race even faster as you got closer to him. Michael and Calum standing beside an old hunched over man which you assumed was the registry. That twenty second walk feeling like a lifetime as you thought over the past months. How he shocked you with the knowledge of knowing your name, how you let him have his way in that school cupboard. The way you felt after that first night at his house. How he let you into his life, his music, his band. How nothing had managed to separate you both, not distance or other girls, not one thing. And not one thing ever would. How his band loved you equally taking you in, how Ashton he saved you both. And how saying yes to his proposal was the easiest decision of your life.

Meeting Luke you you couldn’t help but stare, your neves shot as you stood in front of him. His eyes exploring you with a gentle smile spread on his face. Coming close to his body you were pulled into a comforting embrace, the feeling of him against you making the hair rise on the back of your neck. This was it.

"You look so beautiful." He whispered and you blushed a deep red. He always had this effect and would always have this effect. Cheeky Lucas Hemmings not knowing the true impact he had on you.

Your eyes fluttered to the side, feeing the presence of Ashton. You suddenly felt the urge to think him for all he had done. Grabbing his arm you turned to him a last time.

"Thank you, thank you so much." With a warm squeeze you whispered into his ear, he knew what you meant and pulling away to kiss your cheek with a nod he moved to stand with the other boys.

"Can i have my girl back now?" A sarcastically sweet Luke chuckled as you were handed over to him.

"Sorry man.." Ashton giggled infectiously putting his hands up in defence.

"Chill Hemmings, you’ve got me for the rest of your life." You joined in with the laugher, taking Luke’s hand in yours. The rest of your life…but it would never be long enough.

The ceremony went like a flash, zoning out as Luke and you stared at one another in awe. So in love with one another to care about anything else. The moment so perfect, although you were sure the boys were getting tired of waiting for you both to slowly repeat the vows recited. It didn’t matter though, all that mattered was right there and then when you were finally each others forever.

"You may kiss your bride.." Was the last thing to be heard before the sounds of wolf whistles from the boys as you and Luke pulled in for a deep kiss. It was like the whole world was silent and still as your lips connected. The feeling of his hand against the arch of your back as yours rested around the nape of his neck, keeping each other close.

"I love you so much Y/N."

"I love you too Luke, so much." You lips met once more sealing the words in.

"Hm hm." Calum interrupted with a smirk, your cheeks blushing red becoming aware of the small audience.

"You guys got plenty time for that later." Michael joined.

"But not in my fucking bunk again.." Blushing more Luke chuckled holding you close to him for comfort.

———-

"I just want to congratulate my best mate and his Y/N, you are inseparable and loud!" Michael slurred out not yet drunk but definitely tipsy.

"Thanks Mikey.." You giggle with the others.

"Well what can i say i love you mate, and well your growing on me Y/N i might like you if you stopping beating me at things…" He went on starting to ramble to himself as Ashton and Calum got up to do some weird dance whist attempting to keek in the dark.

You were all huddled round a camp fire on the beach, sitting between Luke’s legs as he played with your hair, every so often leaving light kisses on your shoulder.

"I love you.." He whispered the words giving you shivers.

"I love you too Hemmings."

"Hey, i can call you that now Hemmings." He spoke up excitedly.

"Damn i never actually liked your name either.."

"Your so cheeky Mrs Hemmings."

"Your so cheesy Lucas!" You shouted back at him turning round you push him back on the sand. Your hands either side of his head as you looked into his eyes, they sparkled in the moon light shining a deep blue. He really was a handsome boy, your boy. His fingers came up to trace the side of your face, brining it down to let your lips touch sweetly. His mouth forming a smile with your own.

"This is crazy…"

"Y/N…" He warned winking at you. God that wink made you weak at the knees.

"Im not over thinking, I’m reminiscing over us, how did we get here. How did i ever fall in love with somebody so much…"

"Because that somebody is just as in love with you, the heart knows baby." That was the sweet boy you knew under his tats and rock music. Leaning down once more you kissed again, this time his hands tangling in your hair as you cupped his face in your own.

"Oi! Get a room!" The other punk boys shouted as you both chuckled deeply, the small amount of alcohol in your system easing the embarrassment.

"Do you want to?" He whispered quietly in your direction, completely ignoring them.

"I’d love to."

(Hey so its taken me a while to update this, it is the second last part with part 26 going to be the last. Thank you so much for all the amazing support for this fan fiction it means so much. I hope you enjoyed it and look forward to part 26! xx)

"We Wont Turn Out Like Them" - Ashton Fluffy Smut

(So this wasn’t requested but an idea of my own, since it is quiet long i decided to make it a two parter. If you guys like it i will do Part 2 for tomorrow. Anyways its a little sad and yeah i almost cried but i hope you enjoy xx)

*His POV*
I was late home again, these days at the studio felt like months when i returned home to the familiar apartment. Walking inside to smell the sent of Y/N, feeling relaxed as i knew she was here. She meant everything to me, i lived to see those bright eyes when they connected with mine, her hair that was feathery to the touch. The way she smelt, the softness of her skin. Her laugh that always made me smile. The way i could hear her mutter to herself from time to time, the gentleness of her fingers. The petite hands that fit like a jigsaw with mine. Our proportions perfect allowing her head to lean against my chest, my arms to rest around her waist, to swing around her shoulder…But then the sadness filled my heart again. The bitter atmosphere that hung in the air these days making its appearance.

I couldn’t quite remember when it started, i just remember little things that let me know it was happening. The way she switched from wearing my cloths to bed, back to her own. How we never dressed in the same room, how we began locking the bathroom door. The way we turned away from one another as we slept, and how i began to forget the sound of her voice. We spoke like strangers, small talk and nervousness. Little glances towards one another before looking away in the hope of not being caught. Making separate meals, eating in silence. Friday night movies stopped leaving spare time in my life, i was never late to practice anymore without early morning make outs. I found myself crashing a Calum’s more and more. I couldn’t put my finger on why or how but we had drifted apart. We lived separate lives, she changed her hair style and i made new friends, she started college and the band moved forward. But we stayed together in this apartment, because if she felt anything like i did, we were far too in love with one another to end it.

The cool air of our, mine, her, this house hit my arms as i let the leather jacket fall onto the floor, walking away something stopped my from picking it up. Maybe i just didn’t care anymore. I was tired, of it all, tired of this ache inside me. An ache for the sleeping girl upstairs, it broke me every day knowing she was so close yet so far away. Kicking off my boots i wandered into the kitchen, searching for something to sooth the pain before i headed up stairs to face it. The cool liquid burned down my throat as i downed the whiskey letting out a sigh and turning off the light exiting the tilled room.

My attention was caught as the smell changed, it was sweeter than when i first came home. It smelt like, Y/N. It smelt just like her sweet perfume, thinking about the misshaped bottle that she sprayed of the soft skin of her neck every day. How i would lay in bed pretending to be asleep but secretly watching her take the bottle in her hands and let it soak into her skin. I followed it just like i did her in the mornings, my breath catching in my throat as my eyes became paralysed.

She was there, standing. So frail and small, her hands holding the jacket i had let fall moments before tightly in her hands. Against her, she held it so close like somebody was going to rip it away from her any second. The thick hair falling round her head as she lowered her face into the material, breathing in the sent on it i heard her let out a faint gasp. She was crying.

My body stood, frozen as i watched her sob. My heart beating with every hiccup and soft gasp she let out. My fists balled with frustration as i longed to pull her into my arms, jaw clenching and brow frowning with concern, i felt her pain. She was crying for the both of us. Every tear she shed i wanted to as well, i wanted to hold her to me just as tightly as she was holding the jacket. The scene in front of me restoring that she still loved me too, just like i loved her.

Before i knew what was happening my feet moved and my heart jumped to my mouth. Her body turning on the spot to see me, her blood shot eyes coming into contact with mine.

"Y/N?"

I kept moving as she stared at me, her body looked like it might fall have fallen at any moment. I was cautious at first but something inside me snapped as i came closer to my girl. She looked lost and broken just as i felt, her cheeks stained with transparent liquid shining from the dull light. Her lips trembled as i was no inches from her body. She watched me intently as i reached my hand out, i was wary. Scared that she might run away if i moved to quick, but when my eyes connected with hers we exchanged what seemed like permission to do or say what was needed. Touching her skin was like touching fire, a burning sting causing me to stop for a second. The sensation becoming addictive as i ran my fingers along her cheek, memorising every crease and wiping the tears away. I wondered how the days of laugher and that sweet smile had turned into this depressive, shattered expression she had. It was neither of our faults, just something that had happened. It was just life, cruel. It tore something so special apart but that that something was still there, the small shred of it making me fight.

"How did it end up like this huh? How did we let it happen?" I was soft almost whispering to her, a tear falling of my own. Finally we were confronting the problem.

"Im sorry." She was almost inaudible, her face falling. She had nothing to be sorry for.

"No…I’m sorry. I promised you. I promised you that it wouldn’t be like this. We said we would never fall apart, that we wouldn’t be like all those couples who lived in black and white. We said there would always be colour, that we would always be happy. We would talk. We would always love each other…"

"You don’t love me?" Tears threatened to spill from her eyes again.

"No! Of course i love you, i love you so damn much it hurts, and thats why I’m still here. Because i love you, but i. But i stopped telling you, i stopped showing you, i let you down and I’m so fucking sorry." It was my turn to breakdown, i felt her arms wrap around me. Her small body clinging onto mine, my larger one cradling hers, The feeling of her against me breathtaking. Together we cried.

"Just, just hold on for me Y/N." Mumbling into her soft hair she balled my shirt in her hands, our breathing steadying. I could feel the beating of her heart slow down, the pace finding a rhythm with mine. Her body pulling away slightly to look up at me as i looked down at her, watching ever move. A flutter of butterflies filling my stomach as she grazed her fingers along my face, pushing my hair back and smiling at me.

"Your such a beautiful boy, i could never let go of you or us." She sniffed back a last tear and i felt relief fill me as i closed my eyes pushing our foreheads together and smiling. Her fingers running through my hair, my hands holding on tightly to her.

"I love you Y/N."

"I love you Ashton." It felt good to hear her say it, although i knew it deep down hearing it gave me comfort. I really loved this girl, i loved that she was still mine after this struggle, i even loved how she never said she loved me too because it wasn’t the same but that she said it like she was saying it first because it meant more. I could list the million and one things i loved but there was all the time in the world to think about it. I was now focusing in on those plump lips that after months i longed to kiss.

"Can i..?" Gesturing what i mean she smiled with a light blush to her cheeks. My hands cupping her face as i found it adorable how she was nervous, but i was too. It was like the first time, terrified to mess up but when our lips touched all the fear in the world went out the window. It was perfect, it was like when you die and your life flashes before you, picturing all those times we shared and feeling like a page had been turned and we were now free to write our future together…


(Part 2?)

Taste So Good - Preference (4/4)

(Requested) *Smut*

LUKE
Pushing you back on the bed, his hands would come down to spread your legs as he disappeared between them. He would use them to hold your hips down on the sheets, one coming up to intertwine with yours as you squeeze it for relief. His actions would turn from sweet and teasing to dominant and fast, never giving you a break as he would love the desperate sounds of your gasps. Humming against you in amusement you’d begin to reach your high, his mouth sucking against you hard as you arch off the bed struggling to let the moans of pleasure from your lips due to pure overwhelm. But he wouldn’t stop there, his mouth would keep going. Secretly eager for you to cum again as he cleaned you up…and damn Luke…

CALUM
The warm water would run down your back as he pushed you hard against the shower wall. Dropping to his knees and throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. His lips closing around your clit as he sucks harshly on the sweet spot. Biting down on your lip as you grab his wet hair in your hands pulling and tugging at it. His mouth never detaching from you as your legs begin to shake and your breathing becomes heavy. The steam created from the hot water and you and Calum clouding the room. Your vision blurring as you climax, his arms holding you up against the tiles. Throwing your head back to steady your breathing, chest rising and falling fast…mmm that was hot…

ASHTON
Playfully wrestling on the couch with him would quickly turn into something more as he had you pinned down with his mouth sucking and licking over you. He would be fast and harsh with his movements, loving the sounds of you moaning desperately under him. Clawing at his scalp, your legs would come up round his head as you bent your knees back so he could go deeper. The curly hair all you can focus on as he works his magic. Closing your eyes tightly as you begin to come undone but Ashton being all smug and cocky would quickly thrust two of his long fingers inside you, curling them upwards as your back arches off the cushions. A strangled scream coming from your throat as he growls with lust watching you with dark eyes…fuck…

MICHAEL
A horny Michael would have you squirming and wriggling under him as you bit down on a pillow to hold back your moans. The two off you getting up to no good in his bunk, him teasing that you had to be quiet or he would stop. You would do everything in your power to keep it down, never wanting the pleasure to end. He would sloppily leave kisses over the inside of your thighs, a trail of love bites to follow before diving back in but not for long as you grasp onto the sheets, your head twisting into the pillow to drown out your moans. Him demanding you look at him as you cum making it almost impossible not to scream out for him…

(And i have to stop, jesus… preferences aren’t my strong point but i hope you enjoy xx)