The Prince (Lashton au)

Ashton

I lay in the treehouse dazed in thoughts.

I could've sworn I heard someone scream my name today.

I was at my job and Alice was manning the front register, I heard the door open and she was being awfully nice to this person.

His voice was deep and he sounded like he was under a lot of stress. It wasn't until after he went outside that I heard my name being screamed. Alice came to get me seconds later and told me to take over her shift.

I reluctantly agreed.

He sounded like Luke but that's impossible because Luke wouldn't know to find me there. Let alone know I'm still here.

I miss him so much. The way his blonde hair looked like he just got out of bed, the way his blue eyes glimmered in the moonlight. I'm not even sure he ever existed. A boy that perfect is impossible to create.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of sticks and leaves crunching.

I start panicking. I tiptoe around the treehouse trying to find somewhere to hide.

Nowhere.

They begin to climb the ladder and I freak out. I grab a board from the ground and stand next to the trapdoor. The door flies open and I whack the first thing I see with the board.

I hear a loud groan and a soft slam. I peak my head out of the door and see Luke laying on the ground holding his head. I jump out of the treehouse and onto the ground, twisting my ankle along the way.

"Ahh!!!" I scream out as I sit on my butt holding my leg.

"Ashton are you okay?" Luke asks a deep concern in his voice.

"I think the question is are you okay." I say breathing deeply trying to divert my attention from the pain.

"I'm fine just a bump with a board." he says chuckling.

I giggle and he smiles at me.

He lifts himself from the ground and walks over to me. He puts an arm under my knees and lifts me up climbing the ladder.

"Wow you're really strong Luke." I say squeezing his muscle.

He smiles and continues climbing.

I bury my head into his neck and inhale his perfect scent. Sweat and lilac soap courtesy of the castle. He reaches the top and helps me up first then he climbs up.

He sits down next to me and accidentally kicks my foot. I wince.

"I'm really sorry Ashton I didn't mean to." he apologizes.

"I'm fine. It's fine. It doesn't even hurt." I lie.

He smiles.

"You can't lie to me Ash." he says balling my shirt into his fist and pulling me to his lips.

He kisses me lightly, gently, as if his lips could break me in two. His tongues slips against my own in perfect sync.

I pull him on top of me and things get a little more heated.

His hands are rubbing up and down my thigh and he is hard against me.

"I'll do it if you want to." I say.

"Yes Ashton, I thought you'd never say that." he answers.

He pulls off my shirt and leaves a trail of kisses from my neck to the waistline of my pants. I moan as he stops and sucks on the skin there.

"You like that?" he ask continuing harder.

I groan in response.

I can feel a smirk spreading across his face. I tug at the end of his shirt beging for him to pull it off. He does and his chest is bare against mine. We kiss and I can feel my fingers tracing the outline of his abs. He unbuttons my pants and slides the zipper down. Then, he does the same with his own. We pull off our pants quickly and lay against each other me in boxers him in boxer briefs.

He grinds his hips against my own and in an instant my boxers are being thrown onto a trunk.

"I'm scared." I confess.

"I am too, but I'll be easy like i've seen the butlers do with the maids." he says.

I giggle.

He slowly inserts himself into me and I let out a slight moan. He pulls out and my back begins to arch. He thrusts in repeatedly and sweat drips onto my shoulder. He removes himself from me and rolls over.

"I never want this to end." I say.

"All great things must come to an end." he whispers back.

He comes and lets out a deep sigh.

"I fucking love you Ash!"