Yayo Daddy - 50s Greaser!Ashton AU - PART TWO
The AU is set in 1950s Hollywood - this website has all the fifties slang on it if you don’t understand it x
Inspired by Yayo by Lana Del Rey
PART ONE • masterlist
“Ashton, we can’t go up there! It’s too dangerous!” You gasped, seeing the huge Hollywood sign loom on the giant hill in front of you.
You felt the road beneath the motorbike loosen to only dirt. Ashton seemed to be loving the occasional terrified noises that slipped out your mouth and how your arms tightened around him as he accelerated.
“Cool it baby, we’ll have a blast.”
It was something about his unfaltering confidence that made you trust him. You held tight to him as he navigated up the steep hill, you were moving closer and closer to the gigantic iconic letters. You had never done anything as risky as this and you had to admit that the adrenaline pumping through your veins felt good, really good.
You squeaked loudly as Ashton abruptly stopped the motorcycle, kicking the stand down and hopping off the bike, holding his hand out for you but looking around cautiously for any security guards.
“Ash?” You questioned, but he shushed you with a long finger on his lips.
You momentarily got distracted, your attention being brought to his perfect hands. Your gaze followed their length and then the prominent vein that ran along the the back of his hand. The thought of them touching you everywhere roughly almost made you drool, and a small whimper fell from your lips involuntarily, startling you and causing Ashton to smirk in your direction.
“Say something?” He asked in a half-whisper.
“Uh no, no.” You stuttered, badly covering up your embarrassment.
He just nodded, but the sly grin on his face told you he heard you loud and clear.
“Follow me.” He waved his arm in the direction of the landmark.
“But…” You began, your words being cut off as Ashton quickly swooped you into his arms, planting a firm kiss on your lips.
You felt your cheeks flush pink as he pulled away from you. His face remained close to yours, his hazel eyes boring into you, a strange streak of softness about them as he spoke.
“No buts.”
You were speechless as he grabbed your hand and began climbing towards the large white structures. You had expected inappropriate advances from Ashton, and had prepared to politely decline at risk of being called ‘fast’ by anyone you knew. But you had to admit… the kiss, it was unlike anything you’d ever felt before, it was new, exciting. It made you want to grab him by that impossibly attractive leather jacket and kiss him again.
