Daylight\\A.I. & C.H.

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Ashton and Calum

The guys follow the ladies inside, stopping in the foyer, a massive entry that leads into all directions of the house. There are two staircases that lead up to a second level with more hallways that disappear into the large home. The guys gawk at the huge entrance and décor before the girls link their arms with them and lead them down a hallway that travels deep into the house, rave music bumping in the distance.

A large man in a tux nods at the ladies before opening one of the double doors, unleashing the booming sound of the music and they enter into a dark ballroom with flashing strobe lights and bodies milling and dancing about. The girls pull them to a lounge area so quickly they don't have time to look around, laughing as the girls begin giggling while they run to the darkened corner. They all four flop into the wide leather sofa, laughing as they get comfortable, the girls taking off their coats and a figure covered in lace brings a tray of short round glasses to them.

"Thank you Charles," Veronica singsongs as she begins passing out the glasses half filled with a dark burgundy liquid, leaning heavily into Calum once he has his.

His eyes travel to her bare leg brushing over his before running up her pale creamy leg to her black leather skirt then up her white arm to her face. She sips on her drink as her eyes leer into his, making his chest tight with longing. A smirk covers her face as she pulls her cup away and he lift his to his mouth, smelling an aroma so sweet his mouth waters before the liquid even passes his lips.

The liquid is neither hot nor cold and thicker than water, somehow melting over his tongue as the sweet flavor envelopes every taste bud making him feel happy and relaxed. He begins to lower the glass before he tilts it back, taking a large gulp that melts down his throat, making his tummy warm with content before his brain is hugged with pleasurable reassurance that all is well. Calum begins to tilt the cup again when Veronica stops it, leaning her chest into his and licking the left over liquid off his bottom lip before she presses her mouth to his.

Ashton lowers his glass from his mouth and licks his lips, peering down into the glass as the sweetness in his mouth begins to dissolve, making him feel sad and driven for more. He looks up at Claire as she drinks her, her emerald eyes watching him curiously as she inches closer. She drops her cup and Ashton stares at her mouth, noticing the dark liquid left behind on the inside on her lips, sinking deep into the crevices.

"What is this?" he asks before taking a huge gulp and finishing his glass.

"We're at a vineyard silly," she answers before she scoots closer and grazes her cool fingers over the hair above his ear.

His eyes flutter at the touch before finding hers and then her mouth, her eyes doing the same as she leans into him while licking her lip. She slides her small cold hand under his ear and brings her face to his, staring hard at his mouth before he meets her the rest of the way, pressing his lips to hers. His whole body freezes at the touch of her cooler lips, the fuzziness in his brain making the sensation the main focus of his thoughts before her moan brings him back.

She quickly pulls away and he opens his eyes to find hers wide with shock and her hand resting on her lips. His eyes roam her face as she stares at his parted mouth, confusion, excitement, and possibly fear playing over her features. His loopy brain makes it hard to focus for much longer though and he leans forward, squinting his eyes to really look at her, trying to assess her emotion. She smiles at his closeness and takes his cup, putting it with hers on the side table before she kisses him.

Ecstasy and pleasure run hot through his body, a deep moan rolling up his throat as his brain makes him feel nothing but her soft plump lips on his. She grips his face as he tilts it, opening his mouth and she follows, accepting his tongue gratefully before she climbs onto his lap. He moans with glee as his large hands grip her hips, welcoming her as she begins to push off his leather jacket.

He helps her, needing it to be removed to cool down and set free his arms, while keeping his mouth on hers. She rolls into him with a whine, still gripping his face as she swirls her tongue with his and he runs his hands up the back of her thighs. Her body presses into his as he squeezes her ass, making her moan before he bites her bottom lip gently.

His mind clouds everything except her. The moans from his friend sitting next to him go completely unheard as he grabs her face and leans up to kiss her hard, making her whimper into his mouth. Her cold fingers run down his neck, hovering over his jugular before she brings her mouth to it, kissing it gently. Her tongue sneaks out and touches his skin, making her whine loudly in his ear and he fists her hair, the pulsing in his hardness almost becoming too much to bare.

"I could just eat you up, Ashton," she whispers in his ear and he groans, needing her to give him release.

She presses down into his hips, making him moan and drop his head back, exposing his muscular neck to her as she grabs his hand from her hair. Her hips roll fast as her eyes hone in on his neck and she brings his wrist to her mouth, kissing it softly. He lifts his head, blinking as his vision begins to fade, her body before him beginning to blur. He feels a sharp sting before falling into a relaxing pool of euphoria, only the sound is his moan before darkness.