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"I wanna get high and have sex with ashton just once in my life"
Ashton and I had been friends for a decent amount of time - three years, to be exact. He was always finding new parties to go to and always made sure I made it home safe. To say we didn't have any sort of sexual tension would be a lie, but we never acted on it other than the one time we got drunk and made out. This time out was no different than the rest, except the party was a little more chill than the rest. Usually we were pushing through people and shouting over music and talking, but this time even though there were still a lot of people, the upstairs rooms were dead. No one was hooking up or being obnoxiously loud. Ashton made his way around the room, talking to all the people he knew while I grabbed a beer and made friends in the living room.
"Did you come here alone?" some guy I think named Troy asked.
"No, I'm here with my friend Ashton," I replied, gesturing in the general direction I thought he was.
"Oh, Irwin?" I nodded. "Aw man, he's a great drummer. He's got crazy good skill."
"That's why he's in a band... A world famous one now," I trailed off. The guy just kinda looked at me before realization hit and he nodded.
"[Y/N], there you are," I heard as an arm wrapped around my waist.
"Hey Ash," I smiled up at him.
"Hey Ty," Ashton said in acknowledgement to the guy I was talking to. Ty, not Troy. "Can I borrow a moment of your time?" Ash asked with an awkward bow.
"I guess," I giggled. "Why?"
"There's something I wanna try," Ashton smirked, grabbing my hand and pulling me upstairs.
"Wow, smooth way to get in my pants, Irwin," I laughed, still following him anyway.
"I'm not trying to get in your pants, I just wanna try something." He picked a random room and locked the door behind us before sliding to the floor next to the bed and pulling me down beside him. "Ever smoked a joint?" he asked.
"Yeah, why?" I asked.
He replied by opening his other hand and revealing, obviously, a joint he probably got from the lead singer of his band, Luke. "I'm willing to share."
"What's the catch?" I asked, eyeing him knowingly. He never gave me anything without something in return, even if it was just a hug or a juice pouch.
"Just a kiss," he said. He puffed his lips out at me jokingly and waited for me to reply.
"Hand it over." I opened my hand and he gave me the little roll of paper and a lighter from his pocket. I took a long drag and sighed at the relief. It had been so long since I'd smoked and now that I got it without paying anything, I wasn't going to waste it. I handed it to Ashton who also took a pretty long drag before handing it back. We went back and forth, talking between hits and gradually getting more relaxed and more comfortable as we moved to the bed and finished it off. There wasn't much left when I looked over at him with a smirk. "Time for that kiss yet?"
He smiled back and leaned over, pressing his lips to mine like it was normal thing. Maybe it was the pot, maybe it was just me, but kissing Ashton felt amazing. He started to pull back but I moved so I was straddling him and kissed him again. After a brief moment, he kissed back and we fell into a slightly sloppy but just as intense make-out session. I started grinding my hips against his and felt him get harder beneath me as I got even more ready for more than what was happening.
"Ashton, I want you," I breathed against his lips.
"Fuck, [Y/N]," he groaned, flipping so he was on top and gracelessly taking both of our clothes off. "I'm just gonna get straight to it," he mumbled, lining himself up and slowly pushing himself in. I groaned at the feeling and let my eyes flutter closed. Every movement he made felt like heaven and before long, he had both of us on the edge. I lazily moved my hips against his, adding to the friction and pulled him down for another kiss, still tasting the drugs between us. He had my head spinning and my hands numbing with every second he was inside me.
"Ashton, you feel incredible," I moaned against his collarbone. "Fuck, I'm so close."
"God [Y/N], you're so hot," he muttered. His movements turned sloppier as I hit my high, dragging out my moans as Ash rode out his high.
"Oh god, Ash," I moaned, gripping at his hair as we both slowly calmed down. He settled his head into the crook of my neck and started catching his breath. I closed my eyes again, lightly playing with his hair. "[Y/N], you're amazing," he mumbled against my skin.
"Hey Ashton," I said.
"Yeah?"
"I think I might love you," I said with my eyes still closed. I felt him move his head up and I lazily opened my eyes to look at him. If this doesn't go well, I'm definitely blaming the pot.
"I think I might love you too," he replied.
"But we'll see in the morning," I suggested. He nodded and rolled to lie next to me as we stared up at the ceiling and went back to talking, this time without any outside help.
