Luke: I sigh and readjust my sweats, trying to ignore my growing boner, but every glance at (Y/N) makes my pants grow tighter. She is leaning on the kitchen counter, dressed in a low cut top and no bra, giving me front row tickets to paradise. I bite my lip, trying to tear my eyes away, but this is the most action I've gotten in two months; she leans further forward and I gulp, palming myself a tiny bit at the sight of her breasts literally spilling out of her shirt "babe I'm horny" I blurt, unable to control myself any longer "screw off" she grumbles, not even looking up "(Y/N) please?" She raises her eyes to give me a glare and I groan, I pad over to her, using all my will power to keep my gaze on hers instead of her boobs "I swear to god if you fucking touch me Luke I will cut off your dick with a meat cleaver, clear?" She snarls, I bite my lip and sigh "then please pull up your shirt, I can't think straight" I mumble, stalking away in defeat.
Calum: I grunt, throwing a right hook at the punching bag in front of me, sweat running down my face, I hear the door open but I ignore it, continuing to throw punches, blinking the sweat out of my eyes "Cal you've been doing this for two hours, what's going on?" I look up to see Ashton frowning at me "I'm just fucking frustrated" I mutter, flexing my bruised knuckles "(Y/N) and I haven't fucked for three months and I'm going insane" I pant, chugging down a bottle of water "I thought pregnant ladies were supposed to be horny" he chuckles, I shrug "so did I, but it turns out, it's only for like two weeks at the beginning of the second trimester, she was crazy, I thought it was going to last the whole time, but now I'm not even allowed to touch her most of the damn time" I grumble, shaking my head "and it's so much worse because now her boobs have just blown up, and she has no consideration, she just walks around in tight tops with no bra, looking like a character from a damn porno apart from her bump. It's so damn cruel, I'm not even allowed near them, she literally slapped me the other day because I tried to feel her up" I groan, he laughs and pats my shoulder "I feel for you bro, just hang in there" he says sympathetically.
Ashton: I moan softly, bucking my hips against the mattress, my subconscious giving an extremely convincing image of (Y/N) sucking me off, her big eyes blinking innocently up at me as she swirls her tongue around my swollen tip. Suddenly I am jerked awake, my dream disappearing in a poof. My face is pressed into my pillow and I can feel my erection slowly softening as warmth spreads from my crotch through the sheets "oh fuck" I mutter, I get up and wipe a hand over my face tiredly, the inconveniently black sheets are stained with white and I groan, running a hand through my hair just as (Y/N) comes into the room, she spots the stain immediately, her eyes drifting to my similarly stained boxers "seriously Ash? Do you know how hard it is to get that stuff out?" She snaps, I hang my head and she huffs "I'm sorry baby...its just that...its been a while since we..." I trail off, not wanting to anger her more.
Michael: I chuckle, my hands moving to squeeze (Y/N)'s ass gently as she straddles me, deepening the kiss, I can feel my pants tightening, but I do my best to ignore it until it starts to hurt "right there baby" I whine softly as (Y/N) begins kissing down my neck, leaving red marks on my pale skin, she smirks, her tongue swiping over the tender spots, I groan softly, my hands fumbling for her underwear, but she pulls away instantly, a frown on her swollen lips "baby please? I'm begging you (Y/N) just one time" I whimper, already knowing the answer. A couple of hours later, when the sun has set and (Y/N) is fast asleep in our bed, I sigh and dump my pillow and a duvet onto the couch, grumbling quietly to myself.
