Psycho (lashton)✔

Epilogue(alt.ending)

[unedited]
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The memories of Havershem will always haunt me. The nightmares that disturb my sleep, the memories that make me shake and cry; the thoughts and voices that make me feel like I'm drowning- but they all seem to fade when Ashton holds me and tells me it's okay.

After a relatively clean escape from the mental asylum, Ashton and I ended up in Switzerland. We lived in a tiny log cabin in a tiny village close to the mountains in Geniva. The locals were very welcoming to us, and helped us with our limited French- I found a lovely old woman who taught me every day, passing on the basics. So much so that eventually I could finally hold a fluent conversation, and Ashton made me speak French to him and I ended up being wrecked, fucked out of my mind that night.

And no, Ashton and I were not yet engaged although we'd talked about him doing it really soon-

"Baby I'm home!" Ashton shouted and I smiled, pushing myself off the sofa and walking through the small kitchen to the front door to see my boyfriend. Our little log cabin was my idea of perfect- only one floor, containing a bedroom, kitchen/dining room and a bathroom. The fire was always on by the sofa (which was draped with a tartan blanket) and Ashton collected logs every day. As for money, I taught English at the local school of only 60 students and Ashton helped out at the grocers and sold his photography to the locals. It didn't bring much income but it was enough.

"Hey babe." I grinned, slipping my arms round his waist and kissing his lips shortly before attempting to pull away but he captured my bottom lip between his teeth and pulled me close again.

"I'll never get sick of kissing you, sweetheart," Ashton smirked before backing me up towards the sofa. I giggled as we fell onto the cushions, the fire blazing as he unbuttoned my shirt, kissing my neck.

"You got cut today." I mumbled, motioning at the small cut on my own hand.

"Shit, sorry baby. I've been trying to be careful but you know-" he started but I cut him off by pressing my mouth against his to shut him up, palming him through his jeans. He moaned as I flipped us over so I was on top, squeezing his bulge before moving so my head was by his crotch and I kissed open mouthed in that area. Ashton tugged at my hair and I moaned as he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the side, my hands working on undoing his jeans. "I love being able to fuck you whenever I want." he said and his jeans soon joined the pile on the floor.

"Mm," I nodded in agreement as he smiled and kissed me, slowly pulling my jeans down, kisses following his path as the fabric hit the floor.

"I love you." Ashton whispered as our boxers both being taken off. I ran my hands down his body and wrapped a hand round him, jerking him off slowly and teasingly. "No teasing." Ashton demanded, flipping us over on the small sofa and sucking at my neck, marking me up. His lips connected with mine, his tongue running along my bottom lip and the roof of my mouth.

"Ash-" I moaned, begging for him.

"Wait." he panted, frustratedly sighing before getting up and rushing into the bedroom, returning with lube and condoms. I nodded as he covered his fingers with the stuff, still kissing me as he slipped two fingers inside me.

"Fuck-" I winced but then he moved them and I let out a moan. "More." I whimpered and he added a third finger, thrusting them deep into me, hitting that spot every time. "I'm gonna come-" I breathed and Ashton pulled his hand away. He kissed me blindly as he opened a condom and slipped it on, wrapping my legs round his body as he slowly slid into me.

"Baby-" Ashton buried his head into my shoulder as he moaned. I arched my back until he thrusted in and out of me at a regular pace. I bit my lip and fisted the blanket as sweat began to form on Ashton's forehead. He hit my prostate and I yelped out a moan, my jaw hanging open, letting out 'oh's every time he thrusted in.

"I love you." I moaned out and he stilled inside me.

"I love you Luke." he whispered, breathing hard but looking into my eyes, so vulnerably and truthfully.

"I love you too, Ash." I whispered back and he left a chaste kiss on my lips before thrusting again, getting us both to our highs at the same time. I moaned out Ashton's name and he moaned out mine as we came, our sweaty bodies pressed together as close as possible and our lips brushing one another's. Mumbled 'I love you's were shared as Ashton laid limp on top of me.
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"The view is almost as beautiful as you are." Ashton proclaimed as we sat out on the balcony watching the sunset through the mountains that night. I blushed at his statement and shook my head, smiling. "No, I'm serious. I don't care about where we met or how we met, all I care about is our fucking strong ass bond we hold. I love your nose, your hair, your sex hair, morning hair; I love your eyes- I could stare at them forever; I love your mouth and the way you kiss me.

"I love the way you smile and blush when I compliment you. I love the way our house has to be all neat and tidy or else you get stressed out; I love the way you cook and if I come near you, you slap my hand away but let me slip my hands round your waist all the same. I love your face when you drink your favourite coffee in the morning, I love your face when you feel good. I just, I love you.

"Lucas Robert Hemmings-" he started

"Don't use my full name or I'll choke you to death." I spluttered out through the tears because I knew what he was going to say.

"Blondie, will you marry me?" Ashton whispered and his face blurred away through the tears streaming down my cheeks as I nodded vigorously.

"Yes, dumbass, of course I'll marry you." I whispered back before pressing my lips to his, tasting a mixture of salty tears and Ashton.

But little did we know that getting married could make our situation ten times worse.

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YES THERE WILL BE A SEQUAL WHEN I geT ROUND TO IT
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