5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Marvin Gaye - Ashton #2

Almost immediately every one grabbed the person nearest to them. Hands were on hips and through hair. A sexually energy just ran through the air. And yet Ashton and I were still the center on attention. As the music really took off, Ashton pulled his hands through my long hair. I pulled his hips closer to mine. Now that the music allowed it, there was a bit of grinding. It wasn't overly sexual but it was enough for the teachers who were supervising to ask us to either separate or leave. 

We left. 

But we didn't go far. Ashton pulled me into the boys locker room. He stuffed a chair under the handle so no one could get in. His lips were on mine the second he could get them there. Hands were everywhere. It was delightfully messy. He tried to get the zipper of my dress to work but it was stuck so he just ripped the dress. We hadn't really thought of leaving. His clothes were off in less time than it took him to twirl a drumstick. 

Locker sex sounds great, but in actual fact, it's cold and uncomfortable. Half the time it was just Ashton saying 'fuck' as his head hit a low metal bench and me complaining at the cold against my back. But it was still better than prom. 

The teachers had to call security to get us out. Boy was that awkward for them. As my dress was ripped I had to wear Ashton's shirt, leaving him in only his pants. He walked out with me in front of him with his arms wrapped around me. The entire prom stood outside the doors watching us being escorted out. This was wonderful.