Note: *slams head on the table* Wattpad. Stop being the bast*rd son of a drugged out biznotch and let me fucking update.
Also, let's cross our fingers and hope I don't get rated ma-ture for this chapter because that would kinda suck *snickers childishly*.
WAR-NING: Sexual content will appear that might not be suited for underage readers. But I've been reading s-m-u-t since I was, like, ten so I'm really not one to talk. *sees funny stares* Shut it. I'm a bookworm. Not my fault that my mother left Danielle Steele lying around the house.
>>>
Time: 9:32 pm.
Setting: Luke's Bathroom. Room 343.
Luke: (holds Ashton's face in both hands, serious) Tell me if it gets too much, okay? (Ashton nods) Words, Ashton.
Ashton: (softly) I'll tell you, Lukey.
Luke: (smiles) Good boy. (leans forward and pecks Ashton slowly on the lips, pulls away slightly) Okay?
Ashton: (nods) I'm okey. (small smile) Again?
Luke: (grins, softly kisses Ashton once more, pulls away after several seconds) Okay?
Ashton: (cute) Yeah. I'm a little cold, though.
Luke: (laughs, pulls comforter until it's covering both of them) Better?
Ashton: (frowns) Just...(blushing, moves until he's straddling Luke's lap, hands on Luke's shoulders) Is...this okey?
Luke: (surprised, gentle) Of course. It's okay, love.
Ashton: (smiles, one hand moves to rest lightly on Luke's neck) Can we kiss again?
Luke: (low) Anything you want. (Ashton leans forward, presses his lips against Luke's, Luke feels Ashton's tongue press against his lips, pulls away) Ashton. Are you sure?
Ashton: (breathless) Yes. Please. Lukey, please.
Luke: (eyes darkening, grips Ashton's waist) Okay. (kisses Ashton firmly, lets Ashton's tongue enter his mouth, their tongues move against each other, Luke sucks at Ashton's tongue)
Ashton: (low moan, moving his hips slightly against Luke) Lukey. (whimpers) I-I...I'm not sure...
Luke: (pulls away, lips pink, breathing labored) It's...it's okay. We can stop here, koala.
Ashton: No! (shakes his head, tightens his grip on Luke's shoulder, still rocking his hips) I just...I want...but...I don't know...(high whimper) Lukey.
Luke: (stills Ashton's movements by gripping his hips, serious) Ashton. What do you want? (gentle) It's okay to ask. If you want to try something, then it's okay to ask. The worst that I can say is 'no'. I won't love you any less.
Ashton: (bites his lip, nervous) I want you to get me off. (blushes, hesitant) We can try?
Luke: (groans, tilts head back slightly) God, Ashton. (straightens, staring straight at Ashton) Okay, if this is what you want, love. (slowly) Unbutton your pants.
Ashton: (small) You're not going to do it?
Luke: (smiles, soft) If you can do this on your own, then it means you can handle it. (moves his hands to his own thighs) Go on, koala.
Ashton: (breathing slightly labored, hands move his pants, unbuttons and slides zipper down, biting his lip) Lukey.
Luke: (encouragingly) You're doing fine, love. Keep going.
Ashton: (nods, stands and pull pants off, sits back down in his boxers) I...Can we kiss some more?
Luke: Of course, love. (pulls Ashton in for a kiss, one hand on his waist, the other on his neck, nips at Ashton's bottom lip, Ashton whimpers) Good, love?
Ashton: (nods, whimpering into the kiss) It's good. So good.
Luke: (warning him) I'm going to touch you for a little bit. Tell me to stop if it's too much. (brings hand down to Ashton's crotch, palms him through his boxers, Ashton lets out a high-pitched whine) Good?
Ashton: (hands go down to his boxers, pulling at the waistband, lustfully) Off. I want them off. Want your hand on my cock. Please.
Luke: (groans) Holy fuck. (manages to pull Ashton's boxers off, wraps a hand around Ashton's dick, Ashton whimpers) Holy shit, you're so hot. (starts moving his hand up and down Ashton's length, mouth hangs open slightly)
Ashton: (eyes scrunched tight, moaning) Lukey. It...it feels good.
Luke: (bucking up slightly, eyes hooded) Open your eyes, Ashton. Look at me. I need you to look at me.
Ashton: (struggles to open his eyes, pupils dilated, panting) Lukey.
Luke: (continues to tug at Ashton's dick, squeezing harder at the base and tip) Good? Ashton, are you okay?
Ashton: (nods, biting his lip, bucks into Luke's hand) I'm...I'm gonna...(crying) Lukey, I'm going to...
Luke: (voice low, soothing) Go ahead, Ashton. C'mon, love. Let go. (Ashton cries, come spurts out and lands on Luke's shirt) Good, koala. You're so good, love.
Ashton: (shaking slightly) I...(breathing labored)
Luke: (pulls his shirt off, wipes away all of Ashton's semen, throws shirt away and brushes Ashton's hair back) Are you okay, Ashton? Alright?
Ashton: (tired, nods, leans into Luke's chest) Yeah. Was good. So good. (cute) Sleep now? (notices Luke's hard length against his bottom, tenses) Oh. Um.
Luke: (chuckles, ignores his boner) Let's get some pants on you first, koala. You need to rest.
Ashton: (grateful) Thank you, Lukey.
Luke: (kisses Ashton) You're welcome, love.
QOTD: What happened that Ashton's finally allowed something majorly sexual to happen between him and Luke?
Note: My OT4 fic is now out and I'd appreciate if you guys read it, added it to your libraries, voted. The whole shi-bang-alang. It's titled 'Dominion (BDSM AU) >> C.A.L.M.' and it will most definitely contain ot4 sexy time. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Baiiii.
YOU ARE READING
Punks Meet Flower Crowns >> Lashton AU ✔️
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] "Because I'm dumb. I'm scared. I'm a coward. I can't come to terms with anything. I love him but I'm not capable of loving him. Does that make sense?" Luke is the pessimistic new waiter with piercings, tattoos and a broken heart. Ashton...
