Ashton: "Um." His voice was shaky and uncertain as you placed a kiss right on his collar bone."What?" You lifted your head from his neck, giving him a puzzled look, "Is something wrong?" You asked, breathless. Ashton switched his gaze from your lips to your eyes. He thought about how good your lips felt against his skin, but couldn't get that feeling that made go absolutely wild for you. You could see this in his eyes. "Are you alright?" Another question came out of your mouth as you still awaited his answer to the first one. "Um." He stuttered again and the next thing you knew he was pushing you off of him and you fell to your side, propping yourself up on your elbow. "What the heck is going on?" You exclaimed as Ashton sat up on the side of the bed. "I'm having certain problems." Hearing his voice lightly, you shuffled quickly to his side, peering at his concerned face. "What kind of problems?" "I can't..." Ashton dragged off, sucking in a breath and then starting again. "I can't get a-you know..." He look down and then up at you. "Oh." You said. "Oh!" "Yeah." His cheeks flushed pink. Your heart warmed with the thought of how cute he was being about it. "Ashton you know we don't have to do anything." You chuckled, taking his chin in your hand and moving his head so that he was facing you. He shrugged. "I know. I just like to." You both laughed at his reply, knowing that it was definitely true.
Michael: Your motions were quick. It was the only way they could be in such a moment. The other boys were only in the next room and soon they'd be looking for you both in order to start the meeting. Michael plopped you on a table with and oomph and you had to take a minute in order to regain your breath. You slid your hands up and down his body, until they found their way around his waist. Continuing the theme of quick and concise, you moved to unbutton his jeans and slide your hand down into his boxers. When you hadn't felt what you usually feel when you and Michael are conducting these rendezvous, your motions came to a sudden stop. "Michael." You pulled away from him, leaning on your elbows against the table. "Why aren't you hard at all?" The term seemed silly, but you were concerned as to why he was acting into the action, but wasn't reallyinto it. Michael frowned at you, "I don't know what's wrong." He whined, backing away from you like you were appalled by him. "I didn't want to say anything because I thought it was just a onetime thing. But it's not." Michael was avoiding your glances. You fixated your clothes properly back onto your body and walked up to him with a kind smile. "Just because you're having a certain problem doesn't mean I won't want to be with you." "I know" He replied as you cupped his face within your soft hands. "It just means I have to do something extravagant." You added, leaving his touch and immediately walking out of the room. "Y/N?!" He called, baffled, after you, "What is that supposed to mean?"
Luke: Luke had told his friends before he had told you. "So you can't get a boner?" They were quick to laugh, but not without giving some advice. "Well have you tried watching porn?" The suggestion may have seemed out kind-of wacky, but that didn't mean he wasn't taking it under consideration. While you were out, he trudged into the bedroom and sat down on the bed. Luke logged onto the website that Michael gave him, allowing him to use is username and password for an ease of logging on. When he saw Michael's video history he laughed at his friend and the extravagant things he gets into. He clicked on a video and began to watch, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. He had never really gotten into watching porn and the only reason he was able to do so today was for the point of making sure he could pleasure you. "Luke I'm back." You called, but Luke was in too much of a trance to notice. Slowly, you walked up to bedroom and heard moans coming from behind the door. "Luke!" You whipped open the door, startling him in the process. The volume on the computer was still loud and you could still hear the moans coming from the video. "Are you watching porn?" You couldn't hold back your laughter at the situation. "What? No." Luke shut the computer with a smack. "You definitely were." You continued over to him with a bright smile on your face and snatched the computer from him before he could stop you. Just as you suspected he was watching a porn video and you let out a loud cackle. "Let me watch it with you." You proposed seeing Luke's eyes go wide with shock. "Y/N...you're not serious?" You nodded and took a seat next to him. "Oh, but I am." You hit play, not knowing that in just a matter of minutes your clothes would be strewn across the room and you had no clue his little problem even existed.
Calum: You and Calum hadn't been intimate in about a week. Which was peculiar because your sex life was pretty active. Last night was especially embarrassing for the mere reason that while you were sitting aroused on the couch, provocatively touching yourself, Calum watched for a moment and then abruptly left the room. When you had went to bed, having only doing that for Calum and the point of arousing him. That clearly didn't work, and the next morning when you woke up your curiosity was getting the best of you. "Calum why haven't we had sex in a week? Do I like gross you out or something?" Your blatant honesty was both a good and a bad thing. Good so that you could get right to the point, yet bad because it showed how insecure you were. "What? No. God no!" He shook his head, rebutting your claim. "Then what is it?" You approached him, rubbing his shoulder sympathetically. You were worried that he simply wasn't attracted to you anymore. He sighed, licking his lips. "Alright." Calum suddenly became stern. "I've been having issues lately." He paused to take a breath. "With my...you know." He pointed down to his pelvis and you chuckled lightly. "You can't get a boner?" It came out a lot harsher than you wanted it to and saw him immediately cower into himself. "Don't laugh Y/N, it's not funny." Another giggle escaped you which you quickly covered with your hand. "I'm sorry, Cal." You spoke through your fingers. In the brief silence, an idea popped up in your head. "But," You quickly closed the gap between your bodies, "I can promise to help fix the problem."
