Sleeping With a Friend

Chapter Thirteen

My cramps had taken over my entire body, even the amount of Advil I had taken wasn't helping. It was my TOM (time of the month) and I hated every second of it. As soon as I got home from work that day I did nothing but lay on my couch. I didn't even get a presentation together that was due the next day. I felt like dying and I'm pretty sure I was about to with how bad these cramps were. Through all the pain, it was nice to catch up on all my favorite TV shows, even if it meant starting a new one and getting through most of the first season in one night.

From the time that I had saw Sophie last, I begged her about eleven times to not say anything, or I asked her if she had told anyone my secret. Each time she would say no and continue to poke and ask questions about the situation. But that still didn't help the little voice in my head that said she would tell the world. I was deeply terrified that she would spill to Luke and the he would go on and congratulate his friend for getting the chance at doing something only few guys get to and they would go on and on talking about how many times we had done it and blah blah blah. It was either that or Ashton would get completely pissed off at me and end things so soon. That was the last thing I wanted to happen.

"Y/N?" The door opened and I turned my head to see Ashton stepping through. He chuckled at the sight of my body curled up in the fetal position on my couch, "I figured you were sick today at lunch. You looked like you wanted to toss the food right out of the window."

"I'm not sick." I grumbled, turning back to the television and resuming the show. Half of the couch was empty from my position until Ashton came and sat next to me, leaning his arm over the back of the couch.

"Then what's wrong with you?" He chuckled again. I felt weird coming right out and saying "oh I'm bleeding from my vagina." But I had to tell him sooner rather than later or else he'd be persistent in the quest.

"I have cramps." I mumbled into my arm from the way I was laying. Ashton didn't say anything. Suddenly my legs were straightened and he was leaning over me. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked him, a surprised look on my face.

"Making you feel better." He smirked, placing his lips to mine as he began grinding his hips against mine. My cramps were still there, but this new feeling over took the pain. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the kiss as he continued his motions. I reached my hand behind his head to deepen the kiss.

I moaned into his mouth and he pulled away, still smirking.

"I so hate Mother Nature right now." I commented, feeling a bit better than I was a few minutes ago.

"Me too." He groaned and I realized how hard he was against my thigh. I knew I couldn't go all the way with him without 1) grossing him out completely and 2) getting terminally injured, but I did know that I could help him kind of like the way he just did for me.

I smirked, catching him off guard and attacking his lips. I leant up on my elbows, continuing until Ashton and I had switched positions. He knew what I was about to do, I could tell by him smiling into the kiss. I reached my hand down between us and began rubbing him through his jeans, earning a moan from him. I kissed down his neck, lifting his shirt to kiss his abs and right above his jeans. I unbuttoned and slid them halfway down his thighs. I felt the couch move and looked up to see one hand resting behind his head.

"You're such an asshole." I joked, rolling my eyes. I returned back to what I was about to do, taking his boxers and sliding them down with his jeans, making his member go free. "Excited to see me?" I laughed and Ashton gave me a look that just said "hurry up."

"As you wish..." I smirked. I licked the tip and ran my tongue along his length, hearing him moan from anticipation. I put my hands on his defined hip bones and placed my mouth around him. I bobbed my head a few times, slowly to just get started and he brought his other hand to the back of my head, forcing me to go deeper and faster. I hollowed my cheeks and began going faster, swirling my tongue around when I would come back up. I moved a hand to massage his balls and however much of him that I couldn't fit into my mouth.

"Fuck." He breathed out and I peeked through my lashes to see his eyes shut and mouth parted, breathing heavy. I felt his muscles tense and his member twitched him my mouth, spilling the warm liquid onto my tongue. I lifted my head and swallowed, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

"Well that didn't last long." I smirked, sitting up and watching as he pulled his bottoms back up. He only laughed and rested back on the couch, breathing still a bit more heavy than normal.

"How much longer do I have to deal with this thing?" I motioned toward me and my problem. God forbid guys actually say the word period, like it was cursed and the devil would poses them if they did.

"Just a few more days." I told him with a sigh. "Trust me it's not that much fun for me either." The room grew quiet as we both watched TV. Ashton hadn't gotten up to leave yet and I wondered why he was still here if he only came here for one thing. "Why are you still here?" I blatantly asked him.

"What? I can't watch TV at your place now?"

"Well it's just I thought you only wanted-you know-and now that you got it. It's just weird that you're sitting here. Usually we just leave after we do that."

He shrugged, "I want to stay and watch TV." He grinned, "Is that okay with you?" I nodded, unable to find the words to reply with. It was weird though. I mean I was used to hanging out with him and everything, that part wasn't weird. What did feel weird though was the thought that he wanted to stay. I just couldn't shake that part out of my head. And as much as I tried, it just wasn't going away.