#101- Angry Makeup Sēx
Sexual Content, no questions asked just read okay😂
Ashton: The car ride home was silent, and you crossed your arms over your chest, staring out the window. When you were out for dinner, halfway through, Ashton's ex-girlfriend walked into the restaurant too. He got too friendly with her. This threw you over the edge resulting in you making a scene. You both argued in the car for quite some time until you started giving him the silent treatment. Once you made it home, you immediately got out the car. You slammed the door in Ashton's face, "Y/N, how many times do I have to say it didn't mean anything?!" he shouted, opening the door, and following you upstairs. You grabbed two pillows, and a blanket from the closet. "What are you doing?" he asked, you handed the stuff to him. "You're sleeping on the couch," you said. He dropped the pillows, and pulled you closer by the hand. "Babe, I'm really sorry, and I wasn't looking at her I swear," he said, rubbing your arms up, and down. You started at him, and Ashton moved in closer starting to kiss your neck. "Ashton, no," you said, pushing him away. He continued kissing you, and soon you gave in. Ashton smirked against your skin, and you both started to kiss. "Clothes off," you demanded, pulling away from him. He was taken by surprise, and shrugged. "Alright," he said starting to strip. He stood in front of you awkwardly, and you smirked this time. "On the bed," you demanded, he gulped and laid on the bed. You opened a special drawer that you, and Ashton used when having sēx, and took out the handcuffs. "Oh no. Nope, you're not cuffing me," he said. You smiled, "If you want to continue this, I suggest you lay back down," you told him. He sighed, laying back down. You cuffed his hands to the bedpost, "You can't touch me until I say so," you mumbled starting to take off your clothes. You climbed onto the bed, crawling towards Ashton. He moaned as you started to slowly stroke his member, "Faster please," he nearly choked. You ignored what he was saying going extremely slow. "Fūck Y/N, please," he begged, you batted your eyelashes innocently at him. You were already soaked just from hearing his moans. You still wanted to tease him, so you climbed over him and pumped him a bit before sliding down slowly. You both moaned, and Ashton struggled against the handcuffs, wanting to touch you in anyway he could. You slowly started to grind in figure eights on him, "FŪCK! Please let me touch," he said, "Faster." Ashton thrusted his hips up, trying to feel as much pleasure as possible. You didn't feel like teasing him, anymore and started to bounce on him. Profanities flew from both of your lips, and he kept yanking on the handcuffs. You bent over taking the handcuffs off, your chest falling into his face. Ashton quickly gripped onto your waist, and flipped you over, pounding into you roughly. "ASHTON!!" you screamed, you felt your release coming, and Ashton's thrusts was getting sloppy. Soon you both came at the same time. Catching your breaths, Ashton rolled off of you. It was quiet as you both stared up at the ceiling, "That was hot," he said making you giggle.
Luke: He was too proud to admit when he was wrong, and that was a problem. You both got into an fight over something, and him being too proud was the whole reason the two of you weren't talking at the moment. Neither of you wanted to leave the house, so you made him sleep in the spare room. Luke was really horny, and he really wanted you. You were laying on the bed reading when you heard a soft knock at the door. Luke peaked his head in, and you glared. "What do you want?" you asked harshly. "You," he lowly said, you placed down your book. "Are you going to apologise?" you asked, he rolled his eyes. "No, I'm not wrong, and I didn't start the fight," he said, coming more into the room. "Then you're not getting any," you said picking your book back up. "Y/N," he whined, sitting on the bed, "Don't you think this whole avoiding each other thing is getting old?" he asked. He placed his hand on your thigh, rubbing circles into your skin softly. "Let's just forget the fight even happened," he suggested. You moved his hand away, you were still mad at him. What made it worse was that you were horny too. "I want to fūck you against the wall," he whispered in your ear. His words were making you hornier, and you couldn't help but to moan. That's when he knew he had you. Luke cheered a bit, and started to take off your clothes agonizingly slow. "You wanted to take me, so do it!" you yelled. Luke rolled his eyes, "Shut-up," he said, "You make one sound, and I'll punish you." He continued his actions from before, then faked gasped. "Naughty girl, no bra or undies," he said. Biting your lip, you watched as Luke took his clothes off. Luke looked over to you, and lifted you up by the waist. His eyes were clouded by lust as he scanned your body up, and down. His hands trailed down to your heat, and he stuck two fingers into you, thrusting them. You resisted the urge to moan, and gripped onto his bicep. "So wet, I barely even touched you," he said. You kissed him, trying to distract yourself from moaning, and this gesture made Luke moan against your lips. "Jump," he growled against your lips, you did as he said, and he gripped onto your thighs. "I want you so bad right now," he said. Luke pushed you up against the wall roughly, and rubbed the tip of his dīck over your folds. This made you moan loudly. Luke stopped and stared at you, angered. "What did I say!" he yelled letting go of you. You groaned, and he slapped your bum harshly. "I'm going to let you off with a warning," he growled. "That was a warning?" you asked, he raised an eyebrow. "Still talking...I'm going to make sure you can't walk for days," he said, lifting you back up. He plunged into you, giving you no time to adjust. You screamed out in pain, and pleasure as he fūcked you harshly against the wall. "I'm right," you heard him say in between moans. You really couldn't care less about the fight you two were having, all you were focused on was him. You just nodded, and he continued to pound into you as you clawed at his back. He turned around stumbling to the bed, your foot knocked over the lamp on the bedside table making the both of you laugh a bit. He fell back onto the bed, "Ride me," he demanded, you lifted your hips up rolling back down onto him. "FUCK! You feel so good," Luke moaned, thrusting up into you. You moaned too starting to feel your orgasm coming, "Luke," you whined. He reached down rubbing your snatch, "Let go baby," he moaned. A few thrusts later, you came undone, Luke following minutes later. You were so exhausted that you rolled off of him, and drifted to sleep. He looked down at you, and smiled, drifting off to sleep himself.
