Guilty » Cashton [BOOK ONE]

XVI. Repayment

"S-Stop, looking at me like that!" I groaned, covering my face with my hands.

It was just my luck, that we ended up having a discussion on my poor driving abilities when we got to the car.

"I'm sorry, but how many times have you failed your drivers test?" Ashton continued to jeer.

"3 times." I mumbled into my hands, before blowing on them to warm them up.

We were still in the parking lot of the ice rink. Ashton wanted the car to heat up before we left, because there was frost covering the front-window.

"What was that?" He grinned cheekily, glancing at me from the corner of his eye.

"3 fucking times! Now would you stop teasing me!" I shouted, quickly recoiling back into my seat.

I was in shock at what came out of my mouth, I wasn't trying to sound serious, but it sounded like I was. I swallowed thickly, cautiously looking up at him.

"S-Sorry, I didn't mean to shout." I mumbled.

His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip.

"You are full of surprises, you know that?" 

He turned to look at me, his teeth biting hard on his bottom lip.

I think this is the time I should repay him, for you know, the hand job. The windows were still frosted over, and I quickly kept thinking over my idea. 

How does one initiate a blow job? Am I supposed to ask, or do I just do it?

"You're over-thinking something, what's wrong?" He asked, face shifting from lust to concern.

I didn't realize it, but my face must've given away my current internal struggle.

"I-I'd rather not say what I'm thinking about." I mumbled, feeling my face heat up.

"Calum, if you're feeling guilty about us hanging out, I'll take you home. I don't want to stress you out more than you have." He said, looking dejected.

I let out a groan, causing his face to contort in confusion.

"No...Well, I should be stressed out about hanging out with you, while I'm grounded, but I'm not. I'm...I'm more stressed out about repaying you." I said, covering my face with my hands.

He laughed, obviously not understanding what I'm referring to as repayment.

"We've gone over this, I don't want any repayment, but if you're offering I'll take a blow-" 

"Blowjob." I said finishing his sentence, my voice was slightly muffled by the hands on my face.

"You want it in this parking lot, or what?" I stated, removing my hands from my face.

I turned my head to look at Ashton's face, and his eyes were wide-open.

"What did you just say?" 

A smirk formed on his lips, shock instantly wiped off his features.

What did I just say?

"You wanna suck my dick, Calum?" He asked, with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face.

I gulped.

"I-I mean, um... if you wanted me to." I shrugged, trying to be nonchalant.

By now the car was completely warm, which didn't help the fact that I was burning up from the embarrassment of this conversation.

He put the car in reverse and started pulling out of the parking spot.

"I've never met anyone that has driven me this crazy before." He said, speaking more to himself than me.

"I'm sorry." I sunk in my seat.

"Sorry for what? Not letting you give me a blowjob in the parking lot?" He huffed a laugh.

I winced at that, feeling self-conscious.

He noticed me wince, and a frown returned to his lips.

"If you were to do that, i'd straight up fuck you in the back seat of my car,  and I don't think that's a sensible place to lose your virginity." 

All blood drained from my face, and I probably resembled a ghost at this moment.

"Then where are we going?"  I asked quietly.

"My place." He grinned, before turning the radio on.

A/N: I AM LITERALLY SO SORRY THIS ISN'T SMUT, IT'S ALMOST HERE. like writing up to smut is feckin annoying, but like i dont want them to just fuck for no reason. now ashton has a reason, i think??? HAHAHAHAHAHA, i may post the next chapter with the smut tonight. i'm a lazy person, so who knows. ALSO, sorry for the hiatus??? i was "enjoying" my last year of high school. anyways, sorry if this is shitty, love y'all.

-serena x