Loving Him (Ashton Irwin a.u.)

Chapter 25

[AN]: I want this song [ATTACHED] to be the soundtrack for this chapter. Please listen to it while you read the first part:

Nathan Sykes - Over and Over Again

Giddily we stumbled into my apartment, attached at the lips.

Aiden was with his aunt for the night, J and Kia were visiting his parents and the flat was empty. No sounds were heard except the clip-clop of my heels against the wood floor, our laboured breathing, and clothes being thrown off our bodies. No, we weren't drunk. At least, not on alcohol. We were drunk on each other, drunk on love.

"I love you," he chanted breathily between open-mouthed kisses.

I nodded animatedly and begged, "Make love to me."

"Really?"

We looked at each other momentarily as Ashton looked for a shred of doubt in my eyes, but there was none. I was sure. I was ready.

I placed my hands on top of his shoulders and confirmed, "Really."

The rest of the night moved in fast-forward, as it seemed.

We got undressed quickly, taking off each other's clothes and our own as we hurried to my bedroom. The door was open and the bed was made. As we reached the foot of my bed we stood still and reattached our lips, licking into each other's mouths desperately, like they were food for a starving man. Like water to a dried-up plant. Like a hug to a lonely child. Like hope to the hopeless. And then in one swift motion, Ashton swept me into his arms and laid me down on the bed. We kissed some more, hands tangling in hair and roaming over large expanses of warm skin.

"Scoot up," he mumbled against my lips as he aided me towards the head of the bed. I giggled at he face he made as he shuffled up with me, but he shut me up with another kiss. "Heads up," he whispered before sliding a long, slender finger into me. I gasped and he swallowed the sound with his mouth once again. Moaning against his lips I thrusted my hips towards his hand, needing and wanting more. More water, more food, more hope. "I love you." Another finger was added, and then another, and they quickly moved in and out.

"I love you more," I gasped as I wrapped my hands around his neck and lightly dug my nails into the skin at the back. "Please, Ash, do it."

He nodded, and then his body was pressed flush against mine as he filled me. "I love you," he panted into the nape of my neck and I did the same. Within a few short moments he had started moving. In an out. Relentless. Endless. The way we should be. Perfect.

"Shit," he whispered to himself as he picked up the pace. "It's been so long, Mais. So long without you. It's been so hard for me."

I nodded and continued to breathe heavily through my mouth, small moans escaping every once in a while. "Never again," I told him. "You've got to promise me."

"Promise you what?"

"Promise me you won't fuck things up for us again," I insisted. "Promise me."

"I promise," he said with a series of kisses travelling down my neck.

"Say it," I grunted as I felt a build-up between my legs.

"I won't fuck things up ever again. Never again-- Oh, fuck." Ashton reached his high and I followed shortly after.

And it repeated over and over again.

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{part 2 coming soon}

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