One Shots ⇝ 5SOS

im all dressed up and naked i see what's mine and take it lashton pt one

Luke has a skin condition and Ashton is a call boy who makes Luke feel beautiful every once in a while

Can you guess where I got the title from? Please comment through out so I'll do more and suggest a smut, like an idea not just saying you want a foursome lol

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Luke knocked on Ashton's apartment door, softly, his hand reaching his neck and scratching. Luke had his bag on his shoulder as he waited. He could hear Ashton playing music inside.

When Ashton answered the door he was in thigh highs, panties, a large cream sweater and his hair in a bun. "Hey sweetie." Ashton giggled, taking Luke's hand and tugging him inside. Luke only just managed to shut the door behind him in time. "So is it the usual?" Ashton asked, turning off the music.

Luke bit his lip and softly nodded, he had an itch again. Luke took his bag off his shoulder, putting it on the sofa as Ashton took Luke's coat off for him. "We're gonna get you in my room and I'm gonna treat you how you deserve to be treated, like a prince." Ashton grinned, before he took Luke's hand again and pulled him towards Ashton's bedroom.

Luke sat on the edge of the bed, as Ashton went to his bathroom and freshened up. Luke was dying to itch at his arm but he told himself no.

Luke counted to ten in his head and the bathroom door opened and Ashton came in again, this time his hair was down and he wasn't wearing his sweater anymore.

Luke couldn't keep his eyes off of Ashton as he stepped closer to him, "You okay baby boy?" Ashton asked.

"Yeah." Luke smiled a little. "Been a little under the weather."

"Oh no, whys that then?" Ashton asked genuinely.

Luke rolled his eyes, "Why do you think, princess?"

Ashton nodded softly, before he straddled Luke, "Are you keeping your shirt on or off? You know I like it off, baby." Ashton asked gently, his hand on Luke's scruff filled cheek. "You wanna make me happy and take it off?"

Luke hesitated before nodding.

Ashton's small hands gripped at the hem of Luke's white shirt, pulling it up slowly. The material stretched over Luke's shoulder and over his head, before it was thrown to the floor.

Ashton's hands were placed on Luke's shoulders, slowly and softly going down his chest. "You're so beautiful."

Luke sighed a little, looking down at his chest, and watching the way Ashton's soft fingers went over the rough bumps and red marks that covers his entire body. It was in mostly patches but his back, shoulders, arms and upper chest were littering in the dark red marks.

Luke hated his body with a passion.

"How could no one love you?" Ashton whispered softly, "You're so breathtakingly beautiful, Luke."

Luke looked up at the brunette before he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Ashton's jaw. "No one wants a freak, babe."

Ashton sighed before pushing Luke down to the bed. "Let me undress you yeah?" Luke stayed silent, so Ashton stood up and undid Luke jeans, pulling them down his legs, showing more patches of blotched skin. He threw the jeans to the floor by his shirt before tugging off his boxers.

Luke was half hard as he lay there, letting Ashton pull off his socks one by one, slowly. Luke shuffled more up the bed, rearranging the pillows behind him so he could get comfy as Ashton did the same in between Luke's legs.

Ashton's hand flattened out on Luke's thighs, his fingers making soft patterns. Luke suddenly had the urge to itch there, so he sat up, itching at the red skin. "Sorry," Luke mumbled. "Couldn't help it." He blushed as Ashton looked up at him.