One direction and 5 Seconds of Summer preferences and images

Love bites

Calum: As soon as you hear raucous laughter bubble from the boys’ lips you realize he’s spilled enough. You dive towards him, grasping his shoulders and pressing your palm down on his mouth. He squirms out of your arms and laughs even louder as you chase him around the kitchen, knocking over pots and pans in your attempts to silence him and preserve your secrets of the previous evening’s activities, the secrets that could never leave his lips. “You haven’t seen anything yet. You should see what she did to my di-” He’s cut off by your lips smashing upon his in a harsh kiss, your hands wrapped around his wrists as you pin him to the refrigerator, bodies pressed flush together. Butterflies erupt in your stomach and you’re unable to keep yourself from attaching your lips to the inked skin on his collarbone, causing the boys to clear their throats and a blush to form on your face as Calum smirks in amusement. “What can I say, boys?” He laughs. “She’s got a thing for tattoos.”

Ashton: "Fuck." The profanity escapes your lips as you stare in the mirror, unable to detach your eyes from the bruises that litter the skin of your neck. Nothing has worked; your foundation has too little coverage, the scarves you own are way too warm for mid August and there’s no way you’re wearing a turtleneck. You begin to pack up your makeup and silently curse Ashton and his alluring lips to the pits of hell - "Hey, baby." Arms snake around your waist and you stare in to the reflection, your eyes immediately meeting the hazel ones you love so dearly. "I’m going to kill you." Laughter bubbles from his lips at your outrageous statement but you keep a straight face as you continue to put away your makeup. "Oh come on, it’s not a big deal. You still look absolutely gorgeous." He presses butterfly kisses against your jaw. "Nice try, Irwin, but it’s going to take a lot more than that to get me to trust your lips again." You say, pulling away from his arms and walking out the door, leaving a very confused boy behind.

Luke: ”Isn’t it a little warm for a scarf, Luke?” Michael asks as your boyfriend walks in to the room, a dark grey scarf tied loosely around his neck despite the raging August heat. His eyes flicker to yours and you shrug slightly, causing him to blush in embarrassment before adjusting the material around his neck. “I get cold quite easily.” Calum bursts in to laughter when the excuse leaves Luke’s lips and he blushes furiously before taking a seat next to you, your body quivering with trapped laughter. “That’s bullshit and you know it. Now, are you going to keep that ridiculous scarf on or show us the love bites that Y/N left you last night?” You smack Calum’s arm in disbelief as heat flows to your cheeks. “My brother gave me that scarf for Christmas, thank you very much. And that’s absolutely none of your business.” He smirks and looks over your shoulder, causing you to turn and see your boyfriend removing the scarf from his neck. “Luke!” You whisper harshly and he shrugs, the love bites that cover his neck now visible. “What? They were gonna find out anyway.”  

Michael: Your breath is ragged as his lips trail from your jaw to your neck, leaving butterfly kisses along the way. His tongue traces a lazy circle on the pulse of your jugular vein before he’s suddenly sucking on it, the rapid pulsing vibrating on his lips as he leaves a blossoming purple bruise on the vulnerable flesh. You gasp as he moves towards the valley of your breasts, his hands gripping the soft skin of your hips as he tries to control himself. “M-Michael.” His milky green eyes flicker towards yours and you can see the burning lust in them, the sight sending a shiver up your spine. When you fail to continue he moves back towards your collarbone, sucking and nipping on the soft skin while you gasp beneath him. A fiery blush fills your cheeks with warmth when he settles his eyes on yours again and he presses his lips to yours in a harsh kiss. And when he pulls away, a smirk curling on his swollen lips, you know you’re in for a long night.