5SOS SMUT BOOK

cashton #1

top!ashton
painkink!cal

remember when ash put up those fairy lights? yea me too and calum wants some under them

calum looks over at ashton, who has now carefully constructed some sort of light string on and in his bunk.

"this is elaborate." he thinks out loud.

"not really, you're just simple." ashton teases, earning a scoff from calum.

"yeah, whatever. fuck you." calum says, full of attitude. ashton looks over at calum from his palace of lights and thinks for a bit.

"I used to. fuck you, that is. used to fuck the sass right out of you. now you think you can bring it back just because?"

"woah, ash, wait, I, we?" calum manages to get out before stopping completely. ashton just looks over and smirks.

"I'm closed." he says, and closes the curtains on his bunk so calum can't see him.

"funny, because I'm feeling wide open."

"calum, that is the worst way to say you want dick."

"who said I wanted it?" calum retorts, an edge of sass and something else in his voice. arousal? "so you're already horny, aren't you?"

luke and michael walk in, and then seeing the staredown commencing, walk right back out.

"do you remember what I taste like?" calum asks, hopeful. ashton just laughs. "I know you remember what I taste like, but you should remind me about yours."

calum practically runs the few feet to ashton's pretty little light up bunk, scrambles in, and closes the curtain.

"I give up, fuck me." calum says, defeated but clearly not THAT defeated.

ashton eyes him curiously. "where are your manners? did you forget how to talk to me? too busy being the man in the relationship with all those women?" Ashton grabs him by his shirt collar, and examines him.

his already tan skin glows in the light, and the lust in his eyes is obvious as ashton tries not to touch him anywhere where the sensation could travel right down to his crotch.

"fuck it." Ashton sighs, before reaching down and licking down the maori boy's neck to his collarbone, and then before he could go any lower he takes his shirt off. for a split second between the shirt coming off and the needy whines that escape calum's mouth, ashton remembers calum's greatest kink.

he dips down to his abdomen, and bites an indiscreet section of skin.

"oh fuck, jesus! ash, fuck, you know-"

"hell yes I know, and apparently, you've forgotten what I'm capable of"

ashton pushes calum down on his back, leans down, and takes another patch of skin and repeats, this time harder and faster, which leads to calum stringing together a smattering of some curse words with a heavy accent.

"oh, hell no." Ashton can't stand to listen to him, so he finds a clean pair of boxers and stuffs it into calum's mouth.

"that 'making love' shit can happen later. now? I fuck you. hard."

calum only mumbles a moan and some words before he's flipped on his stomach. he can see in between his legs that ashton already has a condom on. as soon as he registers that, ashton uses his hands to flatten calum out, and holds him there for when he goes down and swipes a tongue in between calum's asscheeks like a credit card.

"mmmph! blblblb!" calum practically screams as ashton preps him with his tongue, going deep into him in a way that calum was sure no one ever had, and it was only ashton's tongue!

without a warning, ashton replaced his tongue with his dick. calum did scream this time, and ashton couldn't help but notice something about the body that was glowing from the light in front of him.

one, he was on his knees, so his body was easier to access.

two, he wanted to scratch it up.

he lets calum get used to the fast rhythm (the mrs all american tempo at about X1.5 speed, to be exact) before going really wild.

he spanks calum roughly a few times, before reaching over and pulling the boxers out of calum's mouth.

"oh! ash, fuck! feels so good!" calum yelps.

"his first words." Ashton deadpans before thrusting extra hard to feed the ache in his cock, telling him it just isn't enough. he scratches long and furiously, leaving long thin marks that feel amazing for both men.

"gonna, gonna-" calum starts, before ashton interferes.

ashton pulls calum parallel to him by his hair, wraps the other free hand around his neck, and chokes him.

the hair pulling and the choking combined with the fact that calum really wanted to be on his stomach lead there to be some kind of weird back arch that looked very painful.

even ashton, through a cloud of lust and arousal, saw that calum was in a very bad position, so he lessened the hair pulling.

calum was lowered down, thankful that ashton noticed that he was a bass player, not a damn contortionist.

speaking of calum, he was trying desperately not to cum because he knew it probably wouldn't happen again.

the only sounds in the room were grunts, moans, and the loud slapping sound associated with rough sex.

ashton leant down, kissing his neck before snaking over to his ear.

"look at you. such a slut. you want this all the time, don't you? huh? answer me, bitch. you may be a part of this band but you'll always be another one of my fucks."

calum knew damn well that he was lying, but the words didn't register to his brain, they registered to his dick.

"yes, yes, yes, fuck, ash, I'm about, about to-"

calum knew that the finale was about to occur. and boy, was he right.

ashton pushed his face straight into the bed, pounded harder than calum had ever felt, so hard that he swore he'd never be able to walk again. right before calum came though, ashton let out a loud cry and smacked the hell out of calum's ass.

ashton came into calum and a few seconds after that, calum, flat on the bed, came furiously. it was everywhere, and he didn't even think it had that much room to travel.

ashton rode out the orgasm, pulled out of calum, and whispered something to calum.

"I'll let you sleep here tonight. make sure to admire the lights."

calum couldn't admire anything except the stars he was seeing.

yea yea I know ashton didn't get to "taste" calum like he said he wanted to but fuck it