5sos smut (boyxboy)

come as you are (part I)

naked luke keeps giving ashton boners...
----- by HPfangirl71

Ashton is on a happy, adrenaline filled high as he steps into the hotel room he's sharing with Luke. The
show had been amazing! He still can't get over the fact that so many people are coming just to hear their music. Headlining a tour is so different from them being the opening act. Don't get him wrong, he'd loved touring with 1D but this, this was his dream. And now it was a reality.

The lounge area of the hotel suite appears to be abandoned as Ashton peels off his sweat drenched singlet. The cold air from the hotel's cooling system leaves his bare skin feeling refreshed. The only sign that Luke might be in the suite are his discarded clothes lying haphazardly across the sofa. Ashton picks up the filthy garments, heading toward the bedroom to deposit them where they belong.

As he passes the bathroom, he hears Luke's voice. He's singing loudly and barely on key. It's not unusual to hear any of them singing in the shower but it's what Lukey is singing that has Ashton chuckling aloud. Luke's singing Barbie Girl. Ashton's still laughing as he pulls out his phone to keek the moment. After he's done posting the short clip, he knocks on the door. The rap of his knuckles echos loudly against the wood and seems to startle Luke, as he abruptly stops singing.

"What do you want?" Comes a nervous shout from inside.

"You better not be flooding the room this time!" Ashton nags playfully.

"I'll clean it up!" Luke replies.

"Sure you will!" Ashton shouts back, then he heads into the bedroom.

Luke's side of the room is already a mess and they haven't even been here a complete 24 hours. Ashton throws the dirty clothes onto the floor near the rest of his bandmate's things. He shakes his head disapprovingly at the scattered clothing, comics, and video games. He can only imagine what the bathroom will look like once Luke's done with it. He quietly chastises himself for not getting into the hotel first. But Ashton can't bring himself to regret the extra time spent outside with fans, signing autographs and snapping selfies. Meeting them is one of his favorite parts of touring.

Ashton crosses the room to his own neatly organized bag. He grabs a clean t-shirt and a pair of boxers; even with the air conditioning it's still too hot to bother with sweats.He places the clothes onto the bed's edge and begins peeling off his jeans. They cling to his perspiring skin and take a few minutes to tug off.

He's just getting them down over his ankles when he hears Luke enter the room from behind him. Quickly Ashton turns around only to find his bandmate standing there in nothing more than a hotel towel. It barely covers his middle and water glistens as it drips down his bare chest. Ashton feels a bit of heat rise within the pit of his stomach. And that now familiar feeling of awkwardness also engulfs him.

Ashton will probably never get used to his band's candid displays of naked skin. Especially when it comes to Luke because seeing Luke naked sends Ashton confused signals. Most of the time, Luke is like a kid brother to him. Most of the time... Then there are those times when he isn't. Times like this...

"I'm hitting the shower." He mumbles as he quickly departs the room.

Entering the bathroom, he finds it a complete wreck. Luke's hair product and acne junk are strewn about the sink while every inch of both the counter and floor are drenched in water.

"Luke! What the hell!" Ashton screams.

Luke comes in, an apologetically embarrassed look upon his face. Ashton wants to stay angry with him but Luke still hasn't gotten dressed and that warm feeling Ashton got from seeing him naked, overwhelms him.