I had gotten about seven glasses of whatever alcohol it was that we were drinking, and I had fun.
I was a giggling mess on Josepf's lap.
''Why do you have that tattoo? It's weird.'' I said and giggled, as I pointed to a tattoo on his arm, that was just a bunch of dots.
''It's a dot for every guy I have slept with. He feels a little pain, then I will also have to feel a little pain.'' He explained, as his index finger ran across my jawline.
''That's hot...'' I whispered, as I leaned my face closer to his.
Suddenly he grabbed my hips, and turned me, so I was facing him, as I straddled his lap.
He leaned in, and carefully started to suck on my neck, making me moan, as he found my sweet spot right away.
I grabbed onto his shoulders, as he stood up, lifting me on the way, and laying us on the bed.
He got in between my legs, and then started grinding down on me, making me moan loudly.
I felt him pull off my clothes, and before I knew it, he was stroking my hard member, making me scratch down his back.
He was kissing down my neck, when I suddenly realised what was going on.
''Wait... Stop... No.'' I slurred, trying to push him off.
''Oh come on baby. We both know you want this.'' He said, as he continued where he left off, before I interrupted him.
''No. Stop. I don't wanna.'' I mumbled, pushing away from me, and grabbing the clothes from the floor, begining to take them on, only for them to be ripped out oof my hands, and my bare back colliding with the mattress again.
''When I say you want to, you want to.'' He growled, in a non sexy tone.
He grabbed my protesting hands, and held them above of my head, using only one of his hands.
''Please don't do this.'' I whispered, as tears filled my eyes.
I had only ever slept with Ashton.
And that's still only two times.
I don't want to get everything ruined for me, and make my possible future life with Ashton a complete mess.
That is if Ashton is still alive even.
The thought made more tears form in my eyes, and a small sob left my lips, as I felt Josepf line himself up, ready to thrust into me.
Just as I felt his tip press against my hole, there was a loud knock on the door.
Josepf rolled his eyes, before getting up from the bed, grabbing the duvet, and wrapping it around his torso, before he walked over to the door.
I took the opportunity, and got up from the bed, a small sob leaving me again, before I grabbed the clothes, and got them on.
Just as I looked over to the door, Jospef fell to the floor, and there stood Ashton.
I don't think I have ever felt so happy in my life, as when I saw Ashton now.
I ran over, jumping into his arms, sobbing into his shoulder.
''I-I-I th-tho-ou-ough-t you we-ere d-dead!'' I hiccuped into his shoulder, as he rubbed my back, whispering soothing words in my ear.
''I'm right here baby... Right here...'' He whispered, his voice shaking slightly.
I felt him pull away from the hug a bit, until he was looking into my eyes.
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Army Tanks - Lashton - Ended
Fanfiction''This is no girl scout camp, Private.'' ''Sir, No, sir.'' - Luke is the scrawny new guy in the army, where no one think he belongs. Ashton is the sir in Luke's tent, and not going easy on any of the boys. - This story is partly inspired by 'The Loa...