Showtime - Ashton Irwin

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Ashton had pulled you into the green room, back stage, ten minutes before a concert. You were breathing heavily into Ash’s ear as he sucked at the skin on your neck. You were straddling him on the small sofa, legs wrapped around his waist, running your fingers through his natural wave of his hair.

A loud knock eminated form behind the door, causing you two to pause for a moment.

"Ash! Come on! We have to go on in a sec!" Michael shouted, voice palpably showing his frustation.

Ash just smiled and went back to kissing you, feeling you up and down, trying to satisfy the both of you in a matter of minutes. This, however, was no use, because the more you got of him, the more hungry you grew for more.

"Ash! I swear to god! We have five fucking minutes!" Michael yelled again, this time louder, and angrier.

Ash rolled his eyes, making you giggle.

"Is (Y/N) in there?! Are you kidding me?" he shouted, still listening for responses.

"No. I’ll be out in a second." Ash said. He then continued to kiss you hard, trying to find an okay place to stop.

Then there was a jiggle of the door knob and the lock had come undone.

"You’re shitting me right now." Michael said, looking as if he’d burst.

"I’m sorry! I’m sorry." Ash said, giving you a final kiss and hug before heading onto the stage.

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