Luke: You could hear the other boys's rambunctious yelps as they chased each other around the house, taunting each other with squirt guns. While they entertained themselves on their own, you and Luke escaped to your bedroom. He arrived from tour the day before, but he was too tired to do anything. To make your privacy matters worse, Luke's band mates unexpectedly appeared at your flat. As they screamed at each other from the other end of the flat, you and Luke heatedly made out against your bathroom door. Two sets of hands hurriedly rushed to peel away articles of clothing before Luke finally positioned himself between your legs, swiftly rolling on a condom. "Stay quiet, babe," he panted. "Don't want the other guys to hear, right?" His lips crashed against yours as he slid inside of you. He kept his lips attached to yours as he pounded into you, suppressing both of your moans.
Michael:He teased you by trailing his fingers along your hip as you cuddled closer to him in his tour bunk."Y/N," he softly whined. "What?" you groggily whisper. "I'm horny," he bluntly states. "The other boys are asleep, Michael." "I guess you'll just have to stay quiet," he smirked. You looked up at him. "I'm pretty sure I'm quieter than you," you challenged. "Why don't we see?" He pressed his lips to yours, slowly dragging his teeth along your bottom lip. His hands pushed down his sweatpants and tugged your bottoms off before slipping on a condom and pushing into you. You're breathing was heavy as he pumped in and out of you. "God," he groaned, and your hand immediately flew up to his mouth. "Stay quiet, baby. We can't wake anyone," you whispered, bringing his mouth to yours. He trailed kisses down your neck, distracting his mouth by leaving purple marks along your skin.
Ashton:As soon as he and his band mates hopped on the tour bus, he was dragging you towards the back of the bus, mumbling something to the other boys over his shoulder that he was "tired". "Long day?" you asked, under the impression that he actually was tired from all the hard work. Instead, he surprisingly slammed your back against the wall. His lips eagerly pressed to your neck, and his hand trailed down to your jeans. "You'll need to hush, babe," he huskily breathed, his nose gliding along the skin of your neck. He quickly shoved off your jeans and underwear before doing the same for himself. He rolled on a condom. "Jump," he commanded, and you obeyed as he steadied you against the wall. He positioned himself before slowly easing in. His lips captured yours, and his tongue swirled in your mouth, halting you from letting out a loud moan.
Calum:His lips reluctantly pulled away from your neck as the other boys unexpectedly burst through the door of your flat. "We came to have a Will Smith marathon!" Michael cheered. "We brought snacks," Ashton smiled as he and Luke held up multiple bags of food. "I'll buy pizza," Michael said, pulling out his phone. Calum groaned into your neck quietly. "We'll be right back," he muttered to his band mates, grasping your hand and pulling you into your bedroom. "What are you doing?" you question as he shuts your bedroom door. "Finishing what I started," he responds tugging your bottoms down and slipping out of his jeans. Quickly, he rolls on a condom before placing himself at your entrance. He easily slides in causing you to let out a breathy moan. "Stay quiet, baby," he commands, slowly pushing in and out of you. You attach your lips to his neck, muffling your moans with his skin.
