5 Seconds of Summer Preferences

#9 With the Rents

Ashton:  With all the kids running around the green yard, you two could slip away quite easily. Ashton had been watching you all day with his mom and his siblings and after a while he was feeling jealous. After all, he was your boyfriend. His lips slammed against yours as he pushed you against the side of his house, his large hands cupping you from behind. “Ash, be careful, your mom.” You warned pulling your mouth from his. “So?” he asked not caring if they saw or not. You stretched your arm around his neck, perching yourself on the tip of his toes. “I don’t want them to have a bad impression of me.” You mumbled against the skin of his neck. He couldn’t control himself and kissed yours, nipping at the skin. “Stop.” You groaned your head tilting back. He grunted pressing his tall frame against yours. You finally had enough of this and moaned a, “Okay.” He nuzzled his curly head in your neck peppering your shoulder with flittering kisses. It was this moment you two heard the footsteps approaching. He quickly slipped his hands out from under shirt, where they had decided to roam to. “Well, uh, I was just wondering where you were. I see that you’re here, so, um, don’t uh, just, yeah.” His mom was a stuttering mess walking away, leaving a giggling Ashton and a very embarrassed you.

 

Michael:  You were trying really hard not to stare at Michael. His grey kaleidoscope eyes had been locked on you all night. Of all the times for him to, he had to when his parents were over. They weren’t just over either; it was the first time meeting them. His mom and dad had been different than what you were expecting, but then you were in the mindset of: this was Michael and ,well, how could anyone normal have him as a son? You meant this as kindly as possible. You dared a glance from the corner of your eye at him, glaring. A smirk crossed his plump lips in response. He dropped one hand from the table and to his knee. “Is there anything I could-ah?” you were cut off by his calloused fingers touching your knee. They moved in circles slowly, nonchalantly moving their way up your thigh.  His mom looked at you in concern, “Something wrong Y/N?” You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, why did Mikey have to get handsy now? “No.” you managed to choke out as his dad gained a twinkle in his eyes. “Why don’t you to go up to Mike’s room for a while, I think we can handle it.” You knew he knew when your mouth dropped open as Mikey quickly rushed you upstairs.

Calum: This wasn’t the first time meeting his parents and the first time they were smitten with you so smitten that tonight was planned: a nice dinner date for both you and Calum and his parents. Last night though, Calum kept bugging you. He came over late after spending the day with the boys, then forgot about tonight, and tried to kiss it better. You thought of how to get him back, after all, an hour is an awfully long time to be by yourself. That’s where tonight comes in. You slipped into your little black dress, threw on a strand of pearls, and perfected the red lipstick on your lips as Calum walked in the door. “Baby, you look stunning.” He purred in your ear. You smiled, grabbing your coat and walked out to his car. This flirtatious behavior continued to the restaurant, where half way through dessert, you slipped your hand up his thigh. You leaned into his shoulder, snuggling in seemingly innocent, as you trailed up his leg. Calum moaned, his face squinting. “You alright Calum?” his mom asked, faced drawing up in concern. “Fine, just a little burn, but, I think we’ll go on and go. Y/N probably has some medicine.”

 

Luke:  Luke’s hands threaded with yours as you lay propped against him. You lay tucked in-between his legs your head resting on his chest. He placed a light kiss on your head. You blushed lightly as the sentiment. You weren’t blushing at what he did, no you were passed that, you blushed because of who you were with -his parents. His parents sat across from you leaning into each other. You caught their glance every few seconds and suddenly became aware of how much Luke was actually touching you. A light kiss here, a nibble there, a graze when he thought his parents were watching the movie that you guys decided to watch. “Stop.” You mouthed as he started to move his hands more often. He made a noise somewhere in between a laugh and scoff. “Like they haven’t.” he muttered. You rolled your eyes as his hands rubbed in slow circles on your thighs. His parents 100% saw this time. “Lucas Hemmings!” they scolded together causing you both to jump. “What?” he asked. “You.” His dad responded pointing to his hands. “I thought we taught you better.” His mom scolded with obvious amusement.  Luke raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes twinkling like an ocean would in the moonlight. “Oh, this? It’s fine.” The two elder Hemmings made a face that was quite intimidating. “No! Really it is, she told me she like it last night.” He said with a satisfied smile. You laughed out in embarrassment your face a burning red as you tried to avoid eye contact for the rest of the night.