5 Seconds of Summer Smut

Ashton

Your friend invited you to go to this party, which you weren't sure about. You were never really considered a popular person, and you knew there would probably be a bunch of popular people there that would make fun of you. But she convinced you to go, promising that if any drama occured that you would leave immediately. She helped you pick out a cute outfit, your favorite skirt and a cute shirt with flats. She curled your hair and you did your make up and tried to feel confident as she drove you with her to the party. You had a raging crush on this boy named Ashton. He had curly hair, hazel eyes, dimples and the most adorable smile in the world. You had completely fallen in love with him and he had barely taken notice in you before. You knew there was no way you had any chance with him, but for some reason you couldn't get him off your mind. You got to the party and there were so many people there, you thought for sure you would get lost in the crowd so you stayed on the outside of it while your friend went in and found a guy and started dancing with him. You began to regret your decision to come and walked over to sit down on a couch. A drunk couple came and sat down and started making out next to you. You sighed and started getting really bored. That's when you spotted Ashton. He was standing, and some blonde was trying to talk to him. He looked completely uninterested. You figured that's what it would look like if you tried to talk to him. You looked away, falling into a daydream of kissing him and him holding you. You ran your hand through your hair. You could be at home, daydreaming in privacy where you could... "Hey," you heard someone say, and you looked over. You blinked a couple times to make sure your eyes weren't playing tricks on you. Was Ashton really standing in front of you? "Hey," you said back, trying not to sound lame. "Do you want to dance?" he asked. You began to panic. "I... I can't dance," you said. "Sure you can," he smiled, taking your hand and pulling you to stand up. You shook your head. "Really, I can't. I'll just make myself look like an idiot." He put on a fake pouty face. "Please, (Y/N)?" You did a bit of a double take. "Wait... You know my name?" "Of course I do," he said. "I--" "You what?" you asked. He turned bright red. "Well... I've kind of been stalking you a little bit." "What do you mean?" you asked and your heart started pounding. "I mean... I've looked through my yearbook and tried to find all the things you're involved in, and then... I go to them, like after school things and... I watch you." You felt your eyes widen. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm a freak. And that's really creepy. You probably think I'm an absolute weirdo now." "No," you said. "I... I've had a huge crush on you for a while now." You felt your cheeks burn as you confessed. His face lit up. "Really?" You nodded. His face broke into that huge smile that you'd fallen in love with and you smiled back. "Can I..." he stuttered. "Can I take you home?" "To my house?" you asked. "You know where I live too?" "No," he said. "To both of those questions. I want to take you to my house." "And do what?" you asked and he smiled cheekily. Your heart started pounding. "Can we get to that later?" he said and you nodded frantically. He took your hand and guided you outside to his car. "Are... Are your parents home?" you asked. "No," he laughed. "They're doing something away for about a week starting yesterday." "Oh, okay," you said, your pulse racing. "Have you ever..." Ashton said. "Ever what?" you asked. "Ever... You know... Had sex," he said. "Not... Exactly," you said. "What do you mean?" he asked. You felt your cheeks burn and you didn't want to say it. You sighed. "Have you ever masturbated?" he asked. "Uh... Yeah," you said quietly. "That's so hot," he said, biting his lip. "How many fingers?" You sighed again. "Three," you said quietly, embarrassed to no end. He bit his lip again and continued driving. You saw his erection pressing against his jeans and you felt yourself starting to get wet. You cracked your knuckles and then fiddled with the hem of your skirt to keep yourself busy for the rest of the car ride. As soon as he got to his house, he unlocked the door and walked inside, you following close behind. He shut the front door and locked it. He took your hand and guided you into his bedroom. As soon as he shut the door he pushed you against it and kissed you. Opening your mouth slightly, he slid his tongue into your mouth and ran his hands up your thighs, under your skirt. He stopped right under your bum and lifted your legs around him, pressing himself against you. You pulled his shirt over his head and he did the same to you. He worked his way to your neck kissing you and you moaned when he found your sweet spot. He pulled you from the door and collapsed on top of you on his bed. You tangled your fingers in his curls as he pulled your skirt off and tossed it onto the floor. He took his jeans off and ran his hands up your thighs again, then rubbed your sensitive area. You moaned in pleasure and he started rubbing harder. "Ashton," you whimpered, reaching to pull off his underwear. He reached his arms around your back, unstrapping your bra and looking at your breasts with wide eyes, licking his lips. "Ashton," you whined and he seemed to come back to reality, sliding your underwear off. He reached to his bedside table and opened the drawer, pulling out a condom and pulling his own underwear off. He pulled the condom on and slid into you as fast as he could. He gasped as he went deeper into you than you had gone before, but you didn't want him to stop. He continued thrusting in and out of you, filling you with pleasure. Ashton moaned your name as he continued his assault on your body, making you need more and more, making you never want him to stop. You felt a familiar tightening in your stomach and you yelled Ashton's named as you released, sending pure bliss through every ounce of you. After a moment, he started thrusting into you again, but you didn't complain. You didn't want any of it to end, and it felt so right that you thought all of your daydreams and even actual dreams about him were coming true. The only difference is that this was so much better. 3 orgasms later, Ashton finally stopped and laid beside you. "I guess this means we're together now?" he giggled and you joined him, feeling happiness fill you as you laid sleepily staring into his eyes.