You've been working as 5sos' personal hair and clothing stylist while they're on the road and performing shows.
You'd be lying if you said you never flirted with them, but Ashton always got your attention during concerts.
Since you watched from backstage you got to see just how hard his muscles flexed when he beat on his drums and how he had to constantly flip his sweaty hair out of his eyes.
When he came off stage one night, his entire body was damp from sweating so much, but what you really noticed was the increasing lust in his eyes aimed directly at you.
When he was certain he had your attention, he made his way over to you and casually whispered,
"(Y/N), can I talk to you for a minute?"
You nodded and followed him to the bathroom he slyly led you into.
He locked the door as he stared at your body, breathing heavily.
He bit his lip as his eyes met yours. You quickly approached him and wrapped your arms around his neck as you pulled him into a deep kiss.
Ashton wasted no time as he lifted you up onto the sink and spread your legs roughly.
You were practically dripping into your panties already.
He pressed hot kisses against your neck as he slid your panties down and dropped them in the sink.
He practically had you groaning as he ran his middle finger up and down your slit to feel how wet you already were.
He quickly pumped his finger in and out of you teasingly a couple times before he molded his lips with yours.
Your tongues fought for dominance as he unzipped his jeans and pulled down his boxers.
He pumped his member a few good times to make sure he was hard enough and began rubbing his tip against your clit.
"Ashton" you whined as your legs shook.
He smirked as he pushed himself inside you, holding back his moans.
He pressed his lips against your neck as he as pumped in and out of you, causing whimpers to escape your lips.
The feeling of him so deep inside you was almost painful from the way he was stretching you out.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he whispered in a scratchy voice, enjoying the tightness of your walls for a few seconds.
He leaned down and rested his forehead against your neck.
He allowed you to adjust to his size, before slowly thrusting in and out of you.
One arm was wrapped behind your waist, holding you against him, and the other hand was rested underneath your thigh.
He started off slow then he began speed up, trying to quickly fuck you just to take the edge off.
In a few short moments, he was pounding into you, only occasional gasps for air coming from your mouth as he quietly moaned your name over and over again in your ear.
You whimpered his name before falling against his chest as he quickly pumped in and out of you as roughly as he could.
A short groan fell from his lips as he felt how tight you were around his cock, sharp breaths escaped your lips and landed in the crook of his neck.
"Shit, you feel so good, baby." he whispered, fervently slamming into you as you both felt your highs approaching.
You desperately rocked your hips against him, feeling yourself clench around him and causing him to nearly lose his mind.
