Michael: You sit next to your boyfriend, an ice lolly in your hand, his eyes flick to you briefly before turning back to the tv. You also focus on the tv, licking the end of your lolly gently. You barely notice Michael's attention drifting back to you as you wrap your lips around the lolly. He swallows hard, turning his gaze back to the tv. You continue to eat your lolly in peace, running your tongue along its length, oblivious to Michael's gaze. He begins to shift in his seat, fidgeting as he watches the lolly slide further into your mouth. "Fuck" he mutters under his breath, you turn to him, noticing his flustered appearance. "I'm hard" he admits, a sheepish smile tugging at his lips. You giggle and shake your head, finishing off your lolly "c'mere" you chuckle, wrapping your cold hands around Michael's neck to kiss him.
Calum: You grab your lotion from your chest of drawers as you walk towards your bed, dropping the wet towel from around your body. Calum's eyes immediately dart towards you, the book he's reading is promptly shut as his attention shifts. "We need to buy more shampoo" you say to him, squeezing lotion into your palms, he hums, nodding as he watches you rub the lotion across your arms and back. You bend over to rub it into your legs and Calum bites his lip, very aware of the erection forming in his pants. When you begin to rub the lotion on your breasts, he nearly chokes on his own spit, coughing slightly. You look over and notice his flushed face and his erection beneath the covers "were you watching me?" You ask, climbing onto the bed on all fours. Calum smirks shamelessly, his eyes dark with lust as you straddle him. "You're in for a long night baby" He growls into your ear, his hands finding your waist.
Ashton: Sat on the floor, Ashton leans back against you, his head between your legs as you play with his curls with one hand, the other flicking through the channels. "There's nothing good on" you mutter, dropping the remote and bringing your other hand to caress Ashton's ear. He picks up the remote, turning to a rerun of a football match for a few seconds before changing it to an old episode of The Simpsons. Bored, you run your fingernails along his scalp lightly, down to the nape of his neck. Ashton shudders, his head falling back into your lap. He smiles lazily, his eyes closed appreciatively "you know I can't control myself when you do that" He murmurs, you grin, leaning down to kiss him, your fingers still playing in his hair.
Luke: Fresh out of the shower, you throw on one of Luke's t-shirts, not bothering with anything else as you grab a hair tie. "What do you wanna eat tonight babe?" You ask as you walk into the living room, reaching up to put your hair into a bun. Luke's eyes drop to your ass as you walk past him, watching your shirt ride up hungrily. You turn to face him, leaning against the dining table, the damp shirt clinging to your skin in all the right places. Luke bites his lip, his eyes running up and down your body. "Luke did you hear me? What do you want for dinner?" You ask, he smirks, moving towards you, moving his hands to the hem of your shirt "you" he purrs, nipping your earlobe.
