One Direction and 5SOS Preferences and Imagines

Noob (dirty)

Noob [ Ashton ]

Smut, be warned. I wrote this in the car two days ago (I think).

Bodies turned into one another, your knee wiggled between his like a key forced between a lock's jagged teeth, you couldn't think of anywhere else you would have rather been over lying on a hotel bed with Ashton, his hands over your chest and mouth offering you the taste of peppermint generously. Everyone was upstairs, the rooftop pool acting as the perfect place to cater Luke's shitstorm of an eighteenth birthday. You had sworn to your friends that you were truly just going back down to your suite to charge your phone, but with Ashton following so closely behind you and playing with the bottom of your flimsy black mini dress, you had a feeling you two would be awhile. It was obvious he had a private planned in his mind for the two of you. In his defense, you two had been apart for three weeks and were still a relatively new couple after flirting back and forth and on and off for half a year.

Ashton leaned away from your face, catching his breath and shaking out his shaggy locks with one hand. His eyes dined over you once his hair was fixed, licking his lips at how through childish groping and focused kissing the neckline of your dress had dropped and revealed more flesh and the lace detail of your black bra. He smiled to himself before returning to you, your nails dragging lightly up and down his bare arm, as he went in to help himself to your cleavage, making out with it instead of your mouth smeared of your nude pearl lipstick.

"Ashton..." Above him, chin nearly kneeling into the apex of his head, you hissed. You shut your eyes and pressed your body closer to him, his arousal obvious above your leg as he nuzzled into your chest and bit lightly at your skin, a boy starved of his favorite course. "Ashton..." Again, you sighed while running one hand up the back of his head, his hair between your fingers tightly. "Baby, could you go down on me?" Sweetly, you whispered with your eyes shut.

You could feel your boyfriend's lips stop all at once, looking up at you with a mouth dripping with his own saliva. When you finally opened up your eyes, you spotted his surprise. He was staring at you, his hands and chin pressed into your chest, eyes like headlights on an open highway near midnight. It wasn't what you had been expecting since usually when it came to intimacy, Ashton was a free spirit. He was a kid let loose in a toy store and just wanted to touch and try absolutely everything.

"What?" Beginning to feel uncomfortable with his reaction, you nervously asked and took your hand from his hair to play with yours, moving it back with a shake and checking it was behind your ears.

"I've never gone down before..." Very quietly, Ashton spoke almost right into your breasts without moving his lips much. With your eyes on him and perplexed, he cleared his throat and tried again, "I've never gone down before." He pushed off you lightly and adjusted his spine straight, feigning casual cool as he shared his inexperience.

"What?!" You helped in shock before having to a throw a hand over your growing smile, knowing your laughter would not be welcomed kindly by Ashton.

"Most girls are pretty happy to just go down on me." Defensively, he explained and covered himself with crossed arms after playing with the thin and worn out bottom of his sleeveless shirt. He had been touring for a couple years now and even when he was playing shitty basement clubs with only fifty people in the crowd, there was always a girl happy to have a drummer in her mouth, if not two. Ashton wasn't exactly going to beg to have his tongue on random stranger poon.

"I see, Rockstar." You laughed. "Well, I'm not a groupie....and you know how much you like when I'm going down on you ... " Happily, one by one, you trailed two fingers down his arm closest to you and smirked. "You don't have to, but...you know, it feels really good." Arching your back you pretended to adjust yourself on the bed, knowing full well that Ashton couldn't resist the sight.