5 sos imagines (some dirty and some clean)

ashton imagine (dirty)

You sat back on the couch, watching an episode of Jersey Shore. You honestly didn’t even like the show, but it was quite entertaining when you had nothing better to do. The front door opened a few minutes later and four loud and familiar voices soon filled the house.

"Hey [Y/N]" Luke smiled as he jumped onto the couch next to you. "Hey" you smiled at him. "How was your day?" he asked, staring at you intently with his bright blue eyes. "It was okay, I had a chemistry test so, it wasn’t the best day" you chuckle, and he nods in understanding. "So are you aware your brother’s throwing a party tonight?" he asks you. "I had no idea, dammit" you mutter and walk off to the kitchen where Michael and Calum stood talking. Michael always loved to throw big parties, and forget to tell you, there’s been more than a few times where a ton of college kids had shown up at your house while you were in your pajamas. Before you could yell at your brother, Michael, your eyes drifted towards Ashton, who was casually leaning against the counter, his arm flexing as he casually scrolled through his phone, and your heart skipped a beat. You and Ashton flirted, a lot, but you didn’t think anything would happen, Michael was overprotective and you weren’t sure Ashton was actually interested.

"Need something?" Michael asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Yeah Michael why the hell are you throwing a party without telling me?" you groaned. "Sorry, didn’t think you’d want to come" Michael smirked. "I obviously want to go to a party in my own house. When is it?" you asked. "Five hours from now" Ashton said, looking up from his phone to meet your gaze. "Okay, cool" you nodded, walking off to shower.

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Around five hours later you finished getting ready for the party, it was supposed to be pretty big, but you didn’t bother wearing a dress. You looked over yourself in the mirror, you were wearing your favourite crop-top band tee, along with a flowy and somewhat short skirt (outfit: x). You shrugged at your reflection before walking down the stairs where the party was already rapidly growing, as of now, there were already around forty people there. Beer and vodka were lined up around the tables, red cups scattered around the floor beside the couples who were making out. You tried to look for someone familiar and spotted Ashton standing by himself in the corner of the room. 

"Hey" you smiled as you walked over to him. "Hey beautiful" he grinned and suddenly pulled you in for a tight hug. "Cuddly mood?" you chuckled as he swayed back and forth with you in his arms. "I’m more in a mood for you…" he smiles slightly, his eyes darkening with lust as he leans down and presses his lips to yours. Your stomach formed a knot as he placed his hands firmly on your hips, pressing you back against the wall, his lips moving softly yet passionately against yours. "A-Ash if Michael sees us he’ll rip your head off" you warned as Ashton started to kiss and leave marks down your neck. "I don’t care anymore" Ashton pouted, leaning his forehead against yours.

"What do you mean, anymore?" you ask him, looking up into his soft hazel eyes. "Since I’ve known you for the past… three years now?" he starts, you nodding to confirm about three years. "I’ve really, really liked you [Y/N]. God you’re just so unbelievably gorgeous and perfect. But every time I try to ask you to be my girlfriend Michael says no!" Ashton sighs angrily. "Y-you want to date me?” you ask him in shock. “Yeah babe, I do” he chuckles, and you quickly press your lips roughly against his. “Screw what Michael wants, Ashton, I’d love to be your girlfriend” you mumble against his lips, causing Ashton to smile into the kiss.

You grabbed the door handle beside you, opening it and dragging Ashton into the bedroom with you. He pinned you against the wall, bringing his lips back against yours. His tongue slid over your bottom lip and you parted your lips so his tongue could slide into your mouth. He pulled your shirt over your head, followed by his as he threw them across the room. “Wait Ash there’s no lock on the door” you mumbled as he pushed you back onto the bed. “We’ll be quick and quiet” he smirked as he pulled off his jeans, slowly pulling off yours.

"You’re okay with this right babe?" Ashton said, his eyes lightening a little as he crawled over top of you. "Yeah Ash" you softly smile up at him. "Are you sure? There’s nothing I want to do more than this but I don’t want to make you feel pressured or uncomfortable and-" Ashton rambled on, nervously biting his lip. "Ashton" you interrupted. "Yeah?" he asks. "Just shut up and kiss me" you giggle and he smiles widely, his dimples showing as leans down to press his lips back against yours.

His fingers slowly traced around your skin, and you arched your back so he could unhook your bra as you kissed. He threw your bra into the pile with your other clothes, before starting to slowly kiss down your stomach. Your breathing quickened as he tugged down your skirt, bringing his warm lips back to kiss your hipbones after throwing your skirt across the room. “Ash you said we have to be quick” you groaned in anticipation, just wanting him to do something, anything. “Right, sorry babe” he smirked and pulled off your panties.

"Ashton are you going to do som-" you start but gasp when he shoves three of his fingers inside of you. You arch your back as his long and agile fingers hits your spot every time, and as if that wasn’t enough, he attaches his lips to your clit, sucking and pressing his tongue roughly against it. "O-oh my god" you moaned, pulling your fingers through his messy curly hair. You came close to your high, bucking your hips against Ashton’s fingers for more friction before he pulls his fingers out of you, putting them in his mouths and cleaning them off. "Ash I was close" you pout. "Hold on baby" he whispers, his voice raspy as he stands off the bed to pull off his jeans and boxers, his hard springing up against his stomach before he crawls over you.

He picks up your legs and sets them on his shoulders before lining himself up at your entrance and pushing into you. You placed your hands on his chest, digging your nails into his chest as he thrusted in and out of you at a steady and slow pace. His face was contorted in concentration, his teeth biting down on his bottom lip, his hair pushed out of his face, as he tried to keep his slow pace. “A-Ash h-harder” you stuttered out, grinding your hips against him. “If that’s what you want” he chimed, pulling out of you and flipping you over so you were on your hands and knees. He slammed himself back into you, grabbing your hips and pulling them to meet his thrusts, hitting your spot roughly every time.

He continued to make you breathless as each thrust got more rough and needy, but also a little more sloppy. “Fuck [Y/N]” he moans loudly before releasing into you, still keeping his pace and bringing his hand to rub lazy circles into your clit to get you to reach your high too. It didn’t take you very long to release after him, whimpering and moaning his name as you came undone beneath him.

"That was amazing" Ashton breathed out, collapsing on the bed beside you. "It was" you smiled at him, and he pulled you against his chest, pulling the covers over your bare bodies as he traced circles into your hips. Just then the door to the bedroom flew open, and Michael stood there with wide eyes. "Oh c’mon!" he sighed angrily, looking between you and Ashton. "You fucked my sister? Really Irwin?" he groaned. "I didn’t fuck your sister mate, I fucked my girlfriend" Ashton said, proud to call you his. "You know what, I have drank like, three bottles of beer and I have taken two vodka shots, I will deal with you two in the morning" Michael says, shaking his head before walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.

"Well let’s enjoy our last night together before Michael murders me tomorrow" Ashton laughs. "I don’t think he’ll murder you, maybe just hit you" you laugh and Ashton rolls his eyes before gently pressing his lips back against yours.