Daisy (lashton)

Chapter 4

"Yo, that dude across the bar has been checking you out for the last five minutes, if you don't go over there and chat him up then I will for you!" Michael was practically yelling into Luke's ear over the loud electronic sound of the bass pounding through the bar. Luke glanced up over the edge of his glass to lock eyes with the honey blonde with the flushed cheeks who was stood on the opposite side of the bar. Luke locked eyes with the older man and smirked as the man blushed and looked away.

"A shy one," Luke said as he set his glass down with a smirk, "they're always the freakiest. Wait here." Before Michael could answer, Luke was pushing his way through the crowd, his eyes never leaving the older looking man as he made his way across the bar.

For a Friday night the pickings had been slim, and Luke had almost given up his hope of getting laid until Michael pointed out the frazzled looking blonde across the way. His dick was already twitching in his pants as he took in the sight of the stranger before him. The man was wearing a tight pair of black jeans that hugged his ass perfectly and a satin red button down that displayed a smattering of chest hair perfectly. All in all, the man was mouthwatering, and Luke couldn't wait to dig in.

"It's not polite to stare at strangers, you know." Luke leaned up against the bar so that he was towering over the honey blonde beauty and he couldn't help but love the look of intimidation that flashed through the man's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I-" The stranger started to apologize, but Luke wasn't having any of it. He took a step closer so that he could reach out and graze the tips of his fingers along the man's neck.

"Never said I was one for manners. I'm Luke, by the way." The man nodded and Ashton could almost smell the intimidation and arousal from where he stood. Before the man could form a reply, Luke wrapped a hand around the man's smaller wrist and began pulling him away towards the dance floor. Luke couldn't help but smirk as he caught sight of the man's friend mouthing the words 'get it' to him from where he was left standing at the bar. Oh, this man will definitely get it alright.

"And you would be?" Luke prompted as he abruptly spun the stranger around and pressed his back against Luke's toned chest, loving the way that his already chubbed up cock nestled perfectly against the man's ass.

"A-Ashton." He choked out as Luke placed his hands on Ashton's hips and began moving them to the beat of the music.

"Ashton," Luke hummed. He loved the way that the name sounded rolling off of his tongue, and he couldn't wait to be moaning it later when he was buried balls deep into Ashton's ass. "A beautiful name for a beautiful man." Luke smirked once again as the blood rushed to Ashton's cheeks, loving the control he had over the shorter man. The taller boy's eyes widened in surprise when he boldly turned around and wrapped his arm's around Luke's broad shoulders.

"Would it be cheesy for me to say you're not so bad yourself?" Luke chuckled as Ashton began to sway his hips to the music once more.

"It would be cheesy, but I'm flattered nonetheless." Luke practically moaned as Ashton giggled in response and buried his head into Luke's neck.

"Good, because I think that you're really fucking sexy." Luke was completely caught off guard as Ashton rolled his hips into Luke's, and Luke let slip a guttural moan before tangling one of his hands in the hair at the nape of Ashton's neck and crashing their lips together in a drunken kiss that was full of teeth and tongue.

Luke couldn't remember the last time that he ever enjoyed a kiss so much. Luke usually hated kissing, he never knew why, but as long as he could remember he was disgusted by the feeling of someone else's tongue licking into his mouth and the spit that would coat his lips after pulling away. This kiss, though, was different. For whatever reason, Luke couldn't get enough of the way Ashton's tongue flicked at his teeth and explored the deepest parts of his mouth. He could feel himself growing even harder in his jeans from the kiss and Luke could have sworn he was fifteen again.