5SOS Preferences

#46 ↣ Too Hot

Calum:

You had been best friends with Calum and the others since you all could talk, and you were invited to join them in London too attend their Koko shows. “Alright guys, before we go on stage let’s have some fun.” Calum plopped down next to you, his arm going around you as usual. The boys smirked at each other as they sat in front of you two. “Okay, let’s play too hot.” You shook your head, smirking. “I don’t want to kiss either of you, shit heads.” You said, laughing. “Then kiss me.” You turned, Calum smiling. You gave in, pressing your lips to his. You never expected you to be kissing your best friend, but it happened. You forgot the other boys were in the room, so your hands crept up his singlet. “I win!” Calum screamed, the boys smirking and standing. “Wait until we get back to the house.” Calum said, winking and kissing you again before leaving.

Ashton:

“Okay Ashton, truth or dare?” Michael said, smirking as he held the bottle in his hand. “Ah, dare.” His hand held you closer to him as the boys all discussed a dare for him. “Watch it be something super corny.” You whispered as he chuckled, “And watch it get me super horny.” “Ashton.” You hissed, blushing as he chuckled. “Alright, I dare you to play too hot with Y/N.” You smirked, “See?” Ashton shrugged, facing you as you nodded for him to go. His lips pressed to yours, as he licked your bottom lip for entrance. “I’m gonna win.” You whispered in between kisses as he smiled. “I am.” Soon, his hands were creeping up your thighs. “Y/N is the winner!” The boys went to get drinks as Ashton pulled you onto his lap. “Told you i’d get super horny.”

Luke:

“So,” He said, twiddling his thumbs as you smiled. “Touch me and I win.” He nodded as you sighed, “I touch you and you win.” He smirked and nodded. “I bet you’ll crack first. Girls always crack first.” “Sexist much?” “Nah, I just know you can’t resist me.” He was right, you couldn’t resist him. He kissed your forehead, your nose, both your cheeks, your chin before finally kissing your lips. He let his mouth linger, before sticking his tongue in. Your hands were literally itching for some kind of contact. But him having his way with you did sound good right now. Your hands grabbed his belt buckles, yanking him closer. “I win.” He said in between kisses, then carrying you upstairs.

Michael:

“So I can’t touch your boobs?” You rolled your eyes, hitting his arm as he chuckled. “No! You ass!” He chuckled, sitting up on his knees as you did the same. “What happens if I win?” You scoffed, giving him another look. “Well when I win,” He shook his head, “I can do whatever I want to you and vice versa.” He nodded and smiled. “Well, lean.” He smiled and pressed his lips onto yours. After a few pecks, you opened your mouth as he slid his tongue in. Your hands locked together as you were yearning to touch him. As you turned my head for better access, you felt both his hands grab your boobs. “Seriously?” You mumbled, before smiling and pulling back. “I win.” You said, kissing him again as he pouted. “I can’t resist.”