Michael: "You're dripping through your new panties baby" Michael purrs, pressing his thumb against your core through your lace undies, you whimper and push against his hand, begging for some friction, he smirks, licking his lips slowly "bet you taste fucking amazing" he breathes, removing your bra and taking your breasts in his hands, squeezing gently and kissing your neck delicately "Mikey please-" "did I say you could fucking talk?" He snaps, you shake your head and he smirks "exactly, and if you don't obey me you won't be getting even a single orgasm" he hums lowering his face to place a kiss to your soaked lace panties, but as he moves away you feel a tug on your panties, and they slide down your hips "what the fuck?" Michael mutters, you look down and you gasp, a confused and annoyed Michael is trying to untangle white lace panties from his eyebrow piercing, you giggle and he groans "stuck Clifford?" You tease "you're still not allowed to talk" he growls, fiddling with his piercing till he groans and simply slips it out, ripping your undies away with it and burying his face straight in between your legs.
Calum: "Just...just gimme a sec" Calum grumbles, grinding his hips onto yours, panting heavily, sweat forming along his furrowed brow, you giggle, smiling fondly at his determination "I-I don't know what's wrong tonight" he whines, glaring at his defiantly limp cock and reaching down to give it a few experimental tugs "you're just tired Cal" you chuckle, pressing a kiss to his cheek "I'm not tired" he says fiercely, gripping your hips tighter, his mouth moving down to your breasts, you moan softly and arch your back up, pressing yourself closer to him "you got it up yet?" You ask breathlessly, he grunts and shakes his head, his cheeks flushed with a mix of exertion, frustration, and embarrassment, you sigh and push him off you gently "Cal it's fine, just give up" you chuckle, he huffs, grabbing his sweats and yanking them on, glaring up at the ceiling, his cheeks burning "Calum?" He ignores you, playing with his fingers "Calum, come on, talk to me" you whine, moving closer to him, you kiss his chest and drag your fingers gently over his bicep "I know you're feeling insecure and stuff but look it's fine okay? It happens sometimes babe" you murmur, he sighs pulling you to his chest and pressing a kiss to the top of your head "you're just tired out, but in the morning, you can have me any way you like" you smirk, he bites his lip, nuzzling his face into your neck "any way? Mmm baby all I want is to fuck you senseless on the goddamn floor" He breathes, making you gasp, your cheeks flushed as you bite your lip.
Luke: "Fuckin'-(Y/N) fuck babe-baby I'm so fucking close. Oh shit babe!" Luke's voice is strained, sweat pouring down his face, the veins on his neck throbing as he thrusts into your mouth as best he can in his cramped bunk, his body jerks, his muscles going into a spasm as he hits his high, sending warm cum shooting down your throat, he whines softly as you continue sucking him, shaking his head feebly as he pulls away, his frazzled mind forgetting the size of his bunk, and before you know it you are gaping down at Luke groaning on the floor "are you okay?!" You gasp, scrambling down to his side, he shakes his head weakly "fuck" he mumbles, staggering to his feet, you grab his arm, helping him over to Calum's bunk and helping him lie down, he groans again, squeezing his eyes shut "I can't tell if I'm seeing double because of that-" he jerks his thumb towards the spot he fell "or because of that" he gestures upwards to his own bunk, chuckling quietly as he drops his head on the pillow.
Ashton: "I missed you so much" Ashton mumbles, kissing your neck before stifling a yawn, you push a strand of hair out of his face and smile "are you sure you don't wanna go to sleep baby?" You chuckle, knowing how exhausted he is after just arriving home from tour "no babe, I'm fine. I'm a big boy okay? I know what I'm doing" he says defensively, fumbling with your bra "did you superglue this damn thing together?" He mutters, searching for the clasp, you giggle and remove it by yourself, grinning smugly "yeah I knew how - just didn't see it" he grumbles. You both finish getting undressed and you lie back "wait baby - could well...you gotta go on top (Y/N)...my arms are sore - all that drumming" Ashton mumbles, lying on his back and pulling you on top. You giggle and roll your eyes, sinking down on him slowly "fuck baby, you feel amazing" he breathes, his eyes fluttering closed, he pulls you onto his chest and presses a kiss to the top of your head "I just wanna feel you for a bit babe" he mumbles, and a few seconds later he is fast asleep, snoring softly.
