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Ashton: He'd have his hands tied behind him, struggling and straining to pull free, his biceps taut, sweat running down the side of his face, whimpering and begging as you tease him, sucking his tip and batting your eyelashes at him "baby girl please, please stop teasing" he'd gasp, his tongue darting out to wet his lips, you'd smirk, cradling his balls in one hand, your fingertips grazing the soft skin "what do you want from me baby?" You'd ask, smirking up at him as he moans "I want your mouth-your mouth wrapped around-around all of me" he'd stammer, sucking his lower lip between his teeth, his chest heaving, you'd hum, pressing soft kisses up his abdomen to his chest and neck, biting down lightly on his nipple, he would gasp, jerking his wrists against the restraints again "what daddy wants, daddy gets" you'd whisper, making Ashton moan again, your words almost sending him over the edge already, you'd lap away the precum and take all of him in your mouth, making him hiss through his teeth, his curls falling over his face, and in minutes he would be whimpering desperately "I'm s-so close baby girl" he'd choke, his jaw clenched tightly, you'd pull away from him, still pumping his cock in your hand, and seconds later you'd feel a burst of hot cum hit your chest, splattering all over you, Ashton would be gasping, his chin resting on his sweat soaked chest, his arms still twisted behind him as you smirk to yourself, tilting his chin up and slamming your lips to his.
Michael: He'd have one hand tangled in your hair, holding you firmly in place so you can't move an inch "oh god babe" he'd groan, thrusting up into your mouth slowly, keeping his other hand on the steering wheel, he'd try to focus on the road, not wanting to crash, but you would moan on him, your fingers dipping into his boxers to play with his balls, and it would be too much for him, so he would pull over and have both hands wound up in your hair, snapping his hips up and fucking your mouth hard, his green eyes screwed shut and his pink lips parted "I'm- fucking hell I'm gonna cum" he'd grunt, his thrusts growing sloppy as you suck him harder, your hands squeezing his balls lightly, he'd groan loudly, the amount of swear words falling from his lips as he'd hit his high would be enough to make a sailor blush. His face would scrunch up, heavy pants coming from him as you continue to suck him throughout his orgasm, swallowing every last drop "god you're so damn good at that" he'd murmur, untangling his hands from your hair and allowing you to move, his head leaned back, still gasping for air.
Luke: He would be shy at first, his face flushed bright red when you offered, but once you had his pants around his ankles and his cock in your hand, stroking the silky skin, he was desperate for more "baby please" he'd beg, biting his lip as you'd slide a finger slowly up his length, marvelling at how soft the skin was, tracing the prominent veins and taking his tip into your mouth, licking it innocently "mm I'm your slut for the night master, what do you want?" You'd ask, placing soft kisses along his length, making him shudder "suck me" he'd groan, you'd blink up at him and take his hand, sucking on his finger "no" he'd growl, grabbing the back of your neck and moving you back "suck my cock you dirty little slut" he'd snarl, smirking up at him, you'd take all of him into your mouth, bobbing your head quickly. In a few minutes he'd groan as he pulled away from your mouth "I want to cum all over your pretty little face" he'd growl as you'd continue pumping him, his face would twist and his blue eyes would screw shut as he'd hit his high, warm, sticky cum shooting out over your face and dripping onto your chest, he'd smirk tiredly, and fall back onto the bed, panting for breath.
Calum: He'd be propped up on his elbows, watching you hungrily as you licked his tip, pumping his thick member slowly "baby faster, I want your lips on me" he'd groan, bucking his hips up and tilting his head back, you'd obey, taking more and more of him into your mouth as you went down, his breathing would grow more shallow as you continued, his plump lower lip snagged between his teeth and his dark eyes nearly closed "oh god yes baby...mm feels so good, your mouth feels-feels so good on my cock like that" he'd stammer, shaking his head, panting as you'd rub your hands up his thighs, making him whimper "I'm so fucking close...so close" he'd mumble, snapping his hips up in time with you, his thrusts would grow sloppy, losing their pace, his muscles tightening, his abdomen clenching, and with one final, sharp thrust, you would feel his cum run down your throat, the hot liquid dripping down your chin, Calum would fall back on his pillows, cursing and panting, a contented smile on his face.
