smoke in your lungs
By; orphan_account on ao3
Summary:
but there was one night in particular where calum had walked off stage without a word, straight out the back door of the arena and a cigarette immediately being popped into his mouth. michael knew something was up; calums been a bit off for a couple weeks. hes stressed, the guys know and they understand. but he never just walks off stage with a tired expression, not even a wave towards the crowd. so michael was worried and he knew calum was craving a cigarette. and dont blame him for getting a twitch from the thought—no michael. calum is stressed, no time for dirty thoughts.
but then, michael came up with an idea.
"hey ash?"
"hmm?"
"orgasms relieve stress right?"
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Notes:
ayy back at it again with the malum smut. GO WILD
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Chapter one/two
michael doesn't know whats worse; calum smoking or getting turned on from it. probably the latter. but who could blame him, honestly. like—michael cant help that his dick twitches everytime calum wraps his lips around the cigarette and hollows his cheeks. and the way he closes his eyes and tips his head back as he blows out the poison; michael could bust a nut on the spot.
hes actually forgotten about it for a while ever since ashton had yelled about how he was going to die from second hand smoke which resulted in calum sneaking off during the late hours of the night when nobody was looking; mostly after a show.
but there was one night in particular where calum had walked off stage without a word, straight out the back door of the arena and a cigarette immediately being popped into his mouth. michael knew something was up; calums been a bit off for a couple weeks. hes stressed, the guys know and they understand. but he never just walks off stage with a tired expression, not even a wave towards the crowd. so michael was worried and he knew calum was craving a cigarette. and dont blame him for getting a twitch from the thought—no michael. calum is stressed, no time for dirty thoughts.
but then, michael came up with an idea.
"hey ash?"
"hmm?"
"orgasms relieve stress right?"
it went silent for a moment, the only sound being lukes snort from the back of the dressing room. ashton raised an eyebrow and looked back down at his phone. "i believe they do. dont be loud please? and atleast wait until the bus when we're all asleep."
michael doesnt reply as he smiles and nonchalantly makes his way out the back door, only hitting none other than calum in the back with it.
"fuck mate, that hurt," the tan boy grunts, his arm craned around his side to rub at the spot michael had hit with the doorknob.
michael frowns and pats calums shoulder, "sorry cal. you alright?"
calum moves from in front of the door to the wall next to it, leaning back against. he flicks an ash off of his cigarette and nods, "yeah m'good. just hurt for a second."
"no," michael blurts, scratching the back of his neck as he takes his place next to calum, copying his pose, "i mean are you alright? you know- in general."
calum doesn't speak for a second, he instead inhales the smoke from his halfway burned cigarette before holding it in a second and then blowing out. "im okay."
