Ashton: You limp towards the sink, cringing as pain shoots through your thighs, you are washing the dishes when you feel Ashton's familiar, long fingers dance over your hips "hey my girl" he murmurs, kissing your neck softly, he grinds his crotch against you and you shake your head "not tonight Ash" you groan, shrugging him off "what? Why not?" He whines, nuzzling his face into your neck "cause I said so Ash, we've had sex everyday, for the past two weeks, and I'm not saying it isn't good, but I'm not a machine Ash, I'm not some blow up doll, and my body is just really hating me right now, and I can't keep this up, I am exhausted, I am sore, and I just need a break" you plead, he looks at you wide eyed, nodding, and as you move his eyes go wider "are you-are you limping?" He asks incredulously, you shrug, your face growing hot. Looking extremely guilty, Ashton pulls you into his arms, hugging you tight "I-I never-you should have told me-I'm so sorry baby girl" he mumbles, pressing a kiss to the top of your head
Michael: You moan as Michael thrusts into you, the bed hitting the wall loudly, you're on all fours, gripping the sheets, suddenly there is the sound of someone banging on the wall, but from the other side. Luke. Again. "You guys" he whines "fuck off Luke" Michael grunts, he wraps a strong arm around your stomach and pulls you up so your back is pressed to his chest, his other hand slips down to your clit "I want to hear you scream my name" he growls, thrusting deep into you "oh god-oh god-M-Michael...Michael!" You shriek, your body trembling as your orgasm hits, there is more pounding on the wall and Luke's voice pulls you out of your euphoria "seriously you guys, this is the fifth time in a row!" He yells "I said fuck off Luke, you're such a fucking cock block! Go away!" Michael shouts, he continues snapping his hips up into you, and soon you feel him cum, he groans loudly, cursing, and suddenly there is a knock on the door, panting, he slips out of bed and tugs on his sweatpants "this better not be fucking Luke or I swear I'll murder him" he opens the door to reveal Luke hiding behind a tired looking Ashton, who glares at the younger boy "Luke says you guys won't let him sleep" Michael groans, clenching his jaw "well Luke's being a fucking cock block" he mutters darkly, glaring at Luke "Mike its three am! Why the fuck are you having sex?" Ashton scoffs, Michael shrugs, his cheeks tinging red "well you guys need to stop or else (Y/N)'s moving into Luke's room and Luke's in here with you; try that for a cock block" and with that Ashton stalks back to his room and Michael slams his door.
Luke (His P.O.V): "Hey mate" I wince as Calum slaps me hard on the back, usually it wouldn't hurt, but the long, red scratches down my back are stinging unbearably "hey" I squeak, Calum gives me a funny look, chuckling, when suddenly his eyes fall on my neck "what is that?" He asks, poking the heavy bite marks "ah ah ouch! Cal!" I yelp, leaping away from him, Calum holds his hands up in surrender, chuckling "what is with you today Mr. Sensitive?" I sigh, sitting back down "(Y/N) gets a little...a little feisty sometimes" I mumble, he snorts, and my face grows hot "and I guess we've just been doing it nonstop since the tour ended and she just-she adds new scratches and bites on top of others...and it really hurts afterwards" I admit, I rub the back of my neck and cringe as my fingers graze over a few scratches "lemme see" Calum sniggers, blushing, I pull my shirt over my head and turn around so he can see the scratches "woah I thought you were just being a pussy but...wow" I sigh and bite my lip "and when we're on stage and my shirt gets all sweaty..." I trail off, shaking my head "ouch...I feel for ya mate. Just tell her-tell her management put you on a sex ban for a month or two" Calum suggests, I pull my shirt over my head and sit down gingerly "I would but...I don't think I can go that long without sex, knowing it's available" I groan, he laughs, shaking his head "then try a week or two" I shrug "yeah I think I can do that...although do you think her giving me head would count as sex?" I ask "nah" "alright I can do this".
Calum: You grip the back of Calum's neck, screaming as he pounds into you, his thrusts are hard and powerful, and suddenly there is a loud crack, the legs of the bed snapping "fucking hell" Calum mutters, but he doesn't stop thrusting, you know he's close, and he isn't going to stop till he gets what he wants. So you push the bed out of your thoughts and focus back on the pleasure, and soon you both hit your highs and Calum rolls off of you, panting heavily. The bed is sloping downwards, the end of the mattress slipping onto the floor "shit" Calum stands up and tosses you his shirt, pulling on a pair of boxers, he helps you up and you both survey the damage "we're going to need to buy a new one" you mumble, Calum nods, chuckling to himself "can't believe we broke it" he laughs "we? This was all your fault" you exclaim, slapping his arm "me? Look who's talking! I seem to remember a certain someone begging for it 'faster and harder'" he smirks, tickling you, you squeal, wriggling as he pulls you into his arms and kisses you softly "yeah well...you broke it" "you made me break it" his brown eyes are glinting cheekily and he sets his hands on your hips, nipping at your ear "so I guess it's both our faults" he murmurs.
