All In Due Time

Cuddle?

"Oh, hello." Luke walked in and observed Winnie's attire. She smiled winningly at him kissed his cheek and then continued searching his kitchen for ingredients.
"I could get used to coming home to this." Ashton announced and she winked at him.
Michael shoved him with his shoulder. "She's mine."
She pretended to shoot him with guns and he clutched his heart. "Bullseye!"
Calum entered and Luke flung his arms out at him. "You too?"
"Why's your hair wet?" Ashton asked and picked at some of her long drying stands of hair.
"Winnie gave me a kiss." Luke informed.
"Oh fine." Calum teased with a big cheesy smile on his face and leaned in for a big wet one before veering his course and passionately pretend making out/hugging him.
"Calum doused me with the flipping hose." She answered with of touch of bitterness.
"HAH. Asshole." Michael smiled proudly.
"What are you making?" Luke set his chin on her head as she went on her tiptoes to reach for the flour, he took it down for her since she couldn't reach.
"Cookies."
"FUCK YES!" Michael shouted, making Ashton who had just sat down next to him on the counter jump.
"What do I do?" Calum asked, poking Winnie's cheek.
"Get me the eggs, butter, and sugar and a large bowl." She ordered.
"Wow, Calum's helping?" Ashton questioned teasingly.
"He's sou chef of the kitchen." Winnie said, slapping Calum's butt when he bent down to get the butter making him yelp.
"OH YEAH!" Ashton encouraged and lifted his arms in the air.
"I want to help," Luke said as Calum set out the ingredients for Winnie and waited for further instruction.
"That'd be lovely." She smiled.
"Well, now we all have to help!" Michael sighed in jokeful exasperation but grinned, getting up and leaning on Winnie. "Tell me what you need."
"Trays, cookie sheets..." She listed things off and the boys bustled around retreiving things and handing them to her while she worked.
"WASH YOUR HANDS FIRST!" Winnie shrieked at Calum as he was about to dive them into the batter to mix it better.
"Yeah, we don't know where your hands have been." Michael chided.
"I think we all know." Ashton wiggled his brows suggestively and Michael gave a hoot of laughter while Winnie cringed and Luke smiled and shook his head. "Weeeeeeooooooo hehehe!"
Calum brushed the back of his hand on Ashton's cheek wistfully, him smacking it away with a deep amused giggle. He flicked water at Winnie, who flinched and pulled a face at him.
"Don't try me Hood or I'll have Luke mix." She threatened and Calum placed his hand over his heart in hurt.
"You wouldn't!" He replied theatrically.
"OH BUT WOULD SHE??" Ashton egged on.
"Of course she would," Michael scoffed, sitting on the farthest away counter after he kept eating the batter and was now on time out.
"He hasn't washed his hands, though." Calum pointed out.
Winnie smiled adoringly at Luke, "he's not dirty like you."
Calum looked like he was going to do something like oh you want to see 'dirty' and then continue to do something that'll make her thoroughly embarassed and turned on but Luke ruffled his hair and Calum's eyes filled with adoration.
"Go ahead, mix it good for me."
"If Luke wills it, let it be." Michael lectured mystically from the corner.
"So let it be written, so let it be done." Ashton added softly along Michael.
"OH CAL!" Michael exclaimed immediately when he meshed his fingers into the batter.
Calum's mouth twisted in a cheeky smile, his eyes crinkling as he laughed.
"Fold the chocolate chips in." Winnie advised.
Calum obeyed and spread the chocolate chips through out the sticky batter.
"I want to try!" Michael yelled trying to find a way to eat more of it.
"You already know what it tastes like, you've eaten a whole cookie worth of batter Mikey." she admonished, fully aware of his plan. "You're going to get a stomach ache."
"You underestimate me!" He declared, insulted.
"I estimate you perfectly." she corrected and rolled her eyes.
Michael made a cough of annoyance and she smirked. "Fine Mikey, you can lick the spoon."
"We didn't use a spoon," Luke reminded.
"Yeah we did," she said reasonably. "Calum's our spoon."
"HEY." Calum protested. "Objectification."
"Your my little spoon, Cal." Luke hugged him from behind and Calum stuck his bottom lip out at being the little spoon.
"But I want batter," Michael whined.
"Yeah, so eat it off Calum's bass playing fingers, if you want it so bad." She explained.
"Just don't use teeth." Ashton added earning another short hearty laugh from Michael and a snort from Calum who wiggled his sticky fingers at Michael.
The oven beeped so Winnie peaked over the rim of the bowl before telling Calum, "that's good, now we scoop 'em into balls on the tray."
"Want some?" Calum offered one of his hands to Winnie while he sucked on the other.
There was a chocolate chip on one finger so she sucked it off quickly and nonchalantly, not looking at him, and then hopping off the counter and getting spoons to make the cookies before anyone could make a joke. Michael took her place and tried scrapping the batter off his hand with his own fingers.
"Look what you've made me do," Michael told her, shaking his head as he scavenged for the batter.
"Oh my god, you big baby, fine, eat some batter." She relented. "But don't come crying to me if you get a stomach ache! Calum wash your hands."
"YES!" He raced to the bowl, snatching a spoon from her hands and getting a heeping scoop before leaning back and devouring it to Winnie's horror.
"YOU'RE GOING TO CHOKE YOURSELF." She protested worriedly.
"STOP BABYING ME DAMN IT," Michael yelled defiantly around the sticky batter in his mouth. "I AM A GROWN MAN!"
"YOU'RE A CHILD." she corrected.
"YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO KEEP ME FROM THE GREAT PLEASURES OF LIFE!"
"MIKEY THAT MUCH BATTER CAN'T BE GOOD FOR YOU." she insisted in irritation.
"I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT."
Shut shut her eyes and clamped her mouth shut before she could argue any more and handed two spoons each to Luke and Calum.
"I wish someone worried bout me like that, jesus."Ashton commented with a half-hearted laugh that made Winnie glanced at him from under her lashes, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course you do." she reasoned, earning a sad shurg from Ashton.
She frowned. "Well I do, obviously, dummy."
A large genuine smile spread his mouth and she shook her head at him, rolling her eyes like it should've been obvious.
"She worries about everyone and everything." Michael explained, cleaning the spoon spottless.
"Yeah, especially you because you're an exceptional idiot." She poked him before demonstrating to Luke and Cal how to scrap the batter off the spoon so it shaped into a ball and then slip them onto the sheet. Michael just rolled his eyes and swiped some more batter.
They were almost done and Ashton was drumming on his thighs while he waited and they were all unconsiously swaying to his beat and before they knew it he was singing some nonsensical song and the boys started harmonizing and echoing him. Calum grabbed her hand, twirled and dipped her; she clutched his shoulders in surprise but laughed happily and he brought her up and they started to dance around. He swung her out then rolled her back in against him and swayed to Luke's melodic solo. Michael was scrapping the last of the mix off the bowl and bopping his head to Ashton's thigh music.
"INTO THE OVEN." Ashton narrates and throws the two trays onto the racks.
"Gentle!" Winnie exclaims.
"He likes it rough," Calum said.
"TIME THAT SHIT." He points at Michael who set the timer.
"LET'S GET JIGGY WITH IT." He proceeded to lead the way to the garage where their gear was set up.
Michael leapt on her back on the way and she struggled under his weight but carried him the whole way none the less. She groaned when he finally slipped off her back, he rubbed her shoulders and pecked a kiss on her forehead before running off to get his guitar like an excited child.
Ashton sat her down in a bean bag and ruffled her hair before sitting himself down at his drum set and twirling his drum sticks expertly, locking eyes with her and wiggling his eyebrows. She winked and as per usual he erupted into a burst of giggles.
Luke was comparing his pick to Cal's, telling him that it was all his blood, sweat, and tears of hard work and Calum scoffed and looked at her, using his hand to aim his words at her and block them from Luke, "bad technique."
Winnie snorted and sank into the bag, crossing her arms and getting comfortable. Luke shoved Cal after he gave a big goofy grin and told Luke that if he wasn't invited to his barbeque he had to stop getting all up in his grill, making another stifled laugh slip through her lips.
Luke pouted at her and she smiled. "Oh Luke, sweetie, we all know you're better than Cal."
"HEY." Calum objected from where he was setting up his bass.
"ONE, TWO, ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!" Ashton shouted with every tap of his sticks before slamming them down on his drums, which was followed by the magic from the rest of the instruments and Luke's voice.
A smile immediately stretched her mouth as she listened and watched them rock out and get lost in their own little world, playing American Idiot.
"FUCK AMERICA!" Michael screamed and Winnie whooped, kicking her legs out.
She would grin and clap and give a rowdy shout when their voices went raspy or they did some impressive note. On their guitar solos they'd go up to her and she'd get up and dance around and they'd lean against each other's back or go on their knees or Ashton would bang his drums so hard he'd shine with sweat and Winnie would allow herslef an excited scream and shake her hair around wildly while he did the same. They continued to play partly to see her reaction everytime, always so impressed and pumped to hear them, and also because they loved music with every fiber of their being. And Winnie was their biggest fan, always going on about how far they're going to go, they'll be as big as one direction and sound even better and all this stuff and they'd laugh it off but she could see it in all of them that they really wanted it to be true. After warming up with three songs and her hair was now a wild frizzy mess she danced her way to the kitchen and took the trays out of the oven.
"Oh my god, I can smell the cookies from here." Luke's voice floated from the door.
"These cookies smell so fucking good!" Michael sang.
"Their going to taste better than sex feels," Ashton added.
"Not like you'd know," Calum voice mixed with guitar beautifully.
Luke's laugh rang out and Ashton corrected in annoyance. "I can only imagine, but fuck you."
"You wish."
She laughed and scraped the cookies onto a plate and brought them out with the carton of milk.
"BREAK TIME." Luke announced and lunged for a cookie.
She held them out while they stumbled over each other to get one. Michael groaned loudly and melted onto the floor. She sat down next to him and took a bite of one and then fell beside him, moaning. "Yeesss I fucking love cookies!"
"Ohmmm shit these are so good." Luke praised and they all dropped to the floor, unable to withstand the wave of euphoric deliciousness overtaking their body.
"OH SWEET MOTHER OF GOD." Ashton excalimed.
"I want to have these cookies' babies." Calum announced.
"I will help you father them." Luke said, taking another.
"Me, me, me." Michale reached for one, Winnie put it in his outstretched hand.
They continued to inhale them one by one, Winnie getting some cups and they all circled around the platter and dunked their cookies into their milk and continued to make overwhelmed and slightly sexual comments about the warm chewy slightly crunchy on the edges cookies.
"They're gone." Calum voice was close to heartbreak.
Winnie let them have their moment of melancholy before telling them, "There's one more tray."
"HUZZAH!" Ashton cheered.
"There's still hope." Luke said in relief.
"I'm ready for round two." Calum rubbed his hands together.
"Yeah play me your new songs first." Winnie sat up.
"awww," they chimed together in harmonic unison.
"Winnieeeee," Michael whimpered and rolled over so his head was in her lap.
"Your stomach hurts doesn't it?" Winnie inquired and he made a sound of distress into her thighs.
"Wow, she really called that one." Luke noted.
"Shut uppp," Michael burrowed his face in her legs and she smiled and stroked his pink hair.
"Oh, Mikey." She sighed lovingly. "What am I going to do with you, you big doofus."
He whined. "Love me."
She rubbed his back and fretted over him motherly, which pleased him and he loved the attention.
"I have a stomach ache too, Winnie." Ashton announced with big doleful eyes.
"Oh yeah, I think you need to rub my tummy." Luke gave her this big innocent look and she had to pressed her lips together to keep from smiling and cooeing that he was adorable.
"FUCK OFF SHE'S MINE." Michael wrapped his arms around her selfishly.
"Share!" Calum argued and then they were all on top of her trying to cuddle closest to her.
She shrieked and chuckled as she fell backward and felt multiple limbs crawling and rubbing against her until finally they stopped moving, all satisfied with their position. Michael's face was nuzzled against her neck, Calum on her chest, practically on her boobs, Luke's arms were wrapped around her torso and his cheek pressed to her stomach, and Ashton was cuddling her leg.
"Oh my goodness, you boys are wild, I love it." She announced and played with Michael and Calum's hair. They all cuddled into her more at that.
"Mmm," Calum murmured. "I could fall asleep like this."
A chorus of mumbled agreement came from the pile of boys.
"But I want to hear your new songs." Winnie reminded.
"Later." Luke reached up and put his finger messily over her mouth.
"Shhh now," Ashton whispered.
She sighed but relaxed her head on Mikey's and continued to stroke their hair and she felt happy.