Camp ↠ Ashton Irwin

41 // unbuttoning & unzipping

((NOTE, This chapter contains some fluffy smut. Nothing too insane so I'm sorry if you were expecting different. This is my first time writing smut and I've oBVIOUSLY NEVER HAD SEX SO I'M LITERALLY JUST COLLECTING WHAT I'VE READ HA OKAY)

The walk home was rather quiet between Ashton and I. It was usually like this so it didn't exactly bother me.

"Em?" Ashton blurted out.

"Yeah, Ash?" I looked up at him.

"Why?" he started. "Why me?"

"Why you?" I questioned.

"Why do you love me? Why out of all guys do you choose to spend your time with a guy like me?" he asked suddenly.

"Well, you're you. What's not to love, honestly? I love how you claim you're manly even though you giggle like you're five and you still laugh at the planet "Uranus". I love the way you say whatever is on your mind. Brutally honest. Love your pretty eyes, your long ass hair, your big ass hands. I love everything, Ash." I smiled.

He tensed up a bit but then shook it off and smiled.

"You're cute, you know that, Em?" He said tapping my nose and pressing a light kiss to my temple.

"For sure." I blushed.

We got to the porch, fingers still laced together.

"Did you want to sleep or can I come in?" He asked scratching his head.

"Get in here, loser" I said pulling his tie.

"I'm just scared. I just think I'm another guy who isn't extraordinary. I might be a shitty boyfriend and not even realize it." he sighed sitting on the bed. I sat beside him but he realized he didn't like the distance so he pulled me into his lap. He wrapped his hands loosely and rested his hands on my stomach.

"Ash." I sighed facing him by turning my head. "You're fucking amazing." I pressed a tiny kiss to his jaw.

"I don't know why you don't think so. I love everything about this relationships, even the bumps and patches we've come across. Any girl would be lucky to have you and I was the lucky one who landed a smoking hot boyfriend like you. It's not just that. You're outgoing. You have the cutest giggle and every inch of you is perfect."

"From the bottom to the top?" Ashton crinkled his eyes as he giggled at the Meghan Trainor reference.

"From the bottom to the top." I smiled leaning in to press a kiss to his lips.

The kiss gradually turned into something that the both of us have been patiently waiting for.

Ashton's hands ran up and down my arms as I pushed him back, our lips never leaving one another's.

My hands un-tucked his dress shirt as I slowly undid his buttons.

"Baby." Ashton sighed grabbing my hand.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I'm not forcing you into anything. I just want you to be comfortable, babe." he said looking at my hands still on his buttons.

"I'm- yes. I want this, for us. I really want to, Ash. I-I'm just a little nervous because I'm new at the whole sex thing and I want to do it with someone I love and trust." I smiled weakly with my tone of nervousness.

I did want it really. I was just scared.

"It's okay, Em. Everyone gets nervous." he kissed my cheek.

"I'm just." I sighed getting off of his lap. He sighed back.

"I just won't be what you expect." I said tucking my hair behind my ear. "I'm not the best looking under my clothes and I'm so new. I'm like a sex noob and I'm gonna do something wrong or make the wrong noise and just fucking embarrass myself." I said looking down at my freshly painted toes.