“Are you okay, Luke?” Ashton whispered next to me. His voice startled me, making me jump in my seat and latch onto the arm rests tighter. I took a deep breath and looked at him.
“Why are you awake?” I asked quietly. I looked around at the rest of the passengers in the business section of the plane. It was a late night flight to the United States so everyone was getting some much needed rest. Straight across from us was Michael sleeping peacefully like an angel with Calum’s head lulled on his shoulder. His mouth was wide open and he no doubt had drool running from his lips. I looked back to Ashton.
“Checking up on you.” He said simply.
“Go back to sleep.” I told him. His shaggy, dirty blonde hair flopped over his black bandana as he shook his head.
“Not while you’re like this, babe.” He said. At that moment the plane hit a spot of turbulence, causing the aircraft to shake. I faced forward, my eyes going wide in terror as fear ran through me. I breathed in deeply to calm myself down.
“It’s okay. There’s only a few hours left. You can do it.” He said and placed a hand over mine. He made me turn my hand around then laced his fingers with mine. With his support I felt myself relax instantly, but I was far from calm. I wasn’t a good flyer at all. I was just thankful my boyfriend was by my side.
“You’re so tense.” He said and rubbed my arm with his other hand. I looked at him again to see his usual cheeky smile firmly planted on his face.
“Are you finding amusement out of my fear?” I asked.
“No. Just thinking about how I can use it to my advantage.” He said. He leant towards me to kiss my lips, but I turned my head and he got my cheek instead.
“What are you doing?” I asked. My eyes darted around the room anxiously. I knew what Ashton was like. I knew he was adventurous and I knew where this was heading.
"Do you know that fear is an aphrodisiac?” He whispered in my ear. I felt his hot breath on my neck before his lips grazed across the skin lightly. He let go of my hand and squeezed my thigh. Warmth ran through me as his hand got closer to the already forming bulge in the front of my jeans. The things that this boy could do with a few touches were unbelievable.
“We’ll get caught.” I said.
“No we won’t. Everyone’s asleep and the attendants do their rounds every hour. They just finished. So we have an hour to do whatever we want.” He said in a low, husky voice. He nibbled lightly on my ear. I could play hard to get all I want but I couldn’t resist him in the end.
He pulled away, leaving me all hot and flustered. He stood up and smiled cockily down at me. He reached into the over-head compartment and pulled his bag down. I watched in curiosity as he took out a familiar little bottle of lube.
“You came prepared?” I asked incredulously.
“Always.” He said. He bit his bottom lip and nodded to the airplane toilets. How the hell we were both going to fit in there, I don’t know. He walked off towards him and I admit at first I was hesitant. After I looked around nervously I got up and followed him. My heart was pounding hard in my chest as I walked down the corridor. I was afraid the attendants would be back at any second.
I stopped at the door and looked around again. Apparently Ashton was too impatient though because he grabbed hold of my plaid shirt and pulled me into the tiny room. My body was squished up against his in the small space. He shut the door behind me before pushing me against the basin and attacking my lips with his.
This was absolutely insane. Sure, we’ve done it while the boys were asleep in a tour bus, but we’ve never done something as risky as this. In all honesty the fact that we could get caught at any second was a bit of a turn on.
