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Off Limits
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Ongoing, First published Apr 19, 2014
Rosalie, otherwise known as rose, goes on tour with her brother after moving out of the house at 17. She hates her parents and is really close with her brother, Ashton Irwin. Yup. Ashton Irwin is Rose's brother. Crazy right?


The first thing Ashton says to the boys before picking up his younger sister is, "She is off limits. No exceptions. Do. Not. Dare. To. Date. Her." and he left it at that. Michael and Calum laughed while Luke just scoffed and went to his hotel room.


Luke had liked Rose ever since the first time they met. Last Summer. They spent that summer laughing and becoming the best of friends. But soon enough it was time for Rosalie to leave. Luke was left with these weird feelings for her. It wasn't like bad feelings, they were good. It's almost as if he cared for her more than he should, like a boyfriend cared for his girl.  But just how the hell was he gonna explain this to her now that she's returning, let alone tell Ashton.
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An Ashton Irwin Fanfic. WARNING: MATURE AUDIANCES ONLY. 18+ Graphic Smut // Drug use Read at your own risk ---- preview ---- "Sweetheart..." he began, his large hand snaked behind your back to your neck, cupping your jaw. His eyes flickered as they looked in yours, holding you still. He smiled, that smile you loved so much, his face came inches from yours. You felt the breath of his nose on your lips, frozen in your spot. "I've wanted this the moment I laid eyes on you", he confessed. Oh. Your lips had a mind of their own - before he could say anything else, they were on his. Those lips you've carefully studied for four months, now. The lips he was constantly putting chap-stick on. The ones he bit just a bit during interviews when he was nervous. He tasted like weed, mint, and him. His lips were silky, his movements were harsh yet soft, and you remember thinking: I could do this for hours. You felt his hands freeze and then grip your waist, pulling you closer to him so you were chest to chest. Frantic, you grabbed his face and licked his bottom lip, a tiny moan leaving your mouth, surprising him when you rolled your hips on his. Without even hesitating, he pulled back at your noise, his wild eyes on yours, dark. "Yeah?" he nodded slowly, consenting to this. Your lips attached to the spot under his ear, sucking it gently and quickly, making him huff and pull you closer. "Please touch me, Ash"