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Capture My Soul (Luke Hemmings fan fiction ) #Wattys2015

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"You are just imaging me naked", Luke smirked looking at me with lust in his eyes.

"Of course I am", I replied moving toward him. I bite my lip and closed the space between us. His eyes got darker.

"Well babe, you should try harder to capture my soul first", I backed away from him with a smirk on my face.

"Tease", he muttered.All Rights Reserved

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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"

Resistance • l.h. by chubbypandaz

He paused, looking over at me and frowned, his beautiful face contorting into a sad grimace. "Why did you resist me?" I felt his hand reach out and stroke my cheek, and I had a hard time refusing the urge to lean into his gentle touch. "I want answers," I demanded. "About what?" "Oh, I don't know," I spat quietly, "Maybe for starters, you can explain what the hell is going on. I mean, you're here trying to...touch me, and you're my freaking step-father! I mean, you've banged my mother before!" I slowly watched the corners of his lips twist upward, until he had a smirk plastered across his face. He leaned down, shrinking down to my petite height I highly despised, especially at times like these. "Mmmm, angel," he hissed against my ear, it doesn't mean that she was the one I thought about." --------- Mature rating. Don't read if you find it uncomfortable, etc.

Wicked Temptation / l.h ✔️ by nessathebutthole

I stared at her and was sure I could do so for much longer. "You're not looking at the stars." She said softly, keeping her voice to a whisper. The sound of her voice was heavenly sweet. I shrugged my shoulders, but the action didn't feel like it belonged to me. "Don't need to." I told her. I was looking at my own right now.

forbidden-lrh by lovelukeforeverpls

"God, Evelyn!" Luke ran a hand through his hair frustratedly, practically shouting, "I don't hate you. I'm in love with you!" She got up to leave, "I-I need to go." Evelyn started to turn the door handle when she felt a force push the door shut. His hands pressed against the wall next to her head. She turned around, pressing her hands to her sides. He tilted his head, leaning in. She found herself reaching up to fist his shirt. They stared at each other for what seemed like forever, his eyes flicking to her lips. The pressure around them was building, as if it was just them in the entire universe. "Kiss me," Luke whispered. "I can't." --- or in which a high school girl finds herself falling in love with the boy she hates the most. and then she has to keep it a secret. from everyone. [Levelyn] will contain smut! highest ranking #10 michael clifford #69 luke hemmings #26 calum started october 31, 2020 finished ... november 14, 2022 [completed]

If Walls Could Talk (lashton) by boomerluke

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Possessive (Punk Michael Clifford) by BrookeBates607

Michael walked forward pushing me against the wall. "Don't tell me what to do you spoiled little slut!" he yelled slapping me across the face. I let out a small whimper but I won't let him see me cry. "Fuck. You." I yelled. Michael threw me over his shoulder and led me to his bedroom. I started punch and kicking him "Put me down" "You need to be punished. " ADULT CONTENT: Drugs, Sex, Alcohol, Attempted Suicide, Murder, Curse words. If you can't handle it then you shouldn't read it. Ages 16 & up. If you choose to read I hope you enjoy and understand this story is FICTION.

Innocent// C.A.L.M by -smolmichael

fem!mikey innocent!mikey top!luke dominate!luke shy!calum fem!calum dominate!ashton Michael walked up to the front door his hands shaking in pure fright. His mother had enough of his acts, the way he was different then someone else. All Michael had imprinted in his mind was the last words his mother would probably ever speak to him, "Get out, you're a waste of space! you aren't normal and you DON'T belong here."

End Up Here by LuciLouBear

He places the necklace and bracelet in my hand, I stand there in shock, not knowing what to say. He turns around and takes one step back towards the stage, "Lucas Robert Hemmings, you have something of mine." He turns around to face me, trying to hold things together, but failing, "What?"I pause a second trying to think if this is to chiche or cheesy. Screw it, "My heart," he steps towards me and I smash my lips into his before he has a chance to say anything. He wraps his arms around the small of my back and I don't hesitate to wrap my arms around his neck. Our kiss lasted for a few seconds before we pulled away and rested our foreheads together. Even though our kiss was only a few seconds it had so much passion and hunger in it that could last a lifetime.

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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"