Lizo the Dino

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ashton irwin x oc series:

I’ll Never Give You Away

Can’t You See It In My Eyes?

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harry:

Pretty Boy

Somebody Loves You

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calum:

It’s Always Been You (gang series)

- part 1

- part 2

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ashton:

SPOOKY SEASON:

- Teeth

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MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS:

I was beyond parched, Sierra and I had been dancing together for almost the entire three hours we’d been here before Cal joined us. Knowing I’d have a bad hangover the next morning if I kept going, I went against my irrational side and ordered an ice water to sip. Right as our drinks arrived, Luke came up behind his girlfriend, eliciting a squeal of joy from her, and she downed her glass faster than she should’ve, then tried to pull me back onto the dance floor.

“I’m gonna hangout here for a bit, Si,” I sat down on the bar stool closest to me to rest my aching feet and squeezed her arm. “I need a break, go have fun with Luke.”

“Whatever you say, Y/N/N.”

I was by myself at the bar, I couldn’t find any of the others in our group who tagged along, and I was too tired to go searching for them to make the slight feeling of anxiety from being alone go away. I was only going to be here until I finished my first water, then order another and I’d be back on my way to Sierra or to find Michael and Ashton sitting at the table they snagged when we first arrived. My mind wandered to Ashton, in my still drunk state. We’d been good friends for as long as him and Sierra had known one another, I knew all of them thanks to her, and we’d occasionally flirted while clubbing or smoking a joint at one of Calum’s notorious parties, but lately it felt deeper than casual flirting between two friends. I always had a soft spot for the drummer, but I didn’t know if his feelings were mutual.

Before I could delve more into my dreamy thoughts of the raven haired boy, I felt an unfamiliar arm snake around my waist. When I looked up, I was met with more unfamiliar features. I knew men had been watching me all night, but I didn’t think any of them would have the guts to actually approach me, guess I assumed wrong.

“Hey pretty thing,” His voice slurred.

“Hi,” I shakily said. “Do you think you could let go of me? I’m happy to have a conversation with you, but I’d appreciate it if you didn’t touch me.”

“Pretty thing’s got some spice to her, yeah?” He spoke into my ear. “I like that in my women.”

I pushed him off of me, causing him to stumble backwards a bit, but his arm was still clutching my waist, and I fell off my stool with him. I stumbled into him more, and my heartbeat started racing. I turned my head away from him and closed my eyes, trying to think of a way to get myself out of the potentially dangerous situation without causing a scene, but before I could act on anything, I was being pulled away and into someone’s chest.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing to my girlfriend?” Ashton’s normally giddy voice sounded pissed, and filled with venom.

Girlfriend? She’s been sitting at the bar alone for the past twenty minutes, some boyfriend you are,” The stranger scoffed.

Ashton didn’t respond, only tucked me closer into his large body and started walking away from the scene, with the man still on the floor, staring up at us. Once we got back to the table, he sat me down in between him and Michael, easing my nerves to know I was hidden between the two bulky Australians. As the night went on, I clung closer to Ashton, feeling comfort in the way he scared off an unwanted stranger, but also called me his girlfriend.

“Hey, Y/N, are you feeling alright now?” He ducked his head to be level with my ear.

“Yeah,” I softly spoke while burying my head into his shoulder.

“Do you wanna head home soon? I was gonna order an Uber once Calum came back to let him know I’m heading out.”

“Yes please,” I responded. Ashton pulled away from me slightly to take out his phone and get us a ride back. My mind back to daydreaming about the man in front of me, how his gorgeous hazel eyes looked concerned every time they had met mine tonight, how he made me feel safer just by being around me. Calum came into my peripheral vision while Ash put his phone away.

“Cal, Y/N and I are gonna head out,” He said as he stood up with me.

“Okay, have fun mate,” He winked at Ashton as we started to walk away. He grasped my hand and led me out the hot and overcrowded club, out into the much appreciated cool night air. Having my hand being clasped in his only made my swirling head worsen, I couldn’t deny the attraction I had for him anymore, I needed to either confess or let my emotions consume me.

“What was that about? With Cal before we left?” I asked once we arrived at a small bench to wait on. I made the mistake of looking into his soft eyes, they changed into ones of embarrassment and worry after I asked him my question.

“I should’ve told you this a while ago,” His gaze fell to his boots instead of looking at me, and my heartbeat spiked in anticipation. “I like you Y/N, a lot, so much that I think I’m in love with you.”

My breath hitched in my throat, he just admitted to what I had been feeling for almost two years. I wasn’t sure if my feelings were as strong as love, but I knew I wanted to grow to love him the same.

“I like you too, Ash,” I said as my left hand reached out to cup his cheek and pull his forehead against mine. “I don’t know if I love you yet, but I can definitely see that happening in the future.”

His hand went behind my neck, and Ashton crashed his soft lips against mine. It was the best kiss I ever experienced, there was undeniable chemistry between us, and it fueled us as his tongue slipped into my mouth for a moment, before he reluctantly pulled with a smirk on his beautiful face.

Rosie and I had been together since sixth grade, we had been through anything hell, better known as life to God’s favorites, had thrown at us, but I wasn’t sure if she’d forgive me for my choice of initiation. I had kissed a handful of boys in high school, but nothing ever went further than making out with a hand job, yet here I was about to fuck a gang member.

“Are you sure you wanna do that? I mean, if you chose getting beat up, at least we can do it together. Y/N if you chose the second option, you’re going to regret it for the rest of your life.”

“Rosie, I don’t have a choice anymore. After what Calum saw from me tonight, he’ll make sure I won’t survive the jump-in, I have to do this in order to live,” The heavy sobs were returning and my mind was racked with the thoughts of how horribly wrong tomorrow could go.

I was in bed thirty minutes later after crying more in the hot shower, ready for the start of many sleepless nights ahead.

*****

Rosie woke me up at the crack of dawn to start getting ready. We were instructed to wear all black, and make sure our hair was out of our faces. It took me almost forty five minutes to successfully braid my hair, I wasn’t used to doing it myself, my sister or grandma would usually do it for me in the mornings before school. I couldn’t even fix my hair properly, how was I meant to start an adult life, let alone be in a gang?

“How are you holding up so far?” Rosie asked once we had finally finished physically preparing for the rites today.

“I think I’m doing okay, just slightly terrified,” I responded solemnly.

“You still have time to change your mind. I don’t want you making the wrong decision, and honestly this feels like it.”

“This is the right decision, Rosie, I can’t leave you alone like this. I won’t let them turn me into someone I’m not or let the fact that I chose to have sex with a guy make me a slut,” I retorted.

“It won’t make you a slut, I’m just worried the males here will think of you as an object and not respect you,” She placed a loving hand on my shoulder.

“I won’t let them, Rosie.”

We sat in comfortable silence, with the occasional funny comment about our situation, for the next hour until the rites were set to begin. I was determined to use being sexed-in to my advantage, I was going to become high ranking and respected even if others viewed me as a whore, which I wasn’t. I didn’t know who I would have to spend the rest of the day with, but I was praying it wouldn’t be some ass who viewed me as his once it was all over.“

Y/N, Rosie, it’s time,” Spencer knocked on our door. “Have you made your decisions?”

“Yeah, I’m the only one being jumped today,” Rosie blurted out before I could hardly process the question.

“Alright, Rosie come with me. Y/N, stay here and wait for me to come back, I shouldn’t be too long,” Rosalie and Spencer walked out of our small room, and I was left alone to my thoughts again.

I wasn’t a hundred percent sure this was the right decision, but I was also completely sure that I wouldn’t make it through the beating. I couldn’t go back anymore, it was time to muster up all the courage and confidence in my small body, and get this shit over with. It only took Spencer a few minutes before she was knocking on my door again, and I was off to fulfill quite possibly the worst affair in my life.

She took me to the living room of the mansion of a safe house all the recruits were staying in. There was only one other girl sitting on the couch, I knew this wasn’t a popular way to join, but I assumed there would maybe be a few other girls with me, not just one.

“Y/N, this is Anastasia,” Spencer introduced me to the small framed brunette in front of me. “You guys wait here until Ashton gets in, he’ll explain how this is all going to work. I’m going back outside to help with the others, so good luck and don’t let them stick their dicks in you without a hard “yes”, and be careful.”

“Thank you for all your help so far, Spencer,” She nodded at my statement and offered me a slight smile before walking out. I knew it was going to be hard to find people to become my new family, but I felt like Spencer was a good start.

“So why did you choose this instead of being beaten to a pulp?” Anastasia asked me. Once I got a good look at her features, she was actually very pretty. She had wavy brown hair and big blue eyes, and freckles dotted her nose along with her soft olive colored cheekbones,

“Umm, I couldn’t handle all the violence we had to watch last night, figured this wouldn’t be too bad in comparison,” I let out a dry laugh, this was going to be worse than a beating.“

Yeah, I mean it shouldn’t be too bad. I’ve had sex with enough guys to know how to get it over with fast,” She said. I stared at her for a few seconds before just nodding my head in agreement. “Wait, you’re not a virgin, are you?”

“I actually am,” I whispered and looked down into my lap in shame.

“Oh my god, why did you decide to do this? You can’t let anyone know you’re a virgin,” Anastasia frantically spoke.

“What? Why not?”

“Because if they find out you won’t make it past today alive. It’s an unspoken rule that if a girl who gets sexed-in is a virgin, they let as many guys fuck you as they want before you can continue initiation,” Her voice was quiet as we spoke, and my nerves officially returned.

“Oh my god, I’m completely fucked.”

“Are you the only two girls who aren’t getting the shit knocked out of them right now?” An unfamiliar voice echoed through the entryway. I turned my head to be met with a raven haired man standing next to none other than Calum himself. Yep, I was utterly fucked now.

“Uh, yeah it’s just us two. I’m Anastasia and that’s Y/N,” She responded for the both of us, I was too in shock to see that Calum wasn’t beating up the rest of the kids outside, but standing in front of me, staring at me like I was a piece of meat.

“Great that makes things easier. Calum and I will be initiating you, so if you’re both ready we can get started now,” Ashton said kindly, I could tell he was trying to make us feel better about our decision, like it wasn’t a big deal, even though it was the biggest thing I’d done so far.

“I’ll take Y/N,” Calum spoke without missing a beat. Oh my god, I was actually going to die today. I should’ve fucking chosen to get the life beat out of me, that would be less painful.

I didn’t get time to process anything as he stepped forward and grabbed me by the wrist, leading the way to his bedroom. This was worse than I could’ve ever imagined, I was on the verge of tears by the time he shut and locked the door, trapping me with him.

“What’s wrong, princess?  You don’t seem very excited about this,” Calum said in a low tone while cupping my cheeks. He stared into my scared eyes for what felt like eternity, before tilting his head and leaving open mouthed kisses to my neck.

“I apologize for not crumpling at the mere sight of you, like you’re probably used to,” I snapped, but my shaking hands said more than the rough exterior I was throwing up.

“Why are you nervous? I’m not going to hurt you, sweetheart, calm down for me,” His smooth voice did nothing but agitate me more. How was he so speaking of this with such a leisurely tone? How many times had Calum fucked a girl and claimed it was for initiation?

“I’m not nervous, let’s just get this over with.”

“No, I’m not doing anything with you until you tell me why your entire body is shaking, and I’ve barely kissed you.”

“I can’t tell you, Calum. Can we please just do this so it’s done?”

“You’re going to tell me now, as second head assassin, I have superiority over you. Now tell me what’s going on,” He took a step away from my trembling form, attempting to give me room to breathe, but it did nothing.

Instead of telling him the truth, I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to mine. I felt him begin to pull away and finish the conversation we were having, but once I bit his lip when he pulled away, he was putty in my hands.

I let my hands roam his muscular torso, and land on his biceps to keep myself grounded. He knew exactly what to do to make women speechless with his touch, as it began to wander across my body, but I refused to let him have that much effect on me. Before I could pull him closer, and start walking towards his bed, Calum pulled.

“You’re a virgin.”

“Wow, you got that just from a kiss?” I joked and tried to attach our lips once more, but he wasn’t finished speaking.

“No, I figured it out due to your shaking, and your subpar kissing abilities,” He smirked.

“Subpar?”

“Subpar, little recruit.”

With that comment, I kissed him with as much passion as I could muster. This must’ve sparked something in him, because he began to kiss me slower, and with more lust than before. His hands slid down to the backs of my thighs, and I gasped as he pinched one of them while sliding his tongue into my unaware mouth. After giving me a squeeze, he lifted my legs from the ground and I wrapped them around his waist while he started moving toward the bed in the middle of the room. I pulled away from his needy mouth to remove my shirt, and my eyes met his soft brown ones. They looked so different now from last night, now they were filled with concern and want, while last night all I could make out was anger and a thirst for blood.

“You don’t have to be nervous with me. I’m not gonna tell anyone, you’ll only be with me for now,” Calum reassured me that even though Anastasia said not to let anyone know of my virginity, he wasn’t going to let the other men abuse me. I nodded my head at his statement.

“Why are you being so kind to me?” I questioned while avoiding his gaze. “I thought this was just going to be me getting fucked for about an hour while trying to hold back tears.”

“I don’t know, I just feel like I need to protect you right now,” He cupped my cheek in his over sized hand, before sitting up and ripping his shirt off.

Calum was the most beautiful man I had laid eyes on, none of the scrawny high school boys I had dated could even compare to him. His golden torso and right arm were covered in dark ink, making his beauty ethereal. I groaned at the sight of him, if he looked this marvelous just shirtless, I was in for a world of pleasure. He wasted no time in ridding us both of our remaining clothing.

“This is going to hurt, baby, but I promise it’ll go away soon,” He told me as his hand slid down my stomach and stopped right above my core. This was the farthest I had ever gone with a guy before, and I’d be lying if I said the thought of losing it to a head assassin, made my blood turn cold.

His fingers didn’t inch any further, but instead hovered over my entrance, circling and prodding it. I tried grinding my hips down to get more friction, only for Calum’s free hand to pin them against the bed, his actions never faltering. He went on torturing me for several minutes, working me up until he couldn’t take my whines any longer, and started pushing his longer inside of me. Even with beyond aroused, the slow pull and stretch he caused made me cry out slightly.

“Shhh, it’s okay baby,” He pushed the loose hair falling out of my shitty braid out of my face. His finger moved in to the first knuckle, and my body shook with pleasure and anticipation. “Taking my finger so well, princess. I can’t wait to get inside of you, you’re so fucking tight.”

His finger finally pushed in to its full length, and I couldn’t help but moan at the feeling. I had done this a handful of times by myself, but my hand was pale in comparison to Calum’s. He slowly worked it in and out of me, eliciting more whines and moans from my gaping mouth.

Even when he started twisting his fingers, it soon wasn’t enough to fulfill the need I felt boiling in my lower stomach.

“Calum,” I mewled. “I need more, please. God, please give me more, Calum.”

“What more do you need, sweetheart?” He replied in a cocky tone. “Do you want another finger? Or do you need something bigger, baby?”

I moaned in response because I couldn’t form any coherent thoughts, let alone answer his question. He slowed his finger to a stop in retaliation.

“I need you to tell me, yes or no? I’m not giving you anymore unless I hear you say it,” His voice was low but strong, and filled with determination.

“Yes, Calum please fuck me,” I said after I took a few moments to regain my composure. He bowed his down to catch my lips in a sloppy and feverish kiss. I felt his cock against my entrance, and my breathing hitched.

“It’s gonna hurt again, baby, but I’m gonna try my best for it not to,” I nodded in response as he kissed me again.

One hand took grasp of his throbbing dick, and the other went back to my pussy, circling it around to spread the moisture and then up a little to rest lightly against my clit. The ghost of his touch made me twitch with sensitivity and his finger pressed down on the small nub, then started rubbing it in figure eights. My noises picked up again at the sensation. I felt Calum press his cock further against me, before inching the tip of the head barely in. He went further in while still relentlessly playing with my clit, and the pleasure from that helped ease the pain, but once he had fully sheathed his length into me, the pain took over. I felt like I was being torn in half, it hurt so bad and I couldn’t look past it. The noises of pleasure coming from me turned into pain, and Calum took note of how uncomfortable I was. He stayed still inside of me, waiting for the pain to subpass, but it never did and unwanted tears started spilling down my face in front of him, for the second time within twenty four hours.

“Y/N, I need you to calm down for me baby,” He spoke softly as he rested his forehead on mine. The fingers on my clit started working again, and my tears soon dried as my body melted into his once more. “I know it hurts right now, but I promise it’ll get better soon. You’re going to make it worse if you start freaking out.”

“Okay,” I muttered. “Keep doing that, please, it’s making me feel so much better.”

“Yeah? You ready for me to start moving now?”

“Fuck yes.”

He didn’t waste a second before almost fully pulling out, only to slam back into me with a grunt. His fingers didn’t leave my clit, and his other hand pressed my lower stomach down onto the bed, restricting any movement from my end, and giving him full control over my body. Part of me wanted to fight back and take some of my control that I thought I had in the beginning, but I realized that I really had no control over the man above me, and even if I did my body was too spent to do anything. Calum was fucking into me like I was his, whispering sweet encouragments to me while also dominating me beyond comprehension. I imagined my first time would be intimate, but that dream was out the window when I decided to lose it to a gang member.

His cock was hitting so deep I could feel it in my stomach, and when he brought my left thigh to rest on his shoulder so he could go even deeper, I lost all control of my body. I was shaking all over, my hands were grabbing at the sheets beneath us desperately as my release got closer and closer.

“Let go for me, sweetheart,” He panted above me. I wasn’t sure if Calum was remotely close to cumming, but I didn’t give a fuck, my limbs were on fire and I needed to cum more than anything. “I got you, let go.”

After a few more thrusts, my high was washing over me like a tsunami, and I couldn’t see straight. Calum fucked me through it, and from the way he was moaning and had my hips in a bruising grip, I knew he was almost done for.

“Can I cum inside you, princess?”

“Yes, fuck, I have the implant, please cum inside of me, Calum,” With that, he came hard, and his hips didn’t stop once during it, prolonging our orgasms. He slowly pulled out of my tight, and cum filled core and leaned his head close to mine.

He caressed my cheeks with his tattooed covered hand, staring into my eyes, not saying a word. I was confused, I’m pretty sure when girls get fucked-in to gangs, they aren’t treated with this much adoration. His brown orbs burned into mine, and I could feel all the raw emotions he had bubbling inside of him. I took his hand in mine and placed gentle kisses to his palm, then his wrist and each of his knuckles. Calum tenderly laughed at my actions, then gave me a kiss to convey all the emotions he was trying, but failing at showing me. I didn’t understand any of his actions, and I was too scared of ruining our delicate moment to ask.

After he stared at me for a bit longer, he got off the bed and went to the connecting bathroom to grab a washcloth. He wordlessly cleaned my inner thighs with it, before kissing each of them, and throwing the small cloth into his laundry bin. He laid back down onto the bed and pulled my back to his front, into a spooning position. This was all incredibly new to me, I had never been treated this warmly by a male before.

“Umm, shouldn’t I go? To finish the remaining rites?” I quietly asked. In the back of my mind, I pleaded that Calum would let me lie here in comfort with him for eternity, but I refused to allow myself to think like that after a meaningless fuck.

“No, just stay here for a bit,” He said against my neck. “We can finish the initiation later today, or tomorrow.”

“You know I thought you were sort of a psychopath when I first met you.”

“That wasn’t quite how I thought my first conversation with you would go,” Calum said as he cradled my waist in his massive arm. “I’m sorry if I scared you last night, it was just in the heat of the moment and when that side of me takes over, I get carried away.”

“So you’re an actual psychopath then?” I teased.