im desperatly all yours

A/N: So I wrote this whilst actually studying for a huge exam and so I’m so sorry if this is complete shit): Anyways, I hope someone finds a little joy in it. I did a twist on the request and left it like this because I’m thinking about writing a part 2, but that depends on if people like this or not! Much love xx Summary: You and Ashton are study buddies. You want more, but from what you can see and tell, Ashton doesn’t.  Warnings: None except for potential heartbreak, lol? (I also didn’t proofread this).  Word count: 1,7k  - You and Ashton had gotten to know each quickly after you started college. Ashton was two years ahead of you, but he had to retake one of his first year classes and you two were paired up to do an assignment together and ever since that day, Ashton has happily been helping you through your english studies. You’ve passed every test so far, and you’re almost a 100% sure that it’s all thanks to him, but he refuses to accept that and keeps on telling you; ”It’s all you, smartypants, I’m just guiding you through the mess that’s college.”   You weren’t just study buddies, though. Spending as much time together as the two of you did you’re bound to become more, and so your studying turned into just spending time together doing anything and everything; watching films, playing games, going to college parties and much much more. Ashton was special to you, that much was obvious both to you and a lot of people around you. As sweet, kind and caring as he was, it’s hard not to treasure and love someone like him. 

IM SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT!! I didn’t want to make it an entire ass 1,000 worded essay on why I want Luke Hemmings do dick me down, or to just sit there being full of him. Sorry, tmi.

But, enJOY!! :D

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You stumble in from work, hair a mess as you sigh in relief at the sudden comfort of being home. Its a totally different atmosphere from being at work, where everyone is harassing you to get shit done, and you feel like they’ll be quick to fire you if you don’t do as they ask.

Luke’s car was on the driveway, sleek black Porsche looking like a diamond in the haystack beside your older vehicle- it had seen better days. Luke offered to buy you a new one, but you declined every time, telling hum that he shouldn’t splash cash things you both didn’t need.

His head of clubs was visible from the top of the couch, messily wrapped in a man bun you were doing to get your hands unravel. The most relaxing activity to you, was running your hands through boyfriend’s hair as he hummed in content. Sometimes he hated like the submissive in the relationship, but you both knew you loved being the sub- and Luke was more than happy to act as the soft dominant.

You stalk over to your boyfriend, as he turns around to face you, blue eyes smiling back at you. Like you imagined you would, your hands went straight to Luke’s golden curls, scratching at his scalp with your fingertips- it was relaxing for the both of you. 

“Evening baby” Luke smiled, eyes shutting as he relished in the sensations running through his head. 

Something along the lines of, “Hey handsome” came from your mouth, but it really only came out as hums of content.

Luke made grabby hands toward you, and you nodded your head. Almost too quickly, you skipped around to the other side of the couch, easily slotting yourself between Luke’s long legs- currently adorning a nice pair of grey sweatpants.

“How was work?” He inquired, hands running up your sides.

You shrugged, “The usual…”

Easily, Luke tugged you down on top of him, cradling you in his strong, large arms. He nuzzled his head into your neck, pressing light kisses to the column of your throat. The golden curls tickled your skin, making you let out little giggles here and there- it was like being in heaven, with the only person that mattered.

“I love you, you know that, yeah?” He murmured against your skin.

Nodding, you softly said, “I know. And I love you too” in response.

His lips worked against your skin, occasionally sucking, pulling and marking- those marks would be there tomorrow, and your co-workers would have a filed day making fun of you. Somehow, they always took you for the virgin type, one that had little sexual experience, one that hadn’t even had their first kiss yet.

However, they were so, so wrong.

Luke ran his nose along a mark he’d just bruised into your skin, making you shiver as you felt his steady breathing along your neck. His hands were travelling all over your clothes, occasionally rubbing soft circles into any exposed skin he could seek out.

You knew this was slowly working him up, slowly making him hard beneath his grey sweatpants- that made you drool at the sight of them, especially with the almost prominent dick outline. Luke could work himself up too easily, making sex between you two almost daily if he had enough energy to go at it. Although now, you’d just gotten home from a long day at work. You were exhausted beyond imagination at this point. Sex was the last thing on your mind. You didn’t want to collapse from exhaustion tomorrow at work, and have everyone worry about you- not like they cared anyway, and you knew that.

Slowly, Luke’s cock got hard beneath you, as he pressed kisses into your skin- although mainly littering your neck with trails of spit and purple marks. 

“Luke…” You sighed, hands coming to his chest.

Immediately, he stopped his attack on your neck, blue eyes shining back at you with a glint of mischief.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” Luke immediately began to worry.

You shook your head, “No, no, of course not handsome! I just… don’t want to have sex this evening. I’m so tired. I just want to cuddle, if that’s okay with you?”

“Its perfectly fine sweetheart” He smiled back at you.

You returned the warm smile, placing your heavy head against his chest, feeling your eyes beginning to almost flutter shut.

“But” Luke started, pulling you back up so you’d face him.

“What’s up?” You raised an eyebrow.

His cheeks went pink, as he looked down between you instead of saying anything. Quite clearly, restraining against the confinements of the grey sweatpants, was Luke’s boner. You wanted to congratulate him for being pretty quiet about it- usually Luke would beg from start to finish, that his cock was hard, and that he wanted you.

Again, you raised your eyebrow, “And?”

“I wanna try something- that okay with you y/n?” Luke inquired, hands firmly on your hips.

You nodded.

“Saw something online a few days ago, about cockwarming. Its just an intimate moment between us, nothing entirely sexual happens, other than the fact that I’m inside you, and you’re just sitting on my dick!” He sounded a little too excited about it.

“As long as it doesn’t include a rough fucking…” You sighed.

Luke instantly shook his head, “No, it shouldn’t!”

You gave it a few seconds to mull over the information, before giving in- Luke’s blue puppy-eyes were too irresistible to resist.

He pulled you off his lap, watching as you stood between his legs like before. One hand tugged his sweatpants down his thick thighs, whilst the other went underneath your work skirt, pulling at your panties. Luke wasn’t bothered by the pattern of the panties, and how they were clearly ones you didn’t care too much about- a little bow design, with a pink bow in the centre of the band, noting too special, that you’d bought before you knew Luke, all those years ago.

This entire thing was making you excited. The thought of having Luke’s cock inside you, so deep, but doing nothing, was killing you inside.

You were pulled back onto Luke’s lap, stranding his thighs as his cock stood prominent, tip almost red, and a small bead of pre-come gathering at the slit. You wiggled forward, being encouraged by Luke’s hands on your hips, as you came to hover over his cock- tiredness flowing out of you, being replaced with the feeling of arousal.

Slowly, Luke dragged his cock through your folds, spreading pre-come to your heat. Your hands were tightly gripping his shoulders as you sank onto him, walls clutching onto the skin of his shaft as you sank.

“F-Fuck. Sweetheart, don’t move, don’t clench. Okay?” Luke murmured into your neck, as his cock went as deep as it could possibly go, before completely bottoming out almost in your stomach.

It took everything in you not to rock your hips to chase the feeling of pleasure, the tightness between your legs being accommodated with Luke’s cock- which usually pleasured you when you were like this.

Luke wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to his chest, the movement pulling his cock out a few millimetres. You both hissed at the feeling, your walls clenching around him. His hands around you tightened as you did, a throaty groan leaving Luke’s throat as you accidentally clenched around him once again- because of the moan you’d heard.

“Y/N, Jesus… D-Dont do that” He whimpered.

“I couldn’t help it!! The moan was hot!!” You complained, in your defence.

After the want to fuck had subsided, your eyes finally felt tired once again, slowly becoming heavy. You tucked your head into Luke’s chest, the feeling of being so full was now comforting to you, more than arousing.

Luke kissed the crown of your head, rubbing his nose against the hair he’d kissed.

“Go to sleep sweetheart- I’ll be here when you wake up” He said, mumbling into your hair.