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Word count: 6130
Warnings: poly!Cashton. rainy day cuddles. some fluffy cuteness. smut, including: grinding. masturbation. fingering. soft dom boyfriends. lots of teasing. dirty talk. unprotected sex in an established relationship. some cum play and creampie. lots of pet names.
Author’s note: inspired by the ask Hailey @talkfastromance4 sent to me:
Rainy days with Cashton. Endless snuggles. Endless kisses. Hair twirling. Soft giggles. Breakfast in bed. Movie marathons. The only time one of you gets up is to get the take out delivery at the door. Slow lovemaking with whimpered moans and shallow breaths, tiny gasps and words of praise.
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You only ever loved Mondays when you had a day off from work – and now that summer has rolled around you were more than happy to enjoy the first day of your vacation. Which happened to be a Monday. A rainy one at that.
It’s been pouring down on LA for the better part of the weekend and you felt chilly the night before, making Calum pull out one of his thin sweaters to wrap you in it, the soft fabric and your boyfriends’ body heat keeping you warm at night as the three of you slumbered. There was a soft light filtering through the curtains, paired with the pitter-patter of the rain outside, and you thanked whatever deity was up there for quiet Mondays and sleepy soft boyfriends hugging you to their chests as they slept soundly beside you.
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Word count: 3200+
Warnings: poly!Cashton (this part focusing on Ashton). bit of a jealous!Ashton. blowjobs. shower sex. comfort & fluff.
Author’s note: Kinda forgot I had this one at the ready. Thank @mymindwide for this one as she is definitely the brain behind this scene. ❤️ A bit of pick-me-up sex for Ashton after he has a sucky day. Also, we love Cashton cuddles.
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Ashton had the worst Friday of his life, and no, he wasn’t exaggerating. It should have been like any other Friday; hell, it should have been like any other day of the week. But no, this Friday needed to suck, making him feel like it will never end. First his car didn’t start and he needed to borrow Calum’s, and the car service could only give him a date for God knows when to fix his. Then he found out that his new cymbals will be late (again), that he forgot to buy half the things on their grocery list and needed to go back for another round, and if that wasn’t enough, he spilt his coffee all over his jeans – at least they were black, thanks God.
His day was full of frustrating little problems, making it impossible to focus on the good stuff, and even his head started hurting, and really, he needed to get home as soon as possible, lock himself inside with his lovers and their dog, cuddle up on the couch in their embrace, and rant about his horrible day, and get a few comforting kisses from them to soothe his troubled mind. This was the only thing on his mind as he parked Calum’s car in the garage, picking up the bags full of food to make his way inside. Duke was napping on the couch, only opening his eyes when Ash closed the door, and even then he did not give him much attention.
”Hey, I’m home,” he called out, but no answer came.
You’re All I See (Lyric taken from Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat)
Pairings: Ashton x Calum x AFAB Reader
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Warnings: Oral (Man receiving, man giving), Gentle vaginal sex between man and woman, gentle anal sex between man and man, Protected sex in a newly established relationship, Swearing, Mentions of beverage and food consumption
Word count: 2,622 words
Author’s note: I got @spicycal for this month’s fic event and I’ve had so much fun writing this piece! I hope you enjoy and it lives up to what you were expecting! 💖 And thanks to @h0tsos and @maluminspace for working with everyone and organizing the event!
It was a tradition the boys had that they had a small get together with their close friends a week or so after coming back from tour, and it was to no one’s surprise that Ashton invited you. You had met him and Calum at your favorite coffeeshop, and the three of you had hit it off since. You were close to Luke and Michael, but it was nothing compared to the connection you had with the other two.
When you arrived at Calum’s house, you left yourself in, greeting Duke as he trotted to you.
“Hey bud!” You grinned and bent down to scratch his head, “Where’s your pops?”
“Here,” Cal grinned as he slid the back door shut, “Everyone’s out by the pool, I came to grab drinks.”
You nodded, standing up again and following him to the kitchen, grabbing the beverages before following him, being mindful of the small dog near your feet.
“Hey, you’re here!” Ashton beamed from his spot on one of the lounge chairs as you passed him his drink.
“Yeah, you think I’d pass up a chance to swim in Cal’s pool?” You teased, smirking at the man in question.
“Ha ha,” Calum rolled his eyes sarcastically but returned your grin, taking a sip of his drink as he relaxed on the chair next to Ash, petting Duke as he laid by his side.
You laughed, waving hello to Luke, Michael, and their partners, before going to set at the edge of the water, dipping your feet in. Michael kissed Crystal on the cheek before jumping into the pool, moving his hair out of his face before swimming closer.
“Hey you,” He grinned, “Glad we could join us.”
“’Course! Had to catch up with my boys after their ventures!” You smiled as Crystal and Sierra got in too, “How was tour, by the way?”
“Incredible, there’s no manifesting the energy of a show anywhere else.” Luke grinned before pulling off his shirt and slid into the water.
Ash nodded, “But it’s nice to be home, in our own beds.” He smiled at you briefly, before sharing a look with Cal, who nodded.
“And with the people we love.” He looked at you before standing up, pulling his shirt off and joining the others in the water.
You looked, respectably of course, but you couldn’t help but admire the work he had been putting into his arms, or the way the water made his chest gleam. You hadn’t noticed you were staring until Michael looked at you with a raised eyebrow.
Ashton came to sit by you shortly after, kicking water in your direction, sparking a lighthearted between the two of you and you declared yourself the winner when reached too far into the pool to scoop water to splash you, falling in instead.
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“Good morning, gorgeous,” Cal smiled at you, hand in your hair as he pulled you in for another short peck.
“Morning again, handsome,” you smiled into the kiss, nuzzling your nose against his cheek. “Fuck, you always give me thigh shaking orgasms. I can’t feel my legs.”
“Then my job is done here,” he grinned, brown eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “No need to thank me.”
“You’re terrible,” you burrowed closer to his warmth, and he lovingly squeezed your hip. “Your ego is out of this world.”
“We all know you love my ego, Y/N,” Calum laughed against your hair, kissing your forehead and tilting your chin up to look up at him. “Otherwise you wouldn’t be in my bed.”
“You’re lucky I love you,” you rolled your eyes at him, pressing your mouth to his cheek.
“I love you too, sweetheart,” he smiled, eyes never leaving you. “So much.”
“And who loves me?”
You both looked in the direction where the noise came from, and found Ashton leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, eyebrows cocked, a slight pout playing around his lips. You motioned for him to come closer, and a smile immediately took over his features, quickly closing the few steps between you to climb up on the bed and snuggle behind you. Ash pushed his body against your back, wrapping his arms around your waist as he buried his face in your neck, sighing happily against your skin.
“And good morning to you too, love,” you turned your head back to kiss his cheek, and he hummed in response.
“Hey baby. Hey Cal,” he gave a quick nod to his friend who responded with a chuckle.
“And where the heck have you been, Ash?”
“Your dog woke me up,” he huffed against your neck, voice slightly irritated. “And then didn’t want to get back inside until the two of you were done with your banging.”
“He’s your dog too,” Cal looked at Ashton, reaching over to slightly push him. “He’s your responsibility as well.”
“And she’s also my girlfriend,” he pulled you a bit away from Calum to hug you closer to himself, pressing a kiss against your temple. “I deserve cuddle time with her too.”
“Sure you do, Casanova,” Cal snorted, climbing after you to snuggle under your chin.
“Are you two done, or should I look for Duke for some real morning cuddles?” you asked finally, and both of them started laughing, kissing your face at the same time.
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Word count: 2225
Warnings: poly!Cashton. on tour. surprise visit. heavy flirting. small bit of public teasing. clothes sharing. dirty talk. masturbation. creampie and cumplay. blink-and-you’ll-miss-it anal play & breath play. they are basically sharing the girl. soft cuddles and aftercare moments. the whole thing.
Author’s note: hello yes, I’m back on my bullshit, have another go at poly!Cashton and reader having hot and heavy sex at the hotel room on tour after not seeing each other for weeks. inspired by the picture above.
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“Okay, okay, one more!” Ryan grinned at Ashton and Calum as they posed in front of him, showing off their instruments. “You look badass!”
“You also have a nice ass,” the comment came from somewhere behind them, and their heads whipped in that direction, disbelief and surprise crossing their features. “Both of you.”
“No way you’re here!” Ashton exclaimed, a wide smile making his face light up while Calum laughed as well, not being able to take his eyes off of you.
It took a lot of planning and some help from the crew, but you finally had the chance to surprise your boyfriends on tour for a few days. The secret was so well kept that even Michael and Luke didn’t know about it until that morning; you didn’t want them to somehow spill it for Ash and Cal before the time came. They pretended to be hurt, claiming they would never, but then a second later they both agreed that okay, maybe it happened before.
Ryan was texting you all day long, keeping an eye on the guys so he could find the perfect spot and moment to arrange the big meeting, which he also planned on capturing. Looking back later you just knew you all will cherish the moment he caught of them realizing you were there. It was pure luck that they did not see you sneaking up on them, but it was worth every reaction in the end when you finally got to compliment their pose and nice backsides.
oh, my body, I don't wanna stop, until the break of dawn ... favorite work(s)
little things [fluff]
✰ "'god, i love you so much.' he mumbled into your soft hair before pulling you close to him as possible." 「 idol!san x reader | 537 words 」
hold me tight [angst]
✰ "'san, what do you want? it's 2:30 in the morning.' you groaned, rubbing an eye as you glanced at your at the clock besides your bed." 「 san x reader | 234 words 」
you like the rain? [fluff]
✰ “'sorry, uh i noticed you forgot an umbrella and i wanted to give you mine. you seemed like you had a rough morning so,'" 「boyfriend!san x reader | 1.3k words 」
plush swap [fluff]
✰ "as soon as you got into your room, you scooped your plushies and shoved them into your closet and whispered an apology to them." 「idol!san x reader | 1k words
finger paint [fluff]
✰ "if you didn’t have any surfaces for him to paint on, then why don’t you become one?" 「muse-bf!san x artist!reader | 1.3k words 」
chat noir [angst, suggestive]
✰ "'san, how many times have i told you to not get into fights for me?' you scold as you dab an alcohol pad on his face." 「 black-cat familiar!sanx witch!reader | <1k words 」
10:24pm [angst, fluff]
✰ hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, boyfriend! san x stressed! reader 「 college student-bf!san x college student!reader | <500 words 」
wanna be yours [angst, fluff, smut]
✰ "'you're not so bad." he comments, still not looking up at you. "fast learner if anything.'" 「 college student!san x best friend!reader | 8k words 」
silk [smut]
✰ "san tried to keep it under control though since he always wanted to take care of you and never the other way around." 「sub!san x slight-dom!reader | 1.1k words 」
my girl(s) [fluff]
✰ "'absolutely not.' san protests, standing up even taller to tower over you, 'you are my pregnant wife who needs to rest. i need my girls to rest.' 「 soon-to-be-dad!san x pregnant!reader | 1.27k words 」
can i be honest for a second i think heartbreak girl is actually a very sweet and caring song especially for the age when they wrote bc yk teenage boys are kind of the meanest creatures ever and here comes calum yearning his 15yo old heart out like awwww
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ᨒ › is this fandom still alive? 😭 could very easily be persuaded to make this into a full length fic, because it’s an open secret that i am a fully fledged member of team cashton. never used to be an ashton girl, but with age comes taste i guess. he is plaguing my dreams. anyway. onto some thoughts.
ashton’s the type of guy to call you from a hotel room abroad, cock in hand, asking for dirty pictures. but when you accidentally send an ass pic to his best friend, calum, he wouldn’t be mad. no, he would ask you to read calum’s responses to him. out loud.
with calum’s text message chat on your phone screen, you tell your boyfriend “calum says…”
and as you read calum’s words out, you hear the brush of skin on skin, the heavy breathing, and you know ashton is jerking himself off to your exchange with his best friend.
“what’s cal saying now, baby,” ashton would ask, and when you tell him that words have stopped and dirty pictures have started being exchanged, ashton would go quiet.
you worry that a line been crossed.
he’d breathe out slow, and you know there’s no light in his eyes when he says, “invite him over.”
you’d blink. “…that doesn’t sound like a good idea.”
but when ashton grunts. “invite him over. now,” you struggle to find it in yourself to let him down.
one message to calum and ten minutes later, there’s a knock on your door.
“he’s here.”
ashton would say, “let him in,” but before you do, he would instruct you to put the phone on the bedside table. “i want to hear everything. don’t hold back, baby. show calum exactly why i keep you around.”
you’re not one to disappoint. after the front door opens, you’d drag calum into the bedroom you share with ashton, and put on the performance of your life. only this time, you were performing for not one, but two.
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calum will neither confirm nor deny where the background audio of the creaking bedframe and moaning on Moving Along came from.
warnings: top!ashton irwin. bottom!calum hood. smut. romance. youngblood era 5sos. drinking. mentions of anxiety and burnout. consensual (audio) recording. grinding. dry humping. dirty talk. riding. banter. canon-compliant (?).
wc: 4.8k
author's note: cashton i think about u sooo much ❤️
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“Something’s missing,” Calum says for the fourth time, as their Moving Along mix comes to an end over the studio speakers.
Luke drops his head into his hands and groans. It’s touching their sixteenth consecutive hour locked in their recording and production studio, almost 11 in the night, and everyone’s exhausted. The room is littered with tissues and water bottles and empty packets of chips. A slice of cold pizza sits alone in a cardboard box on the couch. Michael has been complaining about a ringing in his ear for the past hour. And Calum’s about to start ripping his hair out strand by strand, because he just can’t figure out what’s not right with their final mix of Moving Along.
“Mate,” Michael sighs, “If you say that one more time, the next thing you’ll be missing is your front tooth.”
Ashton huffs a laugh from where he’s reclining on the couch. He’s got an arm thrown over the backrest, phone in hand as he ignores his bandmates in favour of scrolling through Instagram or something. His thighs look good. Calum shakes his head.
“Y’don’t get it,” Calum frowns. “It feels empty—”
“It’s got everything!” Luke exclaims. “It’s—we’ve been here since morning, Cal. I’m tired.”
“Go home, then,” Calum crosses his arms. Fuck them. They don’t respect Calum’s artistic vision.
“Your artistic vision is wearing Coke-bottle glasses, buddy,” Michael snaps. Calum didn’t realize he’d said any of that aloud, but hell if he’s taking it back anytime soon.
“If you would just get y’head out of your ass for a s—”
“Alright!” Ashton interjects loudly from the couch. He draws the attention of the room as he stands up and brushes off his trousers.
“I think we’re done for today, boys,” He says, looking pointedly between Michael and Calum. Luke sighs, relieved, and immediately starts gathering his things.
“Nah, I’m staying back,” Calum declares stubbornly. Michael shoots him a drained look from where he’d been scooting his chair towards his laptop. Calum stares. Without another word, Michael gives in.
“Whatever,” Michael says. “Lock up when you’re done. Text me if you figure out the phantom missing piece or…whatever.”
Ashton tosses Michael his wallet from under one of the couch pillows. Together, Michael and Luke head out, Luke’s arm thrown over Michael’s shoulder.
“G’night, guys,” Luke calls back. “Good luck.”
And then they’re gone, the door falling shut behind them as the sounds of their footsteps disappear down the hallway.
Calum turns to Ashton. “You’re not leaving?”
Ash stretches his arms over his head and yawns. His shirt rides up a little, revealing tan skin and his happy trail. Calum’s mouth waters. He looks away quickly.
“Not until you do,” Ashton says. “It’s late, ‘won’t leave you alone.”
“Aw,” Calum cracks a shit-eating grin. “It’s okay. I’m a big boy. I’ll handle myself.”
Ash just chuckles softly.
“Alright, big boy,” He says, and something about the way those words roll off his tongue have Calum’s toes curling. “Let me know when you’re done yelling into the void over that song.”
He falls back onto the couch, reclines with a sigh, and takes his bottom lip between his teeth as he unlocks his phone. Calum can’t stare too hard without being obvious about it, so he turns back to the mixing console, pulls on the headphones, and hits play on Moving Along. Again.
—
It takes all of half an hour before Calum is exasperatedly tugging the headphones off and groaning. He rolls his shoulder, agitated and tense, and looks over the timeline. Everything is in place. Everything sounds perfect. Not a note out of place, and yet…there’s something he can’t put his finger on. Something that would make the song complete. Something buzzing around in his head, too fast for him to catch, too loud for him to ignore.
And then suddenly there’s warm hands coming around his shoulders, gently massaging the muscles there, pressing warm fingers into the knots along the base of his neck. Immediately, his head lolls back, and he moans softly under his breath at the relief.
“Ash,” he sighs. He could’ve imagined it, but those hands freeze for a second as he does.
“Feel better?” Ashton asks, voice heavy with…something.
“Yeah,” Cal says. “Thank you.”
“Time t’ wrap up?”
Calum hesitates. He glances at the timeline. He doesn’t even need to play the song out loud anymore, it's ringing in his ears. He’s tired and frustrated.
“Right,” he says. “Let's go.”
He saves the track file. Ashton helps him dump their day’s mess into the trash and lock up the studio. The lights flicker shut, and Calum’s exhaustion finally catches up to him as they walk to the parking lot outside.
“Wanna get a drink at my place?” Ashton offers into the night air. Calum looks at the man. Traces the curls falling over his forehead with his eyes.
“Yeah,” Calum says. “I’ll crash in your spare room?”
Ashton hums in agreement. “We can brainstorm over a few beers if you’re up for it.”
Calum is up for it. Calum’s always up to staying awake with Ashton, chatting into the late hours of the night with the buzz of alcohol shooting through his veins. He voices his agreement.
—
Calum is settled into Ashton’s sofa, condensation from his chilled beer dripping over his fingers, when Ash presses record on his voice-memo app and sets his phone on the table between them.
This isn’t out of the ordinary for them. As a band, they like to sit together and talk about their creative process, and having a recording of their brainstorming sessions helps them keep track of their decisions when they’re actually in the Studio. Calum doesn’t mind. They did agree to talk over drinks, so.
“So,” Ashton starts. He leans back against the backrest of his seat and stretches his legs out. “What’s the problem with Moving Along?”
He takes a swig from his own bottle as Calum sighs in response. There’s an acoustic guitar in the loveseat beside him, so he sets his beer down and reaches for the instrument.
“I don’t know,” Calum says, picking gently at the strings. “I don’t…I can’t figure out what’s missing.”
“Why d’you think something’s missing?”
“I don’t know,” Calum repeats. He digs his index finger into the guitar string, hard enough for it to sting. “The track feels hollow. Like there’s space to put something else in, but I can’t figure out what it’s asking for.”
The tension is back in the line of his shoulders, the curve of his spine. He feels the furrows between his brows like a heavy weight, pulling him down headfirst into a chasm of disappointment and discomfort. Again and again, he’s always falling back into it.
“It's—I feel like it could be better,” he says. His fingertips are turning red against the guitar fretboard. “It’s a good song but…I don’t want it to be incomplete. I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s weighing me down and I feel like I can’t move on until this is done and—”
“Hey,” Ashton prompts softly, and Calum’s eyes rise to meet him. Ash gestures towards where his fingers meet the strings. “Don’t do that.”
Calum lets out a shaky breath. “I…I just…”
His fingers are locked around the guitar. His breath feels heavy in his lungs. He loves this—he does. He loves how he lives, loves spending his time scribbling lyrics onto any surface that’ll have him, turning the shades of all his emotions into poetry. But when he gets like this…he feels small. Inadequate. He wants to make something beautiful, but he wants it to be right too. For it to fit in. For it to be complete before the whole world sees it.
But when he looks up, Ashton’s moved from his place to come sit near Calum. Their knees brush.
All of a sudden, Ashton is so close. His eyes are so warm, filled with concern that Calum put there. God, he wishes his hands would let go of this guitar. He wishes he could let go. For just a while.
And Ashton’s carding his fingers through Calum’s hair. Calum, who leans into the touch, whose eyes fall shut like they’d been waiting for just this moment. Then Ashton’s palm finds Calum’s cheek, rests along the line of his jaw. Brushes against his cheekbone.
Calum opens his eyes. They flit down to Ashton’s lips, then back up to those eyes. Whirlpools of hazel. Like looking-glass, Calum sees himself reflected in them. Sees the line between his eyebrows, the mess of his hair. The black of his eyes.
Ash reaches for the beer set on the table between them, never looking away from Calum.
He brushes his thumb against Calum’s bottom lip, and Calum parts them slightly, exhaling.
“Fuck,” Ashton mutters. The sound lands somewhere low in Calum’s belly, curling into a ball.
Ash brings the lip of the bottle to Calum’s lips. Tips it slightly. Watches him.
Calum drinks.
Eyes never leaving Ashton’s, Calum sips deeply from the bottle, the bitter taste curdling all the miserable words on his tongue. It spills a little from his lips, down his chin, drawing a trickle down the side of his neck. He swirls the taste around his mouth. Memorizes the sight of Ashton’s pupils dilating.
“Swallow,” Ashton breathes. Calum does.
Ashton inhales sharply, eyes following the bob of Calum’s throat. The rise and fall of his chest.
He leans in, and Calum’s breath catches. His heart drops into his stomach as Ash’s breath ghosts his lips, instead to nose his way down the column of Calum’s throat.
The sticky-sweet rivulet of alcohol.
Ashton licks at his collarbone. Laps up the taste. Trails his tongue back up along Calum’s neck. Calum tilts his head, inviting. His eyes fall shut as he gasps lowly. He’s hard as all hell in his jeans.
“Calum” Ashton murmurs, lips just so close to Calum’s—but not close enough.
“Calum,” he says again. “Let me take the weight off your shoulders.”
Calum can barely breathe.
“Let me make it go away,” Ashton says—begs—his lips just brushing Calum’s own as he speaks. “Fuck, please—let me make it better.”
So Calum kisses him.
Ashton melts into the kiss. He exhales like he’s breathing for the first time as his hands immediately go around Calum’s waist. The guitar slips from his hands in Calum’s hurry to climb over into Ashton’s lap. He cups Ashton’s face with both hands, barely breathing. Ashton’s hands go up and down Calum’s sides, exploring, reveling in the way Calum shivers in response.
Calum licks underneath the line of Ashton’s teeth and Ash groans so deeply that the vibrations travel straight down Calum’s spine, to the painful bulge he’s sporting. He presses down into the man’s lap, catches the shape of Ash’s cock and grinds into him incessantly. They part for air. Calum whines when Ash’s eyes flutter open.
“Calum,” Ashton sighs, as though he can’t believe what's happening. “Fuck, baby, look at you.”
Calum just kisses along Ashton’s jaw as he continues rolling his hips. Ash’s hands come up to palm his ass and he arches into the touch. He nips at Ashton’s earlobe, grinning when he earns a whispered string of curses in response.
“Y’fuckin’ minx,” Ash accuses, but his voice is gravelly with how turned on he is. “Want it so bad, don’t you?”
Calum inhales. He’s sure he’s ruined his underwear already. Ashton rolls his hips upward and Calum blacks out for a moment. He slaps Calum’s ass lightly, chiding.
“Still with me, princess?”
The nickname flusters him more than it should. “D-don’t call me that.”
“No? Takin’ what you want from me without asking… grinding on my lap like a bitch in heat…don’t think you’re in much place to be making demands.”
Fuck.
“Keep talking and see where it gets y–ah,” Calum says, intending to sound commandeering, but the end of his sentence dissolves into a hushed moan when Ashton grinds upward just as Calum presses down.
“Didn’t catch that,” Ashton grins, eyes glinting, and Calum kind of wants to slap him. But he’d probably be into that. Freak.
“F–fuh…fuck you,” Calum says, even as Ashton guides his movements up and down on his lap.
“That’s the plan, baby.”
Calum fists his hands in the front of Ashton’s shirt and drags him in for a kiss. He sucks at Ashton’s bottom lip, nips at them hard enough to sting a little. Ash only chuckles into the kiss, his hand moving lower to pop the button on Calum’s jeans and reach in to palm at his erection. He hisses.
“All this for me?” Ashton asks, stroking Calum through his underwear. Calum’s head falls into the crook of Ash’s shoulder.
“Yeah?” Ash mutters into Calum’s ear. “Gonna use me to get yourself off?”
“I’m gonna put my dick in your mouth if you don’t shut the f–”
Ash pushes past Calum’s underwear to grasp his cock fully. He squeezes gently, looking Calum in the eye as he grins. His hand is dry, so it hurts a little. It shuts Calum up.
Ash lets go of Calum’s shaft and brings his hand up to Calum.
“Spit,” he orders.
Calum looks at him. Really looks. How the moonlight from the window behind him frames his curls into a halo. How the flush on his cheeks dips down past his unbuttoned shirt. How his hands are so big, so kind even despite all that strength.
So he takes Ashton’s hand in his own, and watches for Ash’s reaction as he brings the man’s fingers into his mouth.
Ash’s breath hitches.
He sucks gently at the digits, swirls his tongue around until they’re moist with spit. Hollows his cheeks, meeting Ashton’s dazed look with a sly one of his own.
“Shit,” Ash says.
“I’ve got lube,” Calum replies, bringing Ash’s fingers out of his mouth, licking his lips at the string of saliva between them.
Ashton lets out a surprised chuckle. “Y’got lube on you right now?”
Calum flushes. It’s not like he carries it around, it’s just…it happened to be in his bag.
When he tells Ashton this, he chuckles and leans in to peck Calum’s lips sweetly.
“Go get it, then, gorgeous?”
Calum’s a little chuffed about getting off his very comfortable seat in Ashton’s lap, but Ash guides him off with hands wrapped around his waist, so really, he can’t complain. Ashton helps him find his footing on the floors, and as Calum turns to go hunting for his bag, his eyes fall on the coffee table.
Ashton’s phone.
Still recording.
He freezes. His eyes widen, breath dropping out from his lungs. Ash catches the look on his face, follows his line of sight.
“Oh,” Ashton says.
“Um,” Cal ventures, “Think it got all of that?”
A wicked, predatory grin spreads over Ashton’s face as he meets Calum’s eyes. “I hope it did.”
Calum gently shoves his shoulder. “Fuck off.”
In response, Ashton gently taps Calum’s ass. “Jus’ go get the stuff, Cal.”
And Calum’s still hard and leaking in his unbuttoned jeans, so he complies. Traipses across the room and goes digging into his haversack. When he finds the little bottle, he lets out a little ‘aha!’, and turns to smile at Ashton, whose hooded eyes are fixed on him, drunk on the vision like he’s painting a picture in his head.
Calum swallows the saliva pooling in his mouth. “Bedroom?”
Ashton snaps out of his daze.
“Yeah,” he agrees, standing to pocket his phone. “Bedroom.”
It takes them longer than it should have to get to Ashton’s room. They kept stopping to make out against walls, tables, lean against doorways, giggling like teenagers. Once or twice, Calum trips over a carpet or something, and Ashton laughs at him even as he catches him before he falls. Somewhere, Calum thinks that Ashton has always been like this—a steadying force, a guiding light.
They fall into bed together, Calum cackling when Ashton tickles him as he traces a line of kisses down his belly. Mouths at the outline of his cock. He drags Calum’s jeans and underwear down painfully slow, uncapping the lube and pouring it over his fingers. Towering over Calum, he licks his lips.
“I’m gonna make sure you feel me for days,” he grins.
Calum hums.
“All bark, no bite,” he says, even as his stomach turns with anticipation and his cock twitches against his abdomen.
“Shut the fuck up before I put that pretty mouth to some good use.”
Calum parts his lips to make a snark rebuttal but it turns into a soft whimper when Ash’s cold fingers circle his rim, just teasing. Never giving him what he wants.
“Shit, Ash,” Calum breathes. “Please.”
“Gonna have to do better than that, baby,” Ashton smiles, almost pushing inside, but drawing away when Calum grinds his hips down.
“Ashton,” Calum says. “I thought—I thought y’were gonna take care of me.”
“Oh, I am,” Ashton says, pushing his index finger past the ring of muscle, watching as Calum’s brows furrow in a moan. “I’m taking real good care of you, angel.”
And Calum should've known—he should’ve known. Ashton fingers him open slowly, intentionally, over half an hour, catching every little sound he makes. Watches as Calum worries his lip, squeezes his eyes shut, grapples for something to hold on the bedsheets. Kisses his hip when Calum writhes at the feeling of Ashton’s fingers against his prostate. Shushes him gently when his eyes fill with tears from being teased.
“Ashton,” Calum gasps, when he’s three fingers in. Calum is starting to believe his heart is going to stop if Ash doesn’t get his cock inside him right now.
“Yeah?” Ash responds, all innocent like his fingers aren’t making obscene sounds inside Calum.
“Fuck me.”
“Aw,” Ashton coos, condescending. “Thought you wanted me to take care of you.”
“Putting your dick inside me would take care of me,” Calum breathes, eyes locked on the ceiling because he thinks he’ll come on the spot if he looks at Ashton right now. Ashton scissors his finger cruelly in response, and Calum gasps.
“Oh my god, Ash,” Calum whines. “Please. Please, please, f—”
Ashton pulls his fingers out.
Calum feels empty almost immediately. He rises on his elbows just in time to catch the gorgeous sight of Ashton pulling his shirt over his head. He tosses it to the side and unbuckles his belt. Calum sits up to help, hands shaking. It makes Ashton laugh. Just before Calum can tug the offending garment fully off, Ash grabs his phone out of the trouser pockets.
He unlocks it. Calum watches curiously as Ashton taps on the screen for a moment. The phone chimes softly, and Calum recognizes the sound.
“Why are you making a voice memo?” he asks.
Ash doesn’t reply. He sets the phone on the bed and pushes his trousers all the way off. He leans in to kiss Calum, crawls over him as he joins him on the bed. Calum spreads his legs to make space for Ash, and they both hiss as their cocks brush against each other. Ashton conjures a condom from somewhere, rolls it on without detaching their lips.
Ashton grinds down onto him and Calum sighs into his mouth, all wet and slick with the taste of cheap beer and lust. Ashton’s hands go around his hips again, grip so tight that it’s sure to leave bruises.
Then Calum’s sight is pivoting and all of a sudden Ashton is underneath him and he’s on top.
Ashton laughs at the bewildered look on Calum’s face.
He brackets his hands behind his head. His biceps flex as he does, and Calum is momentarily distracted.
“Here’s what’s going to happen, angel,” Ashton grins up at Calum. “You’re going to fuck yourself on my cock. You’re going to take what you want from me, and you’re going to be loud about it.”
Calum flushes. He tries to curl in on himself, but his thighs are bracketing Ashton’s hips, and the delicious pressure from Ash’s hard-on is making him borderline delirious.
“Don’t get shy on me now,” Ashton chides. “C’mon, darling. I wanna hear you sing f’me.”
“God,” Calum breathes, rising on his knees so he can reach under himself for Ash’s cock. ‘Y’piss me off.”
He takes Ash in his hand, pumps him a few times. Inhales deeply, because he knows Ash is big, knows it's going to punch the breath out his lungs.
Ashton soothingly drags his hands up and down Calum’s thighs as he waits, muttering encouragement and praise. It makes him blush deeply.
Calum lines himself up, traces his rim with the tip. Ashton hisses, hips tense with the effort of holding still as Calum begins sinking down.
It’s like being split in two, Calum thinks. Ashton is so—big.
“Breathe, Calum,” Ashton reminds him, and Calum does.
He goes slow, inch by inch until his ass is snug against Ashton’s lap. Ashton is so patient, so gentle with him. He waits, even as Calum’ eyes trace the lines of tension in his shoulders, as feels it underneath his hands in Ashton’s abs.
When the discomfort finally fades, Calum rises just a bit, and drops back down. They both moan at the feeling. Ash’s hands fly to Calum’s hips, then upwards, fingers tracing patterns into his skin.
Calum whines in embarrassment. “Shit, I feel…” he brushes his hand against his belly, where he feels it. “I can feel you so fucking deep inside.”
“Calum,” Ash breathes, as Calum rolls his hips. “Don’t talk like that, jeez.”
Calum rises up on his knees, almost all the way off, and drops down fully. His eyes fall shut in pleasure. When he opens them, Ash is biting his lips, looking down at the point where his cock disappears inside Calum. Calum’s mesmerized by the look on his face, until Ashton suddenly gasps like he’s realized something.
He looks across the bed, reaches for his phone, still recording the voice memo.
“Ashton,” Calum says. “What are you doing?”
Ashton ignores him. Places the phone nearby, then grins up at Calum. Conspirationally.
“Calum,” Ash says. He sounds giddy. “Baby, what’s the beat on Moving Along?”
Calum blinks.
“What?”
“What’s the beat on—”
“No, I heard you. Why?”
Ash tilts his head. He just looks at Calum, waiting for him to let himself into whatever scheme Ashton’s cooking up. When Calum doesn’t get it, Ash thumbs along Calum’s inner thigh, watching the goosebumps rise.
“Use that pretty head of yours, angel,” He says. “What d’you think we’re doing here?”
He gestures vaguely towards his phone, recording this whole conversation.
It clicks.
Ashton watches the realization dawn on Calum’s face.
“So, tell me, Calum,” Ash grins up at him, “What’s the beat on Moving Along?”
Calum bites his lip. “I know.”
“Oh?” Ashton says, long fingers grazing Calum’s dick. “Then bounce.”
And Calum does.
He starts moving with intention, grinding and rolling his hips, trying to find the right spot. Ash’s hands go to his ass, holding him for leverage while he fucks upwards into Calum. He uses his thighs, working himself up and down on Ash’s cock, he starts riding him properly.
“Feel so good on my cock, baby,” Ashton grits, rising to chase Calum’s lips. Calum’s hands go around Ashton’s shoulders, the new angle reaching even deeper. Hard and leaking against Ashton’s stomach, Calum lifts himself again and again, up and down, like music. Ashton thrusts into him, searching, and Calum whines when he brushes against his prostate.
“Shit—there,” Calum gasps. “There, there, there.”
“Yeah? Right there?” Ashton leaves open-mouthed kisses along Calum’s collarbone, hands traveling across his back, memorizing every inch of Calum’s skin. “C’mon angel, work for it.”
The room fills with the slick sound of Calum opening up to take Ashton. He bounces in Ashton’s lap, whimpers and gasps like he’s putting on a show. He feels drunk on the feeling, impaled on Ash’s cock like this is everything he’d needed all along.
“The—fuck, the bed,” Ash gasps a laugh. Calum registers the soft creaking of the bedframe and smiles into Ashton’s shoulder.
“S’okay,” he whispers. “Wouldn’t be my first time.”
He feels Ashton twitch inside him at that and mewls at the feeling. But he’s getting tired, his movements slowing down, and Ashton can tell, so he flips them over gently, pulling out in the process. He hovers over Calum, taking in his flushed face, the sweat on his brow, the messy hair.
“Shit, y’look wrecked,” he mutters. “Taking me so good, angel. I wanna bend you over every day.”
He sits back on his haunches, trails his hands down and hooks them under Calum’s knees. When he pushes in, he brings Calum’s knees up and folds him in half.
Ashton’s hips are merciless, fucking Calum further up the bed, the wood creaking in warning. Calum reaches upward blindly, takes hold of the headboard, holds on for dear life as Ashton aims his thrusts directly at his prostate.
“You’re so fucking perfect, fuck,” Ashton bites into Calum’s shoulder, and Calum whines, clawing down Ashton’s back. He hisses, wincing at the sting, but he doesn’t let up on his pace.
“Yeah, mark me up, baby,” He breathes. Calum clenches down around him and Ashton groans at the feeling.
“Ashton, I’m gonna—” ,
“Yeah,” Ash agrees. His movements grow sloppy, little droplets of sweat dripping from his curls. “Yeah. Fuck, c’mon, gorgeous.”
Calum shuts his eyes, loses himself completely to the pleasure building in his belly. The pornographic noises of Ashton’s hips slamming into him. The bed, creaking so loudly now, thudding against the wall. His cock weeping, trapped between their bodies as they rut into each other.
“Make a mess f’me, Calum,” Ash nips at his ear. “Soak my cock. Come for me, angel.”
The coil in his stomach tightens. He gasps, reaching blindly, and finds Ashton’s hand somewhere beside his head. Instantly their fingers interlock. It's as easy as breathing. He’s so close to the edge.
“Come for me, baby, c’mon, wanna see you—”
He bites against Calum’s neck again, and Calum comes all over his stomach with a broken shout of his name. He arches beautifully off the bed, fingers tightening around Ashton’s. Ashton fucks him through it, nips at his sensitive skin, and Calum just takes it, gives himself completely to Ashton, until his movements falter and he drops his head, groaning deeply as he empties himself into the condom.
He collapses on top of Calum, who giggles. His hands come up to stroke at Ashton’s hair. Ash turns into his neck, peppers kisses there. They’re exhausted, but Calum feels like he’s floating on cloud nine.
“Hey,” Calum whispers into his shoulder, smiling.
“Hi, baby,” Ashton replies, voice tender as he crawls off Calum and lies on his side. As he pulls out, Calum whimpers at the stimulation, but Ash pulls him across the bed by his waist and kisses him lazily.
“Y’were so good,” Ashton whispers into his mouth, and Calum can’t help his shy smile. He sighs softly as Ashton’s warmth leaves him when Ashton climbs off the bed to get a wet cloth and clean them up. Calum watches him go, checks him out shamelessly as he bends over to loosely tug on his trousers. He clumsily wolf-whistles, only to get flipped off in response.
He rolls over and starfishes across the bed, sighing, loose-limbed, feeling light and giddy. Something pokes him in the hip, so he reaches for it and pulls it out from under him.
Ashton’s phone. Recording still.
He laughs incredulously. He ends the recording and saves the file. Then, pausing only a second to consider it, he sends it to himself.
When Ashton comes back, Calum‘s tossing the phone at him.
“Found your missing piece?” Ashton asks, catching it with a smile.
“Maybe,” Calum says. But he knows the next morning he’s going to overlay this to the track timeline and find that it feels complete.
For now, he lets Ashton clean him up, press kisses and praise into his skin. They fall asleep like that, barely under the covers, tangled in each other.
—
The next morning, Calum gets to the studio early and uploads the voice-memo from last night. He mixes it into the timeline until it sounds just right.
When he plays it for the others later that day, they can’t tell what’s different, but they like it. He catches Ashton’s eye, blushes slightly at the wolfish grin on his face.
And if—maybe, if he’s left in a gentle sigh, a muttered ‘fuck, Calum,’ somewhere on the track where he’d be the only one to hear it…well, that’s nobody’s business but his own.
a/n: so! this is the first time writing poly!smut, like in detail. it's still a little choppy and i'm nervous as hell to be sharing it but...here it is.🥺
warnings: angst, mentions of subspace and subspace tendencies and a whole lot of fluff and love
poly!sos masterlist
Enjoy!
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It’s the first time the three of them have been apart. Ashton and Calum are away in Europe for the first short leg of the tour. The goodbye was bittersweet as she sat cross-legged on the bed watching them pack their cases with a pout on her face. Calum kept packing off because he wanted to give her all the cuddles she wanted but Ashton forced him to pack. Always the man of reason.
“Please stop pouting, baby,” Ashton sighed. He rested his fists on the bed and leaned over his suitcase so he was closer to her face. His curls fell into his eyes but she remained pouting at him all the same. “We won’t be gone long.”
“Almost three months,” she reminded him, “that’s long.”
“You can always come with us, baby,” Calum also reminded her with a hopeful grin.
“She can’t leave work for three months if it’s not medical, babe,” Ashton reminded him. “You know we have to go.”
“Obviously,” she rolled her eyes and Ashton gave her a soft peck before returning to his packing. “I’m not going to keep you here captive, that’s insane. But I can still be sad about it. In this house all by my lonesome self,” she sighed dramatically.
“You can always hang out with Crys and Si,” Calum said.
“I know, I know!” she tossed her hands in the air. “Just let me be sad for a bit, okay? Sheesh.”
“Hey,” Ashton reached over and grabbed her chin so he could turn her face to look up at him. His eyes softened when he met hers, “we’re sad, too, but don’t be sassy.”
“What’re you gonna do about it?” she challenged and his jaw clicked before he smiled. Calum laughed at her attempt of getting Ashton riled up.
“Not a damn thing right now because I know you’re trying to distract me from packing and instead pin you to this bed and give you something to think about for the rest of three months.”
Have her a lingering kiss for good measure before pulling back to resume his packing. She ‘hmphs’ at him.
“He knows you too well, sweetheart,” Calum said walking towards her. He set his piele of clothes in his suitcase.
“And I’m stronger than you are against her evil tactics,” Ashton pointed out. She gasped.
“I’m not evil!”
“You are an evil little minx, and how can I be anything but weak when it comes to this face?” Calum bent over to cup her cheek. “How can you not, Ash?”
“I have better self-control. We can show her how weak she makes us once we’ve finished packing.”
And they did.
Once their cases were sealed shut, they climbed on the bed layering her in kisses while removing the layers of her clothes. A shirt of Ashton’s. A pair of Calum’s sweatpants that always looked so good cinched around her waist.
She was so enthralled after they both ate her out, alternating turns and then at the same time that left her legs shaking, she didn’t even notice when Ashton slipped behind her so she was laid across his front, his hands stroked over her stomach and she shivered at the touch. She turned her head to kiss him just as he thrust himself inside her and Calum licked at her core with each of Ashton’s thrusts.
Ashton praised her moans and how well she handles the both of them.
“How’s she taste, Cal?” Ashton asked, nibbling on her ear.
“Like heaven,” Cal groaned, giving her clit one loud suck before gazing at the way Ashton slid in and out of her. It was so erotic. “Fuck, you’re both oso hot right now. Can’t wait to slide into her next…”
She moaned at his words and Calum grinned as her body tensed, her eyes slipped shut and a breathy moan slipped out of her pretty lips.
“Fuckkk…” Ashton groaned, feeling her body clench and he exploded into the condom. He turned her face so he could kiss her, taste her moan on his own tongue, his hips moved in time with his release.
Ashton then lifted her easily off him right into Calum’s arms, always in sync with those two. Calum laid her gently on the pillows.
“Do you want more or are you spent?” Calum asked, pressing his lips to her temple then across her forehead.
“More,” she nodded, twisting her fingers in his hair. Ashton squeezed her hand before he slipped off the bed to dispose of the condom in the bathroom.
“Are you sure?” Calum held her face in his hands until her eyes met his. “I don’t want to overwhelm you.”
He’s thinking back to that last time this happened, she was in such a subspace that it scared Calum but Ashton knew how to bring her back down with coaxing words and gentle caresses at pressure points.
“Please,” she whispered, covering his hand with her own. “I want to be close to you, too. Before...before you go.”
“Okay,” he nodded, shifting his body on top of hers. “We’ll go slow, all right? Let me know if you need to stop.” He nudged her nose with his. “Okay, baby?”
“Okay,” she exhaled, “kiss me.”
His kiss was soft and he pressed his hips to hers, the head of his cock aching for her but he promised to go slow and he will. He wanted this to last as well so he pushed in slowly and hefted her leg over his hip so he could go deeper.
“Mm Cal,” she moaned once he'd filled her completely.
He took the cue of her moan to thrust gradually, using long, controlled strokes and she fluttered around him in such a way that left him groaning.
“Love watching you tow,” Ashton murmured once he returned to the bed. He touched Calum’s shoulder then strokes her cheek so they know of his presence, that he’s close too.
“Ash,” she sighed, rolling her head to him.
“Shh, it’s your turn with Cal, baby.”
“Stay.”
“I’m right here,” Ashton smiled. He could tell she was starting to slip because she was only using monosyllables so he tapped Cal’s shoulder to get his attention. Calum’s brown eyes met Ashton’s hazel. “Keep going slow,” he whispered and Calum nodded, kissing her once more.
Their bodies rock and move steadily together, her soft whimpered moans sang to the both of them. Reminding them this is the last time the three of them will be together like this for a while. Sure, Cal and Ash will be together but it’s not the same just having sex with each other anymore. She completes them in a way they hadn’t realized they were missing and now that they have her, they never want to let her go.
It didn't take long for her to come and Calum rode it out with her. Their moans mingled together and she stretched her arm out for Ashton who took her hand. She had to be close to both of them.
“Love you,” she whispered to them.
“Love you, too, baby,” Ashton said.
“Love you so much, baby,” Calum sighed and they were kissing her face once more.
While Calum cleaned himself up, Ashton helped her move to the toilet so she could use it and he kept her steady. His voice was soft as he spoke with her, checking where she was at.
“Just a little…” she pinched her thumb and pointer finger together, “floaty.”
Her eyes were half-lidded.
“What are you floating on, baby?” Calum asked. He brought in a clean pair of underwear and one of his shirts she liked to sleep in.
“A hammock,” she smiled dazedly at him then lifted her arms up so he could put the shirt on her.
Once they were dressed she climbed sluggishly into their bed waiting for them to lay on either side of her. Calum to her left and Ashton to her right. Like a well oiled machine, Calum laid on his back and she flung her arm and leg over him while Ashton nestled into her backside.
The morning after held a lot of tears and longing glances. The guys were happy she had the other girls to lean on as they walked towards their gate.
Calum’s thinking of that last night they shared in his and Ashton’s hotel room gazing out of the French window at the european sunrise. It’s been a month, the tour has been great, the fans have been excellent, and it feels good to be back to something that feels familiar.
The three of them were always in constant contact whether it be in their group chat or impromptu FaceTimes. Amongst the shows they’ve also been doing interviews left and right to discuss the album and how their solo projects either helped or hindered their writing as a band. It all became very droll and half the time Calum found himself thinking of their baby.
Ashton always reigned him back in with a gentle nudge of his elbow.
“D’you want to go for an espresso?” Ashton asks exiting the bathroom in a cloud of steam.
“Can we video chat Y/N first?”
“It’s 3 a.m right now, she’s sleeping.”
“You know she’s probably not asleep. And it’s been a few days since we’ve video chatted,” Calum reminds sadly.
Ashton purses his lips and nods, it has been a few days because their schedule has gotten crazy. They played three shows in three nights in three different cities, constantly on the road it felt as if they didn’t even have time to sleep. As soon as their head hit the pillow, an alarm went off to wake them up for the new day.
“Text her first to see if she is awake. It’s always hard for her to sleep.”
“Probably not any easier since we’re not with her,” Calum mumbles. He opens up his message thread with her and asks if she’s awake.
“Two more months to go, babe,” Ashton reminds. He bends down and kisses the top of Calum’s head on his way to his suitcase to change.
After waiting an hour for a reply, the pair decided to go get breakfast, this was one of their rare few days off so they’d make the best of it. After breakfast they walked through some of the shops and Calum insisted on going into one of the lingerie shops to pick something out for Y/N.
“She hates when we spoil her,” Ashton says looking through the flimsy pieces on a very small rack.
“She loves it, she just doesn’t want to seem spoiled. There’s a difference. I like this one,” Calum holds up a white off the shoulder lace trim babydoll nightgown with matching panties. The lace is all along the shoulders and down at the hem while the rest is pure sheer.
“Okay I like that, too,” Ashton amends. He ends up picking out black lace teddie with an open back.
Then they agreed to actually get her one that she could sleep in and chose one that went to midthigh that was pink and floral with white lace on the bust.
“Why haven’t we bought her lingerie before?” Calum asks when they leave the store with three tiny little bags. Why they all couldn’t fit in one was beyond them but they know Y/N will love the idea of three gifts.
“Never thought of it, honestly. But being away from her for so long…” Ashton shrugs, “Can’t help but picture her in it, ya know?”
“She’ll like them, right?”
“She will.”
They had a late lunch and it wasn’t until four o’clock when they got back at the hotel did she respond to them apologizing for sleeping and hoping they could video chat quick before another interview.
Ashton and Calum practically flew to the couch and pulled out Ashton’s laptop to open up his FaceTime there. In an instant, her face appeared and she looked adorable with tired eyes and a mug of coffee clutched between her hands.
“Hii,” she waves, smiling at them.
“Hey baby.”
“Hi baby, did you just wake up?” Ashton asks just as she yawns.
“Yeah, the first time I actually slept pretty well.”
“Yeah? That’s good, what’d you do last night?”
“What’d you do since we last talked to you? Tell us everything,” Ashton sits up straighter. “We miss you so much.”
“I miss you, too,” she smiles sweetly and leans forward to the camera. “Let’s see, what did I do….”
She informed them of all her activities from walking Duke to making a chocolate cake since Calum wasn’t there to make one for her during her period. The two boys listened intently as she gushed about work and the drama that was in the office. Ashton had his arm around Calum rubbing circles over his shoulder.
“But enough about me, what have you two been up to?” she asks when she’s finished telling her tale.
“We can never get enough about you,” Ashton smiles. “But we’ve been on the road a lot and it’s like we’ve barely slept. Today was the first day off in a bit.”
“I don’t like how tired you look,” she pouts.
Ashton and Calum exchange a look with each other. They look tired?
“I can see the dark circles under your eyes,” she continues.
“Shit, we do have circles,” Calum mumbles, touching the dark spot under Ashton’s eye. “We’ve been running on adrenaline for days.”
“Please sleep for me,” she frowns.
“We’ll try,” Ashton smiles, “bed feels empty without you in it.”
“Trust me, I know,” she widens her eyes for emphasis. “I don’t have my two strong Aussie men to keep me from rolling off the bed.”
“You fell off the bed?!” Ashton exclaims.
“No,” she giggles, “but I can sprawl a bit more without kicking one or both of you.”
“You sprawl anyway,” Calum laughs and she sticks her tongue out at him.
“Where are you today?”
“France.”
“We did a little bit of shopping for a special girl of ours today,” Calum wags his eyebrows.
“I hope you’re talking about me.”
“Oh stop,” Ashton laughs.
“I hope you didn’t spend too much.”
“Just a couple hundred Euros,” Ashton shrugs.
“Is that more or less than American money?” she narrows her eyes and they don’t reply so she hides her face with her hands.
Ashton and Calum both reach out to try and move her hands away, they hate when she hides from them, but realize they can’t so their hands fall limply in their laps.
They talk for a bit more after finding out she has a massage appointment at one o’clock and a dinner date with the girls. When it’s time to say goodbye it’s hard because they didn’t even realize they’d been talking for almost two hours.
“We don’t want to keep you from your massage, baby,” Ashton says. “Text or call or send us photos or anything.”
“You know I will,” she smiles, “you do the same?”
“Of course. Have a fun day, I love you.”
“I love you, too.” She blows them both a kiss and the screen goes dark showing their reflections.
“Sixty more days,” Ashton sighs and Calum groans tossing his head back on the couch.
Requested: Yes you little freak, I love it - “could you write literally the sluttiest shit you can write for threesome with ashton and calum??”
Word Count: ~4k words (hehe)
Smut: masturbation/exhibitionism, threesome, some very filling sex hehe
“Those guys are so fucking hot.” Your friend yelled in your ear, her gaze directed at two guys across the dance floor, tucked away in one of the VIP spots, “Especially the dark haired one. Though they’re both definitely your type.”
You couldn’t agree more. Both of the guys were extremely, extremely attractive. Both were insanely fit, their arms absolutely massive, their backs so broad. Your eyes lingered on the one with shaggy hair, his smile contagious even from far away. He had the cutest dimple as he smiled, yet was so sexy at the same time.
“Should we go introduce ourselves?” You asked, and your friend laughed as she sipped at her drink.
“They’re over there for a reason, probably some wealthy douche bags or semi famous people. I’ll stay on the floor.” She said, waving you off. You shrugged and set your empty glass on the table before sneaking between other bodies on the dance floor and moving to the booth. Maybe it was the shots you had taken before even getting to the club, or the few drinks that others had bought you throughout the night but you really wanted to take at least one of those men home tonight.
“Hey,” You yelled but the music drowned you out. You glanced around, looking for a sign of a bouncer or anything that might risk you being kicked out, before stepping on one of the mini tables and bringing yourself to the balcony’s height. His look shifted into surprise as he saw you appear, and grinned at you.
“Hey,” You said again, leaning on the railing and he chuckled at you.
“Well hello to you too. What’s your name, gorgeous?” He asked, extending his hand out to you and you noticed how massive his hands were. You introduced yourself, and he brought your hand up to his face and gave the back of your hand a gentle kiss.
“What’s yours?” You asked, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he nudged his friend. The tan one turned, his brown eyes catching yours as he looked between the two of you.
“This little darling just asked my name, can you believe that?” He said and his friend chuckled as he turned fully towards you, “I’m Ash. This is Cal,”
His friend offered his hand out as well and you shook it.
“Do you really not know our names?” Cal asked and you shook your head. The boys shared a surprised look, and Ash muttered something to his friend before looking back to you.
“Care to join us?” Ash asked, and you nodded as you looked around. There still weren’t any bouncers or security, and you nearly laughed as Ash and Cal helped you climb onto the balcony.
“Thanks for that, I guarantee my friends won’t be looking for me up here.” You said and they chuckled.
“So I’m assuming I should know your names?” You asked and they both waved you off.
“Don’t need to know who we are, we can still have lots of fun.” Ash murmured in your ear, his hand gliding around your waist and he placed it on the side of your hip, drawing you in close.
“We?” You asked, and Calum sat on the booth, his legs outstretched as Ash sat beside him and pulled you down in between them.
“We. Only if you’re down for it.” Cal said, his left hand on your thigh. Ashton had his arm around your shoulders and you thought for a second as you looked between the two.
Fuck it.
“Why not?” You said.
Ash chuckled as he leaned in and kissed your neck gently before whispering, “Let’s go back to our hotel. A bit more privacy then us fucking you here in this VIP booth.”
You blushed, your gaze widening as Cal just grinned at you. It was obvious the two of them did this often, but you didn’t care. It was your turn to have some fun for the night, and you’ve been needing a release as well. It definitely seemed you would be getting one, the way that Cal’s hand kept grazing the hem of your dress, his fingers scratching the fishnets gently.
“Come on darling, we’ve got a car out back.”
“This sounds like I could be murdered,” You pointed out and Cal shook his head as Ash smiled, “Is it worth the risk?”
“I’d like to think so. We could have all night, if you just say the words.” Ash said, wrapping his hand with yours and pulling you gently to the back of the club. Sure enough, there was a black SUV with tinted windows and a driver in the front seat. Cal opened the door and climbed in first and you slid in beside him, with Ash closing the door as he sat next to you. It was like a reflection of how it was just in the booth, and you hoped for an indicator of how the night was about to go.
***
Both of them had a hand on your thigh, pushing the dress further and further up your legs by the time the car pulled in front of their hotel.
“So who are you guys anyway? You’re obviously famous.” You asked, glancing between them as they both opened their doors and climbed out.
“In a band,” Ash mumbled, his hand reaching out for yours to help you out of the car and guided you in front of him.
“No shit,” You mused, and Cal chuckled as the three of you walked inside. You tried to see if you could recognize them in better lighting, but it still evaded you.
“We’re not that famous yet, but we’re getting there.” Cal said, and you nodded. Ash pressed the button and it felt like eternity before the elevator doors opened with a slight ding. The three of you stepped inside, Cal sliding his wallet out to grab the key card and you began to feel a bit antsy as the elevator climbed. You’ve had a threesome before, so it wasn’t like this was a new situation but these men were just so hot.
You wanted to please them, and not just because they were famous. Because you were already imagining how they would sound as you sucked on their cock, a hand wrapped around each of them.
Ash nudged your shoulder as the doors opened, a blush coating your cheeks quickly as you realized that it was about to be a reality. They guided you to the hotel room, Cal’s hand gripping your ass as Ash pushed the door open, and locked it behind him.
You immediately pushed your dress down, leaving you in just your bra, panties and fishnets. You stepped out of your heels too, and the guys whistled as you stood in front of them.
“Well don’t make me get this show started by myself.” You whispered, but they chuckled at that.
“Actually Princess, why don’t you do just that. Get yourself nice and wet for us, show off a bit.” Ash murmured, his hands moving to undo his pants as Cal sat on the couch in the suite.
“Leave the fishnets on,” Cal ordered and you nodded as you moved your hands to your back to undo your bra, and let it fall to the ground as well before pushing your panties down to the pile of clothes.
“On the bed.” Ash muttered, joining him on the couch. The two of them had their eyes on you as you slowly walked to the bed and crawled on it, your ass facing them as you slowly got comfortable. You moved to the top of the bed, your back against the headboard as you spread your legs for them. Cal audibly groaned, but Ash just held your eye contact. You brought your legs up and trailed your hand from your neck to your tits, your fingers pinching your nipple slightly. You let a quiet moan go, loving the way that you noticed the strain in their pants. You moved your hand further down, past your stomach and to the top of your core. You let your fingers dance there a second, just grazing your skin as you looked up at them.
“Keep going,” Cal said, his tongue poking out to lick his lips and you gave them a soft smile. You knew exactly what you were doing, eating up every second of it. Your thumb moved to your clit and started moving it in slow circles. Your clit was the quickest way to get you to cum, it just felt so fucking good.
As your thumb continued to move, your middle finger grazed your slit before pushing in. You let out a quiet breath, your head leaning back against the headboard as the situation finally hit you. You were masturbating in front of these two insanely hot men, and their eyes were only on you.
You looked back at them, the two of them eagerly awaiting your next movements and you pushed your two fingers inside of you. You honestly didn’t even need to warm up, you were already wet and ready for them but you loved putting on a show.
“Alright I can’t take it any longer, I need a taste.” Ash murmured, pushing off of the couch and laying on the bed in front of you. He licked his lips and his gaze darted to yours, and you gave him a small nod of your head. He wasted no time nearly ripping the fishnets off your legs. Then he bent his head down, his mouth moving to your clit and you gasped at how eager he was.
Cal got up as well, strolling along to the side of the bed and standing over you. He bent down to meet you, giving you a gentle kiss on your lips - a stark contrast to the way that Ash was now eating you out.
“Do you like his mouth on your pussy?” He muttered, his thumb grazing your cheek as his fingers held your chin, “Tell me Ash, is it as sweet as I think it is?”
Ash lifted his head for a second, a grin on his face as he nodded, “So fucking sweet and so wet. Did you enjoy showing off for us?”
You nodded, your gaze bouncing between the two men. Cal chuckled as he leaned down to kiss you again, his mouth rougher than before as Ash lowered his head and his tongue ground against your clit. You gasped into the kiss with Cal, your body reacting to Ash bringing a finger to your pussy.
“Go ahead and finger fuck her Ash,” Cal murmured against your lips, his hand moving to graze your tits, before he sat next to you on the bed. You attempted to look down at Ash as best as you could with Cal beside you, and Ash chuckled as he inserted a second finger inside of you, “Stretch that ass out too.”
The two of them looked at you for approval and you nodded once again. Honestly you’d say yes to anything that they’d ask of you right now. Ash brought some of your juices from your pussy down, his thumb pressing into your asshole gently. You sucked in a deep breath at the feeling, your hole stretching around him as he continued to finger you.
“That’s a good girl,” Cal whispered, his head bending down to your tit, his mouth dragging kisses along your skin. You were starting to feel good, really good as the two of them continued exploring your body. When Cal slid his hand down to your clit as well and began rubbing it in quick circles. You whimpered, your breathing coming quicker now as Ash slid a second finger into your ass. Your head fell back against the headboard, your eyes shutting as your orgasm started to build.
“Such a good slut,” Ash murmured, now alternating the rhythm that he was fucking your pussy and fingering your ass. Cal chuckled before he bit down on your nipple, gentle enough that it didn’t hurt but just enough that it sent you right over the fucking edge. Your body nearly caved in on itself, Cal’s body blocking you from falling forward.
“What do you think Ash, she earned our cocks? How should we do it?” Cal muttered, their hands leaving your body altogether and you whimpered at the empty feeling now.
“This cunt definitely needs a cock inside of her, but so does her ass. I don’t know if she’s up just yet, this ass still needs some stretching.” Ash said, a grin on his face as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“We’ll get there.” Cal whispered, leaning in to kiss you quickly before guiding you on the bed, “We’ve got a few options princess, I want to hear your thoughts.”
You nodded as you settled, now resting on your knees in the center of the bed as the two of them finally started to strip. Cal shrugged his shirt off and your eyes went straight to his biceps. He had exceptionally toned arms, but your gaze drifted over to Ash. His chest was so broad, his muscles contracting as he continued to undress.
“The first, is me fucking that sweet pussy of yours while Ash face fucks you. The second, is Ash fucking your ass while you suck my cock. I’ve been thinking about that mouth on me since we got in the fucking car. Or, you can choose whatever you want.” Cal said, catching your attention. You thought for a second, but Ash interrupted your thoughts.
“Eventually, I want to get you to take both of our cocks at the same time, but we got to warm you up first babe.” He said, chuckling as he wrapped his hand around his cock and while he was hard before, his cock was now at his full length, Cal doing the same.
“I want to suck both of you off first before we do anything else.” You said, your voice just above a whisper and their eyes both widened but they smiled.
“Easy enough.” Cal answered, the two of them moving to the edge of the bed and Ash helped you kneel down. You licked your lips, your gaze moving back and forth between the two of them. Their cocks now in your face, you realized just how big they both were. You weren’t sure if your ass would ever be stretched out enough to have either one of them fucking it. But you wanted it.
You wrapped your right hand around Cal’s cock, your left on Ash’s. You lifted your head higher, your tongue licking a strip up Cal’s cock, while your left hand started to move on Ash. You licked up to his tip and took his head into your mouth. His eyes closed in pleasure, his head falling back as Ash kept his eyes on you.
“You like having Cal’s cock in your mouth? That’s a good girl, keep moving your hand on me. Keep sucking off him.” Ash muttered, his green eyes gorgeous in the light. You moved your mouth further onto Cal. Cal moaned slightly, and you started moving your hand more on Ash.
Ash spit down onto his cock, helping you as you continued taking Cal into your mouth. You relaxed your tongue, pushing yourself as much as possible to take him fully. He moaned again, louder this time and Ash fished his fingers through your hair, guiding you as you sucked off his best mate.
“What a fucking picture that is. Do I get a turn with that mouth?” Ash asked, and Cal chuckled as he tilted his head back down.
“Go ahead Princess, give him a glimpse of heaven.” Cal instructed, Ash’s hand now guiding your head to him instead. You smiled up at the two of them, your eyes finding Ash as you took him into your mouth.
“Oh fuck,” He breathed out, chuckling slightly as he looked at Cal, “Yeah that’s fucking heaven. I can only imagine what fucking that pussy is going to feel like.”
“I’m getting a taste now.” Cal murmured, pushing Ash onto the bed gently and helping you climb on top of him, “Good girl. Just like that.”
He positioned you so that you were on your knees but bent forward, so your chest was resting against Ash’s legs as you grabbed his cock once more and brought him to your mouth. Ash sprawled out on the bed, his arm tucked behind his head as he brushed some of your hair back. You started sucking once again, taking his cock deep into your mouth and he hummed in satisfaction.
Cal moved behind you, peppering kisses on your ass with a gentle graze of his teeth every now and then. He finally dipped lower, his tongue poking into your cunt from behind before he fully pushed his face in. You moaned around Ash’s cock, moving forward as Cal started to eat you out from the back. Cal pushed a finger inside of you, starting to thrust quicker as he added another.
You matched the rhythm that he was thrusting, rocking your hips as best as you could while you continued to suck Ash off. Ash threaded his fingers in your hair once again, guiding you along to the same rhythm that Cal was finger fucking you.
“Alright, I can’t fucking wait anymore.” Cal muttered, standing up and licking off his fingers. He moved to one of the suitcases on the floor, grabbing two condoms out of it. He threw one at Ash before putting one on himself, and you paused to let them put it on. Cal instantly pushed into you, his cock filling you in a new way than his fingers did before.
“And here I thought you both wanted to cum in my mouth.” You teased, arching your back into Cal and he chuckled as Ash leaned forward.
“Don’t worry darling, we’ll be cumming inside of you one way or another.” Ash muttered, kneeling now in front of you two. He kissed you, gently at first and then with more passion as Cal continued fucking you from behind. He wrapped his hand around your throat, pulling you as close to him as possible. Your back arched into his chest, Ash leaving a trail of kisses down from your mouth to your chest, nearly mirroring what Cal was doing earlier.
“What do you think Cal, can you fuck her ass and I fill that sweet cunt up?” Ash asked, and your eyes widened initially but you wanted it. You were so wet anyway, your body relaxed with the two of them.
Cal pushed you forward, your ass in the air as he slowly teased your asshole. He pushed in the tip of his cock, a breath falling from your lips as Ash leaned up to kiss you again.
“Breath through it princess,” Cal whispered, and you nodded into the kiss with Ash. His hands gripped your face, gently holding it - a stark contrast from earlier. Cal was able to push all the way in, his cock now buried in your ass. He stilled, giving you a second to adjust as Ash lowered one of his hands down to your clit again. He rubbed it in slow circles, helping your body adjust, before he slowly pushed his middle finger inside of you. You gasped into his lips, but Cal started to move his hips slightly and it turned into a moan.
Ash added in a second finger, the different rhythms and intensity nearly sending you spiraling into another orgasm but you held it together, kinda.
“Faster,” You moaned, and Cal immediately answered your request. He gripped your hips, his fingers digging into the side of you and started fucking your ass harder then before. Between Cal’s cock in your ass, Ash’s two fingers inside of you and his thumb on your clit, you came again. Your thighs shook for a second, nearly falling forward into Ash but the two of them held you up.
“That felt fucking phenomenal. Ash, it’s going to feel so fucking good.” Cal murmured, and Ash chuckled as he removed his hand. Cal slowed, allowing Ash to get comfortable underneath you and attempting to get into a position where he could fuck you. Cal pulled out for a second, the emptiness hitting you quickly but Ash pulled you forward onto his cock. It filled you in a different way, his cock thick as he started to fuck you. Cal watched for a second, his eyes dropping down to where Ash's cock was going in and out of your cunt, and he whistled.
“Alright I’m going to let you fuck her for a minute then we’re going to fill her up. Does that sound good, princess?” He asked, and you nodded as best as you could. After just having an orgasm, even the thought of Cal fucking your ass and Ash fucking your pussy was going to have you cumming again.
After a few moments, Cal lined his cock back up at your ass and Ash stilled enough to let him get close. He pushed in, slowly at first and it took a second for your body to accommodate the two of them.
“Breath,” Ash reminded you and you placed your palms against his chest as you breathed out, your head tilting back slightly. Cal continued to push in now that your body was relaxing. You whimpered at the continued feeling of being so full. Cal stilled again for a second, Ash’s hands coming to your forearms and rubbing them gently.
“Good fucking girl,” Cal murmured, his fingers gently tapping your hips and you breathed out a laugh before nodding, giving him the signal to keep moving. He finally bottomed out, and you let a deep breath go before you started rocking your hips gently. The two of them let you control the movements for a second, your body adjusting more and more.
“All good,” You whispered, and the two of them immediately took advantage of your approval. Cal pulled back out while Ash started to fuck you again, and Cal matched his rhythm. You cried out as the two of them worked together, and you could barely control your muscles as they fucking wrecked you. Your arms that were holding you up gave out and you fell into Ash’s chest.
They didn’t take a moment to adjust, they just continued to fuck you in tandem. Your orgasm quickly approached again, your body trembling as they increased their intensity and you moaned out loudly as you came. They continued fucking you, not even bothering with pausing as they worked through their own orgasms. Cal whimpered quietly behind you while Ash moaned loudly, stopping his movements finally. It was a good thing they were basically holding you up, because the moment that they let you go - you’d be falling into the mattress.
“Good girl, such a good fucking girl for us. Let me go get you cleaned up, hold still darling.” Cal murmured, pulling out from behind you.
You felt empty as Ash did the same, holding you up and sliding you over to the bed. You hummed to yourself as the two of them cleaned themselves up, before helping you as well.
“What’d you think, did you like being a good little slut for us? You let us fuck both of those holes and at the same time.” Ash whispered, curling into your side and wrapping an arm around you as Cal climbed onto the other side. You nestled into the pillows, your body exhausted as Cal’s fingers danced along your thighs, getting dangerously close to your core and you swatted his arm away. He chuckled as he leaned closer to you and kissed your cheek.
“I fucking loved it but I can’t handle any more tonight,” You answered Ash, and he shook his head.
“You’ll be able to handle whatever we give you, Princess.
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You sank down further into the hot tub, feeling the jets put pressure against your back and you let out a sigh of relief as you stretched your arms out along the walls of it. You looked at Ashton who was staring intently at his phone and you nudged his leg with your foot trying to get his attention.
“Ash, baby,” You said, and he smiled but kept his attention on the phone. You pursed your lips as you thought, before leaning forward and letting your arms go into the water. You slid the straps of your suit down and held the top close to your chest, before letting the material go and giggled as Ashton finally looked up at you, “About time,”
He chuckled as he put his phone on the edge of the hot tub and moved closer to you. His lips pressed up against your skin, his teeth gently grazing over it before murmuring against you, “Cal is on his way.”
You rolled your eyes as you pulled away and pushed your suit back onto your shoulders and he pushed his bottom lip out in a deep pout, “Why? This is the first time we’ve actually had time with each other in a while.”
“Yeah, I know babygirl but he’s just gotten out of that bad relationship. And, he’s bringing my favorite beer with him. He just got back from his trip and he bought it just for me.” He said, and you nodded as you brought your arms around the back of his neck and pulled him in closer and kissed him.
“Fine, but only because he probably needs it, and for the beer.” You said, your nose nudging against his and he chuckled as his hands moved to your thighs and he pushed himself up so he was standing now in the water in front of you.
You looked up at him, your hands resting on his hips and he had a smile on his face as he pressed his thumb against your cheek, trapping your jaw there, “Who knows babe, maybe things will get a little kinky then.” He said, and you rolled your eyes as you pushed him and he fell back into the water and splashed you, “I’m kidding.”
He laughed as he wiped his hand on the towel and picked up his phone again, smiling down at it and you laughed as well, his words playing through your mind as you sank back down into the water once more. You had always seen Calum as attractive, but he was nothing more to you than your boyfriends best friend. Maybe Ashton was right.
* * * * *
“Oh, about fucking time.” You heard Ashton yell, and your eyes opened as you sat up on the lounge chair and saw Calum walk through the gate in the fence. He smiled at you and waved, and you waved back as you shifted in your seat. He was wearing a lilac shirt that made his skin really look tan, and a black pair of shorts and you smiled as you watched the two of them hug, Ashton dripping wet as he had just gotten out of the pool.
“You ready for the hot tub babe?” Ashton yelled, and you pushed off the chair and moved back into the hot tub as you had both taken a break from it. Calum held up the navy trunks in his hands as he walked through the sliding door into your guys’ house to change and you stepped down into the hot tub, Ashton already sitting across from you, “He looks good.”
You turned your head as you looked at the door where Calum had already gone through, and turned back to Ashton, “Why do you say that?”
“He just got back from Australia, he’s tanned and he’s been spending more time taking care of himself. He looks good,” Ashton said, almost as if he were trying to get you to say agree with him and to say something about him. You looked into Ashton’s eyes, realizing that he thought of this now as a game. His head was cocked slightly, a smug expression on his face as you heard the sliding door open once more and Calum walked over to the hot tub.
“Come on in Cal, the waters great. It’s got her all hot and bothered.” He said, winking at you and you rolled your eyes as you moved over to the seat beside Ashton and looked at Calum. He did look good, you couldn’t deny it.
Calum sank down into the hot tub, his face scrunched as he hit the water but his face soon melted into a face of relief as he got used to the water. You found yourself admiring his body, the way that the muscles in his neck were showing off as he leaned his head back against the wall, the way that his hair was slightly disheveled and the way that his chest was rising and falling. You licked your lips but blushed as Ashton nudged your leg and winked at you, a grin on his face and you looked down into the water once more.
“So, how was home?” Ashton asked, and you looked up at Calum as he shrugged his shoulders and looked between the two of you.
“It was fine.” He mumbled, and Ashton leaned his head against your shoulder as he looked up at you.
“That bad?” Ash asked, sharing a concerned look with you before looking back at him. Calum took a deep breath as he scratched at the back of his neck, the water dripping down the front of his chest and you licked your lips.
“Yeah, it’s weird. But it’s been so damn long since we were even happy so it’s like a weight off of my shoulders. I don’t know.”
“When’s the last time you fucked?” Ashton asked, giggling slightly and you lifted your hand out of the water to swat at his bicep and Calum cleared his throat as he looked flustered and looked down into the water.
“It’s been a while.” He mumbled, and Ashton winked at you and your cheeks flushed red and you shook your head.
“Well, I think that that should change then. Maybe a threesome?” Ashton suggested, laughing obnoxiously, and you scoffed at him as you pushed up out of the water. The smile quickly left his face as you grabbed your towel and wrapped it around your body and went inside. You knew what he was doing, you were just surprised that he was doing it so boldly.
You stood at the window that overlooked the backyard, watching as Ashton and Calum kept talking, but Ashton looked up at you every so often. You saw Ashton push up out of the hot tub and walk towards the door, and heard it slide open.
“Babe,” He said, his voice quiet in the way that it usually goes when he knew that he messed up. You turned to face him, your arms crossed over your chest as you had a scowl on your face and he rocked back and forth on his toes as he thought about what to say, “I’m sorry for putting you in that situation and joking around about it. Obviously it’s something that you don’t want to do -”
“But it is something I want to do.” You interrupted him, and he froze in his tracks as he looked at you with a bewildered expression on his face.
“What?”
“You heard me Ash. I’m not going to say it again.” You said, leaning up against the kitchen counter with a smirk on your face as you waited for him to catch his thoughts.
“Woah, what the fuck. I mean, guys always talk about having a threesome but damn babe.” He muttered.
“Are you sure Calum would be okay with it?”
“Are you kidding me? Literally any guy would have a threesome with his best mate and his girlfriend.” He said, and you rolled your eyes as you pulled your towel around you tighter, “Okay I’m kidding but we have talked about it before. It’s just something that guys talk about.”
“So how are we going to do this?” He asked, and you chuckled as you looked out at Calum but saw he was no longer in the tub.
“You said guys talk about it, so I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” You said, moving closer to him and kissing his cheek before sliding open the door once more and making your way back to the hot tub.
“Sorry I got out of the hot tub, it was kinda weird being in there by myself.” He mumbled, scratching the back of his neck as he was sitting on one of the sun loungers and you shrugged your shoulders as you dipped back into the water, the heat flooding back into your body.
“How have you actually been Calum?” You asked, and his head hung low as he shook it before he was looking back up at you. You noticed his eyes dip down to your chest as you crossed your arms before he was making eye contact again.
“It’s been rough, and the long plane ride didn’t help either. I just need something to distract me for a bit so I can get out of my thoughts.” He muttered, and you frowned as you looked up to the house. Ashton was standing at the window where you just were, his eyes darting back and forth between you and Calum.
He nodded, as if he were giving you permission to start it. You pushed off from your seat in the water and leaned at the edge, looking at Calum as he cracked his fingers and was staring at the ground again.
“Cal, come join me.” You said, your voice quiet. He nodded as he got up and made his way back to the hot tub, and sank down into the water across from you. You heard the door slide open and shut, and Ashton walked down to where you were at the edge and pulled you close into him.
“Give me a show princess,” He whispered, before pressing a kiss to your temple and you nodded as you looked back at Calum.
“I can give you a distraction,” You said, pushing through the water so that way you were in front of Calum and he gulped as he looked at Ashton. He was unsure of what to do, of what to say so instead you straddled his lap in the water and put your arms around his neck.
“You can say no,” You started, your hands playing with the hair on the nape of his neck as he looked up at you. You let more of your weight go onto his lap and pressed your crotch against his and felt him stiffen beneath you, “or you can let me take care of you.”
“Are you sure?” He murmured, pulling back slightly as you looked behind you at Ashton who was sitting in the lounger where Calum was earlier, sipping at his beer and he nodded. You leaned down into him, pressing your lips against his and letting them linger there for a minute before he finally responded to you.
You bit down gently on his lip and tugged on it, and he chuckled as he leaned back and you took this to press a kiss to his jaw, and then moved down to his neck, and then on his chest. You dragged one hand down the front of him and let it rest there. Your other hand moved beneath the water and down to his lap, squeezing his crotch gently and he gasped at the feeling.
“Oh fuck, give me a minute.” He said, slipping out from underneath you and climbing out of the hot tub. He paced around the deck of the tub before going next to Ashton and looking at him intently.
“You good Cal?” Ashton asked, and Calum nodded as he looked back at you, an embarrassed look on his face.
“Yeah, I’m extremely good. I just needed to cool off.” He said, awkwardly chuckling. Ashton finished off the beer in his hand and set it down on the table between the two of them, and then stood and made his way back into the hot tub behind you.
“Come here babygirl, it’s his turn for a show.” He murmured in your ear and you nodded as you pressed your lips to him once more before turning towards Calum who was still sitting on the lounger. His head was hanging down as he thought about what to do next. Ashton pushed you up against the wall of the hot tub, your hands gripping the edge as his hand wrapped around your throat and turned your face to the side. You took a deep breath as his thumb grazed your chin before he was pressing his lips against yours and you opened your mouth more.
“Oh fuck,” Calum groaned, his hands moving down to cover himself and you looked at him as Ashton began to grope your chest and you reached your one hand out and gestured for him to come closer. He hesitantly stood up, but then made his way over to you. Ashton’s hand reached around you to grab Calum’s and brought it up to your face. Calum’s hand cupped your face as Ashton undid the straps to your top and let it fall down against the edge.
“Fuckin’ hell,” Calum groaned, biting down on his lip as his hand dragged down your chest and cupped your tit. Ashtons hands moved down from your back to your ass, squeezing it and playing with it and you whined at the craving of more from both of the men.
“Come right here babygirl,” Ashton murmured, his nose brushing against your neck as his fingers slid down to your bikini and he pushed up against your pussy, “Let’s play with the jets.” He moved you in front of one of the more powerful jets in the hot tub, the pressure against you making you moan out and you saw Calum begin to palm himself from his spot at the edge.
“How’s that feel princess?” He asked, and you whimpered in response as you felt one of his fingers slide beneath the material of your suit and spread you apart more, feeling the jet increase in pressure, “Cal, isn’t her face so pretty when her pussy is getting played with?”
Calum nodded as he looked at you, your eyes shut tightly as you focused on the sensations over your body before Ashton was pulling you away from the jet and you whined as you looked up at him.
“Cal, come on.” Ashton muttered, his fingers pressing up against your core as he helped move you to the center of the hot tub, and Calum moved to the steps and looked for what to do next. Ashton stood on one of the seats, Calum copying him in front of you as Ashton finally pushed down the bottoms of your suit and slapped your ass. You bit down on your lip as Calum continued to palm himself in front of you, the bulge in his suit much bigger than before.
“Fuck it, let’s do this.” Calum said, and Ashton chuckled as he shoved his suit down off of his legs, Calum quickly following his lead. You took a deep breath as you felt Ashton move his one hand around your front while the other stayed behind, his fingers trailing along your entrance and you bit down on your lip as you looked behind at Ashton. His eyes were focused on you, before he looked up at Calum and nodded.
“Alright babygirl, I’m going to warm you up with my fingers while you suck on Cal’s cock, how does that sound?” He muttered, one of his fingers slipping inside of you and you quietly gasped at it. You nodded as you looked up at Calum, until you felt his other hand move and it came down harshly on your ass, “Use your words princess. Just because we have someone else playing with us doesn’t mean that you can misbehave.”
“Yes daddy.” You said, and Calum groaned as you looked up at him. You parted your lips, waiting for him to move. He brought his cock up to your mouth, and you leaned forward and licked upwards. He bucked slightly at the feeling of your tongue against his member, but then became more confident as he pushed his tip into your mouth. You ran your tongue around the rim, feeling Ashton’s fingers continue to work their way inside of you.
“Fuck Ash, I see what you mean.” He moaned quietly, and you winked as you continued to swirl your tongue, before letting your jaw go slack and pushing more of his cock into your mouth.
“She’s an expert with her mouth, but there’s this one thing she does when she’s riding you, sweet fucking Jesus it’s the best thing ever.” Ashton said, before he was kneeling down behind you and he pressed a kiss against your backside. He pulled his fingers out and offered them up to Calum, who sucked on them as he watched you continue to suck on his cock. He brought them back down to your core, teasing your entrance before inserting them and you moaned around Calum’s cock at the feeling.
You swallowed around Calum, looking up and watching him bite down on his lip in pleasure and his fingers brushed back the strands of hair that was sticking to your forehead, “Such a pretty sight.”
“How you feeling baby, you ready to have two cocks inside of you?” Ashton asked from behind you, his fingers circling the inside of you and you attempted to nod your head as you continued to suck on Calum’s cock, taking your time building up his orgasm. Ashton lined his cock up with you and pushed himself into you, his hands gripping your hips as he found his rhythm. You wrapped your hand around Calums cock, slowly pumping your hand as you let your spit pool.
“Fuck,” You whimpered as you pulled away from Calum to catch your breath. Ashton lift up a bit more to hit deeper of an angle while Calum wound his hand into your hair and tugged at the ends.
“Such a dirty little slut, aren’t you? Sucking on my best mates cock while getting fucked from behind?” Ashton murmured, his hand caressing your ass before slapping it once again. You sucked in a breath at the feeling before taking Calum back into your mouth and hollowing out your cheeks to take more of him in. You loved the way Ashton would always talk dirty to you, and he loved it even more. It was a way of heightening his orgasm and you of course loved the extra attention.
“I’m gonna cum soon,” Calum groaned, his hand pulling at your strands and you whimpered as you swallowed around him once more. You noticed his body becoming taut as his grip wound tighter in your hair, and brought your other hand up and cupped his balls, admiring the way his face twisted in pleasure, “fuck, fuck, fuck, definitely going to cum.”
He moaned as he came in your mouth, pulling out slightly and you attempted to keep all of his cum in your mouth before licking your lips and swallowing. He fell back against the wall of the hot tub, his chest heaving as he attempted to catch his breath while Ashton continued to fuck you from behind.
“Holy fuck,” Calum breathed out, watching as Ashton continued to snap his hips, and he lifted a leg onto the edge of the hot tub to hit it deeper. Calum sat down into the water, his face level with yours as he pressed his lips against you and you deepened the kiss as you felt your core tighten as your orgasm built. He bit down on your lip gently and tugged, his hand cupping the side of your face as you whimpered.
“Daddy, can I please cum?” You whined, gripping Calum’s shoulders in an effort to keep yourself above water and one of Calum’s hands moved down to your clit and began to rub it in circles. Ashton grunted as he continued to rock his hips back and forth, his digits leaving marks against your skin but you never minded it when it was him. You knew that later on tonight when it was just the two of you, he’d spend his time kissing each and every single mark that he had made on you, treating it as if were a piece of art.
“Fuck, go ahead princess. Cum all around my cock,” He groaned, slowing down to go deeper inside of you and with the combined sensations of Calums fingers circling your clit and Ashton’s cock deep in your pussy, you finally came and nearly collapsed if it weren’t for Calum underneath you, “Just like that, that’s a good girl.”
Ashton moaned as he finally came as well, stilling deep inside of you and you were so thankful of the new birth control that you were on as he finally pulled out. He helped you down into the water, the hot water already helping your fatigued body as you leaned back against the wall and sank down further.
“Did she take care of you?” Ashton muttered, leaning forward out of the hot tub to grab the pack of beers and handed one to each of you, and you smiled as you leaned into Ashton and Calum chuckled.
“Extremely well. I can only imagine what it’s like outside of this hot tub,” He muttered, twisting off the top of the beer and taking a sip out of it.
“Guess we’ll have to test it and see.” Ashton murmured, kissing the top of your head as you took a deep breath and looked between the two guys and nodded.
“Guess we will,”
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