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bratzforchris · 9 months

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can you write something where luke has pots?

You'll Be Okay

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Summary: Luke has POTS, but with Ashton's help, there's nothing he can't conquer

Pairing: Lashton-centric

Warnings: Fainting, blood

Word Count: 1049

A/N: Thank you for the request! Also, for this work, Luke and Ashton are in a queer-platonic relationship (QPR). I do not ship 5sos in real life in any way.

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“Ash?” Luke asked quietly, poking his head into the “mancave” section of the bus.

“Hey Lu!” Ashton smiled happily, looking up from his book. “What’s up?”

“Can you, um, help me shower?” the blond asked, looking down at his feet as he stood one on top of the other.

To anyone else, it would sound a bit creepy, but to Luke and his bandmates, it was totally normal. You see, Luke had POTS, which made him prone to fainting, especially in warmer areas, like the shower. The boys figured it was better to have a little embarrassment with needing help showering than for Luke to faint and possibly get seriously hurt.

“Of course, man. Come on, bud.”

Luke trudged towards the bus bathroom sadly. He absolutely hated showering because it made him feel lightheaded and sick, but he knew it needed to be done. He’d been putting it off for a few days now, and by this point, his hair was beyond greasy. The blond turned on the shower before sitting on the closed lid of the toilet, trying to take deep breaths.

“Don't worry, bud. I’ll be right here the whole time. Just get in and wash your hair and your body then you can get out. You can shave at the sink.” Ashton said gently.

They really would’ve preferred for Luke to have a shower seat like he did at home, but u fortunately, the bus’ shower was way too small for that. The honey-blond slowly helped Luke undress, letting the lanky boy hold onto his shoulders so he didn’t get dizzy. Ashton felt his heart break as he heard Luke take a shaky breath as he stepped into the shower.

“You okay, Luke?” Ashton asked.

“Mhm,” Luke mumbled as he began to run the loofah over his body. “Just anxious.”

“That’s okay, buddy. Just take your time and sit down as needed.”

It all happened so quickly. One moment, Luke was shampooing his hair and getting ready to get out, and the next, Ashton heard a large bump in the shower. The older male immediately sprung into action, turning off the water and pulling the shower curtain back.

Luke had fainted. It wasn’t a rare occurrence for the blond, but it scared him and Ashton every time. He whimpered, hand immediately going to his head. “My head…” he whimpered. “I hit it.”

“Oh bubba,” Ash cooed softly. “I know, sweetie. Sit up slowly so you don’t get lightheaded.”

Luke went to do as told until he pulled his hand back from his curls and saw blood. “Ash! I’m bleeding!” he said worriedly, tears pooling in his eyes.

“Shhh, you’re okay, Lu. Let’s not panic, buddy.” Ash said comfortingly.

The older male slowly helped Luke sit up and began to observe his wound. It was bad, but not so much that they needed to go to the ER. It was just bleeding lots because it was a head wound.

“It’s not too bad, Luke. It’ll probably be sore, but you won’t need stitches.”

Luke tried to smile at that, but he just felt so terrible. Ashton was a great nurse and wonderful at comforting. He slowly turned on the handheld shower sprayer and began to rinse down Luke’s blood that was pooling in the tub, followed by the shampoo and blood out of his hair.

“Just sit there, baby. I’m gonna get a washcloth to use as a compress on your head.” Ashton instructed.

Luke barely nodded, leaning up against the walls of the shower. He felt absolutely awful. The blond shakily put a hand to his chest, feeling the pain in his chest and his heart palpitations. On top of all his other symptoms, he had a bit of a headache and felt rather nauseous. Not to mention the pain from where he fell and hit his head.

Ashton came back with the cool washcloth and began to hold it to Luke’s wound, looking down to keep an eye on the younger boy. “Still with me, Luke?”

Luke made a hum of approval, leaning into Ashton’s touch. “‘M tired.”

“I know, bubba. Your head has stopped bleeding,” Ashton smiled. “Whenever you’re ready we can get you out and into some warm clothes and in bed.”

“I wanna get out.” Luke was on the verge of tears, a mixture of pain and the embarrassment of sitting naked in the tub with his best friend standing over him.

“Okay, lovely. Grab the rail and I’ll help you stand up.” Ashton instructed.

Luke shakily grabbed the shower rail, trying to take deep breaths. “You-you’ll hold me, right?”

Ash nodded, grabbing Luke’s hand. “Stand up slowly, bubba. Take all the time you need.”

Luke stood up quite slowly, but whimpered all the same. “Heart’s beatin’ fast.”

“I know, Lukey, I know. Take some deep breaths.”

The blond did as Ashton said, steadying himself against the wall and breathing slowly with his eyes closed. Ash felt beyond bad for the younger boy. He hated seeing Luke in pain every day because of this condition.

“I’m ready now.” Luke whispered.

The older male slowly helped Luke step out of the shower and towel off. By the time Ashton had gotten him dried off and into his pajamas, Luke was practically asleep against Ashton’s shoulder.

“Let’s go lay down, buddy. You need a lot of rest.” he whispered in Luke’s ear.

“Carry me?” Luke mumbled, eyes closed as he laid his head on Ash’s muscular shoulder.

“Oh, fine,” Ashton fake-huffed, hoisting Luke up under his bum and onto his hip (perks of being a drummer!). “You big baby.”

Luke giggled softly, breathing in his friend’s familiar scent. “You love me.”

“I do,” Ashton said, placing Luke down on his bunk and tucking him in. “I’m gonna go grab you some water and a snack, okay? You just lay here and rest.”

The blond nodded, snuggling into his pillow. “Mhm.”

By the time Ashton returned to the bunk area with a granola bar and a bottle of water, Luke was fast asleep, snuggled under the covers and clutching his stuffed animal to his chest. He figured he’d let it slide for now, knowing Luke needed the rest. And so, he gave the blond a kiss on the forehead and then snuggled up beside him.

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plushyluke · 2 years

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Oh my god!! For your title thing where you write a summary for titles we give you: what if I were to give you Victoria Secret perfume names?

Endless Love 🦢💙

Velvet Petals 🌷🩰

Love Spell 💜✨

You choose which one sounds the most interesting to you 💞🌸😇

this is such a cute & sweet me-coded idea, hunny! bc…i am addicted to perfume and these three victoria’s secret perfumes raised me 🍯🐝🤍

i’ll do all three. here are my ideas as lashton aus.

endless love:

(it has notes of apple blossom, ylang ylang, and pomegranate so…)

ashton and luke were married in a simpler time. ashton was a man at sea, and he met luke at the docks where he was slicing and apple with an intricately decorated pocket knife. after a long eight weeks of traveling, it was striking to see a strange and beautiful face just waiting for the ships to come in. all it took was luke offering ashton a slice of the juicy red, straight from the knife, and when they locked eyes they were madly in love. now they spend their days riding their love with the waves, but just as the sea is not always calm, neither is their passions.

velvet petals:

(lush blooms, almond glaze, and sandalwood)

opium is the feeling of luke’s bedroom. every night that ashton sneaks in through the window, he is greeted by shades of white, pink, lavender, cream—all in one luke-flavored sorbet soft serve serendipity. he knows luke is devoted to him, that this hot french summer will one day be over. but the southern countryside has been nothing but welcoming to him. he was stuffed on grandma hemmings’ pastries—and from all the frosting he licked off baby hemmings. was every sweet summer flower destined to lose their petals? or could he stay in wonderland forever?

love spell:

(peach, blood orange, freesia)

knee-deep in the stress of college finals, luke found himself under the bright lights of a carnival. his best friend, michael, was dating one of the guys from the kissing booth, so he knew all of the best rides and attractions. his favorite happened to be the one luke was most skeptical of: the magic lovewitch. she was gorgeous and enticing, so luke was easily persuaded when she convinced him to buy some of her “love potion.” luke had only asked for advice on how to love himself, but once dared by michael to drink from the vile, he hit a wall of problems. that wall was a pair of out-of-place dimples and endless muscles.

sorry if these are cheesy.

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sinning5sos · 9 months

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masterlist ;)

Smut:

Ashton: Ashton x Reader

Corrupt -> here

Freedom -> here

Punishment -> here

Too Hot -> here

Youngblood -> here

Unknown (story) | masterlist

Calum: Calum x Reader

Beautiful to Me -> here

Close -> here

Cocky -> here

Coworkers -> part one | part two

Club -> part one

Kinky -> here

Office Slut -> here

Roommates -> part one

Luke: Luke x Reader

Good Enough -> here

Golden Boy -> here

No Shame -> here

Worship -> here

Valentine -> here

#96 -> here

Michael: Michael x Reader

Afterglow -> here

Twitch -> here

Threesomes:

Cake: Luke x Calum x Reader

Have It Your Way -> here

Pool Part -> here

Choked (Have It Your Way 2) -> here

Lashton: Luke x Ashton x Reader

Be a Good Girl For Us -> here

Cashton: Calum x Ashton x Reader

Hot Tub -> here

Malum: Michael x Calum

Dare or Dare -> here

Fluff/Angst:

Ashton:

model -> here

moments | https://sinning5sos.tumblr.com/post/181472576794/moments-ashton

dating Ash would include -> part one

best years | part one

Calum:

back again | part one

best friends | part one

talk to me -> here

moments | part one

dating Calum would include -> part one

Luke:

Christmas gift -> here

piano lessons -> here

dating Luke would include -> part one

ghost of you -> here

stay -> here

Michael:

angst -> here

decisions -> here

dating Michael would include -> part one

Blurbs:

Calum:

surprise

lazy Saturday morning

thanksgiving

riding him

wedding blurb

punishment

father-to-be -> here

daddy Calum + stepmom

Ashton:

sugar baby -> part one

father-to-be -> here

birthday

how he knew -> here

possessive

Luke:

netflix & chill

teasing you

travel

attention

Christmas proposal

stand still

blowjob

boyfriend

fingers

father-to-be -> here

Michael:

father-to-be -> here

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fastandtheformula1 · 1 year

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5sos masterlist

last updated: october 13, 2023

Ashton Irwin

i wanna be yours

poly!lashton headcanons

done (pt 1)

coming home from tour blurb

Michael Clifford

coming soon!

Calum Hood

you ask him to zip up your dress blurb

poly!cake headcanons

subby!cal blurb

if only

i'm trying

Luke Hemmings

he finds out you faked it

happy birthday, honey

poly!cake headcanons

poly!lashton headcanons

#5sos fanfic #5sos blurbs #calum 5 seconds of summer #luke hemming imagines #fanfiction #ashton irwin #michael clifford #5sos x reader #5sos imagines #5sosfam

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hemmoangel · 3 years

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If you know me, you know spoiled Luke is my kink. And I don’t just mean spoiled with all his YSL shirtd and fancy cars with red interior or whatever. I mean that Ashton wouldn’t even let him lift a finger around the house. If there’s laundry, Ashton does it. If Luke’s hungry, Ashton takes care of it. Ashton won’t even let Luke lay down on the bed if it’s even slightly uncomfortable, and even though he prefers a more firm mattress, his bunny likes all things squishy and soft so he invested a lot of money into their giant, expensive bed. And on a similar note, he’s created a monster. Luke’s a whiny pillow princess with no respect other than the kind that’s spanked into him. He’s a brat, and he gets everything he wants all because he’s the most beautiful baby Ashton has ever seen.

“Can we please get ice cream?” Luke whines.

“You have some in the fridge,” Ashton answers sternly, not looking up from his phone.

“But it’s not the same,” Luke whispers. And his fingers walk up Ashton’s chest. And his lips form the most adorable pout. And he’s somehow managed to give his eyes a dewy, glazed over look.

And that doesn’t even account for all the slutty outfits that have ended up being thrown to the side—along with Ashton’s morals—as he gives into his favorite blonde helplessly. Would anyone in their right mind deny Luke of a rim job when he looked like that?

Ashton is weak, and red is one of his favorite colors on Luke. He has no choice but to eat Luke out with a silky crimson shirt falling off his shoulder and his milky thighs spread apart. He caves and lets the sweet boy take and take and take as long as he keeps moaning his name where everyone can hear.

#lashton #lashton blurb #nsft blurb #nsft lashton #gay blurb #luke hemmings #bottom luke #ashton irwin #lrh #top ashton #twink luke #5sos #gay5sos #lashton hemwin #sub luke #dom ashtom #daddy ashton

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talkfastromance4 · 4 years

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here, have a sprinkle of some lashton thoughts)basically a big clustefuck of my mind):

sidenote: discusses a low point and depressive tendencies. i’m not quite sure where this came from but please, feel free to pass it up.

worlds of words are being created from each end of the house, music notes tie them together in new sounds of shattering hearts towards an uplifting crescendo of dreams come true. Luke is in one room strumming and scribbling away while Ashton is tapping and humming along to the music of colors floating in his mind. it’s been like this for a solid three weeks and while you love the creativity ebbing and flowing from them, it’s taken away from your own personal time with them.

are you being a teensy selfish? maybe. are you extremely jealous when one of them wanders into the other’s room to create something together and you’re left outside of the door? extremely so.

this morning started out like any other, Ashton’s fingers tracing your face lightly while Luke rubs your back until you’re awake. Soft kisses and ‘good morning’s’ are exchanged in sleepy voices and just when you’re about to really cuddle, they leave you claiming it’s time for breakfast.

grumbling and mumbling a few choice words towards their retreating backs, you fold yourself back into the sheets. you’re surrounded by the smell of both Luke and Ashton, the closest you’ve been to them lately, leftover aftershave.

you hear them tinker downstairs, quiet chatter and a few laughs float up over your quilt covered head. after a few minutes you hear them shuffle back upstairs. they’re talking of their schedules for the day then calls your name. you breathe shallowly under the blanket, silently begging one of them to tear the bedding away.

“let’s let her sleep, she’s been tossing and turning a lot lately,” luke says.

“wonder why that is?”

“dunno, she’ll come find us when she wakes up.”

defeated and crushed, you continue to listen as they head to their respective rooms. have you really been tossing and turning in your sleep? you’re in a weird mood that has no name and you’re surprised when tears spring in your eyes when they left you in bed all alone. then you become angry because you should just tell them what’s going on but...you can’t.

why? you wish you knew.

the tears keep flowing until the saltwater drifts you on the ocean of sleep and the world fades away.

the next time you wake your eyes are puffy, your nose a little stuffy and you’re hot. you kick the bedding off you, cool air smacking your face and you roll over to ashton’s side of the bed where your phone is. you slept for nearly four hours and have multiple texts from ashton and luke.

breakfast is on the counter, lovie

coffee is still hot in the pot, angel

what are your plans for the day?

come find me when you’re awake

how about chinese for dinner?

luke wants chinese, what do you think?

they texted you in succession every hour, but you didn’t feel like responding and just read through them all. sighing, you roll back over to luke’s side staring out the window. the leaves shake in the breeze and a flock of birds fly overhead. you land on the photo of the three of you at some party. you’re sat in the middle, legs crossed and leaning into Luke’s back while still also being curved into Ashton as well. their hands are joined on top of your knee, your smiles radiant and shining with love and comfort.

you slip off the bed to use the toilet, wash your face and brush your teeth. your face is still splotchy from your tears, your stomach grumbles but you head back into bed anyway.

something is hollowing in your chest as you gaze at the ceiling, you’re still unsure what mood this is but you let it consume you. the best way out is through and you don’t want to bug them with your inane influx of emotions.

somehow you end up falling asleep again and the door handle turning is what awakens you. peering over your shoulder, you peek to see Ashton enter with Luke very close behind. Both of their brows are furrowed and you can sense their anxiety.

“you’ve been up here all day,” ashton says falling next to you. he pushes hair away from your face to look at your eyes. “have you been crying?”

“crying?!” luke asks as you bury your face in the mattress. you feel him dip on your other side. “why are you crying? what hurts?”

you shake your head as more tears well up, wetting the sheets as you feel their hands in your hair and on your back, then on your legs as if inspecting to find a broken bone or cut.

“angel, talk to us please. what’s happened?” ashton asks softly by your ear.

“how can we help?”

you cry more, guilt washing over you as you don’t deserve their concern. you brought this on yourself, not speaking up in the first place. they’ll hate you for being so selfish.

“we could never hate you, lovie,” luke says trying to lift your head from the bed.

had you said that out loud? when it becomes hard to breathe, you lose your own fight by flipping over, hair clinging to your tear stained face. they both wipe at your tears and dab at your nose as you gasp for breath.

“shh, shh, it’s okay, you’re all right,” ashton hushes cradling your head against his arm. luke takes your hand in his giving it a kiss and places his other hand on the inside of your thigh. the tickle of his fingers helps calm you down, but only slightly.

“I feel...” your eyes follow the fan above rotating, trying to find the right words. “i feel lonely. like i’m not here, you’re both in your rooms writing and singing which is wonderful but i’m out here everyday in my own world. watching tv, cleaning, reading, sitting outside and i’m alone and i feel selfish for thinking that. but i also feel weird...i’m in a mood that’s just...odd and i didn’t know i was tossing and turning or if i was even sleepy while i slept all day. i’m feeling nothing and everything.” the words vomit out of your mouth, they don’t even make sense to you so how would they understand?

Luke sighs then changes position to lay his head on your stomach, his baby blues peer up at you sadly.

“we have been pretty busy with our writing, haven’t we?”

“I’m sorry, angel,” ashton rubs your cheek. “we never meant to do that. we always want to spend time with you, you lighten up our life so much.”

“I should have brought this up weeks ago,” luke says, “you’ve been tossing nearly every night. that’s not like you and i should’ve realized--we’ll make it up to you. tonight and tomorrow we’re all yours. no music writing.”

“I don’t want to take you away from that,” you cry as a new set of tears spill over.

“no, no, no, don’t think like that,” ashton says, “we need to find a balance and we were spiraling down a creative hole with no way of knowing where we’ll end up. you’re our balance.”

“but i’m so unbalanced right now,” you mumble looking between the two of them. they smile at your little quip.

“so are we,” luke kisses your tummy. “let’s figure it out together.”

“you can always come to us and tell us what you’re feeling, we’ll understand and if we don’t, we’ll try to.” ashton kisses your temple.

“we love you,” luke says inching up to press a kiss to your cheek. he keeps kissing your face until you’re laughing at the tickle of his scruff.

you hide your head in ashton’s chest, his arms pull you close and then you feel luke sidle up behind you. his arm moves around you as he spoons you, his face tucked into your neck.

“I love you guys, too,” you say.

“how about we take a beat in the hot tub, let the bubbles remove our stress. we’ll talk everything out,” ashton suggests.

“that sounds nice,” you sigh but close your eyes to the sound of his heart. you feel luke’s heartbeat as well, you’re surrounded by a symphony of love. “can we stay for a little while longer?”

“anything you want.”

#poly!lashton #poly!lashton blurb #poly!lashton fluff #lashton #lashton fluff #lashton blurb #lashton angst #i've been rambling a lot in my writings #i'm sorry

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malumsmermaid · 3 years

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could i get 71 and 75 from the random dialogue prompt list?? (as for a pairing; surprise me !)

#71: “How’s the weather down there babe?”

#75: “Just jump, I’ll catch you.”

Prompt List

Castle Guard in Training Ashton x Stable Hand Luke :)

Ashton and Luke had spent the lunch hour in the royal orchards, hiding in the branches as they ate their meals. It was still too early in the season for fruit so they’d just been breathing in the smell of the apple blossoms as they chatted, enjoying the extra cover of the flowers as they stole kisses and passing touches.

The pair could tell that their small window of time was coming together as the sun came out of the height of its daily arc, meaning it was time for Ashton to get back to the castle and for Luke to head back to the stables. Luke leaned in for one last kiss and after parting, Ashton tossed his pail to the ground before pushing off of the branch they’d been sitting on together.

The limb bounced with the loss of weight, leading Luke to grab the trunk for balance, blue eyes wide until the movement stopped. While this wasn’t the first time he and Ashton had spent lunch together, this was the first time spent up in a tree. It had sounded like a great idea when Ashton suggested it, but now faced with the prospect of having to get down, Luke found himself stuck.

“How’s the weather down there, babe?” the blonde called, hoping to sound casual despite his pounding heart.

“It’s pretty good,” Ashton responded with a smile, “Be better if you were next to me though.”

“Yeah...about that,” Luke squeaked, cheeks turning pink as he was about to admit to being stuck.

Ashton’s expression changed as understanding hit him, “Hey, it’s ok, toss me your pail first.” Luke pulled his eyebrows together, confused, but did as the guard asked. Ashton easily caught it, setting it in the grass and held out his arms again. “Just jump, I’ll catch you.”

Luke swallowed, but he trusted Ashton more than his own legs and nodded, giving the other man a count of three before he pushed off of the branch. He yelped as he flew through the air, but soon he was in Ashton’s warm embrace, the older man providing a soft landing as he tumbled backwards to the grass under the stablehand’s weight. As soon as Ashton got his breath back he said, “See, easy as that.”

Luke chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to Ashton’s cheek, “Sure, easy.”

He rolled onto the grass, finding his abandoned boots and began pulling them back on while Ashton found his chainmail and helmet, both of them rushing back to their posts before they could be missed.

#anon #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #lashton #lashton blurb #ashton irwin blurb #luke hemmings blurb #lashton fluff #requests #Anonymous

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calpops · 4 years

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guilt | l.h. & a.i.

In which Ashton must cope with the self imposed guilt of costing his football team a playoff run. And Luke is there to help ease the pain.

Word Count: 1k

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“It’s over,” Ashton murmured, his voice was low and strained. Guilt consumed him, swallowed him whole like the abandoned locker room.

The season was over. Any prospect of going to the playoffs trampled and broken. Ashton was convinced it was his fault. The last play of the game sitting heavy on his shoulders. Wrapped tight around his ribs and making it difficult to breathe. He knew he was injured, he could feel the splice of pain shooting up his back. But it didn’t matter. Not to him. Not in that moment.

He was transfixed on the fact the ball had fumbled out of his hands, that he hadn’t thrown it away before or kept it close as he was sacked. It happened too quick for him to process, too fast for his body to catch up and do what needed to be done. No one blamed him but himself. The strip sack and scoop and score felt entirely his fault. But the offensive line looked just as guilty; they missed blocks and left him unprotected. If winning was a team effort then so was losing. Except Ashton couldn’t see it that way. All he could see was the replay on the big screen; the way he fell, the awkward twist of his body and his hands dropping the ball before he could be ruled down. The silence of the empty locker room helped bring that moment back to him in full force. With no one around to distract his thoughts and remedy the pain of losing Ashton was succumbing to the self imposed guilt.

“It’s my fault,” he mumbled to no one, again. He leaned forward on the bench, back screaming with sharp pain that he ignored in favor of sitting with his misery; chin in his hands and gaze casted at the floor.

“It’s not,” a familiar voice broke through the gray haze.

Ashton let his eyes look up, thinking twice about moving from his position as the pain settled. His most trusted wide receiver stood in the doorway, uniform already replaced by casual clothes. Luke stepped back into the locker room, blue eyes awash with concern as he took in Ashton’s state. Ashton had only abandoned his helmet thus far; his jersey, padding, pants and cleats still donned his body. Ashton was embarrassed to admit he’d thrown his helmet across the locker room in a moment alone with his frustration. It laid discarded on the tile floor, scuffed as it slid into metal and halted with a haunting crash.

Luke moved toward Ashton, took a seat on the bench next to him and placed a comforting hand on his thigh. Ashton didn’t move to sit up and accommodate Luke, too scared that pain would glint in his eyes and cross his face in a grimace. All he did was put a hand over his; thankful for the offering. Luke was warm and constant. He was the last person Ashton looked to before the linebacker had taken him down. Luke had run his route seamlessly but there was hesitation in Ashton as two cornerbacks settled to double team him. An interception would have been just as bad.

“I didn’t throw it to you,” Ashton said, shaking his head though the ache in his back protested. “I could’ve. You could’ve scored.”

“I was double teamed.”

“You’ve caught it under that pressure before,” Ashton reminded him, to which Luke only gave a comforting squeeze and slid just a bit closer.

“Not with them. They’re the best in the league, Ash. They would’ve picked it or had me down before my feet hit the ground. And you knew that. You made the right choice.”

The gap between them on the bench was minimal as Luke pressed in even closer, just like usual. Whatever bonds they had on the field translated to all that and more off the field. Luke’s hand slid off Ashton’s thigh and out from under his hand, moved towards his lower back and ripped away when Ashton flinched. It took a moment to right himself, to sit up fully and face Luke.

“Fuck,” Ashton groaned, wishing at least one thing would go in his favor that night. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hide the injury forever; especially not from Luke who would accompany him home. But he wished it wouldn’t have happened so soon. He wanted time to be frustrated and not pitied.

“I knew you were hurt,” Luke accused, switching gears. “You should’ve said something while the trainers were here.”

Ashton waved it off. It was a familiar pain; likely a disc in his back he hoped he could nurse on his own. “I’m fine. The season is over anyway. Doesn’t make a damn difference if I’m hurt or not.”

Luke let out an exasperated sigh. “It does. To me.”

Ashton frowned, realizing what Luke meant. His hiding things from him wasn’t an okay habit to slip into. On the field or off. They needed trust and communication.

“I’m sorry, you’re right,” Ashton conceded and let Luke help him up. Help him out of his gear and into the clothes in his locker. It took a lot longer than usual, and though Ashton was embarrassed he needed to be babied he let Luke do what needed to be done.

They headed back for the car, walking slow with Luke helping Ashton along. The fans had dispersed as quickly as possible. Home town losses—especially ones where wins would have brought them to the playoffs—usually ended in embarrassed fans getting the hell out of dodge as soon as possible. Ashton was thankful for that, knowing that if fans lingered the walk would have been filled with even more shame.

“We always have next season,” Luke reminded as they approached the car.

“Not if they trade or cut me, no way they keep me after costing them a playoff run,” Ashton said weakly and then bit his tongue when Luke gave him a piercing glare.

“If they don’t keep you, I still will. Not getting rid of me that easy,” Luke said with a wink. Ashton appreciated the attempt to lighten the mood and the sincerity of his words. He knew he’d still have Luke, no matter what.

“I’d never want to get rid of you,” Ashton promised as he pressed a quick kiss to Luke’s cheek in the dark of the night.

“Good,” Luke said as he helped Ashton into the passenger seat. “Now quit your moping. We have a whole offseason ahead of us. Don’t need guilt eating you while we’re on vacation.”

Ashton laughed, feeling a bit lighter for the first time since dropping the ball. Luke always understood him and what he needed. Sometimes it was a sharp reminder of reality, sometimes it was soft words of understanding and encouragement, and sometimes it was a fierce mixture of both. Whatever it was, Luke was Ashton’s constant in every aspect of life.

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easierlftv · 4 years

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I really like 70. “After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?” and it FEELS like an Ashton or lashton prompt but any pairing would be great!

okay, so I chose lashton bc they really have been living in my mind rent-free. also, I’m so sorry this got so sad

Warnings: angst, insecurities, fears of cheating, hurt/comfort

70. “After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?”

Ashton sighed as he scrolled through his twitter, his eyes jumping from tweet to tweet as he attempted to exhaust himself. Every once and a while, a small chuckle escaped his lips as he flicked through the various memes on his timeline. Just as he prepared to set his phone down for the night, a new tweet popped up with a bold headline.

Luke Hemmings, of 5 Seconds of Summer, steps out with a new mystery brunette as he leaves local bar.

Ashton’s breath seemed to catch in his throat as he reread the headline a few more times before gaining the courage to click on the link. As the bright webpage loaded on his phone, he nervously messed with his fingers as the photos finally appeared on the page. His stomach had jumped to his throat as his eyes caught sight of his boyfriend, hand in hand with a beautiful brunette he hadn’t recognized from anywhere else. He continued to scroll through the page, scanning the photos that showed the pair of them getting into an uber together before he tossed his phone across the room. With tears prickling his eyes he buried his head into his hands.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Luke, of course, he did. But, all throughout their relationship, his insecurities lingered throughout his mind. Luke was younger and much more attractive than he was, so he always feared that one day Luke would wise up and leave.

His cries filled the bedroom as his mind jumped to various conclusions and his thoughts began tormenting him that his worst fears had been realized. Through his tears, he hadn’t heard the door to his room door open and he hadn’t felt the bed dip beside him.

“Ash? Sweetheart? What’s wrong?” Luke’s gentle voice tore at his heart, as he was pulled into the blonde’s arms. Ashton moved his hands from his face and wrapped his arms around Luke’s chest, trying to pull him as close as he could. Luke remained quiet as Ashton continued to cry into his chest, and tried to reassure him as best as he could without knowing what was wrong. Eventually, Ashton’s cries died down, and he pulled away from Luke’s embrace to wipe away his tears.

“‘M sorry, I’m fine it...it was stupid.”

“It’s not stupid if you’re that upset Ash,” Luke reached out to rub his back, but when Ashton flinched away, he was quick to retract his hand. “Is... is it something I did?”

“It’s nothing Luke, I told you it was stupid, please just go to bed.” Ash sighed, trying to brush the incident under the rug but Luke wasn’t having it.

“Ash, please just talk to me. We need to talk about this, especially if I did something to upset you.”

“It was a stupid tweet okay! I saw some pictures of you and that brunette girl leaving the fucking bar, and it just....it fucking got to me okay! Drop it.” He snapped, dropping his head into his hands as Luke sits in stunned silence. The quiet hangs on for a few moments before he finally speaks.

“After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?”

“No, of course I don’t think that. It’s just... my stupid brain runs wild sometimes,” He admits, finally allowing his thoughts to pour free, “and it’s so hard not to think these thoughts when they never stop popping up in my head. You’re so beautiful Luke, and you deserve so much more than me.”

Ashton’s outpouring of words shatters Luke’s heart the moment silence falls between them. His heart feels as if it’s been ripped out of his chest, and he’s unsure of how exactly he’ll not only be able to fix the hole in his heart but the one in Ashton’s as well.

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honeyedlashton · 2 years

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Snuggly Lashton •🧸 • 🤍 • 💤 • 🤎•

Whatever you do, don’t think about Luke and Ashton snuggling on the tour bus. Don’t think about it being at night, when it’s cool and there’s nowhere else they have to be for a day or so. Don’t imagine a little, curled-up, vocal-resting Luke in his softest loungewear as he tucks his face between Ashton’s chest and one of the throw blankets. Don’t think about how Ashton just can’t help but keep him close for a little bit—cause you know the air conditioner is a little too strong on that bus. And you know he wants to warm up so bad. But despite all that, don’t think about how Ashton will end up playing with Luke’s curls till he “accidentally” dozes off right beside him.

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bratzforchris · 11 months

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Can you do a sickfic where Luke is Ashton's little brother and he stays home from school and Ashton cares for him?

Brothers

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Summary: Above

Pairing: little brother!Luke x big brother!Ashton

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1144

A/N: I hope you love it :)

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"Oh Lukey Boy!" Ashton said cheerfully, opening the eight-year-old’s bedroom door.

The honey-blond was currently home from college on winter break, and it was his job to get Luke up and to school while their parents were at work. Ashton didn't mind; if anything, it gave him some time with his little brother after being away at university since August.

"No," Luke mumbled, pulling his blankets over his head. "Go away."

Ashton didn't think much of the blond's grumpiness. After all, who wants to wake up at seven in the morning on a chilly December day to go to school? "No can do, bud. I already let you have an extra ten minutes." he said, pulling the blankets off.

Luke shivered and whimpered, but didn't open his eyes. "Ashy, I don't feel good..." he croaked.

"What's wrong, Luke?" Ashton immediately sat down beside Luke on the bed.

"My throat hurts. Head too." the younger boy whimpered, eyes still squeezed shut.

Ashton leaned forward and placed the back of his hand on Luke’s forehead. The poor boy was definitely warmer than he should be. “You have a fever, bud.”

Luke finally opened his eyes, and Ashton could tell he felt awful. His eyes were bloodshot and there were prominent, purple bags under them. “Throat hurts lots….”

“Okay, bud, okay. You’re definitely staying home from school today. I’ll go get you some medicine. Just stay here and rest, okay?” Ashton gently stood up from the small bed and pulled Luke’s comforter back over him.

“Don’t leave me.” Luke whispered, tears forming in his eyes.

“You need medicine, Lu.” Ash patted his brother’s blanket-covered belly gently.

“Don’t leave.” Luke made grabby hands, shaking slightly.

“Ugh, fine.” the older male gently picked Luke up, hoisting him onto his hip.

Luke immediately cuddled into Ashton’s side like a koala, yawning and fisting his eyes.

Ashton gently walked down the stairs with Luke attached to his hip, heading to the kitchen. “You have to have something to eat before you take medicine, bud. What sounds good?”

“Nothing,” Luke sniffed miserably before whispering. “Gonna hurt my throat.”

“Well, you have to something or else the medicine will make your tummy feel icky. What about some applesauce?” Ash explained gently, trying desperately not to upset the boy further.

Luke nodded his head against his Ashton’s shoulder, mumbling out a soft “mhm”.

“I’m gonna set you down, okay?” Ash pulled out a chair at the kitchen table and gently set Luke down.

The blond folded his arms across the table, laying his head down while Ashton bustled around the kitchen. He felt absolutely awful; his throat felt like he was swallowing knives and his head was pounding.

Luke lifted his head when he felt Ashton tap him on the shoulder. "Mhm?"

"Here bub, eat your applesauce. After that, you can have medicine." Ashton said softly, holding a little dish of applesauce, Luke's water bottle, and a little measuring cup of liquid Tylenol.

The young boy sniffled, looking up at his older brother with teary eyes. "Gonna hurt my throat?"

"It shouldn't, buddy," Ash rubbed his back gently. "It's liquid."

A small tear rolled down Luke's cheek as he lifted the spoon to his mouth. He felt beyond sick, every part of his body in pain and aching. One swallow left the poor blond grabbing at his throat and crying.

"Hurts." he sobbed.

Ashton could feel his heart breaking. Luke didn't often get sick, but when he did, it hit him hard. "Just one more bite, Lu. Then you can have medicine and we can cuddle."

Surprisingly, Luke obliged, taking another little bite of his applesauce before making grabby hands for his water bottle. Ash passed the little one his Batman bottle, ruffling his hair and sliding the little cup of medicine over.

"Do I have to?" Luke was clearly crying by now.

"It'll help your aches and your head, buddy. After that, I can make you some tea for your throat."

The little boy took a deep breath before throwing his head back and taking the medicine like a shot. "Ew." he whimpered.

"I know, Lu. It's nasty, I know."

Luke stood up out of his chair and immediately wrapped his arms around Ashton, tears pouring. "I don't feel good."

"Why don't you go get comfy on the couch with some cartoons while I make you some tea? Then we can cuddle." Ashton suggested softly, trying to distract the blond.

The eight-year-old debated for a moment before nodding his head. "Gotta get my blanket and bear." he said softly, trudging upstairs slowly.

Ashton sighed as he put the kettle on. A sick Luke was an emotional Luke, which meant this morning was just the beginning of his tears for the day. Pulling out his phone, he sent a quick text to their parents, informing them of Luke's illness.

"Ashy? You coming?" Luke's hoarse voice called out from the living room.

"Coming, Luke!" he said, quickly throwing a tea bag into a mug, pouring the boiling water, and adding a dash of honey.

Walking into the living room, Ashton was met with a pitiful sight. Luke was huddled up under the comforter from his bed, with his stuffed bear held tightly to his chest. The young blond had tears pouring out of his eyes, trying desperately to be distracted by the Ninjago episode on TV.

“I don’t feel good. Throat hurts.” Luke whimpered, meeting Ashton’s eyes.

“I know, bud. I’m sorry. I think you have strep. Mom or Dad will take you to the after hours doctor when they get home from work.” Ashton rubbed Luke’s curls gently as he sat down on the couch.

“That’s long…” the blond sniffed.

"I know, bug. Being sick sucks. But I made you some tea?" Ash suggested, passing Luke the Star Wars mug.

With shaky hands, Luke lifted the mug to his mouth and took a cautious sip, sighing contentedly when the warmth and honey soothed his throat. "Feels good."

"That's good, Lu. Drink up." his older brother whispered as Luke leaned into his side.

Luke's tears had slowly eased, and he had become more interested in the cartoons as he sipped his tea. Before long, the blond handed Ashton his empty mug. "All done."

The honey-blond placed the mug on the side table so Luke could lay across his lap, which was precisely what he did. All was quiet, save for the sound of cartoons playing softly from the TV. Ashton had been on his phone, texting some university friends, when he realized how silent Luke had been. Looking down, he realized the eight-year-old had fallen asleep, stuffed animal still clutched tightly to his chest.

The older of the two smiled slightly to himself. Sure, Luke got on his nerves, but these were the times that being a big brother made up for all of that.

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softforcal · 5 years

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Mmkay dom Ashton tying you and Luke to the bed or maybe handcuffing you together (or both I mean whatever) and ties a vibrator to your leg and puts a vibrating plug in Luke and then just sits back and watches his two favorite subs just loose their minds that’s the dream my dude -Bell

BELL. can you fucking imagine. like you and Luke are tied next to each other and can’t move and you’re both moaning and whining because the vibrations arent enough and you both want Ashton but he’s just sitting in a chair next to the bed on his phone completely ignoring you. you and Luke definitely manage to hold hands even in your ties up state and it’s just like holy shit you’re both going insane for Ashton but he won’t even look up.

he can hear in your sounds that you’re both close and finally looks up, “beg me to let you cum.” and you and Luke just begin begging like your life depends on it. oof. Ashton finally putting his phone down and doing something to make you and Luke both cum extra hard like fingering you or rubbing Luke but first he makes you fight over who wants to cum first.

Dom Ash is EVIL.

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lashtoncurls · 5 years

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Ménage a trois

Summary: Lashton threesome after Luke finds her watching porn.

Words: 2602

Warnings: smut, slight dom!ash, restraints, over stimulating

A/N: I love lashton too much and this was written out of pure self indulgence soo lol.

Luke walked into the office and sat on the desk to try and put some work in, but not before he noticed the page that was open on the browser. You’d been in there doing homework, but got a little distracted when he popped into your brain and dirty thoughts took over. He chuckled as he clicked on the tab and the video began to play, moans and groans filling the room. His cheeks flushed a deep red as his hands fumbled to find the buttons on the speakers, but he eventually managed to turn it down. Not only had you been watching porn in his office, but it was really loud. He wondered if you’d gotten off, but he knew quite well not to wonder, he was sure that you probably sat with your legs wide open on his chair as you came, you had done this before. But he noticed the video and what was going on. The girl was tied up and two guys were pleasuring her as she moaned. He closed the page and thought about it but never mentioned anything to you.

It’d been a couple days since the video incident and you had acted like nothing happened, but Luke kept it in the back of his mind; wondering why you hadn’t voiced that you would want to do that.

“Babe, you home?” He called out as he walked in and you were in underwear and a t-shirt on, cooking dinner for the both of you as the music came from the speakers.

“Yeah, in the kitchen.” You called out and he walked in, admiring the view in front of him. A wide smile spread across his face as he watched you dance around and he sat on the island.

“I’m assuming you worked from home today?” He pointed at your attire and you simply nodded before returning to the food.

“How was the studio?” You asked in return, his smile beaming as he went into full conversation about the current song they were recording. You were all ears as he set the table and you had dinner together before making your way to the living room to cuddle for the night. Petunia laid on your feet as your body rested against Luke’s side while his hands roamed at the hem of his t-shirt on your thighs before making their way up higher; pulling at the elastic of your underwear. It snapped back loudly and you bit your lip as you waited for him to move more, not rushing anything. Petunia got up from the couch and walked to the back door, conveniently letting herself out through the doggy door.

His hand slowly made its way into your panties and you groaned as he continued with his slow movements, his thumb pressing against your clit. You threw your head back and he chuckled, moving his fingers faster. You squirmed and tried to move, to get more from him but he somehow managed to hover over you, the blanket soon forgotten on the floor as Luke buried his face between your legs. You tugged at his hair as his fingers and tongue brought you to your orgasm.

“That was nice.” You smiled against his lips as he thrusted his jean clad crotch to yours, the fabric touching your sensitive clit making you groan.

“Gotta make sure my girl is treated right. Wouldn’t want her to get herself off with videos all the time.” You blushed and giggled as he kissed your neck.

“You saw that.”

“Indeed I did. Is that something you want?” His question surprised you, but you nodded shyly before attaching your lips to his and helped in removing his clothes. He lined himself up with your entrance before thrusting in slowly and filling you up, your head falling back on the couch as he kissed your neck and left love bites. Moans and groans filled the room as he thrust in and out and you were a mess underneath him, body shaking and writhing as one hand moved between and rubbed at your clit. With a sloppy final thrust, his body still before he collapsed on top of you and you came right after.

“Anybody in mind?” Like asked as he kissed your neck again, your bodies still together.

“Huh?”

“Do you have a particular person you want to ask?”

“Um, yeah.” You we’re glad his face was buried on your neck as you blushed and whispered “Ash.”

“Okay. I’ll take care of it.” He looked up and smiled as he pulled out and you both gasped, pulling his boxer on and grabbing your hand towards the bathroom to shower.

It was almost the time to go on tour, so interviews and show appearances had become more frequent, not letting Luke have the time to talk to Ashton about what he wanted. It had been playing in his mind lately, wanting his girl to have this before they left on tour. You had never done anything crazy in the bedroom, his soft nature always worrying that he might hurt you. It he also wanted you to explore that side of you. He knew you wanted Ashton to be the one because they were very close and he had a dominant nature to him that made you wonder what he was like.

“Remember the one time you mentioned a threesome?” Luke asked as he ran his hands through his curls.

“What about it? Are you inviting me over or something?” Ashton chuckled as they finished getting dressed. His head snapping up at Luke when he noticed he was serious “Does she really want to?”

“Yeah, she purposely left a video on my computer knowing that I’d watch. When I asked who, she said you, so are you in?” Luke shrugged and began to put his in ear monitors.

“If you’re sure about it, then yes.” They talked more on their way to the stage and they agreed that since she was anti Valentine’s Day, they would do it then. While doing the interview, they both couldn’t stop thinking about it. Ashton sat with his hand on his chest and ran the other one through his hair, Luke noticing as he thrust his hips and they both looked down before laughing. Calum and Michael noticed but didn’t care.

You were out shopping with friends on Valentine’s Day morning, and when you got home and noticed Ashtons car in the driveway you laughed and shook your head.

“You would do this.” You spoke as you noticed them both sitting on the couch with beers in their hands

“Well it is Valentine’s Day.” Ashton laughed as you scrunched your nose in disgust and reached them. Luke handed you a glass of wine as he placed a hand in your waist, Ashton taking a hold of your free hand. You began to feel butterflies in your stomach and a rush of adrenaline ran through you as they got up and began to kiss your neck on either side, their hands on whatever part of your body they could touch.

“Take her upstairs, I’ll be right up.” Luke motioned to Ashton as he took your hand and walked you to your bedroom. You gasped as you noticed the lights were dimmed down and the candles were all lit. The smile that adorned your lips made Ashton want to look away. He knew that it was the look of love you had for Luke.

“Is Luke okay with it being me?” Ashton asked as you drank the last bit of wine and set the glass down.

“He was the one who talked to you. If he wasn’t, you wouldn’t be here. Trust me.” Your words made him groan as he watched you remove your blazer and shoes, Luke walking through the door with a couple cloths and a rope.

“Strip for us, doll.” You nodded and removed your clothes, glad that you had chosen to actually match your underwear to your bra. Ashton groaned again at the sight your boobs threatening to spill from the cups and the way the lace covered your ass.

“She’s pretty, isn’t she?” Luke smirked as he watched Ashtons reactions.

“She’s quite the sight alright.” They began to unbutton their shirts and take off their shoes, leaving them in only their jeans. Luke made his way to you and stood behind you, moving your hair so he could kiss your neck while his hands unclamped the bra and massages your boobs, pulling your nipples and earning a low moan from you.

“Rope or cuffs? What do you think Lu?” Ashton asked as he grabbed the bag that sat in the bed.

“Hmm, rope.” Luke traced his fingers down your stomach and you bit your lip as he snapped the band of your panties against your skin. He moved and instruct you to sit on the middle of the bed, sitting behind you. Ashton got on the bed in front of you, handing the black material in his hands to Luke as he kissed your neck again.

“Hands to your back, baby.” You obeyed, placing your hands on your back as he began to tie them together, making sure that they weren’t going to cut. You tried to pull out of the hold, but noticed that it was right enough to really keep you in place without hurting.

“Now, you wanna show Ash what you do with that pretty mouth?” Luke smirked again as he helped you on your knees, staying right behind you. You nodded and watched Ashton pull his boxers down to his knees, your eyes growing wide as his length and the arousal pooling between your legs. He grabbed his dick and lined himself with your lips, letting you lick before thrusting almost all the way in. You gagged a little bit, but tried to breath to your nose and enjoy the moment. He placed his hand on your hair as he threw his head back and groaned in pleasure as your cheek hollowed and you moved tongue along the ridges of his dick.

“Oh fuck, babygirl. You take my dick so good.” His hands bobbed your head faster as he pulled your hair and the tears began to spring in the corners of your eyes. Luke continued to play with your breasts from behind you as his hands roamed down to your underwear, rubbing you through the material before pushing it aside and inserting a finger. You moaned and the vibrations caused Ashton to groan and push his dick further into your mouth. You gagged again and enjoyed the sensation that you were feeling. The pit in your stomach began to build as Luke added another finger, his other hand on your boobs again as he watched Ashton fuck your mouth.

“I’m so close.” You looked up at him through thick lashes as Luke hit a spot and you closed your mouth against him, his load hitting the back of your throat. A loud moan left his lips while Luke fingered your through your orgasm, your legs shaking a little.

“Oh fuck.” Ashton groaned again as he pulled his boxers up and he kissed your lips, tasting himself.

“Have her sit against the headboard.” Ashton grabbed another item from the bag as he watched Luke reluctantly move from his spot, moving you so your legs were spread open “Or on your back, whatever you want.” Luke shrugged and sat behind you again, your tied hands right on his crotch.

“Are you ready for more babygirl?” You nodded and watched as Ashton grabbed your legs and kissed from your ankles to your thighs and left hickeys on the inner parts of your thighs. Luke groaned at the sight, moving the way way the marks looked on your body. You threw your head back on Luke’s chest as Ashtons tongue touched your clit, applying a little pleasure before he began to kitten lick up your folds. His hands moved and you heard low buzzing before a jolt of pleasure caused you to buck your hips, Luke’s hands moving his boxers down a little and pushing himself so you could take him in your hands.

Ashton continued to use the small bullet on your clit as he inserted two fingers and thrust them in and out slowly, hitting your g spot lightly. You moaned loudly, your hands squeezing Luke behind you as his hands played with your boobs and he kissed the sensitive spot on your neck.

“Oh my god, yes.” You moaned and your body trembled as Ashton and Luke watched you close your eyes and your legs shook. They loved seeing you so blissed out and enjoying the moment, but before you could catch your breath, Ashton placed the bullet on your clit again, your body jolting and a scream leaving your lips. Luke moved your head and kissed your lips as Ashton pushed two fingers in and thrust them in and out faster. The third orgasm hit you before you could even register what was going on. Your breath hitched in your throat as your legs shook and your body convulsed, the aftershocks of the orgasm making your body feel like jello. Whispers and mumbles left your lips as your body still shook on Luke’s, his hands rubbing up and down your sides as he noticed the puddle you sat on.

“You okay?” Ashton asked as he got up and caressed your face before kissing your lips.

“Mmhm.” You mumbled and kissed him back before he got off the bed.

“I’ll get the bath started.” Luke and you nodded as he disappeared into the ensuite and came back a minute later.

“I’ll go grab a water bottle and some Advil.” Ashton knew Luke hadn’t come yet, so he decided to leave you alone to sort that out.

“No not yet.” You tried to move your hands before he untied them. You asked him to move you up so you were straddling him, your back towards him. He moved his boxers and freed his dick, a groan escaping his lips as he spread the precum.

“Are you sure? I can sort myself out.” He asked as he helped you up a little, one of his arms hooked through yours.

“Shut up.” You spoke as you sank down on him, your body screaming at you as you began to move your hips. Luke groaned as you moved faster, the fire building in the pit of his stomach faster than he expected it to.

“Have one more for me babygirl?” His free hand moved down to your clit and you yelped out as he rubbed faster, wanting to finish at the same time. You clenched around him with a loud scream and your body shaking fully as you mumbled and whispered again, his own orgasm coming as he watched you come down.

He removed the ties and massaged your shoulders before he grabbed your waist and removed himself from you, your body shivering as you gasped.

“We have to get you cleaned up, love.” He kissed your cheek and picked you up to put you in the tub. He sat you as Ashton walked into the room, a water bottle and some Advil in hand.

“Open up, sweetheart.” You obliged as he gave you the pills and had you take a drink of the water. Like washed your hair and body while Ashton changed the sheets in your bed. They dressed you and laid you in the bed between them, the night sounds lowly coming in the room through window as your body succumbed to the exhaustion.

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hemmoangel · 3 years

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I am so so soft for little! Luke asking his daddy to play dolls with him or like with a little kitchen set and Ashton is all gentle and understanding when they play. And he ALWAYS plays the boy parts or the dad or something because he’s a good daddy and good boyfriend. Omg stop...

#and ashton makes that little fond noise!!!#little! luke #angel thoughts #blurb #lashton blurb #luke hemmings #lashton #bottom luke #ashton irwin #top ashton #twink luke #lrh #5sos #gay5sos #lashton hemwin #afi #sub luke #dom ashton

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talkfastromance4 · 4 years

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sweet homecoming--(poly!lashton) blurb

My mind went wild after this photo, I can’t be tamed when it comes to Lashton so enjoy this sweet lil blurb😌

This is making me think things:

They’ve been gone doing promo for a straight three weeks. The longest they’ve been away from you and even though you told them you don’t care that their flight is coming back at 2 a.m they didn’t want you driving that late. So you poured and said “fine but I’ll wait up instead” and when they landed they’re both exhausted but oh so excited to see you and hug you and kiss you.

Then the unavoidable happens when fans and paps cross their paths, they exchange a look that copies “do we stop or do we politely keep walking to get home to our girl sooner?” Thankfully, the fans walk with them and politely ask for photos and if their flight was good. They’re pleasant but you’re all that’s on their mind. They discuss if you’re in one of their shirts already or went out of your way and dressed up then bickered about whose shirt you’ll actually be in.

It’s all in good fun because they love seeing you in each other’s clothes, it’s a special type of bond. It’s almost 3 by the time they finally come home and find you passed out on the couch in Luke’s cream friends of friends shirt. They pet your hair and kiss your cheeks until you wake up launching yourself at them. They smell like airplane but also home and you’re so happy to have your boys back in your arms.

You chatter away sleepy questions while they escort you to your bedroom and Ashton removes your sweatshirt (cause you get hot when you sleep) then smiles so wide when he sees you’re wearing one of his shirts underneath. He’s so enthralled that you somehow miraculously found a way to wear BOTH of their things, he grabs your cheeks and kisses you deeply, his lips warm against yours.

“Missed you angel,” he mumbles pulling one more kiss from you.

“Oi, where’s my hello kiss?” Luke asks after turning down the bed. You feel his hands on your waist, spinning you gently into him.

“He beat you to it,” you snicker.

“C‘mere,” he smiles leaning down to give you a gentle kiss. Where Ashtons lips are warm, Luke’s are cool and you love the distinction between the pair. So different yet filled with the same amount of love. “So glad we’re home.”

“Let’s get our girl to bed before she falls asleep standing up,” Ashton says rubbing circles into your back. They lead you to the bed where you plop in the center, your hands and their hands intertwine while arms and legs tangle and lips search for skin. This is the best part of them leaving, the homecoming is always so sweet.

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