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sinning5sos · 7 months

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“you’re so full of yourself”

“no, baby, you’re so full of >me<“

with calum please I’m a whore for him

Cocky | Calum

Requested: Yes! Amen.

Word Count: ~2,100

Smut: softdom!cal, oral, rough sex, doggy aftercare <3

Calum was driving the two of you back to his apartment, his fingers lightly grazing your thigh as his other hand held the wheel. It was quiet.

You weren’t sure exactly what you did, but when you tried to kiss Calum just a bit ago as the two of you got into the car, he turned his cheek to you. He wouldn’t let you kiss him when he was going to punish you later, so as soon as that happened. You knew.

You fucked up.

You were eager though. Calums night of punishments usually led to a lazy morning followed by sweet, slow sex with breakfast after. Plus, you loved being punished. You were Calums little whore when it was the two of you.

He hummed along quietly to a song playing from the speaker, and you captured his hand in yours and pulled the back of his hand up to your lips. You pressed a gentle kiss there, and he chuckled as he glanced at you, then back at the road.

“Don’t think you can fix it now Princess.” He murmured and you suppressed a smile as you let his hand fall back to your thigh. You loved his sweet touches, but you loved his rough fucks.

The engine idled as he pulled into the driveway, and he released your thigh to turn the car off.

“Go ahead and go inside for me. Up to our room.” He instructed, leaning across the console to kiss your cheek. You nodded as you pushed out of the car, nearly tripping over your own feet as you unlocked the front door and went straight into the shared bedroom.

With any nights like these, Calum always wanted you to strip down for him before he got in. He claimed it was because it built up the anticipation. You liked to joke back that it was because he was lazy.

That usually earned you some spankings or orgasm denial, just depended on his mood that day.

You stripped out of your dress and other clothes, and sat at the edge of the bed when he finally walked in. He shut the door behind him, and unbuttoned his sleeves as he stood in front of you.

“You were running your mouth an awful lot at game night tonight.” He muttered, his hands moving down to the clasp of his belt and you bit down on your tongue as you watched him undo it. He removed it in one swoop and pointed down in front of him. You nodded and quickly fell into position, on your knees and he moved behind you to tie your hands behind your back.

“Making quick little jokes to our friends. I think the one that caught my attention the most was that you were the one in charge in the bedroom.” Calum teased, and you felt your cheeks flush as you hadn’t realized he heard you. You had been chatting with your friends while the guys were grabbing refills, and made an innocent joke that you were the dominant one within your relationship.

“That’s right Princess, I heard that little comment. Nothing to say now?” He asked as he cocked his brow and moved back in front of you. You shook your head and eagerly pushed up off your thighs so you were closer to him.

“Good girl. Can I push you a little tonight?” He murmured, his thumb catching your jaw as he tilted your head up to look at him. You licked your lips, feeling your cunt start to drip in anticipation as you nodded.

“That’s my good girl. So hot for me, being on your knees.” He praised, and you smiled up at him as he unzipped his pants. He pushed them down slightly then he bent to press a rough kiss against yours and nipped your bottom lip as he pulled away, whispering, “Remember our word.”

Calum pulled his cock out, and pumped himself a few times before bringing it to your mouth. You opened and accepted him without complaint, and swirled your tongue around his tip. He moaned quietly and let you suck him off for a bit. You bobbed your head along his length, taking what you could and doing the best you can without using your hands.

“Breathe,” He instructed, and you took a deep breath in. He wound his hands in your hair, his fingers becoming tangled in as he started to grind his hips into you. He pressed in deeply, deeper than usual and you gagged for a second as you willed your throat to relax around him. As you choked on his cock, a victorious moan fell from his lips as his head fell back in pleasure.

He rocked his hips slightly, now facefucking you and you looked up at him through watery eyes and adored how serene he looked. His eyes were shut tight, his lips parted and a quiet whimper fell out. He bit down on his lip then caught your gaze, and smiled down at you. He pulled out, your spit following as you were able to take a deep breath.

“So fucking hot for me. You like it when I facefuck you, don’t you?”

“Oh yes Calum. But I like when you fuck me more in my wet pussy.”

“Such a filthy mouth. I’ll have to fuck that out of you,” He murmured, and you giggled as he helped lift you up so you were now standing. He kissed you once again, his fingers tangling in your hair again as he helped back you up onto the bed. Your hands, still restrained by his belt, attempted to brace your fall onto the bed.

“I thought about tying your legs up too, but I love it much more when you can be my flexible little slut,” He whispered in your ear as he climbed on top of you, “Can you do that for me?”

You nodded as you raised your legs in front of him, and he pushed down on your inner thighs. There was a slight burn, but he ran his hands up to your ankles, now as high as his shoulders and kissed the inside of your leg.

“Actually, I want your hands free too. Turn to the side real quick,” He instructed. You rolled to the right and he undid the belt loop and let it fall to the side of the bed as he pushed you back down onto the bed.

“Fuck me Cal,” You whispered, and he chuckled as he dragged his fingers along your folds and then brought his hand up to his mouth.

“So fucking wet, and all you did was suck me off?” He teased, and you nodded as you stroked his cock for a second.

He pushed inside of you, all thoughts coming to a stop at how he filled you. You breathed out as he started rocking his hips and moaned as he found the rhythm you loved.

“It feels so fucking good,” You whimpered and he chuckled as he placed his one hand on the inside of your thigh and pushed your leg further back, and his other leg gripped one of your boobs. Calum hungrily kissed you, his teeth mashed against yours and you giggled as you pulled your head back slightly.

“God who kisses like that?” You teased him, knowing that it could result in another punishment but you craved it.

“Please, you fucking love it.” Calum muttered. You rolled your eyes at him, and scratched your nails down his back. He moaned out lightly, before reaching down to kiss you again, but you turned your head at the last second.

“You are so full of yourself, aren’t you?” You whispered to him, and he chuckled.

“No but baby, you’re so full of me right now.” He murmured, his nose nudging yours and you giggled.

“Yeah, I love how your cock fills me Calum.” You breathed out, and he nodded.

“That’s what I thought Princess. Now don’t try to get an attitude again or I’ll have to teach you another lesson. Now get on your hands and knees for me.”

You quickly followed his instructions after he pulled out, and turned your body over on the bed. You arched your back into the air, and he caressed the curve of your spine as he lifted your ass higher into the air.

“That’s a good girl for me.” He breathed out, and you smiled as you wiggled your ass slightly in front of him. He let out a quiet chuckle, then slapped your ass. You hummed at the contact, feeling his fingertips sting even after his hand was gone.

He pushed you down further into the bed, your mouth falling open as he slammed back inside of you and you moaned loudly.

“Still so full of me, aren’t you?” He muttered, his knee coming up beside your hips as he adjusted his position. You whimpered as you attempted a response, and he chuckled again.

“No response?”

“Fucking me too good,” You mumbled into the sheets, and you turned your head as best you could to see him smiling.

“Bet no one else fucks you like I do,”

You couldn’t form a response, but reached your hand back to tap the outside of his thigh on the left side. A quick little three taps, y e s , and Calum gripped your hair in his hand as he pulled back roughly. Your neck was exposed to the wall, and he bent over your body to wrap his other hand around your neck. He tucked his three middle fingers into your mouth, forcing you to gag on them as he continued fucking you.

“Good fucking girl,” He grunted and your moans were shallow as your were pushed further down into the bed, “Keep taking my cock so well. You gonna cum soon?”

“Mmm,” You whimpered around his fingers and Calum pulled his fingers out and nudged you to respond properly, “Yes Cal, I want you to cum inside of me too,”

“Fuck,” He groaned as his hands gripped your hips. He continued fucking you, his fingertips digging into your skin as your orgasm started to crash over you. Your thighs shook as you turned your head into the bed, and cried out.

“Such a good girl for me, just hold on,” He murmured as he continued fucking out his own orgasm, and you felt him cum inside of you. You hummed as he pulled out and turned your head to see behind you, loving the way that his cum dripped out from your cunt.

“What a sight,” He whispered, pressing a kiss to the back of your ass and you wiggled your ass slightly in front of his face. He ran his hand up your ass, along your back as he moved around the bed. He cupped your cheeks and pulled your face to his and kissed you deeply.

“I love you,” He murmured, and you lazily hummed as you kissed him again.

“I love you,” You whispered and watched as he walked into the bathroom for a moment, then returned with a washcloth. He pressed the warm rag to your pussy, and cleaned up the mess that he made while you sat there contently.

His fingers slowly dragged along the outside of your cunt, and down your thighs and inner legs. He hummed quietly with each gentle swipe and threw the rag into the hamper by the closet.

“Lay down baby,” He prompted, and you nodded as you let your legs fall out beneath you. You felt the slight burn from being stretched earlier and from holding that position, but you loved that burn. You brought your arms underneath your head to support it and turned to keep watching him move around the room. He lit a candle, your favorite one, and you breathed in the scent deeply as you felt your body relaxing so quickly.

He grabbed your lotion from the bedside table, and straddled your lower back as he rubbed the lotion into your hands. His palms pushed down onto your shoulder blades as they massaged down your arms. He then scooted himself down and applied more lotion to your back, then your ass, then down your legs to your feet.

“Go ahead and sleep baby, I’m going to write for a bit,” He murmured as he pressed a kiss to the top of your forehead as he walked around the bed again.

“You wore me out,” You whispered, still lying facedown on the bed, your eyelids starting to droop.

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ughkat · 7 months

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hi! could you write calum x reader where calum has a crush on her and ashton exposes his crush on her during a live or something?

pls and thank u

i might do a part two of this idk 😳

crush | c.t.h

calum x fem!reader

part two here

got excited writing this sorry ab the lengthiness!

alcohol, swearing

not proofread

"I'm heading over right now."

"We'll be here.".

I finished my phone call to Ashton, who had just minutes ago invited me for a routine hangout with him and the other three boys.

My friendship with Ashton had sprouted prior to his band forming. We were best friends, some would describe as inseparable. Once joining the band, they immediately brought me in as well. Though never having the same connections as I did with Ashton with them, Calum, Luke and Michael never failed to make me feel at home.

Since then, we've grown up and blossomed into larger things in life, yet we still keep our bond close. Routine effortless hangouts and conversations on almost a daily has kept out growing friendships alive.

Recently, I had began to notice a shift in energy with Calum. I tried to think nothing of it, but the conversations began to get shorter, and his words for me grew small. He almost made me feel as if I did something wrong.

I gathered my belongings, checking my outfit before heading outside to my car, shivering at the cold weather. I dressed lazily in a large grey hoodie, along with black leggings and converse. I quickly turned on the heater after starting my car, and pulled put of the driveway.

I drove quietly as my mind wandered about confronting Calum for his change of mood towards me. I knew I was safe to bring up an issue to my friends, but I was concerned this was only a me problem.

My wandering mind passed the time quickly, arriving me to Ashton's apartment. I pulled slowly onto the curb in front of his apartment, sending off a quick "I'm here" text before exiting my car.

"Heyyy!" Ashton cheered goofily, raising his arms as he appeared from the front door. I giggled as I made my way up his driveway towards him. He reached an arm out for a quick hug as he spoke.

"How ya' doing?" He smiled, ushering me inside. I sighed dramatically.

"Could be better." I raised my eyebrows with defeat as I made my way inside. I set my bag and keys down on his kitchen counter which was decorated with various alcoholic beverages and snacks. I turned to the living room, being greeted by Calum, Luke and Michael at the couch. I watched as Calum's eyes quickly met mine, then shot back down to his hands.

"Well..." Ashton began, moving behind me swiftly, "Have a shot." He grinned, I turned to look at Ashton who had presented me with a small glass with a shot of mystery alcohol in it. The three boys from the living room shouted dramatic miscellaneous cheers and encouragements from behind me. I let out a laugh and reached for the drink. I looked at Ashton and shook my head laughing. With a shrug, I tossed my head back, taking my shot quickly. I scrunched my face briefly before frantically searching for a chaser.

"Give me a drink. I need a drink." I mumbled, shaking my head. Luke whistled from the couch with a laugh, holding out a Coke can. I hurried to the open drink and took a large swig.

"You didn't take that shot, that shot took you." Michael joked as I found my seat on the couch. I scoffed with furrowed eyebrows.

"Fuck off." I giggled. I glanced to Calum who had been awfully quiet. He was heavily focused on picking at a loose string on his t-shirt, faking an amused look on his face. I immediately noted his off mood. The boys continued whatever conversation they had before I arrived, laughing and cracking joke's beside me. I watched Calum carefully as he loosely followed their words, more in his own head than present with us. I decided to finally speak up.

"Cal." I chirped, snapping him out of his trance. His head perked up quickly as the room fell silent.

"Hm?" He raised an eyebrow, his eyes darted to everyone in the room nervously, then back to mine. I anxiously slouched back down at the unexpected and unnerving silence before speaking.

"Are you mad at me or something?" I questioned, keeping a cool tone. I watched from my peripheral as the boys eyes flashed to Calum. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion and he shook his head slowly.

"No..?" He muttered quietly. I bit the inside of me cheek and looked to the other boys, hoping one of them would agree with my observation of Calum's negative mood. Instead, they watched Calum like a bomb.

"You've been so quiet and weird with me lately. I know they see it too." I laughed anxiously, motioning to the boys. I widened my eyes at them, begging for some help. Calum looked to the boys, licking his lips anxiously.

"I-.." He began nervously, "I've just been feeling kinda off recently. I'm sorry." He stuttered nonchalantly, his eyes failing to connect with mine. "Kinda off?" I thought to myself, "Bad excuse.".

"I think he just means in the studio and such. We've all been pretty tired recently." Ashton jumped in quickly, glancing at Calum after speaking.

"Right." I replied, not buying whatever game they were trying to play.

We continued the night many hours into the early morning, as we normally would, we watched a few movies and ordered a bunch of junk food. Calum kept up his unusual behavior, trying his best to fake it, but I never let go of the thought that I would find out what was going on with him.

"You sure you don't wanna spend the night? It's late, and you've been drinking." Ashton offered as we walked to his front door. I gave him a hug and stepped outside.

"No, it's okay." I looked down to my phone, noting the time of 1:45 am. "I have work tomorrow and I'm okay to drive. My last drink was hours ago and all those snacks and fast food have taken over my veins." I groaned dramatically. Ashton giggled before nodding gently.

"I'll see you later." He patted my back and sent me down his driveway, watching me as I entered my car.

On my drive home, I was left unsatisfied with my confrontation with Calum. I thought our closeness would have led him to be more open, but he was so blatantly lying. Ashton obviously covering the lie for him only grew my suspicions more. My mind raced of the possibilities of what could be bothering the boy.

I lazily kicked off my shoes as I entered my apartment, tossing my keys of a small side table beside the door. Filled with junk from Ashton's house, I skipped my kitchen and headed straight for my bedroom.

I slipped out of my black leggings and hoodie, changing into a large shirt and underwear. As I tossed my laundry into the basket, my phone let off a ding on my bed. I flopped onto my bed, reaching for my phone and reading the notification. It read that the boys had started a live stream on twitch. I let out a giggle, amused at the boy's inability to rest. Clicking on the notification, I settled into my bed.

"We just saw each other 20 minutes ago!" Ashton cheered sarcastically from the livestream. I smiled at the faces on the screen.

"Hey, Y/n is here." Ashton chuckled, looking closer at the screen. I watched as the boys talked to the viewers of the stream and to each other, making jokes and messing with filters.

"Calum's sad cause Y/n yelled at him." Michael joked. Calum sent Michael a death glare, earning a chuckle from me.

"She didn't yell at me." Calum scoffed with a forced smile. I rolled my eyes sarcastically at his stubbornness, continuing to tune into the stream.

"He's sad cause he's in love with her." Ashton mumbled looking down to his phone, widening his eyes quickly and looking up at his screen after speaking, realizing what he had said.

"Dude." Calum spoke quietly. I narrowed my eyebrows at his words, him looking just as surprised as me. Ashton turned off his camera, followed by Calum, as if he had said something controversial. I put the speaker to my ear as the live suddenly fell quiet. Incoherent whispers came through before Ashton appeared again.

"Alright we'll see you guys later." Ashton forced a smile and a wave to the livestream before ending it abruptly. I stared at my empty screen in confusion, trying to make sense of Ashton's words. Did I hear him wrong? Was my phone glitching? I decided to play it cool and text Ashton calmly.

"Hey, why'd you end your live?"

I watched the three dots appear and disappear repeatedly before his message appeared.

"You should text Cal.".

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luke shredding in nashville

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #calum hood #lrh #cth #the 5sos show tour #the 5sos show tour nashville #my show #*

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No Tricks, Only Treats

Summary ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆: Luke knows just how to treat you when you have to miss out on your favorite Halloween party of the year<3

Pairing: Luke x feminine reader

Warnings: Smut, oral (f receiving), marking, protected p in v, blasphemy (oh god, etc.), a bit/mention of a role-play scenario, sex while reader is sick, fluffy ending

Word Count: 2.1k (exactly!)

Note: Happy Halloween everyone! Whether or not you celebrate, I hope you have a lovely day <3 Also, I know the photo technically isn't Halloween, but I wanted Luke to look somewhat nurselike for the purpose of this fic >.<

☾

“There’s no way I’m going to that party, Y/N.” Luke mumbled, snuggling beside you on the couch as he pulled a fluffy, white throw blanket over both of you.

“You…” You paused to let out a chesty cough. “You have to, Lu. You’ve never missed an Ash Halloween party.”

“You’re sick, I’m not leaving you alone.” Luke hummed, laying his mop of curly, blond hair on your shoulder.

“I'm not that sick, babe.” You sniffled.

“Your fever was 102 earlier!” he protested.

You curled into Luke’s side, coughing roughly again. You felt beyond awful, but you weren’t going to tell Luke that. He had never missed one of Ashton’s Halloween parties since he’d known him and you weren’t letting him now. Your boyfriend held you closer, allowing you to wallow against his chest, before laying your head on his stomach as Luke reclined against the couch.

“I’ll be fine. You have fun.” You insisted.

“So, if I check your temperature you’ll be fine?” Luke asked, raising his brow and searching your eyes, worrying clouding his typically bright blue ones.

“Mhm,” You put on a brave face. “I’m an adult, Luke. I can care for myself.” You giggled.

“I just worry,” the blond caressed your cheek. “You’re warm.”

“Luke,” You said firmly, your throat croaking. “Don’t make me drag you to that party myself.”

Luke pouted his lips, snuggling you closer to him. He ran a hand up and down your back, smiling softly as he heard sleepy noises falling from your lips. “Fine. I’ll go for an hour. Deal?” he smiled.

“Deal!” You smirked, knowing you had won him over. “Go get changed into your costume!”

Luke rolled his eyes playfully. “The party isn’t until nine. I’m staying right here and snuggling you until eight-thirty.”

You sighed, wrapping your arms around him and closing your eyes. “Y’know what? I’m okay with that.” You smiled sleepily.

Luke held you closer, trying to keep you warm because of how awfully you were shivering from the fever. You let out a few barking coughs before closing your eyes and relaxing, knowing Luke would keep you safe no matter what. Your boyfriend hummed a soft, nonsensical tune until you fell asleep, caressing your hair with his lips.

The next time you woke, it was to Luke picking you up and carrying you to your master suite. It had grown dark outside and the heat inside the house had kicked on, making you even more sleepy. You relaxed into Luke’s bridal-style hold as he carried you up the stairs and into the room, tucking you softly into your king sized bed.

“Mmmmm Luke,” You mumbled tiredly. “Come snuggle.”

“I’m getting ready to leave, hun,” he said, fussing with something on your bedside table. “Do you want me to stay here?”

You snapped out of your sleepy trance when you heard what Luke said. You sat up and blinked your eyes sleepily, watching him bustle around the bedroom. You smirked when you watched your boyfriend pull the nurse costume out that you’d bought him earlier in the month. You had originally planned on being a doctor/nurse duo, but now, it appeared Luke would be a solo nurse.

“You’re a hot nurse.” You giggled, coughing into a tissue.

Luke wiggled into the teal scrubs, shaking his ass playfully. “You know it,” Your boyfriend came around to your side of the bed, laying on top of you to calm you down. “Are you sure you’ll be okay alone?”

You nodded, running a hand through his blond curls. “I promise, bub. Go have fun with Ash.”

Luke stood up off the bed and wrapped the costume stethoscope around his neck. He planted a kiss on your forehead with an exaggerated ‘mwah!’. “I’ll be back around ten, okay? There’s medicine, a water bottle, and a thermos of soup on your bedside table.” he smiled.

“Thank you, baby,” You smiled and sniffled. “Now go have fun.”

The blond nodded, picking Petunia up and setting her on the bed with you. “Here’s a present; it’s a piggy.” he giggled, kissing you once more and slipping out of the room.

You curled into Petunia’s soft, warm fur as you heard Luke pull out of the driveway. As much as you would have longed for Luke to stay with you, you knew he needed to go have fun. Besides, you were pretty content to lay in your cozy nest of blankets and pillows, watching Halloween specials and eating chicken noodle soup. You heard the wind howling the trees outside as rain splattered against the window. It was the perfect Halloween setting, you thought to yourself as you coughed sleepily.

–

“I’m home, baby.” You heard Luke whisper as he laid his warm, plump lips against your feverish forehead.

“Mmmm, hi Lu,” You whispered, rubbing your eyes. “Have fun?”

“I did, but it wasn’t the same without you.” Luke hummed, sitting beside you on the bed.

“You’re too sweet,” You giggled, sitting up and putting your glasses on. “Damn, it’s already eleven?” You asked, letting out a barking cough as you reached for a tissue, glancing at your phone.

“How long have you been asleep, hun?” Your boyfriend asked, beginning to take his costume off.

“Since like, just after you left?” You said, more like a question. “I don’t really know, honestly.” You shrugged sheepishly.

“Awwww, baby.” he pouted.

“Wait!” You said when he reached to take off the scrubs costume. “Don’t take it off yet. I think you’re a hot nurse.”

“Even when you’re sick you’re still horny.” Luke laughed.

You blushed, which wasn’t hard to do because of your already-red cheeks. Luke obliged your request, leaving the costume on and laying down with you on the bed, pulling into the little spoon. You blushed as you felt Luke’s soft stomach against your back and his dick that was beginning to harden at your words against your ass. He hummed softly, trying to relax you as he felt you wheeze against his chest.

“Maybe I am.” You shrugged innocently.

Luke laughed, rolling so that you were straddling him. “You know what they say the best cure for a cold is, right?” he asked, cheekily holding your ass in both his hands.

“Cold medicine?” You joked.

“Mmmmm,” Luke pulled you into him, starting to make out with you. “Don’t be a brat.”

You blushed and giggled, but pulled away from him. “You’re gonna get sick, Lu.”

“I don’t care,” he said with a lopsided smile. “It was bound to happen anyway. Just let me take care of you. I’ll be your nurse.”

You rolled your eyes, but kissed Luke again. “Fine. Be a good nurse and take care of me.”

The blond kissed you back again, his tongue meeting yours almost like a soft “hello”. He moved once again so that he was now topping you. “Arms up.”

You did as Luke asked, allowing him to pull off your Nightmare Before Christmas pajama shirt. He slowly trailed kisses down your cheek, before beginning to softly suckle on your neck, leaving hickeys that slowly trailed from the sweet spot behind your ear and down your neck, moving to leave them on your chest and tummy. Once he had left a small, soft hickey at your waistband, Luke looked up at you with blue eyes full of earnestness.

“May I?” he asked, hooking a thumb around the waistband.

You nodded, already feeling better with Luke’s electric touch. “Please do.”

Your boyfriend slid your pajama pants off, smirking when he realized you weren’t wearing any panties underneath. “Awww, already ready for me to take care of you?”

You whined, wiggling and arching your back against the sheets. You let out a cough, and Luke quickly began to hold your boobs in his hands, massaging softly. “For the cough.” he winked.

“Feels so good.” You moaned out, your voice croaking a bit.

Luke left a kiss on both of your breasts, before moving down to your bare thighs. He slowly spread them, planting a kiss on each leg, slowly starting to leave kisses against your already damp slit. You gasped as the blond slowly licked over your clit, entangling your fingers in his curls.

“Oh my god.” You whimpered, letting out a sneeze.

Your boyfriend didn’t even give you a warning before he began to eat you out. His tongue was running across your folds and clit as he tapped out a rhythm on your electric spot, making you gasp out and clench your thighs around his neck. Your walls were already beginning to clench at the sensation of Luke’s beautiful tongue in and on you and despite your sickness, you already felt close to climaxing.

“Luke, I’m close.” You whined, tugging slightly on his hair.

The blond didn’t even answer. He just kept stimulating your sensitive spots with his tongue and his fingers until you had no choice but to let go. You came on Luke’s face, to which he lifted his head with a smile, wiping his eyes and nose with the hem of his teal scrub shirt.

“You are such a good fuckin’ girl. Even when you’re sick.” he said, kissing you roughly.

You smiled, sneezing again. “Only for you…and your dick.” You giggled.

“Is that asking for my cock, baby?” Luke smirked.

You nodded sweetly, fluttering your lashes. “Please?”

“Well, as a nurse it is my job to make you comfortable so…” Luke chuckled, pulling off his shirt and tossing it to the floor.

He moved to pull a condom out of his bedside table, practically tearing his pants off and rolling the rubber onto his throbbing dick that was begging for stimulation. Luke lined himself up with your hole, looking down at you.

“Are you okay?” he asked, checking in. “Don’t wanna push you too hard since you’re sick, princess.”

“I’m fine. It’s making me feel better. Oh god, just fuck me.” You whined.

“Someone’s eager.” he chuckled.

You pulled yourself closer to Luke as he slid his tip inside of you, making you gasp out. “So fucking big.”

That must’ve fueled Luke’s ego, for he immediately slammed inside of you, bucking his hips against you. You were so wet that he didn’t even need to lube up. He just began to ride you fast and hard, moaning loudly himself. You were already so sensitive from your first orgasm that you felt close again within the first two minutes of Luke fucking you.

“Close again,” You moaned, beginning to grip his back. “Makin’ me feel good.”

Luke thrusted into you roughly, making you both yell out at the same time. Something about the way he was grinding into you was unlike anything you had felt before. Your sickness had completely disappeared from your mind. All you were thinking about now was Luke’s enormous cock inside of you and how good it felt. You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Luke speak, his voice husky.

“Do it, baby. Cum all over my dick. Cum with me on the count of three.” Luke started and then began counting.

As soon as he reached “three”, you both released, riding out your highs together as the sounds of sex filled your bedroom. Luke slowly slid out of you, panting heavily as he pulled the condom off, tying it off and throwing it in the trash can beside the bed.

“You’re such a good girl. I had a great time,” he hummed, bringing you into him as he laid down beside you. “Feeling okay?”

You nodded, snuggling into Luke’s side as you caught your breath. “You were right. Sex is the best medicine.” You giggled.

“I told you. No tricks, only treats.” Luke laughed.

You swatted his bare shoulder gently, pulling the comforter over your naked bodies. “Please, no more corny Halloween jokes.”

“But they’re funny.” he fake pouted.

“No, Luke. They’re not.” You giggled, coughing again.

“They are!”

“Are not.”

Luke rolled on top of you, leaving kisses all over your face as he began to tickle you. “You summoned the tickle monster, babe.”

You yelped out playfully, wiggling in Luke’s grasp. “Help!”

The blond left one last kiss on you, before relaxing and pulling you into him once more. “Happy Halloween, Princess Y/N. I hope you feel better.” he said sweetly, rolling to turn off the lamp.

You blushed, hiding your face in Luke’s chest. Even after two years of dating, you still got butterflies when Luke called you princess. You loved him more than anything in the world and you knew he felt the same. “Happy Halloween, Nurse Luke.” You chuckled.

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plushyluke · 7 months

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baby 👼🏼

#luke hemmings #lukecore #glassesgate #lrh #ashton irwin #afi #5sos #calum hood #cth #michael clifford #mgc #lashton blog #bottom luke blog

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inthepassengerside · 7 days

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halloween

warnings: oral (f), fingering, sir like once, dirty talk, cuddling before and after

a/n: this is old </3

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It was getting late. You had decided to go to a party closer an opposite side of the city with your friends—who were best friends with a group of boys.

It was a Halloween party, you had just dressed up as a simple angel. You had nothing in your closet as it was a last minute decision to go, and that was the only thing you could put together from previous years.

It was your third year of college, and you weren’t one to turn down a party. Even though you were upset at your friends for feeling the need to attend an hour before it begun, you still went. It was Halloween! You wanted to have fun.

So, you put on your white eyeliner and cute outfit and decided to go have a ball. You might have looked a little childish since your friends dressed, well, to be undressed, but, you hoped they could get some and have an eventful night. You weren’t looking for anything other than a good time.

As to the particular boys who were hosting this party, they were all nice. Calum was the closest to you guys, always checking up in the group chats and reaching out to invite you to these type of things.

None of the boys were dressed up, each in comfortable house attire. You thought it was very lame, not the type of energy a Halloween party should have.

Sometimes you felt forgotten, but it wasn’t anything towards your friends. You just weren’t as close to all the people they were. You got along with them well, Ashton, Michael, Calum, and Luke. You had spoken to Luke less than the others, as he was a little shy, but you knew he was a good guy.

As it was getting late, an incredibly heavy thunderstorm had begun. The people in the room lessened as bodies were leaving and you and your friends helped clean up. Nobody ever bothered to stick around for that part.

“Wow, it’s incredible outside,” Michael said as he walked to throw out some garbage he picked up.

“Oh shit! What are we going to do? We can’t drive home in this. The one time we all stayed sober, too,” Your friend let out a chuckle.

As all they all talked amongst themselves they decided it was the best to spend the night. Heat rose to your cheeks. Where were you going to sleep? You didn’t like sharing rooms or spending the night anywhere other than your bed. Thunderstorms terrified you already.

You sighed to yourself and sat down on the sofa as you finished your last spot of cleaning.

“There’s a spare bedroom upstairs. It’s a queen sized bed. There are four of you though, anyone can take the floor or we can pull out some cushions from this couch,” Ashton shrugged.

You spoke up before anyone else took the offer, “If you guys are all cool with sharing a bed I’ll just take the couch down here,”

“Are you sure? There can be enough space if anyone wants to stay in our rooms too,” Calum said.

Luke was looking at his feet. He ruffled a hand through his hair and then pulled out his phone, sitting down across from you.

“Nah, thank you, but it’s fine. I honestly prefer it,” You sent him a shy smile, to which he mirrored back.

Your eyes landed on your friends, who were each sending you apologetic looks from across the room. You also smiled their way, waving your hand, telling them not to worry about it.

Ashton sighed, “Well, it’s been a long day guys, so I’m heading up. Thank you all for coming, we’ll see you in the morning.”

Everyone agreed and said goodnight, piling up the stairs one after another, except Luke, who wandered a few steps away into his room and shut the door.

It actually felt nice, the air conditioner kept the room cool and a comforting silence.

The only thing that sucked was the clothes you had on. You were waiting for someone to offer, but you’re sure it just slipped their minds. You were wondering if you could pull off just sleeping in your costume, but the thought of your skirt riding up and one of the guys finding you on the couch exposed made you nervous. You wandered over to Luke’s room since he was the closest and knocked on his door.

It took him a minute before he opened the door, his hair matted against his forehead and his face a little red, breathing heavy which was concerning. You decided not to dwell on it and just ask before he fell asleep. It had been a solid fifteen minutes after everyone said goodnight.

“I’m so sorry, but I can’t sleep in these clothes. Do you mind if I borrow some? I swear I’ll have them back in the morning.” You rambled, biting the inside of your cheek out of nervousness. You wouldn’t feel this bad if you had talked to him on the regular, but you didn’t.

It took him a little while before he actually responded, just staring at you, “Yeah, yeah of course.”

Luke opened the door wider so you could walk in. You took the time to admire the small, but comfortable room he had as you waited for some clothes. A tiny sofa chair, guitars, and posters aligned in a corner along with other items that resembled his character.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around to see Luke, holding folded items as he extended them out to you.

“Thank you so much,” You said as you showed a small smile, “Like I said I’ll have these back tomorrow.”

He waved, “Stop, I don’t care about that. Get some sleep. There’s a bathroom along the other side of this wall for you to change.”

You glanced out the door to where he pointed and started walking towards it.

“Goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning,” You said to the blonde boy, making your way into the bathroom.

You set the clothes on top of the sink and started undressing. He had given you four items. A pair of boxers, a t-shirt, crewneck, and sweatpants. You put on the boxers and t-shirt and left the others on the sink folded next to your costume.

The thought of wearing another boy’s clothing made you blush, but you pushed the thought away just as fast as it entered your mind.

It was no doubt Luke was a very attractive man. You end up feeling upset sometimes that you’re not close with him because you want to spend more time with him. He’s also part of the reason you came to this party.

Flicking off the lights, you shut the door and made yourself comfortable on the couch. Ashton had brought you down pillows and covers as well.

You spent the next ten minutes scrolling on your phone before attempting to go to sleep.

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Flashes of white keep you unsteady for the next half hour.

The uncomfortable couch didn’t help, the whole situation made you break out in sweats. Readjusting your position for what felt like the hundredth time that night, you ended up on your back.

Thunder roared as you jolted. You sat up, you were never going to fall asleep.

Before you could shut your eyes in effort to ease your restlessness, a door squeaked open and light dimly lit the room. Your head turned, noticing Luke standing in the doorway.

“Are you ever going to fall asleep?” He asked, tone nothing but serious.

You felt so embarrassed. You figured it wouldn’t be that obvious you were tossing and turning, but the noises of the couch creaking every time you turned didn’t help, “I’m so sorry. Did I wake you?”

He rubbed his tired eyes, “What’s keeping you awake?”

“The storm, and I can’t seem to get comfortable.”

He walked towards you and reached to collect your pillows and sheets, “Come sleep in my room. There’s only one window and I have thick curtains.”

“No, no, I promise you it’s fine.”

“You’re not going to fall asleep out here. C’mon.”

You sighed, “Thank you.”

He smiled, “Don’t mention it.”

You walked into his room and he put your pillows and sheets on the recliner. Walking towards it, Luke’s eyebrows furrowed. “What are you doing?”

“Um, getting ready to sleep.”

“You’re taking the bed, don’t even think about arguing it’s too late for that.”

You shook your head. “Luke I already feel guilty about waking you up. Please let me take the chair.”

You heard fake snores. Wow, okay.

You chucked to yourself. “Thank you.” Getting into his unmade bed, you flicked off the lamp on the nightstand as you both said goodnight.

Yet the thunderstorm was only getting worse. You spent the next five minutes embracing the cold sheets before realizing you were too scared to sleep alone.

You felt so embarrassed. Back home, you were able to tell one of your girlfriends to sleep in the same bed- yet share a respectable distance.

Shivers went down your spine. You had to suck it up, just for one night.

Before you could let your thoughts wander any deeper, you felt the bed dip and a faint smell of cologne. “I can see you shiver every time there’s movement outside. Is this okay? Are you uncomfortable?” Luke was spooning you— he draped his hand over your waist, pulling you closer to him.

You could cry, really, and the last few hours emphasized feelings for this boy that you didn’t know were already there. You felt your entire body get hot, yet all tension left it at the same time. You eased into his touch, pushing your head further into the pillows which resulted to his in your neck. You swore there were tears welling in your eyes.

“Yeah, very comfortable. Thanks.” you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

He didn’t break his position. “We’re in a really intimate position right now, so I feel like there’s no other time to bring this up, but, I really want to get to know you better. I really like you,” the blonde chuckled.

“I do too, Luke. I would love to spend more time with you.”

You swore you were dreaming. You were all alone a few minutes ago, and now you’re sleeping in Luke’s bed— with him.

You felt his fingers move to your side, the digits playing and fidgeting with your exposed skin. He untucked his head from your neck, instead moving your hair over your shoulder and kissing along the space he created.

Heat immediately erupted all over your body. God, it’s been so long— too long— since you’ve been touched.

You melt into him, arching and breathing heavy. He sits up, leaving you both on your side, but to get easier access to your body.

Luke continues suckling on your neck, making noticeable marks no doubt. He nips at your ear, creating marks down your jaw. The blonde continues his suckling for a while, going back and licking at each of the marks before flipping you on your back.

You both can barely see each other, Luke flicks on the lamp next to his bed yet it’s still so dark you can only see his prominent features.

His face is flushed, lips parted and puffed, hair disheveled. So much like when you opened the door to ask for clothes an hour or two ago.

You’re sure you look similar— you feel heat course throughout your body and you’re incredibly needy for him and his touch.

He reaches forward after admiring you for a good while. “Can I take this off?” Tugging at your shirt.

“Yes.”

You practically cry out, you didn’t want to seem too touch deprived— but damn was this getting you.

He pulls up your shirt and admires your beauty. He looks like he’s starving and you’re the only meal in the room. “God help me,” he mumbles.

You chuckle, but it’s cut off quickly as he reaches down to start toying with your breasts. “Mm, such pretty tits all for me. Right? Just f’me?” You gasped, you weren’t expecting dirty talk this soon, but it was working. You were soaking your panties, you’re so sure the patch can be seen through his boxers.

“Mm, yes baby,” you moan. You were always loud in bed with each experience you’ve had. Most of the guys didn’t like it, so you tried to keep quiet this time.

Luke did the unexpected, bringing his mouth down to suck along your breast, keeping attention on the other as well. You closed your eyes, lost in bliss as he slightly nibbled your nipple. You cried out, glaring down at him just to see him already glaring up at you.

He switched, doing the same exact thing to the opposite breasts. It was going to be a long night and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t looking forward to it.

“How wet are you?” He murmurs as he glides down your body, peppering kisses until he meets the waistband of your—his—boxers.

You’re taken aback by the question, “what?”

“How wet did you get for me?” He repeated.

“Um, I want you,” you blushed.

He chuckled, “I know you do baby, but that wasn’t my question. I want you to tell me how wet you are. Can you feel it?”

“Yes, I can feel it Luke.” You want to break eye contact, but it feels impossible, the way he’s looking at you is addicting.

“Describe it to me. How does it feel?” He continues.

You moan, “I can feel it soaking my panties, Luke. It’s gushing out of me and I’m sure you’ll be able to see it through your boxers. I need it, please, I need you so bad.”

His lips part a good amount. He looks even hungrier than before, and you can tell your words tested him. The blonde wasn’t expecting you to be so— descriptive.

“Fucking christ, well let’s see then?” He sits back on his knees as you arch up for him, wanting him to see that you want him to see.

You were right, you’re absolutely soaked through and the wet patch is even bigger than you both expected. Luke sighed heavily.

“Looks like you’re right peach. Fucking drenched. You’re incredible.” You gave him innocent eyes when you looked up at him.

Boldness hit you. You wanted to say something, but debated saying it because you didn’t know if he would be into it or not. Taking a chance, you reply,

“Are you going to clean up my mess, sir?”

What were once oceanic blue orbs turned to navy, all you could sense was lust. Luke wasted no time. Ripping off his boxers and your panties in one go.

He lay flat on his stomach before diving right into your core. You slammed the palm of your hand onto your mouth, moaning right into it.

Right away, he rips your hand off your mouth and puts it into his hair. You tug at his locks. The strokes if his tongue were going back and forth between your entrance and clit. You glanced down at him and it was the biggest mistake, his glare towards you was enough to make your head fall right back to where it was on the pillow as your eyes rolled back.

He sucks your sensitive nub into his mouth, and it’s impossible to not hear the slurping. You’ve never felt pleasure like this before, in fact, you think this is the first time someones ever gone down on you. You bite your lip to surprise your moans, but it barely works.

Luke switches up, his mouth going down to push into and lap up at your core, cleaning up all the arousal that’s pooling out of you. He brings his fingers into the mix, thumbing at your clit and rubbing circles so roughly.

He continues his assault on your pussy in the most euphoric way. He sits up, his fingers still pumping inside of you.

“Baby, thinking about all the things Im going to do to you when you’re mine.. G’nna fuck this tight little pussy so good, so hard..”

You groan, “Please baby. Tell me how, tell me.”

“Mmm. Fuck you messy n’ tired. Take you from behind, slowly, and feel you up, kissin down your back. Or I’ll have you so good that you cum so much it hurts, but you still ask for more.”

He puts his mouth back on you and you cum right then and there. It’s such bliss you don’t understand how someone could ever make you feel like this. Flashes of white flash behind your eyes and you can’t tell if it’s lightning filling the room or just your aftershocks of the orgasm.

Luke is still going, lapping up your cum that leaks out of you. You’re hand that’s raked in his hair starts tugging, telling him to stop. He pulls back, coming up immediately to kiss you.

“That was incredible, thank you. I’ve never felt that before,” you compliment. He gives you a lazy smile.

You notice his erection against your leg as you sit up. “Let me take care of you?”

“Mmm, we both need sleep love. In the morning? Wake me up with it.” He smirks. Your face heats up again.

The boy pulls his shirt back over you, turning off the lamp and tucks you both into your covers.

Before you fall into a deep and comfortable sleep as Luke is rubbing your back, you think of what has just happened and smile to yourself. This event will play back in your head forever, and you can’t help but hope everything that’s happened with Luke will continue to evolve.

You hear and feel his quiet breathes, and you realize you’re not sure if you can ever sleep without him during thunderstorms again.

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delimeful · 3 months

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carry them home (7)

warnings: illness, arguing, mentioned unwilling disordered eating, stressful situations, threats

It was good that Vee was so light, because Janus found himself carrying the changeling all the way back.

At first, he’d thought that perhaps the episode was less severe, since it hadn’t involved the gut-wrenching shrieks that he’d witnessed before, but the theory had fallen flat as the minutes dragged on. Back then, Vee had at least been coherent, talking and standing on his own shortly after the vision had run its course.

Whatever Vee was Seeing this time, it was taking far more out of him.

By the time Janus returned to the campsite, the soothsayer had fallen into a dazed, unresponsive state, staring right through Janus with that strange oil-spill substance still spilling from his eyes.

The other children didn’t react well.

“Put him down this instant!” Ro commanded furiously, the air warping with the force of the heat he was emitting.

Apparently, Vee hadn’t even deigned to inform them of his plan before gallivanting off with their pet hostage. Janus wished he had enough time to be properly annoyed about that little detail, but he sincerely doubted that they’d truly lost the Iron Guard. They could be relentless when they knew they’d caught the scent of a fae, and there were more ways than one to track quarry.

Especially when that quarry kept dripping an easily-followed trail of black ichor.

“The Guard is coming,” he replied, crouching low enough that he could convince his oath that he’d moved Vee down, and thus technically followed the order. “We have to move, or we’ll all be caught. Can Logan walk?”

“Wow! That’s awfully convenient,” Remus chimed in as he advanced, smiling with far too many teeth. “Lemme guess, you’ve got a place for us to head, too? Too bad you brought back our soothsayer all dazed and confused so he can’t check and see if it’s a trap or not.”

Janus resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. The two of them may have looked extremely similar, but they wore their anger in very different ways. Very inconvenient ways, since it would make it that much harder to convince the both of them with words alone. Patton wasn’t even present, probably busy watching over Logan if his condition really was as bad as Vee’s vision had foretold.

“What did you do to him?” Ro half-shouted, staring at Vee with blatant horror. His fists were clenching and unclenching at his sides, but he didn’t get closer, didn’t try to touch Vee or snap him out of his distant-eyed state. Was he afraid to get too close to Janus, or just to anyone?

“He took me to the town to get medicine,” Janus explained shortly, attempting for a moment to tug one of the packets from Vee’s grip to no avail. “We ran into a Guardsman on the way out, and Vee had an episode right in front of him, so they’re no doubt in pursuit. I am under oath to be honest about movements of the Iron Guard and other dangers to you all, and even more vitally, I will face the same danger as you if I’m caught aiding a gaggle of especially undersized fair folk, so can we move past the suspicion in time to make it out of this alive, please.”

Ro was bristling, sparks spiraling off of his skin, but Remus had stalked close enough to squash Vee’s face between his hands, and whatever he noticed there seemed to convince him of something.

“Specs can’t walk,” he said bluntly, ignoring the startled-offended crackle from Ro. “Lean forward, and I’ll take you to him.”

Ro was the one holding the blood oath’s leash, but Janus didn’t have any interest in forcing their hands. He bowed his head and leaned in, ignoring every shrieking instinct that told him to duck away as small, dusty hands planted themselves on either side of his forehead, fingers pressing against his temples firmly enough to make his skull ache.

The discomfort was almost enough to obscure the prickling sensation of something small and gritty being smeared against his skin. He jerked back slightly, and Remus released him, smiling that shark grin again.

“If you betray us, I’ll push a bunch of spores into your brain matter and grow zombie mushrooms out of your skeleton while you’re still alive,” he informed Janus, looking all too thrilled at the prospect.

Janus stared at the kid for a moment, trying and failing to find the appropriate emotional response to this information. “Wonderful. So be it. Are you satisfied? Can we escape a horrible, painful fate now, or would you like to sit here and add more restraints to the only human helping you on this entire continent?”

Remus cackled a little, something unrepentant and near-manic in his gaze. “Someone’s feeling bitchy!”

Janus couldn’t help the face he pulled at that, but neither twin reprimanded him for it, or for rising back to his feet with Vee still safely in his arms.

The sparse camp was already packed up, and they ducked further into the thick brush until a small, thorn-protected space amidst the trees revealed itself.

“Guys! You’re okay!” Patton was inside, and even his clear relief at seeing Vee and the twins unharmed couldn’t hide the way worry still hid in the wrinkles of his forehead.

At his side, Logan lay on his back, wings spread out on either side of him, his breathing heavy and strained. There was the damp shine of sweat on his skin, a raspy quality to each exhale, and despite the rustle of their arrival, he didn’t even twitch. He was in no state to go anywhere.

Janus swore mentally, and knelt to try and set Vee down on his feet, praying that the kid at least had the presence of mind to stay upright.

Vee kept his feet for about ten seconds after Janus let go, and then he was wavering to one side and his legs were crumpling beneath him, and Janus hissed out a swear as he caught the kid’s bony shoulders before he could topple completely.

“Language!” Patton said, but it was half hearted at best, and not a direct command anyhow, so Janus didn’t pay the comment any attention.

He glanced over the lot of them, and knew that there was no way any of the three would be able to haul even one of the two unconscious members without being slowed down far too much.

“Are you going to say we should leave one of them behind?” Remus asked, neck cracking uncannily as he tilted his head at a discomfiting angle. He hadn’t stopped staring at Janus with wide eyes and rigid posture, like a hunting dog straining at the end of a leash. “Are you going to try and make us choose?”

“If you would stop putting words with horrifying implications in my mouth, I would appreciate it oh-so much,” Janus replied, sharper than he should have. He inhaled, closing his eyes briefly, and then shed his coat and wrapped it loosely around Vee’s shoulders. “Help me get him onto my back.”

Remus narrowed his eyes slightly without losing the smile, like he was thinking of refusing just to be contrary, and it was Patton who stepped forward and took Vee’s weight while Janus turned around and crouched.

With a little maneuvering, they managed to get Vee propped up on Janus’s back, and he tied the arms and ends of his coat around his front, creating a sort of makeshift sling. It wasn’t exactly comfortable, but Vee remained solidly in place even when Janus took a few testing steps and turns, so it would have to be good enough.

“Alright, pick up whatever you’re not leaving behind,” he instructed, and carefully slid a shoulder under Logan’s shoulders, pushing him up into a sitting position so he could carefully fold his wing closed.

Patton, who apparently traveled light, hovered anxiously for a moment before ducking forward to mirror the action on Logan’s other side. “You’ll be careful with him, right? He may be birdlike, but that doesn’t mean he’s untweetable, okay? We won’t give up, right?”

“I certainly wouldn’t be going to all this trouble if I meant to give up,” Janus told him, keeping his voice as soft as he could manage in the face of the kid’s obvious distress. “Vee got the medicine for him. All we need is a safe place to administer it, and the quicker we move, the faster we can make that happen.”

Patton nodded, those strange square pupils locked on his friend’s limp form. “Okay. Okay, got it.”

Logan’s expression pinched slightly as Janus wrapped an arm under his shoulders and wings, with the other looping around his knees, but he didn’t wake from the jostling. Probably for the best, seeing as Janus wasn’t the most reassuring face for him to see at the moment.

Janus braced as he moved to stand, only to find that Logan was startlingly light for his size. Hollow bones, possibly? He breathed a quiet sigh of relief as he hefted the kid fully into his arms, the task ahead feeling slightly less daunting.

There was a foreboding weakness in his arms, the result of too many skipped meals, but tucking Logan closer to his chest took some of the strain off, and Janus forced his mind away from it. No use in dwelling when there was nothing to be done.

“We’ve got to go. The town was south, so our heading should be any direction other than that. I’d advise sticking close to— no, wait, running water. I’d advise we head away from the river as well, so we don’t get pinned. Other than that, stealth is our best advantage.” He turned to face the three kids that were still on their feet. “Does anyone know how to cover tracks?”

A moment of silence, and then Ro hesitantly held up a flickering hand. “I could start a fire?”

Janus considered it, despite Patton’s unhappy expression at the idea. “Too risky. A single wrong turn, and we’d be in just as much danger.”

That, and he doubted Ro had the control necessary to keep the fire spreading into something catastrophic. The less people they had out for their blood, the better.

“It’s alright,” he said instead. “As long as we move fast and keep moving, it won’t matter if they can find our trail. I imagine Logan will be able to cast something to disguise it once he’s recovered.”

There were the right words. A little of their unease faded, and Janus turned and started off.

“Hey, wait!” Ro called, and Remus appeared at his side between one blink and the next. “Where are we going?”

“Away,” Janus emphasized, and then nodded at the forest ahead. “I can barely see past Logan, let alone pull out or read a map. I’ve given you all my advice, you’re the ones who should lead.”

He tried not to think about what the spores along his temples might do if the Guard caught them, if it seemed for even a moment that he’d betrayed them. No use dwelling, no use dwelling.

Remus was still watching him like a puzzle that needed to be figured out, but Ro had brightened at being put in charge of a task, and Janus followed in his heated-air wake, trying to keep his focus on the here and now.

Logan shifted slightly in his arms, turning his face against Janus’s torso as though attempting to hide from the sunlight. He made a small, raspy chirping sound before settling again, feathery ears at a less harsh angle than before.

He’d outmaneuvered the Guard before, and that was with only his life on the line. With his current burden, there was no other acceptable option than to repeat the feat.

No matter the cost.

#sanders sides fic #ts janus #ts virgil #ts roman #ts remus #ts logan #ts patton #cth #carry them home #my writing #writing

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hideitaway · 6 months

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staying in the dream you’re in

#haven’t made a moodboard in a really long while but I made one yesterday so yay me!!#first time making a cake moodboard and I find it adorable bcs look at them both dressed in blue and the yellow behind them #I just had to #also the pic on bottom right is from my backyard lol #luke #calum #5sos #moodboard #5sos moodboard #luke hemmings #my moodboards #calum hood #cake #cth #lrh

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honeyedlashton · 8 months

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It’s the same energy as the “I’m just the dirty old drummer” bit

#where’s swan for this one #the way Luke GRABBED the phone gave me a heart attack #also fucking Calum and those damn glasses #I feel like I’m looking at my parents #luke hemmings #lrh #ashton irwin #calum hood #cth #lashton #otp: i’m fond of you #afi #5sos

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mgcalum · 25 days

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OMG CALUM HOOD HI!!! (x)

#he's alive and he's so happy :')#calum hood #cth #5sos #5 seconds of summer

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sinning5sos · 8 months

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Coworkers pt. 3

Requested: Yessir!!! Wait can I request a part three when Calum fucks the reader from behind on the couch (or like leaning against the back of it) 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 please

Word Count: ~1,900

Smut: couch fucking: sweet slow morning sex, rough doggy

Part one | Part two

You woke up, your muscles stiff as you stifled a yawn. You took a second to remember exactly what happened last night, and as flashbacks hit of Calum eating you out then fucking you from the side, a blush nearly crept onto your cheeks again.

You arched your back and stretched your arms out in front of you. You attempted to keep your movements minimal, but Calum still stirred behind you.

“Morning princess,” He mumbled, his morning voice even sexier than his normal, and you turned as best as you could on the couch to face him. He nudged his nose against yours, and you admired his sleepy features. “I remember why I enjoy my bed so much,”

“Good thing the sheets are in the dryer then,” You whispered, and kissed his cheek. He had a slight stubble forming, and you brought your hand up to his jaw and stroked it lightly.

“Are we going to use them again later? Should I just get a waterproof cover?” He asked, and you giggled as he finally kissed you.

“More fun my way,” You replied, and he chuckled.

“You were stretching earlier, right Princess?” He asked and you nodded, “Your muscles a little sore?”

You nodded again, wondering what he was getting at. Whatever it was, your pussy clenched at the idea of anything similar to the night before.

“Good, that means we fucked well enough, but I’m not done with you yet.” He murmured, kissing you once again. He pressed deeply into the kiss, his arms wrapping around your body and they brought you closer to him. You were pressed firmly against his body, your arms creeping out between the two of you to wrap around him. His body was so strong, you couldn’t help but feel him up.

He noticed, and chuckled slightly as he pulled back, his lips pressing against the corner of your mouth, then the side of your jaw, then the side of your neck. He trailed kisses down to your jaw, his mouth dipping down to your chest and you knew it was a good idea for you two to sleep naked last night.

He shimmied himself down the couch a little, his eyes looking up toward yours with a devious smile on his face. His lips latched onto your nipple, sucking on it harshly and you whimpered a bit and closed your eyes. He helped guide you so you were now laying on your back, and he was once again between your legs.

“You know, this is such a pretty picture.” You said, and he chuckled as he wrapped an arm around each of your thighs, and pulled you down to him. You couldn’t help the laugh that escaped your lips, thankful that as serious as the two of you were to fuck, you were able to still have fun.

“Go ahead and take a picture then. Savor it, but trust me, any chance I get Princess, I’m going to be right here, tasting your sweet pussy and getting your juices all over me.” He murmured, before kissing right above your clit. He wasted no time in starting to eat you out, his vulgar words replaying in your head. You took him up on his offer and grabbed your phone off the coffee table, and snapped a picture. You admired the way his curls bobbed as his head moved against you, his arms wrapped tightly around your thighs to keep you from moving. You set your phone back down, your body jolting as you felt his tongue dip inside of you and he pushed his nose against your clit.

“Fuck,” You moaned out, and you loved that you could still see the smile on his lips as he was buried between your thighs, “That’s new. I like that.”

He pressed his tongue flat against you, moving his head up and down and your body jolted each time he passed over your clit. You felt your orgasm approaching quickly. Calums’ hand moved from its grip on your thigh to his mouth and he sucked on his forefingers before pushing them inside of you. You moaned loudly, his fingers now fucking you as he continued to eat you out.

“I’m going to cum,” You breathed out. He laid his tongue flat against you again, moving his head up and down as his fingers moved in and out. You lifted your hips up, his face moving with you as your orgasm crashed over you, your thighs shaking as you threw your head back. You caught your breath as Calum continued to lick up your juices, each little swipe of your clit making you nearly cum again.

It was hot, watching him as he wiped the back of his hand against his mouth, and he sat up.

“Can I fuck you now?” He murmured, his cock fully hard as he knelt between your legs. You nodded, and he pushed off the couch and found his wallet in his jacket. He pulled out a condom, grinning victoriously at you as he moved between your legs again. He had one foot on the ground, the other on the couch as he got into position. He gave no warning as he pushed into you, a moan falling from your lips as well as his.

“Fuck, you feel so good on my cock,” He groaned. He pulled out slightly then pushed right back inside of you, your body already adjusting to him. He started testing out a rhythm, and you knew that you were already nearing your second orgasm.

“I wonder how many times I can make you cum on this couch,” He murmured. He bent down, his lips catching yours as he continued to thrust into you. He moved slowly, nearly gently, a change up from last night. You wrapped your hands into his curls, tugging them harshly and he whimpered against your lips.

“So fucking hot for me,” You whispered against him, and he moved his lips down to your neck. You knew with how much he had been moving against your throat that you would have marks later you’d have to cover with makeup, or wear proudly into the office on Monday.

“Fuck Princess,” He moaned, and you smirked as you had him where you wanted. Your next orgasm was approaching, you lost count of how many total since you left the bar with Calum last night, and you hooked your leg around his to keep steady, “Gonna cum for me again?”

You could barely nod as your thighs clenched, your hips lifting up again to meet him then your body fell back onto the couch.

“Cal,” You breathed out, barely any energy left and frowned, “I didn’t mean to cum so quick, that’s not fair for you.”

“Darling, my sole priority right now is getting you to cum as many times as possible.” He breathed out, bending down to kiss you again. The kiss was soft, especially compared to his earlier kisses this morning, and he pulled back with a small smile on his face.

“Come here baby, I have an idea. You trust me?” He murmured, his lips trailing kisses up your body again, going in reverse from earlier. You nodded, and he helped guide you over to the end of the couch. He had you bend over the end, your ass in the air and you turned your head against your shoulder to watch him. He leaned down, his tongue licking up and you moaned at the feeling. He slapped your ass once, before kneeling behind you and lining his cock up. He pushed in, a moan falling from his lips as he his head fell back. His jaw was so defined, you took a mental picture of this man fucking you from behind. He looked back down, his hand coming to wind itself in your hair and he tugged lightly.

You moaned out, your arms wavering slightly as you attempted to stay propped up, but your energy was not there. Between fucking in the car last night, fucking in his bed and now, you were completely spent.

“It’s okay baby, arch your back for me,” He murmured, and you giggled quietly as you did what he said. You pushed your front down, allowing yourself to get comfortable against the couch and you were in complete adoration at this man and the way he enjoyed putting you first.

You loved the rhythmic grunts, the sound of his skin slapping up against yours and without fail, you were near another orgasm. You closed your eyes, focusing on the sounds instead of the feelings. His moans sounded so lovely, so deep and you knew you wanted to hear them extremely often.

“I’m close baby, you ready to cum?” He muttered. You were thankful, close to the edge and you wanted him to cum with you.

“God, I’m so close, yes Calum.” You breathed out, and he chuckled slightly as his thrusts became deeper and harder, his thighs slapping against yours with each thrust.

“Cum for me again,” He moaned, and you let yourself go as your orgasm rocked through your body. Calums hands gripped your hips, helping you keep your balance as he came as well. His fingers dug into your skin, it felt as if he left a groove from the past few times. You caught your breath, giving your muscles a chance to relax as he pulled out from behind you.

“God you are so fucking hot.” He murmured, and you smiled against the couch cushion. It took a lot of energy to look behind you as he cleaned himself up and threw the condom away, let alone for you to push yourself up. He helped you slightly, reaching forward to grab your hands and kissed the small of your back.

“I enjoyed all of that,” You whispered, turning against the couch to face him, and he smiled then kissed you once again, “Now let’s get breakfast and talk? While I love just using you as my slut, I want to know you.”

He chuckled at the name, before moving to grab his phone, and tugged you closer against him now sitting on the couch.

“I’m an open book for you darling, but I agree on the breakfast part first.” He said, and you smiled as you lazily kissed his shoulder, then leaned your head against him, “Especially with how much you’ve come. I mean.. It’s a good thing I have a washer in my house.” He teased.

You rolled your eyes, but the blush still crept across your cheeks. “Fine, breakfast is on me then.”

“Baby, I’m teasing. Do you know how fucking hot that is? It’s really like a medal or some shit. Some men can barely get women to cum, but I helped you squirt. Intense and insane.” He said, nudging his nose against the side of your head.

“Can we do this often?” He asked. A serious look crept onto his face, though he tried to disguise it, “You’ve been a lot of fun, literally, but I think we could also get to know each other well. It’d help, having a friend in the new place.”

“Friend with benefits maybe,” You replied, kissing him once again.

“Well obviously, no one else will be as good of a fuck as you.”

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