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Touching and Surprises (Jc Caylen)
Warning: Some sexual content
Jc take me into his bedroom. The house is pitch black and our footsteps are the only sounds being made. My legs are wrapped around his waist and he is supporting my weight by keeping his arm under my bum.
With his free arm, Jc closes the door and he pushes me against it. “Jc,” I whisper. “Don’t be so loud. Aren’t the rest of the guys asleep?”
“Yeah,” he answers. I can feel his warm breath on me. “But nothing will wake them up. Trust me.”
I can see a faint smile on his face from the light of his lava lamp. His eyes are pitch black in this lighting, but a reflection bounces of his chubby cheeks.
His breath gets warmer and warmer until his lips touch mine again. Out mouths move in sync as our hands play with each other’s hair. Jc doesn’t need his arm under me now that I’m supported by the wall.
Then Jc decides to move us to the bed. As soon as he sets me down, his fingers find the hem of my t-shirt and he starts to pull it up. I’m a little caught off guard, and my hands quickly reach his to make him stop. “Wait,” I warn.
He doesn’t keep trying to move forward. He stops as I say. “I’m sorry. Did I… do something? Am I going to far? I’m sorry. I thought you wanted to-”
“No, no. It’s not that.” I stutter. This is not easy to say. I haven’t explained this to anyone. “It’s just that…” I have to pause to take a deep breath. “I’m not the most skinniest girl.”
I can see Jc smile again. “Is that what you’re worried about?” He moves his face closer to mine and this time I can see a small glisten in his eyes. “(Y/N), you have nothing to be insecure about. You have the perfect body. You may not have the tightest stomach ever, but that’s not what I look for in a girl. If anything, I like a girl with a little meat on her bones. There’s more for me to love. You are just you, and that’s what I love. I love every part of your body. You are beautiful to me.”
An unwanted tear rolls down my cheek. Then a smile forms. “You really mean that?” I have to ask him.
“I really do,” he confirms.
That’s when I pull Jc closer to me. I go for his shirt and I take it off of him. He knows that I’m okay with this now. I trust him. I didn’t think I did earlier, but I know now.
Jc follows my lead and I let him remove my shirt this time. I can feel the fresh air on my torso. I am now exposed. Jc moves his body forward, forcing me to lay on the bed. Hid hands are around my waist and he kisses me. Then he moves his lips to my neck. From my neck he goes to my chest. His kisses feel warm and they make my body tingle. Then he moves to my stomach, where he gives me small kisses all over. Jc is trying to comfort me as much as possible, and it’s working. I don’t feel so insecure about my body anymore.
Jc goes lower and lower until he reaches the top of my jeans. He slowly starts to undo the button.
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This room is a hundred times hotter than it was a few minutes ago. All of our clothes are on the floor, and we are on the bed. My heart is racing. I’ve never been this close with Jc.
Jc is pushing faster and faster when the bed suddenly starts to shake more than it should. Then I feel it cave in and the bed hits the floor with a loud thud. “Oh my god,” I try to say in a low voice.
Jc stops looks at me. “Did we just break the bed?” He is chuckling.
“Jc, we broke the bed!” I repeat. I can’t believe this just happened.
“I guess I was just having too much fun,” he jokes.
I appreciate his sense of humor, but this is bad. “Jc, we broke it.”
“Yeah, I know. But-”
That’s when we hear the lock on the door turn and it opens. I can’t tell who it it. “Jc, what was that?” Then he turns on the light. “It woke me up and-” he stops when he sees that we are naked on the bed. I recognize that it’s Kian. “Oh…” He starts to laugh. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” He darts his eyes away and covers his face.
Jc rolls off of me and my first instinct is to cover myself with the blanket. I can feel my face turning bright red.
“Kian! Get out!” Jc shouts at him. He even throws at pillow at him.
Kian manages to dodge it and then says, “Wait wait!” He looks back at us now that our bodies are covered. “Did you guys break the bed?!”
“I said get out!!” He throws another pillow.
Kian doesn’t move this time, instead he just blocks it. “Okay okay! I’ll leave you two to finish what you started and apparently have to finish. Just don’t break the floor. I’m going to try to go back to sleep.” He leaves the room, still laughing.
I turn to Jc. He bursts out in laughter and I can’t help but do the same. “I can’t believe that just happened!” I tell him.
“So? This just shows that I’m the man of the house now.”
“Jc!” I hit his arm.
“Okay okay. I know. I should have locked the door. I just didn’t think we were going to wake anyone up, let alone break the bed.”
All this happened and I’m trying to calm down. I lay my head back on the bed and look up at the ceiling. “So, what do we do now.”
“Well,” Jc begins as I feel his arm snake around my waist. “We have to finish what we started.” And before I know it, his lips are around mine again.
I hope you guys like this serious/funny imagine. I just really wanted to make one where (Y/N) doesn’t have the perfect body like how it’s portrayed in the movies. I wanted to be a little realistic here. Stay beautiful :)
Sex life with Michael would involve (nsfw):
*claps hands together* “perfect now hold that position, i saw this in a porn once”
a lot of slow thrusting from the back while he runs his hand up your spine and softly exhales your name
“can i play gta while you do this?”
hot open mouth kisses all down your jaw and neck, dragging his lips across your skin
when things get really intense he starts whispering in your ear over and over through his teeth “right there right there right there”
“god… damn”
snorts through his nose and blinks like he’s an idiot because he missed the entrance
half asleep sex where he simply yawns, rolls over, slides his sweatpants down slightly, and lifts your leg to fuck you on your side lazily
lots and lots of amazing faces like hanging his mouth open and scrunching his eyebrows together and screwing his eyes shut because they’re watering so much and he’s so damn expressive
he grips onto the bed frame an exposes his torso and his armpits to you so you can drag your hands down his body when he picks up speed
blowing raspberries into your belly and giggling because he has no clue how to be purposefully sexy and goes for that instead
“i love you..i love you…i luh..love you you’re so beautiful i love you, fuck, i love you”
“I’m kinda squishy is that okay?”
so much quivering / desperate hands / soft whines / stuttering / and “please please please”
making fun of the situation and moaning “OH YEAH BABY OHHHH YEEEAHHH FUCKMEFUCKME AH AH AH”
biting his own lip and kneading your ass when you bounce on top, giving it little smacks
him wanting you to wear knee high socks and saying he’ll wear them too if you want
“it’s not small..it’s just cold.”
kissing *breath* kissing *breath* kissing
“I can tell you right now i don’t care if you didn’t shave, I don’t care what you think about your thighs, i don’t care if you’re wearing granny panties. I want all of you, the way you are, come here.”
fucking in many public bathrooms because you’re a teasing him in public
his hair frizzing up everywhere and you lovingly taming it
lots and lots of attention to the boobies and nipples
a lot of nuzzling into your neck and belly and arm and tickling you with his hair and his fingers
worshiping your thighs
watching the simpsons while humping you and laughing at the show
“mmm im gonna cum princess”
having to hold on to you for a good 10 minutes after he finishes to calm down
making “beep boop bloop” noises while poking your bare body until he finally just passes out with his cheek smushed against your boob
Luke / Calum / Ashton
Sex life with Luke would involve (nsfw):
“okay so we’re uh, we’re gonna have to do it on the floor because m-my mum might hear the bed squeaking sss so”
the whole soft dreamy atmosphere, his gentle hands, sleepy eyes, sheepish smile, slow moving lips, slow moving hips
“shhh princess shhhh, suck my fingers and stay quiet”
grinding and circling your hips on him while you wear nothing but his unbuttoned flannel and his snapback, taking his hand and leading it down your stomach so he nervously starts talking about math formulas
thrusting hard and hearing you cry out, only to pull out and ram into you again so you squeak and he hangs his head back at the sound
“wait baby you have an eyelash on your cheek”
lots of sex in which he sits up while you ride him and holds on to your body, mouthing over your nipples and wanting you to pull his hair
him giggling about how cute your butt is and giving them small shy smacks, each smack giving him more courage to slap harder and harder as you whine and raise it up for him
him holding his hands behind his head and exposing his armpits when you top, so focused on you with it send chills down your spine and he softly smirks when you shiver
“mmm you’re so fucking sexy, so fucking sexy…” he growls
making the stupid “:D” face at you when you’re in the middle of moaning, pausing you and you push his face with your hand
beckoning fingers……mouthing “come to me”
“i don’t have fat stacks but can i fuck you with a few one dollar bills on your ass?”
making sure you can see him sliding in and out of you while you’re on your back, staring down his torso and his antler necklace dangling from his neck
mumbling about how fucking beautiful you are against your throat while he rubs you down there in a circular motion and you hang on to his flexing arm
him saying being vanilla isn’t such a bad thing, it just means he’s sweet, as you lick up his length and look up at him
“you look cold are you cold? can i get you soup and a blankie?”
so much sleepy eye contact as he takes you from behind but holds your up so your back is against his chest and his hand is holding your jaw
“i don’t have abs or whatever..but can you maybe still feel down my body as we do it?”
pulling his lower pierced lip in between your teeth while you jerk him off and his eyes are dead set on yours
moans so deep and gravelly, quickly heightening to little whimpers and pleads and tears nearly falling down his cheeks
lots of mouth farting for no reason? its just out of nerves..and he’s luke
also a lot of seriousness and even taking anger out during sex from how much he keeps it in all the time, therefore a lot of pounding
“i’ll show you how fucking shy i am, bend over”
sucking hickeys into his shoulders and digging your nails into them
somehow blood gets drawn from his lip from all the biting and gnawing
“im in love with you..holy shit im in love with you baby”
he forgets to take his socks off literally every time
“open your mouth angel, i’m gonna cum”
making this tall cocky little shit have trouble walking on stage the next night because he’s so sore, making him fall to his knees
not letting you sleep afterward because he wont stop crawling on top of you and singing show tunes about how he just got laid in your ear
Michael / Calum / Ashton
“i said i hate you, hemmings.”
“really?
cause that’s not what i heard. in fact, i heard you wanna fuck me.”
boxer!luke sprawled out on your tiny bed, shirt off and sweatpants sitting low on his hips and you’re sitting over him, fingertips gingerly counting the blue and purples hues showing up across his skin, the cut along his eyebrow, the pinkish stain of blood along the curve of his bottom lip and your warm breath fans across his cheeks as you sigh deep, a sound he knows all too well as ‘i wish you didn’t have to keep doing this’ without you having to say it out loud and his tired hands grip at your hips under the old white tank of his you’re wearing, his lips curving into a smirk as he attempts to distract you from the bruise along his ribcage, “Y'know, the other guy? Didn’t last the whole fight…” and you don’t want to but you smirk back, teeth dragging across your bottom lip, and his calloused hands grip harder at your hips, pulling you a little rougher against him so you can feel through his sweatpants the effect your skin on his is having, “Few rounds left in me yet.” and you arch an eyebrow, hands resting against his chest as you lean down and grin, “You wanna go a couple of rounds with me, huh?” and he growls low in his throat, his head nodding furiously as your lips take up residence against the dip in his collarbone
could you do a "post sex with michael would include"?
allison and dana helped me out here
But Post Sex With Michael Would Include:
snoring
him falling asleep after he pulls out
“baaaaaby I’m tired”
cuddles
him using your boobs as a pillow
squeezing your boobs and humming happily to himself
moRE SNORing
pulling out a thing of oreos and eating them in bed
you yelling at him for oreo crumbs
waking you up at 3 am for round two
him wrappings his arms around you and pulling you flush against him
him giggling in your ear “babe, we’re naked”
high fives because awesome sex
high fives because sex
him kissing you before he goes to sleep
soft, tired kissed
his hot breath on your neck as he catches his breath
did I mention S N O R I N G
post sex binge watching friends
hot and sweaty skin
his fingertips on your skin and causing goosebumps
“I’m so fucking happy I have you”
“the sex is a bonus too”
him facetiming calum while you hide under the covers
“no calum you CAN’T SEE HER NAKED”
“but you can see me naked if you wanna”
asking if y’all can go get a burger
going to get a burger in nothing but sweats and sex hair
sleepy cuddles
sweaty cuddles
“I love you” cuddles
“we just had sex” cuddles
him sneaking in a boob grab before he rolls over and falls asleep
you cheekily pinching his butt and he says “baby, paws off the goods”
queen playing in the background
mumbling “I love you” before falling asleep
Ashton + Luke + Calum
post sex michael would be the best thing in the world tbh his chest would have a thin film of sweat on it while it rose and fell with every heavy breath, his adam’s apple bobbing as he talked in a soothing but hoarse voice, and his hair would be pushed back on his forehead as your hands played with it and his arm would be around your shoulders as he drew circles on your bare skin
(Request) Dating/living with Michael:
“Michael you can’t play your Xbox all day"
“No we can’t have pizza again"
Wearing his sweatshirts
Mario kart
Ignoring the winner after playing Mario kart
Lots of "Luke did this” and “Luke did that"
Playing you new songs when he shouldn't
Tummy kisses (both you giving and receiving them)
Video game shopping
Pranks
Hiding Daniel as payback
Lots of hair dye stained pillow cases
Not knowing how to make you feel better when you’re upset so he calls Ashton for help
Convincing you to dye your hair the same colour as him
New-hair-colour selfies
"Michael those are my jeans"
Stealing his over-sized band shirts
Sleeping in his shirts and shorts
Inappropriate jokes around parents
Laughing at inappropriate times together
Inside jokes
"Babe have you seen my Nintendo ds charger"
"Want to have a Pokemon battle?"
"You suck at league"
Him making fun of Luke
All time low singalongs
Teaching you how to play his songs
Singing while he does things
Him trying to help around the house but not knowing how stuff works or what to use on what surface
Letting him get louder when he gets excited things when he’s talking
"Michael you didn’t change the roll in the bathroom again!!"
"Michael why is there blue hair dye on my white beach towel?"
Behind hugs
Getting a say in new tattoos
Getting to watch him get a new tattoo
Buying him new bars for his eyebrow piercing
Boxer Luke Au
You cheered when your boyfriend was announced in the ring. You watched as they both put up their hands and got ready. Luke’s opponent got a couple hits in, but Luke fought back relentlessly. Within two minutes Luke had knocked him out and was ready for the next round. There was something satisfying about watching your boyfriend knock out other guys. You watched in awe throughout the rounds as Luke was undefeated. In the last round he started getting a little tired and took a few punches he could’ve easily avoided. The punches brought him back to the fight and he got back into it. He did his famous move and knocked the guy out effortlessly. Everyone started piling out of the room as Luke made his way to you. “Look at my undefeated champion” you said making Luke blush. “Thanks” he mumbled in response not used to compliments. You noticed a black eye starting to form and sighed. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.” Luke would never admit it, but that was his favorite part about boxing, you taking care of him. Once the two of you got home you lead Luke to the bathroom where the first aid kit was. You put some medication on his busted lip which made him flinch slightly. “Sorry” you gave him a sympathetic smile. He had a slight cut on his cheek so you got some spray that was supposed to help. Luke flinched again and cursed under his breath at the pain. “You can handle being beaten up but you can’t handle medicine” you said with a slight smirk to try and get him to at least smile. He smiled weakly and laughed a little “yea you’re right.” “Well luckily for you we’re done.” “Yay!” Luke cheered playfully. Luke went and sat on the couch while you got an ice pack and handed it to him. “Thanks, babe.” He said grateful that you cared so much. You sat down next to Luke and he made a pouty face. “What?” You asked confused “cuddle with me?” He asked innocently and poked out his lip knowing it would make you feel bad. Not that you would ever turn down his cuddles anyway. You rolled your eyes playfully and scooted closer. Luke put his arm around you and you laid your head on his chest. Luke kissed your head and sighed contently with you in his arms.
Married life with michael would be
- “now that we’re married we have to make out more cause we’re married like officially married, together forever, mARRIED BABE MARRIED” - he would so get a tattooed wedding ring (he’d probably convince you to do it as well) - when he asks if you want to go out somewhere he’s still as shy as when he asked you out for the first time - buying an apartment and then going to ikea and completely maxing your cards on fucking meatballs not even furniture - mikey making sure that everyone who comes into the apartment sees your wedding pictures cause he’s still so exited - constantly writing songs for you - him writing a song about everything that happened on your wedding day - getting matching tattoos - “hey babe are we gonna have kids?” “no mikey lets just get a cat and dog” “fuck you read my mind I love you so much” - him telling you at least 300 times a day that he loves you so much - he’d really make sex last cause he loves you and wants to touch every inch of you - “I love you a lot mikey” “I know I love me too” :(( - “seriously though babe I love you too, much more than you could ever love me” - he’d do absolutely anything for you as you would for him
skinny dipping with michael would be nothing but pure fun. it’d definitely start with him sneaking you out of your house at like 2 am, not telling you what the plan was but just bringing you to the closest lake. he’d be holding your hand as you both stand in the grass, staring into the water and then he’d take a deep breath in and he has the most excited look on his face as he pretty much yells “we’re going skinny dipping!” you’d look at him like he was out of his mind at first but as soon as he pulls his t shirt over his head and starts unbuttoning his jeans, you’re following his lead. you giggle as you strip yourself, muttering a comment about how crazy he is but really this feels very thrilling and you love it. he’d grab your hand again once the two of you were naked, and he asks, “are you ready?” you’d hesitate for a second but then nod, and the two of you would jump in together. and once you swim back up to the surface, he pulls you in and you wrap your legs around him and he kisses you very deep and passionately and aw it’d just be so fun and exciting
me explaining my kinks: well, i would with michael but idk about with anyone else
Cute as a Button
“I don’t know about this.” You say to your boyfriend of over a year. You had an intense love with Jc, you were so close that you knew nothing would ever change that. JJ asked Jc and you to be in a nude photoshoot he wanted to do for a contest he was entering.
You were reluctant.
“I know baby. I know. It’s not exactly what I pictured myself doing either, but JJ is one of my best friends and I want to do this favor for him. It’ll be fine I promise.”
You weren’t convinced, but Jc was your everything and you’d do anything for him. You also considered JJ to be one of your best friends.
You needed a little time to collect yourself. You walked out a few minutes later to see Jc joking around in a robe. JJ sees you and smiles.
“Okay let’s get this going. So take a shot if you need to and let’s get this started” He points out to a table stocked with liquor. You take a shot of vodka and Jc takes his robe off first. You reluctantly take yours off. Jc was well aware of your naked body, but this was the first time JJ would see it. He had seen you in bikinis so he knew what you looked like, but he still was in awe.
“Cute as a button every single one of you.” He jokes, making reference to a music video you love. It makes you laugh and ease up.
The rest of the photoshoot was good, you spent most of it wrapped up in Jc’s arms, a place you felt at home.
drunk roommate!michael would stumble into the apartment around 2am after fumbling with his keys and the door for almost ten minutes. he wasn’t sure if you were asleep so he tried to keep as quiet as possible, but that failed as he tripped over everything and giggled a little too loud at himself. it was a saturday night so naturally you weren’t asleep yet, though you were just laying in your bed on your phone, listening to the noises coming from outside of your closed bedroom door. after kicking off his shoes, michael would drag himself into the kitchen and attempt to make a sandwich before groaning at himself and mumbling “i’m too drunk for this.” he’d then probably try to lay in his own bed for what seemed like forever to him, until he gave up and shuffled over to your door, knocking but not waiting for you to answer and just slowly creeping the door open himself. he’d smile at you, seeing your face lit up by the screen on your phone and just walk in, plopping down on the bed next to you but of course tangling his legs up with yours and resting his arm across your torso so that he’s basically on top of you. you’d laugh at him and joke about him being wasted and he’d agree and apologize but you’d just sigh. “why aren’t you in your own bed, michael?” you’d ask after minutes of silence. he’d be humming to himself absentmindedly and then answer as you lock your phone and set it on the table next to you, “i was lonely,” he states bluntly, “and i kinda missed you. haven’t seen you in like…” his voice would trail off, he’d lose his train of thought or get distracted by something else, too drunk and tired to have a full conversation. you’d chuckle at him again, and run your fingers through his hair as his head was now on your chest. “poor mikey,” you sympathize and he agrees with a nod of his head. he’d probably babble on about something at the club and how it was kinda fun but he would’ve rather gotten drunk at home with you, which makes you smile. and when you’d try to respond a few moments later, you look down at him when he doesn’t answer and notice his eyes have drifted closed and his mouth is parted slightly and though he’d deny it, he was snoring like a cute little kitten. so of course, you couldn’t kick him out then; you’d just have to fall asleep with him cuddled up on you.
being roommates with michael would include:
having movie nights
helping dye each others hair
yelling at him for leaving empty pizza boxes everywhere, dirty laundry laying around, never shutting cupboards and drawers
him stealing your soaps or bathbombs because “they smell pretty like you!”
you waking him up when his alarm wont stop going off and you can hear it all the way in your room
dance parties in your underwear at 3am
accidentally walking in on each other wanking a few times
and him (maybe jokingly maybe not) saying something like “you can stay and help out if you want”
“is that my shirt?” “nope its mine now!"
bickering over whos turn it is to do the grocery shopping
"michael turn down the music im trying to study!” “fuck school!”
him climbing into bed with you when he comes home drunk because he’s lonely
big prank wars
stealing each others towels/clothes when you’re in the shower
him inviting a bunch of people over for a party without asking you
and then kicking everyone out when fuckboys start trying to hit on you
him offering to cuddle with you on your sad days
attempting to teach him how to cook (which results in him just burning everything and “oops. can we order pizza now?”)
accidentally falling for each other whoops