hii i just found your blog and i was blown AWAY by your writings esp your ash fics!!! they’re so insanely good and you write ashton the exact way i picture him to be in my head and i love that sm lol thank you for keeping your writing up for us to read even if you’re on hiatus atm!! would you ever go back to writing for 5sos? <33
You're such a sweetheart, thank you. 🥰 I'm glad that my Ashton is the Ashton you think he is too 🥰🥰
I hope someday in the near future I can write something again, especially with all these amazing tour content coming out. I really feel like doing something. 😊
👉👈 Would you be up to do a small blurb with the topic 'post-tour reunion' using the phrase "look at me".
The genre is totally up to you. 😊
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We shall close(?) the year with an absolutely filthy Ashton piece, don’t you think so? 😜 I had the general idea for this fic, but today I was listening to Take Me To Church and all sane thoughts went down the drain.
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worship. [a post-tour reunion blurb]
warnings: oral sex (fem receiving). dom(ish)!Ashton. mutual teasing. the overuse of the words fuck and fucking. sex in an established relationship. some deeply intimate and filthy moments between those two.
word count: 1024
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“Look at me.”
You moaned at the words, back arching before sagging back against the mirror, eyes slowly opening as you finally looked at your boyfriend.
Ashton was down on his knees in front of you, lips pressing messy kisses to your inner thighs, so close to where you needed him the most, where you craved his sinful mouth as he worked you towards your ecstasy.
“Good girl,” his voice was low and raspy, tongue licking at the apex of your thigh before moving lower, running it between your pussy lips. “Good fucking girl.”
He mumbled his praise on your skin, words muffled as his tongue lapped your clit, circling it with the tip to drive you crazy. Your thighs shook at the pleasure, involuntarily closing around Ashton’s head, your fingers diving into his soft, unruly curls to keep him there and push him away at the same time. He moaned as you tugged on his hair, arms curling around your legs to push them up onto the counter, spreading you out like a feast he’s been hungry for for months.
You didn’t expect him to show up tonight, you thought he might be exhausted now that tour has ended, but when you sent him a goodnight text he was already knocking on your door, bags kicked into your apartment as he picked you up, kissing you senseless. His beanie and glasses soon landed on the couch while you tried to tug off his jacket, desperate to feel his skin on yours after the months spent apart.
The next thing you remembered was Ashton stumbling into the bathroom with you, putting you up on the counter as he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, dropping to his knees, long fingers curling into the waist of your sleep shorts. Now those were all lying in a heap on the bathroom floor while Ashton worshipped your pussy with his lips and tongue, thumb teasingly slipping into your entrance, a promise of what the night still held for you.
“Ash– fuck!” your voice turned high-pitched, your feet almost slipping off the edge of the counter as your orgasm shook you, fingers pulling on his curly mullet to hold onto something. Ashton growled at your noises, hands holding onto your ankles to keep you in place as his tongue picked up the pace, all but burying his face into you as he worked you through your climax.
“Sensitive…” you finally sighed, falling back against the cool surface of the mirror as you softly pushed him away. Ashton’s grip on you loosened before pulling back, sitting back on his legs on the floor, panting as he looked up at you.
He looked wrecked. His hair was dishevelled, pupils wide and dark, his cheeks and lips red from how hot he felt and how he ate you out, and if that wasn’t enough, his chin was covered in your arousal. Ashton ran his thumb over his chin, collecting your wetness and licking off your juices while keeping eye-contact, smacking his lips at the taste. You needed to moan at how filthy he looked, and he was on his feet in a second, pulling you to his sweaty chest, tongue licking into your mouth as he kissed you.
“Fucking missed you, Y/N,” his hands grabbed into your ass cheeks, hips pushing forward to rub his hard cock trapped in his jeans against your sensitive flesh.
“Missed you too, so much,” you sucked the soft skin of his neck, wanting to leave a mark now that tour was over, your hands slipping between your bodies and fumbling with his zipper. “Need you to fuck me. It’s been too long.”
“Too fucking long,” Ash agreed, his words turning into a groan as your hand wrapped around his dick, already stroking him up and down. “Yeah, fuck, just like that.”
Hot puffs of air tickled your skin where he buried his face in your neck, hips thrusting forward as he fucked into your fist, soft whines leaving Ashton’s throat whenever you rubbed over the sensitive spot just under the tip of his cock. His fingers trailed down your stomach and between your legs, probing your hole and thumbing at your clit, both of you trying to edge the other just a little more before you couldn’t take the teasing any more.
It was Ashton who lost his patience first, pushing your hand away from his cock before grabbing it himself, teasing the tip between your folds, slowly nudging it inside before he buried his whole length into you with one smooth thrust. You sighed against his ear with a little pleasure filled noise, arms curling around his waist to keep him close, fingers digging into the dimples on his back. He pulled you as close as possible, softly playing with your hair as his nose skimmed over your cheek, lips leaving kisses on your temple and your eyebrow, the corner of your eye and bow of your upper lip, his tongue pushing against yours as he finally kissed you.
“My fucking goddess,” his fingers grabbed your thighs as he pulled them around his waist, your ankles locked behind his back. “I missed your beautiful body. I missed fucking you.”
“Please, Ash, move!” you knew you were begging him, but you didn’t care anymore – you just needed your boyfriend and to feel him everywhere. “Just… fuck me good.”
His dick twitched at your words, and your pussy clenched around him in return, both of your bodies on edge, craving each other like there was no tomorrow, like the world would end if you didn’t have each other right then and now. You swallowed hard as his thumb softly brushed over your throat, tipping your chin up, lips plush against yours as he kissed you tenderly, mumbling on your skin.
“Look at me,” he repeated, voice husky and slightly trembling, and you opened your eyes just as he pulled his hips back and fucked his cock into you again, eyes dark and full of lust. “And don’t you dare look away until the only thing you can say or think is my name.”
ANGIE CONGRATS BBY!!! you deserve everything & more!! Love you!!! 🍭Can I get a smutty/fluffy Calum fic him returning from tour?
Anna darling 😍 ❤️ what do you think about both? Cause I couldn’t help myself. 🥺🔥 😍
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”You’re awake, baby?”
You felt the end of the mattress dip, a body climbing up over yours, knees and arms bracketing you in as a soft kiss was pressed against your cheek.
”Calum?” you sleepily mumbled, not yet ready to open your eyes and risk your nice dream to slip away as reality took over.
”Were you hoping for someone else?” he chuckled, kissing your cheek once again before whispering in your ear. ”Open your eyes.”
”Promise me you’re not just a dream,” you rubbed your face against the pillow, not exactly convinced that he was there.
Calum hummed above you, clearly finding your sleepy thoughts funny before suddenly letting his weight drop against your back, making you shriek as he laughed into your neck. He wrapped his arms around you as much as he could, lips kissing your shoulders and neck as you tried to catch your breath, soon starting laughing with him as you were over your first shock.
”You’re unbelievable,” you shook your head, lightly pushing back against him as he buried his face in your hair, sighing happily. ”And heavy.”
”That’s muscle weight, baby,” he kissed into your ear, making you giggle again. ”Your man’s been working out.”
”So they’ve told me,” you rubbed your face against his stubbly cheek, feeling his smile on your skin. ”Alright, time for push-ups. I need to see you and I can’t move with all of that glorious weight on me.”
Calum’s chest rumbled against your back as he laughed at your remark, pushing up on his hands and knees again so you could turn around under him. And you did just that, finally able to look at your boyfriend – and what a sight he was; jaw stubbly, hair messy, longer than you’ve remembered with blond strikes, his tattoos peeking out from under his tank top. You wrapped your arms around his neck, fingers tangling into his hair as you pulled him back to you, and he leaned forward, foreheads resting together and his lips brushed a kiss against yours.
”Hey stranger,” you gave him a sleepy smile, still stroking his curling hair. ”Missed you around these parts. Thought you might have forgotten about little old me.”
”Could never,” he shook his head with a grin, kissing you again. ”Was busy taking over the world. But I always come home to you.”
”You better do that,” you chuckled, thumbs lightly running over his eyebrows. ”Gosh, Cal, I really did miss you like crazy.”
”Wanna prove it to me?” he bit his bottom lip, a sparkle in his eyes, and you knew you were lost.
Your hands slid down from his neck to his shoulder blades, down on his sides to curl your fingers into the elastic of his sweatpants, tugging on it a little before Calum had enough and grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand against his hardening cock. He let out a moan as your palm rubbed against him, fingers stroking him over the fabric, making him even harder. He cupped your jaw to kiss you hard, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as your fist tightened around him, and he swatted your hand away to kick off his sweats. Before you knew it he was already pulling off the blankets, his fingers quickly tugging off your sleep shorts as well, and in the next moment you found yourself above him, thighs resting on both sides of his hips.
Calum gave you a cheeky grin as he tickled your sides, squeezing your ass cheeks and pulling your closer, and you felt a shiver run through you when you’ve realized what his plan was. He took off his shirt, throwing it across the room, then curled his arms around your thighs, making you let out a squeal as he tugged you up and over his face. You grabbed onto the headboard as you felt his tongue slowly lick between your folds, swirling around your clit quickly before licking you again.
”Fuck, Cal, don’t tease,” your sigh was shaky as his fingers spread your pussy lips, and he hummed, clicking his tongue.
”I just came home from tour and you’re already bossing me around,” he lightly shook his head before licking around your hole, tongue slipping in slightly. ”It’s really cute, babe, how you think you are in charge.”
You already had a smart comment at the ready, but your choked on your words as Calum wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling you impossibly close as he buried his face in your pussy, eating you out like it was the single most important thing in his life. When he wasn’t tongue fucking you he was sucking on your clit, and you felt dizzy as your hands slipped from the headboard to tangle into his hair, not sure if you wanted to push him away or pull him closer. Your moans were getting higher as you felt the pleasure start building inside of you, making your skin tingle and your toes curl.
Calum groaned as he looked up at you, the sound vibrating against your clit and making you whine. You bit your lip as you looked into his eyes, hips moving against his tongue as he worked you towards your orgasm. Then you pulled one of your hands out of his hair, reaching behind yourself to wrap your fingers around his cock, and started stroking him, trying to match his pace. Cal shifted under you to get more comfortable, his own hand reaching up to tug your shirt down until one of your tits slipped out, and he gave a hard tweak to your nipple, playing with it as he stilled licked you.
”Calum… Cal– Calum, I can’t… I’m close, I– fuck, Cal–” you babbled above him until you couldn’t take it anymore, your thighs squeezing around his head as you grabbed the headboard again, letting your orgasm wash through you.
Calum wrapped his arms back around your thighs, tongue and lips working tirelessly as he licked you through your pleasure, only stopping when he felt your hand in his hair again, your fingers aimlessly running through his messy locks. He pressed a kiss on the inside of your thigh, fingers caressing your skin as he waited for you to catch your breath.
”You’re so beautiful like this,” he licked his lips, and you felt yourself blush, a giggle leaving your lips.
”Shut up.”
Cal wrapped his arms around you again to lift you up until he could sit up, pulling you back into his lap and against his cock, his dick pressing between your wet pussy lips and you whined into your kiss. He tugged on your shirt again, palms cupping your breasts and massaging them, thumbs playing with your hard nipples, and you could only grind yourself against his cock, feeling helpless in his lap, and loving every second of it.
”Fuck me, please?” your fingers tangled into his hair to pull him to your mouth again, never getting tired of his kisses. ”Please Cal, missed you so much. Jus’ fuck me, please.”
”Beautiful and desperate,” he chuckled against your lips, adjusting you in his lap and lining up his cock with your entrance, pushing in just the tip. ”Hmm, more, baby?”
”More,” you lightly scratched at his chest with your nails, lips brushing against his ear as you whispered. ”All of it.”
A deep groan left Calum’s lips as he pulled you down on his cock, sinking his whole length into you before pulling out and pushing back again, fucking into you quickly. You buried your face in his neck as he grabbed your ass, moving you up and down on his dick, balls slapping against your ass. You needed to whine when he suddenly stopped, cock buried all the way inside you, and he pulled your face to his, kissing you with tongue and teeth before curling his fingers around your chin, tilting your face up to his.
”Ride me until I cum inside you,” he squeezed your hips, motioning you to start moving back and forth on his cock.
He didn’t need to ask you twice as you wrapped your arms around his neck, rocking your hips and moving up and down, quickly falling into a familiar rhythm and pace he liked. Calum’s arm wrapped around your back, his face tucked against your neck as he breathed you in, the hand on your ass slightly guiding you as both of you got lost in each other. His noises let you know that he was close, and you felt the tingles start up again, making you move a little faster in his lap. Suddenly Calum picked you up, lying back down on the bed and planting his feet into the mattress, pulling you back on his cock and fucking up into you, and you grabbed onto his shoulders, his name the only thing on your lips as the tip rubbed against your g-spot, and in seconds you started clenching around him, soaking his dick as he fucked you through your orgasm.
It only took a few more quick snaps of his hips for Calum to finally reach his own pleasure, pushing his head back against the pillow as he pulsed inside you, filling you up with his hot cum. Both of you whined as he pushed you down on his cock again, then he wrapped his arms around you to pull you to his chest, tucking your face against his exposed neck. You let your lips brush small kisses against his pulse point, his own lips kissing your temple sweetly as his fingers brushed through your hair, down on your back and then back up, his touches comforting and loving in your afterglow. You shifted in his lap, ready to let his cock slip out of you, but Calum grabbed your hips, squeezing them as he mumbled against your ear.
”Stay for a while,” he wrapped you tightly against his chest, and you let out a happy sigh, burrowing closer. ”Haven’t felt you this close since forever.”
”You just want me to keep your cock warm,” you pressed your lips against his throat, feeling his chuckle against your cheek. ”…and I’ll be happy to do that for you.”
”We were cold and lonely on tour,” he giggled, palm curling around your ass cheek before giving it a light tap.
”Well, now that you’re back home,” you pushed yourself up just enough to knock your forehead against his, smiling down at him. ”Guess we can make up for all those times when you had to be alone. You poor baby.”
”Buckle up, cause we won’t leave the bed until I’m done with you,” Calum tilted his head up to press a kiss on your nose, making you chuckle, then his eyes softened before pressing a kiss on your lips too. ”I love you. And I terribly missed you. You know that, right?”
”I know. And I missed you too,” you nuzzled against his hand as he brushed a lock of hair behind your ear. ”Thank God you’re finally home.”
”Not going anywhere for a while now. It’s just you and me and the old man snoring outside,” he grinned, nodding his head towards the living room where Duke was sleeping.
”Love you Cal,” you rested against his chest, and he kissed the top of your head, hands stroking your back lovingly. ”Can’t wait to catch up on cuddles and kisses and midnight snacks.”
Not an ask, just wanted to say that you’re the best Ashton writer! I can never find Ashton fics online, so your page is literally perfect for me! Thank you for what you do!💙
When life gets in the way and your relationship seems to fall into pieces, Ashton decides it’s time to take you away from the noise of the city to help the two of you find your way back to each other.
Christmas morning finds Ashton and Y/N reminiscing about their very first holiday together – with both of their flights cancelled the strangers make the hasty decision to rent a room until they can leave for their own destinations. The pair soon finds out that there’s much more than they’ve bargained for when there’s only one bed in their hotel room.
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total word count: 19.168 words
tags/warnings:
in the past: cancelled flights. there’s only one bed. strangers falling in love during Christmas. sexual tension which finally gets resolved.
in the present: dad!Ashton and fem!mom!reader being cute and flirty in general during Christmas morning. nostalgia. tooth rotting fluff. sexual situation in an established relationship (I mean obviously - they are married babes).
