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Ashton irwin: @Calum Hood answer my texts...

Having a tache does strange things to Ashton... and Cal 😊

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Sub!Luke and Daddy Ash

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Dark Heart: Part One

a/n: hi guys/anyone who stumbles upon this! this is my first fic and i’ve been wanting to write this story for a while, so if there are any kinks please give me some slack until i get the hang of things!! like/share/give me feedback!! im going to be posting this in parts and i think there are going to be a lot! im already editing part two, so give that a read when i post it!! 

a hogwarts!5sos fic. enjoy. 

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Rosemary hated potions.

The professor never had office hours, the room smelt like burning hair, and frankly she just wasn’t very good at it. She would read and read and read, practice tons, and had potions memorized to the point where she could recite the ingredients like you could recite the alphabet, but for some ungodly reason her perfectly measured components would blend together in every and any way but the way they should have.

Her best friend Mikey would try to help her out, he showed her all of his tips and tricks that earned him an A in potions every year, but his tricks weren’t in the recipe. If she couldn’t even master the recipe then why in god’s name would she stray from it???

“My way is just so much easier, Rosie.” Mikey would say, shaking his head and laughing at the frizz her hair was taking on by the second. “If you do what I’m telling you to do then it’ll make it easier to get a perfect end result.”

“Mikey, I can’t just...not follow the directions.” Rosemary had told him this time after time, but he just wouldn’t drop it.

It wasn’t until her professor asked her to stay after one day that she regretted not listening to her friend.

“I want you to work with Ashton on your upcoming project. He’s my top student, you could learn a lot from him.”

“Who even is Ashton?” The thought of working with a stranger on something that was such a large part of her grade put a pit in her stomach and she could feel her palms beginning to sweat. “And isn’t Michael top of the class? I’ve been working with him and-”

“I adore Michael, I really do, and while he has been earning nearly perfect scores I think Ashton would be a much better teacher.” The professor shrugged and gave Rosemary a small smile.

“Well, why can’t I just meet with you? I know you don’t do office hours but-”

“Miss Dare, please. You’ll be working with Ashton Irwin and that’s final. I’ve asked him to meet you here tomorrow at noon, does that work?”

Rosemary just nodded, not wanting to talk back to her professor for a second time.

She didn’t even have the energy to go back to the common room, solving a riddle did not sound appealing when Rosemary was giving herself a headache from worrying so much. Rosemary had her friends and that was that. She never really went beyond them because her anxious interior presented a somewhat bitchy exterior that strangers got a taste of and chose to leave it at that. Even Calum considered never talking to her after the first night they met. After both being sorted into Ravenclaw, the two shy first years found themselves seated together at a then very intimidating table full of older kids who already knew each other. Rosemary kept giving Calum clipped answers to all of his questions and wouldn’t look up from the plate she was picking at. To say he was surprised when she sat with him in the common room the next day- even if they just sat in silence while he drew in his sketchbook and Rosemary read- would be an understatement.

Later, Rosemary found herself sitting with Calum and one of his friends- a Gryffindor- in the great hall for dinner. His friend was okay, she had met him more than a few times at this point and could tolerate him for the time she was forced to hang out with him (Calum never forced Rosemary to hangout, but she wasn’t going to deny Calum of having one other friend just because of her pre-decided dislike towards Gryffindors).

“Luke,” She interrupted whatever Calum was saying to pose her question. “Do you know an Ashton?”

“Ashton Irwin?”

“Uh,” Rosemary pursed her lips and thought for a moment. “I think so. Do you know anything about him?”

“Do I?” Luke let out a mix between a laugh and a sigh. “Yeah I know him. Why? You fancy him?”

“No. No, god no. I don’t even know who he is. My potions professor wants me to work with him on our next project.” With a shrug, she chose to omit the fact that the reason she was paired with him was because he was exelling and she was not.

Luke tapped his ringed fingers against the table, he was always trying to add something different to his uniform to make it..well, less uniform. Rings, painted nails, even makeup were all things he dabbled in. Honestly, Luke was hot. If it weren’t for the gossip Mikey had told her about how he’s been working his way around all the Hufflepuffs in their year then she would totally go for him.

“Well, Ashton’s a bit of a dick. I don’t think he’s rude, but he’s not pleasant to be around. I had divination with the blockhead and he was just kind of an asshole, didn’t even try and wrote off the class as bullshit.” Luke shrugged. “I got on well with him though. Overall a nice guy, I’m sure he’ll cooperate for your project.”

Rosemary nodded, the information made her a little less on edge about the whole situation. “Thanks. I’m meeting him tomorrow at noon.”

“Where?”

She looked at Calum with her brows drawn together. “The potions classroom?? Where else?”

“I just wanted to know. Jeez.”

With that the raven haired girl let out a sigh and started to stand. “Can we go now? Both of us?”

Calum rolled his eyes. “You just go, ya grump. I’ll meet you later.”

“Calum I just don’t have the energy to stand there and not be able to figure out the riddle. Last time a first year had to let me in. A first year.” Rosemary pouted. “Please? I’ll give you whatever  homework answers you want.”

“You really think I trust your potions homework?” Calum smiled and stood. “Bye Luke.”

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Rosemary had been sitting in the potions room since five minutes before noon and twenty minutes later she was still alone. Leave it to her to not appreciate Mikey’s help and be left to work with some lazy, rude, probably overall dumb-

“Are you Rose?”

Rosemary jumped from her stool and placed a hand over her chest. Jesus. Very smooth

“Hello?? Don’t tell me you’re stupid and deaf.”

She finally turned to face him. “Excuse me?”

And she thought Luke was hot.

Ashton was tall and had broad shoulders, his hair fell in loose waves to the nape of his neck and one curl sat on his forehead. He wore his uniform without a tie and had his pant legs rolled so you could see his deep green socks peeking out. His sleeves were rolled to his elbows exposing his forearms.

The boy smirked and walked towards her, placing a book down on the table and leaning  back on it with his elbows. Rosemary took in his uniform one more time, of course he was a Slytherin. His whole presence just carried cockiness with it and, frankly, she didn’t have the patience for that.

“You heard me. I’m Ashton by the way.” He stuck out a hand and all she could do was stare at his lopsided grin and bite the inside of her cheek. “Pleasure.”

Turning away from him, she opened her textbook and leaned forward to read the directions printed inside of it.

“Are you ready to start?” Ashton took a step closer to you, he was too close now and you could hear your heart beating in your ears.

Rosemary cleared her throat. “Yeah, but can you not stand so close to me?”

“Why sweetheart? Am I making you nervous?”

“Just-” She took a deep breath. “Personal space. Please.”

Surprisingly, Ashton moved to stand on the other side of the table and set himself up across from her. Once everything was in its place he held his hands out in front of himself. “Good?”

“Uh. Yeah, thanks.” She set up her own cauldron and avoided his eyes. “And it’s Rosemary.”

“What?”

“My name isn’t Rose. It’s Rosemary.”

Ashton let out a chuckle and raised a brow at her. “Same thing, darling.”

“Rosemary.” She huffed, seeing how her afternoon was going to turn out.

“Fine. Rosemary. Let’s start.”

Ashton turned out to be an okay teacher, just not a very friendly one. He followed what was written exactly and worked at a slow pace so Rosemary could keep up. She couldn’t help but stop to look at him a couple times, how could she have not noticed him before? His confident stature was one that demanded attention and even the sound of his voice was sexy. With tousled hair and large hands that knew exactly when to reach up and adjust it, she couldn’t see one flaw in his appearance. Even the flaw she could detect, his attitude, seemed forgivable when she was looking at him; his eyes and jawline, his prominent adam’s apple, and-

“Hello, did you hear me? Let’s call it a day, my arms are starting to get sore from stirring.” Ashton pushed a strand of lock from his forehead and shut his book, looking up at Rosemary as if inviting her to do the same.

“Sounds good to me.”

“Are you doing anything right now?”

She stared at him for a moment.

What?

“You mean after this?”

Ashton shrugged. “Well we’re done now so. What are you doing now?”

“Oh, uh,” Rosemary started packing things into her bag and kept her eyes trailed on the ground. “I’m supposed to meet with my friend Michael and-”

“Fuck him. Come with me.”

Excuse me? “Michael is my best friend so-”

“He’s a Puff right? I know ‘im. It’s fine, he won’t mind.”  

“What? How-”

“Well we-”

“Ashton.” Rosemary rolled her eyes and swung her bag over her shoulder. “Stop interrupting me. It’s really fucking rude.”

“Watch your mouth, sweetheart.” Ashton’s smile fell and he took a step towards her.

Oh. Rosemary’s mouth went dry and she knew the right reaction should be anger. The audacity of this boy to tell her how to speak as if she were a child? How dare a complete stranger stand there and reprimand you with that look. Although those were truly her thoughts, her body betrayed her. Her breath hitched in her throat and she knew Ashton could tell, her bottom lip went between her teeth and she felt heat in her cheeks.

“C’mon. You’ll have fun.” Ashton passed Rosemary and at the same time took her bag from her shoulder, shrugging it onto his own and standing in the doorway, expectantly. “Please?”

As if she had a choice.

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daddies owning the jawline game 

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Fuck me up, daddy. What did I just do to myself? Punk edit Ash is murdering me. Christ ol mighty. The thirst is real🤤💦😍🤗

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the blow job || poly!lashton

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Poly! Lashton: the blow job || daddy’s home || cream pie || take the pleasure, take it with the pain || all at once this is enough || caught in between || take my heart, hit the back || daddy issues || needy || only you know the way that I break || picked all my weeds but kept the flowers

You sit huddled on the couch with Luke, as you’d done for most of the day. Ash walks in, “Hey babes.” He greets, leaning over to kiss you softly on the lips, he smooths the hair on your head as he pecks Luke’s lips. “How was your day?” He asks, sitting in the chair that slightly faces you and Luke.

“It was pretty low key. This one still had that headache from last night so kept it pretty meh.” Luke responds for both of you. “I did laundry and dishes and let her sleep it off.” He shrugs.

The relationship isn’t complicated to the three of you, but you know others wouldn’t understand it. Ash was daddy, always. He worked hard to take care of you and Luke in every way, and he always did. Luke would be what one would generally consider a boyfriend. He gave you most of your affection outside of the bedroom and if you were in public, he was always the one holding your hand. If you and Ash went out without Luke, for whatever reason, then Ash was always careful to never touch more than your back. But whether you were in public, or in the bedroom, ash was always daddy. For you and Luke both.

You and Luke share a bed, a decision you’d made long ago, and Ash sleeps alone unless one or both of you are invited to his bed. He doesn’t usually like to split you up because someone’s always moody if he does. And he typically likes sleeping alone.

You and Luke both switch, and sometimes you both just get railed by Ash, but it didn’t matter, you all were happy with how things worked.

“Baby girl, can you come sit with me?” Ash asks. So you get up and cross the space, sitting in Ash’s lap. “How’s your head?” He whispers, pulling you in closer.

Luke’s enthralled in whatever he’s watching so he doesn’t pay either of you any attention.

“Feels better. Just a tough day.” You shrug.

“You look tired. You ok?” He asks, tucking hair behind your ear. He watches you nod and then he pulls you in, kissing on you a little bit. “You sure?” He asks again.

“Yeah daddy, I’m good.” You nod.

Ash gently kisses you and he works to deepen the kiss until it’s a full blown make out session. His hand snakes up under the hoodie You're wearing and he starts to grope you, he knows how much you love having your nipples played with. His thumb swipes over one and he gently pinches and pulls at the tender flesh. He pulls his mouth away enough that your not actively kissing but your lips are still touching. “Moan for me princess.” He whispers, pressing his lips to yours briefly. “Want Luke jealous before you suck me off.”

You whimper when he pinches your other nipple harder, and Luke’s head turns toward you both. He’s intrigued, watching Ash’s hands on your body. Your hoodie is pulled off, leaving you completely bare on top.

“What’s daddy doin, baby girl?” Luke asks.

You don’t respond immediately, and you get your thigh pinched. “Lukey asked you a question.”

“Sorry daddy… Lukey, daddy wants a blow job.” You say, turning your head toward him.

“Well I hope you’re gonna be a good girl and give him one.” Luke smirks.

It doesn’t take long for Ash to get you on your knees in front of him. His shirt comes off and you work at his jeans, and once they’re off, he stops you a second. “Lukey, want you in your underwear, baby boy.” He commands and you hear Luke begin to move. His eyes fall back on you and he nods, letting you know you can get back to work.

You slide your hands up his thighs, and start to tease his cock over his boxers, kissing up his length and then gently licking the head, mouthing the fabric, wetting it.

“Tease.” Ashton breathes. You know he’s had enough and you tuck your fingers into the waist of his underwear and he lifts his hips so you can pull them down.

“Daddy.” Luke murmurs, drawing both of your attention. “Lemme film this. It’s so hot to watch.” He asks, holding up his phone.

“Baby girl is so good with her mouth…” his finger traces your jaw, “and she’s so hot when she gets into it, isn’t she Lukey?” He asks, earning a nod from Luke, “what do you say princess? Can Lukey film us while you suck me off?” He asks, gently holding your jaw now.

You nod, because it’s just for the three of you and you know Luke could get off on it alone for weeks, but he’ll do whatever he can to repay the favor.

“That’s our little princess.” Ash murmurs, nodding at Luke.

And you get back to work with Ash’s hard cock. You lick up the bottom of the shaft, letting it get sloppy with spit the way he likes, and then you grab onto it and start tugging and twisting your hand, spreading the spit, while sucking the head of his cock.

You sense Luke moving closer to you so you slightly turn your head and give him big innocent eyes for the camera. He murmurs a quick ‘fuck’, and ash looks at him. “Everything alright there Lukey?” He smirks devilishly.

If he was honest, it wasn’t, he loved to suck Ash’s cock, hear him moan, taste him, feel the weight of his cock in his mouth, on his tongue, ash’s fingers in his hair, please his daddy. But Ash chose you today. He also really loves your mouth on his cock so the whole thing was spurring jealousy and making him rock hard.  He mumbles ‘yeah’ and palms himself, which can be seen on camera.

“Whatcha doin there baby boy?” Ash asks in a low, gravelly voice and Luke turns his eyes back to him. “Ah fuck.” He inhales sharply as you take more of his cock in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat without so much as a sound out of you. He presses his hand to the side of your head and his thumb caresses your cheek, “look at me.” He murmurs to you, and you do as you’re told. “So pretty baby.” He hums, smiling at you. “Luke, get your cock out. Let’s see how hard you are.” He smirks in Luke’s direction, already knowing, and tangling his fingers in your hair. Ash gently pulls you off, “watch Lukey, princess.” He whispers. Your hand still works his length as you kiss on this thigh, nibbling and sucking your little marks into his flesh.

Luke sees both of you looking at him intently. He pushes his underwear down and he sees the amused look on Ash’s face as he reveals the red of his cock from how hard he is. Ash motions him over, and he gently toys with Luke’s cock, running his fingers over the shaft. Luke whines a bit. “Daddy.”

“Baby boy gets so hard when you suck me off, Princess.” Ashton murmurs, “you wanna taste his cock too?” He asks, “it’s alright.” He nods, noting you’re hesitation. He watches you reach out and sit up on your knees, Luke steps closer slowly, until he’s close enough that you could easily switch between the two of them.

You handle Luke’s cock differently, placing wet kisses along the shaft to slick him up, before wrapping your lips around the head and slowly tugging the rest of his length. He moans so loud for you, “baby girl.” His fingers slide in your hair too.

Ash gently pulls your hair, pulling you off of Luke, “Gonna take care of both of us?” He asks, and you nod before sinking your mouth down on his cock. “God damn you’re so good on your knees,” he praises. “This will be worth it princess,” He promises.

Luke’s still got the camera rolling, and they both have a hand in your hair, each pulling you back to them when it’s too much to watch you suck on the other. They are both moaning, and both blow jobs are  getting so sloppy. “That’s it baby girl,” Luke grunts. “Daddy… I need to cum.” Luke admits.

Ash pulls your head away from Luke, “not yet, gotta wait till I’m ready so we can paint our princess.” He smirks, then reaches over and stills your hand on Luke’s cock: “just squeeze a little princess, till I say otherwise.”

You go back to work on Ash’s cock. He’s past ever trying to guide you because you know so well what he likes, and he doesn’t mind when you switch it up on him. You can hear Luke whimpering as you slowly pulse your hand around his cock, and you know he’s watching you so intently working on Ash’s cock.

You slide your mouth all the way down and Ash grips tight in your hair, as does Luke, “fuck princess, all the way. What a good girl.” He praises and then grits his teeth as your tongue starts sliding back and forth over his balls. “Oh god.” He groans. Him and Luke both yank your head off His cock, “c’mon on then Luke.” You take that as your cue to drop their cocks and sit while they finish themselves.

Luke cums first, it hits your chest and neck, ash gets it on your chin and tits. And he’s grinning so wide at you. He pulls you in for a kiss, “pretty princess, all messy.” He mumbles against your lips. “Lukey will clean you up, won’t ya baby boy?”

Ash grips under your arms and he switches you spots. He’s on his knees in front of you, you’re sat in the chair. He grabs your thighs and pulls you so your ass is at the edge of the seat and then he pulls a leg over his shoulder. He reaches out and gives Luke a light tap on the butt. “Oh, sorry daddy, baby girl just looks so good.”

“I know she does.” Ash grins up at you, and starts kissing on your thigh, “already so wet.”

And then Ash is licking your clit, and Luke's tongue comes into contact with your breasts, cleaning up Ash’s cum first, he gets another pinch to his thigh and Luke brings his lips up to yours, kissing you and and pushing some of the cum onto your tongue. You moan into his mouth, and one hand goes into his hair and one goes into Ash’s. And it continues that way, Luke cleans up cum and kisses you and Ash continues to eat your pussy. Ash loves all your little whines, your moans of his name, and seeing Luke treat you so well too.

“C’mon baby girl, daddy needs you to cum for him.” He groans, sliding two fingers in and curling them in your g-spot. Your back arches up hard.

“Fuck, daddy.” You moan.

Luke doesn’t need instruction, his lips wrap around one of your nipples, and he teases it. Ash puts his lips and tongue back to your clit and he sucks, while continually curling his fingers into your g-spot. You let go of Luke’s hair in favor of grabbing Ash’s head with both hands. “Daddy, daddy, daddy…” you chant, Luke has to hold your hips when they start to buck against Ashton’s face. And then you’re cumming, Ash withdraws his fingers and gently licks your clit through it. “Holy fuck.” You whimper. “Thank you.

“Such a good girl.” Ash praises, sitting up and pulling Luke into a quick kiss, “good job baby boy.” Then he pulls you into him for another kiss. “I love you two.” Ash murmurs, holding the back of Luke’s head and the side of your neck. “Let’s see what Luke got on the camera, shall we babes?” He asks.

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