#dom!calum

[sadistmichael]

ice play + calum

“Cold?”

Calum drew small lines on to it torso with an ice cube. He was smiling when he saw you arch your back into his touch, writhing in place.

He stripped you down and settled you in the middle of the bed moments before, promising that he had a surprise. Your skin erupted in goosebumps as he continued to run the cube up your chest—letting a pool of water gather under your right nipple.

Calum’s fingers moved up to drag the cube around the rise of skin. His mouth dropped open as he watched you whimper at the mix of pleasure and cold, enjoying the way your nipple hardened under his touch. He moved the ice cube to the other nipple while his cold fingers stayed where they were, working you up.

Calum’s voice was low when he spoke to you, catching your attention.

“Where else do you want it, babe?”

[lukeisbaby]

okay but breaking one of daddy!luke and dom!cals shared rules 🥵

this has been in my drafts forever but i’m feeling poly!cake so fuck it

luke was out, leaving you home alone with calum, who had warned you an hour ago that you’d need to get a bath soon, but you refused to leave the fluffy beanbag chair, too invested in the cartoon playing on the tv

“y/n, bath time. don’t make me come get you.” calum called from the hallway, making you huff and sink your body further into the chair

a few minutes passed until calum was turning the tv off, standing over you with an angry look

“i’m giving you this last chance to get up on your own and walk yourself into that bathroom, or i’ll just have to call luke and make you tell him that you’re not listening to me.”

you rolled your eyes, and when you looked back at him you knew you had fucked up.

calum roughly grabbed your arm, pulling you up, throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you to the master bathroom where he had ran you a bubble bath (which was getting colder every minute)

he sat you on the ground and pulled his phone from his pocket “strip and get in the fucking tub, i’m calling luke.”

you huffed in annoyance but did as told, the bath tub nowhere near as warm as you’d usually want it

“it’s cold, cal.” you pouted up at the man who only ignored you, his phone up to his ear

“hey luke, yeah everything’s fine, for the most part.”

calum glanced down at you, speaking up again “little one was refusing to listen to me, yeah, i had to carry her to the bathroom because she wouldn’t get up off the couch.”

you scrunched your eyebrows together and stuck your tongue out at him, to which he laughed, “and now she’s being a disrespectful fucking brat about it... yeah i’ll put you on speaker.”

your eyes widened when calum sat his phone down, pressing the speaker button before crossing his arms and looking at you “she can hear you now, mate.”

“y/n, wanna explain why calum’s having to call and interrupt my night out?”

you stayed quiet, staring at the water in the bath tub

“speak when you’re spoken to, little girl.” luke growled through the phone, you sighed

“sorry daddy, i was watching cartoons and didn’t want to miss them.”

“no excuses, when i’m not there you are supposed to listen to cal, but you couldn’t do that for me, could you? i can’t get one night out without you being a brat so i’ll have to come back home.”

you frown, leaning against the edge of the bath tub “i’m sorry daddy, i’ll listen.”

“i’m not the one you need to apologize to. once you’ve finished your bath you are to go straight to bed, no tv, no cal, nothing. i’ll deal with you when i get home, we’ll put that disrespectful mouth of yours to good use. won’t we cal?”

“mhm.” calum hummed, taking him off speaker “she can’t hear you now, we’ll be seeing you soon?”

“already on my way.”

OOPS once again cutting off the good shit

[ridingcthood]

Mr. Hood

[simsandfiction]

Keep Up

Pairing: Calum Hood x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Summary: You just happen to be dancing at a party, soaking up the attention of wallflowers, when Calum approaches you and asks to join you. 

“So, how’s the boyfriend?” You were driving down the highway a few miles over the speed limit, a late night breeze blowing through your hair while your best friend’s voice boomed over the speaker.

“Not to, like, jinx it or anything,” you heard her take a sip of her drink, “but I think he could be the one.”

“So I’m guessing the beach trip was a good idea?”

“The best! Thank you so, so much!” You could only imagine her flopping back on her bed in contentment as she sighed. “Whatever problems I thought we were having have, like, completely disappeared. Like poof!”

“That’s great, hon.” You threw on your blinker, checking your mirror before turning off onto a side road. “I’m at the party. Make sure to call me tomorrow, okay?”

“How else would I find out the scoop on which guys you took home?”

“Alright, I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Love you!”

“Love you too!”

You hung up first. You slid your keys and phone into the little purse you’d found in the back of your closet while looking for your favorite dress.

It was quite skimpy, something you’d kept hidden even from your best friend in fear of judgement. You loved her, of course, but she kept you modest and this dress was anything but.

It was a simple, low-cut, black dress that you’d found last time you were online shopping while drunk. With the low price you’d paid for it, you expected it to sit unappealingly in odd places. You were pleasantly surprised when you tried on the dress and the only tight spot was around your breasts. It acted as a push-up bra, so you weren’t complaining.

You had read all of the girly magazines. “Keep it covered to keep them guessing! That’s the thrill of the chase!” But tonight you were feeling a little extra lonely, too desperate for attention. With the crowd expected to be at this party, there would be plenty of the guys whose mothers didn’t teach them to keep their eyes up here.

Was it healthy? No, not by any means. Your family, your friends, and any old lady who you’d passed on the walk of shame was sure to let you know that “you’re too good to be used for your body.”

Honestly though? It was all you had.

The dimmed lights and loud music and sweaty atmosphere welcomed you as you took your first steps in the house. You’d been here a couple times before, only this time you were wearing a short black dress and your fuck-me heels.

“I like the outfit, y/n.” Andy, the guy with the cute heart-shaped sunglasses who always seemed to be standing by the front door, held up his camera. “Smile!”

And you did.

You headed toward the kitchen after that, throwing back a couple of shots before strutting back out toward the dance floor.

You knew the song that came on. It was by Beyonce or Rihanna or Taylor Swift. Maybe it was Ariana Grande? You didn’t care. You closed your eyes and swayed your hips from side to side along to the rhythm. It was a slower, deeper song which meant it was easier to get into- especially with a couple shots in your lightweight system.

Your eyes took a moment to adjust to the light when you opened them again. You recognized a few people around you: the skinny redhead from the tanning bed, a couple of Andy’s friends, and one of the guys who always seemed to be hitting up the DJ with terrible song suggestions.

You kept dancing with your eyes open, feeding off the occasional glances from the guys grinding with girls who were either too drunk to function or too inexperienced to realize that their partner wasn’t into it. You also enjoyed the steady stare of the pale guys stuck to the walls, hiding behind the solo cups they have yet to take a drink from.

Sober you knew you weren’t the most attractive girl here. You could barely pay rent, let alone have any money left over to splurge on plastic surgery and liposuctions. Hell, you didn’t even have enough money left over to get the most expensive brand of foundation. You bought it from the department store last Thursday after work. But tonight, as drunk you started to take over, you felt like that bitch. You were- without a shadow of a doubt- the hottest living creature to walk the face of the earth. You were God’s masterpiece, by far his most stunning creation.

“Mind if I join you?”

You spun around, greeted by a tan man with curly brown locks. He was dressed in a black undershirt and matching pants held up by a belt with a large, sparkly buckle.

Your feet were killing you. You would have declined so you could take a seat and people watch, but who were you to turn down Calum, the host of the party?

You took two steps closer to him, and maybe the the guy with the bad song requests didn’t have such bad taste after all.

Your heavy eyes moved slowly between his large eyes and plump lips, and your words were slow and drawn out. “Only if you can keep up.”

You spun around, moving your hips to rock against his. Oh, his hands were large as they sat on your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. You began to wonder if what your best friend had said about guys with large hands was true.

“Don’t worry, baby.” His nose was pressed against your ear, and his hot breath tickled your sensitive neck as he spoke. “I can do much more than keep up.”

You found that his rhythm was much better than whatever kind of beat you thought you had been dancing to before. You heard he played guitar or something, and you wondered if that had something to do with it until you felt his lips on the side of your neck.

Your eyes fluttered shut as your head lulled back against him. His kisses were warm and wet and maybe a little sloppy but you had been off your game recently and this was a nice welcome back.

You barely had time to open your eyes before his ring clad fingers spun you back around and pulled your body to meet his once again. Only this time his lips were on yours and yours were on his and you’re pretty sure you could taste the beer he might’ve had earlier as his tongue danced against yours.

You ran a hand up through his hair, tugging slightly as you balled your fist at his roots. He broke the kiss with a slight moan, just loud enough to be heard between the two of you and maybe the couple dancing beside you.

“I’ve got a room upstairs.” His nose rested against yours as he whispered and yes, that was indeed beer on his breath. “Want to go check it out?”

You smiled, letting out a breathy chuckle as your nails feathered over the back of his neck. “That isn’t the only thing I’ll be checking out.”

[casuallokilove]

5 is better than 2

This is rather dirty and full of smut...and I have no shame what so ever :D

Warnings: Contains a whole bunch of smut, swearing, light BDSM, hair pulling, choking and daddy kink, so if your not comfortable with that then don’t read <3

Summary: Ashton knew that you crush on his band mates, but what you don’t expect is for him to let them join you.

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You had been with Ashton and the rest of boys on the tour for two weeks now, and the boys were beginning to get annoyed with being able to hear the noises you made through the walls of hotels, and even when on the tour bus. Let’s just say that your sex life was the best it could ever have been, and you were no where near being vanilla, and Ash’s band mates knew it.

You were currently backstage waiting in the changing room for the boys to finish the show, and let’s be honest, you and Ash had been having sex and having fun at least twice a day, and he hadn’t touched you in that manner in nearly 48 hours and damn you were desperate. But you had rules, and these were rules that you knew if they were broken you would be in trouble, one of them being you can’t touch yourself with out permission or him being with you.

As your mind wondered to Ashton, his hands, his neck, his red curls, his cock. What his hands could do to you, how badly you wanted to mark up his neck but knew the tour managers would not be happy. Wanting to pull on his curls as he would fuck you without mercy...and what his dick could do to you, to the point you wouldn’t be able to walk.

As your thoughts wondered, you couldn’t control your hands as they began to trail down your own neck, down your collar bones, giving your clothed breasts a squeeze and down your stomach towards your heat. You began to think of his band mates. Now, you would never cheat on Ashton, you loved him too much, but you could not deny you wouldn’t mind knowing what his band mates would be capable of. You reached your crotch, and luckily deciding to wear a dress because of the heat at the time, it made your job a whole lot easier as you pulled it up and reached your hand down into your panties, flinching slightly as you now realised how sensitive you are in that moment as your finger hovered over your clit, beginning to gently rub yourself, your mind completely wondering to your darkest thoughts that you kept secret from Ashton. Your other hand had wondered up to your breasts, squeezing yourself through the fabric, lying down on your back on the sofa in the dressing room.

Your imagination had completely clouded over with thoughts. You had clouded over so much that you hadn’t noticed Ashton had come into the changing room as the concert had ended.

Your eyes startled open as you hear somebody clearing their throat and looked up seeing Ash looking down at you, his hazel eyes seemed darker than usual, and you instantly knew you were in trouble.

“So you decided to not obey rules just because I wasn’t around hm?” He asked you as you pulled your dress back down to give yourself some decency back and you sat up from your spot to spin around and face your rather angry looking boyfriend. What you didn’t know was that the rest of the boys had also seen your actions, all three Calum, Luke and Michael peering over Ashton’s shoulder to look down at you.

You jumped up as you realised that they had seen everything. You gulped as you looked down being able to feel the blush creeping up onto your cheeks. A whimper left your lips as you felt Ashton’s hand grip onto your hair and pull you down to your knees and look up at him and the other lads. You didn’t know what to say as you looked at Ashton in the eyes, seeing that they were dark and he seemed genuinely angry with you.

“Strip...” He spoke and let you go, but you didn’t move, so he shook his head “Now infront of the lads since you were moaning their names.” He said, making you back away a little bit as the rest of them looked at you, seeming to have large smirks on all of their faces.

You slowly peeled off your dress and looked down at the ground, leaving you clad in your lace panties and matching bra.

“Look at us pet.” Spoke Ashton and you looked up at him with innocent (Y/E/C) eyes. You could feel all of them taking in your figure, sicking Calum licks his lips like he was a lion looking at his prey. Luke had a strong blush on his cheeks, making him look even cuter than usual, and Mikey was just staring at your breasts. Ashton forced you back down to your knees, and you could hear the zipper of jeans, knowing it was Ash taking out his cock. You weren’t stupid.

He entangled his hand back into your hair and pulled you up to his large cock that was rock hard and looked down at you. Before he carried on he stopped and his eyes softened slightly.

“Safe word?” he spoke, making you glad that he had put your safety the first thing on his mind and that you were OK.

“Red.” You said and he smiled and his dominant side completely took over again.

“Come on pet, show the boys what your pretty mouth can do.” His voice was raspy and deep as he spoke and you opened your mouth and he slowly but surely eased his member in, soon it touching the back of your throat. You didn’t want to move as you were too embarrassed, now realising you were sucking off your sexy as fuck boyfriend in front of his equally as attractive band mates.

“If you don’t begin to suck it on your own accord, I’m just going to throat fuck you.” He growled as you looked up at him through your lashes and began to move back and forth slowly. You began to swirl your tongue around his tip, and took more of him in, not being able to get all the way balls deep as he was too big for this.

Ashton was letting out soft moans as he still had a hold of your hair to keep you from pulling off his cock, making you soaked through your panties. In between trying not to choke on Ash’s cock and moan at the feeling of him in your mouth you could hear other moans. You glanced up and could see the others were now rubbing themselves through their trousers, but Luke wasn’t doing anything, but you could definitely see he was completely hard through his leather trousers.

Ashton pulled out of your warm mouth and looked down at you “Back on the couch, I want the lads to be able to explore your beautiful body.” He smirked and you nodded your head “Hold on...Luke come and remove her panties and bra.” Luke being the only one completely clothed timidly walked over to you and looked down at you.

“Are you OK with this?” He asked you and you nodded your head, giving him a sweet smile, and he proceeded to hook his fingers around your panties and pulled then down gently, seeing that you were soaked. “Fuck your soaked pup.” He groaned, making you moan quietly at his nickname for you as he unhooked your bra, and pulled it off you, completely exposing your perfect breasts.

You walked back to the sofa and lay back, your (Y/H/C) splaying out around you as you lay down. You used your hands to cover your stomach, making Ashton frown as he could see you hiding yourself from the boys “Luke hold her hands in place.” Luke nodded his head, walking over to you. You tried to move your hands so that he couldn’t grip the, but he beat you to it, and now had your hands pinned above your head, completely leaving you exposed as you looked above over to see Ashton sat in one of the chairs, his feet up and he relaxed back.

“Do as you want with her lads...but if she says red, you instantly stop what you are doing and move away from her. I don’t care what you are doing, you stop and let go of her.”

You felt Luke’s hands gripping onto your wrists tightly as you tried to pull away, but he wouldn’t let go.

Michael came up beside you and began to kiss down your neck, causing goosebumps to travel across your skin as he began to kiss down to your collar bones, sucking gently and nibbling on your skin. His lips soon made their way down to your breasts, feeling him kiss all over your soft skin. You yelped a little as he took your left nipple in his mouth and began to suck gently, then beginning to nibble, causing you to become more soaked as he bit down more harshly, making you yelp out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Meanwhile, Cal had began to slide his finger through your folds, collecting your juices and smirked up at you with his deep chocolate brown eyes.

“Damn baby girl your soaking wet. Did we all do this to you?” He smirked as he put his fingers next to your lips, making you lick his fingers clean of your own juices “Such a good girl.” He groaned. You looked across at Ash, seeing him now pumping his own cock as he watched the boys now playing with your body, doing as they wished. His eyes were locked with yours as you felt Calum enter 2 whole fingers into you, not giving you anytime to adjust to his long fingers. He began to pump them in and out a fast pace, then soon adding a third making you moan loudly.

He soon had his head between your thighs, finger fucking you and beginning to suck on your sensitive clit, nibbling gently, humming, causing vibrations to go through your core, causing another moan to escape your swollen lips.

Luke had now let go of your hands, and was unbuttoning his trousers and pulling down the zipper, followed by him pulling down his leather trousers as they pooled around his ankles. He leaned down and hovered his cock over your lips, taking a gentle grip of your hair and pulled your mouth onto his cock “Let’s see if Ash is right about how good you are with your mouth.” You opened your mouth slightly, a little bit scared as you hadn’t sucked anybody’s elses dick apart from Ashton’s, but he was gentle as he pushed into your mouth and began to thrust back and forth slowly, soon speeding up, the tip hitting the back of your throat. You didn’t know what to concentrate on as your mind began to cloud over with over stimulation.

You could feel that familiar feeling building in your stomach as your orgasm was building, now Calum having three fingers inside you and sucking on your clit. Eventually you let yourself go, cumming all over Calum’s fingers as he pulled out.

Before you knew it, you were riding Ashton’s dick, Michael’s dick was in your mouth and you were pumping Luke and Calum off. Michael came first inside your mouth, forcing you to swallow, and left to go and wash himself up.

Michael’s dick was replaced by Calum’s and then Luke’s, until both of them had shot their loads down your throat and you had swallowed both like a good sub, leaving both you and Ashton alone.

Ash manhandled you onto your front so that your ass was in the air doggy style, and began to fuck you without mercy, spanking your ass harshly with every other thrust. You could feel his thrusts beginning to get sloppier, and then with one final thrust he came inside you, letting go of your hips that were sure to bruise from his grip, allowing you to collapse down. Ash pulled his jeans back on and pulled on a clean shirt from his bag, helping you back into your dress and pants, picking you up and cuddled you on the sofa.

“You did so well baby. I’m so proud of you.” He smiled as he cuddled you into his chest, kissing you on the forehead. You hummed in response, way too tired to actually reply with words. “I love you” He smiled, lulling you into a peaceful sleep.

[sadistmichael]

I am HOME and ready to participate in the discussion! I’ve not seen anything for Cal or Ash yet, so what do you think their main kinks would be?

Honestly, I feel like both of them would be pretty aligned with one another.

For Calum, I see very quiet but strong energy.

With kinks such as:

- Impact Play

- Breath play

- Dominance

- Wax play

- Multiple Orgasms

For Ashton, I see something similar, but more rough:

Such as:

- Objectification

- Impact Play

- Daddy kink

- Dominance

- Breeding

- Orgasm Denial

These are just a few of what could be a ton, but 😵‍💫.

[lukeisbaby]

oof the thought of cal tying up his little girl, getting her on her knees, on the floor, with a Hitachi wand perched underneath her and just sitting back and telling her either up or down and teasing her for HOURS as he forces her to hover over a huge vibrator only to be told up and completely pull away from the wand being robbed of her orgasm..or him saying down once and then not saying anything for a whole other hour..just watching her drool and scream around the ball gag. all he does is laugh

this is so hot.

you’re straight up crying and calum’s just smirking, he’d pull out his phone and take a video while he denies you of your orgasm, getting the sight of your pussy dripping all over the floor and every little whine you’d let out through the gag

he would overstimulate the fuck out of you, making you cum over and over till you literally can’t take anymore, your own drool covering your chest and chin and tears streaming down your face till you fall into subspace, unable to even try to fight it anymore, only then he’d stop, turning the vibrator off and helping you to the bathroom, getting you cleaned up and giving you the best aftercare that he knows you desperately needed after what he put you through

[lukeisbaby]

oKAY SO LIKE BREEDING KINK WITH CAL !!! i feel he’d be very, and i mean VERY, into a breeding kink. like maybe hes fucking you and just keeps saying stuff such as “fucking mine” “say it” like just full on dom!cal and territorial as FUCK the fact that i’m writing this and tHINKING of this whole babysitting an 11 y/o is beyond me i’m really just calum hood’s bitch

ugh like he’s fucking into you so roughly, hands holding your thighs apart so he can just go to town on your pussy

he’d lean down to wrap his fingers around your throat, looking into your eyes like “you know this cunt belongs to me, right?all. fucking. mine.” just thrusting so deep into you between his words

you’d only be able to whimper so he’d smack the side of your face, grabbing your jaw “fuckin say it.”

“yes! all yours, cal. only yours.”

“gonna fill you up, gonna cum in your cunt till it’s dripping out onto the sheets.”