#alan ashby smut

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I'm back!!!

I haven't been writing for such a long time. Send me requests so I can start again:) I will literally write smut fluff or just stories about anybody

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Andy Leo / Dave Escamilla (A call for Role Players??)

Alright, this is gonna be killer. If you're reading this you're probably cool idk. Let's get the hard stuff out the way, okay. I don't write or rp smut, it's uncomfortable for me to write-let alone write about in perspective. Andrew Velasquez is my dad and I ship him with Dave Escamilla even tho he's left cte and things are complicated with them. Idk what's going on, it's not my business anyway. Anyway, here's a list of my ships I guess??? Andrew Velasquez / David Escamilla (this is my favorite) Ashton Irwin / Calum Hood Luke Hemmings / Michael Clifford Harry Potter / Draco Malfoy Newt / Thomas (The Maze Runner) Vic Fuentes / Kellin Quinn (I haven't done this since 2015) Austin Carlile / Alan Ashby ( not since 2015) Alex Gasgarth / Jack Barakat (not since 2014) I rp almost everything and I'm even okay with switching a few things around, if you don't RP BxB then we can incorporate a girl and do a straight rp instead ( this doesn't happen often but I won't turn it down ) I'm willing to rp things I haven't in awhile as well, Like Kellic and Jalex. (see above) These are not all my ships, they are just the basic ones. The ones I enjoy doing the most. Don't be afraid to send me a message! I have some prompts already typed out, it usually takes me five minutes to half an hour to write a prompt, depending on the ship and how you want the RP to turnout. I don't think my prompts are anything special, we can definitely use yours or we can make our own together. If you don't like the prompts I have then I'm sure there's still something we can figure out, don't be afraid to share your ideas! They're probably awesome. If you have something you'd want to see written I suppose I can take small requests. Don't be afraid to ask! Honestly, I'll probably say yes. I have a kik and my username is @/ katomam You can message me there anytime, I will reply to you within the same day and I'm usually never away from my phone.

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Sad News We lost most of our requests.

I think when I redid the blog I accidentally deleted it.  So If you’ve requested, and it’s not on the list. Let us know. But I will be looking back to try and recover them all. Thank you! 

You can find the upcoming list here.

Imagine Requests are still closed. This is only open to those who have requested and have been lost.

-Adie

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I made a funny

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Me looking at photos of Austin Carlile

* goes through millions of photos of Austin*

Me: Austin makes me cum so hard

Mom: what'd you say

Me: nothing mom

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Awfully Weird - Alan Ashby

How about a Alan ashby school one where he’s really bad in a subject and your his tutor and he slowly starts falling for you but doesn’t know how to ask you out so he invited you to his party and y’all play spin the bottle and then he leads you up stairs after the game and things get super heated?

I’ve been adding to this forever... here, there, anywhere. And it is finally finished, I praise the Lord. Sorry if I kinda dragged it. Smut warning. Written by Emma.

"It’s okay, Alan, psychology can be a hard subject." I say to the ginger-haired boy, closing his textbook looking embarrassed.

"I know, I just wish I was better at it." He mumbles, flipping his hair out of his eyes.

I’m Alan’s tutor at school for psychology. I was allocated it a while back when Alan started finding the subject difficult. He’s a year below me, so I’m further ahead in the course and already know everything he needs to. My teacher suggested I tutored him as firstly, to be handy and help out another student then secondly, it would look good for me. Anyhow, I agreed to it and here I am, months later, being Alan’s tutor.

He’s cute with freckles, ginger hair and hazel eyes. As a character he’s quite a reserved, quiet and shy guy in principle but I think that’s just because he isn’t that comfortable with me yet. He’s the type of boy that holds his glance a little too long, and when you notice, he shifts his eyes awkwardly and blushes a crimson red.

"Well, I should get going." I say, checking the time on my phone. The sessions I had with Alan were only 45 minutes, and I didn’t like dragging out the awkwardness with him.

"Oh, um, okay." He says, he collects my things off of his bed and hands them to me. We’d always study in his room as it’s usually more quiet and appropriate to work considering the privacy we got.

"Thanks." Warmly, I smile at him.

"It’s cool." He leads me out of his bedroom - I don’t know why, but he always does.

"What’s it like your parents not being home?" I ask him. I’d known from a short previous conversation that they are out of town this week, coming home after the weekend.

"Nice, I haven’t been nagged about work." I hear him sigh in relief as we go down the stairs.

"Well, you’re doing great in psychology." I say to him, I see him smile to himself in an embarrassed way. As he turns slightly to open his front door. "See you next week." I say.

"Yep." He nods his head, opening the door. He tries to smile at me without blushing.

"Okay." I laugh softly to myself, turning around and walking down his drive.

"Y/N!" Alan calls out. Frowning, I turn.

"Yeah?" I look at him as he peeks out of his front door.

"I’m, I’m having a party here, tomorrow night, there’s, there’s gonna be quite a bit of people from my year coming over." He scratches the back of his head shyly. "If, if you want, you can come along?" He tilts his head after awkwardly stuttering.

"I… Yeah sure, why not." I shrug at him with a smile. I see his shoulders relax as he leans against his door frame. "As long as you promise not to ditch me with a bunch of random people." Sarcastically, I raise my eyebrows.

"No." He shakes his head with a smirk. That’s the first time I’ve seen him look relatively comfortable with me.

"I’ll see you tomorrow then." I wave, continuing down his driveway. Well… I guess this is a start.

Next Night

Dressing simplistically, I’m just wearing a long sleeved dress with black tights and some ankle boots. I’ve got a small bag with me, just to keep my phone and keys in. I’ve kept my make up to normal, just with heavier stroke of eyeliner across my eyelids.

Knocking on his front door, I wait patiently by Alan’s house. I wonder what tonight would be like. It’s kind of weird me coming to a party of his, considering I’m his tutor. It’s a bit informal, but whatever helps us get along I guess.

"Y/N, h-hey.” Alan greets, accidentally checking out the rest of my body before eventually looking up to my eyes.

"Hey." I smile at him. It’s odd, seeing him in something that isn’t uniform, but he becomes a lot more appealing to the eye, I have to strangely admit. He’s in tight black jeans and a close fitting button up shirt. "I… Am I early?" I try to change the topic to prevent me from staring.

"Uh, um.." He blinks back to reality and begins to go red. "No, a few people are already here. Come on, I’ll show you." He smiles, gesturing me to come inside. I hear the music from another room blasting as I step in and he closes the door. "Do, do you want me to take your bag upstairs into my room? To make sure you don’t lose it?" He offers, titling his head. I nod and hand it to him, it’s nice to see him looking comfortable for once, even if it’s just a little. Hopefully tonight we’ll become better friends.

Alan disappears up the stairs so I walk myself into his living room, which is already forming a crowd of people, faces which are familiar from the school we go to. Only a few people he said.

"Hey, you’re Y/N, right?" A boy says to me. He has dark eyes with also long hair.

"Yeah, and you?" I ask.

"Austin, I’m one of Alan’s friends." He grins. "Alan talks about you a lot, I can see why." Cheekily, he bites his lip as he oversees my body.

Somebody hops to my side quickly. “Y/N, this is Austin.” Alan introduces.

"I gathered." I answer, looking him over.

"Ignore everything he says and just him in general." Alan almost holds me protectively, to be honest it’s the most contact we’ve ever had. Austin smirks and winks at me as Alan turns me away.

Later That Evening

Music is blaring and everybody is drinking, having fun. I’ve managed to have seen every person in Alan’s house by later this evening. I’d expected that Alan would have wondered off with some friends but he’s kept me by his side.

As we’ve both had some to drink, we’ve automatically become closer and have been chatting more. Alan’s hand has a permanent spot on my back from where he’s been showing me around. For once, I feel like we’re actually friends and our company isn’t forced upon each other.

Currently, me, Alan and a bunch of his friends are sitting in a huge circle around a coffee table in his living room, playing spin the bottle. There’s about 14/15 of us playing whilst others watch or are in other parts of the house.

"Phil and… Lucy!" Two names are called with a following of laughter. A tall boy with dark hair makes his way over to a blonde girl before planting a kiss on her lips. A few giggles emerge.

"Austin and… Char!" The next name gets called. Austin is sat next to me. "Dammit, why couldn’t that of been you." Jokingly, he pulls a sad face before patting my leg and standing up. He strolls up to a girl with red hair, before cupping her face and kissing her. Whistles come from a few of the lads.

The same pattern goes over and over… “Katie and Justin!”, “Matt and Phoebe!”, “Chloe and Ellie!”, there was the odd guy and guy/girl and girl which usually ended in an awkward peck or a kiss on the cheek, with the yelling of “no homo!”. The names went on and on, I couldn’t keep count and began to stop paying attention. That was, until I heard Alan’s name. His eyes widen and he shakes his head, putting his drink down.

"Whey, Alan, finally!" Someone says. "And…" I can’t help but be intrigued. "Y/N!" My heart misses a beat my mind track stops.

"You, you don’t have to if you don’t want to." Turning awkward again, he runs his hand through his hair.

"Come on, you’re totally into her anyway!" One of his mates yell, he rolls his eyes and I can see him burning red, even in the dark light.

"Well… what harm could it do?" I say, playing with my hair a little. Drinking has made me a little careless and flirty, and well, to be honest, it wouldn’t be that bad.

"I, uhm.." Scratching the back of his neck, he begins to bite his lip.

"Just come here." I say. Leaning towards him, I place my hand on his neck. The pressure from people urging us on pushes my actions.

Without thinking, I crash my lips into his. Interlocking our lips, I’m not sure who’s taken by more surprise. I feel him freeze against me as I kiss him but not for long before he kisses me back. He quickly gets into the kiss and his tongue travels into my mouth. My heart is racing; this feels surprisingly good. I feel him push against me and his hand gently props up my jaw allowing him to kiss me deeply.

"It’s supposed to be a kiss, not a full-blown making out session!" Someone teases. Hitting realisation, we both stop dead in our tracks.

Alan pulls his head back a couple of inches, his lips are parted slightly and his eyes dart all over my face then remain glued to my lips. “Wow.” He breathes.

"Damn girl, why can’t you kiss me like that?" Austin exclaims sarcastically from behind me. I look down at the carpet and giggle nervously, backing away from Alan slightly. But my heart is racing, I want more.

The game continues and more names get called out. Resting on a hand, Alan leans closely towards me. “Hey, uh, would you want to come upstairs?” He whispers in my ear, the last word that flicks off his tongue seems to be intertwined with lust.

My blood is pumping enthusiastically and I want to have that feeling of Alan’s lips against mine again. Biting my lip, I nod my head.

Standing up, Alan offers me his hand before helping me to his side. He wraps one arm around me from behind, pressing my back to his front. Quickly, he shuffles the both of us out the room.

"Hey, hey, hey. Where are you two going?" Austin calls, a cheeky tone to his voice.

"Away from you." Alan says as he turns over his shoulder, he smirks to himself as he looks straight forward and we exit his living room.

He swaps positions and leads me up his stairs. I can’t help the butterflies that swarm in my stomach, I’m excited to go upstairs with Alan, the boy that I’m tutoring?

He takes me into his room which I’m all too familiar with then closes the door. As he stands in front of me, he cups my neck. He presses his forehead against mine, our lips centimeters apart.

"I, I’m really attracted to you," He breathes shakily. "Like, you’re really, really, beautiful.” Nodding my head, I don’t really concentrate on his words, I just step backwards closer and closer to his bed. Clumsily, he pushes me backwards into his bed.

I creep up to the head of his bed, resting back on my elbows, as he clambers on top of me. We smirk at each other for a brief moment before the looks disappear and stare. If we do this now, it’s all on us. There’s nobody pressuring us to do it, we want this, we both do. Things won’t be the same if this happens, I might be getting a closer relationship to Alan tonight that I came out for. I tilt my head as I look up at him.

Spontaneously, Alan pushes his lips to mine. The kiss is timid at first, but he presses himself against me, introducing an eager feel. Practically forcing my back straight onto the bed, Alan becomes more and more assertive. His lips interlock with mine and it feels like he’s been holding this back for a while, like he’s been wanting this for a long time.

I let myself get absorbed into the moment and coil my arms around Alan’s neck, I can tell he sees this as a go button almost as he collapses his elbows and shifts his weight down onto me. It gives him the ability to kiss me deeply and lustfully.

Quick breaths escape from both of our lips as well as short moans. With my hands, I begin to untwine them and mess with the collar on his shirt. His hands slide down the side of my body before reaching the end of my dress and plays with the hem of it, unsure of whether to go further.

Beginning to undo Alan’s shirt buttons, he detaches his lips and rests his forehead against mine. He looks down to his own body and sees me undressing him, he covers his smirk badly with an exhale of breath.

"I don’t believe I’m going to do this with you, my tutor." He exclaims, although I can’t tell whether from excitement or embarrassment. Continuing to undo the buttons I look up to him with a flirty grin. "Like, the girl who teaches me. It’s kinda…" He becomes lost for words and i unbutton the last hole.

I sit up, my hands grabbing both sides of the shirt. They travel up to the collar, where I tug at it playfully. “Hot. Right?” I whisper in his ear as I peel his shirt off from his shoulders. He groans as the words flick off my tongue.

He doesn’t respond, just bites his bottom lip and nods as he presses me back down to the bed. He kisses me with such force I don’t feel like I have time to breathe. My hands relocate their position, locked around Alan’s neck, but it isn’t long before I wish to explore his newly exposed chest. My hands start at either of his collar bones, slowly gliding down to his torso. Reaching his waistband, I undo his jeans with one pull then his flyer.

Seemingly we’re taking it in turns, as Alan’s hands slide behind my back. Unzipping it rapidly, he wastes no time to sit up and move his hands to my shoulders, where he softly begins to reveal my body to himself.

After pulling my dress down past my boots, he guides me in kicking those off too before carefully removing my tights. He kicks off his own jeans and trousers, leaving him in just his boxers.

I’m not sure whether for privacy or shyness, but Alan pulls up his quilt from beneath us and we slide underneath. It feels kind of strange, covering my body up with Alan’s dark blue duvet, the one I usually sit on to study with him, but I ignore it.

Alan turns to me and we’re both now on our sides wrapping ourselves around each other again. I place my leg over his hip, pulling our bodies even closer to each other. I can feel that he’s hard and it turns me on and gives me the urge to kiss him again.

He has the same thought and beats me to it, gripping my lips with his. This time, his tongue travels across my bottom lip before slipping inside of my mouth. Our tongues dance and explore each other’s mouths.

Something gives me the urge to let my hands explore him, so I let them trail down his chest to the waistline of his boxers. 

With my fingertips I play with the hem, lightly tugging at it. Slowly, I make my way down to his erection, and begin to palm him through his boxers. He groans against my mouth as my hands feel around.

I decide to go even further and let my hands slip into his boxers. Clasping my hand around him, he exhales a shaky breath and leans back, taking my body with him.

I pump him and it only seems to encourage him to take it to the next level. His hands scramble down my body where he begins to fumble with my underwear before he begins to quickly draw them down. His body follows and he presses his lips to my inner thigh, trailing a line as he takes my underwear off.

I sit up and let my hands unhook my bra. It's the last piece of clothing taken off my body and thrown aside. But I lay back as he begins to kiss upwards. My hands tousle in his hair, grinning to myself. I let my hands direct him to my core, where he wastes no time to stick his tongue inside of me. 

I moan, instantly pushing him in deeper. I can't help but buck my hips either, allowing him to get even more access. I'm dripping wet, and it seems like Alan is loving it. 

I hear short bursts of groans coming from his mouth as he kisses and licks me. My hands tug at his long hair as I murmur his name. 

"You - have - no idea - how long - I've - been wanting to do this - to you." He exhales loud gasps as he kisses my inner thigh again. 

"Mhm?" I don't really answer, I just pull him up and connect my lips with his. He manages to take the quilt with him. 

Eagerly, I lock my arms around him and kiss him deeply. His chest is pressed to mine, and between the kisses he looks down at my body. Intentionally, I grind my body against his. I feel his erection and acknowledge that his boxers are still on.

Rolling over, I lay on top of Alan, still kissing his lips before I begin to make my way downwards. I lightly kiss his neck, then his collar bones. Straddling him, my lips glide down his body with ease. 

As I get to his lower stomach, he yanks the duvet again, I assume he's just feeling embarrassed. I don't hesitate to pull down his boxers, with his assistance he kicks them off. 

My hand finds his length, where I begin to pump him again. I hear him moan and I smile to myself. Instinctively, I take him in my mouth. 

"Y/N, shit." He groans, tugging the quilt back so he can look down at me, indecisive much. 

I bob my head slowly up and down, I see him run one of his hands through his hair before resting on it. With his other hand, he pulls my hair gently, before applying light pressure to the back of my head, making me go deeper. I allow him to do it, watching him tense and moan my name boosts my ego to hell. I feel so bad doing this, but it feels so right at the same time. 

"Fuck me, fuck me." He murmurs, looking down to me. We lock eyes and I see his are filled with lust.

Smirking, I pull my head away, sitting up. His eyes look over my body and I see him gulp. Again, I straddle him. I sit below his waist, looking at him playfully. He reaches over to the bedside drawer, where he pulls out a condom. Carefully yet quickly he takes it out and slides it onto himself. I bite my lip. 

"I want you so much." He says to me, one of his hands stroking my waist. 

Not wasting time, I move myself forward and line myself over him. Slowly, I ease my body down, both of us groan. Rising and lowering myself repeatedly, I adjust to his size.

Leaning forward, I press my lips to Alan's again. At the slightly new position, I moan against his lips, making him do the same against mine. My hands are gripping onto his shoulders, whereas his direct my lower body. He moves me so that I begin to go faster. 

"Alan." I murmur, this feels extremely good. I feel myself dripping for him, finding this all to pleasurable. I begin to dip my body with each thrust. 

"Fuck, Y/N." He exclaims, increasing the pressure on my lower body, pushing me deeper. 

The pitch of my moan becomes slightly higher. Our lips depart and I rest them against his neck, where I'll kiss him feebly among my moaning for him. "Faster," I say. "Faster."

Assisting him, the pace goes quicker. I whine his name, the pitch of my voice got higher and higher whilst his got deeper. An urge inside of me makes me sit up, pushing him even deeper into me. 

"Y/N." Alan grunts, biting his lip. My hands rest on his hips. I adjust to the newer, deeper feeling, I moan inevitably. He thrusts into me as I grind over him. "Deeper." He groans. 

Sitting back further, I moan loudly again. I feel him graze my g-spot. "Fuck." I bite down hard on my bottom lip. 

That jelly feeling in my stomach was addictive. I begin to curse as I repeat the process, bouncing on him quickly yet deeply. I moan each time, not helping but saying "fuck" over and over. 

I feel that same feeling in the pit of my stomach, where it's tying in knots. "Alan," I whine. "I'm going to come soon.

"Same." He almost stutters. I feel the adrenaline building up inside of me and my legs begin to tremble.

"Alan." Is all I moan, it echoes the room continuously. 

Releasing myself over him, it makes him come too, groaning my name loudly. I ride it out, slowly relaxing. 

Slowly, I get off of him, slinking down beside him. Embarrassingly, he disposes of the condom into the small bin beside his bed. I see him flush bright red as he lays back down beside me. 

"That was," He gulps, tilting his head. 

"Amazing?" I finish his sentence, looking up to him with a proud smile. 

"I, yeah. That." He looks away awkwardly. 

I rest up on one elbow and look at him. "Alan, there's no need to be all shy around me, you know. From what you've shown me you aren't as shy as you come across." I smirk. Playfully, I let a hand trail down his chest. 

"I, I know. Just, this is going to be an awfully weird topic to discuss in our tutoring sessions." Although flushing bright red, he chuckles awkwardly.

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I'll Make You Feel Beautiful Once Again (Alan Ashby Smut & Fluff)

I walked- well, I was pushed into my new bunk room, at another new mental institution. “We can’t handle her,” they say. I sighed and laid down in my bunk, facing the ceiling. My head shot up when I heard distant shuffling. I watched intently as my new roommate stumbled over to me. He had gingery hair, and bright eyes. My back straightened and my head tipped to the side in realization.

"A-Alan?"

His head whipped around and his eyes widen as he saw me, coming across the same realization.

"Y/N?"

I laughed uncontrollably and jumped over to him, tears spilling from my eyes, as my childhood friend was once again in my arms. He grunted in pain and nearly dropped me as I caught myself. I stepped back and looked at him, confused.

"Are you okay?"

He started to get changed, as it was getting late, and my eyes scanned his scarred body.

"Alan…"

“I’m really sorry,”

“Why would you do this?”

“I- You,” He couldn’t quite seem to get it out. “God, Y/N I missed you so much it nearly killed me. When you walked out the door for film school, I didn’t think I’d see you again… I couldn’t deal with that.”

I wiped my eyes and hugged him again, before he could pull his gown back on.

"I missed you, too," was all I could muster up and say.

I saw his eyes turn a deeper shade of brown as I knew exactly what was coming. I pulled away from him and walked over to the door, shutting it quietly. They’ll be around to lock them soon enough, and I could tell Alan wasn’t willing to wait that long. I walked over to him slowly, before I was pushed down onto my bunk. He kept mumbling, “I missed you so much, I missed you so much,” over and over as he kissed from my jawline, down my neck and over my collarbones.

I tipped my head back onto my uncomfortable pillows where I could feel the pills from nights before, in which I refused to take, flooding the pillowcase. I moaned softly as he pulled off my gown, and I blushed immediately, feeling embarrassed, and hid myself under the blanket.

"Y/N," He looked at me with his big, saddened, brown pools.

"You know exactly what I’m going to say. You read the fan fictions."

I blushed another shade of red, surely looking like a tomato by now. I uncovered myself as he went back to kissing me. I see him smile to himself as I bite my lip.

"You know, you’re so pretty…"

I blushed more. “Quit with the corniness and get on with it before they get in here.” He chuckled and reached behind me, lifting my back and unclasping my bra. He skipped the foreplay and within seconds had my underwear and his boxers off.

I bit my lip; it had been ages since I had even been looked at by a guy, and fucking hell was I nervous. Alan looked up at me like he could smell it.

"Are you ready…?"

I nodded and leaned my head back against my pillow as he pushed into me slowly; letting me adjust.

I gasped almost immediately, feeling a little less pain than I had previously anticipated. He finally got his full length in, and started off at a slow pace. I whimpered and moaned a little too loudly than I should have, and his head snapped up to me, hushing me with his eyes. I just nodded and he continued thrusting. I bit my lip a little harder, nearly drawing blood as I latched my legs around his waist. He was pushed deeper into me, and I threw my head back and moaned louder, getting harder every time he heard me.

"Fuck, Alan," I moaned as I felt my stomach clench. By now he was keeping up a quick, breath hitching pace. He started getting rougher, and my head tipped back as my eyes fluttered in pleasure.

"God, Y/N," he muttered into my neck. I gripped his hair as his thrusts got noticeably harder. I could feel the knot in the pit of my stomach grow tighter, and I immediately knew I was close.

"A-Alan, I-"

“I know, love.” I blushed as he muttered into my neck.

My moans got louder, nearly screaming, and he got sloppier.

"Alan, Fu-!"

He covered my mouth, mid-scream, knowing we’d get caught if they heard. My back arched as my high hit hard. and Alan nipped and suck at my neck as he stiffened and released into me. I sighed and relaxed into the bunk, lowering my legs and wiping my face. Alan pulled out and laid next to me, obviously needing the release. He turned to me, and looked at me seriously, still panting heavily.

"Y/N…"

“Yes?”

“I-I love you. More than anything. I always have.”

I relaxed even more and a smile immediately slapped across my face. “I love you, too, Alan.”

I heard the lock on the door click, and Alan pulled me in for a hug, and pushed his lips closed to my ear.

"I think we’re going to be in some trouble tomorrow."

I only giggled and snuggled close to him, glad to have him back, before falling into a deep, and finally peaceful, sleep. - A/N: I’m sorry if it sucked! It’s my first!

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me: i need more smut, maybe i should follow more smut blogs.

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This One's For You. (Alan Ashby Smut)

Alan Ashby smut where you’re on tour with the band, you are good friends but there’s kind of a sexual tension, you get high and smut and kinky end? Requested by anon. Also sorry anon if it's not really kinky, I tried though... So hope you like it! ❤️✨🌚 I’ll do personals for a while, just to see how it goes. ONLY IF Y’ALL COME OUT OF ANON. Requests are still open. P.S: sorry this came out a little late, it's because I have school and I did not have time to write it. BARE WITH ME NOW! ~~~~~~~~~ *y/n’s pov* I bit my lip as my best friend, Alan, slipped on his shirt for tonight since the band wasn't playing today. Alan is my best friend, with benefits? We made out with each other, had sex, and weirdly we never made it awkward. The band is on tour and Alan has invited me. Tonight we're going out in San Francisco. We got there a day early and decided to spend the day sight seeing. I was sitting on the couch when Kevin, the manager of the band, came in looking and bit annoyed. Uh oh. Something's up. "Hey Kevin." I greeted with a smile, hopefully he'll be a little happy? "Hey Y/N." Kevin said flatly. "Listen, the boat ride is cancelled. I just told Austin and the rest of the guys." I frowned. Dammit, I was looking forward to that ride. I sighed. "Well I guess I'll tell Alan." I said before getting up and going to the bunks where Alan was. "Alan." I called him. He look up from going through his suitcase. Once he saw me I saw a smirk grow on his face "Hey sexy." Shit. I felt my panties soak up. I cleared my voice and shook my head. "Listen, the boat ride is cancelled." I said with a frown. "What!? Fuck, and I just bought the tickets!" Alan almost shouted out. "Well what should we do?" I asked as bit my lip. Alan paused for a bit then smirked to me. Well, he's having of of those famous Ashby ideas. Alan walked to the back of the bus and I followed. At the back was a bedroom that no one took for some reason. Alan went to the closet and opened it, looking through the depths of it. "Got it." Austin smiled with excitement. He took out a small green bag, with in seconds I know what it was. Weed. Funny, I haven't smoked it since that senior party I attended years ago. "You cute little fuck you." I chuckled out. Alan gave me a sly smile and opened the small bag. Right away we rolled it up and lite it up. We each took one puff. Soon two, three, and it just kept on going. I was on the couch laughing my ass off for no reason. Alan was next to me just smiling like a idiot. "Alan, your new name is bitch tits." I said with all seriousness. Alan just looked at me with straight face, moments later he bursts out laughing with me. "How about I make you my bitch tits?" Alan said. I made a confused face. Seconds later he attacked my lips with his own. I didn't hesitate to kiss him back. Soon he started to kiss down my neck and left marks behind. I moaned at the sensation of his delicious lip nipping at my bare skin. "Alan." I murmured before wrapping my arms around his neck. Soon his hands wrapped around my thighs and he carried me to the room in the back. Alan threw me on the bed and started to undress, I copied what he was doing. Seconds later we both were in our underwear now. Alan was stilling standing up with his eyes wandering my body, not missing an inch. "Alan." I said in a low voice tone. I spread my legs and started to rub myself through my still soaked panties. It didn't take long for Alan to climb over me and take off my panties. He threw them on the floor somewhere and stared to kiss my inner thighs. His lips went perfectly on my skin, I moaned quietly. Then I yelped as soon as his tongue plunged into me. "ALAN!" I yelled. He smirked against my clit and continued to each me out. He rolled his tongue against my folds then sucked on my clit again. Alan repeated this process over an over until I felt I was close. Then added his fingers in, siding in two. "Alan, I'm going to cum!" I yelled out as he continue his work. "Let it out baby." Alan said. I cummed on Alan. He came back up and pulling his fingers out, swallowing my juices. "You taste great baby." I then pushed him on his back, so I was in top now. "How do you taste?" Before going below. Once I did I took off his boxers with his teeth and set them aside. His throbbing erection spung out. I looked at Alan with a smirk. "You know what to do," Alan said. "So suck it." I smiled at him then pressed his top to my lips. Alan was already moaning. I then teased him by only sucking the tip. "Baby no teasing." Alan moaned out. I smirked to him and took him whole and bobbed my head up and down on his erection. The room was filled by Alan's moans and a little bit of squeals. I increased my pace, but that didn't seem to please him enough. Alan grabbed my head and thrusted his length into my mouth. I was going twice as fast now. "Baby I'm close." That didn't stop me there. I still wanted to taste him, so not stopping there. Soon enough I felt warm liquid shoot into my mouth. I licked it up and swallowed as I sat up. "You cute little fuck you." Alan said as he copied my words from earlier. I smiled and playfully shrugged it out. We then positioned ourselves. "Ready baby?" Alan asked as he rubbed my clit. "Fuck me Alan!" I yelled. Suddenly he plunged into me with out getting used to his length. Instead of going slow he went fast. In and out he thrusted into me. Besides my moans I heard the sound of naked skin slap against each other. "Y/N! Shit! You're right!" Alan moaned out. "HARDER!" I demanded. "As you wish baby." Alan picked up his pace and started to fuck me harder and faster. I felt a knot in my stomach, again I was close. "I'm close!" I yelled. "Hold on! Wait for me!"Alan moaned out. "FUCK!" I yelled out, releasing my load. I couldn't take it anymore. Alan just chuckled and pulled out of me. He laid me on his chest and covered ourselves with the blankets underneath us. "Sorry?" I said. "It's okay baby." Alan said before kissing my head. I was now half asleep in Alan's arms. I felt his lips kiss my head again. "I love you."

[collide-with-the-depthss]

Little Black Nightie

Prompt: Alan ashby smut with Y/N, maybe kinky (if you’re feeling kinky) please?

sorry if this is really bad, i dont know how to write sex scenes

xox- gracie

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                “Oh, babe, I forgot to tell you! I went to the mall today because one of the girls gave me a gift card to Victoria’s Secret and I bought some really cute things!” you squealed with excitement as you reached for the pink bag sitting on the floor between your legs.

                Alan looked at you from over the top of the book he had been reading, interest sparking in his eyes. “And what would those cute things be for, my love?” He folded the corner of the page and closed the book, setting it on the bedside table. You stood up from the small arm chair and stepped into the middle of the room.

                “I’ll show you.” You took off your tank top and shorts before putting the bag on the edge of the bed. Alan sat up a bit straighter and peeked into the bag, blushing when he saw the lacy fabrics.

                “Here, let me get that for you,” he said softly. He stood from the bed and stood behind you. He kissed your neck softly as his hands caressed your bare sides. He unclasped your bra and pushed it off of you as his fingers ghosted over your breasts. You smiled and reached into the bag, pulling out a thin black nightie with lace bust and thin straps to hold it all up.

                Alan looked up and squeezed your breasts. You turned in his arms and pushed him away before slipping off your plain panties and putting on the nightie. You reached back into the bag and pulled out the matching black thong and slipped it on, your back to him. You glanced over your shoulder and smiled innocently. You turned back to face him, swaying your hips slightly. “Do you like it?”

                His eyes racked over your body, lust quickly clouding them. He grabbed your hips and pulled you flush against him as his mouth continued to assault your neck, eliciting a soft moan from you. He pushed you against the bed and lay on top of you, using his weight to keep you still. “You’re going to regret teasing me so much (Y/N),” he growled into your ear.

                He reached under your nightie and pulled the thong off of your hips, letting it fall to your ankles before slowly inserting a finger into you. “You like that? Huh, (Y/N)?” He bent his head down to suck on your collar bones as he added another finger.  The movement of his hand combined with the sensations on your neck had you moaning for more. He stood and quickly stripped out of his clothes before lifting the hem of your nightie and pushing into you in one smooth motion. His mouth found yours and he kissed you with a strong need as he moved his hips slowly. You whimpered and moaned softly as his pace quickened. You wrapped your legs loosely around his waist and pulled him further into you, causing him to moan as well.  

                He left your lips and kissed down your neck and over your collar bones before stopping to leave hickeys on your breasts. You moaned loudly and he nibbled on your nipple softly. You could feel him beginning to shake as you both came at the same time. He stopped his movements after you both came down from your highs before pulling out and kissing you sweetly.

[ofmiceandimagine-blog]

Here kitty kitty kitty (Alan Ashby smut)

A/N: Okay so my stupid computer froze and dumb me didn't save the story that I had last night so I ended up losing everything but I rewrote it all so It's not biggie! I hope you like this one! I have Halloween fever and this was fun to write! :D

You stared speechless at the Halloween costume that was laid out on the bed in front of you. Your best friend, Taylor wanted a couples/best friend costume theme. And the costume she picked for the both of you, was rather revealing. It definitely wasn't your taste nor something you were extremely comfortable knowing you'd be showing off alot of your body. "Um, Tay? This is not 'me'." You arched an eyebrow at her, which she returned while adding an eyeroll. "I know Y/N! That's the point! It's Halloween! You're SUPPOSED to dress up as something that you're not!" It was a 'sexy' black cat dress. The material was made out of silk and looked like it could kill a man. On the back was a long fluffy black tail, which would sit right on your bum. Taylor went as the opposite to complete the couple look. She was a 'sexy puppy'. You thought it was a bit humorous how being an animal for a holiday was considered 'sexy' and a 'turn on' to some people. "Well, aren't all the 'sexy kitties' going to feel offended once they see me in this?" You joked, cracking a smile. "Hey! You're a hottie! Don't put yourself down! And I'll have you know I know one person who would appreciate the hell out of that costume!" A small scoff escaped your lips, rolling your eyes to her words. "Yeah, okay. Who?" "Alan Ashby." Your face began to burn at her words. You're cheeks began to grow sore from holding back a smile. That much was true, Alan was IN LOVE with cats. A girl dressed up at a kitty? You'd basically have him eating out of the palm of your hands. Taylor knew about your crush on him, and boy did she enjoy teasing you. There was always a slight problem between Alan and you. You've known each other since high school, and became close friends your senior year. You soon enough began to grow feeling for him. Everytime you would find the courage to tell him your true feelings, he would either get a girlfriend, or just ended a relationship and wasn't ready to jump into one. The last time that you two talked, he was seeing a girl who you weren't too crazy about. She was clearly so wrong for him, and you were so right for him. He was incredibly oblivious to the fact that you were crazy about him. You saw him a few times throughout the year, considering he was busy with touring with Of Mice. Taylor and yourself were invited by Austin to go to his big Halloween party at his place. He usually went all out when it came to parties, so this was going to be an eventful night. "Um, Y/N?" Her hand waving in front of your face, breaking you out of your thinking trance. "Huh? Oh sorry." you slightly blushed. "Whatever weirdo, go try on the costume!" She quickly pushed you into the bathroom, throwing the costume into your hands before shutting the door. "And let me see once your done!" she called out from the other side. You began to strip from the sweats you wore, the spandex in the dress hugging your curves the more you pulled it up. It was skin tight, but breathable and showed off your assests perfectly. You had no doubts that Alan would absolutely love it. You turned sideways, oberving the cute tail that was attached to the bottom, shaking your hips to make it move. You couldn't help but break out into a fit of giggles. "Are you almost done?" "Yeah, you can come in!" You stepped back words, allowing Taylor to enter the room. Her jaw dropped and her eyes looked like they were ready to pop out. "Holy. Fucking. Shit. Y/N, you look fucking sexy!" the both of you broke out into laughter, as she observed your outfit some more. She was already into costume, and she looked adorable as well. "Same goes to you too, cutie." you giggled, flashing her a wink. "Why thank ya m'lady. But seriously, Ashby is going to turn into a puddle once he sees you." "Can I pretty please do your hair and makeup?!" she jumped around in anticpation, clearly wanting to get her hands on you. You agreed, while she instructed you to sit down in the chair, as she worked on your makeup. Since you were a 'sexy cat' she made your makeup as simple and cat like as possible. Black eyeliner winged out by your eyes, making them pop. 3 lines painted on your cheeks to resemble whiskers and completed the look with a cute heart nose. You hair was in loose curls, but still looked appropiate for a party. "You look amazing." she complimented, unplugging the curler. The blushing returned, as the both of you walked out of the apartment and to the car. *** Parking in Austin's neighborhood was a bitch. It seemed like half of California was here for this party. You had to park the next block over to find a decent spot. As you parked and turned off the ignition, you let out a deep shaky breath. "Hey you okay?" Taylor asked concerned, reaching for the door handle. "Yeah i'm fine i'm just," "Nervous? Dont be! You look hot as hell! Have some confidence Y/N, and go get your man!" Taylor's pep talk was extremely cheesy, but it sure did make you feel a lot better. You agreed, picking up yourself as the two of you walked to the door. The entire property was laid out with halloween lights and decorations. The music was loud and muffled, occassionally shaking the ground beneath you from the bass. You rang the buzzer multiple times, hoping someone heard over the music. The door suddenly swung open revealing a bloody butcher that was no other than Austin. "Well hello ladies! You both look wow!" His eyes became glued to Taylor, both of them smiling like dopes. You began to feeling like the third wheel, growing awkward quickly. "Uh yeah, I'm gonna go in. You two be good please!" The entire house was draped with Halloween decorations. Witches, Cobwebs, fake blood, ghosts, lights, covered the walls wonderfully. The music was currently playing Michael Jackson's Thriller which some people were dancing to. It was incredibly packed in his house, you were unsure if you'd find Alan now. You weaved in and out of the crowd, deciding to get something to drink first. You successfully pushed through, reaching the large expanded kitchen. Red cups and alcohol were laid out in a row on the counter. You decided to be simple and poured some coke and vodka in a cup, going a little overboard with the vodka. You looked over to your right, seeing Alan talk to a girl who was dressed similar to you. Insecurity washed over you, the girl was absolutely gorgeous and pulled off being a 'sexy cat' better than you. How could you compare to that? You took a long drink, stomping past them and going to the balcony outside. Only a few people were outside, smoking and taking shot after shot. Your eyes skimmed the city lights in the distance, enjoying the California breeze. Somebody cleared there throat behind you, making you jump slighty. You turned around facing Alan, who was luckily alone. He made a poor attempt to dress up, the only halloween attire he wore was face makeup that ressembled a cat as well. "Wow," he breathed out, absolutely stunned. "Is that really you, Y/N?" Finally, the attention you craved from him was happening. "Like what you see Ashby?" you asked seductivly, turning slowing in front of him. As your back faced him, you shook your hips, making the tail swing from side to side. "Definitely. Wow." A small chuckle left his lips as he stared at you in awe. His eyes were beginning to undress your body. Lust was taking over. "Can we talk some place else? Like somewhere more private?" His soft hand lightly held yours, nudging his head back inside the house. "Hmm, I don't know..." you liked the idea of attempting to tease him. "Please, Y/N. It's important." "Alright, Alright. Lead the way." Alan pulled you back into the house, fighting to get through the crowd. He lead you up the large staircase, luckily noticing that everybody was mainly downstairs and outside. The hallway was pitch black, Alan was careful enough to walk slowly. A door creaked open, and the light flickered on. "Uh, Alan this isn't Austin's bedroom is it?" You felt a little uncomfortable knowing you'd be talking in Austin's room. "What? No it's the guest room, we're fine I promise!" he assured, shutting the door behind the two of you. You sat down on the edge of the queen sized bed, taking small sips from your cup. "So what did you want to talk about?" you set your drink aside on the night table as Alan sat closely next to you. "Us." His voice was extremely soft, almost a whisper. You gulped hard, afraid of knowing where he was going with this. "What about us?" a tight knot formed into the pit of your stomach, hoping you didn't do something wrong. Alan let out a deep sigh, "Y/N, I am so fucking sorry that I was too blind to see what has been in front of me for all these years. I feel like such an idiot. And I hope I didn't lose an opportunity to tell you this, but I like you Y/N, more as a friend, I have for a while now but I guess I didn't know how to tell you. And I hope I didn't make things awkward between us and if I didn't, which i'm hoping, would you like to go out on a date with me?" his deep brown eyes stared into you, your heart fluttered at his words. He likes me? He fucking likes me! You enternaly squealed with delight, nodding your head to him. Your cheeks burned from smiling so hard. "I would love to go on a date with you Alan, I'm so glad you finally asked!" you confessed, sweetly kissing his cheek. "Can I kiss you?" Alan asked innocently, afraid that he'd make the wrong move. You grinned, answering his question by pulling him by the shirt, closing the gap between the two of you. Your lips softly brushed against his, Alan didn't hesiatate to deepen it. He cupped your face with both hands, rubbing his thumbs against your rosy cheeks. His tongue slide across your lips, begging for entrance, which you immediately granted. As your tongues battled for dominance, you began playing with the bottom of Alan's shirt, slowly pulling it up. He soon enough got the hint and yanked the shirt off, throwing it someplace in the room. Your hands ran up and down his chest, gliding over his large tattoo. His hands began romaing your entire body, the silk of the dress pulling him in. You pinned him down to the bed, straddling his lap as you continued your makeout session. Alan quickly broke away, looking up at you. "Y/N, I don't want to go any farther if you're not comfortable with it." You groaned, craving his touch. "Just fuck me already, Ashby." you clenched through your teeth, hungrily kissing his neck. "Y/N, are you-" "Do you not understand the meaning of 'fuck me already'?" you hissed, making it clear that you needed him now.

"Reeer." Alan mimicked a cat before flipping the both of you over so he was on top. His lips began attacking your neck, searching desperately for your sweet spot. A soft moan escaped your lips, making you grip the sheets from under you. Alan's lips smiled against your skin as he began to lick and suck the spot. Your core grew wet, making you squirm beneath him. "Nuh uh uh kitten, stay still for me." he whispered, his hot breath hitting your ear, leaving a trail of goosebumps down your arms. He began to tug at the fabric of the dress, slowly inching it off of you. He moved his lips down to your breasts that were free, lightly sucking and nippling at each one. You hummed in pleasure, trying to remain as quiet at possible. You felt the fabric wrap around your ankles, kicking it off to the floor. The only article of clothing that the you had on was your black lace panties, which were dripping wet. Alan softly ran his hand over the fabric, feeling your core. "Damn babe, who made you this wet?" "You did." you whispered, kissing him. he deepened the kiss, quickly pulling apart "You're damn right I did." Oh god he was so cocky. You began working at his belt, unbuckling it. He helped you, quickly unbuttoning them and standing up to throw them in the opposite direction. His fingers found your panties once again, pulling them down as he rubbed your clit. "Oh fuck." a moan slipped out, gripping his arm as he continued to go faster. "Yes right there." you breathed out, throwing your head back as far as it could possibly go.

Your legs began shaking as Alan entered two fingers into you, curling them as he hit your g-spot each time. Moans were escaping from your mouth left and right. Luckily the music downstairs blocked out the sound from upstairs. "Fuck Alan! I think i'm gonna cum!" you clenched yourself around his fingers as you felt the knot form in your stomach. Your heart was racing, panting like a dog. He removed his fingers, pulling down his breifs. His erection was now visible, making you want him even more. He quickly fished around the nightstand knowing Austin kept some condoms in the drawer. He ripped open the golden packet, rolling the latex on his length. "Fuck, Y/N, you're so sexy." He slowly entered you, earning a series of moans. He moved at a reasonable length, both of you cursing under your breaths. "Damn baby, you're so tight." his hands roughly gropped onto your breasts, pounding in and out of you. "Alan fuck! Deeper!" He didn't hesitate to command your wish. He perfectly hit your g-spot each time he thrusted into you. "FUCK!" The familar knot formed into your stomach again. "Babe I'm gonna--" "Me too, Y/N. Hold it for me babe." Alan went faster and deeper, his thrusts becoming sloppier and became slower. "Now!" You both released at the same time, screaming out each others names as if there were no tomorrow.

"Holy shit!" Alan pulled out of you, grabbing the blanket on the bed. He layed down, pulling you with him. You rested your head on his chest, trying to earn oxygen back into your lungs. Both of your heartbeats were beating rapidly. "I agree! Holy shit!" You giggled, looking up to see Alan's face makeup completely smeared. "Aww your kitty makeup smeared!" He made a sad face, "meow." he pouted, trying to act like a sad kitty. You kissed his cheek, giggling at his actions. "Meow." you responded, wrapping the blanket around the two of you, cuddling up to him.

[the-perks-of-lethal-injection]

Me as a fangirl

News : IS AUSTIN CARLILE TAKEN FIND OUT IN TWENTY MINUTES Me: Ohh thats so sweet I think its great that he found someone who makes me him happy - A couple of months later- News : IS AUSTIN CARLILE GETTING SERIOUS WITH HIS NEW GIRL??? Me: * rolls eyes* Okay now you have become a problem Friend: what happened to im happy for him Me: that was before i realized that she gets to have sex with him while I'm over here reading smuts every damn day Friend: yeahhhhh I'm gonna go

[justsomebandfanfics]

Cuddling? - Alan Ashby and Austin Carlile

Can you do one where you’re austins little sister and you and alan date in total secret and theres a massive storm and alan goes to comfort you because you’re scared and it gets heated, then austin gets up to comfort you and catches alan and her. Sorry its so long and stupid and stuff ⊂((・x・))⊃

Aw I liked this, small smut warning. Hope you like it ^u^ Written by Emma.

Pathetically, I hide under the covers on my bed. The storm outside was lethal; cracking, flashing, traumatising. Since I was young I had a phobia of storms. My older brother, Austin, usually came in my room and stayed with me until I fell asleep. But tonight he was busy with his bestfriend, Alan.

Alan was actually my boyfriend, we've been together for a couple of months. Obviously, it wasn't public. The main reasoning behind it was because of Austin, I'm sure he would flip and so was Alan. Austin's extremely over protective, so he'd probably stop me and Alan from seeing each other. I was only sixteen, Austin and Alan were eighteen. I can't blame him for being like that, but I think I'm old enough to sort out my relationships.

I was so deep in thought about it I didn't hear my bedroom door open. Startling me, my sheets are slightly tugged away from me. "Austin?" I murmur, not being able to see who it is. "Wrong." I hear the familiar voice of somebody else. "Alan," I smile, coming up from my hiding place. "Are you okay? I know you don't like thunder and lightning. Austin wanted me to check up on you." Sitting on the bed, he strokes my cheekbone. "Well, I'm better now you're here." I say, admiringly looking up at him. "Good." He breathes.

He shuffles, tucking himself under the sheets with me and wraps his arm around me. "How do you like this?" He asks with a small smile. Nuzzling my head towards his chest, I snuggle up to him. I didn't want this moment to end; it was amazing. Another slap of lightning erupts outside, making me jump and dig closer towards Alan. "It'll be okay, stop worrying, the storm will pass." He murmurs into my ear. When there's no thunder emerging, I love the silent atmosphere, just hearing him breathe lightly. He leans down towards me, pressing our lips together.

Without hesitation, I kiss him back. His lips were perfect, just like everything else about him. My hands lock around his neck as our breathing gets heavier, pulling him even closer to me. I feel it getting heated between us. "Alan, I want you." I whisper in his ear seductively. Pausing the kiss, his looks me in the eyes. They reflect the same look: lust. "Oh god, I want you too." He murmurs.

Immediately, his lips go to my neck. He begins to work softly, but it feels more intense the more he kisses. A clap of lightning strikes, making me jump. "Shh, relax." He says to my neck as he kisses. My hands trail down his chest to the waistband of his jeans. With a small tug, the button becomes undone. Slowly, I unzip them. "You sure you want to do that? You know what I get like." He chuckles before making more kisses. "That's the idea." I reply, starting to slide them down his legs. "Well then."

He detaches himself and what seems like a few seconds later, his shirt and trousers are off with only my quilt covering his bare body. "Your turn." He smirks. But without further adieu, he strips me of my clothing, leaving my body completely naked. He brings his lips to mine again for a long, firm kiss. Our bare chests pressed together turns me on, making the idea of him in me irresistible.

He reaches for my bedside drawer, where he keeps a small stash of condoms. Quickly, he puts it on. Shuffling on top of me, his erection presses on my stomach. "You sure you want to?" He tilts his head. "I'm sure." I say, pushing his head towards mine with my hands. My fingers twine with the locks in his hair, as our lips connect. I ask for access in his mouth with my tongue. Granting permission, his tongue slithers into my mouth and it dances playfully with mine. He inserts himself into me, I moan into his mouth. "Now shh, we don't want Austin hearing, do we?" He chuckles, parting our lips. "You don't want me hearing what?" Absentmindedly, Austin swings open my bedroom door.

"Oh my god." Is Austin's first words. "Oh my god." I repeat, looking at my older brother. "Oh my god." Alan says for the third time, his voice higher pitched than all of ours. "Oh my god." Austin yells. Me and Alan are frozen, petrified in the moment.

"You're, you're..." My brother stammers. "Cuddling?" Alan looks hopefully to Austin, a pathetic smile on his lips. Austin's lips lay flat, looking not amused. "Alright, no.." Alan slowly manoeuvres his body off of me, to my other side, and hides behind me. "He's all yours." He whispers over my shoulder cowardly.

"All mine? She's all mine?" Austin repeats his words, looking highly infuriated. Me and Alan look like children about to get yelled at by their mother. He's going to go nuts, I know he is..

"Alan.." Austin growls at his friend. His face looks down to mine, which is flustered red by now, I want to sink into my mattress. But the hardened look softens as his eyes meet mine. "..Alan." His hands move up from his sides to his mouth. Before they reach his lips, I see them curl upwards. He bursts into laughter.

Exchanging looks, me and Alan frown. "Austin, are you okay?" I cock an eyebrow at my older brother, laughing hysterically by the doorway. "No, no. Are you?" He points at me. "Alan, seriously? Alan." He continues his cackles.

"You know, I could find all of this 'Alan' offensive." Alan emerges from his hiding place behind me and sits up. However, I still hide wrapped in my covers, staring at Austin like he's insane. "But, still, Alan. You're fucking Alan." He still sniggers. "And what?" Alan says defensively. "I'm sorry, mate. Really, I am." Austin rests his index finger on his upper lip. "But I'm more sorry for Y/N." He adds, beginning to laugh again. I roll my eyes and pull my quilt over me. "Okay, okay. I'll go. Just - use a condom and, uh, don't be too loud." He breaks into laughter loudly before slamming the door shut behind him.

[band-fanfic-and-imagines69]

"Come on, let me hold your hand."

"Alan valentine where all the other band members give their girlfriends presents and alan forgets? :3"  

-im guessing this was the more detailed to the Alan valentine's day smut?-

"aw! Phil!" Anouk cried, falling into his arms before she placed small kisses all around his face. 

Amanda following shortly after her, only her voice was muffled by the thick wood of the back lounge, soon followed by a muffled 'I Love You' from Aaron.  

Jen and Tino were curled up next to each other, Tino's arms were around Jen, his head snuggled into her neck as she read the novel she'd been working on since tour started. 

"Happy Valentino day baby." She chuckled, pressing her lips to his temple. 

"No, happy valentines to you baby." Tino mumbled, kissing her neck. 

"Your turn Alan!" the only single guy in the room yelled, attempting to throw Alan under the bus. 

"It's okay Austin, Alan and I don;t celebrate the manufactured holidays." I smiled, looking down from my phone to answer him before Alan had a chance to speak. 

"Well, you sure do celebrate st. Patrick's day." Alan snickered, looking up at me. 

I grabbed the pillow next to me at the booth and hurdled it at Alan, landing it into his chest. 

"It's true." He mumbles, Hugging the pillow to his chest, giving me puppy dog eyes over the small fringe of the plush. 

"Hey guys, we're heading out." Amanda and Aaron chimed in, walking through the middle of the living area, Jennifer and Tino standing up afterwords. 

"we're gonna go to that cafe we saw earlier." they smiled as Jen slipped on her shoes, Tino grabbing her book for her and they headed for the door. 

Anouk and Phil were still cuddled in the corner until Phil leaned back and spoke something we couldn't understand . 

they both got up and left without a word, Phil only waved and Austin waved back like an idiot. 

Alan and I both looked at each other intently, Alan gave me a small wink before we both looked over to Austin. 

it took him a moment before he looked up from his phone, then over to the two of us. 

"Oh, I guess that's my queue to leave." He spoke as he stood up, straightening out his shirt and pants legs before he laced up his high tops and grabbed his phone. 

"Okay, well be safe, uh that's all I got." Austin laughed, exiting the bus, locking the door behind him with the key.  

as soon as i heard the lock click, i immediately got up, leaving my phone on the table, I stormed back to the back lounge and slammed the door, leaving Alan sitting in the living area. 

"baby, come on. let me in." He whined, knocking on the door, 

"If you'd care enough to check, the door is unlocked." I hissed, bringing my knees up to my chest as he cautiously slipped in, looking over to me with his puppy dog eyes.

"baby, what's wrong?" he asked me, giving me an innocent smile before he placed his hands on my knees, sitting on his in the floor in front of me.

"Alan you knew what today was, I know i hate getting gifts for valentines day, but you could have at least said something to me." i scowled down to him.

"happy Valentines day baby." Alan almost whispered as he kissed my shin.

I scoffed and looked down at him, his eyes big and round.

he poked out his bottom lip and slowly parted my legs, placing sweet, gentle kisses on my inner thighs.

"Just let me make it up to you." He mumbled onto the skin, nibble at it for a moment before he blew warm air over the damp patch of skin.

I moved in my seat as my breath hitched, Alan firmly placed his hands on my thighs as his teeth scraped and nibbled at the sensitive skin.

"Alan" I breathed, feeling his fingers fumble with the lining of my already wet panties.

"mhm Kitten, all this for me?" he purred against my skin. he peeled my panties off of my warmth and pushed them to the side, blowing hot air onto my warmth.

I could feel his body tense up as he ran his tongue along my slit, he moaned lightly, and licked at my warmth, leaving me a moaning mess below him.

he slowly detached his lips and looked up at me as he danced his fingers up my leg.

"I want you to look into my eyes while I finger you, I want to see your eyes filled with satisfaction as I make you feel good." He grunted as he finally pushed two fingers into my heat, my walls clenching around his digits. 

"baby, you've gotta calm down, i've only stuck a couple of fingers in you and you're already close to cumming." he teased, moving his body up to kiss me, his fingers slowly dipping firther and further into me as his lips worked on mine, my moans trapped between our lips 

He slowly withdrew his fingers from me and sucked them into his mouth, sloppily licking off my fluids as he used his free hand to yank down his pants and boxers, he quickly stepped out of them and popped his fingers out of his mouth. 

"Damn baby, you still taste so good." he smirked, my face turning a light pink, a small smirk turning up at the corners of his mouth as he placed a kiss on my forehead. 

He leaned back and looked at me, giving me a questioning eyebrow raise. 

I nodded in conformation, and he slowly pushed into me, the feeling almost foreign from the months we hadn't been able to have private time together. 

We only had chances for "A quicky" as Alan called them which usually meant I would blow him and he'd later repay me with his skilled fingers or his mouth. 

"Alan." I let out a deep groan, his tip brushing my G-spot as he pushed back in, his ginger curls falling onto his forehead. 

I slipped my fingers along his forehead, taking the hair up, slicking it back into the rest of his hair 

I smiled at his appearance until a strained grunt/moan combination was pushed out of me. 

I felt my stomach clinch up as he sped up, dragging his fingers along my stomach until he reached my clit, lazily rubbing figure 8's on it 

"cum for me baby." he spoke in a breathy grunt 

with a few more thrusts I was following his request and releasing around him, he pressed his hips up and into me forcefully, his shoulders falling forward with his head hanging, a low groan slipping from his plump lips .

He slowly pulled out of me and collapsed on the couch, wrapping his arms around my waist, putting his face in my lap. 

"I love you baby, happy valentines day, sorry i didn't say anything." he mumbled, kissing the top of my thigh.

"don't worry, you made it up baby." I smiled, laying my head back as I played with his hair.