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inthepassengerside · 9 months ago

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Halloween

warnings: oral (f), fingering, sir like once, dirty talk, cuddling before and after

a/n: this is old </3

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It was getting late. You had decided to go to a party closer an opposite side of the city with your friends—who were best friends with a group of boys.

It was a Halloween party, you had just dressed up as a simple angel. You had nothing in your closet as it was a last minute decision to go, and that was the only thing you could put together from previous years.

It was your third year of college, and you weren’t one to turn down a party. Even though you were upset at your friends for feeling the need to attend an hour before it begun, you still went. It was Halloween! You wanted to have fun.

So, you put on your white eyeliner and cute outfit and decided to go have a ball. You might have looked a little childish since your friends dressed, well, to be undressed, but, you hoped they could get some and have an eventful night. You weren’t looking for anything other than a good time.

As to the particular boys who were hosting this party, they were all nice. Calum was the closest to you guys, always checking up in the group chats and reaching out to invite you to these type of things.

None of the boys were dressed up, each in comfortable house attire. You thought it was very lame, not the type of energy a Halloween party should have.

Sometimes you felt forgotten, but it wasn’t anything towards your friends. You just weren’t as close to all the people they were. You got along with them well, Ashton, Michael, Calum, and Luke. You had spoken to Luke less than the others, as he was a little shy, but you knew he was a good guy.

As it was getting late, an incredibly heavy thunderstorm had begun. The people in the room lessened as bodies were leaving and you and your friends helped clean up. Nobody ever bothered to stick around for that part.

“Wow, it’s incredible outside,” Michael said as he walked to throw out some garbage he picked up.

“Oh shit! What are we going to do? We can’t drive home in this. The one time we all stayed sober, too,” Your friend let out a chuckle.

As all they all talked amongst themselves they decided it was the best to spend the night. Heat rose to your cheeks. Where were you going to sleep? You didn’t like sharing rooms or spending the night anywhere other than your bed. Thunderstorms terrified you already.

You sighed to yourself and sat down on the sofa as you finished your last spot of cleaning.

“There’s a spare bedroom upstairs. It’s a queen sized bed. There are four of you though, anyone can take the floor or we can pull out some cushions from this couch,” Ashton shrugged.

You spoke up before anyone else took the offer, “If you guys are all cool with sharing a bed I’ll just take the couch down here,”

“Are you sure? There can be enough space if anyone wants to stay in our rooms too,” Calum said.

Luke was looking at his feet. He ruffled a hand through his hair and then pulled out his phone, sitting down across from you.

“Nah, thank you, but it’s fine. I honestly prefer it,” You sent him a shy smile, to which he mirrored back.

Your eyes landed on your friends, who were each sending you apologetic looks from across the room. You also smiled their way, waving your hand, telling them not to worry about it.

Ashton sighed, “Well, it’s been a long day guys, so I’m heading up. Thank you all for coming, we’ll see you in the morning.”

Everyone agreed and said goodnight, piling up the stairs one after another, except Luke, who wandered a few steps away into his room and shut the door.

It actually felt nice, the air conditioner kept the room cool and a comforting silence.

The only thing that sucked was the clothes you had on. You were waiting for someone to offer, but you’re sure it just slipped their minds. You were wondering if you could pull off just sleeping in your costume, but the thought of your skirt riding up and one of the guys finding you on the couch exposed made you nervous. You wandered over to Luke’s room since he was the closest and knocked on his door.

It took him a minute before he opened the door, his hair matted against his forehead and his face a little red, breathing heavy which was concerning. You decided not to dwell on it and just ask before he fell asleep. It had been a solid fifteen minutes after everyone said goodnight.

“I’m so sorry, but I can’t sleep in these clothes. Do you mind if I borrow some? I swear I’ll have them back in the morning.” You rambled, biting the inside of your cheek out of nervousness. You wouldn’t feel this bad if you had talked to him on the regular, but you didn’t.

It took him a little while before he actually responded, just staring at you, “Yeah, yeah of course.”

Luke opened the door wider so you could walk in. You took the time to admire the small, but comfortable room he had as you waited for some clothes. A tiny sofa chair, guitars, and posters aligned in a corner along with other items that resembled his character.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around to see Luke, holding folded items as he extended them out to you.

“Thank you so much,” You said as you showed a small smile, “Like I said I’ll have these back tomorrow.”

He waved, “Stop, I don’t care about that. Get some sleep. There’s a bathroom along the other side of this wall for you to change.”

You glanced out the door to where he pointed and started walking towards it.

“Goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning,” You said to the blonde boy, making your way into the bathroom.

You set the clothes on top of the sink and started undressing. He had given you four items. A pair of boxers, a t-shirt, crewneck, and sweatpants. You put on the boxers and t-shirt and left the others on the sink folded next to your costume.

The thought of wearing another boy’s clothing made you blush, but you pushed the thought away just as fast as it entered your mind.

It was no doubt Luke was a very attractive man. You end up feeling upset sometimes that you’re not close with him because you want to spend more time with him. He’s also part of the reason you came to this party.

Flicking off the lights, you shut the door and made yourself comfortable on the couch. Ashton had brought you down pillows and covers as well.

You spent the next ten minutes scrolling on your phone before attempting to go to sleep.

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Flashes of white keep you unsteady for the next half hour.

The uncomfortable couch didn’t help, the whole situation made you break out in sweats. Readjusting your position for what felt like the hundredth time that night, you ended up on your back.

Thunder roared as you jolted. You sat up, you were never going to fall asleep.

Before you could shut your eyes in effort to ease your restlessness, a door squeaked open and light dimly lit the room. Your head turned, noticing Luke standing in the doorway.

“Are you ever going to fall asleep?” He asked, tone nothing but serious.

You felt so embarrassed. You figured it wouldn’t be that obvious you were tossing and turning, but the noises of the couch creaking every time you turned didn’t help, “I’m so sorry. Did I wake you?”

He rubbed his tired eyes, “What’s keeping you awake?”

“The storm, and I can’t seem to get comfortable.”

He walked towards you and reached to collect your pillows and sheets, “Come sleep in my room. There’s only one window and I have thick curtains.”

“No, no, I promise you it’s fine.”

“You’re not going to fall asleep out here. C’mon.”

You sighed, “Thank you.”

He smiled, “Don’t mention it.”

You walked into his room and he put your pillows and sheets on the recliner. Walking towards it, Luke’s eyebrows furrowed. “What are you doing?”

“Um, getting ready to sleep.”

“You’re taking the bed, don’t even think about arguing it’s too late for that.”

You shook your head. “Luke I already feel guilty about waking you up. Please let me take the chair.”

You heard fake snores. Wow, okay.

You chucked to yourself. “Thank you.” Getting into his unmade bed, you flicked off the lamp on the nightstand as you both said goodnight.

Yet the thunderstorm was only getting worse. You spent the next five minutes embracing the cold sheets before realizing you were too scared to sleep alone.

You felt so embarrassed. Back home, you were able to tell one of your girlfriends to sleep in the same bed- yet share a respectable distance.

Shivers went down your spine. You had to suck it up, just for one night.

Before you could let your thoughts wander any deeper, you felt the bed dip and a faint smell of cologne. “I can see you shiver every time there’s movement outside. Is this okay? Are you uncomfortable?” Luke was spooning you— he draped his hand over your waist, pulling you closer to him.

You could cry, really, and the last few hours emphasized feelings for this boy that you didn’t know were already there. You felt your entire body get hot, yet all tension left it at the same time. You eased into his touch, pushing your head further into the pillows which resulted to his in your neck. You swore there were tears welling in your eyes.

“Yeah, very comfortable. Thanks.” you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

He didn’t break his position. “We’re in a really intimate position right now, so I feel like there’s no other time to bring this up, but, I really want to get to know you better. I really like you,” the blonde chuckled.

“I do too, Luke. I would love to spend more time with you.”

You swore you were dreaming. You were all alone a few minutes ago, and now you’re sleeping in Luke’s bed— with him.

You felt his fingers move to your side, the digits playing and fidgeting with your exposed skin. He untucked his head from your neck, instead moving your hair over your shoulder and kissing along the space he created.

Heat immediately erupted all over your body. God, it’s been so long— too long— since you’ve been touched.

You melt into him, arching and breathing heavy. He sits up, leaving you both on your side, but to get easier access to your body.

Luke continues suckling on your neck, making noticeable marks no doubt. He nips at your ear, creating marks down your jaw. The blonde continues his suckling for a while, going back and licking at each of the marks before flipping you on your back.

You both can barely see each other, Luke flicks on the lamp next to his bed yet it’s still so dark you can only see his prominent features.

His face is flushed, lips parted and puffed, hair disheveled. So much like when you opened the door to ask for clothes an hour or two ago.

You’re sure you look similar— you feel heat course throughout your body and you’re incredibly needy for him and his touch.

He reaches forward after admiring you for a good while. “Can I take this off?” Tugging at your shirt.

“Yes.”

You practically cry out, you didn’t want to seem too touch deprived— but damn was this getting you.

He pulls up your shirt and admires your beauty. He looks like he’s starving and you’re the only meal in the room. “God help me,” he mumbles.

You chuckle, but it’s cut off quickly as he reaches down to start toying with your breasts. “Mm, such pretty tits all for me. Right? Just f’me?” You gasped, you weren’t expecting dirty talk this soon, but it was working. You were soaking your panties, you’re so sure the patch can be seen through his boxers.

“Mm, yes baby,” you moan. You were always loud in bed with each experience you’ve had. Most of the guys didn’t like it, so you tried to keep quiet this time.

Luke did the unexpected, bringing his mouth down to suck along your breast, keeping attention on the other as well. You closed your eyes, lost in bliss as he slightly nibbled your nipple. You cried out, glaring down at him just to see him already glaring up at you.

He switched, doing the same exact thing to the opposite breasts. It was going to be a long night and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t looking forward to it.

“How wet are you?” He murmurs as he glides down your body, peppering kisses until he meets the waistband of your—his—boxers.

You’re taken aback by the question, “what?”

“How wet did you get for me?” He repeated.

“Um, I want you,” you blushed.

He chuckled, “I know you do baby, but that wasn’t my question. I want you to tell me how wet you are. Can you feel it?”

“Yes, I can feel it Luke.” You want to break eye contact, but it feels impossible, the way he’s looking at you is addicting.

“Describe it to me. How does it feel?” He continues.

You moan, “I can feel it soaking my panties, Luke. It’s gushing out of me and I’m sure you’ll be able to see it through your boxers. I need it, please, I need you so bad.”

His lips part a good amount. He looks even hungrier than before, and you can tell your words tested him. The blonde wasn’t expecting you to be so— descriptive.

“Fucking christ, well let’s see then?” He sits back on his knees as you arch up for him, wanting him to see that you want him to see.

You were right, you’re absolutely soaked through and the wet patch is even bigger than you both expected. Luke sighed heavily.

“Looks like you’re right peach. Fucking drenched. You’re incredible.” You gave him innocent eyes when you looked up at him.

Boldness hit you. You wanted to say something, but debated saying it because you didn’t know if he would be into it or not. Taking a chance, you reply,

“Are you going to clean up my mess, sir?”

What were once oceanic blue orbs turned to navy, all you could sense was lust. Luke wasted no time. Ripping off his boxers and your panties in one go.

He lay flat on his stomach before diving right into your core. You slammed the palm of your hand onto your mouth, moaning right into it.

Right away, he rips your hand off your mouth and puts it into his hair. You tug at his locks. The strokes if his tongue were going back and forth between your entrance and clit. You glanced down at him and it was the biggest mistake, his glare towards you was enough to make your head fall right back to where it was on the pillow as your eyes rolled back.

He sucks your sensitive nub into his mouth, and it’s impossible to not hear the slurping. You’ve never felt pleasure like this before, in fact, you think this is the first time someones ever gone down on you. You bite your lip to surprise your moans, but it barely works.

Luke switches up, his mouth going down to push into and lap up at your core, cleaning up all the arousal that’s pooling out of you. He brings his fingers into the mix, thumbing at your clit and rubbing circles so roughly.

He continues his assault on your pussy in the most euphoric way. He sits up, his fingers still pumping inside of you.

“Baby, thinking about all the things Im going to do to you when you’re mine.. G’nna fuck this tight little pussy so good, so hard..”

You groan, “Please baby. Tell me how, tell me.”

“Mmm. Fuck you messy n’ tired. Take you from behind, slowly, and feel you up, kissin down your back. Or I’ll have you so good that you cum so much it hurts, but you still ask for more.”

He puts his mouth back on you and you cum right then and there. It’s such bliss you don’t understand how someone could ever make you feel like this. Flashes of white flash behind your eyes and you can’t tell if it’s lightning filling the room or just your aftershocks of the orgasm.

Luke is still going, lapping up your cum that leaks out of you. You’re hand that’s raked in his hair starts tugging, telling him to stop. He pulls back, coming up immediately to kiss you.

“That was incredible, thank you. I’ve never felt that before,” you compliment. He gives you a lazy smile.

You notice his erection against your leg as you sit up. “Let me take care of you?”

“Mmm, we both need sleep love. In the morning? Wake me up with it.” He smirks. Your face heats up again.

The boy pulls his shirt back over you, turning off the lamp and tucks you both into your covers.

Before you fall into a deep and comfortable sleep as Luke is rubbing your back, you think of what has just happened and smile to yourself. This event will play back in your head forever, and you can’t help but hope everything that’s happened with Luke will continue to evolve.

You hear and feel his quiet breathes, and you realize you’re not sure if you can ever sleep without him during thunderstorms again.

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valentiyne · 1 year ago

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𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 ꕥ 𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗋𝗐𝗂𝗇

Ashton Irwin x Fem!reader Summary: On the way to a halloween party, you're met with many obstacles; one of which happens to have red hair. Warnings: Mild cursing, grumpy Calum Word count: 1.5k Copyright © 2023 Valentiyne. All rights reserved. This original work is not allowed to be reposted on any platform in any format. Was previously @/Talkfastromancee

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"Calum I already told you I'd be there tonight", I laugh into the phone, attempting to hold it between my ear and shoulder- my hand's occupied on the steering wheel.

"I know Y/N, but it's about to start soon and I can't go downstairs without my costume", He whispers back. By the sound of his voice, I can imagine him pouting slightly.

The annual Halloween party Calum always threw was something no one wanted to miss.

He always planned the next one six months before and had a strict dress code- dress up or get lost. It also carried the reputation of trying to go as long as possible before being shut down- last years record was 41 minutes.

Calum took it so seriously, he'd go as far as cancel shows that happen to land the same week of the party.

Glancing down at my passenger seat, I stifle a laugh at the huge red and yellow crayon costumes that he had begged us to get as soon as he spotted them in Target. Of course I threw a fit about it, claiming it was ridiculous.

I only agreed on the plan if he'd be the yellow crayon.

"Okay Okay, i'll be there in ten", I don't give him any time to speak before I ended the call and toss my phone over to the passenger seat- it landing on the costume packages with a thud. My eyes down to the GPS on the screen and sigh. Calum whining in my ear made me miss my turn almost half a mile ago.

I watched as the fields trees and shrubs around me turned into splotches of various shades of green. The rain littered my windows and I mentally bet on the racing raindrops to fall down first. I rubbed my eyes with one hand before glancing back down at the GPS. It notifies me of a faster route if I turn in the next half mile onto a side street. Humming to myself, I slowly squint to focus my eyes as a few streets came into view.

I just saved myself 7 minutes.

The road was marked with numerous signs stating, "Do Not Enter", "Private Property", one even going as far as saying "Trespassers will be shot". Nevertheless, I continued forward down the dirt road, my car bounced around from the rocks and debris littering the floor. I knew I'd have to be there soon- Didn't want another passive aggressive phone call from Hood.

I leaned over to snatch my phone from my passenger seat to call Calum once more before my car suddenly jolted to a stop. My phone slid off the seat and clattered to the floor, getting lost under the seat somewhere. I push a little harder on the gas, my tires squealing at the effort. I put the car in reverse, craning my neck to look behind me and I try and back out- still nothing.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me," A pathetic laugh escapes my lips as I put the car in park, making sure to pull my emergency brake up and turn my hazards on. I slowly step out of my car, my shoes squishing into the mud and I crouch down in an attempt to see the cause of my car shutting off. The car was hissing, almost teasing me of the situation I was now in. I stomped around to the other side of my car and wiped my eyes with my hands to try and see better. I mentally cursed myself for not dressing more appropriately, looking down at my outfit that was to be worn underneath the crayon costume.

Pulling my passenger door open, I crouched inside and tore open the costume package and pulled out the giant red crayon headpiece. It was the only thing remotely close to a hat and it would give me more visibility in the rain. I slipped the costume on and tugged the hat on top of my head, blocking me from the rain.

I looked ridiculous- standing in the pouring rain in a crayon costume in the middle of no where.

I crouched down once more to search for my phone, wiping the rain drops from the screen once I located it, before dialing Calum's number. It rang a few times before it clicked and the sound of the party filled my ears,

"Calum? Hey-", I began loudly but he soon cut me off.

"Where the hell are you?" , He hissed almost immediately and I mentally rolled my eyes at him.

"Calum my car just broke down turning into the road, can you come get me?", I plead, wiping my face with my hands to rid the rain from my now drenched face.

"Shit- I can't. I've already started drinking, costume-less might I add", He chuckles to himself and I hear him let out a deep exhale before fumbling with him phone. "Look, I'll have one of my mates come get you. Where are you?"

I groan in annoyance, sliding into the passenger side of my car sideways to hover my mud stained shoes outside. I switch the phone over to my left hand and press it to my ear once more,

"Um, I passed by a few signs earlier.... do not enter yada-yada. I'm stopped next to a huge tree." He hums in response and I can hear his fingers frantically typing on his phone.

"Okay, uhhh he will be there in 5"

"He? Who's-", before I can finish my question, he had hung up and I'm met with a click.

Mentally cursing him, and myself for that matter, I let out a large sigh and laugh to myself. I stared off for a few moments, thinking back on how I even managed to end up here. The bright light of headlights snapped me from my gaze and I covered my eyes and slid out of my car, back into the mud.

I waved my hands in the air and the driver put their own hazards on, stepping out of their car and walking towards me.

"Are you Y/N?", His voice was hoarse, almost like he'd just woken up.

"Uh yeah are you Calum's friend?" I put my hand up to the light, attempting to get a better look at the man before me. His freshly dyed hair stained his forehead and hands, and his costume was a mere white dress shirt covered in fake blood.

"Yeah, I'm Ashton- nice costume by the way", He points his long finger at me and lets out a laugh, his dimples out on display and I cross my arms in return.

"Haha, very funny" I squint my eyes at him before I uncross my arms and turn away from him, smiling to myself slightly.

"I'm supposed to be matching with Calum", I turn back around to defend myself, only to be met with a cheesy grin from the man in front of me.

He raises a brow at this, "What is he supposed to be a notebook?"

"Wha- No! He's the yellow crayon and Im", I motion my hands towards the costume clung to my figure, "the red crayon"

"Right", he rubs his chin for a moment before shaking his head as a slight giggle escapes his lips.

"Let me take a look, yeah?" Balancing himself slightly, he treads slowly in the mud towards my car. I watch him cautiously, just incase he does happen to slip and I get to watch it all up close. He rolls up his sleeves and brushes past me, crouching down to get a better look at the situation.

His hair is slicked back with gel, or maybe rain even, and his white shirt now see through from the rain. I've known Calum since high school, why has he never mention this Ashton guy?

"I think you're stuck in the mud", He stands up, wiping his hands on his trousers and turning towards me.

"No shit, how do I get out?" My tone came out a little bitchier than I wanted so I smile slightly to make up for it. He just shrugs once again in response and looks down at me.

"I say, you leave the car here until tomorrow when the rain and mud clears up and I'll drive you down to pick it up", I let out a gasp, pointing at the numerous signs marked on the trees.

"Nuh Uh, I am not letting my car get towed", He laughs once again and gives a mere smile at me.

"Fine, i'll leave you here to suffer, you'll miss Calum's party and never hear the end of it? Deal?"

I huff in annoyance, stomping away from him in the mud towards my car. I swung the driver door and leaned in to gather my belongings, tucking Calum's costume under my own. My keys slip into my purse and I also tuck it under my costume.

"If my car gets towed, then you'll never hear the end of it", I make my way towards his car, leaving him there smiling like an idiot as I wait for him to unlock it.

"If it gets towed, i'll pay for it"

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