#i keep trying to seek reassurance over and over. cause i feel like im insane. but it isnt a black and white situation

[spacyacey]

Lays down on the ground. I wish it was August already so I can start therapyyyy. I need a fucking professional to help me dig through this fucked up situation im obsessing over. before my executive dysfunction fails to keep holding me back👍

[cashtonsangel]

A Dangerous Game

Summary: You have been teasing Ashton all night, and Ashton has had enough (fem!reader x ashton).

Word Count: 3700

Warnings: its smut ladies and gents, NSFW

A/N: omg cindy writing? and she writing smut??? yeah even im surprised that i did this and the fact that i managed to write something is freaking insane anyways feedback is much appreciated

Tonight had been a game of cat and mouse for you and Ashton. There was you, the mouse, constantly trying to rile him up throughout the night as you teased him in every way possible. Then there was Ashton, the cat, quietly observing your every move, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on his prey and attack.

It all started back at your apartment as you were both getting dressed for your night out. In order for your plan to work, you knew you had to push every single one of Ashton’s buttons tonight. Seeking out the most alluring dress in your closet, you did your hair and makeup so that they would accentuate your features and drive Ashton mad.

You barely got out of the house once Ashton got one look at you, but with much convincing and reassurance, the two of you made your way one of your favorites spots downtown.

When arriving at the club, you started off small, not wanting to push him too far yet. Little things such as your hands lingering a couple seconds longer than necessary and holding his gaze for a beat longer than you were suppose to rile him up at the beginning of the night.

As the night when on, your advances were more forward and brazen. Cupping his ass, grinding your body all over his, and intentionally avoiding all his is advances, you did everything in your power to push Ashton to his limits.

And after the fifth time you denied his kiss, Ashton had had enough.

Roughly gripping your hips, he pulled your body closer to his before you felt his warm breath by your ear.

“I know what you’re doing, doll, and I hope you you’re ready to pay the price.”

A chill went down your spine from both fear and excitement. Spinning around so that you were face to face with your boyfriend, you placed sloppy kisses along his jaw line up to right under his ear. Roughly sucking on the sensitive area, Ashton let out a sharp breath and loosened his grip on your hips.

Taking advantage of his distracted state, you slipped out of his harsh grip and walked towards the exit, but not before whispering one last thing in his ear.

“Bring it on.”

With his long strides, it didn’t take long for Ashton to catch up to your retreating figure. Walking out of the bar hand in hand, you both flagged down a lyft and got into the backseat of the car.  

Wanting to push Ash to the edge, you placed your hand on his knee, rubbing gentle circles up and down his thigh, adding pressure every time your hand got near his bulge.

Leaning close to you, he nipped your ear as a warning, “you’re playing a dangerous game, doll.”

You could only smirk in response and slowly inched your hand closer and closer to the zipper of his pants.  Before you could get anywhere close, Ashton roughly grabbed your hand, preventing you from wandering and further.

“Don’t.”

The rest of the ride back to your shared apartment was filled with thick tension. Ashton’s grip barely loosening through the entirety of the drive, not trusting you for a single moment. He knew you were up to no good, and judging by your act tonight, he knew you would take opportunity you could to drive him up the wall.

Both of you sat stiffly in the lyft knowing that any small slip up would lead to something you both would regret in the morning. The tension could be cut by a knife, and even your driver could feel the thick air between the two of you. The driver tried to drown out some of the tension by blasting the music, but it did little to ease up the atmosphere.

Once you arrive at Ashton’s house, the both of you swiftly climbed out of the car with Ashton gruffly thanking your driver. Fumbling with the keys, Ashton managed to finally open the door after a few tries, and you both rushed in.

Haphazardly discarding his keys and jacket on the ground, Ashton roughly pushed you against the wall adjacent to the door, and your hands found his waist to try and steady yourself from the rapid movement. His lips nipped and sucked on your neck and jaw leaving marks all over your exposed skin.

“You’ve been such a fucking brat all night, doll. Teasing and dancing like that all night. What do you have to say about that, hmm?” He punctuated each of his words with a nip or a sloppy kiss.

“I- uh- I,” letting out a breathy moan, you could barely form a coherent sentence, overwhelmed by Ashton’s distracting lips.

“What’s that, doll? I don’t quite understand.” There was an air of arrogance in his voice, knowing exactly why your words were stuck in your throat.

“I’m waiting,” pausing his assault on your jaw, his lips ghosted your ear before harshly sucking on your sweet spot located right below your ear causing your knees to buckle. The only thing keeping you upright was Ashton’s body pinning you against the wall.

Moving down your jaw, Ashton’s lips danced around your cheeks and chin, covering every inch of you face with his lips except for where you want them the most.

“Ash,” you whined, trying to get his lips on yours by guiding his head with your hands. Before your hands could even make it up to his shoulders, they were roughly pinned to the wall by his.

“Nuh uh. You’ve been such a fucking tease all night, and now that we’re home, we are playing by my rules. Is that understood?”

He didn’t give you any time to respond before his lips latched onto your neck, surely leaving marks all over.

“Now, I believe I asked you a question, doll. And I’ve yet to receive a response. You know I’m not the most patient man. Why were you being such a brat tonight?” he reiterated, determined to elicit some type of verbal response.

No words escaped your mouth. They couldn’t. The only sounds that you were capable of at the moment were soft cries and whimpers every time Ashton nipped at your sensitive skin.

Your breathing was labored, and your mind was foggy. There were just way too many sensations on your body. Ashton’s soft lips caressing your skin, his silky shirt pressing up against your chest, his rough pants rubbing against your thighs, and his cold rings biting into the skin of your hands. It was all too much.

“No words? That’s a first for tonight, huh. Looks like you’re not so tough now, are you? Not when there is absolutely nothing stopping me from pulling you over my lap and making you regret your every move tonight. Am I right, doll?”

Your breath caught as Ashton’s hands let go of yours as they started to travel the length of your body, roughly squeezing and pulling at your delicate skin. His eyes never once left yours as he hiked up the bottom of your dress.

You could only let out a whimper, barely able to concentrate on anything besides the intoxicating man in front of you.

“Nothing to say at all? Why does that not surprise me? You’re all talk, but the minute I lay my hands on you, you forget how to act. It’s such a shame really.” A smirk appeared on his face as he spoke.

Suddenly he stepped back, causing you to stumble forward as you tried and regained your senses.

“Go to the living room and strip, doll.” Without another word, Ashton turned towards the kitchen disappearing out of your eyesight.

Not wanting to dig yourself in an even bigger hole that you created, you followed his instructions. Quickly making your way to the living room, you had gotten rid of your heels and managed to step out of your dress before sitting down on the sofa, waiting for Ashton to return.

As you waited, you reflected on everything that had went down at the bar. Your game plan had worked better than you thought. Ashton was rough and callous with you which is everything that you had hoped for, but now? Now you knew for a rough night. If Ashton’s demeanor moments prior had indicated anything, you knew it was going to be one hell of a night. And that thought alone sparked fear and need through your core. However your reverie was interrupted by Ashton’s rough voice.

“Looks like you’re quite comfortable on that couch.”

You shot up at the sound of Ashton’s voice, startled by presence. His voice alone shot a fire through your core as you started to imagine all of the possibilities that tonight would bring.

Your eyes followed his figure as Ashton made his way from the kitchen to the center of the couch. Sitting down and reclining back, Ashton looked relaxed with a beer in his hand. HIs eyes roamed the length of your body taking in each and every curve that he could feast on through the dimly lit room, making you feel absolutely vulnerable and exposed.

“Come here, doll.” Shuffling so that you were directly in front of Ashton, your eyes wandered on their own. Whilst in the kitchen, Ashton had managed to unbutton the top half of his silk shirt revealing some of his chest hair that you had grown to love. His hair was tousled from all the times his fingers had run through it. And his arrogant smirk that seemingly never left his face ever since the moment he had you pressed up against the wall. When your eyes met his, the sheer intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down your spine.

“Enjoying the view?”

“Ar- are you gonna get undressed?” Choosing to ignore his statement, you tried to sound confident, but the sound of your stutter just went straight to his head.

“No, I’m quite comfortable right now.”

A moment of silence passed between the two of you before Ashton spoke again.

“Get on my thigh, doll. You’ve been acting like such a needy little girl all night, so maybe if you get your fix, you’ll starting acting like a good girl that I’ve always thought you were.”

Your eyes lit up at his statement. You absolutely love riding his thigh. Although you’ve only tried it a couple of times, there was just something so hot and intimate about using Ashton’s body to get yourself off while Ashton just sat and watched.

Climbing onto the couch, you swung your leg over his so that you were straddling his right thigh. Lowering yourself down, the texture and the coarseness of Ashton’s pants rubbed against your sensitive inner thighs.

“Comfortable?”

Nodding, you eagerly awaited for Ashton’s go, knowing that if you started without his permission, things would only do downhill from this point on.

“Alright, doll. Go ahead.”

The moment the words left his mouth, your hips immediately started moving, grinding your naked core on the rough fabric. Wanting a little bit more support, you placed your hands on Ashton chest and leaned forwards so that each and every moment created friction between your clit and the fabric. However, your boyfriend had other plans.

“Nope, you didn’t think was gonna make it that easy for you, right? Hands behind your back and sit up straight. The only contact you’re allowed to have is your pussy on my thigh, that’s it. You are gonna work for that orgasm, is that clear?”

Letting out a whine, you were unhappy with his words. You wanted to touch his chest and enjoy this moment with him underneath your hands more than anything, and Ashton just ruined it with a few words. This was supposed to be an easy and rewarding task, but with these new conditions, it was going to be so much harder.

“You do remember this is a punishment, right doll? I am not going to tolerate your whimpers and cries until you’ve proven to me that you know how to act like a good little girl. You were being a fucking tease, and now you have to pay the consequences.”

You voiced your dissatisfaction, but otherwise complied with his demands.

Sitting up straight, you clasped your hands behind your back before continuing the rocking motion of your hips, creating the traction that you so desperately needed.

The first few moments were slow and calculated. Your movements were shy and unsure since you didn’t know what to expect from Ashton. Another twist could be hiding around the corner, and you weren’t sure if could handle it.

As you finally found an angle that hit your clit in just the right spot, your movements became more confident as you stop thinking and started living in the moment.

Minutes passed as you rapidly increased your pace once you had found a rhythm. Your eyes closed on their own accord as everything around you started to disappear save for you and your boyfriend. The sound of your labored breathing and wetness filled the otherwise quiet room.

You had felt Ashton’s eyes on your figure the entire time, piercing yours as he watched each and every movement completely entranced, his stare causing you to slightly exaggerate your motions to put on a show.

You could feel a knot slowly forming at the bottom of your stomach from your movements, and you knew it would take long for you to find the release that you were so desperately craving. Your hips were moving quicker and quicker as you came closer and closer to the edge.

The moans and whines that spilled from your mouth became louder and more persistent. Your movements became increasingly sloppier as you tried to tip over the edge, not caring about how you looked as long as you could find your release.

As you felt your pussy tighten, an indication that you were just at the edge, a pair of hand roughly gripped your hips ceasing all movements from your hips.

“Ash,” you whined, hopelessly trying to move against his grip, his hands squeezing tighter with your actions in warning.

“Tsk, tsk, stop before you get into more trouble, doll.”

“Ash, please? I’m so close, please. I’ll do anything, babe.”

“Hmm, as tempting as that sounds, this is supposed to be a punishment, doll. Letting you orgasm doesn’t sound like a punishment to me, especially this easily.”

As the knot in your stomach slowly dissipated, Ashton’s words started to register in your mind.

Worry crept up your spine. You knew this was too easy, and now you were anxious about what Ashton has up his sleeve.

“Ash-,” your words were silenced by Ashton’s finger on your lips.

“It looks like you’re having too much fun, doll, and I don’t think that’s fair. I mean you’ve were such a bad girl tonight, and now you think you can just come like that? Nuh-uh I don’t think so, doll. Don’t you think I deserve to have some fun too?”

Rapidly nodding, you knew once you gave into whatever he demanded, you would finally get the release that you were so desperately craving.

“Eager, are we? You haven’t even heard what I had to say,” humor laced his words, amused at your desperate state.

“Ash, please,” you whined as Ashton kept on stalling.

“Make me come first, and then I’ll let you have your release, doll.”

“How?” Looking up at him, you wanted to try and find his angle.

“Ride me.”

Those words make a shiver roll down your spine. Your body was already sensitive from riding Ashton’s thigh, and now you weren’t sure how you were going to hold your release back before Ashton’s.

But you wanted this. You needed this. This was your plan all along, to tease Ashton all night so that he would push you to your limits.

Climbing off his lap, you slid onto your knees between Ashton’s legs, careful to maintain eye contact with him the entire time, knowing that that would drive him insane. You reached for the buckle of his belt and carefully undid it before gently unzipping his pants.

Once the zipper was undone, Ashton hastily shoved his pants and underwear off his thighs and off his legs, freeing his cock from the fabric confines.

Grabbing his length, you worked your hands up and down feeling him harden beneath your hands, leaving no inch untouched. Your lips paid special attention to his sensitive head, swirling your tongue over his lips over and over again, eliciting a hiss from Ashton.

Smiling at his response, you removed your mouth and placed a teasing but gentle kiss on the head before trailing down his length.

“Stop playin’, doll.” Ashton managed to grunt out. His breath started to become labored by your actions and his fists were clenched. His eyes pierced yours in warning, wanting you to stop your teasing.

Obeying his command, you grabbed the condom that Ashton had conveniently placed on one of the couch cushions on rolled it onto his length before you slowly rose from your knees and straddled his frame. Stealing a quick kiss from his lips, you aligned his cock with your entrance and slowly sunk down.

The feeling of Ashton’s cock entering your slit overwhelmed all of your senses. Enjoying the moments, you wanted to savor the feeling of being stretched out and filled just a little bit longer.

“Move, please,” Ashton gritted out between his clenched teeth. Placing his hands on your hips, he tried to force you to move, but you just brushed his hands away.

Taking a deep breath, you slowly moved your hips, rocking them back and forth and up and down. Your movements were slow at first, wanting to make him briefly pay for his cruel punishment, but that resolve soon broke as need took over your body.

Throaty moans and grunts left both of your lips. The sound of your skin slapping against each other echoed throughout the house as Ashton’s hips began to meet yours halfway.

Blinded by all of the overwhelming sensations, you barely noticed Ashton’s hands making their way down to your clit rubbing and teasing you, making holding back almost impossible.

Your body was already stimulated from riding his thigh, so between Ashton’s rough thrusts and his fingers working their magic, it didn’t take long for you to feel the knot forming in your gut once again.

“Ash, fuck, Ash, I’m almost there. Fuck, I-,” you could barely form a sentence; your mind a jumbled mess.

“Not yet, doll. Not yet.” He punctuated his words with rough thrusts.

“Ash-”

“No, doll. Hold it- fuck, just hold it, doll.”

Letting out a whine, you were disappointed but still listened, trying the best you could to hold back.

Ashton’s movements became more and more desperate as he felt you struggling to keep your orgasm at bay. His fingers roughly dug into your hips and his thrusts became sloppier as his started to reach his edge.

With one more thrust, Ashton buried himself inside of you and came with a loud groan, and the feeling of his come filling you up sent you over the edge.

Your body leaned on his for support riding out your orgasm as Ashton’s fingers continued to play with your sensitive bud amplifying you pleasure.

Coming down from your high, you felt your boyfriend place a gentle kiss on your temple and mumble about how good you were in your eye. Raising your hips up slightly, Ashton pulled out and discarded the condom in the bin by the sofa before pulling your body closer once again.

Slightly pulling back, you captured his moving lips in a soft kiss expressing your gratitude for everything that played out tonight. It has exceeded your expectations.

Pulling back, you rested your head on Ashton’s shoulder as the both of you rested from your prior activities.

Once he regained a little bit of energy, your boyfriend stood up and walked to the bathroom with you still in his arms.

Setting you onto the counter, Ashton silently ran a warm bath for the both of you to relax your muscles.

When the temperature of the water was just right, you and Ashton stepped into the tub and tried to find a comfortable position.

Taking turns, you and Ashton created a rhythm going back and forth lathering and rinsing each other’s body. No words were exchanged during these intimate moments as you both savored each other’s presences.

All cleaned up, you drained the tub as Ashton stepped out to dry himself before wrapping the towel around you. As you dried yourself off, Ashton walked into the closet and grabbed a pair of shorts for him and an oversized t-shirt for you.

“Arms up, doll.” Shuffling over to where you stood, Ashton bunched the shirt up and threaded your arms through the sleeves and let the fabric fall to the top of your thighs.

Before you could even thank him, Ashton had picked you up bridal style swinging you back and forth while walking toward the foot of your bed.

Gently placing you on the bed he made sure you were comfortable before climbing into his side of the bed and pulled you into his side.

Pulling your lips in for a kiss, you couldn’t help but close your eyes and savor this moment.

Sure, you loved when Ashton was the overly confident asshole, but this tender side of him was your favorite.

You were the first to pull away, and leaned your forehead against his. Opening your eyes, you gazed into his gorgeous eyes and saw the immense love that Ashton had for you.

“I love you so much, Ashton.” You were the first to break the silence, hoping that your voice truly conveyed how much you meant those words.

The corners of his lips turned upwards as his grip around your waist tighten.

“You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, doll. I love you”

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