Ashton Irwin: Smut

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1. July 7th

"Happy birthday, Ash," I say, and lean up on my tiptoes, giving Ashton a kiss on his cheek.

His face flushes and he smiles. "Thank you, Y/N."

I give him one last tight hug and go back down the hall and into my room. I close the door behind me and flop onto the bed, pulling out my iPod. I stick one of the ear buds into my ear and scroll through all my playlists, settling for the one with songs by all my favorite punk rock bands in it. Not 5SOS, of course, because they're not punk rock. I inwardly wink and smile, telling my pissed off subconscious that I was just kidding before sticking the other ear bud in my ear and pressing play. As 'End Up Here' begins, I lie my head down onto the pillow and slowly drift off to sleep, dreaming of cute boys with brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Y/N, wake up. C'mon love, wake up." I'm too tired to recognize the voice, and for all I know, it could be some damn creepy stalker in my bedroom, but I don't care. I'm too damn tired to even move.

I mumble a "hmmm" and begin humming the words for 'Always' by Blink 182, which is now playing, but only in one ear. Where the hell did my other ear bud go? I place my fingers around the wire where the two ear buds connect, and trail my fingers along it until I find the other one, grasping it in my hand and holding it against me while the guy talks.

"C'mon beautiful, I wanna ask you something," he coos. Wait... Ashton? I crack open my eyes enough to see the person, looking over all of their features before smiling. Ashton. I sit up and rub my eyes, ridding them of the sleep in the corners and along my eyelashes. "Good morning, sleeping beauty," he teases, laughing lightly.

"Hey," I mumble. "What's up?"

"You now," he laughs. I sigh. Not this, not now. A small frown plays on my lips, making him stop laughing. "Awe, Y/N, I'm sorry. I was just kidding."

I can't help the smile tugging at my lips. "Gotcha," I tease.

He laughs at me before growing quiet again. What the hell? Is something bothering him? "Ash, you okay?"

"Y-yeah, I just.. I wanted to a-ask you something but I'm not s-sure how you'll handle it," he stutters. Oh god, he's nervous. That usually isn't good.

I place my hand on his shoulder and he looks up at me and into my eyes. "Ask me," I encourage.

"Okay, um, well you know how I always tease you about wanting to have sex with you?" he asks. I nod. Where is he going with this? "Well I just wanted to, um, to know if you really would, you know, have sex with me?" Oh my god. I must be dreaming. I nod, not able to find the words. "Okay, I have one more question," he pauses, fidgeting in his spot on my bed. "Would you be up for a threesome? I mean, it's cool if you say no, but it would be fun. I know how you've always wanted one and stuff." He rubs the back of his neck. Holy shit, he's really nervous.

"Ash." I lean forward and place my hands on his knees, instantly calming him. "You're so nervous and it's so damn cute, and yes, I would love one."

"Really?" His eyes light up and he looks at me, shocked, his lips twitching to stop himself from smiling.

"Yes," I smile.

The smile that he was trying contain made its way into view. "I'll be right back." And with those words, he gets off my bed and leaves my room. A few minutes pass before my door opens and he walks back in, followed by Michael. Oh.

"Hi," he smiles. He's wearing his black ripped skinny jeans and his Iron Maiden t-shirt. Fuck yes. Those clothes won't stay on long. I inwardly wink at my inner goddess, who is panting in the corner as she is sprawled across a chair, fanning herself with her hand. I see we agree on something.

"I hope that you don't mind that it's Michael." Ashton's voice interrupts the reverie that I was beginning to drift to.

"What?" I squeak. Oh god. I sound stupid. I clear my throat to regain my voice before speaking. "No, of course not."

Ashton cocks an eyebrow at me. "You sure?"

"Oh god yes," I say under my breath, on the fence about how I would feel if they heard it. They both look at each other, smirking, and rip their pants and shirt off, standing only in their boxers now. "Well," I encourage, gesturing towards their still-clothed bodies. They give each other another smirk before stepping out of their boxers. "Holy shit." I gasp as my breath is caught in my throat somewhere. Fuck. My eyes wander back and forth from Michael and Ashton relentlessly. Holy fucking hell.

I hadn't noticed that I was staring until Ashton snapped me back into reality. "Well," he smirks at me.

I blink a few times, closing my mouth and licking my lips. "What?"

"Aren't you gonna tell us how we look?" Michael questions, smirking at me.

"I.. you.. you both.. fuck." I can't find words. My mind is jumbled as I stare relentlessly at the two boys in front of me, their smirks and huge, hard dicks. Fucking hell. How can someone be so damn big? My god. I gulp, trying to breathe somehow but finding it implausible. "How the?"

"Well," Ashton begins. "We get a lot of, um, exercise?" he asks.

I snort. "Exercise? Really, Ash? You couldn't get Mikey to run unless you ran off with his pizza, and you, you don't ever run," I laugh.

"Yeah," he laughs. "I guess that is true." A grin takes over his features and I stop laughing to smile back at him before his expression falls serious. "You ready?"

My face falls completely blank and I nod, not trusting my voice.

Many thoughts run through my head, but one in particular makes me stop and finally process what's happening. "Ash?" I question.

"Yes, love?"

"I um, how am I uh.." I trail off.

Confusion washes over him and I swallow, forcing the words out in a low, mumbled whisper. "I'm still a virgin."

"Oh," he exclaims, most likely having forgotten. "Oh god. I'm so sorry, Y/N, I didn't think about that. I forgot." I nod. "Fuck." He turns to face Michael. "Sorry, Mikey. Maybe some other time?"

"Yeah," he smirks. "Some other time."

Ashton stands and I sit, both awkwardly, as Michael pulls on his clothes. I fumble with my hands as I stare down at my lap.

When he finishes, he gives a small wave and smirk before leaving.

As Mikey closes the door, Ash turns to look at me. I hadn't noticed he had put his boxers back on.

"Y/N," he breathes as he sits down on the edge of my bed. I look up at him, feeling stupid for having thought I could handle a threesome without being with one person first. "Babe, don't do that," he frowns.

"Do what?" A frown plays at my own lips as confusion washes over me.

He leans forward, his thumb running across my bottom lip. "Don't feel like. Don't frown. You did nothing wrong."

Oh. "But I forgot. I feel so stupid f-"

"Aye," he cuts me off, still frowning. "You're not stupid." A wide grin crosses his features. What's he thinking? "Not exactly smart but not stupid either," he grins.

"Hey!" I yell in protest, reaching behind me to grab the pillow and bringing it forward, smacking him on the head.

A laugh escapes our lips and we both sit there in a silently content bliss.

This boy, this beautifully flawed yet perfectly imperfect boy, is making me forgot how stupid I feel and is making me realize that love isn't always a lie, a fable. Love can exist, even in the darkest of times, and it can beautiful and bright and everything we've always dreamed.

My eyes dart up to Ashton, my head still facing downward. His eyes meet mine and for a second, I forget the world exists. This comfortable silence between us is all that matters.

"Y/N?"

"Yes, Ash?" I finally look up at him entirely. He's staring at me, perhaps in awe?

Within a quick second, Ashton's lips are on mine. Initially, I'm in shock, but shortly after, my eyes flutter closed and my arms wrap around his neck.

A/N: Okay so I know this probably sounds really sappy and shit but I'll make a part two to this and whatnot.

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