Army Tanks - Lashton

''This is no girl scout camp, Private.''

''Sir, No, sir.''

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Luke is the scrawny new guy in the army, where no one think he belongs.

Ashton is the sir in Luke's tent, and not going easy on any of the boys.

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This story is partly inspired by 'The Load' by ali (dancinginthestreet) and partly by PE in my school. This story is also on Wattpad.

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9. ''Please Don't do this!''

I had gotten about seven glasses of whatever alcohol it was that we were drinking, and I had fun.

I was a giggling mess on Josepf's lap.

''Why do you have that tattoo? It's weird.'' I said and giggled, as I pointed to a tattoo on his arm, that was just a bunch of dots.

''It's a dot for every guy I have slept with. He feels a little pain, then I will also have to feel a little pain.'' He explained, as his index finger ran across my jawline.

''That's hot...'' I whispered, as I leaned my face closer to his.

Suddenly he grabbed my hips, and turned me, so I was facing him, as I straddled his lap.

He leaned in, and carefully started to suck on my neck, making me moan, as he found my sweet spot right away.

I grabbed onto his shoulders, as he stood up, lifting me on the way, and laying us on the bed.

He got in between my legs, and then started grinding down on me, making me moan loudly.

I felt him pull off my clothes, and before I knew it, he was stroking my hard member, making me scratch down his back.

He was kissing down my neck, when I suddenly realised what was going on.

''Wait... Stop... No.'' I slurred, trying to push him off.

''Oh come on baby. We both know you want this.'' He said, as he continued where he left off, before I interrupted him.

''No. Stop. I don't wanna.'' I mumbled, pushing away from me, and grabbing the clothes from the floor, begining to take them on, only for them to be ripped out oof my hands, and my bare back colliding with the mattress again.

''When I say you want to, you want to.'' He growled, in a non sexy tone.

He grabbed my protesting hands, and held them above of my head, using only one of his hands.

''Please don't do this.'' I whispered, as tears filled my eyes.

I had only ever slept with Ashton.

And that's still only two times.

I don't want to get everything ruined for me, and make my possible future life with Ashton a complete mess.

That is if Ashton is still alive even.

The thought made more tears form in my eyes, and a small sob left my lips, as I felt Josepf line  himself up, ready to thrust into me.

Just as I felt his tip press against my hole, there was a loud knock on the door.

Josepf rolled his eyes, before getting up from the bed, grabbing the duvet, and wrapping it around his torso, before he walked over to the door.

I took the opportunity, and got up from the bed, a small sob leaving me again, before I grabbed the clothes, and got them on.

Just as I looked over to the door, Jospef fell to the floor, and there stood Ashton.

I don't think I have ever felt so happy in my life, as when I saw Ashton now.

I ran over, jumping into his arms, sobbing into his shoulder.

''I-I-I th-tho-ou-ough-t you we-ere d-dead!'' I hiccuped into his shoulder, as he rubbed my back, whispering soothing words in my ear.

''I'm right here baby... Right here...'' He whispered, his voice shaking slightly.

I felt him pull away from the hug a bit, until he was looking into my eyes.

(Now would be a great time for the 'I love you' scene but nah. I'm not that sappy.)

''Did he do anything to you?'' Ashton then asked, concern written all over his face.

''He... H-he ma-de me dr-rink some type of a-alcohol, until I got a little m-mo-more than tipsy... Not enough to-o get completely w-wasted or an-nything. Sudden-ly we were -ki-kis-kissing, and we got to the b-bed. I then realized wh-what we were doi-ing, and told him to st-stop. But he di-didn't listen. He-he was abo-ut to enter me, when th-there was a kno-knock.'' I said, my voice stuttering, since I was still a sobbing mess.

I felt him pull me closer to his chest, as he squeezed me shortly, as if he hoped that it would glue all my broken pieces together.

And he did.

At least temporarily.

 

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''This way.'' Ashton whispered, as he gave my hand a squeeze, before he dragged me with him.

I heard some guards down the hall, and was quickly pushed into a small space, Ashton blocking me, so I couldn't see anything.

I gulped.

I don't like this at all.

I grabbed onto Ashton's shoulders, burrying my face in his back, as tears escaped my eyes.

We're gonna die.

I don't want to die.

I want to live my life, and just get out of here.

I don't want to die.

But I would rather die, than have Ashton killed.

I felt one of Ashton's hand grab mine, rubbing small circles on it, somehow calming me.

 

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I ran outside, loving the way the sun felt against my skin. 

I held Ashton's hand tightly, as we ran, just wanting to get away from there, with Ashton safe.

But that small hope quickly died, when multiple cars drove up, circling around us, a lot of men stepping out.

Josepf got out of one of the cars, a bruise already forming on his jaw.

I gulped, and felt Ashton pull me closer to him.

''The little party is over. Give me back my boy.'' Josepf said, looking straight into Ashton's eyes.

''He is not your boy. He-'' Ashton began, but I cut him off.

This was between Joseph and me.

''As Ashton said. I'm not you're boy. I'm not just some toy. I have feelings. And I have feelings towards Ashton. Not you Josepf. I don't even know you. Just let us go. We never did anything to you! Just let us go, and we can all forget this!'' I said, feeling Ashton flinch a little.

''Guards. seperate them. Kill the strange one. And I want my boy to watch, so he can see who he really belongs to.'' Josepf said, and some men began walking over to Ashton and me.

''No! Please don't!'' I screamed, clinging onto Ashton, as I felt hands try to pull me away.

''Ashton! No!'' I screamed, as more and more tears filled my eyes.

I was pulled over to Josepf, who put something tight around my wrist, and when I looked down, I saw it was a band of some sort, connecting to a leash, that he was holding.

I looked back at Ashton, who was forced onto his knees.

One of the men stood behind Him, holding a gun against the back of his head.

''No! Please don't do this! Please! Ashton!'' I screamed, seeing the tears in Ashton's eyes.

Ashton then shook his head, and looked down, as a shot was fired, sending his dead body to the ground.

Nothing made sense anymore and I felt numb on the inside, even though on the outside I was screaming.

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