#80- You Hate Eachother But You Secretly Hook Up (Part 2)
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Ashton: You stumbled into the hotel room, with a very drunk Ashton in tow. You managed to sober up after doing the deed with him in the backroom, but you realized he wasn't in the right state of mind so you decided to take him to a nearby hotel. You couldn't drive him home because both of you had alcohol in your systems, plus the boys would have asked where you to were of to if you called them. This was the best thing to do at this point, so you decided to go along with it. You shut the door, leaning against it with your fingers tangled in your hair. You glanced over at the light blonde haired boy, who had his head in between his hands. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging his long legs back and forth. His head shot up, and you caught his gaze - they looked at you with an unreadable expression, it seemed pretty clouded honestly. "Can I ask you something?" He asked, sitting up straight this time. You nodded, taking your heels off as you waited for his question. "Did you regret fucking me?" His question made you pause, thinking of whether you regreted fucking your worst enemy in the backroom of the club. He made you feel amazing, he made you feel good and he made you feel satisfied. He definitely knew what he was doing, and you've never had anyone as good as him, so you already knew what your answer was, "No, I could never regret that. I may hate you, but I don't regret sleeping with you." Your answer made his face light up, and a smile to decorate that beautiful face of his. He tilted his head to the side, looking at you with those mesmerizing green eyes, "I still hate you though," You approached him, a smirk growing on your lips with each step you took towards him. "I still hate you too, Ashton." You stood in front of him, proceeding to push him down onto the soft mattress below him. Your legs were now on either side of his body, and you began to run your fingers up and down his muscular arms, "Since this will only happen tonight, I say we go for another round. Are you still up for it?" You breathed out, pushing a few strands of his curly hair out of his forehead. He grabbed your waist, flipping the both of you over so he was now hovering over you, "Sounds like a plan." He reaches behind him, and pulls out a condom with a huge smile. You shook your head, trying to bite back the smile growing on your face, "Well, hurry then." Wrapping your arms around his neck, you let out a sigh in relief when he began to plant kisses up your neck. He pulled away from you for a moment, to pull his shirt over his head and you did the same with yours. You immediately reached behind you to unclasp your bra, tossing it across the room with a smirk. Ashton eyed your bare chest with a huge smile, and you rolled your eyes at him playfully. "My eyes are over here," You giggled, hitting his chest. He began to head lower, kissing the valley of your breasts, cheekily planting a kiss on each of your nipples, then your stomach until he reaches the place you needed him the most. You pulled the only pieces of fabric left on your body, discarding it across the room with a smirk. You were now left bare in front of him, and he pulled back to admire you for a moment. You didn't even know why your face began to heat up when his eyes took in your naked body, his eyes didn't show lust at all - it showed admiration, and somehow, it made you feel beautiful. He didn't take his eyes off you when he began to unbutton his pants, and pulled it down his legs. He kicked them off, and leaned down to kiss your lips once more. Pulling away, he whispered three little words that made your heart race rapidly. He lined himself up with your entrance, and you could barely even register the fact that he was already inside of you a few seconds later. You wrapped your arms around his neck, closing your eyes as you felt a few tears stream down your cheek. "I love you," he repeated, as he reached that certain spot inside of you. "I love you," you breathed out, burying your head into his shoulder. "I love you."
Luke: Winter has come and gone, and you can already smell spring in the air. Months have passed since you hooked up with your brother's best friend, and you've returned to annoying the crap out of him every time you saw each other. You never spoke of that day ever again, and he never brought it up either. You were honestly grateful that Luke never brought it up again, because talking about having sex with him - who was supposed to be someone you hated, was pretty much under the category of awkward, so no thanks. You were curled up in your bed, reading one of you favorite books ever, John Green's The Fault in Our Stars. You have read this book so many times, and it still managed to make you cry every single time. A knock on the door disrupted your reading, causing you to look up at the door. "Come in," you called out to whoever was on the other side of the door. You were expecting it to be your brother, who always seemed to think that bothering you was one of his favorite things to do during spring break. You were more than suprised to see that it was none other than Luke Hemmings, clad in his infamous black Nirvana shirt and black skinny jeans that seemed to give his dick no room to breathe. You mentally slapped yourself, as the image of his dick reappears in your mind. "Hey," he greets you, leaning against the doorframe. You couldn't understand how he would continue to wear the same clothes almost everyday, because whenever you see him, he was in that stupid Nirvana shirt he couldn't seem to get rid of. "Hey," you greeted him back with a small smile, shutting the book and putting it under your pillow for you to read later. "Can I come in?" You nodded to answer his question, and he entered your room, not forgetting to shut the door behind him. It feels weird to have him in your room again, because the last time he was in here, you were on top of him, fucking him senselessly for body heat. You could feel your face heat up at the memory, and you looked down to hide your blush from the blonde haired boy standing in front of your bed. "I'm not even sure how to start this," he mumbles, barely loud enough for you to hear but you did anyways. He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, something you've picked up from having him over one too many times. He did that when he was nervous about something, and you were left wondering why he would be nervous. "Fuck it, I'm just gonna say it." He gets on your bed, and begins crawling towards you until he was hovering over you. This feels kinda like deja vu, now doesn't it? He rested his forehead against yours, his lip tugging into a smile, "I love you. I know it said it shouldn't mean anything, but the truth is that I've had a crush on you for a long time now. I didn't want to use you for body heat, although we both needed it at the time but I swear, I had a huge crush on you and I didn't mean-" You silenced him by grabbing his shirt, pressing your lips on his with a smile. He began to kiss you back, and wrapped the other arm that wasn't holding himself up around your waist, decreasing the distance between your bodies. You pulled away first, catching your bottom lip in between your teeth to fight the smile growing on your face. "Shut up," You reached down to pull your sweatpants down along with your underwear, and Luke watched you intently, a blush creeping on his cheeks. "You're so cute," You giggled, pressing a light kiss onto Luke's cheek. "Don't call me cute," He squints at you, and you found it absolutely adorable. "Make me." was your reply, and you began to regret those words when he sat up to remove himself of his jeans and boxers. You sucked in a breath when you felt his hard-on against your thigh, and he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. "I'll make you stop calling me cute in a little," he winked, before thrusting into you.
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Michael: You gasped, dropping your discarded underwear to the floor. You grabbed his face, pulling him towards you and you locked your lips with his. You could feel his hard-on pressing against your heat, making you moan slightly in the kiss. You practically pushed him away, running your fingernails down his now-bare back, hissing, "Fuck, I need you now." Ever since that day you hooked up with him on the couch, you two have been going at it nonstop. You've been fucking each other almost everywhere, and almost whenever you felt like it - it was insane, but the good kind of insane. You two became friends with benefits, even if you didn't have an official title for your current relationship. It was sorta like a, "Fuck each other behind everyone's backs with no strings attached" kind of relationship. He smirked, guiding himself to your entrance. But instead of putting int inside of you, the asshole decides to tease you by running his tip up and down your slit, making you shiver. "Fuck you, stop being such a tease," you whined. Michael chuckled, and he finally pushed himself inside, filling you up. Both of you moaned at the contact, and you breathed out a contented sigh, as he was finally inside of you. He gave you a minute to adjust, and told him to begin moving moments afterward. Your mind drifts off to something else as he fucks you on your kitchen counter - the feelings you had for Michael. Yes, you do say you hate him but there are times when it doesn't feel that way whenever you had sex with him. He was a beautiful boy, and you realized just how beautiful he is whenever you had him under you. Whenever you would sleep with him, he would hold you in a way where he would be very gentle with you, as if you were something so fragile and no one has ever done that to you. He would put you first, and would concentrate on letting you reach your high first before he concentrates on his own needs. You knew that you were staring to develop feelings for him, after seeing him in a different way everytime you got together. You couldn't stop yourself from falling, but you didn't want to fall for him - this, whatever this was, was all you had with Michael. And you're absolutely terrified, because if you fell for him, this thing you have with him would disappear and would cease to exist, and you didn't want that. Things have changed rapidly - you didn't just want his dick anymore, you wanted his heart but that was never part of your little deal. You bit down on your bottom lip, and Michael sucked on the skin on your neck as he continued thrusting into you relentlessly. "Michael," His name left your lips, and he groaned upon hearing it, the strength of his thrusts increasing. "Michael," You repeated, causing him to pull away from your neck to look at your face this time. You searched those beautiful bright green eyes, trying to find a sign of passion in there. "Michael," You breathed out once more, and he gave one rather powerful thrust afterwards, making you moan out. He pressed his lips against yours, silencing your moans and you felt his arms wrap around your waist. This kiss wasn't one of those hungry, lustful ones you used to share with him in your previous hook-ups, this felt a whole lot different. This felt a whole lot like a passionate kiss, and you couldn't help but melt with this kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you let out all your emotions into the kiss. You loved how his lips moved with yours, you loved how it felt absolutely right with Michael. He pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. You were both pretty sweaty and it seemed kinda gross, but you didn't care. "Let me make love to you," he murmurs, and he began to move again. His movements weren't as rough as they used to be, and even though it didn't bring you much pleasure, they kept you and your heart satisfied. He fingers entwined with your own, and you kept your gaze on him the entire time. He kept a steady pace, pulling out completely before plunging back inside of you, hitting your spot repeatedly. You let him know that you were close, and he nodded, increasing his pace. You bit down on his shoulder to keep yourself from crying out, from the immense pleasure you were receiving from him right now. "Let go," Michael says, using his free hand to cup your cheek with a smile. You did as you were told, coming undone as you breathed heavily. Your mind was blank for a few minutes, and once you went down from your high, you kissed Michael on the lips. "Thanks," He pulls out, kissing the top of your head. "No, thank you." He chuckles, embracing you this time and you used this opportunity to listen to his racing heartbeat that matched your own.
Calum: You watched Calum's expression, shooting a wink at him before hollowing your cheeks out. "Shit," he curses, gathering your hair so you didn't have anything to distract you from sucking him off. You weren't really sure how this happened, but you and Calum were left alone once again so you decided to let your hormones take over. And look where this has brought the both of you. It's been about a month since you managed to have a quickie with him on the couch, and you've returned to your old ways afterwards. You could actually still remember your conversation after you hooked up that day. "You will never speak of this," you told him, running your fingers through your hair to remove the tangles. He nods, rolling his chocolate colored eyes at you with a smirk, "Relax, I won't tell anyone that I slept with you. Besides, even if I did tell people I slept with you, of all people... they wouldn't believe me," You thought about it for a moment, it really was unbelievable to hear that Calum slept with you. You've been going at each other for so long now, you would think you were insane for fucking someone you hated but it was totally worth it. He was a great fuck. You pulled him out of your mouth, smiling as you proceeded to pump him rapidly instead. You took in each and every moan he made, feeling proud of yourself as you were the one to make him feel this good. "You're really good at this," he breathes out, and you smirked, wrapping your lips around the tip. You hummed as to cause vibrations, and he muttered another curse word under his breath. It amuses you to see him writhing because of your touch, it was a beautiful sight to see. You pulled him out of your mouth again, and his eyebrows shot up. "What are you gonna do next?" He questioned, a smile present on his tanned face. The edges of your lips curled into a smile, reaching behind you to unclasp your bra and let it fall to the floor. "What do you think?" You sat down on his lap, your legs on either side of his body as you began to press kisses onto his neck. You admired his collarbone tattoos for a moment, pressing a kiss on each one before proceeding to suck on the skin beside it, earning a moan from the boy beneath you. Giggling, you proceeded to discard your thong and threw it somewhere behind you, gauging his reaction to your naked body. You pressed yourself against him, feeling his bulge from under those restraints. You eyed his jeans, raising a brow at him before getting off his lap. He sighed, hooking his fingers into the belt hoops before bringing it down his legs. He kicked them off, and did exactly the same with his green underwear. A grin lit up his features when you returned to sit on his lap. "Better," You grinned, reaching behind you to pump his dick. You could feel your wetness grow, and you knew you couldn't wait to put him inside of you. "Hey, come on," He sticks him bottom lip out, and you knew exactly what he wanted at the moment. He licks his lips, and reached up to grab your face in between his hands. He gave you a cheeky smile, before his lips found yours for the first time tonight. You felt your cheeks heat up, yet you didn't know why they did. You've kissed Calum a number of times the last time you were together, but something felt slightly different this time. You couldn't point it out though, and it confused you. You kissed him back, and felt him smile in the kiss, making the butterflies in your stomach run wild. You questioned these said butterflies when he pulled away, his hands resting on your waist. You proceeded to line him up, then sink down onto him. You breathed out a sigh, feeling him fill you up completely. Even though it's your second time with him, you still can't get used to how thick he is and he isn't that big nor that long, but his size is just right. Once you've adjusted to him, you began to bounce up and down, with Calum thrusting up every now and then, thus increasing the pleasure you were receiving. You looked down, keeping your eyes trained on him. He seemed to be watching where you two were connected, his eyebrows were furrowed and he was biting his lip real hard. You have to admit that Calum was probably one of the most attractive people you've ever known, and you still found it hard to believe that you were fucking him right this very moment. He then looked up, and you could feel your cheeks flush, making you look away from him. You don't exactly know why you ended up blushing when he looked your way, but there was definitely no ignoring the pounding of your heart in your chest. You felt something for him, whether you liked it or not.
