#had some fun w the lipstick marks lol

[yunogf]

Jeong Jaehyun for PLAYBOYs special Valentines Day edition cover

original print February 14, 1997

[nvrcmplt]

{a less than spicy pick from that recent meme lol, but~… imma leave this here, with dealers choice between Hanazaki or Perry~ u w u}

“We can just kiss for a while.” Maybe it was social lubrication from a couple drinks talking, or maybe it was thanks to the drifting topics of chatter between them that even prompted the idea of making that suggestion… But, either way, the blonde went ahead with it. After all, couldn’t hurt to suggest as much to some rather good looking company, right?

Hanazaki was loud in his laugh, his arm around Minato's back, their booth seat was soft under the ass but not a heat absorber making it unpleasant. Perry was leaning into Minato's other side, humming into his own drink with smiles shared but with the offer of such a thing, how could he say no to that? Whilst Hanazaki was placing his drink down, Perry didn't shy away from raising his empty hand to Minato's chin to turn him to face him and promptly press their lips together.

Slightly cooled from his prior sip of ice water, but warm from the atmosphere, the paramedic allowed himself the joy of making Minato's little question come true. Ignoring Ieji's whining about wanting to be the first, but for the moment the vampire took his time in working open Minato's lips with his tongue and delving it between teeth to greet the heat of their alcohol tinted self. Thumb brushes over jaw as his tongue curls and strokes against the blondes. A few more seconds would pass, making sure to leave his mark of smeared black lipstick on those lips and in turn, smirked when they peeled away from each other with a low hum. "Nice." Though the compliment would be swept away in the music, as Perry sat back to watch Ieji take over.

Hanazaki wasn't a man of virtue, he wasn't going to deny it was hot watching those two make out, just contrasts really made him pay attention and now when Minato was free from the vampire's touch - Hanazaki's much more eager and warmer self moved to fill the spot. In taking hold of Minato's cheek in his palm - smiling gentler, smaller, so that when he leaned forward his lips consumed those of Minato's. Unless Perry, which was a soft and cool touch, Ieji's mouth was hot, warm and firmer. He didn't shy away at all in sliding his tongue into Minato's mouth. Chasing the taste of Perry to mix his own taste within it too.

Holding Minato's nape just enough to make it comfortable, his lashes fluttered shut as he continued to devour the smaller male in his grasp. Licking over his gums and rubbing tongue to tongue. Swallowing their flavors and adjusting the angle to make it all the deeper. When Ieji finally felt the pull of needing to breathe, did he release Minato with a slightly more wet set of lips, but he shamelessly licked that flavor from his own as he grinned. "Sexy." Was his comment, but it wasn't left alone for long as Perry returned to the picture.

The vampire had crawled over Minato's lap to latch onto Hanazaki's shoulder and kiss the other over Minato's head for the fun of it all the same.

[namuneulbo]

week forty

we practiced for the concert all day on monday and tuesday.

on tuesday i got some haikyuu stickers from r from the arts department. i offered to buy her a coffee as a thank u so we planned to go sometime within the rest of the week.

wednesday! concert day! we started at 1 pm and the concert started at 8. s wore a really pretty outfit and i was so flustered when i saw her lol i dont remember which day this was but we also played piano together. we played merry-go-round of life, i did right hand and she did left. i was gay panicking so hard. i think im getting a crush on her. shes so pretty w her red underdye and her nails that r always prettily done and her cute little habits and her cute obsession w coffee and sleep. i feel like dressing up and looking pretty at school for her.

concert went alright. i think i couldve sung better but i at least felt somewhat comfortable on stage since it was the second to last song and i sang it together w l. after the concert the teachers treated us w a bunch of snacks. me and l did the bare minimum to road everything. we r the singer stereotype.

thursday! after school i went grocery shopping and picked up some take-out on my way home so i could get some food in my system before my dad came and picked me up. i drove to a city nearby to go look at makeup for halloween. i ended up finding a good lipstick for less than 3€. i still have a mark from swatching the different colors on my hand. i found one in the perfect shade but it was maybelline so i ended up not getting it bc we do not like animal testing ! after shopping we went to my dads girlfriends place. i like his girlfriend, shes really nice. her place was small but nice, it looked really cool and it had like three floors.

i had earlier that day received the black thigh highs i ordered but i didnt have time to try them on until the evening. i received the wrong pair, i ordered patent ones but got matte ones. the shop was nice enough to give me the shoes for free and now im just waiting for my actual shoes to arrive. i like the matte ones too so i dont mind having them too lol

on friday i just had a bass lesson at 11. i really like bass. its a lot of fun and i definitely wanna get my own bass at some point. i went out for the coffee w r in the afternoon. it was more awkward than i expected and it made me kind of lose the remaining respect i had for her heh she only talked abt how her friends angry w her and then dropped the r slur. she just,,, brought my mood down a lot.

later around 5 pm i went back to school to play bass. its so fun, im obsessed!

on saturday i chilled the entire day and then in the evening i went to my brothers place w my dad. we had some drinks and i had like three and a half long drinks and i threw up once i got home. my dad was dogsitting his girlfriends dog so he was w us and omg was he being annoying. i love him but omg does he crave attention.

while at my brothers place we almost had a little game. i gave him a broad genre, like jazz or punk, and he showed me his fav artists within that genre. even if i didnt really care for the music or whatever it was still quite interesting seeing all the different talented musicians and my brother knows sm abt everything so i learnt a lot. my mom picked me up after i tried throwing up for a bit. my brother gave me a glass of water and i shugged that before leaving. ended up throwing up on the street outside our house and then threw up for a bit in the bathroom. i still felt a bit sick and just forced myself to sleep asap. i didnt get a hangover but i did feel weird in my stomach like one tends to do after throwing up lol.

today ive just played sims and watched lineup and smosh lol i started talking to this girl on badoo and shes so smooth and she calls me so many pet names im going to combust (i genuinely accidentally typed ‘cumbust’ and that wouldnt be too far off either). she literally talks like kaeya.

okay i gtg !!!!!!!!

sotw: the realist by onf

[sxmnus]

💘 + tillie & aster

send me a ship and i'll tell you...

where they first met and how

aster needed help on a passion project of his that required assistant help more than some of his other projects. while he had a certain topic in mind, he was quickly interested in her story more and wants to help tillie clear her and her father’s name

how long their ‘flirting’ phase was before feelings got involved

was very slow burn, definitely took their time as friends but as they got more and more comfortable with each other, aster started to really like her. is a huge puppy for her, forreal. 

who fell for who first ( if applicable )

aster fell for tillie first, tillie slowly came around to accepting her feelings for him too

where their first date was and what it was like

aster takes her to an arcade so that he can teach her all of the fun games there and win tickets for her to win her presents and then they have a fun meal after that probably in the same place and tillie’s just walking around with so many big plushies and gifts in her hands

who asks who out and how ( with a sign? spelled out on a cake? just a simple ‘will you go out with me’? )

aster asks tillie out, probably just asks her to get in the car with him and then says ‘ ALRIGHT I’M TAKING YOU OUT ON A DATE BECAUSE I LIEK YOU ‘ and then just does it

who proposes first

aster proposes

if they keep / kept their relationship secret or let everyone know right away

they’re not one to boast about their relationship, esp because tillie is pretty shy and doesn’t like vocalizing that sort of stuff. aster would probably announce it to his family really excitedly but nobody past that.

where the proposal happens and how ( kiss cam at a baseball game? on a hillside surrounded by ducks? at a disney park? )

aster would want to take her to somewhere that she’s really wanted to go but has never been before. make the experience really special for her and do everything in his power to make sure that she forgets all of the bad stuff and has something to look forward to in the future. would propose to her with fairy lights in the background and a beautiful view. hopeless romantic. and he’s such a young boy LOL

if they adopt any pets together

if they get anything, it’s probably either a kitten or a puppy, depending on whatever tillie wants. but she likes bugs too so there’s that. aster loves all animals so he’s not super picky.

who’s more dominant

aster but LOL they’re still like children even though they’re grown so idk if there’s even a dominant but aster does know what he wants so there’s that

where their first kiss was and what it was like

first kiss in his bedroom, probably in the middle of playing video games or watching tv or just spending time with each other cuddling

if they have any matching couples stuff ( mugs? sweaters? pillowcases? )

absolutely. matching sweaters, onesies, beanies, scarves, plushies, phone tags, w/e

how into pda they are

not much, and if anything, they’re like tucked away on a bench or something away from view

who holds the umbrella when it rains

tillie holds the umbrella, she likes feeling needed

where their usual ‘date spot’ is ( if applicable )

no usual date spot, it’ll take awhile to get comfortable going anywhere else because he’s technically her boss LOL

who’s more protective

aster is more protective 

how long it is before they sleep together ( can be as in ‘had sex’ or as in ‘shared a bed’ )

shared a bed? not long. sex? much longer. 

if they argue about anything

probably about health, more than anything. and diet.

who leaves more marks ( lipstick, hickeys, scratchmarks etc. )

aster  leaves little marks on her collarbone sometimes

who steals whose clothes and how often

tillie steals aster’s clothes very often after she’s grown comfortable and after aster probably dresses her in so many of his large shirts and sweaters

how they cuddle ( spooning? facing each other? )

facing each other, so he can stroke her hair and she can tuck her face in his neck as she falls asleep

what their favourite nonsexual activity is

exploring new places together, doing stupid shit at home together, watching midnight releases of movies, cooking together at 2am

how long they stay mad at each other

not very long at all

what their usual coffee / tea orders are

neither of them drink coffee / tea 

if they ever have any children together

haven’t discussed it and won’t discuss it for some time, since they take awhile to open  up to each other. aster loves his family and would like a family of his own.

if they have any special pet names for each other

‘baby’, ‘mushroom’, ‘squishy’, ‘babe’, ‘bunny’, ‘baby bunny’

if they ever split up and / or get back together

nope

what their shared living space is like ( messy? clean? what kind of decor? )

clean but like.. cluttered. they probably have a lot of shit in one room but it’s still cozy so they’re like whatever. house looks lived-in but not messy. average decor, they just prefer comfort over everything else.

what their first christmas / hanukkah / etc as a couple was like

HECKIN BIG DEAL. if she’s spending it with the ferathal-choi family, she’s going to be showered in gifts and probably too much attention and cordelia will be too full of wine and there are activities and freshbaked cookies and tillie will 1000% be a part of the family even though she just lives there to help take care of aster and his work

what their names are in each other’s phones

aster is ‘bunny’ in tillie’s phone tillie is ‘baby bunny’ in aster’s phone

if they have any ‘couple traditions’ ( buying a new mug for their collection every year? baking every friday evening? )

they probably have some fun baking tradition because aster really enjoys to bake and wants to share a lot of that stuff with tillie. probably also a yearly trip to disney world or something.

who falls asleep first and who wakes up first

they both stay up way too late, but tillie wakes up first. aster sleeps until 2pm.

who’s the big spoon / little spoon

they switch off who is the big spoon hahaha both are babies

who hogs the bathroom

neither, they’re good about sharing the bathroom with each other

who kills the spiders / takes them outside

tillie likes bugs so she’d be the one to take them outside

for @inregards

[yunopouts]

lipstick - l. taeyong

-> friend! taeyong x makeup artist (gn)!reader

-> era: loveholic

-> suggestive

-> wc: 0.9k

-> w: dry humping, swearing

-> a/n: this is inspired by that one edit of MAW!jaehyun with the kiss marks LOL

“That tickles.” The dirty blond giggled. He kept moving his head back each time the brush swept over his eyelid. You let out an annoyed sigh, gripping his head tighter and bringing it to its original place— centimetres away from your own.

“Taeyong, I love you, but dude, you gotta stop moving or else I’ll crush your skull.” You grumbled to your friend.

“Sorry…” he mumbled, closing his eyes and you removed your hand from his head.

As you filled in his eyebrows, there was a knock at the dressing room door before someone entered.

“Hey, change of plans; directors want this look.” Mark handed you a photo of someone with red lipstick prints marked over their cheeks and down their neck.

“Who’s gonna-”

“Have fun.” The younger member sang as he walked out, shutting the door with a loud bang!

You turned back to Taeyong, looking at each other awkwardly, unsure of how to handle this situation. You quickly finished his eyebrows as loud thoughts filled your head.

‘This is just your job. You’re getting paid to do this, nothing more.’

“Right, getting paid.” You huffed, spinning to the right to inspect the lipsticks for the right shade. Taeyong furrowed his eyebrows, but became as still as a statue as you began applying a dark shade of red lipstick.

Facing the rapper, your eyes flickered down his position— which looked rather inviting, if you were going to give him a lap dance. His legs were spread and his hands had settled on his thighs. His pants were snug against his muscular thighs and his dress shirt was rolled up just above his elbows. His hair was styled as if he had just stepped out of the shower, but it looked good. He looked good.

Like really good.

Clearing the thoughts with a small shake of your head, you stepped forward, trying to figure out how you should start. You pulled up a chair and connected the ends before placing your legs on top of his— almost like you were sitting in his lap.

“I’m going to start now…” it was clear that you were hesitant, and the fact that you were already centimetres away from his face.

“Okay,” he cleared his throat, voice coming out hoarse.

You sucked in a deep breath and let it out, gripping his chin and turning his head to the side after, placing the first kiss on his cheek. When you pulled back, you stared down at the mark, wearing a very small, yet proud smile. You gave him the next one with ease and handed him the mirror while you held up the reference photo.

“Very accurate,” he nodded, giving you back the mirror. You placed both objects back on the table before looking back to him- feeling nervous again now that you had to give him the marks in a more intimate spot.

You leaned in once more, but you couldn’t reach the desired spot. “Taeyong I have to-” you let out a squeal when the man grabbed you by the thighs and sat you down on his lap.

“Go ahead.” the dirty blond muttered, casting his head to the side in order to give you space.

You lightly grasped his neck and leaned down, connecting your skin with his. You pulled away with a frown, seeing as the lipstick you had originally applied was wearing off. Quickly layering on some more, Taeyong’s breath hitched and his eyes squeezed shut when he felt you kissed him again.

He was trying so hard not to make a noise, but it was inevitable, so when you gave him the second lip print, your ears perked up when you heard a muffled low groan. Your cheeks warmed when his eyes met yours, Taeyong’s irises dark and pupils enlarged.

His hand carefully reached up and cupped your jaw before he pulled you in to place an experimental kiss on your red-washed lips. The man pulled back slightly but you leaned in again, wanting more— and more he gave you.

Feeling his hands settle on your ass, you eased into his touch as he brought you closer to his body. Taeyong’s tongue swiftly took charge, dominating yours in an instant, but you didn’t mind. You moved your hand from him and wrapped your arms around it instead, slowly moving your hips.

Taeyong’s head fell back in pleasure as you grind harder against him, but he managed to keep his moans down. “Fuck, baby.” he mewled, bucking his hips more into your crotch. His whining continued, even when he kissed you again— sending vibrations through your body as the touch became sloppier. “God, I need you so bad.”

His warm hands slid up your shirt, fingertips digging into the soft skin of your back. As Taeyong was about to lift off the pesky piece of clothing, the walkie-talkie sounded and both your bodies stilled.

“Calling Taeyong to set~” the manager of the shoot said through static.

You whimpered as you got off him, but you stayed glued to the chair- not wanting for him to be late.

“Well done,” Taeyong said after taking a glimpse at his appearance.

Just like the photo, there were lipstick marks trailing down his neck in an abstract pattern and his lips were even perfectly smudged with the cardinal red colour. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you looked frazzled with smeared lipstick all over your lips. “We’ll continue this later.” he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek before leaving the room.

[lucky-klover]

Stole this from @dead----eyes

1.) do you have a crush on anyone?

That I’m consciously aware of? Mmnope

2.) what’s your favorite candy?

Sour candy or chewy/gummy candy.

3.) favorite love song?

Uhhhhh... idk? I probably have one but none come to mind right now.

4.) what was your first kiss like?

I’ll let ya know when it happens.

5.) what was your last kiss like?

I’ll let ya know when it happens.

6.) sexual/romantic orientation?

Ima shy bi.

7.) do you prefer poems or love letters?

To write or receive? I’ve written poems (not love poems) but never love letters but I’d be down to write either. To receive??? Idk, the thought of someone doing this for me seems... odd. (Guess cuz I can’t really picture anyone liking/loving me enough to want to do this.)

8.) favorite fanfic trope?

Don’t really read fanfics.

9.) favorite milkshake flavor?

Cookies n Cream or Strawberry

10.) dinner dates or brunch dates?

Brunch! Dinner dates seem so serious while brunch dates seem fun n casual 😊

11.) favorite flowers?

Yellow or Blue/Purple Dinnerplate Hibiscus Fairy, Yellow/Blue/Purple Orchids. However I do not like receiving them as a gift.

12.) favorite perfume/cologne?

Don’t really have a go to brand/scent. If I’m feeling basic probably a vanilla body spray. I have a Loki cologne I like too. Overall, a subtle but noteable scent is good for me.

13.) favorite candle scent?

Don’t use candles but the one I have is a rose macaron scented one.

14.) what’s your ideal first date?

Uhhh... I get the feeling I wouldn’t be aware I was on an ACTUAL first date. But if I had to think of one... I guess a Day date? Go out exploring?

15.) favorite love story?

Like a trope? Ironically probably the one I’d fall into. Person A likes Person B, but PB is so painfully unaware of PA’s attraction to them despite obvious hints from EVERYONE about it. Is probs in denial/unaware of their own attraction to PA. That is until one day it hits them like a fucking freight train and now PB is dying because of it.

16.) what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear?

*shrugs* if their outfit has some thought to it/well coordinated then idrk.

17.) chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet?

I’m assuming this is cake, so red velvet.

18.) snow, rain, or sun?

Rain

19.) sweetest romantic memory?

I’ll tell ya when it happens. (Also if I remember. I have spotty memory)

20.) favorite dating sim (and favorite character)?

Don’t play these kinda games. However! An artist I admire is creating her own d.s game and so far my fave is their piano themed character named Frankie.

21.) fictional crushes

Heheh ho boi. Before it was the grouchy, “I don’t care” but they actually do, usually had some scruff. But lately, cheerful dumdums with A+ smiles 😁 (these are guy tropes. Can’t think of any lady fic crushes.)

22.) what’s your dream wedding like?

Well the thought of dating is such a wild concept for me that the thought of a wedding? Unrealistic.

23.) what makes you blush?

Not sure. I get flustered when someone gives me an unexpected/genuine compliment. But I don’t always fluster up when this happens. So I’m not sure...

24.) do you believe in love at first sight?

Nope

25.) do you believe in soulmates?

Skeptical

26.) denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets?

All three. Mostly wear denim jackets cuz I like putting buttons and pins on em.

27.) what’s your sign?

Pisces/Tiger

28.) are you single?

*insert Pringle joke here* Yup

29.) do you prefer to charm, or be charmed?

I think naturally I charm. But I’d like to know what it’s like to be charmed.

30.) guitar or piano?

To play or listen too? To play piano. To listen both.

31.) favorite romcom (or any romantic movie)?

I think I’m too judgmental to enjoy any romcoms/romantic movies. (Something I wanna work on.)

32.) do you fall in love easily?

LMAO NOPE! Anyone who knows me well can vouch that I am BOTH dense/oblivious as fuck.

33.) valentine’s decorations: yay or nay?

If someone’s doing it for me: unnecessary. If my partner wants them: sure.

34.) would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal?

See #22

35.) cloud gazing or star gazing?

Both! Grass hill cloud gazing fun. Star gazing on the hood of a car calming.

36.) do you like to dance?

For shits and giggles yeah. Otherwise I have no idea how to dance.

37.) what’s your OTP?

Ones currently holding my attention: Lukanette and Kirimina

38.) kittens or puppies

Both but I haven’t held a kitten in FOREVER 😭

39.) coffee, hot chocolate, or tea?

Coffee

40.) favorite soda?

No preference

41.) do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?

Neither?... I’d daydream while looking out a window though.

42.) favorite ABBA song?

Who?

43.) fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice)

Not much of a kill person, so kitty n her bf can do that one for me.

44.) favorite pajamas?

A t-shirt and shorts

45.) favorite liquor?

No preference

46.) do you think about love a lot?

Nope. Unless silly/fluffy scenarios count. (Like cuddling in some blankets w/SO while y’all watch tv kinda fluff.)

47.) a walk in the park or a walk on the beach?

Park

48.) hand kisses or nose kisses?

Haven’t received either but hand kisses. To give: hand kisses, especially if I’m wearing lipstick that’ll leave a mark on their hands!

49.) what’s your dreamhouse?

Owning a house feels like a lotta maintenance/stress. Especially if I want a spacious one.

50.) would you confess your feelings to your crush?

Lol ppl hate my response to this. This gunna be a long answer.

Most likely I wouldn’t. Not cuz I fear rejection, tbh i don’t care if I’m rejected. That’s best case scenario for me. I have two other fears about it. I can’t see myself gaining a crush on someone I barely know. Meaning this person and I would have to be on some level, friends. But I don’t like the thought of romantically liking my friend. Fear 1: if I like and confess then get rejected, I’m scared I’ll make things awkward and ruin the friendship I had with this person. I’d much rather crush and swallow my feelings dry than to potentially ruin a friendship. I know they’ll find someone else to be with, and although it’d be bitter sweet, I’d be happy for them. Fear 2: they reciprocate the feelings. As silly as it is, it does genuinely stress me out to think of someone returning the feelings I would have for them. Like? What? Why? The fuck??? Ok now what? What if we date for a bit and it doesn’t work out? Then we’re no longer friends cuz it’s awkward or whatever. Because of these thoughts I find the concept of actually being in a happy/loving and long lasting relationship so foreign and bizarre. Im not saying that it’d be unattainable for me, difficult yes but not unattainable. It’s just a thought that my mind struggles to grasp.

[takemealivelh]

Ahadskalajsh I just read the Mikey blurb and now I want one too except could you please make it with Ashton andddd you could do the same concept of enemies to lovers cause I live for that stuff lol❤️❤️

JAIDA I’M FINALLY HERE WITH YOUR BLURB

To be honest, this is a fic okay? I really enjoyed writing this story and you know what? There’s going to be a part 2. I promise.

I present to you…

BATTLE OF THE BANDS

2.6k | Enemies to Lovers | Mentions of alcohol and sex | FEEDBACK IS ENCOURAGED AND APPRECIATED

Thank you so much to @5sosnsfw and @angelbabylu for helping me edit this, I love you so much

Battle of the Bands Pt. 2

The new 5 Seconds of Summer single had been climbing up the charts, positioning itself in number 10 in the third week of its release. The members were happy with how well it was doing, they’d worked so hard on it, pouring their hearts out in the lyrics and the performance. Luke’s voice transitioned from heartfelt head voice verses into belting notes in the chorus, Calum’s baseline was a funky reminiscence of Duran Duran’s Come Undone, Michael’s guitar riff gave it a whole new depth with a chockfull overdrive. It was Ashton’s drums that really glued the piece together, a steady 4/4 beat and consistent open hi-hat flow with several well-calculated fills. Their best song to date.

Midnight Street was a new upcoming band that no one expected to blow up so quickly. Their rock-pop sound with heavy piano riffs was a refreshing addition to the public’s ears, and they found themselves escalating the numbers as well with their new single. Critics described it as a ‘whimsical and skittish track, an intriguing take on the classic pop verse-pre-chorus-chorus formula that deconstructs its way towards the end, but blends into a homogenous anthem by vocalist JJ’s performance’.

It wasn’t until Billboard hosted a party to announce their list of nominees that these two bands finally met face to face.

“I think I might throw up, I’m so excited.”

Ashton’s smile glowed through the candle-lit table he was sitting in with his bandmates. The stage displayed a wide screen with the list of nominees for Top Rock Song. He felt his heart gurgle in his chest, the feeling of pride about to spurt out of his veins.

“This is it,”

He whispered to himself, “this is what we deserve.”

The room remained a buzz to the band’s ears. Only when they were announced and a round of applause exploded around them they allowed themselves to celebrate by clinking their glasses of wine. They didn’t pay attention to much else until the ceremony was over and the party started.

“You might win this one,” They were told by producers and managers that approached their table to congratulate them.“I would only be worried about that new band- Midnight Street, they’re doing pretty good as well.”

Ashton nodded the warnings off, he didn’t need to be concerned about a bunch of kids that had only started to understand the highs and lows of the music industry. In his eyes, they weren’t a threat. Sure, he and Calum had gone to a few Midnight Street shows, they were good. They were passionate. But they still had a long road to walk to get to the place he and his bandmates had paved for themselves. Ashton wasn’t worried. Especially when the new band showed up to showcase their admiration to all the work 5SOS had done.

“We’re big fans, it’s just an honour to be put into the same league as you guys.”

Michael and Calum engaged in conversation with the drummer and bassist of the band, two chunky guys with short hair and green jackets. Luke quickly found common grounds with the lead guitarist and vocalist JJ, a love for Nickelback and eccentric cowboys. It was Jaida that caught Ashton’s eye, the pianist of the band. He liked that she actually played a vertical W. Hoffmann onstage instead of the classic Korg keyboard he had seen over and over again at every single live show he went to. He liked the fact that she was the responsible one for making Midnight Street the novelty they were. Didn’t hurt that she was gorgeous and flaunted it, a well-tailored deep emerald suit with a plunging neckline was always a good fashion choice in his eyes.

“We’re contenders now. If you give me any advice tonight, I won’t take it seriously. You might just be trying to mess with my head.”

Jaida’s lips curved into a smirk behind her glass of mojito.

He liked her confidence, her presence was strong enough to keep him interested.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Ashton let out a small laugh, setting his now empty glass on the table and leaning towards her. “You don’t look like someone who takes advice from anyone anyways.” His tone was flirty, his eyes lingered on her lips for more than a brief moment and his knees barely touch hers. She noticed his lustful behaviour, it wasn’t the first time another musician had taken an interest in her.

Jaida had had her fair share of one-night stands, knowing that she couldn’t hold a relationship because of the band’s schedule. In that sense, she and Ashton were on the same page. He was a sexual being, a man who liked to have fun without many responsibilities, his rockstar status made his fantasies easy to come to life. She was no different, and she knew just how to get a guy’s attention with the right gestures.

“I caught your performance last week in LA, it was a wild one.”

Jaida crossed a leg on top of the other and placed her elbow on it, the fabric of her satin pants slightly riding up as she teased Ashton’s leg. The expression of amusement in his eyes was obvious and she licked her lower lip before leaning forward, resting her chin on her hand, knowing Ashton would get a better view at her cleavage. He wasn’t subtle about the new view he was granted.

“Thank you.”

Ashton had a hard time focusing his eyes on hers, they seemed to travel down her neck every instant.

“We love putting our entire energy in our shows. I’m always soaked after playing the set, but I like it. If you don’t believe in your music, no one will, ya know?”

He laid an arm on the table, his long fingers brushing against the fabric that covered her arms, “I think you know,” he chuckled to himself, growing excited by how Jaida’s lashes seemed to frame the same lust he held in his eyes.

“I’ve seen you play once or twice.”

Ashton nodded and in one swift movement, he propelled his body forward, lips hovering her ear.

“I like the way you move.”

Her skin visibly bristled and he smirked against it. Jaida dropped her gaze and turned her head to engage in the most intense staring contest she had ever participated in.

“And that’s only onstage.”

Her teasing grin was enough for Ashton to decide this was the girl he wanted to take back to his place that night.

-

“You’re leaving already?”

Ashton called her from his spot on the bed. The black suit he’d worn to the party laid on the floor, his red hair was plastered all over his forehead. He watched Jaida collect her things from the dresser next to his bedroom door, and put on the heels she had eagerly discarded the night before when he pushed her down onto his mattress.

“You don’t want me here, Ashton. Especially after you check your phone,”

She laughed and ran a hand through her tangled hair. His eyebrows knitted together, curiously staring at her triumphant smile.

“I’m gonna go.”

Jaida laughed and pulled out her phone, scrolling down whatever was displaying on the screen, “I know my way out. Have fun today.” She didn’t even wave goodbye when she left his bedroom. Moments later, he heard the front door.

The sound of the cars driving up and down the street grew louder as the clock got closer to 9 am. Ashton pushed his hair back and looked over at the mess he and Jaida had made. He remembered her lips on his skin, her moans when he pushed inside her, the mark he’d left on her right hipbone. He looked down at his bare chest and found one of her works as well, a red lipstick-stained lovebite under his sternum. “Wow,” he breathed out before getting out of bed and hopping into the shower.

-

Twenty minutes before the radio interview would begin, Ashton stared at his phone screen blankly. He would refresh the page every ten seconds but the numbers didn’t change. 5 Seconds of Summer was number 6, Midnight Street was number 3.

“How did this happen?”

They weren’t sure. Luke and Michael were pacing back and forth, discussing ideas of how they could promo the single, how they could get back up on top. Calum was outside smoking a cigarette. Their team was nervous about the interview, Midnight Street beating them on the charts had definitely staggered their confidence.

In some kind of irrational train of thought, Ashton remembered Jaida’s comment and he felt angry. He had fallen into her spell and now he was paying the price. And for what? A squirming body under his touch? Red lips trailing wet kisses down his torso at an excruciatingly slow pace? A high-pitched whimper when he hooked her knees over his shoulders? He heard his name being called from inside of the studio.  

“5 Seconds of Summer is here! We have Luke, Calum, Ashton and Michael to talk about their new single and their upcoming performance on the Billboard Awards next month. How are you guys? Excited?”

The band talked about the creation of their new track and the inspiration behind it, but no one had prepared them for the next question.

“New band Midnight Street has just beat you on the charts with their first ever single, how do you feel about that?”

Like a dropkick on the groin.

Ashton could feel the blood flush his face. He had worked so hard for his pride to be stomped on by a band that had never even had a world tour. So what he had fucked the pianist? So what? He didn’t owe her anything.

“You know, I don’t mind them. Yeah, their song is good, but that’s it. Nothing inventive.”

Lie. “Nothing that really caught my ears.” Lie. “They’re not gonna be around for long, I’m tellin’ ya. So I’m not worried.”

The look on his bandmates’ faces was either pure rage or unhidden disgust, washed over by a thin layer of astonishment.

-

“Ash, what the fuck was that?” Luke poked the redhead’s shoulder. He had disappointed him, had disappointed all of them.

He hadn’t been the bigger person.

It didn’t take long for Ashton to receive hundreds of notifications on his phone. Angry management, inquisitive journalists, confused fans… his Twitter and Instagram feed was full. Buried between a DM of his producer and a link to an article, there was a text from Jaida.

Fuck you, Irwin.

The temptation was too much, he loved his doses of masochism and assholery. He knew it wouldn’t lead him anywhere, that it was just playing with fire. For a moment, the thought of being the bad boy in other’s eyes was too fascinating. It felt powerful.

Fuck you right back.

He shoved his phone deep into his jacket pocket and waved his team goodbye. He had dropped a bomb and was now heading out for an iced coffee like it was nothing.

The flashes caught his face immediately, all of them yelling at him. Questions came right and left, but he didn’t stop to address them.

Only when he turned his TV on later that night, he knew what kind of trouble he had gotten himself into.

“Midnight Street is the new upcoming band….”

Ashton rolled his eyes when he saw Jaida’s tense body at the end of the couch, squished between the drummer and the vocalist/guitarist. Now they were getting more press because of his comment. This was exactly the opposite of what he wanted.

“I just want to say.,”

Jaida’s voice pierced through the speakers of Ashton’s sound system and travelled to his ears, unpleasant, like nails on a chalkboard.

“… To the drummer of 5SOS, thank you for getting us to number two with your comment.”

She was facing the camera directly now. Ashton hated himself for thinking she looked hot with another power suit that complimented her skin tone. “You dug your grave yourself, you’d think you’d be wiser than that. I was wrong.”

His blood was boiling, his ears matched his hair colour. Ashton turned off the TV, immediately pulling out his phone to look for Jaida’s contact information. Oh, she was going to hear him.

-

The insistent bell rings were enough of a clue to know who it was. Jaida had gotten to her place only a few hours ago, stripping from the suit and heels and throwing a ratty old t-shirt on. She had expected some kind of response from Ashton; a text, a voice message, a callout on Twitter. Something.

Had she not learned that with him it was either go big or go home?

It was almost 2 am.

“What are you doing here?”

Jaida’s voice was stern, she didn’t want her surprise to show.

“Are you coming to insult me in my own place? That’s mature of you.”

Ashton’s lips were pursed together in a flat line, jaw jutting forward, muscles rigid.

She drove him completely insane. Everything from the tone in her voice, the few strands of hair out of place from her ponytail, locked knees in display thanks to an Arctic Monkeys tee… He wanted to yell at her, then bend her over and have her right there on the front door.

“Aren’t you gonna invite me inside? You’re being a rude hostess, doll.”

The raspy voice was the quickest way to remind her of how he’d absolutely wrecked her the night before. The hot skin against her own, the bites on her shoulders and collarbones, his breathy groans when she sucked him off. She stepped aside to let him in, eyes quickly glued to his ass when he passed her, that same ass she had eagerly squeezed not 24 hours ago. Angry sex was the best kind of sex in her opinion, she was not going to let this fuel go to waste.

Jaida closed the door behind her and leaned against it, rotating her ankles one at a time on the welcome rug.

“Had I known I was having visitors, I would’ve put on some pants and opened a bottle of wine.”

She grinned, amused. Watching Ashton peruse around her apartment was like observing a deer in unknown territory. Her territory. His face was still unreadable, but his movements were hesitant and discerning.

Ashton browsed the collection of books and CDs she had on a shelf next to her widescreen TV, kept himself busy by counting the number of awards she had put on her living room table, not all recognizable, but a large amount of them. He didn’t bother to look at her, knowing that he’d most likely get a boner from the tension in the air alone.

She kept talking.

“I guess I’ll get the beers from the fridge.”

A sigh escaped her lips as she pushed herself off the door and made her way to the kitchen. Jaida could feel the shift of his attention, now completely focused on the way she moved.

“Stop drooling over my legs. ” her lips broke into a smirk.

This kind of power she liked, knowing she could make a man turn his head in under two seconds. She had them eating from the palm of her hand.

Ashton had been intense and passionate under the sheets, his tight grip all over her body, he knew what he wanted and how he could get it. Not a shy minute while he ravaged her, and Jaida had liked that. He got a good peek at how her concert tee slipped up her bum as she bent down to pick two bottles of lager from the bottom of the fridge. Her thighs felt like they were on fire, as if Ashton was burning holes through them with his eyes.

-

To be continued.

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