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#85: You're friends with benefits (part three)

i need more ideas for preferences poop here's part three :-) michael and luke girls pls dont kill me i love u all and im sorry if this was shit i just didnt feel inspired at all :c

Ashton: "Good morning," Your lips curled into a smile, watching your best friend's eyes flutter as he finally woke up from his deep slumber. His green eyes came into view, his once swollen lips forming a smile as he greeted you back with a raspy, "Good morning." You had one of the best nights of your life last night, you didn't know what came over him because he just called you up at one in the morning, telling you to open your bedroom window. You were confused, but you did as you were told and almost screamed when he came in through the window, with small twigs in his hair. "I missed you," was what he told you when you asked why he was there in the middle of the night. He then began to pepper your neck with kisses, whispering sweet nothings as he backed you up until you were on the bed, looking up at him with an innocent look on your face. He slowly peeled the shirt you absolutely hated - the Nirvana baseball shirt with several holes in them, off his body and discarded it onto the floor. He proceeded to kiss you slowly, lifting your own shirt off your body. You pulled away from him to take the piece of clothing off your body, then connected your lips onto his once you threw it away. His kiss wasn't as needy as it was whenever you two hooked up, something was different and you liked it - scratch that, you loved it and you wished that this feeling building up inside of you wouldn't ever fade. You felt his large hands run up your bare body, and you shivered at his touch, smiling into the kiss. You wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling his hard-on through his jeans on your heat, making you pull away from him slightly. "Someone's getting excited," you giggled, rubbing your nose onto his teasingly. You were surprised to see that his green eyes weren't filled with lust, like they usually were. He looked away from you, his lips pressed into a thin line as he looked quite lost in thought. "Ashton?" You tilted your head to the side, and kissed his nose, "Is something wrong?" He heaved out a sigh, his eyes fixing on you once more as he stuck his tongue out, licking his lips. "I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this anymore," he says, removing your legs from his waist. He sat down on your bed, and you sat up to face him, "You don't want to keep doing this with me? Do you hate me? Are you mad at me? Have you found someone else? Am I-" You bombarded him with so many questions, and you were left confused with his decision. He interrupted you, silencing you by placing his hand on your mouth. "I don't think I can do this anymore because I kinda broke the deal," he says quietly. "We promised not to fall for each other, and I think that I fell for you along the way. I don't want to keep doing this with you because I know that I like you, and I don't want to use you for my own sexual needs." You were surprised with his words, but you knew what you wanted and you wanted him. You didn't want him that way anymore, you wanted him as your boyfriend and you were overjoyed because he felt the same way. You removed his hand from your mouth and kissed his lips, "I don't wanna keep doing this either but I feel the same way." He flashed you a smile, letting out one of those adorable giggles and murmurs, "Let me make love to you tonight." in your ear. The memory of last night was one of your most cherished ones with him, and you felt happy because you were finally together with your best friend, the boy you fell in love with. "I love you," he presses a kiss on your forehead and wraps his muscular arms around your bare torso. "I love you too."

Michael: He roughly pinned you against the wall as soon as you were inside your bedroom, and began to place open-mouthed kisses on your neck. You gasped when he then began to bite on the sensitive spot, wrapping your legs around his waist to make things easier for the two of you. You ran your fingers through his messy hair, messing it up even more as you tilted your head back, so he can have more access to the sweet spots. "I want you so bad," You heard him groan when he lifted your singlet off your body, and he reveled at the sight of your covered boobs. "A bit eager?" You let out a quiet laugh, reaching behind you to unclasp you bra. You quickly discarded the article of clothing to the side and moaned when he took in one of your sensitive buds in his mouth. He then pulled away and started to kiss your lips roughly, and his hands found their place on your bum, lifting you up. He began to walk towards the bed and literally threw you onto it, pulling his shirt over his head and taking his pants off himself, along with his boxers, leaving him bare in front of you. "Michael, I-" "You don't think I saw the way you looked at Calum today?" He hissed, pumping himself as his jade green eyes darkened, making you swallow the lump in your throat. Calum's words from tonight rang in your head, and you mentally slapped yourself for not seeing Michael's jealousy seeping in when Calum hugged you earlier. Michael knows that he's only your best friend, but sometimes, he would act all jealous whenever you're together with Calum. He claims that it was about how close you two were, and how fond you were of each other. But you didn't feel anything for Calum at all, he was hot but you weren't attracted to him like you were with Michael. There's just something about Michael that you couldn't shake off, and it was driving you crazy. "I didn't- I don't want Calum, I only want you," You sat up, wrapping your fingers around him with a smile. He growled, pushing you down onto the bed, "I'll make sure I'm the only one you will ever want after tonight," He pulled your shorts off you, along with your underwear and he threw them across the room.  He ran his fingers up your slit, testing you out and he hummed in appreciation, "You're amazing," he inserted one, pumping with so much speed. You let out a gasp, your fingernails raking down his biceps when he added another finger, and another one soon afterwards. You were a moaning and whimpering mess in under two minutes, and you were already trembling so hard from the pleasure he was giving you. "P-please," You were so close and you needed to release, but of course, being the dick he was, he pulled his fingers out. You whimpered at the loss of pleasure, and looked up at him pleadingly. You noticed that his gaze softened when his eyes found yours, and you were shocked to see a tear stream down his face. He tore his gaze away from you and turned around, wiping the tear away from his eye. "I'm sorry," he shook his head. "I can't do this because I think I'm in love with you." To say that you were surprised was an understatement, you couldn't believe what Michael was saying right now. He was the one who came up with the idea of being fuck buddies in the first place, and he was the one who actually fell. "I'm sorry too," You sniffed, knowing that what you were gonna tell him was gonna destroy him. It wasn't because you didn't feel anything for him, you did feel something but you just chose to ignore it. It was because you didn't want a relationship just yet, you weren't ready for something that requires commitment. "I'm sorry because I can't be with you."