Summary: (Y/N) and Ashton meet again. And this time, they decide that nothing is truly over for those two. (Smut / Unprotected Sex)
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(Words: 2.7k) (Part 1: Talk Fast, Part 2: More)
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"For six months now, I suffer every moment I am not with her. But being away from her made me realize what she was talking about. I had issues to work on, issues that I needed to fix, not for her, but mostly for myself. I still work on them; my problems are not something that will go away from one day to the other, but now I acknowledge them, work on them, try to better myself. That doesn't mean I don't miss her; Every night I come to an empty home, and every moment I spend there, I wish she was still there, I wish she was still with me. What hurts me the most is that I don't know how she is, where she is, how she copes with her own issues. I still dream of her, I still dream that all those months we've spent apart are just a bad dream and I will wake up and she will still be sleeping soundly next to me. But when I wake up and find out she is not here, my heart aches. It used to be worse, I used to cry every time I realized that's not the case, now I sigh and close my eyes, bringing her figure to my mind. I don't know if she has been with someone else, and to be honest, I don't care. Sure, sometimes the thought of her with someone else touching her and kissing her and doing all the things I used to do with her penetrates my mind, but I brush it off. I said I'll wait for her and I will do that, no matter if she has been with someone or not. At least I want to try."
"What about your social life, Mr. Irwin? Any changes since the last time we met?" My therapist asks, making me chuckle.
"I am trying to go out more. My best friend and I are going out for coffee at least 2 times a week. I go out for dinners with friends, I invite people over. But still, sometimes it is hard for me to go out of my comfort zone. I started hiking a lot, I like being in nature, it calms me down." I reply and he smiles.
"Have you thought about the possibility of her not coming back?" He asks me. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
"Many times."
"Why do you insist on waiting for her?" He asks me.
"Because she is the one. I can't let her go without trying." I smile and he nods.
"Alright, Mr. Irwin. Until our next meeting, I'd like you to think and reflect on your progress thus far." The man states, shutting the notepad as he stands up to dismiss me.
"Thank you, Doctor." I smile, shaking his hand.
"Come on, Ash... Ashley is waiting for us... Can't disappoint her on her birthday." Calum chuckles, trying to drag me off my couch.
"I am not feeling well." I mumble under my breath, pulling back.
"Ok... Just, come, have a drink, have some cake, wish her happy birthday and if it doesn't feel right, get back home after an hour. But please, come with me. You need to go out..." Calum insists. I sigh and nod, rubbing my hand over my face.
"Alright... I'll change clothes and we can go." I reply, earning a smile from my best pal.
"Happy birthday, pretty girl." I cheer as I hug Ashley, making her giggle.
"Thanks, boo. Thank you for coming." She smiles, kissing my cheek.
"Ash..." Luke nudges me, interrupting me before I could start a conversation with my friend.
"What?" I ask. In reply, he points behind me, and I turn to look at what's so interesting it couldn't wait a moment.
My jaw drops on the floor as I see (Y/N), standing behind me, drink in hand, looking and smiling at me.
"Hi." She greets with a smile plastered on her face. Either her smile is contagious or I am so excited to see her that I practically feel my whole face lighting up.
"Hi." I whisper, fighting the urge to crush her in my arms.
"Hi, guys. How are you?" She asks the rest of my group of friends. They all smile at her before chanting a synchronized 'fine'.
"We are going to get some drinks... We'll see you later." Calum says, motioning the guys to follow him.
"You look amazing." I state; I am not lying, not even a bit. She wears that dress I love and her hair is shorter than I remember but it suits her pretty face so much.
"Thanks... You look amazing as well..." She replies.
"No need to lie... I know I am not at my best today." I chuckle.
"I am not lying. You look rested, your face is glowing. You really look good." She smiles.
"How have you been?" I ask her.
"Good. Do you think we could meet somewhere sometime? I think we have a lot to talk about. I mean, I have a lot to talk about and I hope you do too." She says, her eyes sparkling with hope. I can tell she is unsure of how I am going to react and that makes me smile at how cute she is.
"Let's go." I say, pointing to the exit.
"What? Now?" She asks and I nod.
"I'll take a coffee, please." (Y/N) tells the waitress of the diner.
"Same, please." I say as well, smiling at her as she walks away.
"So, how have you been?" I ask her, leaning on the table to be able to listen to her talk easier.
"Good. I mean, I was terrible in the beginning, you can't even imagine how many times I wanted to call you, text you, see you... But then I picked myself up and I took myself to therapy and I started feeling a little better, little by little." She states, looking at her fidgeting thumbs.
"This is great. I am in therapy too. You were right, I had some issues to work on and therapy has helped me a lot." I state, looking at her and searching for her reaction.
"This is amazing. I am so happy for you. I truly am." She cheers, finally looking at me.
"So, have you... I don't know... gone out on dates? Met someone new?" She asks, her eyes flicking on and off, not daring again to look at me.
"Have you?" I ask her back, biting my bottom lip.
"I asked you first." She chuckles.
"And I asked you second. Your point exactly?" I reply. She sighs and shakes her head.
"No. I never felt the need to find someone else. This whole thing was done because I wanted to be with you, but in a better, more steady basis. I said that we needed to work on our problems; I did. I went my own way, you went your own and now all I want is to know if we are ready to meet again. Of course, I wouldn't hold it against you if you moved on with your life, if you found someone new. I totally understand and it is totally ok and I would be happy if you..." She spirals making me giggle as I reach over the table for her.
"God, do you ever shut up?" I chuckle, cupping her cheek. For a second she stares at my eyes, her breath getting shallow. Her eyes flick to my lips, looking at them with her puppy eyes. She opens her mouth to respond, but all that comes out of it is stuttering.
She gasps surprised as I guide my lips against hers, kissing her softly. My stomach flips with excitement as she responds to the kiss, leaning on the table as well to get closer to me. Her hand rests on my cheek, thumb stroking my cheek as the kiss gets deeper.
"Coffee's here." The waitress interrupts our moment, placing the mugs in front of us.
I fish my wallet out of my pocket, slamming a 20 on the table as I smile at the waitress.
"Keep the change." I say as I stand up motioning (Y/N) to stand up as well.
"Where are we going?" She asks, grabbing her purse as I take her hand in mine.
"Home." I state, turning to look at her with the biggest smile on my face I had in a while.
For the first time, the road back home seemed like seconds. I was excited, chattering about the things I did in the past months, mostly about stories of the boys. I focused on the good stuff, not mentioning the times I drove past her home, contemplating knocking on her door. It wasn't the time to talk about the bad times, not now that my goal has been attained.
As I unlock the door, (Y/N) pulls back. I turn to look at her, cocking an eyebrow at her hesitance.
"What is going on, love?" I ask her, bringing her hand to my lips. I watch her chuckle, her smile spreading on her face.
"Shouldn't this feel weird? I mean, it's been 6 months since the last time I saw you, but it feels like it hasn't been a single day since we saw each other. Shouldn't this feel weird?" She asks. I giggle as I pick her up, carrying her in the house.
"You and I are meant to be together. No matter how much time we spend apart, it will never feel weird." I reply, letting her on her feet and pinning her against the wall.
"Promise this is forever. Nothing less." She whispers as I lean down, getting close to her lips.
"I promise, princess. Nothing less." I reply, connecting my lips with hers.
There is hunger in the kiss, the way her lips dance with mine reveals that she has missed me just as I have missed her.
"Bedroom, please." She moans, parting away from my lips just a little.
"Need me, princess?" I ask her, my fingers inching up her dress until it is off her body. She grabs my shirt, eagerly undoing the buttons and sliding the garment down my arms.
"Bedroom, now. I am not going to ask a third time." She hisses, digging her nails in my skin.
I practically feel my eyes darken, blood flowing right to my face.
"Do I have to remind you who gives the orders here, pet? Do you think that because I haven't had you in 6 months, the roles have flipped? Do I have to give you a red ass and a bruised throat to remind you who pulls the ropes here, and to whom you belong to?" I ask her, gripping onto her throat. She gasps in surprise, her hand wrapping around my wrist as I tighten my fingers.
"No, daddy. I am sorry." She whimpers, relaxing under my grip.
"Good girl. I might even let you cum tonight." I smirk, turning her around. I watch as my hand collides on her ass, making it jiggle.
"Pretty ass. My pretty ass." I growl.
"Kneel." I demand, whispering the order in her ear. I watch the hair in the back of her neck stand straight before she slowly gets down on her knees.
She stays there as I taught her; hands on her thighs, looking up at me with her pretty lips parted.
"Remove the bra." I command her, undoing my belt. I watch as her eyes widen, probably thinking I am going to use the belt on her tonight.
She undoes the bra and drops it next to her on the floor, revealing her breasts to me. My eyes fall on her pointy nipples, smiling as I understand that excitement is shared between us. I remove my jeans, stepping out of them before I kneel next to her, softly pushing her to lay on the floor.
"Let me see that pussy... That pretty pussy... MY pretty pussy." I whisper, spreading her thighs. I see the little, wet patch on her panties, making my cock twitch as my fingers press and rub on her clit. I hear her gulp and breathe heavily, her legs moving a little as I rub her slowly.
I pull her panties to the side, getting my cock out of my briefs as I hover above her.
"You are mine." I remind her before I slip in her. She whines, her walls pulsing around my cock as I thrust in her slowly, making her feel every inch of my length.
"Ash..." She gasps, resting her hand on my bicep, gripping on it harder as I reach deeper.
"My name sounds so good coming out of your mouth that way, princess..." I groan, leaning down to kiss her. She wraps her leg around my waist, pulling me as close to her body as possible.
"You are so tight around me, princess... It's driving me insane..." I groan in her ear, leaving a kiss under her lobe.
"Do you like my pussy throbbing around your cock, daddy?" She asks, smirking at me as her eyes shut and her head falls back. The sight of her hair swirled on the marble floor is something that can be easily compared to art; I can't take my eyes off of her and her little details I've missed so much.
"So fucking good, princess. Look how wet you are for me... Look how that pretty pink pussy leaks for me..." I hiss, slamming into her.
"Wish you could see how good you look with my cock buried deep inside you..." I comment, moving my hips a little while I stay inside her. She makes all those little noises, all those cute, little noises while I fuck her...
"Maybe you should fuck me in front of the mirror next, baby." She gasps, digging her nails in my bicep. I chuckle, bringing my lips to hers as I continue slamming my hips against hers. She bucks them up, trying to meet my thrusts and add to the tempo.
I feel my chest heave at the feeling; I hoped to have that feeling, the whole experience again, but I never expected to get it so soon.
"Ash... I wanna cum. I haven't in so long..." I hear her moan against my lips. My breath gets caught in the back of my throat as her walls already pulse more against my throbbing cock.
"Do it, princess. I need to feel you." I whisper, grabbing on her hips harshly, pounding into her with everything I have in me. I watch her face contort, changing from plain pleasure to mixed with agony for her high. Her mouth stays wide open, but she stretches her neck even more while her eyes roll back.
"Ashton... Ash..." She groans, her face tensing as she gets closer.
"Cum princess... Cum for me... You deserve it..." I encourage her, my own thrusts becoming sloppy and without rhythm.
And this seems to send her over her edge. She grips onto me, holding me tightly to her body as she cums, her walls convulsing around me. I feel her chest pressing on mine while I keep on thrusting, chasing my own high.
"Cum in me, daddy. I want to feel all of you." She states breathlessly, her fingers hooking in my hair and pulling slightly. I groan at the feeling, my chest tightening at the sensation.
When I finally cum, it is like I am falling in a trance. My body numbs and my head drops to the crook of her neck, breathing on her skin as I try to absorb as much of the feeling as I can.
I collapse on her body, head resting on her chest now as I am still inside her. Her hand goes to my hair, stroking my curls that are stuck on my forehead.
"Hi..." She smiles at me, looking at me sweetly but tiredly.
"Hi." I press my lips on her skin.
"I love you." She states, her voice soft and soothing.
"I love you." I repeat, smiling at her.
"Do you think we will make it this time?" She asks me and I chuckle.
"I know we will, my love." I reply, leaning up to kiss her lips softly.