yo this is important

I have moved both Evan and Milo to a different account. If you want the link, like this post or shoot me a message and I will be happy to give it to you :D

yo this is important

I have moved both Evan and Milo to a different account. If you want the link, like this post or shoot me a message and I will be happy to give it to you :D

yo this is important

I have moved both Evan and Milo to a different account. If you want the link, like this post or shoot me a message and I will be happy to give it to you :D

yo this is important

I have moved both Evan and Milo to a different account. If you want the link, like this post or shoot me a message and I will be happy to give it to you :D

what happened?

basically i just found out that someone copied A LOT of things from me and they weren't even subtle about it. the only thing they didn't copy was my muses, but otherwise, yeah. 

on a side note, i'm moving milo here and deleting the other account. threads are going to be more selective than ever.

The loud moan that escaped from Ashton's lips went straight to Evan's dick and he knew there was no turning back anymore, what was done was done. He was hard and he knew that he'd have to get off somehow     whether it was with Ashton's help or not, Evan would figure it out eventually. The not the young man gave him only spurred him further and Evan went back to mouthing at his collarbone, before he sucked down on it, tongue darting out to sooth the purple mark that was now on Ashton's skin. He moved to the other side, peppering kisses on the curly haired man's throat before attaching his mouth to the other collarbone. Meanwhile, his fingers were pressing down Ashton's skin tight enough to leave a bruise and Evan wanted to see those, whenever Ashton was changing and Evan got to see, he wanted to be able to find the slight imprint of his fingers on Ashton's skin, another guarantee that Ashton knew who he belonged to. He pressed his hips against the younger boy's one last time before he started sliding down Ashton's body. Reaching his nipples, Evan resisted the temptation of wrapping his lips around it and sucking, satisfied with simply flicking on the nub with his tongue before scraping his teeth over it. He gave the same attention to the other nipple and had to pause for a moment, forehead resting against Ashton's chest as he recovered his breath. It was brief      Evan didn't want to waste time and risk his hesitancy being the reason why Ashton pushed him away. He wanted the other male to know that he was a hundred percent confident on what he was doing, that he wasn't regretting or second guessing the situation, but most importantly, that there was nowhere in the world he'd rather be in that moment. Evan was quick to move, pressing kisses down Ashton's chest, biting down on the words that made the tattoo that circled Ashton's ribcage. The Mad Hatter, Evan's favourite tattoo of Ashton's, was just underneath it and he nosed at the skin before attaching his mouth to it and sucking a mark right on the tattoo. The hand that had been on Ashton's hair now rested over the curly haired boy's heart, allowing Evan to feel whenever it sped up. Taking a deep breath, he moved up again, face hovering over Ashton's, close enough so their lips were almost touching. "I can get you off, if you want." He offered because he had noticed he wasn't the only one hard, and it couldn't be comfortable for Ashton, not in those jeans. "Or you can take care of it by yourself and I can go. Just tell me what you want, babe."

And he did know that, he knew that the hesitance behind Evan’s touches were to make sure he was comfortable and he was grateful for that. But, he couldn’t get used to other things, their relationship couldn’t progress unless Ashton pushed through his own hesitancy and his own nerves to be fully with Evan eventually. That wouldn’t happen now, he knew that and he was sure Evan knew that as well. And he waited on baited breath, eyes wide as he replayed his words over and over and over again in his head and he wondered if it was to soon, or if Evan would believe him. But they were out there and there was no pulling them back, so he just had to deal with that. And even if it may have been a premature confession, he knew without a doubt that he meant every single word. It was clear that these feelings had been around for a while and he just ignored them. Which had him frustrated and angry at himself. But it was all suddenly very okay when Evan whispered those words back and Ashton let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. Eyes closed and he tipped his head back, neck exposed enough more to his boyfriend, allowing him to mark him as he pleased. “I love you, too.” His voice was low, morphed into a small moan as Evan’s lips pressed to his collarbone and Ashton didn’t even have a chance. The next moan that escaped him was louder and he didn’t mind it, he wanted Evan to know that he felt good, that he liked it. “Fuck.” The man hissed, his hands moving to wrap back around his boyfriend’s neck s his hips were pressed into Evan’s and he could feel his boyfriend. It was different, and he stilled his hands to Evan’s back s he had to take in a breath, trying to push out any and ll nerves, but he knew that wasn’t possible. Nerves would stay, but he could get through them. And when he looked down at his boyfriend, he gave a small nod. Ashton swallowed thickly, eyes closing s he decided he just needed to close off his head the best he could. He loved Evan, he loved him so much and that was okay and this was okay. “That — that feels good.” He rasped, unsure really of whether he was speaking about the attention to his collarbones, or the fact that their hips were pressed together, or perhaps both. Because damn they both felt amazing. And he surprised himself, rubbing his hips up against Evan’s, letting him feel that he had the same effect on him, something made obvious by the tightening in his boxers.

( phone call ) | emily & evan

Emily: ( the mother inhaled sharply and closed her eyes. ) "I haven't heard from her in almost a week, Evan. Did you two argue or something? She's not there? I'm not even in the same country right now."

Evan: "Shit." ( Evan groaned, throwing his head back. ) "I- We had a bad falling out. I didn't go after her when she left because- Fuck, Emily, I knew she's your daughter but she fucked up. And I know I said things I wasn't supposed to say, that I was too harsh, but I don't." ( He stopped his ramblings. ) "I'm sorry. Fuck."

The moan that escaped from his lips at the feel of Ashton sucking a mark onto his skin was choked out, but it was out there in the open. Evan could try but he would never be able to deny the fact that he felt good, that he felt amazing just by having Ashton's lips on his skin. The mark? He would wear it with pride, actually. On the next day, at his job, he knew some co-workers were likely to give him shit about it, especially since he never hinted at being in a relationship, being as closed off as he was. But Evan wouldn't mind. In fact, he was glad Ashton had done it. He chuckled at Ashton's comment but it was without humor. The hands that were sliding down his chest were making him tense up      the urge of getting closer opposite to the one of drawing back was growing bigger and bigger. He wanted so much and perhaps he could deny it to the world, but not to himself. Only Evan knew how much he wanted the boy that was underneath him. "I just want to make sure you're comfortable." He whispered. A reassurance or an excuse? He was starting to believe he was just as scared as Ashton, for different reasons. What Ashton said next, though, threw Evan off balance, caused him to freeze and his eyes to widen. That's- He definitely wasn't expecting Ashton to say that. "I- I- fuck, Ashton." He said, brown eyes fixed on the other male's, searching for any hint of insecurity or second guessing. Evan knew Ashton was probably freaking out internally, but he at least hoped the younger man wasn't wishing to take those words back. He knew it was up to him to make sure Ashton knew his faith wasn't being put into the wrong thing, that his feelings were definitely not one sided and that there was nothing Evan wouldn't do for him. "I love you." Evan told him, no shake in his voice, head ducking down so his lips could press against the pulse point on Ashton's neck. He took his time sucking a mark onto the boy's skin before darting lower, tongue darting out and licking over Ashton's collarbone. The hand that rested on his thigh drifted lower, arm wrapping around Ashton's waist and pulling him closer just as his hip pressed down, mouth falling open at the feeling. It wasn't much but it was something, and there was no doubt Ashton would be able to feel him hardening. Evan's free hand had already moved to Ashton's hair, fingers daftly tugging on the curls as he mouthed at the younger man's collarbone. "Tell me to stop if it's too much." He looked up, eyes meeting Ashton's once again. "I want you so bad, babe, but you have to tell me."

There’s a hint of pride in him hearing the hiss that passed through Evan’s teeth and the words that are falling from his lips. It only fuel’s Ashton more, wanting to press more and see what other types of reactions he can get. He gave the other male one more nip at his throat, sucking on the skin until he was sure that there’d be  tiny bruise to show. The Brit pulled back, ginning at the purple mark and moved close once gain, pressing a soft kiss to the bite. That’s when he felt the other man pulling his hips back and Ashton had to fight the urge to not groan. Not like he had the chance, Evan was pressing his lips to his hungrily and Ashton returned the kiss immediately. Kisses he was more than okay with, he wanted them always and he needed some type of closeness with Evan. If this was ll he was able to get than he’d take it. He groaned softly at the grasp to his thigh and he tipped his head back, breaking the kiss. “Fuck." The single word ws muttered as he nuzzled against Evan’s neck, hands slipping round to the front of Evan’s torso, rough fingers trialing over his boyfriend’s abdomen,  and thumbs brushing over his hip bones. "Sometimes I think you’re more scared of me than I am of you." He risked the words, letting them out softly because he needed Evan to know that he couldn’t screw this up. He fell back against the pillow, emerald hues wide as his hands pressed up Evan’s sides, and his leg tightened around Evan’s wist tugging him a little closer. "Tell me you love me, baby. — Cause fuck, I love you so much and it hit so hard and so fast and I’m so sorry it took me forever to realize all of this. You’re so important. — I love you, Evan. And I trust you. I’ll tell you when something’s not okay." And he’s tugging on his hips again, fingers gripping onto the other man’s waist and his leg tight around his back until his hips were once again pressed with Ashton’s. "I love you." He breathes softly, lips brushing against those of his boyfriend’.

( phone call ) | emily & evan

Emily: ( it wasn't like mia to go days without calling her or even texting her. swallowing thickly, she bit into her lip as she heard evan's voice on the other end. ) "Sweetheart? Is Mia there? I haven't heard from her in a few days and it's bothersome."

Evan: ( Evan had half a mind to ignore the call, not wanting to deal with that, almost certain that Emily was about to yell at him. At the woman's questions, though, Evan frowned. ) "Wait, is she not with you?" ( He asked, sitting up straighter on his chair. ) "I thought- I thought she was with you."

   ❛ i was just asking you if you planned on keep playing or if you had any intention of stopping? ❜ 

( ofspaceandtxme )

     ❛ oh, um… sorry ? did you say something ? i couldn’t hear you before. ❜

Whatever reaction Evan expected from Ashton, that wasn't it. He expected hesitant touches, he expected taking everything a lot slower      he even expected Ashton to draw back a bit, take a couple of moments to take a deep breath and only then move. Evan didn't expect the lack of hesitancy in Ashton's movements, didn't expect the boy to go for it, to grasp the opportunity and actually touch Evan. It's overwhelming for a few moments and he found himself staring down at Ashton as the boy touched his back, touch soft but sure. At the feel of short nails raking his skin, Evan hissed, eyes fluttering shut. It only got worse when Ashton started kissing his neck, teeth nibbling on his skin. There was becoming almost too much, but not on a bad way. If anything, Evan wanted to kiss his way down Ashton's chest, pull him out of his jeans and sucking him off right then and there, except. He was certain that was past the limit, but all Evan wanted to do was touch Ashton all over, press kisses to every inch of his body, memorizing every spot, every wrinkle, making the younger boy feel good, as much as he knew he could. Evan couldn't, though, not yet. "Fuck, Ashton." Ignoring his first instinct of pressing their crotches together, to get some type of relief, Evan drew his hips back, as far as he could go with Ashton's leg still around him. "You're going to be the death of me, shit." He whispered, head thrown back slightly to allow the curly haired lad to mark him up more if he so wished. But that only lasted a couple more beats, before Evan was ducking his head and pressing his lips against Ashton's, tongue darting out and flicking on his piercings before coaxing Ashton's lips open, deepening the kiss. He dug his fingers onto the other male's covered thigh, suddenly wishing Ashton was wearing less layers. Evan shook that thought away, though, focusing on kissing Ashton and keeping a fair distance between their hips, lest him risk getting hard. 

At first brows furrowed in confusion, watching as Evan shifted once again and pulled away, but then oh. Evan pressed down to him, his chest pressing to Ashton’s inked chest and Ashton let out a soft breath at the new touch, the closeness. It was a little intimidating at the close proximity, but he just needed to take a moment and he was okay. This was Evan and this was all okay with Evan. Ashton opened his eyes, emerald lifting to look at his boyfriend and he gave a single nod, agreeing that this was so much better. He felt wanted, needed, and most importantly safe. He lifted his arms, wrapping them around his boyfriend’s neck as he turned his head to nudge his nose to Evan’s cheek. “I do.” The male rasped, hands splayed across Evan’s up back and he presses his finger tips hard to the  back of Evan’s shoulders, feeling the muscle tone  there. And then he decides to experiment a little, letting blunt nails graze over the flesh of his boyfriend’s shoulder blades, to see what kind of reaction that gets. He feels like he should know these things, what Evan likes, what he dislikes. There was no denying the nerves whenever he and  Evan was in a position like this. It was all new for Ashton, and he didn’t want to disappoint, but there was also the fact that the man wanted more, but not sure what he wanted. His hands drifted down the other mans back, dipping to the small of Evan’s back and trailing over to clasp his hands to Evan’s waist, fingers pressing into his skin. Had they not been completely flush together, his hands would have been exploring Evan’s chest, his abdomen, dipping to the deep v line. There’s this need, an urge to shift below Evan, to raise his hips up to press to Evan’s, to search for anything ore than he could get, but he fights it. He does however lean up to press his lips to the other man’s neck, peppering kisses along his throat and nipping at the man’s jawline. 

His eyes followed Ashton's hand, as the boy playfully patted his own ass. There was an urge, one he had to fight against, to reach out and replace Ashton's hand with his, but Evan was being careful. Probably he was being too careful, creating limits where there might be none, but he would always be hesitant before trying something new with Ashton. Evan had no idea what were the limits indeed, what he could and couldn't do, so he'd rather play safe and guarantee that Ashton wouldn't shy away and they would take three steps back instead of one forward. So he settled for looking and nodding. "Yeah, you do." Evan agreed and it wasn't a lie. He wanted his hands on Ashton's entire body, his bum included. Wanted to dig his fingers into Ashton's skin and leave marks behind, anything to make sure the boy knew he was Evan's, and perhaps his possessive side was speaking louder, but. It took him so much to finally get Ashton, that Evan wanted everything. "I will eat your cupcakes, babe, don't worry." He smirked at the younger boy's comment, hand sliding up the side of Ashton's thigh until he was clutching at his hip. "Yeah?" Evan asked, eyebrow raised in amusement. He allowed himself a moment of fuck it, knowing that Ashton was already old enough to take care of himself and he would actually voice his thoughts in case anything Evan did bothered him. So he moved, removing his legs from where they were and laying on top of Ashton, bare chests pressed flush. He hooked his hand under Ashton's knee, keeping his leg wrapped around Evan's hip, the other hand resting on the bed next to the other male's head, holding, together with his knees, Evan's body so not to crush Ashton. "Now see? That's better." He whispered, mouth hovering over Ashton's. "You can touch me if you want." Evan added, lips pressing softly to the younger man's jaw. "I don't mind."

His natural reaction as Evan moved around on the bed, positioning himself over Ashton was to lay back a little more and his hands reached out, sliding up and down Evan’s bare sides. There was a small part of him that wanted to tug the other male down closer to him, but he fought it. It was just the fact that Evan wore nothing on his torso and neither did Ashton and he could feel the warmth from his boyfriend’s body. Ashton grinned, raising his hips a little and shifting to the side just a bit to pat his own ass, with a glance up at Evan. “I know I have a nice bum.” And the grin only grew before he went back to laying on his back, one leg sneaking out from between Evan’s legs to plant his foot flat to the mattress, his knee at Evan’s hip. A small pout formed on his lips as Evan drew back to quickly for his liking after the kiss and Ashton nodded. “As long as we can stay here, all day I don’t mind at all. And you have to eat the cupcakes that I brought you last night for lunch, cause you didn’t like them yesterday.” His hands settled back on his boyfriend’s skin, anywhere they could reach and he bit down on his lip a little. “I like this. I like you shirtless like this and me able to touch you like this.”