#poly!lashton
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ashton irwin x luke hemmings x reader; SMUT!!🔞
a/n: a little buffer while i work on the next part of where did the party go. (go read it and beg for a second part) enjoy luke being a whiny bitch and ashton in a cow costume🤍
also SHOUT OUT TO MY FAVORITE MISS SOUPERBLOOM!! she gave me tons of inspo and we’re simply just insane sluts for some poly!lashton which might be turned into a series? :] idk we have SO many ideas
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Idly sat on the kitchen island, your legs were neatly crossed over each other as Luke stood with you and you scrolled on your phone. You could feel his hand on your leg, his thumb tracing gentle patterns on your knee and slipping into the small holes in your fishnets. Nothing about this was sexual, just soft touches and quiet giggling as you waited for Ashton to finally be ready.
“God… how long does it take to put on a fuckin’ onesie?” Luke hummed, you could just barely see his blue eyes from the side of his sunglasses. He turned to look at you after eyeing the hallway, and honestly, the cloud goggle-style sunglasses looked ridiculous.
“He should be out soon,” You said with a humorous huff of breath, your eyes followed his lanky frame dressed insanely accurately to Kurt Cobain, full black outfit and those stupid sunglasses which usually just sat atop his head and pushed back his curls slick with product.
Not even another minute had passed before Luke was insisting you take another shot with him to pre-game, nothing could get you to refuse his offer with those sweet eyes and awfully whiny tone of voice. He was already tipsy, and you were sure he’d be in deeper by the time you got to the party. With this Luke there was never a moment of silence, he was happy and giggly which was majorly separated from his usual soft spoken demeanor.
However, a few minutes later there were footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Ash?! Come on, we have to leave!” You called, getting a quick excuse that he was coming in response— and in all his glory he stood in that dumb cow onesie and… fuck. Smudged black eyeliner.
You turned to look at Luke, who’s eyes were glued onto your boyfriend in complete and utter awe. If this were a cartoon, his heart would be beating straight out of his chest and you swear you would have to pick his jaw up off of the floor.
“What?” Ashton cocked an eyebrow, picking up the car keys and waving his hand at the both of you. “I know, I know. It looks fuckin’ stupid.”
“No it doesn’t.” Luke said immediately, making you snicker and bring a hand to cover your mouth.
“This cow onesie?! It’s stupid, Luke. So incredibly stupid.” Ashton quipped, both hands on his hips as he stared at the two of you expectantly.
“No, idiot. The eyeliner. He thinks you’re talking about the eyeliner.” You explained, seeing the puzzled look on Ashton’s face slowly come back into a smirk.
“Ah, gotcha.” He approached the kitchen island you were still sitting on, allowing you to get a better look at his messy makeup. “Figured I’d go back to the emo roots, y’know?”
“Yeah…” Luke mused, both ring-clad hands cupping Ashton’s cheeks so he could look straight into those darkened hazel irises. You propped your hands behind your back, leaning back on the countertop to watch your boyfriends. Ashton seemed to be enjoying this attention, the way he slowly blinked to let Luke get his fill before gently tipping the other man’s chin to press a soft kiss to his lips.
“Hey, now…” You whined, grabbing their attention and another sweet yet cocky smile from Ashton.
“Don't think I forgot about you, cowgal.” He attempted to flirt in a ridiculous sounding southern accent. You playfully rolled your eyes and felt his hands grasp at your denim covered hips, holding you in place to give you your own loving kiss.
“You’re not funny.” You placed both hands on Ashton’s chest, helping you to get down off of the counter as you and your two loyal sidekicks headed for the door.
“Shotgun!” The sound of your voice made Luke groan in frustration.
“Not fair..!” He complained, yet didn’t put up a fight.
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Upon arriving, you realized that the lack of a theme between the three of your costumes wasn’t a big deal. No one really cared too much, and you all managed to fit in anyway. I mean, you looked better than the people who didn’t dress up at all. How boring?
Luke’s hand gently gripped your wrist, relying on you and Ashton behind the both of you to lead him through the crowd as he made quiet observations about everyone in the room. You made your rounds, greeting each of your friends as you walked about and watched as everyone practically fed Luke shots from the moment you walked in the door. The fact that you’d have to keep an eye on him was told with a shared look between you and Ashton, but there wasn’t a problem with that.
Ashton, being the more sociable one out of the three of you strayed off to enjoy more time with your friends and interact on your behalf.
Luke spoke into your ear, but you couldn’t hear too well, you could only see his wide eyes and pink cheeks.
“Hmm?” You reached out for his hand, but instead of him taking it he wrapped both arms around your waist.
“C’mere… ‘miss you.” He said sweetly, adjusting the sunglasses on his head to keep them from falling down.
“You’ve been right next to me all night, Lu.” Your tone of voice wasn’t so teasing, but definitely pointing out the obvious. “Come on, we should get you some water.”
Even though you insisted, Luke was still whining as you dragged him off towards the quieter part of the kitchen and searched around for anything to sober up your boyfriend.
“Baby!” You could hear the pout in his voice, turning away towards the sink until his arms wrapped around you again. “I wanna take another shot, come on… come with me please?” Luke spoke into your hair, his face pressed against the top of your head as you squirmed in order to face him again.
It was again that his sweet charm struck once more, you looked up into his bleary eyes and shook your head.
“You aren’t slowing down, are you?”
Luke immediately shook his head with a giggle.
“Fine.” You sighed, then the next thing you knew your arms were horribly linked together downing your next round of Pink Whitney which wasn’t helping you put your foot down and avoid your boyfriend getting blackout drunk.
“You look s’fucking pretty in that costume.” Luke murmured, hooking his pointer finger in the bandana you wore around your neck as his other hand squeezed your hip.
“Hush..” You scrunched up your nose at him, Luke let out another intoxicated giggle in response before leaning in to gently nip at your neck. His words never stopped, muttering against your skin and dragging the tip of his tongue over his teeth marks— the soft complaints you made for him to stop only drew soft laughter from Luke.
Your eyes closed for a brief moment, living in the thumping bass and the fleeting sensation of your boyfriend's lips on your neck. Until he drew back, flinching. You opened your eyes, seeing Ashton with both hands on Luke’s shoulders.
“You scared th’ shit outta me.” Luke complained, shifting just a little bit so he could see both you and Ashton under the now slightly purple light. These LEDs would drive you crazy.
“Sorry, honeybee.” Ashton laughed, nuzzling the side of Luke’s neck before he pressed a quick peck to his cheek. “Wanna come do another round with Mike and Cal?”
You angled your head to look over Ashton’s shoulder, seeing the other two guys standing at the kitchen island watching Ashton fetch you and Luke. Without a doubt, the both of you agreed with no second thought. The idea of your relationship with Luke and Ashton wasn’t very foreign to Michael and Calum, surprisingly they weren’t very curious and didn’t ask a lot of questions.
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Time no longer mattered, what did matter was being surrounded by your friends while sitting in Luke’s lap to keep his pleas and begs to a minimum. None of it worked. This boy just couldn’t keep his hands to himself no matter how hard you tried to keep him pleased. Luke’s fingertips massaged gentle circles on your bare midriff, face buried into your neck like he hadn’t been near you in years. You tried to squirm out of his arms, but he really wasn’t having it. In fact, he made this sound when you moved that made you realize he was more turned on than you thought. Straining against those worn out jeans of his, you turned your head to whisper into his ear.
“Wanna go to the bathroom, baby?” You mutter, his head popping up from your neck to stare at you. His sunglasses were gone, they were now sitting atop Ashton’s onesie hoodie because they kept falling into Luke’s eyes and annoying him.
“Mm, mhm.” He replies, lips parted as he helped you off of his lap and stood up with you. You went to wrap your arm around his waist, but instead he was taking your hand while quickly weaving in and out through sweaty bodies and others who didn’t bother to find privacy.
A few seconds went by of your endless giggling as Luke tried a few doors, then finally found the correct one with an empty bathroom on the other side. Finally, some release of pressure for him. Luke pinned you to the counter, kicking the door of the cramped space shut and immediately attacking your lips with his own. You couldn’t stop laughing, gently cupping his cheeks and smiling because of how astounded you were. He had never been like this before— well, he had, but the poor thing would almost never act on it. The alcohol really helped him get across what he had desperately needed all night.
The sudden realization hit that Luke hadn’t locked the door, you pulled away from the kiss to look into his eyes. His pupils were dilated so wide you swore there was nothing but black enveloping his sweet icy blues, his cheeks were so pink and his eye makeup had started to smudge… the door suddenly didn't matter anymore. You pulled him back in for a kiss, those swollen, needy lips that were begging for yours again. Luke moaned against your mouth, his hands roaming your body before being interrupted once again.
The two of you froze as the door opened, within the same second you were relieved to see that it was just Ashton standing there. Two drinks in his hand, without saying a single word. After putting the drinks down on the counter, he closed the door behind him and actually locked it this time.
“Ash—“ Luke breathed, unable to finish his thought before Ashton was pulling him in for a kiss just as fierce as the one you were just receiving.
There was nothing you loved more than watching your boyfriends love each other, seeing Ashton’s thumbs hooked tightly in the belt loops of Luke’s jeans as he furiously made out with him was a very close second. You sat up on the counter, giggling to yourself as you picked up a solo cup and enjoyed the show in front of you. Luke rolled his hips forward trying to gain some friction from Ashton, it worked judging by how Luke gasped and Ashton sighed into the kiss.
“Don’t go… don’t stop.” Luke whimpered quietly as Ashton gently broke the kiss, he had to hush him as he turned to look at you.
“But look, Luke.” Ashton patted Luke’s hip, meeting your eyes which were burning with lust and slight jealousy. You wanted that attention too. “What, pretty? Y’want a turn now too?”
You nodded slowly, bottom lip pulled tensely between your teeth as you set the cup back down.
“Let’s see how good you are at riding the mechanical bull, huh?” Ashton flashed you a stupid grin, Luke started giggling like it was the funniest thing in the world while pressing his nose into Ashton’s done-up hair. It was now that you noticed the hood on the onesie, which doubled as the cow’s head, was resting on Ashton’s back.
“Can’t do that here— my gosh.” You smacked Ashton’s shoulder with the back of your hand, he playfully flinched back and sucked his teeth with a soft hissing sound.
“Ouch, you’ve got one hell of a hand. It’s from all that rope pulling, ain’t it?” There was that southern accent again, it was getting very annoying. So annoying that you had to tug Ashton in for a kiss to get him to shut up, he hummed in response and melted against your frame. He placed his hands on your thighs, playing with the frayed hems of the denim and squeezing as the kiss started to get desperate. Yours were on his chest, feeling up the gentle fur of the onesie which just made Ashton feel so cozy. It was incredible how he was surviving in that thing.
“Mmh, let me in…” Luke muttered from behind Ashton, wrapping his arms around his waist and resting his head against his shoulder. You briefly pulled away to look at Ashton, your smile being mirrored back at you as you appreciated the clinginess Luke seemed to possess from all of the alcohol he was allowed to have.
“So cute.” You mused, Luke starting to press sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to Ashton’s neck.
“Very.” Ashton replied in the same gentle tone, tilting his head to the side to let Luke’s hair brush against his cheek. “Needy tonight, are we, honeybee?” He teased.
Luke let out another sound, long and needy like a lost puppy. The look in his eyes made you pout, pushing a sweat damp curl behind his ear. There was a mutual gaze shared between you and Ashton, this wasn’t a need for you two at the moment. You could wait until you were home to really enjoy each other, but Luke could barely keep his hands to himself… something had to be done.
“Think I should help him out?” You raised your eyebrows at Ashton, Luke perked up and eagerly tightened his grip on Ashton’s waist.
“Mm, has he been good? Seems to me like he’s been misbehaving.”
“Have not!”
“See? Up to you, though.” Ashton shrugged nonchalantly, hiding his smirk from Luke which just made you smile.
“I think he deserves to be spoiled.” You settled this battle, keeping your ‘good cop’ front as Ashton was still the more brutal one when it came to bedroom roles. He liked to tease, he liked to push to the point of uncomfortableness where as you treated Luke like the princess he acted he was sometimes.
“Please?” Luke begged, giving you those sweet puppy eyes which had Ashton stepping back to you could hop off of the counter. Luke was already back against the wall, fumbling with the zipper of his jeans and hastily tugging at his skinny jeans.
“You don’t even know what I’m gonna do yet, baby.” You giggled, even though your next moves were predictable. Luke huffed and placed his hands at his sides, allowing you to do the work as you got to your knees in front of him. Ashton stood at Luke’s side, tilting his chin to meet his lips.
“Let our girl do all the work to make you feel good… don’t focus on helping.” He mumbled, lips brushing against Luke’s as he spoke which earned another needy whimper from the blond. Luke kissed Ashton again, humming when he felt both his jeans and boxers come down.
Their make-out session was bound to be broken the second your lips were pressed to his tip, moaning out helplessly to Ashton who gently stroked his jaw.
“Shh, relax. I know it feels good, don’t you love that mouth?” Ashton only fueled that desperate fire within Luke’s chest, he felt like he was about to burst at any moment because of how badly he was trying not to look at you, move his hips— nothing. He was trying so hard to be good, trying so hard just to stand there and take it. You had barely done anything and Luke was already in shambles.
Now, your mouth wrapped around the head of his cock and gently sucking, this is where he started to get used to the feeling. Those whimpers turned into rough sighs through his nose while Ashton placed loving kisses to the corner of his mouth, Luke wanted more than anything to tangle his hands in your hair… but he knew the consequences he would receive from Ashton if he did.
You took him further into your mouth, closing your eyes to focus as you heard the volume of his cries increase again.
“Oh my god,” He tilted his head back against the tile wall, lip twitching in pleasure as he panted out your name and earned more attention from Ashton. Your cycle continued, bobbing your head, swallowing around him, driving him crazy with a flick of your tongue. The recipe for his release, and you could tell he was close. How his hips jerked and his breathing picked up, his hands which were still at his sides balled into fists as he felt his control slipping out of his grasp.
“Better not see your fuckin’ ass leave the wall again.” Ashton scolded, grabbing Luke’s chin so he was looking at him again.
“Sorry— ‘m sorry, so close…” He whispered, voice hoarse from the effort he was putting in to contain himself. “So fucking close.” Luke repeated, moans following each word he spoke. He was waiting for the clear from Ashton, even though he didn’t technically need it.
“Not on her face. Don’t ruin the makeup.” Ashton finally said after a few moments of silence, he knew Luke needed that guidance when he was in a state like this. He couldn’t go without being told what to do, it was like he craved it, needed it so badly that he couldn’t think for himself.
That was also your cue to not pull off of Luke, stilling as you felt that intoxicating twitch before he came down your throat with a breathy whine of relief. It sounded like he hasn’t had an orgasm in months, when he was cumming in the same place this morning and coating your mouth for the second time today. You could say he was pretty spoiled, even if Ashton pretended like he was an extreme hard-ass.
Poor thing, his body went weak against the wall. Ashton had given him his sunglasses back and placed them on his head to push his curls back, you finishing up the job by cleaning up and helping him back into his jeans. Ashton was better at tending to him, he knew just the right words to say and how to treat him… you were better at straightening up and making sure everyone looked like nothing had happened. You were now turned towards the mirror, fixing your shirt and sneaking glances of the two boys behind you softly whispering to each other.
“Can you handle yourself for half an hour longer?” You turned to look at Luke, it was meant to be a bit of a tease, but he nodded and gave you a lazy smile.
“Definitely.” He agreed, Ashton chuckled and gently squeezed his hip before kissing his cheek. However, you paused with the familiarity of a song thumping from the main room. You looked at the other two puzzled, and in turn they gave you the same expression.
“What’s that face for?” Ashton furrowed his eyebrows, and the fact that your face lit up didn’t help at all.
“Do you seriously not hear that?!” You squealed, reaching out to grab both of their hands to lead them towards the door. “Blackout? Brokencyde is playing?! This is my favorite house party song ever!”
It finally clicked for Ashton, although it did take poor Luke a few more seconds to figure out exactly what you were excited about because he had that dumbfounded look on his face. Ashton started to laugh, having to help you open the door as you barreled down the hall and dragged the two with you. Luke was laughing as well, only for the reason that you were so insistent on getting out onto the dancefloor so you could show off. At least he had the promise of more treatment at home, knowing he could behave.
#5sos fanfic#ashton irwin#5 seconds of summer#calum hood#luke hemmings#michael clifford#5sos smut#5sos x reader#5sos one shot#ashton irwin x reader#lashton#lashton x reader#ashton irwin x luke hemmings
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Luke Hemmings & Ashton Irwin- Lashton Headcanons!!
a/n: i’ve been on a lashton binge so here we are
summary: lashton headcanons
pairing: poly!lashton x female reader
warnings: nsfw, mild cursing, slight mention of depression
word count: 1134
not my gif!!
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-you and Ashton were in a relationship first but then Luke walked in on you guys
-he asked you if you wanted Luke to join
-to which you said yes
-and the rest is history
-though all three of you had been a couple for a few months, Luke still feels out of place sometimes
-like he’ll give you a forehead kiss and a huge ass hug (the man is over 6 ft. is so easy for him)
-he’d bury your face into his chest and have his hand in your hair
-it’s always a nice destressor for you two
-he says every time without fail
-“my princess”
-butterflies. every. time.
-and Ashton will walk into the room then Luke would just feel his presence and his body would get stiff
-and you always start laughing ‘cause you know Ash is giving him a subtle death stare
-“what? Ash is so scary when he’s angry”
-“i’m right here, man. i can hear you”
-your guys’ sleeping arrangement oh my
-it’s a love/hate relationship to say the least
-normally you’re in the middle of them and Ashton’s spooning you with his hand on your back
-your face is buried in Luke’s chest while his hand is in your hair
-it’s the best feeling ever
-once they both fall asleep though… dear god
-luke is always snoring and at first you thought it was really cute
-until he rolled over one night to cuddle you then snored in your ear and scared the shit out of you
-then on the other side… you got Ashton
-this man will be drumming in his sleep let me tell you
-you’d wake him up to stop him from sleep drumming and it would stop for 2 seconds then he’d be back at it again
-“babe… babe…”
-“hmm”
-“sleep drummin’, baby”
-“shit, sorry”
-*stops* *starts again*
-“ashhh”
-you’d hold his fingers down and it would calm him a little, and it would stop again
-you’d almost be asleep but then he’d keep drumming
-it’s a cycle
-but you’re fine with it because they have to deal with your insomnia so it evens out
-ash’s always the one to wake up first in the morning
-you and Luke normally wake up around the same time but poor Ashton he wakes up at least two hours before you guys
-he’s so bored out of his mind though the poor man
-though you’d still be asleep he’d always think of how to wake you up in a nice way
-90 percent of the time it would work
-one time though he tried to roll you over so you could be laying on his chest but then he miscalculated and you ended up on the floor
-it ended with a loud “thunk” and a sprained wrist
-ash felt so bad
-needless to say it woke both you and Luke up
-anyway…
-on the rare occasion that Luke wakes up first he makes you and Ashton breakfast
-you’d both go downstairs to see Luke in your hoodie and Ashton’s sweatpants
-both you and Ash would explode inside
-his hair’s all fluffy cause he hadn’t styled/brushed it yet
-he’d be humming along to music in his earbuds cause he didn’t want to wake either of you up yet
-then he’d look up at you guys staring at him because there’s no way that he was awake at this hour
-he’d give you both the brightest smile and give you your breakfast
-which actually tastes really good
-whenever you’re sad Luke’s always the first one to notice
-whether you respond too abruptly to Ashton or you just come into their studio wanting a hug that man will always know something’s up with you
-seriously you guys would be in the middle of dinner and you’d be staring at your plate worrying about something and he’d be all
-“something wrong princess?”
-“huh”
-“you okay? You’ve been kinda quiet”
-“oh, I guess…I don’t know, it’s fine”
-“wanna talk about it?”
-ashton always knows how to fix your problem
-they’re always in your brain I swear
-luke would tell Ashton if something is off with you, and he would immediately go to you and give you cuddles or something
-you’d be curled up on the couch in a depressive episode and he’d just be there
-he’d play with your hair and give you forehead kisses
-~nsfw things~
-luke is always timid of sex stuff with you because he still feels weird since your still technically Ashton’s girl in his mind
-plus he never wants to hurt you in a way that you don’t like
-ashton showed him how to get you to cum and stuff like that
-so after a while Luke got used to your body
-which made Ashton a little jelly
-one time they made it a contest between the two of them of who could make you cum first (luke did but you were obviously never going to tell either of them that)
-you and Luke are always trying new things in the bedroom
-courtesy of Ashton
-ashton would always dom you two, but made sure you were okay with it
-both of them needed you to cum first before they did
-they always felt guilty if they did first
-you’d all be talking about it the next day and you'd bring it up cause you wanted them to feel the same things you did
-“guys, you don’t have to make me cum first, like-”
-“whoa what?!”
-“ princess, no.”
-“honestly, I want you guys to enjoy it too cause-”
-“who said we weren’t enjoying it?”
-~end of nsfw~
-the aftercare???
-holy shit it’s amazing
-they always take care of you first
-after you came down from your high they would always check in with your headspace
-“how ya feeling, sweetheart?”
-“need another minute?”
-they’d draw a bath for you and make it look all pretty
-i’m talking candles, music, putting lotion on you after
-they’d bring you warm towels and your favorite sweatshirt/sweatpants
-after you got out of the tub you’d all watch a movie
-…more like listening to the movie
-you’d put it on in the background and just talk to each other
-you never understood why you put in on in the first place
-you’d be laying on top of Ashton and Luke would be laying on your lower back
-ash would be lightly brushing his fingers against your spine
-luke would be talking mid sentence then would just pass out
-which would always make you and Ashton laugh
-you’d try and still talk with Ashton but you’d be slurring your words to the point where he couldn’t even understand you
-“just go to sleep, baby”
“m’not tired”
-“tell that to your eyelids”
-basically it’s just cuddles all day every day
#fanfiction#5sos blurbs#ashton irwin#luke hemming imagines#luke hemmings#ashton smut#luke smut#5 secs of summer#5 seconds of summer#writing#poly relationship#poly!xlashton#ashtonirwinfanfiction#5sos ashton#5sos fluff#5sos fanfic#5sos
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here, have a sprinkle of some lashton thoughts)basically a big clustefuck of my mind):
sidenote: discusses a low point and depressive tendencies. i’m not quite sure where this came from but please, feel free to pass it up.
worlds of words are being created from each end of the house, music notes tie them together in new sounds of shattering hearts towards an uplifting crescendo of dreams come true. Luke is in one room strumming and scribbling away while Ashton is tapping and humming along to the music of colors floating in his mind. it’s been like this for a solid three weeks and while you love the creativity ebbing and flowing from them, it’s taken away from your own personal time with them.
are you being a teensy selfish? maybe. are you extremely jealous when one of them wanders into the other’s room to create something together and you’re left outside of the door? extremely so.
this morning started out like any other, Ashton’s fingers tracing your face lightly while Luke rubs your back until you’re awake. Soft kisses and ‘good morning’s’ are exchanged in sleepy voices and just when you’re about to really cuddle, they leave you claiming it’s time for breakfast.
grumbling and mumbling a few choice words towards their retreating backs, you fold yourself back into the sheets. you’re surrounded by the smell of both Luke and Ashton, the closest you’ve been to them lately, leftover aftershave.
you hear them tinker downstairs, quiet chatter and a few laughs float up over your quilt covered head. after a few minutes you hear them shuffle back upstairs. they’re talking of their schedules for the day then calls your name. you breathe shallowly under the blanket, silently begging one of them to tear the bedding away.
“let’s let her sleep, she’s been tossing and turning a lot lately,” luke says.
“wonder why that is?”
“dunno, she’ll come find us when she wakes up.”
defeated and crushed, you continue to listen as they head to their respective rooms. have you really been tossing and turning in your sleep? you’re in a weird mood that has no name and you’re surprised when tears spring in your eyes when they left you in bed all alone. then you become angry because you should just tell them what’s going on but...you can’t.
why? you wish you knew.
the tears keep flowing until the saltwater drifts you on the ocean of sleep and the world fades away.
the next time you wake your eyes are puffy, your nose a little stuffy and you’re hot. you kick the bedding off you, cool air smacking your face and you roll over to ashton’s side of the bed where your phone is. you slept for nearly four hours and have multiple texts from ashton and luke.
breakfast is on the counter, lovie
coffee is still hot in the pot, angel
what are your plans for the day?
come find me when you’re awake
how about chinese for dinner?
luke wants chinese, what do you think?
they texted you in succession every hour, but you didn’t feel like responding and just read through them all. sighing, you roll back over to luke’s side staring out the window. the leaves shake in the breeze and a flock of birds fly overhead. you land on the photo of the three of you at some party. you’re sat in the middle, legs crossed and leaning into Luke’s back while still also being curved into Ashton as well. their hands are joined on top of your knee, your smiles radiant and shining with love and comfort.
you slip off the bed to use the toilet, wash your face and brush your teeth. your face is still splotchy from your tears, your stomach grumbles but you head back into bed anyway.
something is hollowing in your chest as you gaze at the ceiling, you’re still unsure what mood this is but you let it consume you. the best way out is through and you don’t want to bug them with your inane influx of emotions.
somehow you end up falling asleep again and the door handle turning is what awakens you. peering over your shoulder, you peek to see Ashton enter with Luke very close behind. Both of their brows are furrowed and you can sense their anxiety.
“you’ve been up here all day,” ashton says falling next to you. he pushes hair away from your face to look at your eyes. “have you been crying?”
“crying?!” luke asks as you bury your face in the mattress. you feel him dip on your other side. “why are you crying? what hurts?”
you shake your head as more tears well up, wetting the sheets as you feel their hands in your hair and on your back, then on your legs as if inspecting to find a broken bone or cut.
“angel, talk to us please. what’s happened?” ashton asks softly by your ear.
“how can we help?”
you cry more, guilt washing over you as you don’t deserve their concern. you brought this on yourself, not speaking up in the first place. they’ll hate you for being so selfish.
“we could never hate you, lovie,” luke says trying to lift your head from the bed.
had you said that out loud? when it becomes hard to breathe, you lose your own fight by flipping over, hair clinging to your tear stained face. they both wipe at your tears and dab at your nose as you gasp for breath.
“shh, shh, it’s okay, you’re all right,” ashton hushes cradling your head against his arm. luke takes your hand in his giving it a kiss and places his other hand on the inside of your thigh. the tickle of his fingers helps calm you down, but only slightly.
“I feel...” your eyes follow the fan above rotating, trying to find the right words. “i feel lonely. like i’m not here, you’re both in your rooms writing and singing which is wonderful but i’m out here everyday in my own world. watching tv, cleaning, reading, sitting outside and i’m alone and i feel selfish for thinking that. but i also feel weird...i’m in a mood that’s just...odd and i didn’t know i was tossing and turning or if i was even sleepy while i slept all day. i’m feeling nothing and everything.” the words vomit out of your mouth, they don’t even make sense to you so how would they understand?
Luke sighs then changes position to lay his head on your stomach, his baby blues peer up at you sadly.
“we have been pretty busy with our writing, haven’t we?”
“I’m sorry, angel,” ashton rubs your cheek. “we never meant to do that. we always want to spend time with you, you lighten up our life so much.”
“I should have brought this up weeks ago,” luke says, “you’ve been tossing nearly every night. that’s not like you and i should’ve realized--we’ll make it up to you. tonight and tomorrow we’re all yours. no music writing.”
“I don’t want to take you away from that,” you cry as a new set of tears spill over.
“no, no, no, don’t think like that,” ashton says, “we need to find a balance and we were spiraling down a creative hole with no way of knowing where we’ll end up. you’re our balance.”
“but i’m so unbalanced right now,” you mumble looking between the two of them. they smile at your little quip.
“so are we,” luke kisses your tummy. “let’s figure it out together.”
“you can always come to us and tell us what you’re feeling, we’ll understand and if we don’t, we’ll try to.” ashton kisses your temple.
“we love you,” luke says inching up to press a kiss to your cheek. he keeps kissing your face until you’re laughing at the tickle of his scruff.
you hide your head in ashton’s chest, his arms pull you close and then you feel luke sidle up behind you. his arm moves around you as he spoons you, his face tucked into your neck.
“I love you guys, too,” you say.
“how about we take a beat in the hot tub, let the bubbles remove our stress. we’ll talk everything out,” ashton suggests.
“that sounds nice,” you sigh but close your eyes to the sound of his heart. you feel luke’s heartbeat as well, you’re surrounded by a symphony of love. “can we stay for a little while longer?”
“anything you want.”
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quarantine and chill | poly!lashton
notes: so as some of you may know, i got hit with covid-19. i’d kept socials updated with my symptoms and how i was dealing with it but i’ve been quite on the aftermath of what i went through. so i did what i do best, i wrote. similar with teulu, i decided to write it out in the form of a fic. a lot of what happens is what i’ve had to struggle through with regards to recovery and what i’m still struggling with. there is a lot that i haven’t really talked about with it either, however i got the main points down and just wrote. if i was feeling better, i’d probably have shifted it to an oc but this felt much too personal to do. i was debating on whether or not this was going to be posted. at first i wasn’t, then i wasn’t sure. i finally decided to because i enjoy writing and i enjoy giving people something to read, something to enjoy. i also decided on poly!lashton mostly because of the interview on one of the instagram lives where ash said he cooks and i think it was with @sexgodashton where were talking about how ashton would mother hen you when you’re sick lmao and then i got daydreamy because i’ve been dealing with the whole situation alone and it’s difficult when your loved ones (both friends and family) are too far away and unable to be with you. i’m rambling at this point but yeah, tldr; this is really personal on how i recovered from that godforsaken virus.
warnings: talks of dying, depression, sickness
word count: 9k (oops)
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When you’d come home from closing up the store, it had been an almost nightmarish day for you. It felt surreal that the store was closing until further notice and you had no idea when you were going to even be back in your job again.
What frustrated you was the fact that you hadn’t been able to book a flight out to LA before the travel bans kicked in, leaving you to be self-isolating in your apartment for the duration of the lockdown, alone.
Luke and Ashton had both voiced their complaints, but no amount of money being thrown at the problem wasn’t getting you back to LA with them.
“How are you feeling?” Ashton asked over facetime whilst you tidied up. The simplicity of living in communal housing meant that you only had two rooms to tidy and keep clean. Luke and Ashton loved it for the fact that it afforded the three of you some privacy away from prying eyes of the media because you were tight-lipped about where you lived.
“Tired. I’ve cried a lot and I’m missing the both of you.” You admitted quietly as Luke popped into the screen, his head resting on Ashton’s shoulder. His lips wore a tired smile, one that you could match.
“We’re missing you too, love.” Luke’s voice was comforting. You finally settled down on the couch, your body sinking into the cushions and sighed.
“You know you don’t have to worry right? Ash and I are gonna help you.” The reassurance from Luke made your lips twitch up.
“I know. I’m just frustrated. They should have made this decision well over a week ago.”
Neither of them could say much against that. You’d told the company bosses that you were at risk, you’d warned them that the store wouldn’t pull in enough money to warrant staying open for the week.
But they’d simply said that they were following government guidelines. It had been nothing but frustration for the three of you.
“Are you both home finally?” Your question was much quieter and Ashton grimaced.
“Because I have a cough, they’ve organised us to be quarantined since we’re together. They’ve done the tests but I don’t think it’s anything, I think it’s just allergies playing up since I’ve been sneezing non stop.” Ashton explained and you sighed.
“Irony at its finest.” You received sad smiles in return from your boys.
“I’ve got some last minute paperwork to finish up and send off since I couldn’t do so at the shop. How about I call you both tomorrow?” Luke pouted and you giggled at the expression, your heart lifting that little bit.
“Fine but next time I’m hogging the phone.” Luke muttered and you laughed before blowing them both a kiss.
“Love you both, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
The paperwork was easy to finish off and left you a few hours to shower and change whilst tidying up around.
When you crawled into bed, you checked your phone to see a photo of the two of them snuggled up together, Ashton practically smothering Luke. You sent them one back of you with the bear they’d gotten you, sprayed in their cologne.
When you woke up the next day, there was only a slight difference, your blocked nose making you groan.
“Fucking allergies.” Was muttered as you made your way to the bathroom, waving to one of your neighbours who was just leaving the kitchen.
You’d decided to stock up on food, making quick work of the short walk. It was nice to be able to still move about in the fresh air at least, offering a small, yet nervous smile at the cashier as you paid for your shopping, packed it in your bag and made your way home.
Before you even realised it, you’d settled on the couch and fallen asleep, wrapped up in your fluffy blanket, eyes heavy as you set an alarm.
You slept through the alarm and when you next woke up, there were three missed facetimes from Luke. You called him back immediately.
“There’s the love of our lives.” Luke crowed when he answered, making you laugh. It was followed by a cough which made Luke pause, his eyes studying the screen. “Said love of our lives doesn’t look too well.” The concern was evident and you rolled your eyes.
“It’s probably allergies and my body finally relaxing from the last three weeks of stress.” Luke didn’t look convinced but you managed to switch the conversation. “Did you find out the results of Ashton’s test?”
“Yeah, he came up negative. Since we’ve been quarantined for what, three weeks now? We’ll probably be on the next essential flight back home. But that won’t be for another week from what they’ve said. We both agreed to hang back long enough to let other people go ahead.” You frowned at that.
“But baby, you guys need to be back for the launch.” He shook his head.
“Ash was quite forceful with management on this one. There isn't going to be any kind of physical launch so we’re cleared to be delayed, just as long as we have a good wifi connection for the weekend for the various streams.” You sighed but understood their concerns.
“How is our no longer sick drummer boy?” You finally asked and as if he was waiting for the question, he all but piled himself on top of Luke, a muffled whine escaping as he tried to shove Ashton off him.
You laughed.
“Behave children otherwise no rewards.” You teased them, making the two of them laugh as they settled themselves down on the sofa they were on.
The conversation was easy between the three of you as they both excitedly discussed the possible plans they had for the album release, relying on them being home on time to do so.
“It wouldn’t do well to be still in the air when we do the release party, but knowing our luck...” Ashton trailed off, making you snort.
“Knowing our luck, that’s what would happen.” You grinned and he rolled his eyes.
“Probably.”
The three of you talked until you were dropping off, and despite voicing their concerns, you waved them off, pointing out that you always got like this during allergy season. Ashton didn’t argue the point, but Luke still frowned in concern.
“We love you, sunshine. Get some decent rest please.” He’d pleaded with you and you gave them both a gentle smile in return, hoping that it was at least semi-reassuring.
“I’ll be fine, but I’ll go to bed. Love you two.”
“Love you more.” Came the unified response before the call dropped and you settled back asleep.
Part of you knew that you should’ve realised that they had every right to be concerned when you woke up the following morning.
Your entire body was aching. And what concerned you most was the tightness across your chest coupled with the pain radiating across your body.
When you checked your temperature, you felt your stomach sink at the fact that your fever had crept up and was alarmingly high. So you called the helpline, putting the phone on speaker whilst you waited to get through, sending a text to the group chat you had with your boyfriends.
‘Woke up with fever and body hurts. Struggling to breath too so checking in with the helpline to see what i need to do. Don’t know if I’m gonna be up for calling later bc I wanna sleep.’
You felt bad but you could already feel the drowsiness pull at your body.
When you got through and described your symptoms, the lady on the other end advised you to self-isolate and upon the symptoms getting worse, to call the emergency services.
You relayed the information back to Luke and Ashton before falling asleep after taking some medication, trying to desperately ignore how much your body ached as you slept.
The first few days, it felt like you’d been run over with a truck repeatedly, but what concerned you was the pain that was radiating from your kidneys. Both Luke and Ashton knew of your previous history with kidney failure and both had been urging you to go into the hospital, but you’d couldn’t help but feel that it wasn’t that bad.
By day four, both of your boyfriends were worried because you’d mentioned to them that you were unable to breath properly. It was late at night, but with the pain reaching an overwhelming point, you knew it was pointless to argue. Even your friends had been urging you to contact the helpline once more.
You’d been on hold for over an hour as the pain got worse. You were struggling to focus and it was everything you could do to try and breathe through the agony that was radiating through your body, so you cut off from the hold music and contacted the emergency services.
This time fear started to settle into your stomach as you answered the questions posed to you, trying to get across that it wasn’t a block of flats but a shared home.
The operator understood and urged you to get help from your neighbours to at least let the crew into the building. You were nervous enough about standing up by yourself but you managed.
When you stood from your bed, the walk to the door, even though it was five steps away, the agony that shot up your legs had you stumbling into the door.
Pulling it open, despite your neighbour’s door being six feet away, you knew you weren’t going to be able to stumble that far. The pain was steadily getting worse and tears started falling down your cheeks.
“Can someone help?” You finally got out, gasping for a breath once the words were out. Your neighbour was quick to open the door and knew something was wrong.
“What’s happened, are you okay?”
“Can’t breathe. Called medics, but need someone to let them in.” You gasped out and he nodded, taking a step closer.
“Lets sit you down and I’ll get one of the others to go and wait for them.” The firm grip on your arms supported you, your own hands grasping his arms to keep you from falling as he slowly walked you back to the edge of your bed, setting you down gently.
The pain receded slightly.
“I’m gonna prop the door open and get one of the others to come and give me a hand, is that okay?” And you could only nod tearfully as you tried to take in slow breaths, despite the pain that was radiating from your chest.
With the door propped open, you could hear him banging on the other doors, calling for help and explaining the situation. The hallway wasn’t very long but their voices carried down to you as you tried, and failed, to calm down.
And then the medics were there, pulling the blanket from your shoulders despite how cold you were feeling.
“It’s because of the fever, your body is already warm, you won’t be helping yourself with the blankets.”
They asked various questions and you tried to answer in the gasping breaths, but then the pain shot up and it felt like you couldn’t breathe.
“Okay, we’re getting you to the hospital.”
You could barely move, but between the medic and your neighbour, they managed to get the things you needed and help you down the stairs. It took much longer, but you knew that rushing wasn’t going to help and the pain was pushing close to hitting 10 for you.
Once in the ambulance, you had a cannula inserted, laughing breathlessly between your tears at the first failed attempt and the second attempt to find a vein.
When you reached the hospital, waiting to hear where you needed to be taken, you finally got out your phone, the morphine hindering your ability to focus, hitting the audio button instead to send a voice note to your now worried boyfriends.
“At the hospital. Been given some morphine but still hurts. Missing you and love you lots.” You could barely keep your eyes open, the words slurring together. The medic gave you a kind smile.
“Partner?” You nodded, the motion making you feel nauseous.
“Need to drive to the other side, they’ve got a specific ward set up.” You heard and realised belatedly that the driver must have turned up. The drive was short and finally you were helped from the vehicle into a waiting wheelchair. You were too tired to protest and you knew it would be quicker for you to get situated.
You could hear them talking, explaining your medical history and the symptoms you were displaying. Part of your mind was listening but the other part of your mind was wondering how Ashton and Luke were.
You missed them.
Once in a room, the nurses took over and did some more tests. Eventually you were left alone, your fever creeping higher despite the fact that you felt so cold. You were tired, but the pain that was radiating from your kidneys and joints, it was enough to keep you awake, unable to relax to sleep.
Your phone was going off every few minutes, various people messaging you, making sure that you were okay. The only ones you were really replying to were Luke and Ashton, but even then it was sparse.
It didn’t stop them from worrying.
When the doctor on shift came into your bare room, it took every effort to focus on her words.
“We’ve taken some bloods to help rule out any other possibilities, despite displaying symptoms of the virus. When we have the first results of your bloods back, we’ll be moving you onto one of the wards, so it should be another hour or so.”
You nodded your head, eyes heavy as you let out a tired sigh.
“Any idea of how long I’ll be here for?” Despite the mask in place, you could see her cheeks lifting up into what you assumed was a smile.
“Less than 24 hours, I’d assume. Try to get some rest, another nurse will be taking some obs in about an hour, before you need to be moved hopefully.” You nodded tiredly, curling up on your side. It seemed to be the only relief you could find.
You drifted in and out, the stark quietness of your room so different to the usual noises you had of cars passing by or Ashton and Luke’s steady breathing.
When the nurse came back in, you were beyond exhausted. You felt nauseous and the pain wasn’t receding.
“We’re going to be moving you instead, they’ll do all the obs that they need once you’re settled in the room. I’m just waiting on the porters.” You nodded tiredly as she unplugged your phone charger and placed your bag at the bottom of the bed.
You kept your face turned into the pillow, the lights hurting your eyes.
“Sensitive to the light?” Came a kind voice, you could only let out a muffled noise of agreement. When you were wheeled into the room, the light was dimmed down and you felt more relaxed.
Glancing at the time you hadn’t realised it’d been so long. The numbers read 7am and you could feel your body shaking, your mind taking a minute to catch up with the fact that you were cold.
The next few hours were difficult. You went from being too hot to freezing cold, the pain creeping up as you tried to curl in on yourself to warm up. Even with additional blankets, you were still shaking, teeth chattering when you tried to talk.
When they took the second round of bloods, you didn’t offer any argument, simply holding out your arm for them to take the blood from. Things were getting hazy and you couldn’t focus on the nurse as he spoke to you about what was going to happen.
You knew some of it was tiredness. Despite the mini naps you were having, you hadn’t slept solidly in nearly 48 hours.
“We’re going to be coming in to do the test in a moment.” You found yourself confused as a different nurse explained what was going to happen and she took her time to make sure you understood each part.
Once it was done, your cough having flared up after having the swab hit the back of your throat you noticed that you had missed calls.
‘How did I not hear them?’ You thought to yourself, confused. You clicked on the notification and realised it was Luke that had been calling.
“Hi angel, we were just checking in.” His voice seemed to set off the tears, unable to understand why you were so tearful. But he heard the sniffle.
“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry you’re dealing with this. You know we’re here for you.”
“I just wanna be home with you two.” You choked out, a cough escaping, the motion making you feel sick.
“I know angel, what have the doctors said?” You tried to steady your breathing so you wouldn’t set your coughing off again.
“Two weeks self quarantine.” You finally got out, wiping a few stray tears away. You heard the two of them sigh in unison.
“Maybe we could—”
“Ash no. If they are sick with the virus, it’s likely to just pass between the three of us.” Luke interrupted and you had to hold back the sob.
“I’m scared.” You finally admitted quietly and tried to stop the sob that was crawling up your throat. You knew that if you’d started, you were most likely not going to stop.
“Baby.” Ashton whispered and you sucked in a deep breath, determined not to ask the question.
“Lu’s right. It’d just pass between the three of us. I should have maybe another week of symptoms.” Your voice was quiet but they heard you.
“We’re not going home.” Luke’s voice finally filtered through. “Not with you being in hospital and not with you being so sick. We’re staying in a hotel till your symptoms die down and then we’re gonna come and look after you.”
You couldn’t even argue with them. They were both as stubborn as mules and having them would make the recovery easier with some help.
“How are you gonna get here?” You finally gasped out.
“We’ve got a rented car. We extended it the day you got sick.” You felt your heart warm at their words.
“Okay.” You finally muttered.
Eventually you were discharged with medication for the fever and a reminder to keep your fluid intake up at least.
The journey back was exhausting.
The medic was kind enough to chat to you about your job, about Luke and Ashton. He didn’t bat an eyelash when you mentioned them both. He was quick to help you figure out where the turning was, especially in the dark. And he helped you to the door of the building.
Just the journey up the stairs was tiring, and your neighbours heard you arrive, the three of them checking that you were okay.
“Until my breathing gets worse, I can self manage at home. However, I need rest and my body currently feels like I’ve been run over multiple times.”
One of them checked about collecting your food shop the following morning and you smiled in return before getting into your bedroom and collapsing on the bed.
You made sure that your phone charger was plugged in before sending a text to Luke and Ashton saying you were home. It was barely another five minutes before you fell into a fitful sleep.
The following day you were woken to a knock on your door, but you could barely move. Sleep had been scarce and your joints felt so heavy.
“Don’t try and get up! Just letting you know that I’m off to get your shopping! I should be back in an hour or so.” Your neighbour called through the door and you felt a little bit of relief flood you at that.
“Thanks!” You called back before coughing, twisting sharply to the side where the bowl lay, your body aching when the coughing stopped.
You’d had the bowl lay there since the night before you’d gone into hospital, terrified that the coughing would lead you to throwing up. You weren’t good with vomit at the best of times but this was another level.
Collapsing onto your back, taking in slow deep breaths as you tried to calm your heart down, you took a few moments before taking some meds, pulling the covers off your body to help you cool down. This was the one thing about fever that wasn’t fun for you.
You ended up napping on and off, unable to pay attention to your phone at the various texts coming through from concerned friends before there was another knock on the door which jolted you awake, despite feeling disorientated.
“I’m leaving the bags just outside your doors! Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll have them all up.” You didn’t reply as you heard the hallway door shut, and instead slowly moved to collect one of the face masks you’d been given, slipping it on with ease before grabbing disinfectant wipes.
You ignored the dizziness that caught you off guard, taking a steadying breath as you waited, leaning heavily against the door.
“Right, they’re all there for you chicken!” Your neighbours voice was more distant and you hesitantly opened the door. He was standing halfway down the hallway, a kind smile on his face.
“How are you feeling today?” The concern was genuine and you could only shrug.
“A lot of pain. Not sleeping well.” You got out breathlessly. He frowned.
“Well if you need anything, you’ve got my number now, so just give me a text, especially if you need any drinks. You take care of yourself now.” You lifted your hand in acknowledgement before propping open the living room door and heading in there where your fridge sat.
When the food was put away, you were half staggering the few steps back to your bed, barely getting your mask off and on your desk before you half collapsed on your bed.
Glancing at your phone there was a missed call from Ashton.
“Hi love, you weren’t responding so we figured to call you.” His voice was hesitant when you’d accepted the call.
“Everything hurts Ash.” You finally sobbed, your body protesting the movement, but in that moment you couldn’t care. You missed them both and with the combined pain, it didn’t help.
“Baby.” Luke’s voice was soft and you knew they were worried, but you were too far gone to understand their worries. You just wanted them.
“Want you both, and can’t even have that because of this fucking virus.” You got out a cough ending the sentence as you tried to catch your breath and not choke.
“Calming breaths sweetheart. You’re okay.” Ashton soothed immediately and you tried to follow his instructions. But everything hurt. There was a sharp pain in your chest, coupled with the pain in your lower back as well as the joint aches. It practically burned you.
“Do you think you can manage a shower later, love? It might help.” Luke’s voice was hesitant once you were calm enough and you took in a deep breath.
“Maybe.” You got out, your voice quieter and they knew you were tired.
“Rest for a bit angel, see if you can try and get a few hours at least.” Ashton encouraged and you could feel the heaviness wash over you as you settled down.
“Love you both.” You tiredly got out before you let yourself sink into sleep, taking a slow deep breath as you did.
You didn’t hear their returned words or them cutting the call, you’d fallen asleep easily and your body relaxed just a little bit as you slept.
When you next woke up, it was dark. Making sure that you were at least drinking, you had another glass of juice followed by some water before pulling yourself up to take a shower. You texted them both and your best friend to let them know you’d slept some and you were about to attempt a shower.
It was slow going, trying to keep yourself upright, but the steam helped clear your sinuses, making sure you got every part of you with the scrubber before just standing under the shower, your hands pressed into the cold tiles to keep you upright.
It’d been thirty minutes by the time you’d returned to your room, feeling more tired than when you’d first woken, so you took the opportunity to try and get more sleep.
That was when the coughing became so violent at two in the morning that you felt like you were practically choking on air, unable to catch a breath until you’d rolled onto your side and something cleared enough for you to take a gasping breath, your heart racing so fast that you had to call your best friend to calm down.
It became frightening as days began to pass and you could barely recall them, your mind confused and muddled with exhaustion mixed in with the hunger that was plaguing you. But when you’d eaten, your body had rejected the food immediately so you didn’t try again.
By day ten, you were struggling. You’d cried far too much and your body felt like lead. You knew that both Luke and Ashton were concerned at this point, knowing that this was the point where either you’d start to get better or it could get worse.
Two days later, between fitful nap and gasping breaths after a coughing fit, your phone went off.
It was Ashton.
“Baby?” You got out tiredly, keeping measured breaths as you sat up slowly.
“Take a look outside your bedroom window.” You frowned, moving to the otherside of the room, leaning enough to peer out of your open window before a sob escaped.
They both stood there, arms laden with bags. Both were looking up at you.
“Reckon you can come let us in angel? Lu and I are gonna commandeer your living room ‘till you’re better.” It took everything in you not to go racing down the stairs. You knew it would set you back further so you took hesitant breaths before looking back to your phone then you heard a voice in the hallway.
You were quick enough to catch your neighbour as he was heading back to his room.
“You alright there petal?” His voice was concerned and you held your hand up indicating you needed a moment to catch your breath. He waited patiently.
“My, my partners, they’re downstairs with some shopping and taking over my living room till I’m better. Could you let them in for me please?” You were hesitant in asking, but the pleading eyes you had seemed to have his shoulders wilt as he took a step forward.
“I take it they’re gonna be self-isolating for the two weeks they need to?” You nodded.
“I’ve got to wait seven days after my fever stops as it is before I can even be in the same room as them. I know that they’re worried and being so far hasn’t really helped.” He smiled kindly.
“Got you, petal. Get back in and I’ll go get them for you.”
You could hear their voices get closer and it took everything in you not to throw yourself out of the room at them. You didn’t want them to get sick.
“Delivered safely petal, feel better soon.” Your neighbour called and you tried not to let out a sob.
“Hi angel.” It took everything in you not to open the door. You had to clench your hands into a fist, head resting on the door.
“I don’t know what’s harder. You both being away, or you being so close but I can’t even see you.” You let out a choked cough and Luke let out a soothing noise.
“Well we’ve got you some good wifi now, and we’re here for you angel. We’ve got a couple of streams and you best be watching when we go live.” You let out a breathless giggle. They were there.
The first few days were the hardest. They’d leave cartons of juice and bottles of water outside your door. It finally added to fruit when you managed to keep an orange down.
Watching them do the streams from your living room was strange, but it seemed to settle your anxiety that they were so close. You could see it was being brought up about their shared change of scenery which prompted them to explain after you’d texted Ashton and told him that it was okay for them to know about your situation.
“So our partner, well they got pretty sick at the start of last week. We were already stuck in the UK at this point, so we just extended it so that we’d be with them when they got better. None of us handle being sick alone very well.” This made the other three laugh. You grinned.
“I think that extends to the rest of the band too.” Luke piped up, making the other two complain loudly. You giggled before coughing violently.
“Oops. As you can probably hear, it got real bad and real close by the end of last week. It’s why we were so distracted on the live because we were so worried. When they told us that they’d slept for a solid six hours last night, we made the drive back to theirs, shopping in tow to help look after them. We can’t see them, and Luke and I are stuck on the couch for the next two weeks at least, but we couldn’t just fly out and leave them alone.”
Ashton’s explanation had well wishes pouring in for you and it warmed your heart to see that there were fans that cared.
Part of you wished you could at least be watching them, or better yet, be cuddled up with them, to hell with the stream. But you knew they were trying to keep the focus on the album. You’d already had texts from the others to check in with you and you took your time to reply to them and settle down, your eyes heavy as you snuggled under the covers.
It was nice to watch them, seeing the ease in the way they joked about. You knew they worried but it was obvious to anyone who saw them when you’d gone into hospital that the tension that was sat on the both of them was both obvious and heartbreaking.
You could see the shadows under Luke’s eyes and you wondered if they traded the nights between each other to make sure they wouldn’t miss an update or a call.
You tried to squash down the guilt instant that reared up. They were doing this because they cared. There was nothing in it for them, apart from the possibility of you getting better. But you knew they expected nothing back.
Your eyes were tired and you took in the time. It was creeping closer to midnight so you closed off the stream and texted the chat to let them both know you were going to sleep. Had you stayed on the stream a few moments longer, you’d have seen Ashton’s face relax as a gentle smile crept onto his lips, causing the two that were still stateside to tease him.
The following morning was better in some way but also worse. Your cough wasn’t easing up but your fever seemed to have broken in the night.
You weren’t overheating but you weren’t cold either. You took a few moments to move your limbs and regretted it almost instantly. But you knew that if your fever stayed down, it would be a further week until you weren’t contagious.
Part of you wanted to practically sing in joy, but as you took in the early morning, you decided against that, knowing your men would be fast asleep still.
Slowly you got yourself up, collecting your shower stuff before making your way down the hallway to the shower. The warm water felt almost luxurious on your skin as you took care in washing your hair, still leaning against the cold tiles to keep yourself upright, your legs trembling as you did so.
It took the same amount of time as the previous shower, but once you were clean, you knew it made a small amount of difference as you stumbled back to your room, crawling under the covers to take a well deserved nap.
You missed the text from Luke asking if you were awake.
Now that you seemed to be stomaching food, Ashton kept it simple with dry toast, not willing to push your body too far. And you agreed with his judgement after he’d placed it in front of your door and you waited for the other door to close before you opened yours.
“Love you.” You felt your heart melt as he spoke through the door.
“Love you too Ash. Thank you.” You returned quietly before stepping back into your room. It was getting harder to stay in, especially when your cuddle monsters of boyfriends were just in the next room.
It hurt.
They FaceTimed with you to keep you company, both of them making a strong effort to not only keep you company but to also stop you from giving into temptation to just join them.
Ashton was practically insistent on that.
You knew by the time that you would be allowed to have them back in your room, their own self isolation would be over.
It didn’t fail to amuse you how Ashton started cooking once you started being able to stomach more than dry toast. It took a few goes but he kept it plain enough to not make your stomach complain but changed it up so you didn’t get bored of it.
What made it even better were the small notes of affection they left for you on the tray which held your food. You had them pinned up to your cork board without a second though, the small pieces of heaven from them only making it feel that much cosier.
Something to ward away the bad days in the future.
Luke snuck you some of your favourite snacks, even after the scolding Ashton gave him when he tried sneaking you a chocolate bar.
It’d made you giggle and they’d both paused to hear it.
It was a sound they hadn’t heard in nearly a month and it made their hearts soar.
Despite the pain you were in, it felt like you could at least breathe with the both of them with you. Even if you couldn’t see them.
By day nine after your fever had broken, you were beginning to feel semi human once more. You still had issues with exhaustion and light sensitivity, but you certainly felt more better than you had done in weeks.
Luke had given up on waiting.
“Ash, they said a week after the fever went down, they’d no longer be contagious. This is killing me.” You’d chosen to curl up on the side that was proclaimed as Luke’s side.
Your heart was feeling heavy again.
“I mean. We’re what? A week and a half?” Ashton’s voice was hesitant. You missed the mutter in return before the door opened and there was a knock on your door.
Luke stuck his head in and you wanted to cry.
“Reckon you can put up with some self care cuddles?” You simply nodded your head and shuffled into the middle of the bed. Luke wasted no time, his arms wrapped around you and you could feel every part of you seemingly shaking.
Ashton followed a few minutes later and your memory seemed to fail you in that moment. You could barely remember the last six weeks, but the feeling of comfort was something entirely different as they held you.
That was when you began to sob in earnest because you’d missed them. And they knew it.
When you’d calmed down, part of you felt torn because you wanted to hold them both, not let go and just lay there. But they didn’t protest when you’d snuggle up to one, legs tangled and arms wrapped around tight and eventually switch to the other.
If anything, it amused them both.
As the day got later, Ashton untangled himself, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. Luke was your current cuddle buddy of choice.
Turning your head, your confusion must have shown because Ashton smiled gently.
“We need to keep up with the meals, love. I’m gonna make some soup for all of us, how does that sound?” You hummed in agreement.
“It’s allowed I guess. But you gotta come back.” And he chuckled, leaning over to kiss your forehead, doing the same to Luke before disappearing out of your room.
“You realise that he’s going to mother hen you to death, right?” Luke teased and you shrugged.
“He’s here. You both are. That’s more than enough for me.” You murmured softly. Luke held you that little bit tighter.
“You up for a shower sweetheart?” You hesitated, your mind drifting back to the previous two times you showered. The hesitation must have been obvious because Luke pressed a kiss to the top of your head, not willing to push you.
“Will you, will you help? It’ll be a tight fit but, I struggled the last two times.” You finally admitted to him and he smiled.
“C’mon. We can let the chef know as we pass him.” You giggled at his words, allowing him to help you out of the bed and making your way slowly across the room. Luke didn’t push, but he kept his arms available and easy for you to grab if you needed him.
You’d made it to the kitchen before you relied on him a bit more, your joints achy and your legs shaking.
“Gonna get this one showered and clean.” Luke called into the kitchen where Ashton was cooking. He glanced back and grinned at you both before turning back to the food and you two carried on.
Luke was nothing but patient with you as you climbed into the shower, his tall body fitting into the rest of the space. He was gentle as he helped you and it took the pressure off you, focusing on keeping yourself upright as his hands started working the shampoo into your hair.
You’d forgotten how well he massaged your scalp when washing your hair, and you only protested when he rinsed it out, making him laugh.
“I forgot how nice your head massages were.” You groaned as he worked the conditioner in. You carefully washed your body with the shower gel, cleaning Luke’s body whilst you were at it.
He tried to stop you but you gave him pleading eyes and he relented easily. Using the time whilst your hair was soaking in the conditioner to wash his own hair quickly whilst you cleaned his body.
And then his fingers were back in your hair, cleaning out the conditioner and you had to stop yourself from leaning into him.
Once you were clean and dried off, dressed and the towels over Luke’s shoulder, you could feel yourself begin to flag again, leaning heavily on Luke for the short trip back to your room.
“I’ve got you sweet.” He murmured as you passed the kitchen. Ashton was talking with one of your neighbours who gave you a small wave but didn’t stop you to talk. Part of you felt guilty, but the larger part felt relieved because you were almost certain once you’d eaten something, you were going to be asleep.
Once you were back in your bedroom, you scooted so that your back was resting against the headboard whilst Luke let the towels hang so that they could dry and put everything back in its place. He understood your need for everything in its own place, whilst Ashton understood, but still sometimes made a small game of moving things to see if you’d notice.
Luke could see that you were too tired to even be playful.
When Ashton returned, he frowned for a moment before resting the first bowl on your lap, spoon already in the bowl.
“Don’t worry about eating it all. Just try to eat something for us.” He encouraged gently, handing Luke his own bowl before heading back to retrieve his own.
You were slow and methodical before your stomach protested and you left the spoon in the bowl, your head resting on Luke’s shoulder.
“M’ready for sleep.” You muttered and he hummed in acknowledgement. He’d long since finished his bowl, as had Ashton.
“You alright with Ash for a bit, love? Since he cooked, I’ll clean.” Luke murmured and you just nodded before shuffling till you were laid down. Ashton followed and you snuggled into him.
You barely heard his murmured “sleep well” before you were fast asleep.
It was the first night that you’d slept for eight hours and it felt almost refreshing, especially after having the shower the previous night.
You were still nestled into Ashton’s side, Luke’s arm was slung over you both, his hand resting on Ashton’s stomach. You felt very safe between your men and you were so grateful that they were with you in that moment.
It was another hour before either of them stirred, but you’d been resting in that hour, not really awake but not asleep either. Luke was first to move, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he moved off the bed.
“Morning, love. How are you feeling today?” He murmured as he stretched. You shifted onto your back and gave an experimental test of your joints. They weren’t so bad and your cough had eased up that your chest no longer hurt if there was the occasional cough.
“Better, I think. It’s only a dull ache, the kind I get when you two put me through the paces at the gym.” You admitted softly and Luke grinned as Ashton stretched out, almost like a cat before turning on his side to face you.
“Nice to hear that, angel. And good morning.” You grinned at him and kissed him gently before glancing at the time.
“What are we doing today?” You asked quietly as Luke continued to stretch out his muscles. Part of you felt bad for them both to be stuck inside with you, but you were much too selfish to let that bad feeling linger.
“I’m gonna do some exercises and then Ash is probably gonna do his own. And then a movie day for the rest of the day?” He posed the question and you paused before nodding your head. It sounded good to you and it meant you had some individual time with each of them.
The morning passed by easily. They did their exercises and showered before returning to your room that Luke had playfully dubbed ‘The Den’. Ashton had laughed at that as he went to set up in the living room for another live, but this time Luke was staying with you. They’d been trading off which had bothered you first, but then Ashton explained their reason.
“We don’t really want to leave you alone. Not that you can’t take care of yourself,” he hastily added on upon seeing your look of outrage, “but being so far away whilst you were so ill, it kinda scared us. We don’t want to leave you by yourself yet. It’s more to ease our own anxieties.” And you relaxed before shoving any negative thoughts to the back of your mind.
Luke was napping when your phone went off-Ashton was still on the live-and you answered the No Caller ID hesitantly.
It was the hospital that you were at, a nurse confirming who you were before she’d go any further. It took a few moments before she got to the point of the phone call.
“So we’re calling you about the various tests. I’m assuming that you know you were confirmed with COVID-19, correct?”
“Yeah, about two days after the test, someone called to let me know.” You responded hesitantly. You wondered what this was about.
“And how are you feeling?” You were confused.
“I mean, I’m coming up to two weeks of no fever and starting to feel a lot better. I’m just more exhausted but I suspect that’s because of what my body went through.” You explained quietly and you heard her hum in agreement. Luke shifted beside you and you noticed that he was awake, only because his hand had started to drift up and down your spine.
“That’s good to hear. What I’m calling about is that you’d said your kidneys had been hurting upon admittance, correct?”
“Yes.” You were worried now.
“So when we looked at the numbers, we noticed that they’d started dropping. Not drastically enough for us to have you in intensive care, but that was why we moved you to the ward. It was as a precaution.” You felt your heart race at her words.
“They’d started failing again, hadn’t they?” You whispered and she sighed.
“Yes. However, because the numbers were back on the rise when we took your second blood test, we felt that we could discharge you safely. Had they dropped further, you’d have been admitted to intensive care. The only reason why you weren’t told immediately was because we didn’t want you to panic or go into further distress which could’ve made it much more worse.”
It hit you like a ton of bricks what she was saying.
“Is there anything I need to worry about?” You finally choked out, your hands trembling.
“At this time, no. When things ease up, we will request you get another test just to confirm you’re clear of the virus. Otherwise for now, just rest up and feel better soon.”
“Thank you.” You got out, ending the call. Luke took the phone from your trembling hands and he sat up, pulling you onto his lap, his arms around you.
“What happened, love?” You were trying to take in slow deep breaths to stop the panic attack, knowing that it wouldn’t help you.
“They’ve just told me, when I went into hospital, my kidneys were failing.” You whispered and his arms tightened around you tighten enough that he understood the implications.
You’d told them both of the previous two times when you’d been so ill that your kidneys had started failing and as a result you’d been on death's door.
You didn’t realise you were hyperventilating until Luke began to rub his hands up and down your arms to try and distract you, but your mind was too focused on the fact that you’d escaped death, again.
“Ashton!” Luke called loudly, a tinge of panic in his own voice.
Ashton practically crashed through into your door and his face was ashen as he took in your state, a look of relief followed by concern filling his features. He clambered onto the bed, his hands cupping your face gently. When you didn’t flinch away, he ducked his head to catch your eyes.
“Slow deep breaths sweetheart. We’ve got you.” It took you a while before you could finally focus on Luke’s hands which were still rubbing your arms gently.
“How’s your sense of smell?” Ashton teased as he noted that you were fighting to keep your breathing under control.
“Smell you and Luke, favourite smell.” You muttered and he grinned. You closed your eyes for a moment, leaning into his touch and he let his thumb brush across your cheeks in comfort.
“What happened?” Despite the question being directed at you, you knew that Ashton was also asking Luke.
“A nurse from the hospital phoned I think. They explained about the blood tests they’d run. Apparently their kidneys were failing when they’d gone in, but not enough to alarm the hospital staff or get them rushed to intensive care.” His voice was calm and you needed that.
You knew that Ashton understood what he wasn’t saying, but also you weren’t too sure if you could voice it properly without crying.
“Come here sweetheart.” Ashton’s tone brokered no arguments and you moved so that you were cradled in his lap, his back resting against the headboard. Luke was nestled as close as possible.
“Part of me knew something was wrong, but, not that.” You whispered finally. Ashton made a soothing sound as you let your head rest on his shoulder, face pressed into his neck.
“It’s one thing to guess, it’s another thing to be told, love. You’re allowed to cry because it’s a frightening thing to be told.” His voice was one of reason and you finally let it out, allowing them both to comfort you as you processed what had been said.
He wasn’t wrong. It was one thing to guess, but to be told that your kidneys had started failing once more, it was frightening.
Neither of them moved away from you as you got it off your chest. You couldn’t pin how long had passed until you finally took a steadying breath, lifting your head from Ashton’s neck. Luke was first to move, his thumb wiping the tear tracks and you gave him a weak smile.
It dawned on you then that Ashton had been on a live.
“Ash, I’m sorry.” You finally whispered and he gave you a confused look.
“What are you sorry for? You’ve got nothing to be sorry for.” He murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple.
“The live you were doing...” You trailed off and he shrugged.
“They’ll get over it. You’re more important and we’re doing more radio interviews on the live so it doesn’t matter.” He muttered and you didn’t push, relaxing in his hold. Luke glanced at the clock and gave you a gentle smile.
“My turn to make lunch. Nothing cooked unfortunately, but I make a damn good sandwich.” He teased playfully which made you giggle, a sigh escaping your lips as he left after giving you both gentle kisses.
“Just think, tomorrow we can take you out for a short walk.”
“Freedom.” You muttered deadpan, making him laugh as his lips found yours.
“Even for half an hour, it’ll help. Home stretch now.” You mustered up a smile for him before stretching your legs out and he moved with you, his arms not quite leaving your body.
“Am I not allowed to lie down?” You queried and he shook his head, a playful grin on his lips as he pulled you flush against his body, his lips finding your neck.
“No, all mine to have and feast on.” The cackle like laugh that he let off had you giggling as he blew a raspberry on your skin. This earned a squeal from you, laughing as he rocked you back and forth. “No one can take you from me!”
You were still laughing when Luke returned with three plates, an amused grin on his lips as he raised an eyebrow.
“Save me Lu! Ash is gonna feast on me!” You shrieked again as he blew another raspberry into your neck, the ticklish sensation making you laugh as he held you tightly.
Luke set the plates down before climbing on the bed, his lips curving into a smirk, making you pause.
“Can I feast with you Ash?” And you groaned as Ashton laughed as Luke straddled the both of you, his body causing the three of you to fall back onto the bed, effectively trapping you between the two of them as Luke left gentle kisses along your neck and you held back your moan, knowing that if he started to pull at the skin you were a goner.
Pulling back, he had a cheeky grin on his lips and you groaned as Ashton laughed.
“You two are the worst. Let me eat, you monsters!” You cried out playfully, making them both laugh as Luke shifted himself off you to get the plates once more and Ashton loosened his hold on your waist.
The rest of the day passed quietly, Ashton had apologised for having to ditch and the three of you settled watching movies long into the early hours of the morning.
Despite the lack of sleep, you were still up early excited that you were finally allowed to go for a walk today, and both of them laughed at your excitement.
Once you were dressed, they followed your lead and got ready. And then you were out of the building and the fresh air felt glorious, even if there was a spattering of rain. You didn’t care.
You led them both to a small pathway that led to the river that ran through the town, the edge of the river filled with cherry blossom trees. Both of them were taking as many photos as they could and you couldn’t hide your smile if you tried.
Ashton managed to get a nice selfie of the three of you under one of the trees and before long, you realised that the half an hour had gone by and you were beginning to struggle, your legs becoming a little bit shaky.
But it didn’t deter from the fact that you’d been able to go out for a walk and enjoy it. Both Luke and Ashton could see the immediate difference.
“We’ll go out every day and stay an extra five minutes longer. Build you up. How does that sound?” Ashton asked as you walked up the driveway, arm in arm with the both of them.
“That sounds good. Onwards and upwards from here and I am so going to kick your butts at Mario Kart now.”
Their laughter rang around the empty drive as you reached the building and you felt much more positive with them by your sides.
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poly!Lashton smutty stuff
(I've never written Lashton so this will flop?)
Luke ran his fingers through your hair, gathering the strands in his fist into a ponytail and pulled you a bit more onto his cock, making you slightly gag around his thick length. A chuckle sounded from behind you as Ashton squeezed your ass cheeks, tongue swiping between your folds as he licked at your pussy again.
"Are you enjoying yourself, sweetie?" he pressed a kiss on your skin and you moaned again, taking Luke's cock deeper in your mouth.
"You're gonna make her choke," Luke hummed, pulling your head back to run his thumb over your bottom lip, and you blinked up at him with adoration.
"Please?" you nuzzled against his hand, your voice turning into a whimper as Ash licked at you again. "Oh god..."
"Please what, sweetie?" Luke grinned, tapping your nose. "More of Ashton's mouth, or more of my cock?"
"Both, please."
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last updated: october 13, 2023
Ashton Irwin
i wanna be yours
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done (pt 1)
coming home from tour blurb
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coming soon!
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he finds out you faked it
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Hello lovies!!! I'm planning on writing an A/B/O mafia fic with either poly!Cake or poly!Lashton. Could you vote and let me know?? Thanks
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sweet homecoming--(poly!lashton) blurb
My mind went wild after this photo, I can’t be tamed when it comes to Lashton so enjoy this sweet lil blurb😌
This is making me think things:
They’ve been gone doing promo for a straight three weeks. The longest they’ve been away from you and even though you told them you don’t care that their flight is coming back at 2 a.m they didn’t want you driving that late. So you poured and said “fine but I’ll wait up instead” and when they landed they’re both exhausted but oh so excited to see you and hug you and kiss you.
Then the unavoidable happens when fans and paps cross their paths, they exchange a look that copies “do we stop or do we politely keep walking to get home to our girl sooner?” Thankfully, the fans walk with them and politely ask for photos and if their flight was good. They’re pleasant but you’re all that’s on their mind. They discuss if you’re in one of their shirts already or went out of your way and dressed up then bickered about whose shirt you’ll actually be in.
It’s all in good fun because they love seeing you in each other’s clothes, it’s a special type of bond. It’s almost 3 by the time they finally come home and find you passed out on the couch in Luke’s cream friends of friends shirt. They pet your hair and kiss your cheeks until you wake up launching yourself at them. They smell like airplane but also home and you’re so happy to have your boys back in your arms.
You chatter away sleepy questions while they escort you to your bedroom and Ashton removes your sweatshirt (cause you get hot when you sleep) then smiles so wide when he sees you’re wearing one of his shirts underneath. He’s so enthralled that you somehow miraculously found a way to wear BOTH of their things, he grabs your cheeks and kisses you deeply, his lips warm against yours.
“Missed you angel,” he mumbles pulling one more kiss from you.
“Oi, where’s my hello kiss?” Luke asks after turning down the bed. You feel his hands on your waist, spinning you gently into him.
“He beat you to it,” you snicker.
“C‘mere,” he smiles leaning down to give you a gentle kiss. Where Ashtons lips are warm, Luke’s are cool and you love the distinction between the pair. So different yet filled with the same amount of love. “So glad we’re home.”
“Let’s get our girl to bed before she falls asleep standing up,” Ashton says rubbing circles into your back. They lead you to the bed where you plop in the center, your hands and their hands intertwine while arms and legs tangle and lips search for skin. This is the best part of them leaving, the homecoming is always so sweet.
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it was only a kiss || poly!lashton
big shouts to @kindahoping4forever for helping me power through this arc, ready for the next one?
Poly! Lashton: the blow job || daddy’s home || cream pie || take the pleasure, take it with the pain || all at once this is enough || caught in between || take my heart, hit the back || daddy issues || needy || only you know the way that I break || picked all my weeds but kept the flowers || people are people and sometimes we change our minds
Luke sighs as he walks out of the hotel room. He figures some time at the pool won’t hurt, it’ll give you a chance to recover from the nights activities, and allow Ash to worry you and only you.
He scoped out a chair before going to grab a towel, he checks his phone as he goes to toss it on the chair he wanted, but a second towel lands right next to his and he looks up.
The guy grins at Luke and Luke finds him attractive, so opposite of the things he loves about Ashton, his hair is dark, a stark contrast to Ash’s blonde. He has deep brown eyes and a contagious smile. He bites his lip as he grins at the man.
“You can have it.” Luke offers, reaching for his towel to plop it in the next chair over.
“I just liked this one because it was so far away from everyone else.” The man admits.
Luke lets out a laugh, “me too actually. Give me some peace and quiet.”
“Well, there’s two chairs and I promise to be quiet if you don’t mind if I stay.” The man offers. He holds his hand out to Luke, “I’m Oliver, by the way.”
“Luke.” He shakes his hand, “I don’t mind, you can stay.” He nods.
They sit quietly for a while, Luke can feel Oliver eying him but he ignores it. “You here alone Luke?” Oliver finally asks.
“No… I’m here with my partner.” He drops the ‘s’ to make it less confusing, but he’s not sure whether he’d bring up you or Ash if asked. “What about you?”
“Just some friends, needed a break from reality.” Oliver explains.
“Yeah, us too. A lot going on in our lives right now.” Luke nods.
“So, where is your partner?” He asks, with a charming, but leading lilt in his voice.
“He’s upstairs, wanted to relax in the room a little more.” Luke shrugs, not trying to dole out his whole personal life.
“You guys been together long?”
Luke thinks for a minute, “7 years…? Holy shit, yeah, 7 years.”
“And you said ‘he’?”
“Yeah, Ashton. He’s fucking amazing. I still don’t know how I got him.” Luke chuckles.
“Well he’d be stupid not to be into you, honestly.” Oliver gently touches Luke’s arm.
And Luke doesn’t think anything more of it, the two of them spend the entire day chatting and hanging out by the pool, until Ollie’s friends come to find him for their dinner plans. They exchange numbers and Luke heads back to the room.
He finds you asleep with your head in Ashton’s lap, he was gently running his fingers through your hair.
Luke leans in to peck Ash on the lips, “is she ok?”
“She cried a lot today and compounded with the fact that she was super sore from last night, just been a tough day.” Ash smiles sadly at him.
Luke rubs his hand very gently on your lower back, “did you guys eat dinner?”
“No, not yet, why don’t you go shower? And I’ll get her up and moving.” Ash leans up to kiss him again.
When Luke wakes up the next morning, he’s barely thinking about the two in his bed, he had such a good time with Ollie, he was excited to spend another day with him. They were heading to the beach just beyond the pool today.
You and Ash had been undecided on what to do today, so he was happy to already have a plan.
And then Luke really only sees you briefly before bed or as he’s getting ready and you are typically still in bed and Ash is up reading the news and getting in the first cup of coffee sludge in.
“Where are you off to so early?” Ash asks after a week of early days.
“Uh… I made a friend. He invited me to go with his friends to go snorkeling. What are you guys up to?” Luke asks, pulling a backpack over his shoulders.
“Not sure yet… wanna get dinner with us?”
“I’ll try and be back early enough for that.” Luke nods, leaning in to kiss Ash.
Luke grins at Oliver as he hands him a beer. They’d been out on the boat all day, in and out of the water.
“So tell me more about Ash.” Ollie prompts.
“He’s great… so handsome, takes really good care of me, has a dominant streak that I love. But, It’s a little more complicated.” Luke shrugs, feeling his buzz.
“Complicated? How is anything complicated with someone as great as you?” Ollie asks, nonchalantly.
“We… have a girlfriend.” He shrugs.
“You share a girlfriend with your boyfriend?” He clarifies. “Of course, a catch like you couldn’t have just one partner.” Ollie smirks.
“Something like that. We don’t really talk about it… but we’re here because she just had a really traumatic life event and this is how Ash helps us collect ourselves. To regroup.” Luke finishes his beer and gets up for another. “Sex is incredible though, with both of them.”
“Can’t do a lot of regrouping if you aren’t with them,” Ollie says, raising an eyebrow when Luke looks at him.
“Well… like I said, she needs him right now.” Luke shrugs.
“But she doesn’t need you?”
“I’m sure she does, but she’ll come to me in her time. We just have a very… natural flow between the three of us. She’ll tell me when she needs me close.” He nods, “oh shit… what time is it? I told
them I’d be back for dinner.” Luke reaches for his phone, but it’s definitely dead from being in the middle of the ocean all day.
“Well, we're gonna have to be heading back soon, maybe you can ask them to wait.” Ollie shrugs.
“Nope. No service out here and my phone is dead anyway.” He sighs, “shit.”
“They’ll understand, especially if they’re as great as you say they are.”
“No, they are… they are. Ash just specifically asked me to come to dinner tonight. Shit.” He groans. But it doesn’t stop him from drinking two more beers as they head back in.
Luke makes his way up to the room, it’s dark outside so he knows he likely missed dinner.
“Hey guys!” He greets, walking in the room.
“Luke!” You smile at him, and you look so excited. “Guess what we did today!”
He plops next to you on the couch and leans in for a quick kiss, “what’s that baby girl?” He smiles, cupping your cheek.
“We went to the dole plantation!! It was really Cool, we got some pineapples, I ate alll the dole whip I could.”
“Which was a lot.” Ash laughs, coming back in. Luke gets pouty. “And you missed dinner.”
“I know I tried to get back here in time. Why didn’t you tell me you were going to the dole plantation today? I wanted to go.”
“We decided last minute. We tried to call and text but we didn’t get a response.” Ash shrugs.
“You knew I was going snorkeling with friends today, I told you this morning.” Luke argues, getting exasperated.
“Don’t get mad at me. You made your choice. Just wanted to take this one to do something fun.” Ash says, kissing the top of your head.
“Sorry Peachy, didn’t know you’d want to go.” You frown at him.
“It’s ok baby girl.” Luke kisses your nose and pushes up off the couch.
“You should try this though.” You say, offering him a piece of the pineapple from the plate you’re holding. He leans over and lets you stick it in his mouth.
“It’s delicious. Thank you for sharing.” He makes his way to the bathroom for a shower.
He’s annoyed with Ashton though, he knows he told him what he was doing today, and he should have known he’d be unreachable. And why wouldn’t Luke want to also experience the Dole plantation. He’s not happy about how this went down. But when he’s done with his shower, he sees that Ollie has texted and asked about dinner. Luke admits that he missed it, so Ollie invites him down to the bar for drinks and some food and he agrees, he’s starving all of a sudden.
“Where ya goin?” You ask as Luke opens the door.
“I’m just gonna go get some food, pretty girl. I’ll be back.” He assures you.
“Ok… miss you Peachy.”
“I won’t be too long.” He promises.
But after a couple drinks, lots of laughs and some food, Luke and Oliver decide to go to the beach.
“It’s dark… isn’t it dangerous?” Oliver laughs.
“No Ollie! We’re not getting in, let’s just go sit, under the stars.” Luke grabs his hand and drags him out to the beach. “Beautiful night!” Luke declares, plopping In the sand, waving his hand toward the sky. He giggles, pulling Ollie down with him. “Now, I’ve told you about me, what about you?” Luke grins.
“What about me?” Ollie asks, finally settling in next to Luke. He moves a little closer so they are shoulder to shoulder.
“Are you seeing anyone? Special someone back home?”
“Ah… no my ex and I broke up like… 4 months ago. He was cheating on me, so I just…” he shrugs.
“Good riddance. You deserve better than that anyway.” Luke nods.
If he was sober, he would notice the way Ollie keeps looking at him, the way he keeps finding ways to touch him, and he’s just staring at Luke’s lips.
But he’s not sober and he seems to be encouraging it, touching him back, constantly turning to smile at him, doing anything he can to make him laugh.
Luke lays back in the sand, “what are you doing tomorrow? I’ve heard there are amazing waterfalls around here.” He asks. “Maybe we can go for a hike.”
“Sounds good to me.” Ollie shrugs, laying back.
Luke hums, “we're gonna have to get a late start, I’m drunk.” He grins. “I’ll need to sleep in… speaking of… what time is it? I told my girl I’d be back.”
“And yet… here you are…” Ollie whispers, “it’s 1:30.”
“Nope. I gotta go. She shared her pineapple.” Luke murmurs, jumping up. “I’ll text you when I get up.” He takes off back to the hotel without even waiting for Ollie to get up.
Ashton is in bed, you’re on the couch when he gets back. “Hey peachy.” You greet, giving him a sad smile, “thought you were coming right back?” You mention.
“I know, I’m sorry baby girl.” He sighs, leaning over to kiss your cheek, “I got caught up.”
“I just wanted to make sure you made it back.” You whisper, getting up to head to bed.
“Baby girl.” He whispers, “I love you. I’m sorry.”
“It’s your vacation too.” You shrug, “love you.”
Ash tries to wake him up in the morning, but Luke batted him away and mentions he has plans.
“Ok… well don’t get mad at me if we do something you wanted to do.” Ash huffs.
Luke’s sweating as they hike, and he kinda feels like shit from being hungover, but he’s doing his best. “So what do you do?” He asks Oliver.
“I teach music, at a high school… choir, music appreciation, music history, and I help with marching band.” He shrugs.
“Oh, that’s really cool.” Luke exclaims.
“What about you?” Oliver stops short in front of Luke.
“Oh… uh… I guess you’d say I’m more of a kept man.”
“Oh? You don’t work? At all?” He asks, now following Luke.
“I mean I have responsibilities, but Ash takes care of us. Gets us what we need and want. Like… like I said the sex is spectacular, I do chores around the house and help with whatever Ash needs help with.”
“Ok… so you are a kept man. What did you want to do?”
“I never really had a chance to decide. I was fresh out of college when Ash and I got together, got my degree in business. I was just working at a clothing store and eventually Ash was just like you hate it so much so just quit and be here and that was that. I didn’t argue because I did hate it that much, and he never asked me to pay any bills and wouldn’t take money when I offered.” Luke shrugs.
Ollie nods, “and your girl?”
“Also kept… she gets a little more control than I do typically but I like it that way.” Luke stops and looks at the waterfall they’ve come upon. “Shit, this is gorgeous,” he murmurs. And he wishes you were there, because you’d love this, and for a second, he feels like he’s doing this with the wrong person, he should be with his people.
Oliver is taking his shirt off and jumping in the water. Luke definitely notices his toned body, and he takes his shirt off to jump in too. He notices as Oliver stays close and touches him, thinks it must be an accident when Oliver’s hand grazes the front of his swimmers multiple times.
“So… based on all the info you’ve given me, you must be in some sort of dom/sub situation?” Ollie boldly asks.
“Yeah… something like that. That would definitely be how I’d describe my bedroom experiences.” He laughs, “but not so much the rest of our lives. We’re just there for each other I guess… I don’t know how to describe it. Making them smile and happy is the best thing I do.”
He notices Ollie’s gotten close and he thinks maybe it’s too close, so he backs up a little, and then heads back to where they dropped their shirts and bags.
“We should head back. It’s gonna be late anyway.” He mentions, quickly drying his chest and putting his shirt on.
They keep up their normal banter all the way back to the hotel, and Luke waves him off as he heads to the room.
Luke sees you pressed to Ash when he comes in, you say hi and he heads off for a shower and collapses on the bed, checking his phone.
He has dinner with you, where you let slip Ash doesn’t know how to talk to him about him; and it keeps him up all night. What could Ash want to talk about? Luke’s done his best to stay out of the way. Is Ash jealous?
He adores it when you come out in the morning and straddle him. Even if things are weird with Ash, at least you don’t seem to be upset with him. And then he agrees to spend time with you guys.
But Ollie is texting a bunch, and he figures it couldn’t hurt to have him join you guys for lunch. Maybe Ash would feel better if he met him.
But he can tell pretty quickly it’s not going well. He watches you shut down first, as Ollie makes pass after pass at you. You cross your arms over your chest and your face says your fuming. He tries to distract him from that point forward.
Luke frowns as you and Ash take off, he did not expect things to go so poorly. “What the fuck was that? They’re not usually like this.” He promises Ollie. “I can’t believe they acted like that.” He hums, still staring after his partners.
“You wanna come hang in my room for a bit? Let them cool down. We can talk about it?”
Luke feels awkward the second he steps in Ollie’s room, but he ignores it.
“Luke.” Ollie says, and Luke turns to face him, Ollie presses his lips to Luke’s.
And for a few seconds, Luke lets it happen before snapping out of it. He gently pushes Ollie away. “What are you doing? You just met my partners.”
“Luke… you’ve spent all this time talking about how great they are, but you've basically spent this entire trip with me. we’ve been having a good time, we’ve got a good vibe. I thought you were feeling this too.”
“I’ve never said I was open to anything. I’ve got the two people I need, it was just nice to have a friend.”
“Keep telling yourself that Luke. There’s obviously something deeper there.”
“I have to go, lose my number.” He brushes past Ollie, out of the room, and hurries toward the elevators. He can feel the tears in his eyes as he steps off and heads back to the room.
“Ash… we need to talk.”
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Welcome Home- a.i. l.h.
Poly!Lashton x female reader
Warnings: Anal sex, vaginal sex, female receiving oral, dirty talk, daddy kink, voyeurism.
After a rough day at work, you come home and find your two boyfriends fucking on your bed, after you watch for a little bit, you join in on the fun.
word count: 1,382
Rating: Mature(18+)
You let out a sigh as you pulled into the driveway of your shared house with Luke and Ashton. Today has been a really tough day, there were so many deadlines you have to make by the end of the week, and you had no idea how all of the work was going to be completed. You could feel the stress drain from you body as soon as the front door was open.
“Babes! I’m home!” you shouted, expecting a reply from at least one of your boyfriends, to your dismay, the house stayed silent. I wonder if they went out to run some errands you wondered to yourself as you took a few more steps into the house. The sudden noise that came from your bedroom upstairs made it obvious that you were not alone.
“Babes, what are you doing?” you shouted as you began to walk up the stairs. As you make your way to the second floor, it became obvious that the noises you heard was one of your boyfriends moaning. You were pretty sure the moans were coming from Luke, he could barely keep his noises in when he was being pleasured.
You were quite surprised, though also pleased, to open your bedroom door and find Luke with his hands tied to the headboard with Ashton’s cock buried deep inside him. Luckily the two men hadn’t heard you enter the room.
“Oh, daddy!” Luke moaned out as Ashton gave a hard thrust. “Please!”
“What do you want baby boy?” Ashton smirked as he looked down at Luke, who looked completely fucked out at this point. “You want your mistress here, hm? Want her to help me make you come?” A moan slipped past your lips, finally making the two men aware of your presence. Ashton gave you a wicked grin as he started to thrust into Luke with more force.
“M-mistress, how long h-have you been standing there?” Luke stuttered out.
“Not long. I must admit, this is a great greeting.” you replied as you went and took a seat in the chair in the corner of the room. The seat gave you the perfect view of how Ashton was thoroughly fucking your submissive boyfriend. Ashton looked over his shoulder to where you were sat, he gave a quick smirk before turning back to look at the man lying beneath him.
“y/n, how should we take care of our baby boy?” Ashton questioned.
“I’ll get my turn with him when you’re done daddy, wanna see how hard he can come on your cock.” you replied, sending Luke the most innocent smile you can manage. The submissive man let out a loud moan, a mixture of being promised pleasure from both his daddy and mistress, and Ashton finally hitting his prostate. Ashton gave a wicked smile at the way Luke’s back was arching from the bed. He gave one more powerful thrust before stopping his movements.
“If you wanna come, you gotta beg for it.” Luke let out a breathy whimper as Ashton began his movements again.
“Fuck daddy, please let me come. Wanna show mistress how good you make me feel.” Another moan escaped your lips at Lukes words. You had always loved how responsive he was to any pleasure he would receive from either of you. You could give him a small once over and he would be down on his knees, begging for either Ashton’s cock or your pussy.
“What do you think y/n? Do you think our little slut deserves to come?” You put a pondering look on your face as you observed how desperate Luke was for release. You paused for a moment, making Luke think that you were not going to give an answer. After a solid minute of watching Luke writhe under the pressure of Ashton’s body, you gave a nod of approval. Ashton began angling his hips to make sure each thrust hit Luke’s prostate. Luke’s back was arching off the bed as his mouth opened and closed around silent moans. It was less than a minute later when Luke’s body tensed, his orgasm hitting him like the strength of a truck. An almost pornographic moan ripped through his throat as Ashton hit his release too and filled his hole with his seed. The younger man was panting hard as you made your way over to the bed.
“You did so good for daddy, you’re such a good boy.” Luke whimpered. He loved when you praised him after Ashton was finished using his hole. “Do you think you can come for me too?” you asked as you ran a hand through his blond curls. He gave a weak nod in response, still recovering from the strength of his orgasm. You smiled down at him as you turned to give Ashton a passionate kiss. You turned around in his hold as he began to place kisses down your neck. You could feel his hands wandering around your body, looking for the zipper on the back of your dress. When Ashton had finally found the piece of metal and helped you remove the dress, you made your way back over to Luke. You were standing in front of the bed completely naked, having skipped out on any undergarments today. Luke licked his lips as he looked over your body, pausing on your perky breasts. It was no secret they were his favorite part of your body.
“What do you want baby boy? Want me to ride you? Milk you dry then make you lick me clean?” You teased as you straddled his waist. You could hear Ashton moan from behind you. It was only a second later that you felt his chest pressed up against your backside. You took a minute to tease his cock with your pussy lips before you sank down onto his length. He let out a high pitched whine, still a little sensitive from his first orgasm. It took no time for you to adjust to his size, you were able to begin bouncing on him fairly quickly. Luke let out a half growl, half moan as you clenched around him. You knew it wouldn’t take long to make him come again, so you began to spit out the dirtiest thoughts that came to your mind.
“You gonna come inside my pussy? Make a mess, clean me up with your mouth?” you moaned out. “I know you love to eat me out after you come. Taste us both”
“Fuck! I’m g-gonna come!” Luke shouted. You could feel Ashtons hand slip under Luke and squeeze his balls, trying to help him finish.
“Come on baby boy, come for me and daddy.” Luke’s body spasmed violently from the force of his orgam, he didn’t even feel you pull off of him. He only noticed when he felt something wet dripping onto his lips. He opened his eyes and was met with your pussy above him.
“Come on baby boy, clean up the mess you made.” Luke began licking at your pussy with every ounce of energy he had left. He knew how much you loved his mouth, and knew exactly how to make you come.
You felt yourself getting closer to the edge as Luke wrapped his lips around your clit and started sucking. Luke was soon licking you in long, hot strokes, making sure every single inch of your pussy was touched. You could feel Ashton”s fingers push Luke’s mouth away, quickly replacing his spot on your clit. You fell over the edge when Ashton began circling his fingers around the sensitive bundle of nerves and Luke tensed his tongue, quickly fucking it in and out of you. A groan of both their names escaped your lips as you felt the waves of pleasure wash over your body. You lay down next to Luke, your head resting on his chest. Ashton moved to the other side of the young man, untying his wrists then laying down next to him.
“Fuck, I need to come home and see you two fucking more often.” You giggled as your eyes began to droop with tiredness. Ashton and Luke let out soft chuckles as you all lay in a heap on the bed, one by one slowly drifting off to sleep.
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