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7 Minutes In Heaven

Ashton: neither you nor Ashton protest as you're pushed inside the small cupboard and the door is locked behind you. Your mind is racing and you're a little nervous, but you're mostly excited. From the look on Ashton's face, you'd say he feels the same.
"Okay, your 7 minutes starts now!" Someone yells from behind the door, and Ashton's lips are on yours before you get another second to think. Well, there's no point wasting time.
His strong arms wrap around your body, pulling you close until there's no room left between you. You gasp into the kiss when his hands start to explore your body, allowing him to slip his tongue in your mouth.
Ashton's rough fingers lift the hem of your shirt and settle on your bare hips, leaving goosebumps everywhere they touch. You moan into his mouth and drag your fingers down his back, unable to control yourself any longer. He releases a strangled growl and presses you against the back wall, allowing you to feel every inch of his body against yours.
"Times up!" A voice shouts from the other side of the door, and you hear the key turning in the lock. They leave the door closed, expecting you to come out on your own - but neither of you want to. Ashton clears his throat, causing you to look up at him.
"How about we go to mine?" He suggests, his voice thick with desire.
"As long as we get to continue doing this, I don't care where we go." You manage, words not coming easily to you.
Ashton smirks, "okay then," he says, "let's go."

Calum: you're sitting crossed legged on the floor of the cupboard, waiting for whoever your friends chose to be your 7 minutes in heaven partner. You're secretly hoping that it's going to be Calum, and waiting to find out is painful.
The door swings open, temporarily blinding you as the bright light floods in. Whoever it is quickly closes the door, plunging you back into darkness.
"Hey." You immediately recognise his voice.
"Cal?" You answer, standing up.
"Yeah, [Y/N], it's me. I hope that doesn't disappoint you too much." He whispers. His tone is light, but you can hear the nerves behind his voice.
"I- I was hoping it would be you." You admit, trying to reassure him.
Before he can answer, one of your friends shouts that your 7 minutes has started through the door. You gulp and take a step forwards, colliding with Calum. He kisses you gently at first, but soon his lips begin to move faster against yours, and his hands begin to get bolder. They slide onto your thighs and hoist you up, taking you by surprise. Calum barely breaks away from your lips as he presses you against the wall. You tighten your legs around his waist, earning a low moan from him. His tongue explores your mouth while his hands explore your body, burning your skin with red hot desire.
"Times up!" Someone shouts, much to your dismay. After an extra minute, Calum puts you down and pulls himself away from you.
"You're staying at mine tonight, [Y/N]." He states, and you grin. There's no way you're arguing with that.

Luke: "Okay," your best friend says after she has locked you and Luke in the cupboard, "do you guys know the rules?"
"Of course we do," you snap back, "it's seven minutes in heaven."
"Okay, great! Knock when you want to start."
You meet Luke's eyes. He looks kind of sad, worrying you instantly.
"What's wrong?" You wonder, moving closer to him. He shrugs. "Nothing, I guess. I mean... Well I suppose I just wasn't expecting to be this let down to find out that you don't wanna make out with me." He sighs.
"What?" You exclaim, shocked. How could he think that? The whole reason you're in this situation is because your best friend had taken your crush on Luke into her own hands.
"Well you looked like you were ready to kill [Y/BF/N] for making you do this with me!"
"Yeah, because I like you and she was dangerously close to revealing that!" You burst, gasping as you realise what you've said. But, Luke doesn't give you a second to think about that because he crashes his lips down onto yours, making your mind blank. He kicks the door to tell your friend to time you, but part of you wishes that he hadn't. If he hadn't then maybe you could've stayed in here making out all night. You've never kissed anyone like this before, and it's never felt like this before. There's a lot of passion behind his lips, and you melt under his touch. He drives you wild with desire. Luke assaults your neck with his lips, making you silently cry out in pleasure
"It's been 7 minutes!" Your friend shouts, and Luke takes step back.
"We have to do that again," he states, a little breathlessly. You breath a laugh and nod your head. "Yes, we definitely do."

Michael: hammering your fists on the door, you yell angrily at your friends. "Let me out!" There's a chuckle from the other side of the door, but it isn't unlocked. Sighing, you collapse on the floor in defeat.
What feels like forever later, the door is pulled open and someone else is shoved in the small cupboard with you, and then the door is locked shut again.
"Hey, [Y/N]," the person says.
"Hi, Michael."
His voice makes you shiver. Why have they locked him in here with you? If they told him about your crush on him you're going to kill them. You bite your lip nervously. "So," you start, "why are you in here now?"
Michael offers you his hand and effortlessly pulls you up. You're nerve-wrackingly close to him - you can feel his breath on your lips when he speaks.
"Because," he says slowly, "we're going to play seven minutes in heaven."
Your heart skips a beat, but you try not to let it show. "Why?" You croak, your mouth suddenly very dry.
"Because I want you, [Y/N], and I know you want me too."
You're going to kill your friends for telling him. But right now you have other things to think about. Instead of letting yourself overthink it, you press your lips to him hurriedly. Michael doesn't hesitate for a second, his lips responding to yours hungrily. His hands grip at your waist, desperately trying to bring you closer to him. His lips move to your neck, making you cry out in pleasure. Michael chuckles onto your skin and continues to send ripples of pleasure shooting through your body.
"Uh, guys? It's been like 10 minutes!" One of your friends yells. Both of you ignore her and continue kissing passionately.
Michael comes up for air but doesn't move far from you. "Do you wanna ditch this party?" He pants, his eyes hopeful.
You smirk, "more than anything."

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