5SOS Preferences

You Have Sex With Your 5SOS Boyfriend&The Boys Hear You

You Have Sex With Your 5SOS Boyfriend and The Other Boys Hear You the Morning After. 

Ashton:

“Say my name.” Ashton mumbles into your ear as your naked bodies grind together.

“Ashton.” You  let out a moan, as his fingers begin to trace your ribcage.

“Say it louder.”

“I can’t, the boys are in the next room.”

“Who cares?” He says, kissing your collarbones, and making you moan louder. “They’re asleep anyway.”

“Ashton.” You shout, as he slips a finger into you. “Ashton!”

“That’s better.” He smirks, bringing his lips to yours once more. “You’ll be moaning that louder after.”

He enters you, and you dig your nails into his back as you moan and shout his name over and over again, causing him to smirk into your shoulder.

“I love it when you say my name, (Y/N).” He says, making the hair on your neck stand up.

“I know.” You say inbetween breathes.

You both finish, and drift off into a deep sleep.

The morning after, you both go to the breakfast table, where Luke and Calum were eating Vegemite toast and they were smirking at each other.

“What?” You ask, but they dismiss it. “Where’s Michael?”

“Asleep.” Calum shrugs, but Luke hits his shoulder and he begins to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” You ask, but they don’t say anything.

“I AM ASLEEP BECAUSE YOUR SHOUTING OF ASHTON’S NAME WAS TOO DAMN LOUD!” Michael yells down the hallway, causing Luke and Calum to double over in laughter.

“Ashton! Ashton!” They both mimic in a girl voice, and you turn beet red.

“At least I got some last night!” Ashton says, pouring you a cup of coffee. “Unlike you two loners!”

“Yeah, we know you got some.” Luke says. “You’re such a loud moaner.”

“Okay, can we not, please?” You say, sipping your coffee.

“Anything for you, (Y/N).” Ashton says, kissing your forehead, causing the rest of the boys to snicker.

Michael:

“You’re so hot when you’re angry, Michael.” You whisper in his ear as he throws you on the bed. “You’re so, so, so hot.”

“I know I am.” He smirks, ripping off your clothes.

“We better be quiet,” You say, looking at the locked door. “The guys are asleep next door.”

“Asleep.” He murmurs, kissing your nose. “They’re heavy sleepers.”

You kiss his lips, and he grinds your hips together and you feel him harden against your inner thigh.

“Fuck me.” He repeats, over and over again.

He enters you, causing him to moan loud, and repeating the words ‘fuck  me’ over and over.

“You’re so fucking hot, (Y/N).” He gasps, and you smirk.

“I know I am.”

The morning after, the other boys looked tired and like they got no sleep.

“Morning.” Michael says, spanking you subtly.