Smoke In Your Lungs

Notes:

-knife play (I think it's hot [to an extent ok I'm not a sadist or masochist] idk)

-pain kink because I like back scratching and biting and spanking and hair pulling and all that fun stuff (again, it a sadist or masochist bye)

-druggie, Ash is a bad boy druggie and Luke is a small innocent rich boy

-underage because I'm fu.cked up like that (Luke is 16 and Ash is 20)

-degrading kink because Luke likes being called a little wh.ore (idk it's hard to not do this in rough smut lmaO)

-that's it have fun reading the reason why I'm rotting away in hell for eternity

- I forgot what number off of SGFG it is, if you remember just comment it here (I think the title is from Waste The Night but I don't remember, I wrote this ages ago)

- malum or heterosexual stuff next please help

- this is unedited sorry

Third Person's point of view

This wasn't Luke's scene.

Girls dressed in ripped tights, dark make-up, and oversized shirts. Guys dressed in destroyed jeans that are skin tight with ripped knees and leather jackets. Smoke dancing in the air and tabs dissolving on the needy tongues of addicted people.

Luke didn't belong here with his perfectly gelled hair and his expensive sweater. His jeans were designer, costing a whopping two hundred dollars and his skin had yet to be mutilated in any way, by piercing or tattoo or even scars. While they were all over eighteen, Luke was barely sixteen, given his birthday was only a month ago.

But Luke loved Ashton. Loved him so much that he'd disobey his parents' rules and go to the "bad" side of town where the "ghetto" kids lived and the "druggies" resided. The side of town were you'd find a prost.itute or two, some drunk men every night, and where a majority of the town's bad news comes from.

Luke followed Ashton to his small, shared house. Music was blasting, some 70's-90's rock playing loudly through crappy speakers. The smoke made the air hot and heavy and the smell of alcohol and weed was chokingly strong. He fought the urge to cough and possibly choke on the thick air.

Luke spotted Ashton's best friends, making out heavily in a corner. Calum was half nude, as always, and Michael was fully clothes. Flashing neon lights revealed that maybe they were doing a little more than just making out.

"Come on." Ashton spoke, tugging Luke upstairs with him. The blonde turned and followed his boyfriend upstairs, feeling light headed from breathing in the smoke and already having shared a blunt with Ashton.

Ashton took Luke into his bedroom and then closed the door, locking it as he pushed the younger boy against it. Ashton roughly pressed his lips on Luke's, his hands ready roaming underneath the loose fitted sweater.

Luke kissed back immediately, threading his fingers through Ashton's hair and tugging on it since that's what Ashton liked. Ashton liked his hair being pulled and Luke loved pulling his hair, it was a win-win for them.

Ashton's lips found their was to Luke's neck, and the younger boy grew impatient, his co.ck semi hard in his skinny jeans and his heart beating rapidly against his chest.

Luke knew this was wrong. It was illegal, but that's what made it oh-so thrilling. Ashton knew what he was doing, knew what to do, where to touch, how to speak whilst the two are fu.cking. Luke loved it. He loved how wrong it was, how sinful it was.

Luke moaned as Ashton bit on the younger boy's creamy skin, tainting it with red. A strangled gasp escaped his thin lips and Ashton lived to hear the younger boy show just how wrecked he was. He lived for the way he ruined Luke.

"Gonna try something new," Ashton spoke, his voice sounding like silk as his breath hit the shell of Luke's ear. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah." Luke agreed immediately. He was okay with anything Ashton wanted to do to him. He'd let the older boy do anything to him, and maybe he should see a doctor about that. Luke didn't think it was right to feel such a strong form of trust and love towards the older boy, the older man.

"Good." Ashton spoke, taking Luke's sweater off of him. He tossed it on the floor and then raked his nails down Luke's chest, leaving puffy red lines in their path.

"Please Ash, do something." Luke begged his boyfriend, and he notes that it's almost pathetic because he's already so needy and they just got in the room.

"Such a little wh.ore, are you Lukey?" Ashton asked as he unbuttoned the boys jeans. Ashton bit his lip as he saw the boys thighs and then groaned as he saw his buldge. "Already so hard for me huh?"

"Yeah, really hard." Luke gasped as he kicked his shoes off. Ashton helped him pull his jeans off and his socks followed, leaving him in a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs.

"Gonna fu.ck you nice and hard," Ashton said, excited at the thought of having the young boys tight a.ss around his co.ck again. "Love this tight little bottom."

Luke wanted that, he really did. Maybe it was uncomfortable all the way through because Ashton was too big for Luke, but Luke loved when Ashton was semi-forceful and used his body however he wanted and didn't really care about how Luke felt.

Luke was going to hell, and he knew he was. He didn't care because Ashton's going to and as long as he has Ashton, he doesn't care where he is.

Ashton bit at the younger boy's soft thighs, leaving small love bites on the pale skin. His fingers toyed with the waistband of Luke's briefs, causing the blonde to cry out with frustration and need.

"What's the safe word babe?"

"P-Pokémon." The young boy gasped out as Ashton finally pulled his underwear down, licking up his co.ck. "Fu.ck Ashton please."

"Be a babe and don't come until my co.ck is buried deep in your little a.ss." Ashton spoke and Luke nodded so quickly he thought his head would fall off.

Ashton mouthed at Luke's co.ck, slicking it up with saliva. "Fu.ck," Luke swore and Ashton chuckled, amazed at how quickly he can have Luke falling apart beneath him. "Ash, more please."

"We're doing something a little different today baby boy," Ashton said, wrapping his large hand around Luke's co.ck, giving around few jerk to it. "I want you facing the door for this baby."

"Okay, okay fu.ck, yes Ash." The younger boy sputtered out as Ashton's fingers toyed with his balls, rolling and massaging them in his hand. Luke turned towards the door, setting his hands on it and then pressing his forehead against it.

"Beautiful." Ashton commented, giving Luke's bottom a slap, tinting the pale skin pink, and then pulled Luke's boxers back up. "You trust me right?" He asked as he opened a drawer, grabbing a knife from it.

"Yeah."

"Stay still." Ashton said, his voice seductive and low, smooth and airy. It sent shivers up Luke's spine and his mind to go into a frenzy.

Luke gasped as something cold, something unforgivable, traced down his spine lightly. Goosebumps raised on his arms and fire trailed behind the sharp object, the feeling indescribable to the younger boy.

"I won't hurt you too much," Ashton whispered, twisting the knife by the lining of Luke's boxers. The sharp, flat edge of the knife curled around Luke's hip, training up his chest slowly.

Luke let out a sigh of pleasure as the knife traced patterns on his skin, hoping Ashton couldn't catch how his heart was racing more than ever. Next thing you know, Ashton's gonna be fu.cking Luke with a gun against his head.

I wouldn't mind that, Luke notes to himself, whimpering as he tilts his neck for Ashton, the knife trailing up.

"So innocent," Ashton hummed, tracing his lovers jawline from behind. "So pure," he added, trailing it back down Luke's back, applying the slightest hit of pressure. The knife pressed against his skin, but it wasn't enough to actually harm the younger boy. "My little baby huh?"

"Yeah," Luke breathed out, exhaling heavily. "Ashton, Ashton fu.ck me already please." He said and Ashton dipped the knife under Luke's boxers.

The sharp edge cut into the soft material, and suddebly, the fabric was pooled around Luke's feet with a cut along the side. "That's so much better." Ashton said and Luke shivered.

The knife was set down, a bottle of lube and a con.dom in Ashton's hand now. He rolled on the latex before lathering himself up with lube. He set the tube down and then poked a wet finger against Luke's puckered hole.

"Ash," Luke whined as Ashton slowly inserted a long finger into the boy. A soft moan escaped his pink lips and Ashton chuckled, working his co.ck a bit with his free hand.

"My little wh.ore, aren't you Lukey?" Ashton asked and Luke whimpered quietly as Ashton pressed his finger against his prostate. "Huh Luke?" Ashton asked again, pulling his finger out and then slamming two inside of him.

"Yes Ashton!" Luke cried, his hips jerking and his co.ck twitching. "Fu.ck me Ash please." The young, needy boy begged his boyfriend, who pumped his long fingers inside of Luke.

"Baby, it's gonna hurt if I do." Ashton warned and Luke just whined. The elder of the two took his free hand and landed a sharp smack on his boyfriends bum. "Patience or else you're not coming."

"I'm sorry," Luke gasped, pushing back against Ashton's fingers. "Oh god yes." He added, his balls tightening a bit and his co.ck twitching.

"No coming honey." Ashton spoke into Luke's ear, his voice slow and low, sending Luke into a fit of shivers. Ashton's free hand slid up Luke's side, slowly wrapping around the younger boy's thoat, and then tightening around it.

"Mm, fu.ck," Luke groaned and Ashton chuckled, twisting his fingers around into Luke's prostate. "Harder Ash." He spoke in a breathy voice.

"Yeah? My little boy wants it harder?" Ashton spoke, biting on the younger boy's ear as he pulled his fingers out. "I need you Luke, fu.ck, ready baby?"

"Yeah, been ready Ash, please. Fu.ck me," Luke said and gasped when Ashton let go if his neck. His long fingers reached for the blade, feeling the cold, metal handle quickly.

A tinge of excitement and nerves twisted in Luke's stomach as Ashton held the knife against his throat, and it faded when the older boy pushing his co.ck into him. He went slowly, small nudges and shallow thrusts into the younger boy.

"Fu.ck yourself on my cock you little sl.ut," A Ashton said and Luke moved his hips, rotating them and rocking them.

Ashton was careful with the knife, as careful as he could manage with Luke practically fu.cking himself down on his co.ck. He held Luke's hip tightly, slightly guiding the younger boy.

"Fu.ck," Ashton grunted, and dug his bale into Luke's skin as the younger boy groaned. "Yeah baby, you feel so fu.cking tight. Are you scared? Fu.ck, you're scared huh?" Ashton asked as he positioned the knife again, making Luke whimper.

He was scared, the smallest sliver of uncomfortable due to the metal on his neck, but he was too turned on to care. Too turned on to realize he could die while he was ha in se.x.

"Ashton, fu.ck me." Luke begged the older boy, tired of having to work and tired of not getting what he wants.

Ashton chuckled, holding Luke's hip and then slamming his hips into the younger boy. His yell was muffled by the sound of loud cheers from downstairs, the pounding music only adding on to it.

"Like this Luke? Is this what you want?" Ashton asked, his teeth biting on his lips as his ears rang with loud background music and the aounds falling from Luke's lips.

"Yes, Ashton yes fu.ck," Luke said, tilted his head back. The sharp edge of the knife was flat against his neck, dancing on the edge of dangerous and pleasurable.

Luke's adam's apple bobbed, his heart racing as the knife was pressed into his skin. "Ash, harder." Luke begged, feeling dirty for fu.cking while a knife was against his neck.

"Anything for you Luke," Ashton spoke and snapping his hips against the younger boy, the sound of smacking skin adding to the noise in the room. "So tight Luke, fu.ck, I love your a.ss." He grunted and Luke moaned loudly.

Luke wrapped his hand around his co.ck, jerking it quickly as his other hand scratched against the door. Sinful sounds tumbled from Luke's lips, inchoherent thoughts processing in his head due to Ashton's relentless thrusts.

"Yeah baby, feel so good around my co.ck," Ashton groaned loudly, his heart pounding in his ears, effects of the drugs they had taken earlier wearing off and causing a wave of drowsiness to hit him. "Gonna come soon?"

"So soon Ash yes," Luke whined, swiping his thumb over the tip of his di.ck, shuddering at the action. "I'm close."

"No coming just yet." Ashton spoke through grit teeth as he hit Luke's prostate, causing the younger boy to moan loudly, scratching at the door harder, paint chipping under his semi-long nails.

Ashton's grip was bruising the younger boy's skin, so tight that it would be sore for awhile. They didn't mind however, because it'd be a reminder of a great time.

"Ashton," Luke whimpered, his balls tightening as Ashton continued to move his hips. "I'm gonna come Ash." He cried and Ashton spoke words of encouragement, telling him to come.

Luke squeezed his eyes shut, seeing spots behind his eyelids as a throaty groan escaped his lips, ropes of hot, white come painting the door and dripping down his fist.

He continued to rcok his hips into his fist, milking his org.asm out. Aftershocks of pleasure ran through Luke, oversensitivity hitting him as Ashton kept hitting his prostate.

The knife was removed from his neck, now trailing down his sweaty body with ease. Ashton tossed the knife away, gripping Luke's other hip and slamming into him in order to make himself come quicker.

"Mm, Ash, fu.ck, please." Luke stammered out, the words sounded incoherent and forced out as his young body was sent into overdrive.

"Gonna come Luke, fu.ck," Ashton spoke through grit teeth, leaning forward to bite into Luke's shoulder. "Luke, fu.ck." He grunted as he stilled his hips, coming into the condom and digging his dull bails into Luke's hips.

"Ash," Luke spoke, his voice hoarse. "Don't lose the knife." He said, a dirty smirk on his lips and Ashton laughed.

"I own a .44 magnum." He said and Luke's body tingle with excitement at the mention of it.

"Another day." The younger boy spoke and Ashton nodded, hoping the day was soon.