A/N For those who doesn't read smut; first ♒ = start of smut & second ♒ = end of smut. Ok? Ok.

I woke up and shuffled around before I opened my eyes, which was a big mistake as the bright light made me groan out loud and close my eyes again. I started to feel around me to understand where I was and I felt sand going through my fingers. Wait, sand?

I slowly opened my eyes and had to really fight not to close them again as I sat up and my head was pounding like if someone was standing above me, repeatedly hitting it with a baseball bat. I looked around and saw that I was on the beach. The sun was high on the sky and people were hanging out, tanning on the beach or playing in the water. Some people were looking weirdly at me and I couldn't really blame them, even I didn't know why I was here.

I felt something stir beside me and I jumped a bit, surprised by the sudden movement. I thought I was alone.

"Ugh" the person groaned out, "the fuck?" I turned my head as fast as my hangover body would let me and my eyes landed on a wrecked Ashton. His hair was all over the place and hid his eyes a bit. His white tshirt was wrinkled all over the place and he had sand all over.

I looked at him and suddenly all of last night's events came right back to me. I closed my eyes and sighed quietly, not wanting Ashton to know I am here yet because I wasn't ready to face him. I didn't know what to say or what to do, I mean, I was basically having sex with him while wearing clothes last night. Holy shit, I had dry humped him and kissed him and.. given him and orgasm. Just like he had done to me.

This had never happened to me. I mean I'm a virgin and had never needed to experience the day after. Well, I'm not a virgin 100% anymore, but I haven't lost it yet. But even if I hadn't lost it and actually didn't have sex, it was almost more embarrassing like this, because I had done all this to a guy. Not any guy, but my girlfriend's best friend's boyfriend. God Luke, what the hell have you gotten yourself in to?

"Luke?" grumbled a hoarse voice beside me and I tensed up. I took a deep breath before I turned to look at him again. I smiled awkwardly, trying to avoid looking him straight in the eyes.

"Good morning" I mumbled quietly, chuckling but only sounding unbelievably awkward. Ashton sat up slowly and groaned, pushing his hair out of his face so I could see the sand stuck on his skin. He squinted his eyes and looking around.

"Why the fuck are we on the beach?" he cursed, turning to look at me. I mentally cursed when he found my eyes, looking directly at me. His face soft but confused.

I opened my mouth to say something but closed it again when I realized I had no answer to his question. I shrugged and looked down in the sand, letting it run through my fingers. I felt so bad. I didn't know if I regretted last night or if I was just scared that Ashton regretted it.

"Are you okay?" I heard Ashton ask me quietly. I looked up at him and gave him a fake reassuring smile, obviously as fake as it could get.

"Yeah I'm fine, just hungover as shit" I lied while shrugging. Ashton nodded, looking down at the sand and copying my actions as he started playing with the sand too.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" he questioned, glancing up at me while still playing with the sand. I stopped my movements and stiffened up. It sounded like he didn't forget the night last night. If he remembered everything was unclear.

"Yes" I whispered after a while of silence. He lifted his head to look at me. He smiled slightly, looking kind of unsure but comforting.

"You don't need to feel bad" he then assured me. I looked at him and furrowed my eyebrows together. I may feel a lot of feelings right now, but I don't feel bad.

"What do you mean?" I asked him confused. He shrugged, still keeping his gaze on me.

"I mean you don't have to regret it or feel weird about it, I was just as in on it as you were. We did it in the heat of the moment and I guess we both enjoyed it. We were drunk and nobody has to know about it, just like we can forget about it, if that's what we want"

I took in his words, processing everything in my messed up mind. So he didn't regret it, or did he? He wasn't so clear about that, only that he didn't want me to regret it. It made me feel good inside knowing he had enjoyed it and could say he did now the day after. That feeling quickly disappeared when I thought through the last words he had spoken. We should forget about it.

I nodded towards him, not wanting to show my disappointment. I didn't want to forget about that, I wanted to forget about this moment right now though. I was hungover as fuck and I just wanted to get out of here and into my bed.

"You wanna go get some breakfast?" Ashton asked me, dragging me out of my thoughts. I shook my head.

"Not really, I'm almost throwing up just thinking about food" I shivered, feeling something disgusting build up in my stomach. Ashton smiled understandingly and nodded.

"What about coffee?" he requested. He looked at me with big eyes and I nodded at this offer, hoping the coffee would help me with this god forsaken hangover.

We slowly stood up, struggling would be an understatement, and then picked up our things before we made our way over to the little café just by the beach. I sighed at the awkward tension between us. I had only known Ashton for about 24 hours and so much has happened in that time, but I never thought anything like this would be happening between us.

We reached the café in silence and Ash opened up the door for me to go in before him. I smiled small and quickly looked down at my feet, walking into the café. Ashton told me to sit down by one of the small tables, so I did while he was ordering us coffee. He came back not too long after and sat down straight across from me.

We didn't say anything, we just sipped on our coffees, making it the awkward tension grow thick around us, almost suffocating me.

After a while of unbearable silence we had finished our coffees and made our way over to Ashton's car. It was still at the exact spot as where he placed it last night, no scratches or anything on it.

"Are you sure you're okay to drive? It hasn't been that long since we last had a drink" I spoke up first, breaking the horrible silence.

Ashton unlocked the car and opened the driver's door. "There are no worries, I'm feeling fine" he smiled small before sitting in the car. I sighed and did the same.

The drive home was just as bad as the time in the café, only now the only sound that was heard was the roaring from Ashton's car as he sped up.

We came close to my house and I looked out of the window, not wanting this time to end with him, but on the same time I just wanted to get the hell out of this car and throw myself on my bed. Ashton suddenly slowed down about 100 meters from my house and pulled up to the side.

"Am I supposed to walk from here or-?" I spoke up, quite confused as to why he couldn't just drop me off at my house. Ashton sighed loudly and put his forehead on the steering wheel. I looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"No, I just think we should talk before I drop you off" he sighed sounding so tired and out of it. I looked down at my hands and picked at my nails.

"What do you wanna talk about?" I questioned.

"You know what I'm talking about, Luke"

I ran a hand through my gross sandy hair and exhaled deeply, not caring if Ashton heard the frustration and every other emotional felling I had inside me. I nodded and mumbled a barely audible 'yeah'.

"If I'm gonna be totally honest with you Luke, I had no idea what made me do what I did last night, but I did it and I-" he said but cut himself off as he took a few breaths. "I don't regret it" I raised my gaze to meet his eyes but there were still something in his eyes that told me that he was so torn about this.

"I just don't know what it was, or what it is" he groaned lightly, making me remember the sounds he made last night. It wasn't the time for that, but every time he opened his mouth I remembered all he had said to me and all the noised he had let out.

"I-I don't know either" I admitted quietly. I could hear him shuffling around beside me but I didn't dare to look up at him.

"Maybe it's better to forget about it" he spoke up, making me look at him again. He didn't look at me though, he was looking right ahead, clenching his jaw. I don't want that, I don't want to forget about what we did. I could never act like it didn't happen either and it would just end up even more awkward, making it impossible for us to be friends.

"I don't want to forget" I said as I admitted my thoughts. He snapped his head to now look me in the eyes. I felt more confident now when seeing Ashton more vulnerable like this. Like I was the strong one, daring to speak up my mind. I didn't know where I wanted to go with this, but I knew I didn't want to forget last night.

"Good, because I don't want to forget either" Ashton whispered out, smiling small at me, making me return it. I felt relieved and I felt happy that he didn't want to forget. It just meant something to me. After a while of just looking at each other, smiling slightly, I broke the stare with him and looked right ahead. I could see my house from here and I really didn't want to face my mother or my girlfriend right now.

"I really don't wanna go home right now" I sighed, rubbing my face with my hands in frustration.

"Wanna go back to my place?" Ashton asked, making me look at him with raised eyebrows. Did he really want me to go home to him after everything that has happened? "I mean, we can just hang out, play some videogames and just.. chill?"

He looked so nervous asking me this. It wasn't like it was a weird question, but because of the situation we were in right now, it was still a bit stiff. I still nodded though, smiling at him. "Yeah, yeah I'd like that" I said and he smiled back, starting the car and turning around, making his way back to his place.

**

I stepped into the elevator after Ashton and stood still, watching him as he pressed the button to the top floor. I raised an eyebrow but decided not to comment on it. As the elevator had come to a stop, Ashton pulled out a chip and scanned it on some scanner thing on the wall of the elevator and then pressed in a code beside it. After that a small sound was heard to let us know that Ashton's code was correct, so the elevator doors opened and revealed Ashton's apartment.

He nonchalantly walked in while I stood still in the elevator, too overwhelmed by how fancy looking this place was. I was also still overwhelmed by the fact that we went from being strangers, to friends, to making out, to dry humping each other, to being extremely awkward and uncomfortable with each other, to become friends again. All in around one day's time and it was obviously messing with my head.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when I heard Ashton chuckled. "Are you coming or are you gonna stay in the elevator all day?" I looked up to meet his eyes and saw him grinning big. I slowly made my way out of the elevator, the doors closing behind me. I looked around in the unbelievable apartment and turned to look at Ashton again, my eyebrow raised and showing how crazy I thought this was.

"Before you start mocking me about this too," he said as he put one finger up to let him finish, "like I said yesterday; I only spend money on two things, my apartment and cars"

"Yeah, I'm not mocking you but I just think that I'll never get used to- this" I said and looked around. "I mean, you're pretty much two different people with this life. You're so.. normal, but this is really not normal" I chuckled to let him know that I wasn't trying to be rude in any way.

"Yeah well, if it makes it a little better; I didn't buy this apartment. My dad did before he died. It was a birthday present so I could move in here when I turned 18" he admitted and I could see that it was hard for him to talk about his father. I gave him an assuring smile, not really knowing what to do.

"So um, we're both kind of gross from last night because of the partying, sleeping on the beach and... stuff" Ashton awkwardly scratched the back of his neck as he obviously tried to verbally avoid explaining last night. I nodded awkwardly, trying to avoid his eyes. How could it go from comfortable to uncomfortable in 30 seconds?

"We should take a shower" Ashton said. I lifted my head to look at him, my eyebrows shot up in surprise at his suggestion. "I-I mean, we should both take showers. You can use to one upstairs and I'll use the one in my room. You can borrow clothes and stuff from me" Ashton ushered out, trying to clear up his mistake.

I quickly nodded at what he said, agreeing because I really needed a shower. I felt absolutely gross in my outfit. I had sweated, slept in sand and had an orgasm in these clothes. Suddenly I felt ten times grosser than 2 seconds before. I gave Ashton a more confident nod and he walked away, telling me to wait here. He soon came back with a few clothes in his arms.

"I thought sweatpants would be okay?" he said but it sounded more like a question. I nodded and smiled lightly as he handed me the clothes.

"Follow me" he mumbled and I did as I was told. We went down further into the apartment and then going up the stairs and walked a bit further before he opened the door to the bathroom. It was big and exclusive. Right in front of us stood a toilet that looked very inevitable to me right now. On the left there was a counter from wall to wall, on the counter was a big sink that was shining like it had been scrubbed to perfection. Over the sink hung a big mirror and on the right of the room there was two small stair steps down to a glass door that lead in to the shower.

"So, I'm leaving the clothes here. There's shampoo and soap and everything in there so just help yourself" Ash spoke up as he placed the clothes on the counter. When he turned to look at me I smiled, making him visibly relax a bit.

"Thanks Ash" I said and he nodded, telling me to meet him down stairs when I was done. He walked out of the room and I closed the door, not bothering to lock it because it was only me and Ash here. I stripped out off my disgusting clothes and turned to look in the mirror before I took off my boxers.

"What the hell" I mumbled as I saw my reflection. My hair was spiked up, but it looked more like I had been electrocuted. I sighed but didn't think much of it because Ashton hadn't commented on it, so it couldn't be that bad. My eyes looked tired, actually my whole body looked tired as I slouched a bit.

I traveled my gaze to my mouth and they were slightly swollen still, probably from all the kissing last night. I kept my gaze there until something else caught my attention. On my chest, just above my left nipple was a big hickey. It wasn't hard to miss as the red-blue-purple mark basically light up on my pale skin. I lifted my hand and trailed my fingers over it.

It was a bit sensitive still, but it felt good. I could still feel Ashton's lips and tongue on there like I did last night and just the thought of it all started to make me hard, so I took down my hand from the hickey quickly, looking myself in the eyes through the mirror again and mentally told myself to stop thinking about it.

I didn't want to be standing in Ashton's bathroom, suddenly becoming hard because I was thinking about just Ashton. I shook my head and when I felt like I had calmed down, I took off my boxers and walked down and into the shower.

As soon as the warm water hit my body I let out a satisfied breath. I could feel myself crawling out of that disgusting attire that it felt like I had had on earlier. I breathed in and out of my nose just feeling content with life at this moment.

**

I walked down the stairs again with Ashton's clothes on and my own dirty clothes rolled up in my arms. His clothes were felt well and they smelled really good too. It was a bit weird putting on his underwear, but as soon as I felt just how comfortable they were, that feeling disappeared. He had given me a pair of grey sweats that hung low on my hips and a Rolling Stones tshirt that fit me good, so it must be a bit too big for him. My hair was still a bit wet so instead of it being up in a quiff like it used to be, it was lying flat on my head and forehead, giving me a fringe.

I walked down the last step of the stairs and came down on the ground again. I walked back the same way that me and Ashton walked when he showed me the bathroom and I came into the big entrance. I kept walking and turned a corner when a big living room appeared in front of me. On the couch sat Ashton, wearing black sweatpants and a grey tshirt with some black print on it. His hair was starting to get dry from his shower, making his hair look even curlier than I've seen before. As I got closer he noticed me walking in and lifted his gaze to meet mine.

"They fit" he pointed out, talking about the clothes I was wearing. I smiled and nodded.

"Thank you for borrowing me it"

"Oh no problem, wouldn't have let you walk around in those clothes anyway" he pointed at the dirty clothes in my arms. "You can just put them by the elevator and we'll deal with that later" he said. I nodded and did what he said, then went back to Ashton.

"You want anything to eat now? I'm starting to get hungry" he admitted, looking at me over his shoulder as he made his way over to the open kitchen that was connected to the living room. I followed right behind him, sitting down on one of the barstools by the kitchen island.

"Yeah, I think I could get something down now" I nodded and he smiled small, going to the refrigerator and some cabins.

"What about some Chinese?" Ash asked and turned to look at me with a white plastic bag in his hand that probably contained the Chinese food. I nodded because yes, that would be really good right now. "Okay good, it's no leftovers, no one has eaten it. Kelly bought it-" Ashton explained but as soon as I heard Kelly's name I dropped my gaze from him to the floor.

Kelly, his girlfriend. I did what I did with a guy who has a girlfriend, and she's my girlfriend's best friend. I sighed quietly and started to feel so guilty.

"Luke," Ashton sighed making me slowly glance up at him through my eyelashes, "you don't have to worry. I don't regret it, you don't regret it, so don't feel bad. Let's just- I want to be your friend Luke and I don't want it to be weird between us" he said.

"It's just that.. you have a girlfriend that you've been with for three years, I don't want what we did to break that up for you. I mean, you didn't want to cheat on your girlfriend" God, I cheated on my girlfriend and didn't even feel bad. I just felt bad about Ashton's relationship.

"Like I said, don't worry about it. Please. What they don't know won't hurt them, right?" Ash said and placed a hand on my shoulder. It was the first time he touched me since last night and his touch burned into my skin. I nodded at him, just wanting to let the conversation go. He smiled sincerely at me before he went to warm up the food.

"Chopsticks or a fork?" Ashton asked me after a while.

"Chopsticks" I said and he handed me a paper box with the food and a pair of chopsticks.

"So," he started as he made his way back to the living room to sit down on the couch. I mimicked his actions and sat down on the heavenly comfortable couch. "Should we watch a movie or something?"

I nodded as an answer, realizing that that is almost the only thing I have done today so I added a 'yeah sure' and got a smile in return.

Ashton opened up a movie library on his big ass TV and looked at me. "What are you feeling for?"

"Can we please watch The Hangover because it fits with our lives right now" I said and Ashton laughed, making me smile because that's the first time he had laughed today.

"Yeah, that sounds good" he said and search for the movie and then pressed play, making the movie start.

We sat and watched the movie while eating our food, laughing out loud once a while and sometimes we made comments that just needed to be said during the movie.

Two thirds through the movie, I dropped my gaze from the TV and sneaked a glance at Ashton who sat on the other side of the couch. He sometimes let out a small chuckle, or sometimes just smiled, making his dimples appear. God, he really was so good looking without even having to try.

It was hard looking at him now and to not think about last night. It was amazing, he was amazing. His lips on mine, his hands in my hair and his body on mine. I like the warmth he gave me last night and how his whole body worked with mine like it wasn't all new. I liked how his mouth worked along my lips, to my jaw, to my neck and to my chest, leaving that beautiful mark. I just stared at him and realized that I didn't want to forget, I wanted to keep building the memories.

Suddenly Ashton picked up the remote and paused the movie then turned to look at me. I was still staring deeply at him in admiration. I didn't feel embarrassed that I got caught and I didn't feel embarrassed that I was still looking at him. He looked back though, without saying anything.

"What is it?" he then broke the silence after a while of just looking each other in the eyes. I didn't answer him right away, I just kept looking at him, biting and playing with my lip ring as I was in deep thought.

"I don't want to forget, Ash" I whispered out, repeating the words I had said before in the car, but this time they said something else. I slowly moved myself just a little bit closer to him and that's when he understood what I was saying.

He placed down his container with food on the living room's table and turned to me again. This time with darker eyes, making it look like he either was mad or filled with lust.

"Don't do that" he said with a low sexy voice. I was confused over his words.

"Do what?" I questioned quietly, only for him to hear even though we were alone in the large apartment.

"That" he breathed out, looking down at my lip as I was gnawing on it.

♒

I felt how everything changed around us. It felt like the air was thicker and it was harder for me to breathe. It got hot and I grew impatient, so I leaned forward and placed my lips on Ashton's. He responded right away, kissing me back, first slowly and carefully, and then harder and more heated.

I licked his bottom lip near the side if his mouth and he opened his mouth, letting out tongues meet for the third time ever. He leaned forward with strength, making me lean back so I was now lying down on the couch with Ashton hovering over me. His tongue determinately explored my whole mouth, not wanting to miss a single part of it.

I placed my hand on his back, grabbing fistful of his shirt in both of my hands. I pressed him down on me to have him as close as possible. I could feel myself growing unbearably hard and I needed to be touched. I lowered my hands from Ashton's back to his ass, giving both his cheeks a squeeze as I lowered his bottom half down on mine.

I gasped when his covered d.ick met mine. He pulled away from my lips and looked at me before he lowered his face again, slowly this time, stopping when his forehead was on mine. His eyes were closed and the only sounds that were heard were our deep breathing.

"I want to touch you" he breathed out, opening his eyes slowly to look at me.

"You are touching me" I struggled to say as his lower half was very slowly moving against mine.

"No," he shook his head, "I want to touch you. I want to have my fingers wrapped around you. I want to feel you" he mumbled against my lips, making a shiver go down my spine. I nodded my head maybe a little too eagerly, but I didn't care because I wanted to feel him too.

He didn't waste any more time. He kissed me roughly again, immediately meeting his tongue with mine. A deep moan rising up my throat and being released into the kiss, the vibrations making Ashton respond with a moan too. God, I fucking love that sound.

Ashton started pulling away put quickly attacked my neck again instead, making me squirm under his touch because I wanted to feel him down there. I was really enjoying all this, but my aching d.ick screamed out for it to be touched.

"Ash, touch me" I panted, showing how impatient I was. He chuckled low and sexy against my neck as he slowly started grinding, making his hips roll against mine. He suddenly stopped and lowered his whole body so his face was over my stomach. He put his warm hands under my shirt and pulled my shirt up as he touched my stomach and chest.

"You got abs" He said as he had pulled my shirt up to my chin not bothering to take it off. He kissed my chest and stopped when he saw the hickey he did last night.

I held my breath and closed my eyes when Ashton started placing butterfly kisses on the hickey. He then placed open mouthed kisses on it making me moan quietly. That seemed to satisfy Ashton as he kept on doing it, trying to make me moan again. He didn't even need to try more, all he did could make me moan out in pleasure.

He stopped kissing the hickey and moved down just an inch to greet his tongue with my n.ipple. A sharp gasp escaped from my mouth. It was a pleasure I had never experienced. I didn't even know I could feel pleasure from someone playing with my n.ipples, but god was I wrong.

Ashton closed his lips around my n.ipple and started sucking on it, nibbling slightly, making me go insane. My hands found his hair and I tugged at it, making him moan against me. He bit down on it one last time, making me gasp, and then did the same thing to my other n.ipple.

"F-fúck" I stuttered, still overwhelmed by the amazing feeling. I could easily cóme just by this, but I didn't want that. I felt my d.ick throb in a needy way and I gently pushed Ashton off me. He looked up at me with lustful eyes.

"Touch me" I tried to say as sternly as I could, but my voice was shaking by how amazingly turned on I was. Ashton leaned up to kiss me softly on lips.

"Your wish is my command" he whispered as he pulled away from the kiss. He moved his body down on me again and stopped midway, latching his fingers in the waistband of my sweats. He slowly started to pull them down, along with my boxers. My d.ick sprung up, as hard as ever, showing Ashton just what he did to me.

He grabbed my d.ick in his hand making me hiss out a breath of pleasure. He slowly flicked his thumb over my tip, making my precúm smear out. He steadied his hand as he started moving it from my tip to my base and repeated those actions slowly. Too slow.

I moaned loudly and bucked my hips up to get more friction. "Faster" I breathed.

"So impatient" Ashton chuckled as he leaned up to place his lips on mine again and I more than happily accepted it. His tongue roamed my mouth as he gradually fastened his pace on his wrist's movement. I became a panting mess under Ashton as he caressed my erected d.ick.

I had never experienced anyone else pleasuring me, ever. It had always been me doing it to myself, and that was pleasurable, but nothing like this. The way a person could make you feel just by doing such a simple task was mind-blowing.

Ashton quickened the pace on his wrist and tightened his grip slightly around my d.ick, making me close my eyes shut and moan out his name. But it was when he reached his free hand up to flick and draw patterns on one of my n.ipples and sucking on the other that I cried out in pleasure.

"F-fuck Ash. More" I panted.

"What do you want me to do Luke?" he asked, teasing me so much it was frustrating. I growled at him and he chuckled and then continued to play with my n.ipples and flicking his wrist, making my d.ick twitch as I felt I was close to my limit.

Ashton suddenly stopped his hand's movement on my d.ick and took away his other hand from my n.ipple. I whined loudly, making him know that I didn't like that he stopped the movement. It was even worse that Ashton was still holding on to my d.ick but wasn't moving.

"Give me your hand" he breathed against my neck. I didn't move so he took matters into his own hands and took a hold of my wrist, bringing my hand down to his pants. I opened my eyes to look at what he was doing. He looked up at me with burning eyes.

"I need you to touch me too" he pleaded. I nodded at him and he let go of my wrist. I brought my hand inside his pants and boxers, feeling his own d.ick in my hand. I pulled down his pants and boxers with my other hand, wanted to see his eréction free.

As I had gotten him out of his clothes I could see his d.ick in my hand and I felt so aroused. I quickly started moving my hand up and down his big dick making him let out soft moans that I responded with my own. Ashton still hadn't moved his hand around my d.ick so I squirmed a bit, letting him know that I needed him to move. As he started to move he did it the same pace at me, matching the movements and moans.

"Wait," Ashton breathed out and stopped his movements again, making me whine like the last time and stop my own hand's movement. He reached down to release my hand from his hard member. I frowned slightly but it quickly disappeared when he placed his d.ick on mine, folding his long fingers around both of them.

He slowly started to move his hips back and forth, making his d.ick grind on mine while his hand was moving up and down. It was like fireworks going off inside me and the pleasure was incredible.

"Ash, fúck, A-Ash"

"You're so fúcking good Luke"

We kept mumbling praising words at each other when I felt that amazing feeling in my lower stomach. I was close, very close.

"Ash, I'm g-gonna cóme" I panted.

"Hold on for a minute, wait for me"

"I-I can't, I'm so fúcking close Ash" I whined. He slowed down again and I couldn't take his fucking teasing anymore, so I grabbed his ass with my hands and gave him a squeeze as I started moving him against myself. We moaned out loud, panting together as we moved against each other.

I was so close now, it was almost unbearable. Ashton's hand movements quickened and I kept lifting him up and down, also increasing the pace to match his.

Ashton placed his forehead on mine and brought his free hand to tug at my hair as he flicked his thumb over both heads of our d.icks. That got me over the edge and I cried out Ashton's name, feeling my eyes roll back in pleasure. Ashton kept grinding on me and flicking his wrist to reach his own high. Ashton's movements got me to whine out in both discomfort and pleasure because of how sensitive my d.ick was now after I had already had my órgasm.

Ashton's movements stopped not long after since he reach is high too, coming all over our stomachs with a loud cry of pleasure just like I had done. He relaxed his body on top of mine and sighed contently. I was exhausted and so was he.

"Holy fúcking shit, Luke" Ashton sighed, hiding his face in my neck. I was breathing hard, out of breath from what we had just done.

♒

After we had just been laying there for a few minutes, just catching our breaths and coming down to earth, Ashton pulled off his tshirt and started to clean us off. When we were clean, he tossed the tshirt to the floor and pulled up his sweats along with his boxers. He helped me to do the same and then stood up.

"Where are you going?" I said before he could walk away. I didn't move because I was too exhausted to do so. He chuckled lightly, looking down at me with a fond look on his face.

"I'm going to the kitchen to get something to drink" he said before he crouched down so he was at my level. He placed a hand on my cheek, looking me in the eyes. "You want anything?" he asked me.

I looked at him for a few seconds before I answered his question; "I'll have whatever you're having"

"A coke it is then" Ashton smiled before standing up to walk to the kitchen. I sat up slowly, even though I was exhausted as fuck.

I pulled down my tshirt that was still rolled up on my stomach. Ashton came into the room again and smiled big at me, his dimples showing, making it impossible for me not to smile back. He handed me the drink and sat down. He opened his own drink and brought it up to his lips, gulping down the cold liquid. He turned to look at me, obviously noticing my staring.

"What?" he chuckled, grinning wide. I smiled back before I leaned closer to him placing my lips on his. We didn't move our lips, it was a still and light kiss that felt amazingly good and relaxed. I pulled away smiling even bigger than before.

"What was that about? If you want a second round you'll have to wait a while" he joked, smiling back at me.

I shook my head at his question, never once stop smiling. "No, I just wanted to kiss you" I admitted with all honesty.

Ashton looked at me deep in the eyes, his big jokingly grin not there anymore. He just looked at me with big eyes, almost like in.. admiration?

"You're something else Luke, did you know that?"

I still smiled small at him, myself feeling admiration for the boy in front of me. "Is that meant as a good or a bad thing?" I asked him, chuckling a bit.

He cracked a smile at me, shaking his head slightly. "Oh it's a good thing, believe me"

I looked at him, then down in my lap, then back up to him again. "You're something else too, Ash. Something really good"

After a while of just staring and smiling at each other, I spoke up. "So, is this a thing now or-?"

Ashton looked up at me and laughed. "You'll have to be a little more specific than that Luke"

"I mean, when I told you about me being virgin and my bad luck and all that shit, you told me to find someone on the side, kind of like we are doing now, so..-" I started but stopped myself for a while, trying to figure out what I wanted to say.

"If I want to be the one on the side?" Ashton finished my sentence and I nodded, uncertain of what I was really asking.

"It sounds really bad when you say it out loud" I sighed and Ashton laughed.

"Yeah, it kind of makes me sound like a whore" Ashton said, shrugging his shoulders while chuckling.

"God, I'm sorry. Forget I even asked. You have a girlfriend and I'm a fucking guy and it's stupid of me to ask this-" I rambled on until Ashton stopped me by putting his hand over my mouth.

"Calm down Luke" he chuckled and looked me straight in the eyes, "In all honesty, I have no idea what this is, but I want it to continue. So yes, I'd go for being your sidehoe" he laughed, making me crack a smile.

"I won't call you a sidehoe though, because that would make me your sidehoe and I'm not a whore, I'm a virgin" I pointed out making him laugh out loud.

"Well from the things we have done, I don't think you can call yourself a virgin anymore. Not fully anyway"

"Wow, that something to tell the people who asks; 'Luke, are you a virgin?' 'No, not fully anyway'" I joked making Ashton laugh loud again.

"You know what I mean, asshole" he said and shoved me playfully.

"Sorry" I laughed but then looked at him all sincere. "So this is a thing now?" I asked pointing between the two of us.

"Yes Luke, this can be a thing" He chuckled but stopped to add something, " I just have one request"

"Okay, what is it?"

"That we stay friends" he said seriously, looking at me with big eyes, like he was actually worried of losing me as a friend.

"Of course we'll stay friends Ash. If we weren't friends in the first place we wouldn't be here right now" I assured him and he smiled big again, making those adorable dimples appear.

"So we'll be friends.. with benefits" Ashton stated and it felt weird hearing that. Being friends with benefits with a boy who's in a relationship while I'm in a relationship too. But I didn't care one bit because the happiness of this moment took over right now.

"Okay" I approved, nodding my head while smiling big at the boy in front of me; my friend.. with benefits.

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Hi so that was chapter five and I fucking hated it because it's really bad and but it was needed for the story.

Oh well, thanks for reading and comment vote if you like, I'm not forcing anyone, it would just make me happy.

Ok, bye. *would insert smiley face here but I'm just too unhappy with how the chapter turned out to type out a smiley*