Opposite attracts - Lashton | COMPLETED

Chapter fourty-three :Luke

''I'm not sure if we should have sex, Luke,'' wondered Ashton, pulling away and making me frown.

Is he disgusted by me because of the accident's injuries? I know the cut on my thigh is not pretty - it's fucking gross - and that I have a tons of cuts and scratches on my face but I am not that repulsing..

''Why not? I need you.'' 

''I know or should I say, I see but the doctor said to get plenty of rest, avoid sports and other strenuous activities, and avoid driving a vehicle or riding a bike for a few days or weeks. I think sex enter in these categories, Luke.''

I rolled my eyes. ''I'll be fine. Plus, I'm sure I won't be able to hold it in for long,'' I chuckled. I  haven't had any sexual encounters since more than a week and my dick is aching for release. That blow-job at Adam's party doesn't count. I had so much difficulty to come, let alone get it up for sex. 

Stop thinking about that girl or you'll never get it up right now, scowled my subconscious. 

Ashton giggled and blushed at the information. ''Okay.''

''Just be careful to not rip the stitches on my thigh or it'll make a mess and I'm gonna have to go back to the hospital.''

The hazel eyed boy's eyes widened as he gulped. I ran a hand down his bare back. ''I'll be fine,'' I promised. He nod and attached his lips back on mine. 

''What's so funny?'' I asked, looking up to look at the boxer clad, giggling boy as I kissed his inner thighs, having missed his body during my stay at the hospital. 

''I-it feels funny when you kiss there,'' he explained. ''It tickles,'' he added, still giggling.

I raised a brow at him, humming before diving down and pressing kisses against the soft skin of his inner thighs. ''Does it, now?'' I teased, kissing higher and higher, near his groin, breathing warmly over the skin after every kisses. 

I heard him gasp, the giggles suddenly stopping. ''Do that again,'' he pleaded, his hands now gripping, pulling at my hair - not too hard though, I don't want to be bald before I reach my fifties - but hard enough to make it feel amazing and arousing at  the same time. Or maybe it was the sounds the boy who was laying on his back was making that gave me this effect. 

''You like this, Ash?'' I asked, smirking. 

He whined as  a response. 

''Off,'' he mumbled, his hands leaving my blond locks to pull at his boxer, his erection straining the material of his white boxer. 

''And I'm the one who's not patient..'' I teased, 

''Lukey,'' he whined like a child.

I chuckled and kissed the material of his boxer, making him moan loudly and arch his back, wanting more and more. I couldn't be more grateful that we were alone at this moment. I can now hear the beautiful boy whine and moan at freely which is a lullaby to my ears. 

''Ugh, my dick was aching for you, Ash,'' I declared, laying flat on my back after the final release.

The curly boy was laying beside me, propped on his elbow and looking at me. ''I could've got you off at the hospital, you know..'' 

''Y-you would've done that?'' I asked, having trouble believing him. He shrugged. I smirked, proud of seeing Ashton's wild side a little more every passing day. ''I am loving this new wild side of yours, Ash. But we would've got caught because of the heart monitor that would've beeped and betrayed us and  that damn catheter would have got in the way..'' I groaned in defeat. 

''You could've got me off.'' 

I raised a brow. ''Really? Getting bolder and bolder I see.''

''That's all your fault, Luke Hemmings. You and your perverted mind and horny self,'' he accused, bopping my nose with his pointer finger.

I rolled my eyes. ''As if I was the only one to be always horny..'' I snickered. 

''Stop being so sexy and my dick should stop getting up, you selfish thing,'' he added. 

I smirked at his words. Hearing my favourite boy saying how I constantly turn him on makes me all tingly inside. It's a great feeling. ''And how do I do that? By wearing a garbage bag?'' 

He laughed, plunging his head in my collarbone. ''No.'' 

''Tell me how then?'' I pressed, tickling Ashton's bare sides, making him squeal and shriek like every time I tickle him. 

''L-Lukey-y,'' he whined. ''S-stop,'' he giggled, trying to push my hand away.

It's funny how I still have control on his with only one valid hand..  

  Once we finally managed to get out of Ashton's bed, we decided to get some food. We both wanted a pizza so we ordered one and ate it in front of my laptop who was currently playing a recent Marvel film. The Irwin's don't have the cable anymore, I am glad I decided to take my laptop with me. 

We were cuddled on the couch, barely clothed apart from our boxers and one of my flannels for Ashton's part but none of us cared. All that mattered was that we were happy and having great time. But like in movies, our great time together had to be interrupted but the door opening and Ashton's family entering the apartment. 

''Hello, boys,'' greeted Mrs Irwin. 

''H-hey, mum,'' replied the blushing boy beside me, quickly reaching for the blanket to cover himself with. I rolled my eyes. And I told he was getting bolder.. I guess it's only for the bedroom. 

''Hey, Luke, you're back,'' said Lauren, taking her shoes off to join us in the living room. 

''I am,'' I smiled. 

''Can I draw on your cast?'' she asked excitedly, seeing the creamy, hard bandage from my hand to half of my fore-harm. 

''Me too!'' yelled Harry. 

''Guys, leave the poor boy alone, he just got out of the hospital. He has to rest and that cannot happen when you are around,'' said Ashton's mother. 

I chuckled. ''They are not bothering me, they can draw on my cast, I don't really mind.'' 

They both jumped in joy, Lauren running to her room to grab her pencils.

''Alright but after that, you both behaved and go play in your room.'' 

''Yes, mum.'' 

 ''As for you,'' she pointed to Ashton. ''You should get dressed. Walking around in underwear in front of your younger siblings and mother is indecent. I did not raised you like this.'' 

A/N Finally, a real chapter!! I hope you liked this chapter because it took me a lot of time to write. Half of it was written when my laptop broke so it was difficult to get back into it and filling the rest. Have you seen that picture of Luke with beard? I died. Body hair usually gross me out but not this time. Please check out my two new books: DNA and Black Inked Soul (both Lashton) and give them feedback, they're gonna be my next books after this one.