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Album One Shots

Change Your Ticket

He groans as he feels his phone buzzing in his back pocket underneath him.

“You’re going to have to answer them sometime Ash…” Cerys murmurs against his neck, but she makes no move to get off of him. He slides his hands up her bare thighs and grips her hips, keeping her firmly planted on top of him.

“Not until tomorrow.” He whispers simply, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. He focuses on the feeling of her lips on his skin, a feeling that he has been craving since the last time he saw her. His phone buzzes again but he ignores it, they are not about to ruin this for him. She lightly nips his neck and he instinctively bucks his hips up toward her slightly.

“You’ve always known how to get me going…” He chuckles quietly as she does it again, unbuttoning his shirt with a small giggle. She sits up so that he can see her half naked body, as she straddles his lap in the low lit hotel room. She pushes the front of his shirt aside as she looks over his body excitedly with her bright blue eyes. She’s beautiful. She always has been. She gets up from his lap and extends a hand for him to follow her. He takes it with a smile and they walk in silence toward the bedroom, the air thick with sexual tension.

He closes the door behind them and with a tug on her hand, he has her pressed against him again. He doesn’t waste any time, pressing his lips desperately to hers. Her hands snake around his neck and into his hair, their tongues battling furiously to taste the other. He grips her waist firmly and she knows exactly what he wants from her. Seconds later her legs are wrapped around his torso and she is pressed against the wall. He moves his lips along her jaw and down her neck.

“I want it…” He mumbles as he leaves a red mark from sucking at the base of her neck. She giggles as she leans her head forward, her lips inches from his ear.

“I don’t think you want it bad enough…” She whispers seductively, teasing him. He grins and pushes himself against her to keep her from falling, as he pins both arms above her head.

“You want it more than I do…” He counters as he leans in and kisses her, catching her bottom lip between his teeth. She lets a small moan escape her throat.

“You know me so well… Daddy…”

He feels himself go a little weak at the knees as she says the one thing she knows will drive him crazy. He growls as he drops her hands and smashes his lips to hers and carries her over to the bed, ready to get lost in the sheets with his favourite hook up.


“Ash, you need to answer the damn phone… It's driving me up the wall...” He wakes up to Cerys’ whining as she kicks his leg. He lifts his head from the pillow with squinted eyes as he tries to adjust to the light. He looks over the side of the bed for his jeans and rummages around in the pockets to find the annoying culprit.

He groans when he sees the name flashing across the screen. He hesitates before sliding the bar across and pressing the small device to his ear.

“Hello.” He mumbles groggily, still barely even awake.

“Ashton! We’ve been trying to call you all night!” Calum’s worried voice came down the phone. He rolled his eyes. One night away from them and they act like they haven’t heard from him in a year.

“Yeah, it was quite the mood killer… what do you want Calum?” He says a little more aggressive than he intended to. He sighs as the other end of the phone is silent.

“Sorry Cal… do you need me?” He asks a little gentler this time.

“The interview got moved up and we’re on ‘Late, Late’ tonight instead of tomorrow so that we have more time off between here and London… they said it would make the jet lag easier…” he says quietly. This only seemed to set off Ashton’s bad mood again though.

“Are you serious? We’re leaving tomorrow?” he hisses. He feels the bed move behind him and looks round to see Cerys climbing out the other side. He reaches out and catches her hand, pulling her back down so they are both laying together. She sighs but doesn’t fight as he wraps his arm around her and pulls her close.

“Sorry Ash, James offered us tonight’s spot instead and management saw it as a good opportunity…”

Ashton sighs in frustration, closing his eyes and burying his face into her soft hair, taking a deep whiff of the strawberry shampoo that reminds him of the past.

“Urgh. Okay. I’ll see you guys later then.” He groans as he hangs up the phone and drops it back over the side of the bed and onto his jeans. Cerys makes another move to get up but he holds her to him.

“Why do you keep trying to get up as though you’re not coming back?” he asks her, furrowing his brow as she looks up at him. He can see the confusion in her wide eyes as she pulls back and props herself up on her elbow.

“… It’s over? You have to go don’t you?” She says simply with a small shrug. Without hesitation he leans forward and kisses her softly and then pulls away with a smile.

“You’re not getting rid of me that easily… we still have some time left…” He says as he reaches out to touch her face, she smiles and leans into his palm.

“You could always come with me...” He adds. Her smile drops and she rolls onto her back and away from his hand.

“Ashton, we’ve talked about this...” She says, closing her eyes, her features touched with sadness as her mood changes. They have talked about this. Every time he sees her they talk about this.

“I know. I don’t like it though. I want you to change your mind.” He says bluntly, rolling onto his own back and staring up at the ornate chandelier hanging above their heads.

“We’re on different trains that just stop at the same station every now and then… We’re not meant to be a forever thing… I don’t want to be anywhere near the spotlight, and as much as you claim to hate it sometimes, I know you would never give it up…” She says quietly. He sighs. He knows this. He hates the damn train metaphor that she uses every time she talks about them. He wishes so hard that it didn’t have to be like this for them.

“Change your ticket for me.” He says boldly, turning over to face her and gently pulling her face round to his.

“You change yours.” She retorts quietly.

“Okay.” Her eyes go wide as he pulls her over so that she is on top of him. She sits up, straddling his hips, the white shirt that he was wearing the night before, hanging open but covering her. He sits up and pushes his hands under the shirt to feel her skin against his as he presses his lips gently to hers and then pulls away.

“I’ll change my ticket, I’ll stop drumming and we’ll run away to Ireland and not tell anyone where we’re going.” He mumbles as he pushes the shirt back to reveal her shoulder and touches his lips against it, “We’ll buy a nice big white house with the money I’ve saved and will still receive in royalties, and you’ll decorate it anyway you like.”

He pushes the shirt entirely off her body as he continue to pepper kisses over her neck and shoulders, grasping one of her breasts in his hand and massaging gently as she takes over speaking.

“I’ll be an author and work from home and then in the evenings it will be just me and you… it will have to be a house in the country so that we’re away from prying eyes… don’t want the neighbours hearing me begging you to take me every night…” He smiles against her skin and pushes her back so that he is laying above her. He begins kissing gently down toward her breasts as he speaks against her skin.

“Then eventually we’d get married and have a honeymoon where all we do is lay naked in bed all day… like this…” he says before taking her nipple into his mouth and letting it back out with a small pop. She giggles lightly as he begins sucking and kissing gently as he moves her damp panties aside and starts stroking her pussy lightly.

“I’ll go down on you every night on our honeymoon…” He says as he slowly lowers himself down in between her legs and pulls the panties down, “Would you like that?” He asks in a seductive whisper as he presses his tongue against her clit. She bites back a moan but grabs his hair, making him smile. He continues to flick his tongue against her clit for a couple of minutes before kneeling up, pushing his boxers down and hovering over her again.

“Then when we get back to reality, I’ll look in your eyes while I make love to you every night…” He says as he pushes himself inside her slowly. She lets out a small whimper of pleasure but keeps her eyes locked on his as he begins pushing in and out of her.

“I’ll hold you close and tell you how much I love you, and how happy I am to be spending the rest of my life with you…” She says as she grips a hand around the back of his neck. He speeds up a little and she reaches down to rub her clit as they get closer to their climax together.

“I’ll make you come for me, every night… Come for Daddy…” He demands as he feels her tighten around him, ready to let go of the built-up pleasure in her stomach. The pleasure explodes in both of them simultaneously as they come together, slowing down their love making until he collapses exhausted next to her.

“Then you’ll start to resent me.” She whispers as he turns to face her, a sad look in his eyes mixed with the sparkle of endorphins coursing through his body. He feels conflicted as he reaches over and holds her small hand.

“You’ll hate me because I trapped you in a life living in one place with kids you didn’t want…” A small tear leaves her eye and he reaches over and wipes it away.

“You’ll hate me for missing my life in the band. You’ll stop seeing anything good about me and making love will turn into fucking, and we’ll only still be fucking because it’s the only time we’re not fighting…” He says as she turns onto her side to face him, and sees a small tear running from his own eye.

“And then I will lose you. For good this time.” She says, closing her eyes and resting her hand against his, “Our train leads nowhere good.”

“I’ll keep my ticket.” He says, as he rolls onto his back and pulls her into his side, “As long as we still get to stop at some of the stations along the way..."

Notes

Okay, I promise the next one will not be morbid...

Loved writing this, even though it's a bit more graphic then I would usually get... hope you guys like it :)

Also I edited the ending for the first one, so if you haven't read that yet, please go check it out!

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Lola xo

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