feels so right {ashton} M

[PETER WALKER]

So hold me close and love me.
Give my heart a smile.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
OUTFIT

Peter wasn't exactly sure about how it happened... but it did. Somehow he and Ashton definitely took a leap over the friendship line to actually become a couple. Peter actually figured that it would be easier on them to just be together as a couple. At least neither of them would have to worry about corssing any lines. There were no lines in a relationship. If Ashton wanted sex, then Peter wouldn't have to feel guilty about having sex with him. And Peter wouldn't have to feel bad about thinking about Ashton as more than a friend when they were supposed to be friends. So many boundaries had been stripped away and that was a good thing. Well, they would have to see if it was a good thing. Ashton had seemed a little uneasy about the whole thing, and Peter felt at one point like he had sort of pushed Ashton into it... but that feeling was gone as soon as it really hit him. For once Peter had managed to move on and it felt kind of nice for him.

But Peter had to focus on getting a shower. There would be plenty of time to think about that other stuff. As Peter stripped his shirt off he sighed, tossing it back onto his bed. Nothing changed, Peter tried to convince himself as he worked on unbuttoning his jeans. Lowering his jeans Peter stepped out of them, tossing them to join his shirt on the bed. He walked into the bathroom, rubbing his abdomen around the band of his boxers. Peter turned the shower water on and grabbed a towel from under the sink, laying it on the toilet so it would be easier to reach when the shower was over. Peter then stripped his boxers off and stepped into the shower. It was relaxing. Shower time was really the time that Peter felt he could really just let his mind empty itself out. Maybe he put a lot more into shower time than he should, but it was the only time Peter ever felt truly relaxed.

As the water poured over Peter's head he closed his eyes, just enjoying the sting of the hot water. When he looked down his chest had turned a bright red color from the heat of the water, but he didn't care. Hot was always a little more relaxing. He did his usual routine with the shampoo then conditioner. The real problem stood with which smell he wanted to go with. There was the fruitier smell, which he usually saved for hanging out with Cait, but there was the Addidas smell, which he usually saved for hanging out with friends... but what was the boyfriend smell? Peter wrinkled his nose, not liking how preplexing it was. The thing was... this time it did matter. This time he didn't want Ashton to think he stunk. Peter went with Old Spice Swagger, figuring it was good enough.

After completing the shower routine Peter shut the water off, taking a moment to clear his mind once more. Moving the curtain aside, Peter grabbed the towel and carefull dried his body off after drying his hair a little bit with the towel. He wrapped the towel around his waist and moved out of the bathroom. Now for the really hard part. Peter had to figure out something to wear. He already had the shirt in mind. Most of Peter's shirts either had random pictures, smart ass comments, or the beatles on them. Peter went with one of the beatles shirts. Drawing in a deep breath Peter reaced in an pulled out a pair of Star Wars boxers, dropped the towel and slipped them on. Firming his lips together, Peter picked out a random pair of jeans and slipped them on.

Peter then slipped the shirt he had picked out on and completed the set with his glasses. He didn't often wear the glasses, but sometimes they were a nice change. But Peter felt like he was ready to go. He grabbed his room key and stuffed it in his pocket before opening his room door, locking it, and closing it behind him. Peter started to feel a little nervous. It had been a long time since Peter had done anything involving a relationship. His relationship with Alex hadn't been bad... at least on Peter's part. As he began to walk 10 rooms up to Ashton's, Peter decided that he meant everything he said to Ashton. He would try really hard to make the relationship work. Ashton was really important to him... giving him up to something stupid wasn't in the cards for Peter.

Before knocking on the door Peter leaned against the far all. He didn't want to knock quite yet. Peter still had to think about what he was going to do that would be surprising to Ashton. He promised surprise and he would deliver surprise. Then it occurred to Peter... when Ashton would least suspect it. A sly smile spread over his lips as he finally stepped forward and knocked on the door.

[ASHTON JOHNSON]

<sup>Ashton turned around in his chair, his nose scrunched up as the smell felt like it was taking over. That really wasnt true, it wasnt all that bad, if it had been super bad he would have been more active about finding its source. He had smelt it earlier, but it wasnt bad, and it still wasnt. He'd pushed it out of his mind, though when Peter mentioned about not smelling his nose decided that the smell was all it could smell.

Just by looking he couldnt see anything that could be causing it so he got down on his hands and knees and starting looking under things. After lifting stuff up and searing even the animals 'quarters' he frowned and sat up, leaning back on his knees. Seriously where the hell could it be. Luna brushed passed him and he caught her bringing her to his nose and shook his head. "Nope... not you..' he set her down and looked around again trying to think of some place he hadnt thought of.

His closet! Standing up he made his way over, already the smell was a little stronger but not by much and he opened the door with a sigh. It was definitely in the closet. Dropping down he started tossing his shoes around till he found it, wedged in the corner. Picking up an old banana peel that still had a bit of banana in it he closed his nose. "Luna..' he said in a firm voice, though it came out a bit nasally since he had his nose pinched between his fingers.

Luna had a tendency to hide things in his closet and he knew once hed said her name that she had been the one because she darted under his bed. Moving over to the garbage he picked grabbed one of the pink floral scented mini bags out that hed bought to pick up any poop that Hobo had while he took him out and put the peel in. Knotting the bag he hit put his foot on the step to flip the top of his garbage open and tossed it in, lifting his foot so the lid closed. He was glad hed bought one of those, it always helped to contain any smells if need be. Though the floral scent of the garbage bags worked pretty good and he still smelled the lingering scent.

Ashton really wasnt a floral scent kind of guy so he grabbed his fabreeze candle and lit it. He liked it, it really actually smelled awsome and to be honest he was kind of addicted to it. That done he looked around and groaned at the mess hed made from the searching. It didnt take long before he had it all cleaned up again. His eyes fell on a small bag that sat beside his bed on the bottom of his side table. It was a notebook hed gotten a while ago when he and Peter were first working on the song together. It was meant for Peter, but he hadnt given it to him, the small break didnt help, but now. Well now he really shouldnt put it off. Peter had said last time they had talked that he needed another one, so he should really give it to him before he got one.

Biting his lip he rubbed the back of his neck again. Maybe hed give it to him when he got there. God, he couldnt believe that they were... 'together'. Had that been a good decision? Ashton still wasnt so sure, he still had no idea how it had happened. It all felt so surreal. This was not going to work. Its not going to last. Ashtons going to fuck it up he just knows it. He had never been in a relationship before and all the relationships he knew that werent fairytales just... were so fucked. How could he have said that? HOw could he have walked Peter into a destined to fail relationship.

Peter was going to get hurt and it was going to be Ashtons fault. He couldnt let that happen, not after telling him he would protect him. God hed been an idiot, why did he let the stupidest things come from his mouth. He would fix this. He would just have to talk to pEter.. tell him it was all a mistake, that hed been high and did not know what hed been thinking. Or maybe he could just pretend he didnt know. If Peter brought it up he could just be like.. um no. It was a cheap way but... fuck what was he going to do.

He was chewing his lip when he heard someone knock on the door. His eyes snapped up to it. Shit, he was there. What was he going to do? He really couldnt let this go on, not when he knew that it was going to be bad. Then again.. maybe... maybe it wouldnt. NO! no it was inevitable.

He needed to answer that door, hed sort it out later. He took one last look around before opening the door for him. "hey..' he said, his lips turning up in a small smirk. He tried to keep his eyes from looking him over, but whatever they were still dating technically so he could do it if he wanted. Peter looked good, well fucking peter looked good usually which was seriously unfair for him. Normally Ashton prided himself on the fact he could control his hormones when he wasnt high or drunk, but when it came to Peter it seemed he was fucked no matter what, especially right now when his mind was telling him it was okay because they were allowed to. It didnt help that Peter was wearing his black glasses.

Ashton seriously had a thing for them and them on Peter. Maybe he could bring it up later. When his mind wasnt sucking at keeping a straight head.</sup>

[PETER WALKER]

So hold me close and love me.
Give my heart a smile.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
OUTFIT

As Ashton opened the door Peter looked over the rim of his glasses with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, "Good day, Sunshine." He said with a laugh, referencing a Beatles song that he had always been fond of. Peter let his facial expression relax into a happy expression as he push his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. He stepped close to Ashton in order to walk through the door. Peter turned back to face Ashton and tugged Ashton's shirt, meaning for him to follow. "You will want to sit down for this." Peter said, the sly grin returning to his face. Obviously Peter was up to something. It had been a while since Peter had really acted like his cheery self around Ashton. There had been so many serious situations between the two of them. Peter felt that now that they were in a relationship he could go back to being happy-go-lucky Peter with Ashton.

Peter moved into Ashton's room as if he were already more comfortable there than he was in his own room. It wasn't hard for Peter to be comfortable around Ashton when he wasn't thinking so hard about not getting comfortable around Ashton. Things were so much easier since he didn't have to try and reel himself back in anymore. When Peter saw the cat his eyes lit up. He hadn't paid much attention to Luna because of Hobo, but Peter thought she was a beautiful cat. Peter knelt down and gently rubbed her back, "Hey, Luna baby." Peter said affectionately. He looked down at the cat, his smile still obvious. "Might wanna close your eyes, Luna baby, your owner is totally about to learn his lesson about ever denying himself the milkshake of Peter Walker." He thought to himself as he stood back up.

Ashton really would need to sit down for what Peter intended to do. If Ashton had been completely honest about what turned him on, then Peter wouldn't have to work very hard. Of course, Peter planned to go even beyond that. The idea would have made Peter uncomfortable before this, but it seemed so natural to him at the moment. Peter turned toward Ashton with a smile. He couldn't wait. The moment Ashton sat down Peter would have him. His mind raced with different ways that he could achieve a better reaction than he expected. The only reason Peter knew that it should drive Ashton crazy was because Peter knew that if anyone were to do this to him, well, it would drive him crazy too. Peter was really surprised that this idea just came to him off the top of his head.

Peter was glad at that point that he remembered just about everything Ashton said to him. of course, there were sometimes when that wasn't a good thing, but this time it was and that was all that mattered. Peter would remember what Ashton liked and what he didn't like and work around it. That's what people were supposed to do in order to make relationships work. Peter wanted them to last. He needed it to last. The way Ashton had talked in the chat it would be like if they broke up, then they would never see eachother again or something drastic like that. The words 'you would be gone' were pretty clear to him. But no- if Peter could help it, then he wasn't going anywhere. St. John's was really like his new home. There was no hope in him giving it up.

[ASHTON JOHNSON]

<sup>At peters greeting Ashtons brows rose. sunshine?' he asked with a smirk. His mind didnt go immediately to the beatles. It was more occupied on Peter to reference anything from music at the moment. T hough there were some days where everything someone said he referenced back to either a song or a title of a song or even a movie where quotes started popping into his head. Not now though.

It didnt help that Peter was so close to him when he walked through that he could smell him and he definitely approved of it. "Definitely smell good..' he said under his breath without realizing it. He was trying to figure out what exactly Peter smelled like when he felt a tug on his shirt. He closed the door and followed Peter in. Really when did he get so obedient? Why did this new stage in their relationship turn him into some guy that listened to everything the other said. He was his own person, he had his own mind. He did not have to roll over and take this. Though even as he thought about just saying he wanted to stand, he found himself sitting down on the bed anyway. It wasnt that big of a deal. He was just over reacting.

He watched as Peter caught sight of luna and moved over to her to pet her. Luna seemed to like him, then again who didnt. Well sure he knew of a couple people, though he wasnt too certain on the details of them but for the most part he knew that nearly everyoe liked peter. He had that charisma, that charm that people seemed to be drawn to. Ashton could hear luna purring all the way to where he was it was like she had a tiny little motor in her. She was such a touch whore, much like Peter and Hobo, though cats were so much more about it then dogs. Luna liked attention, demanded it a lot of the time. Most cats usually liked to be left alone, Luna did at certain times, but she mostly liked attention. Now that Ashton thought about it, for some reason all the people... or animals in his life were all very touchy and affectionate. How did that happen? Ashton himself was not like that at all and yet he was drawn to Peter, who... was a very affectionate and touchy guy, very friendly and charismatic. He had hobo and Luna who were almost the exact same way just one was a dog and one was a cat. Though Luna could be quite the diva too, very dramatic.

Ashton mentally sighed his eyes following the line of peters back and hips and... ass. God he had an ass. Seriously Peter was like the whole package on what most people deemed the perfect guy. Granted he wasnt super tall so he wasnt the tall dark and handsome bill, but he was handsom... actually ashton hated that word. Peter was hot, he had dark hair and dark eyes and he was hot. He had hips and he had an ass. On top of that he had lips. Ashton had thought about those lips far too many times. But really along with looks he had the personality.

Ashton seriously wondered what a guy like Peter could see in him. Ashton did not find himself particularly good looking. He had a face that looked much younger then he was and that wasnt even that cute. His hair never liked to do anything and he was far too skinny. On top of that... he had abosolutely no ass and if he was someone outside of himself he wouldnt think he had that great of a personality either. SO really what could Peter really see in him. Ashton just couldnt fathom. But whatever...

Ashton pushed those thoughts aside. He had no idea why he was even bothering with that, since when did he care what he looked like. He just was and thats all. Bringing his attention back to Peter and luna he smirked again leaning back on his hands. "So... what was it I needed to sit down for?' he asked his smirk verging on a grin as he looked at Peter.



{{NOTE: i freaking lost my post again!!! i hit post and it said i was logged out and couldnt get my post back and i had a lot written so now! this is going to absolutely suck and I dont remember everything that I had in it so i am sooo sorry!!!!}}</sup>

[PETER WALKER]

So hold me close and love me.
Give my heart a smile.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
OUTFIT

Once Peter's gaze fell back on Ashton he was glad to see that Ashton had taken his advice and sat down on the bed. It would be difficult to carry out his plan with Ashton standing up, though it definitely wouldn't be impossible. This sitting down was more for Ashton than it was for Peter anyway. Peter looked down to Luna, raising an eyebrow. "Alright, Luna, here goes nothing."

[/b] Peter thought to himself before hie turned his darkened eyes back to Ashton. Peter wasn't sure what was making him think like this. He wasn't sure if it was just the prospect of being in a relationship with Ashton that made him act like that or if he had felt it all along and had somehow managed to keep it hidden. It didn't help that Peter knew what about him turned Ashton on. That just gave him all the ammo in the world.

Peter slowly moved toward Ashton. Before, Peter would worry about his close he was getting, but not this time. He smiled his "I'm definitely up to something" smile and brushed some strands of Ashton's hair back, letting his hand rest on Ashton's cheek. "You'll see," Peter answered, his smile never changing, "Just relax and enjoy." Peter moved so that he was stradling one of Ashton's legs, wrapping his free arm around Ashton's waist. He leaned forwad as if he were about to kiss Ashton, but instead of kissing Ashton he moved to the side, stopping his lips close to Ashton's ear. "I told you..." Peter whispered. "When you least expect it." If Peter could remember correctly, which he was sure that he could, Ashton's request had been that song he had sung at the club that made his voice sound deep.

The lyrics were fresh in Peter's mind and oddly enough, very fitting for the situation. Peter began the song, his lips very lightly grazing Ashton's ear. "Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did and how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as yourfingers touch his skin." Peter smirked as he moved away from Ashton's ear and pressed his lips to Ashton's. The kiss didn't last long before Peter barely pulled away, still keeping his lips extremely close to Ashton's. "I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie, you had me. I was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of exchanging body heat in the passenger seat."

Peter smirked as he sang the next part, "No, no, no you know it will always just be me." Time seemed to freeze for Peter. He didn't think he would need to continue the song. That was the only part of it besides the end that his voice had that low, sexy tone to it that Ashton had wanted to hear. Peter was more relieved than anything that he was able to do this without having to worry about someone getting upset. It was free game. Peter wanted to prove the part of the relationship he thought Ashton would most enjoy. Well, Peter couldn't deny that he would enjoy that part too. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[ASHTON JOHNSON]

<sup>Ashton had no idea what he could be up to but he was definitely curious. Ashton did not move as he watched Peter get closer to him, his movements slow and dammit if it wasnt already turning him on. The mystery helped. When Peter straddled his leg he stiffened but it barely had time to register before he relaxed again. This was a safe zone and again, this was okay. They were allowed to this was okay. They were a couple. God he still needed to get used to that, wait no he wasnt going to, he was going to talk to Peter. he had to remember that.

Peters face was close to him now, he could feel the weight of his arm around his waist and his breath near his lips, but he didnt kiss him like he had thought. Instead his lips were near his ear, his breath fanning warm over the area and he resisted the urge to shiver. His voice... damn him for that voice. Ashton licked his lips, his eyes widening a bit. Fuck if he could remember shit right now besides the way that Peter felt against him. Ashtons fingers gripped into the blanket where they lay supporting his weight.

Then he was doing it. He was singing that fucking song. He wanted him to relax, but how the hell was he suppose to do that when he was singing that song. His voice was even more sexier then he remembered it that day. The absence of mic and people making it so. Ashton closed his eyes a small groan emitting from his throat. Damn him. He felt Peters lips on his then and This time he couldnt control the shiver that ran through his body. It didnt last long before Peter was moving away to continue with the song. Cocktease.

Ashton lifted his hips up to rub against him, his arousal quite apparent. This was seriously not fair. Why had he told Peter that. But god, it felt so good. Maybe it was good or else he wouldnt be doing this now.

Ashton opened his eyes, the color had darkened with desire. Peter stopped singing and when he didnt continue a slow smirk curled on ashtons lips and he made a slightly preditorial noise before he moved, flipping them so Peters back was now on the bed, Ashton above him, his leg between Peters. "Not fair.. he said before his lips came down on peters all the pent up lust and desire in it, now intensified from PEters little performance. Really it wasnt fair. Ashton knew that would get him everytime.</sup>

[PETER WALKER]

So hold me close and love me.
Give my heart a smile.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
OUTFIT

Peter's plan had a reaction that was better than he could have originally hoped for even. The moan that came from Ashton had it's effects on Peter as well, though. Ashton's moans always had that effect on Peter, well, the couple of times that he had been able to hear Ashton moan. As the situation continued, Peter knew that he had Ashton exactly where he wanted him. This time Ashton was sober and Peter wasn't battling with second thoughts about guilt. Oddly enough Peter thought about another Panic song... praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety... hm. It was something to consider, excpet this was a little more sexy than a fucking lap dance. Peter had made sure of that.

It wasn't long after he finished singing that Ashton had him on his back and was on top of him. Peter smirked when Ashton said it wasn't fair. No- it wasn't fair, but Peter had never said that he would play nice. Besides, Ashton had plenty of time to figure out what it was that drove Peter crazy. Peter was positive that it wouldn't take long for Ashton to guess a few things. He hungrily returned the kiss, pushing his hips up against Ashton's. It would be obvious that Peter was pretty turned on as well. Peter's hands made their way down to Ashton's waist, clawing against Ashton's bare skin as they moved under his shirt. Good god, it was the desired effect and more, definitely.

Peter felt like it had been forever since he had felt Ashton's lips against his, their hips grinding together, and Ashton's smooth, cool skin underneath his fingertips. Really it hadn't been that long since Peter had felt those things, probably a little over a week if the last encounter was that night that Ashton had told him it was all about sex. This time it wasn't all about sex... it was about Peter and Ashton. It was about what Peter wanted and what Ashton wanted. Bringing one hand up Peter pushed his fingers through Ashton's thick hair. God he loved Ashton's hair. His hand rested at the back of Ashton's neck, allowing Peter to deepen the kiss even more.

It was rare for most couples to find someone that they were physically attracted to as well as emotionally. Peter felt lucky. But the thought was a distant memory. Having Ashton's body against his was more than enough to keep Peter from thinking rationally. Everywhere Ashton touched burned, but it was the good kind of burning. Peter pulled away from the kiss, pulling Ashton's lower lip with him before letting it go. A slow grip playing over his lips. "Mm, I play dirty." Peter said in much the same low voice he had used to sing in, "You should do something about it." he challenged.

Seconds later Peter's lips were back on Ashton's. Peter didn't like how cold he felt when he wasn't kissing Ashton. He wanted and needed Ashton's lips against his or at least somewhere on his body. That was just the physical attraction talking. The part of Peter that was romantically attracted to Ashton just enjoyed the situation because it was Ashton.

[ASHTON JOHNSON]

<sup>Really Ashton never thought he could lose his mind when being with someone. He always usually made sure he was heavily intoxicated, but even then it was like he had at least some kind of grip on reality. With Peter it didnt matter if he was intoxicated or not, he couldnt seem to control himself. Now he wondered how he had ever stopped Pete those other times. He knew it had been incredibly hard, but he just couldnt seem to do it right now. Ashton was still trying to decide if this was good or bad. He wasnt too sure and right now was not getting him anywhere near the answer.

Peter groaned in protest as Peter pulled away, pulling at his bottom lip. It was one of those small things that Ashton enjoyed and hell he even enjoyed doing it to Peter as well. How could he not when Peter had those luscious full lips of his. God he could bite down on his bottom lip and never let go. So plump and gorgeous especially when its moistened and shining so invitingly. God he needed to stop thinking that way. Yeah right thats like trying to get a full on vegan to eat a steak with a glass of milk. Just wasnt going to happen.

His mouth was at his ear again, whispering. Fuck him and his goddamn sexy ass voice. It just wasnt fair. His words were true though, he did play dirty. Though his next comment kind of lost him. It was hot but at the same time he wasnt sure how he should take it. Ashton had been in these situations before the talking dirty and such like that but he usually just ignored it and got on with the sex. Peter was different. This was different, but now what was he suppose to do. Was he suppose to say something back, if so what? He wasnt good with dirty talk or whatever you wanted to calll it. Sex was all he knew this in between stuff not so much. He ... didnt want to disappoint Peter.

That thought had him reeling almost. They barely knew each other and they just got into this relationship. How could he seriously be thinking that right now. Not want to disappoint? And in bed too yet. He just didnt understand himself. He remembered awhile ago he had been so sure about everything. That first day he met peter he had told him his thoughts on stuff and yet here he was now only know each other for a couple of months and he couldnt understand a damn thing as to what he was thinking or feeling.

Instead of answering Ashton just grinned kind of sexily at him and pinned his arms above his head. "mmm.... like this?" he finally got out as he wiggled his bottom down closer over his hips and ground down against him. Ashton managed to get both of peters wrist in one hand as he ran his other down peters side till he was at the bottom of his shirt, sliding it up till it was to his neck and he could dipp his head to suck at his chest, his tongue moving over the areas that he spent more time on nibbling and making small marks. AT the same time his hips continued to roll on Peters. Hell even though he was trying to tease Peter he was almost losing it himself. Fuck he needed to not be so damn easy with him.</sup>

[PETER WALKER]

So hold me close and love me.
Give my heart a smile.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
OUTFIT

Ashton really didn't have to do anything super sexy to get Peter turned on. No- all the boy really had to do would be touch him or look at him with that goof smirk. There were so many things Ashton did that made him want to jump him and just love him. Of course, Peter had to figure Ashton would be more of a fan of the jumping than he would be of the love part. What Peter couldn't believe was that his thoughts had gone in that direction when he was about to have the best sex of his life. That was something to look forward to, right? He had his boy friend on top of him, boy friend being a term Peter would have to get used to relating to Ashton, but he thought that he could get used to it. Nothing had happened so far... they were just enjoying one of the many perks that would come with a relationship. Again the mere thought of having a boy friend… Peter never thought that he would have another after Alex. He had been so sure that Alex had been the one boy that he couldn’t live without. Now Peter was left questioning that. He had managed to live without Alex for two years. It was hard, but he had done it. In this time that Peter had been stuck on Ashton, well, he knew for sure things could change.

Peter bit his lower lip, tilting his head back as he felt Ashton's hips align with his. Before he knew it his hands were pinned above his head, which was killer in itself. But Ashton continued, moving his shirt up and sucking on his chest. A soft moan escaped Peter's lips as Ashton would suck the skin between his teeth and leave a mark. God was that shit sexy. Peter thought he was really going to lose it. Having Ashton's hips moving against his on top of the control Ashton was exerting and the feeling of ecstasy he was getting from Ashton's teasing actions... it was enough to make anyone lose it completely. Peter could only dare to imagine the things he would do were Ashton not holding his hands captive. It was sexy as hell and Peter figured he could go through a little sexual torture. There was nothing wrong with suffering a little. Suffering was exactly what it was. Peter itched to touch Ashton… do replicate the feeling he was having and make Ashton have it. His skin burned where Ashton kissed, like he was trailing fire up his chest. He wanted to get rid of the clothes and have all of Ashton against him instead of just his lips.

Arching his back, Peter was able to move his hips slowly against Ashton’s. There wasn’t much that he could do with his hands pinned above his head, but Peter was curious to see what Ashton would do to him. The feeling of Ashton’s lips against his skin was even better than the last time he had felt it. He was sure that this time it was because Ashton was sober instead of drunk. It wasn’t that the last time was bad… no- it had been amazing. But that whole time Peter had a deep seated guilt because he had felt like he was taking advantage of Ashton’s drunken state. But this time was different. They were both sober and Peter hoped that this time there would be no regrets. That was all Peter could ask for. He didn’t think that he would end up regretting getting into a relationship with Ashton. It was sure to be difficult, but Peter had never been in a relationship that hadn’t been difficult for a little while at least. Just having a friendship with Ashton had been a little difficult, but that was because of all the pinned up sexual tension between them.

This had to work. Peter was determined to make it work. He expected that if Ashton were having any second thoughts, then he would have said so earlier. Ashton had seemed a little uneasy about it at first, and Peter felt bad about that for a while afterward. He still didn’t want to think that he had pressured Ashton into a relationship. If that were the case… then Peter wasn’t so sure that he would be able to make Ashton as happy as he wanted to. That was something that Peter desperately wanted for Ashton. He wanted to work toward a goal of getting to see that disarming smile every fucking day. Peter couldn’t stand the fact that someone he cared about might not be happy. This situation shed a whole new light for Peter. The idea of him and Ashton being together… it didn’t have to be so weird and awkward… Peter just had to think of it as staying close to the one boy who kept him in check… the one boy who kept him happy.

[ASHTON JOHNSON]

<sup>It had felt like forever since hed been anywhere near this close to peter. They almost moments had been shit for him and hed usually end up relieving himself afterwords. Peter probably didnt realize just how badly he was physically attracted to him and how turned on he got whenever they nearly did something or Peter would say something that would get Ashton thinking. But Peter didnt need to know that.

Having peter under him now, unable to touch him was ridiculously hot. This was just one of the many fantasies hes had about what he would do to Peter if they ever gave in. Well now they didnt have to worry about that. About holding back at least sexually. Now it was a right, something they could do whenever. Ashton nipped at his skin again, soothing it over with his tongue. He sucked in a breath as Peter started moving his hips against his own as well. His pants were far too tight for his comfort. He unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them enough to give some room for himself but didnt push them down yet.

Instead he lifted his hips up as his free hand trailed down his abdomen and rubbed him through Peters pants. Though because of this he was no longer rubbing against Peter and the need to press against him was getting unbearable. He stopped after a short while and then moved his hand again so he could roll his hips down to meet Peters, groaning as their erections came in contact through their clothes. Finally he let go of PEters hands, but only so he could get their clothes off.

He pulled Petes off and then his own, his movements impatient as he leaned up enough to get their pants and boxers off. He let out a frustrated growl when peters pants got caught a bit and he yanked finally getting them off tossing their clothes to the floor. He was on PEter again, this time their heated skin now against each others and he let out a satisfied sigh as he attacked Peters mouth, devouring it as he pressed his body against Peters again.</sup>

[PETER WALKER]

It was fucking hot the way Ashton just took control. Peter was unbeliveably turned on. Having his hands pinned above his head and Ashton's hips moving against his... it was almost more than Peter could handle. Much longer and Peter would need to get things moving along. He was about to reach a point where he would need to feel Ashton's bare skin moving against him rather than the clothing. Peter didn't care what Ashton wanted to do to him sexually. Anything Ashton wanted to do, Peter would gladly try. He was definitely open to trying new things with Ashton. This was definitely something new for them. Only once before had Peter had sex with Ashton, but he was sure that nothing had been done like this. He was sure it was better because they were both pretty damn sober.

As Ashton moved away Peter let out a soft moan of protest. He could feel the heat leaving his body until he felt Ashton's free hand running down his chest and abdomen. A different kind of heat short through Peter's body as Ashton's hand ran over a sensitive area. Peter couoldn't believe that amount of pleasure Ashton was causing. He wanted to be able to touch Ashton and cause just as much pleasure as Ashton was giving to him. He wanted to sort of get Ashton back. That was the only draw back of having his hands pinned above his head. Peter bit back a moan as Ashton unbuttoned his pants, but didn't take them off. After Ashton began moving his hips back against his he also let go of his hands.

Peter yearned to touch Ashton, explore the boy's body, but that would have to wait because Ashton was working at taking clothes off. It wasn't long at all before Ashton had him fully undressed and was working on undressing himself. Peter wanted Ashton more than he ever had before. No, he needed Ashton more than he ever had before. Within seconds Ashton was back on him, pressing their bodies and lips together. Peter kissed back hungrily, his hands moving over the length of Ashton's body, clawing at his skin. Peter moved his hips against Ashtons, loving the burning feeling he got. The burning feeling was a lot more intense than it had been before.

Peter was so glad that he and Ashton didn't have to hold back anymore. He loved feeling Ashton's naked body against his own. Ashton caused a spark that not many people had managed to cause. Then again... besides one other person... Ashton was one of only people Peter had slept with. That thought just made the feeling even better. It was beyond what Peter would have ever thought it could be.