say what I'm feeling

Ashton couldn't help but smirk into Adrielle's skin when she let out a quiet noise with his actions, his hands tightening around her hips with his own arousal, and when she pressed closer, Ashton guided her to where he wanted her to be. When she whined out his name, Ashton moaned into her neck, his arms sliding around her waist to keep her steady, wanting to hold her tightly, wanting her to know that he wanted this, he wanted her. But when Adrielle cupped his face, Ashton returned the kiss she offered hungrily, moaning when she tugged at his lower lip. "Fuck, Adrielle." He murmured into her lips. "I want you, I want this with you for the rest of my damn life. You've ignited this spark in me." He guided her closer once more, letting her feel his excitement.

Eleanor closed her eyes as she focused on the feeling of Calum's hands on her hips, on the sound he made - which drove her wild in return - and the feeling of his lips against her neck. "God dammit, Calum, baby." She whined slightly, shifting even closer still as her hands got to his belt, and she slowly undid the buckle, almost without having to think about it. When he shifted to her though, she pressed her hips against his, one hand moving to his hair to guide his head back so she could kiss at Calum's neck, over his throat, to just below his ear. "Yeah?" She murmured into his skin. "That's good. Because I want you, forever."

Adrielle shuddered slightly when Ashton guided her and she grinned, nipping at his lip gently as she listened to him. She enjoyed every movement Ashton made, every noise that escaped him, every feeling he erupted in her, and her fingers toyed with the buttons of his shirt as she focused on his words. "Good," she murmured quietly, grinning broadly as she eventually started undoing the buttons of his shirt, slowly, teasingly, and she deepened the kiss for a moment. "Because I adore the idea of having this with you for as long as you want it almost as much as I've grown to adore you." And, when she felt his excitement under her, she couldn't help but to roll her hips slightly, letting out a soft moan with the feeling before she moved to kiss his neck, grinning happily against his skin.

Calum grinned, loving the words that slipped past Eleanor's lips, loving the effect he had on her, loving that he, of all people, had that effect on her at all. "Dammit, Eleanor, you're driving me crazy," he moaned out quietly, shuddering slightly when she started to undo his belt and he didn't bother stopping her, taking it as approval to continue. Grinning with the thought, he slid his hands under her shirt slightly, loving the way her smooth skin felt under his fingertips, and he ran his hands higher, gently brushing his fingers against her ribs as he drew her closer to himself, groaning out when Eleanor pressed her hips to his, even more so when she guided his head back. Each movement between them, each point of contact, was driving him crazier, and he absolutely loved it, causing him to angle his neck when she kissed the skin there. "Fuck," he breathed out quietly, "Good, because I'd never want forever with anybody other than you." And, as if to drive his promise home, he squeezed around her gently, his fingers teasing her skin gently as he lifted his hips a bit to meet hers with a grin.

Ashton moaned as Adrielle nipped at his lip, his hands trailing for her hips to slip underneath the material of her shirt, his eyes half-closed in ecstasy as he finally felt her soft skin underneath his hands. When Adrielle began to unbutton his shirt, Ashton peered up at her innocently, although his intentions were far from it, but returned the kiss eagerly, tugging at her lower lip with a grin. "Well good, because I don't want anybody else." Ashton told her honestly. "But I hope you know, Adrielle, this isn't all I want..." He peered up at her once more, unable to deny he was falling flat on his ass in love with her as his hands roamed to her lower back to hold her in place, helping her feel safe. But when Adrielle rolled her hips against his, Ashton moaned, his head falling back in appreciation. "Fuck," he groaned, lifting his hips slightly.

Eleanor slipped Calum's belt out of place, dropping it to the floor with a smirk against the skin of his neck as she listened to him. "Then get crazy." She encouraged, nipping at his neck gently. "Don't hold back, either." She smirked, trailing her hands, although she missed the feeling of his hair, up to his abdoment to begin undoing the buttons of his shirt. Feeling Calum's hands against her skin though, Eleanor bit her lip, already loving their skin to skin contact. "Fuck, Cal." She moaned softly into his ear, nipping his earlobe as she listened to his words. "Shit, I want forever with you too." She admitted, wondering how the hell she was falling for him so damn fast. But when she felt Calum lift his hips, Eleanor gasped, but smirked, rolling her hips against his with a whimper.

Adrielle couldn't help the shudder than ran through her body the moment she felt Ashton's skin against hers, swearing she'd never felt so warm in her life. She'd never felt so right under somebody else's touch, in somebody else's arms, but the effect Ashton had on her was so intense that she swore she never wanted to lose the way he made her feel. “Dammit,” she breathed out quietly over his lips, grinning slightly as she stuck close to him, giving a quiet noise when he tugged at her lip. “Yeah?” she asked quietly, shifting to slide his shirt off his shoulders once she'd unbuttoned it, and she grinned despite herself, curious and, admittedly, hopeful. “What else do you want, then, Ashton?” Arching a brow, she slid her nails down his chest gently, moaning out softly when Ashton lifting his hips to meet hers and, in return, she started working on undoing his pants.

Calum grinned when he heard Eleanor's words, giving a quiet groan when she nipped at the skin of his neck, but he squeezed around her, his fingers digging into her skin gently. “I don't think I could ever hold back with you, Eleanor, not after how wild you've driven me today,” he managed out, sliding his hands to ghost over her bra with a grin. Shifting, he gently tugged her shirt up and off her form, slowly, admiring every inch of skin he got to see and touch in the process. “Fuck, you're perfect,” he groaned out, shuddering as she nipped at his earlobe, his eyes closing over for a moment before he leaned forward, kissing the side of her neck desperately, needily, wanting every ounce of contact he could have. Tossing her shirt aside, he let his hands admire her torso, enjoying the feeling, and he grinned broadly against her neck. “Then be mine forever?” he requested quietly, groaning out when he felt her roll her hips against his, his hands moving to rest on her hips to help guide her, to encourage her, because, dammit, she was driving him crazy in every amazing sense of the word and he never wanted her to stop.

Ashton felt Adrielle shudder beneath him, and he smirked, unable to stop himself because he was causing that reaction. "You're such a beauty, you know that?" Ashton murmured against Adrielle's lips, his voice was heavy with arousal, and he didn't bother to hide it, because he loved the affect Adrielle had on him. When she spoke against his lips in return, Ashton smirked as he gripped to Adrielle's hips. "God, I love you." Ashton groaned, and although he was in a situation with Adrielle, he meant it, and he allowed her to slide his shirt off his shoulders, and he took the initiative, copying her, to slide off her shirt. Throwing her shirt to the side, Ashton trailed his hands down her torso, appreciating her underneath his hands. "I want you. I want you to be mine." Ashton looked to Adrielle, making sure she knew he was serious, but moaned when he felt her nails down his chest. "Baby, fuck, shit." Ashton groaned, unbuttoning her jeans in a swift movement, smirking.

Eleanor gently slid Calum's shirt off his shoulders once she had unbuttoned it completely, nipping at his earlobe as she did with a cheeky grin. "I never want you to hold back, Calum." She murmured into his skin, biting her lip as she felt his hands ghost over her bra, and she allowed him to tug her shirt off her, watching him as he watched her. "Fuck, baby." She whined, pressing a kiss to below his ear once more as he groaned at the sight of her, becoming a little more desperate with her actions as her hands trailed down his bare chest, to his stomach, groaning as Calum's lips attached to her neck, unable to help it as her head hung back a little. Shifting to unclasp her bra, Eleanor threw it to the floor with this shirt, laughing as she felt Calum grin against her skin. Hearing his words though, Eleanor bit her lip, and nodded. "Yes please." She murmured back, just as quiet, rolling her hips against his once more when Calum gripped to her hips.

Adrielle grinned, her confidence growing with Ashton's words, because, while she had confidence in herself in general, knowing that Ashton thought she was beautiful in any way made her heart swell and race in such an unfamiliar sense, and she loved it. “Mm, I suppose you could say I know, but hearing you say it means the world to me,” she admitted quietly, shifting to kiss at his neck with a grin, nipping at the skin, only pulling away when he slid her shirt off, and she chewed on her lip when she heard his words. While she was unsure of whether he was just saying that due to the situation or because he meant it, she couldn't help the grin that formed on her lips. “Yeah?” She shuddered under his touch, shifting a bit, her grin broadening. “Lucky me, because, fuck, I love you, and being yours would be perfect.” But, her nails continued running down his form, her grin broadening with his reaction, and she rolled her hips once more after Ashton unbuttoned her own pants. “Fuck,” she whined quietly, moving to kiss his neck again while she pushed his pants down a bit, brushing her hand over his boxers while grinning against his skin.

Calum couldn't help the slight groan that escaped him when he felt Eleanor nipping at his earlobe, swearing she was driving him wilder, crazier, by the second, and he couldn't believe how damn lucky he was that her attention, her focus, her attraction, was on him. “I don't think you would let me, anyways, with how much you're affecting me,” he teased almost breathily, grinning, his hands sliding along her form, memorizing every piece of skin he could touch, every inch of her he could get to in that moment. Nipping at the skin of her neck, he held her closer to himself, swearing he never wanted to let her go, never wanting this moment to end. The way her head hung back encouraged him further and he grinned against her skin, working on undoing her pants, but he pulled back when he felt her moving, chewing on his lip, a groan escaping him when he saw her bra fall to the ground, and he couldn't help but to take her in, admiring everything he saw. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned quietly, leaning to kiss her collarbone this time, then a little lower, grinning, though he shuddered, moaning out when she rolled her hips, his hands squeezing at her hips gently as he lifted his hips in return to greet hers. “Holy shit,” he moaned out, shuddering before he shifted, gripping hold of her legs gently before he stood up, placing her on the desk just so that he could tug her pants off gently, grinning as he moved to kiss her deeply, his excitement growing with the situation.

Ashton grinned with Adrielle's confession, nuzzling into her temple, exhaling a shuddered breath into her hair. When Adrielle kissed at his neck, Ashton groaned out, not caring at this point if anyone heard, if they were caught, because all he wanted, now and for the rest of his life, was Adrielle. "Yeah," he confirmed quietly, looking at her to let her know, to try to convey, that he was serious. "I love you, Adrielle. I never wanna lose this, and I want you to be mine." Ashton kissed at her earlobe, his eyes closed over as he just took the moment to feel her in his hands, to feel her nails run down his body, and he moaned loudly when Adrielle rolled her hips again. "Fuck, Christ, Adrielle, dammit." But when Adrielle brushed her hand over his boxers, Ashton took action, digging his nails into her thighs, wrapping her legs around his middle securely before he stood up, placing her on the desk, smirking when he found that, once more, he was in control. With Adrielle's legs still around his waist, Ashton pulled her to the edge of the desk and rolled his hips against hers, letting her feel him and how excited he was - not bothering to hide the affect Adrielle had on him. Grabbing the material of her jeans at her hips, Ashton carefully began to guide her jeans down, kissing and nipping at her shoulder as he did.

Eleanor giggled with Calum's words, tugging playfully at his earlobe, her hands undoing the button of his pants with no problem, without a second thought. "Good." She told him quietly, biting her lip as she felt Calum's hands along her body, Eleanor arched towards him, every atom in her body reacting to him and his touch. When Calum kissed at her collarbone though, Eleanor exhaled in content. "Shit, Cal." She murmured into his temple, tugging at his pants so they were further down, and when she felt his excitement underneath her, Eleanor rolled her hips again, making sure she was right against him, especially when his hips lifted to meet hers. When Eleanor felt Calum place her on the desk though, Eleanor laughed, her arms around Calum's neck as she kissed him, wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

Adrielle chewed on her lip as she listened to Ashton, swearing every word made her heart race all the more, and she grinned slightly. “Then, I’ll be yours,” she murmured quietly, shuddering when she felt him kiss her earlobe, whining quietly with the feeling, her eyes closing over as she chewed harsher on her lip. “God, I really do love you, Ash.” But, when he picked her up, she gave a quiet noise, almost a squeal, of surprise, and giggled quietly, grinning broadly at him, arching an amused brow when he pulled her to the edge of the desk, but her expression turned to one of pleasure when Ashton rolled his hips against hers. “Oh, my God,” she moaned out softly, angling herself a bit to roll her own hips against his in return, breathing out and shuddering with the feeling. Her hands rested on his shoulders for stability, and she let her head rest to the side when he nipped at her shoulder, one hand trailing down to finish tugging off Ashton’s pants in return.

Calum groaned lightly when Eleanor tugged at his earlobe, though it was really her giggle that had the most effect on him in that moment, because it was so damn addictive and he just wanted to hear more of it. “Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” he muttered quietly as he nipped at her shoulder and neck, stepping out of his pants once he was standing, groaning when Eleanor rolled her hips against his, swearing the feeling was sending electricity through him, making his need for her, his desire for her, grow all the more with each movement. Grinning when her legs were around him, he locked her legs in place gently once he’d gotten rid of her pants and he couldn’t help but to teasingly rock his hips against hers, tugging her closer to himself, groaning with the contact. “Holy shit, I love you,” he groaned against her lips, meaning every word, holding her closer to himself as he returned her kiss before he grinned and kissed lower, nipping at her jawline and neck before kissing down her collarbone, down the valley between her breasts, adjusting her just a bit so that he could kiss lower while he knelt, brushing his lips along her stomach and stopping just at the hem of her panties before he grinned up at her. His hands reaching up, he carefully grasped her panties, sliding them down and off her, pausing for a moment once she was fully unclothed, groaning at just the sight of her. “Fuck, baby.” Grinning, he tugged her closer to the edge of the desk, kissing and nipping at her leg, moving more towards her inner thigh, higher, grinning against her skin as he drew closer to where he desperately wanted to be, but moving slowly, teasingly, watching her as he did, wanting to see and feel every single reaction he elicited from her.

Ashton grinned with Adrielle's words, tugging gently at her earlobe, always teasing, always playful. "Good, because I love you, and you, Adrielle, are the only one I want." He told her honestly, figuring if he couldn't tell her during their most vulnerable moment, he never would. Gripping to Adrielle's thighs, Ashton watched as Adrielle chewed on her lip and moaned at the sight. "Shit, you beautiful woman. Don't have any idea what you're doing to me." He dug his nails into the skin of her thighs, a little further when he heard her giggle, and when she moaned out, Ashton rocked his hips against hers, starting off slow, and when she angled towards him, Ashton's hands gripped to Adrielle's hips and pulled her hips to his, his movements completely in sync with hers, moaning into her neck as he kept his pace, nipping at her neck, his eyes closed. "That's my girl, that's my girl." Ashton encouraged, stepping out of his pants when Adrielle tugged them off. Still, Ashton smirked, beginning to trail his kisses from her neck downwards. He reached her collarbone, gently nipping and kissing to soothe her skin, before kissing down, between her breasts. Ashton began to kneel down as he kissed down Adrielle's stomach, sighing happily with the feeling of her skin against her lips. "God, you're so gorgeous." Ashton murmured quietly, his fingers curling into the hem of her panties, gently pulling them down as he kissed further. Pausing, Ashton smirked, hooking Adrielle's legs over his shoulders, kissing her inner thigh. "You ready, baby?" He asked, brushing his lips over where he wanted to be - and where she wanted him.

Eleanor grinned as she nuzzled into temple as he nipped at her shoulder and neck, listening carefully to his words. "You're so damn gorgeous, Calum Hood, you know that?" She asked into his hair, her head falling back a little. As Calum stepped out of his pants, Eleanor studied him for a long moment, seeing his cheeks flushed, eyes clouded with lust and lips swollen from kissing, Eleanor swore, in that moment, Calum was perfection. When Calum rocked his hips against hers though, Eleanor whimpered, her jaw slack and eyes half closed. "Shit, Cal, baby, I love you too." She murmured into his lips, and although the circumstance wasn't the right time to tell him, Eleanor meant every word. Giggling as Calum nipped at her jawline, Eleanor shifted to hold him tighter, but loosened her hold when Calum began to kiss lower, and she shifted for him to get better access. When he stopped at the hem of her panties, Eleanor lifted her hips for Calum to tug them off gently, and once she was fully unclothed, Eleanor shuddered a little, with the chill of the air and the anticipation. "Fuck, Calum." She sighed out, running her hands through his dark hair, completely addicted to him, shifting towards him once more, almost desperate.

Adrielle could feel her heart pounding in her chest, Ashton’s words having almost as much of an effect on her as his actions were, and she nearl whined with everything he was saying, everything he was doing, because it seemed like such a dream and she never wanted it to end. “Dammit, Ash,” she murmured quietly, her fingers curling against his shoulders, and she shuddered quietly, moaning softly each time Ashton’s hips made contact with hers. Feeling him nipping at her neck, she angled her neck for him, breathing out quietly, happily, almost eagerly even, and hearing him call her his girl sent such a happy flutter through her that she almost couldn’t believe that kind of happiness was real. “You’re driving me crazy, Ashton,” she whined quietly, needily, though she shuddered when his kisses trailed lower, and she shifted closer to him with each kiss, desperate to feel his attention, his affection, and she grinned once her legs were over his shoulders. “You know, you look pretty good down there,” she murmured teasingly, though she whimpered with longing when he kissed her inner thigh, lifting her hips when his lips brushed over her, her hands now resting on the desk, her fingers curled around the edges. “Shit, fuck, yes, please, Ash, I’m ready, please,” she whined.

Calum grinned with her words, chuckling gently. “Not nearly as gorgeous as you, Eleanor Tomlinson,” he told her quietly, his voice breathy with desperation, because she had the most amazing effect on him and he didn’t even bother to try to hide it or to try to fight it. At this point, all that he wanted was Eleanor and to make her feel better than she ever had, he didn’t care about anything else - not the consequences or the possibilities of them getting caught in a predicament like this. No, Eleanor clouded his mind in the best way - the noises she made, the way she moved, the scent of her perfume, the way her skin felt under his fingertips and, soon, he knew the taste of her on his tongue would drive him insane, too. But, hearing her say that she loved him, too, he just knew that everything was perfect - he couldn’t ask for anything better in that moment, nothing in the world was better than hearing the young woman he’d fallen so fast and hard in love with loved him in return. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he whispered, watching her, grinning against the skin of her inner thigh, though he nipped at her skin gently when he saw her shudder, felt her shudder under his lips. “You okay, baby?” But, feeling her run her fingers through his hair, he groaned, unable to really hold back any longer, and he tugged her closer, his fingers curling against her thighs as he hooked her legs over his shoulders, and he grinned as he teasingly slid his tongue along her entrance, groaning with the taste, his eyes closing in pure ecstasy with the taste. “Fuck,” he groaned out before he moved closer, delving his tongue in her with a grin, groaning against her for extra sensation, grinning up at her as he began his assault.

Ashton chuckled when Adrielle whined slightly, and he smirked against her inner thigh, nipping at the skin as he moved away from where he was. "So, here's what's gonna happen." He murmured into Adrielle's skin, peering up at her. "You, my pretty girl, are gonna have the best damn time of your life." He smirked, nipping her skin gently, not needing to be told that he was driving Adrielle crazy, and although when she whined again, a little less subtle this time, and Ashton heard the need in her voice, his composure almost broke. Hearing her words, Ashton laughed. "Yeah? I gotta admit, you look damn gorgeous from where I am." He grinned up at her, supporting Adrielle as she lifted her hips, and when Adrielle begged, Ashton smirked, wasting no more time as he teasingly ran his tongue around her, before delving his tongue into her, moaning into her as his eyes closed with pleasure.

Eleanor listened closely to Calum's words, and when she heard how breathy his voice was, how desperate sounded, Eleanor bit her lip. His voice was something she could listen to for the rest of her life and never tire of, but hearing him like this was enough to drive her wild. Tugging gently at his hair, Eleanor whimpered as he nipped at her inner thigh. "Cal, fuck." She whined slightly. "I'm okay, just get on with it, fuck." She teased with a laugh of her own, her head falling back, one head moving to grip to the desk, her nails scratching the surface. When she felt Calum's tongue against her, Eleanor gasped, lifting her hips slightly. "Jesus fucking Christ, Calum, yes." She tightened her legs around him slightly.

Adrielle chewed on her lip, watching him for a moment, trying to bite back the grin that threatened to spread across her face as she listened to him speak, addicted to his voice, but also so easily affected by it. “Well, in that case, I can’t wait,” she breathed out quietly, though she couldn’t help but to laugh quietly, her grin broadening a bit when she saw his grin. “Quite the pair, in that case, hm?” Her breathing hitched, though, when she felt Ashton’s attention and she couldn’t help but to moan quietly, arching towards him, her nails digging into the underside of the desk. “Shit, fuck, Ash,” she whined quietly.

Calum gave a noise when he felt Eleanor tugging at his hair and he grinned against her skin. “As you wish, babe,” he murmured with a grin before he focused on her. Sliding his tongue along her, he grinned at the way she reacted, loving the way she reacted to him, loving the fact that she was reacting to him in general. “Fuck,” he groaned against her, delving his tongue deeper, grinning up at her as he did so, determined to give her all the pleasure she deserved, wanting her to enjoy herself, his fingers curling against her thighs with the thought. Every reaction he got from her, every single noise that escaped her, was driving Calum wild and he never wanted to let the feeling go, he never wanted to stop giving her everything he possibly could.

Ashton grinned as he heard the affect her had on Adrielle in her voice, completely addicted to her and how she tasted on his tongue. "We're the perfect pair." Ashton murmured, digging his nails into Adrielle's thighs as he heard her laugh. "Fuck, Adrielle, baby." Ashton groaned against her as he began to focus on her once more, delving his tongue into her as he tugged her closer to him when Adrielle arched towards him, smirking against her as he chuckled, knowing she'd feel the vibration. Ashton only pulled away slightly to praise Adrielle, wanting her to know that Ashton was addicted to her in every sense. "Good girl," Ashton groaned, smirking his movement became faster. "That's my girl." He spoke against her, never wanting to pull away.

"Calum," Eleanor moaned, her back arching as her fingers buried into Calum's hair, a soft sigh escaping her as she squirmed slightly underneath him, the pleasure almost too much for Eleanor to take. "Fuck, Calum." She bit her lip as Calum grinned up at her, gently running her fingers through his hair, her legs falling apart further as her head fell back. As Eleanor's hips lifted slightly to meet him. "God, I love you." Eleanor moaned, and even with her pleasure, she meant it the first time she said it, she meant it now, because the man was too damn beautiful, too perfect to let go of.

Adrielle gasped out quietly with the feeling, her head falling back against her shoulders as she moaned out quietly, rolling her hips slightly to the feeling he was giving her. “Fuck, we definitely are,” she moaned out quietly, needily, whining quietly when he tugged her closer, and swearing that everything he was doing to her was driving her senses wild. “Fuck, dammit, fuck, Ash.” She whimpered needily, desperately even, and she could already feel herself drawing closer, but she didn’t care. Every feeling Ashton was giving her had her losing every sense of control she thought she had.

Calum grinned against Eleanor when he felt her fingers buried into his hair. Feeling her back arching, he gripped to her thighs gently, holding her tightly to himself as he groaned against her, moving his tongue faster for her. “Dammit, Eleanor, I can never get enough of you,” he groaned against her, delving his tongue deeper, grinning against her, though he groaned again to provide her with all the pleasure, all the enjoyment, that she deserved. “I love you, too, baby, fuck.” And, as he continued, his hands rubbed her thighs gently and he chuckled against her, quickening his movement for her.

Ashton peered up at Adrielle with hazel green eyes, and he felt his own arousal growing when he saw how Adrielle reacted to him. "You're so fucking gorgeous, Adrielle, fuck." Ashton moaned against her, knowing that the vibration would reach her, touch in her every atom that existed within her, and he smirked with the thought. When Adrielle rolled her hips, Ashton slipped his hands to the back of her thighs, encouraging her with her movement because Ashton loved every way she moved. Hearing her needy moan, Ashton smirked, delving his tongue back into her at an even quicker pace than before, moaning into her. "Fuck, Adrielle." He moaned, his nails digging into her thighs in encouragement. "God, you're beautiful, I love you so much." Ashton moaned, quickening his movements, being ruthless, almost unforgiving.

When Eleanor felt Calum grip to her thighs, she whined, desperate for more contact, for more of his attention, having no qualms about admitting it, either. When Calum moved faster, Eleanor felt her head begin to spin, and a tightening in her stomach that was begging to be released. "Calum, I - I'm close." She whined, shifting once more to try and rid herself of some of the tension that was building up inside her, but when Calum told her he loved her, Eleanor felt any ounce of self control she had slipping. When Calum chuckled against her, Eleanor felt the vibration drive up her being, and she moaned loudly as she climaxed, her hand resting at the back of Calum's neck, her back arching and her fingers curling into his skin. "Fuck, Calum, fuck." She whimpered.

Adrielle whined quietly with the feeling, swearing only Ashton could ever make her feel on top of the world like this. Her back arching encouragingly, she couldn't help but to move against him a bit, a little desperately, feeling herself drawing closer, feeling everything in her going crazy. "Fuck, Ashton, I love you, too, fuck," she moaned out quietly, though the noise loudened when her climax hit.

Calum grinned against her, listening to her noises, loving every single one that escaped her and swearing she was all he wanted to listen to for the rest of his life when it came to sinful noises like that. "Just let it go, baby," he encouraged with a grin, delving his tongue deeper, mercilessly doing everything he could to ensure she had the time of her life. And, when he heard the way her moan got louder, and tasted her on his tongue, the feeling of her fingers against his skin, everything made him groan against her and he continued his movement to help her through it.

Ashton continued with fast, unforgiving movements, and when Adrielle whined, when she arched her back and moved against him, Ashton groaned into her, loving every sign she was giving him that she was enjoying this. Gently supporting her arched back with large hands, Ashton smirked as he quickened his movements, knowing that Adrielle was close. "C'mon, baby, that's a good girl." Ashton encouraged, knowing it was intense, but he loved the risk, loved the feeling Adrielle gave him. When Adrielle's moans got louder, Ashton began to taste her on his tongue and he continued his patterns, wanting Adrielle to see stars, ensuring she would ride it out. Moaning into her, Ashton's nails dug into the skin at Adrielle's back.

Eleanor's thighs shook as she came down from her high, trying to catch her breath as squeezed her eyes shut. "Holy shit, Calum." She whimpered, her thumb gently running along the skin at the back of his neck, hopeful that she didn't hold on too tightly. Sitting back up, shifting to gently pull Calum up by the collar of his white shirt, her lips attaching to his without hesitation, instantly knowing that her life would never be the same without him, wanting him there forever, because she was telling the truth: she did love him.

Adrielle shuddered slightly as the feeling flowed through her, and she chewed hard on her lip as she tried not to move against the feeling too much. "Fuck, Ashton," she whined quietly as she came down from the feeling, her eyes closing over as she breathed out, her fingers running through his hair carefully.

Calum smirked when he felt Eleanor tug him up, but he went along with the movement easily, obediently, deepening the kiss as he rested his hands on her hips, tugging her closer to the edge of the desk. "Dammit, Eleanor, you're driving me crazy," he groaned out against her lips, deepening the kiss a little, his thumbs rubbing circles into her hips. Nipping at her lips, he aligned himself carefully, grinning slightly into the kiss. "You ready, baby?"

Ashton couldn't help the smirk that tugged at the corners of his lips as Adrielle moved against him, his nails still digging into the skin of Adrielle's back to encourage her, enjoying the feeling of her flesh beneath his finger tips, loving the fact that he made someone as gorgeous, as perfect, as Adrielle feel this damn good. "God, Adrielle, you're fucking perfect." Ashton groaned, pressing a kiss to her thigh, making the most of her fingers running through his hair before he shifted, guiding Adrielle's legs to wrap around his waist, leaning to press a lingering kiss to her lips. "You have no idea what you're doing to me, Adrielle." Ashton murmured into her lips, carefully aligning himself to her, burying his face into her neck. "Are you ready, love?"

Eleanor followed obediently as Calum tugged her closer to the edge of the desk, returning his kiss with a hunger that could only be satisfied by him and his presence. Wrapping her arms around Calum's neck, Eleanor looked to him, tugging at his lower lip playfully. "Yeah?" Eleanor teased, smirking into Calum's lips, her fingers preoccupied with his hair. "I don't think you have any idea what you're doing to me, Cal..." Looking up to the handsome man, Eleanor bit her lip, nodding. "I'm ready."

Adrielle grinned against Ashton’s lips once his lips were connected to hers, and she pressed close to him, eager for his attention, loving every ounce of contact she could receive from him, just wanting to enjoy his attention, his affection, because it made her feel so alive. “Mhmm, I’m ready,” she assured him quietly, shifting to angle her neck a bit when he buried his face against her neck and her arms slid carefully around him, needing to be close to him, and she chewed on her lip. “Please, Ashton.” She shifted a bit again for emphasis, wanting him to know how much she wanted him.

Calum couldn’t help the grin that formed on his features when he felt Eleanor’s arms around his neck, and he held her as close to himself as he could, just loving the way her skin felt against his. “Of course, love,” he told her quietly, nipping at her lips gently, affectionately, and he squeezed her hips gently. “You’re everything I could ever ask for - and more.” And, he didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky, really, but he was so incredibly grateful, knowing that Eleanor was his, and that he was making her feel the way she was. Smirking when he heard her decision, though, he deepened the kiss, sliding into her, and groaning against her lips with the feeling, overwhelmed with everything she was doing to him.