-Overstimulation

-reader pov-

I sit up on the bed, going onto my phone. Ash
then sits down. We both end up falling asleep.

:one week later:
a/n: right now Alex and his family are at a park

"Wake up." I whisper. Ash groans then turns around. "What?" He whispers in a sleepy voice. "Wake up. It's eleven in the morning." I whisper. "Okay? I haven't slept like this in ages." He turns back around. I tap him on the shoulder then I start pushing him. I accidentally push him off the bed. "Ow-." I laugh. "A-are you okay?" I chuckle. I get off the bed and walk to the other side. I reach my hand out for poor Ash, laying on the floor. He grabs my hand and pulls me down.

He drags me underneath the bed and gets on top of me, holding both my arms against the floor. He takes off my shirt. I can feel his heavy breath and bulging erection. "You're that horny?" I ask. "Shut the hell up." He says. He lets my arms go then starts biting on my neck. I let out a small moan. "That's the spot." I trail my hand to his belt and try to unbuckle it. I get my way and pull down his jeans while he starts twisting my nipple. I moan loudly at it. "H-uggy- A-Ash!" I moan/yell, grabbing his neck. "What did you just call me?" He whispers. "A-Ash." I moan. He undresses himself and flips me over. He slowly enters me, pressing his hands on my arms. "Red is a stop, yellow is slow and green is continue, got it?" He says. He pushes further into me, stopping and waiting for my color. "G-green." I moan. He pushes in and out of me, leaving me a mess under him. I try to find something to hold onto but end up gripping the carpet. "I-I'm cl-lose!" I moan, yanking my head up. He keeps going faster and harder. "Hold it in." I grip harder on the carpet, practically screaming by now. "I can't!" I scream.  He thrusts harder while saying, "Fucking hold it." After about five minutes I'm screaming loudly and moaning. "Please!" I moan. "Fine." I come over the carpet but Ash keeps going. He slams into me, each time he goes back in. "R-red!" I scream out, but he doesn't hear me.  He goes harder to the point where I physically can't anymore. "Red!" I scream. He stops this time, coming over my back. "T-thank you." I stutter. "I'm so sorry." He says. "Do you want me to get a bath running for you?" "If you can carry me." "Fine."
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GO READ MY FIRE X READER! ITS TRAUMATIZING!!
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