Asher Reed

Asher Reed
As Played By: Hannah
Favorite Parings: Asher/Higgy, Asher/Zac, Asher/Kyndal
Pairings I'd Try: Anything really
Pairings I Wouldn't Touch With a Ten Foot Pole: nothing too gross
Topics I Like: Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Angst
Smut?: YESHHH, Asher loves his sex hehehe But i can write without too.

How I Write This Character (Sample and/or Description):
“Aw hell. You know I’m a whore. I want sex NOW!” Asher whined as the guy he’d been flirting with walked off. He slammed his fist down on the table, pouting like a small child.
“Yeah I know. And you like it rough.” Zac laughed, remembering back to when they’d lived together once.
“My god, remember that time with the-”
“Still have the video.”
“The-?” He made a face, making his hand in a fist and holding it to his mouth while pushing his tongue into his cheek so it looked like he was sucking dick.
“That’s the one.”
“And the whipped cream?”
Zac bust out laughing but nodded.
They were out at a club. Asher, Zac and Kyndal had been good friends before Gabriel had sold Zac. And now, they’d finally gotten to catch up.
“My god, good times eh?” Asher flashed a smile as he downed another drink.
“If that’s what you’d call em.” Zac rolled his eyes.
“You were always such a prude.” He rolled his eyes back.
“I was TWELVE!”
“Age is just a number Zacky. Lost my virginity at twelve.” Asher winked.
“Whore.”
“And damn proud of it.”
“Don’t you have an STD yet?”
“Nope, I’m just awesome like that.”
“Lucky is what I call it.”
“Awesome too though.” He nodded with a sip of his martini, pinky in the air.
“God, you’re more of a chick than me aren’t you?”
“That I am Zacky pie, that I am.”
Zac couldn’t help but laugh at him.
“Zac have a drink. My treat.”
Zac paused but shrugged.
“Alright.”
“But I’m picking the drink.” Asher grinned.
A minute later, some florescent pink drink with an umbrella and straw in it was handed to Zac.
“My god…”
“Its yumilicious!”
“Did you just make that up?” Zac asked. Asher was now drunk and stumbling around.
“Nope! S’in the ‘ictionary.” He slurred.
Zac chuckled at him.
“Now is it?”
“Yes it is. Thas what I jus said. Don’chu listen?”
A large, muscular biker walked up to them.
“’Ello there…” Asher looked him up and down. “Would you like to fuck me this evenin‘?”
Zac snickered.
“He serious?” The man raised an eyebrow.
“Why yes I am.” Asher gave a hiccup.
“He is.” Zac nodded.
“Alright then, you wanna come back to my place?
“It’d be my pleasure.” Asher strutted out of the club, leaving the man jogging to catch up.
Zac shook his head as he watched.
Asher really wasn’t that much of a whore, just on nights like this. When he got bored and drunk. Zac loved him anyways.