#GraysonDolan Fanfiction

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Saints & Sins [G.D] Part 07

“Tell me, do you know Grayson? It seemed like you looked pretty intimate, but he’s never talked about you. He could never know you from here, because he spent all his time with me”, Y/N moves her feet in the water so that they create tiny waves, while she watches Luke carefully. The little lake in front of the waterfall was actually big enough to take a swim in there, but the bright sun in combination with the beautiful green meadow was too tempting to not lay down and sunbathe for a while. The fresh couple, if I may say so, doesn’t look over to Y/N, his gaze straight on the water. “I don’t know Grayson. I thought I would’ve known him”, he stops talking, swallows hardly while Y/N waits for him to continue. 

“We’re both from the same rural area, I kind of grew up with him but we would never consider each other friends. I don’t know how to describe it; do you remember when your mum made you be friends with someone because she was friends with their mother? That’s what our relationship was like as kids. We spent time together while our mothers ate cake, but we’ve never had the same interests. But when we were somewhere in between 13 and 15, we told our parents we would have a sleepover, but of course we went to our first official house party. Little Luke’s first contact with alcohol – you can’t imagine how bad I felt the next day”, he smiled a little, which made Y/N smile as well, but his didn’t last. “We were deadass drunk, but because none of the people there were actually 21, all we had was cheap beer and wine mixed with juice, let me tell you, that shit’s disgusting! Because we were so drunk, we couldn’t sleep at home, so we slept at this dude’s house. We couldn’t even close our eyes for a second without thinking we had to vomit all over the place, so we talked about serious stuff – as serious as two drunk kids could talk – and somehow, we came upon the sex-topic. Both of us haven’t had any experience, never had an actual kiss but we also didn’t want to go out unprepared. This evening ended with us practicing our kissing skills on each other, we kind of made out, had our first non-self-made orgasms. We kept on doing that the entire next year until we had real sex. I was in love, for sure, but he had this weird group of friends, I guess you know them by now. Those drug junkies which Grayson seems to be a part of again. Back in the days he just smoked weed, but our ‘relationship’ got distant, he did anything to get more and more to smoke, one day I wasn’t just important enough for him. I was in his way because I wanted him to stop, but he broke my heart. I couldn’t stand being around him anymore, so I came here to study and I thought I’d never see him again. Then I saw him arrive a few months ago, you can’t imagine how I felt, Y/N. I thought he’d make a move on me again or he followed me to this place, but he only had eyes for you”, his voice broke, he sounded sad and dismissive. Y/N was shocked about his sudden mood swings, but he smiled at her. “I can’t blame him, you’re beautiful, Peach. Too perfect for Grayson to ever be enough for him”, his hand caressed her cheek, while their eyes met. Soon enough, their lips went into a fight, tongues dancing against each other and minds finally not thinking about Grayson. They fall back into the soft grass and don’t even realize how soon the sun is going under and the moon is shining bright in the night sky.

Once Y/N headed back into her room, exhausted and pretty tired, she was glad to see that Grayson was gone. His bed was messy, his duffel bag on top of it. Hesitantly, she stepped in front of it, trying to peek inside without touching it. Some of his shirts were hanging out of it, underwear and socks were just stuffed into it, this bag was a mess – Grayson wouldn’t even recognize if Y/N looked inside of it. And if he did, what would he do about it? Determined, she kneeled down in front of it, slowly making her way through the bag to find any hints. Her hands met some bags of weed and some pills, but no Heroin or Coke, nothing.

“May I help you, angel? Never thought you’d be like those girls, but now you’re even searching through my bag.” Grayson’s raspy voice made Y/N jump so badly, that she hit her toe on the bed. Whelping, she turned around and tried to look as innocent as possible. “Gray, I… Oh, whatever”, she was tired of explaining, tired of being worried and she was angry. The rage was back and she was about to break out everything she hated about him, but decided to stay still, sat down in front of her desk and tried to ignore him. “Sure”, he sat down on his bed and looked at her. His eyes were tiny and red, he was high again. The sight of him made Y/N almost tear up, so she quickly turned her head to look away. How could someone destroy himself without even realizing?

“How’s things with Luke?” His voice sounded resigned and casual, why was he like this? He didn’t even notice how hurt she actually was. “Couldn’t be better, I’m happy”, she mumbled while grabbing a pencil and starting to draw. “I’m glad he’s at least a good fuck, couldn’t leave my girl unsatisfied, y’know. Oh and I almost forgot: he’s clean. Must be totally your type, clean nerdy guy, huh? Didn’t you tell me you hated all of those people when we first met? Now you’re one of them, angel.” Y/N’s finger cramped around the pencil, making it draw wild lines onto the paper, similar to her thoughts.

“I remember it like it was yesterday, when I fucked Luke. When he lost his virginity to me. Back in the days, I thought he was totally into girls”, he laughed his beautiful laugh, almost making her give in, wouldn’t his words hurt her so much, “until I had my dick deep down his ass and he realized how nice of a fuck I am.” “Grayson, why-“ “Did you fuck already? Do you know what kind of sick games he likes to play in bed? Well, I would’ve never thought that of him, luckily we had enough trust into each other to try out anything. I hope same goes out to you, you tend to really easily trust people, I mean you even took part in an orgy, I mean… Wow. You shouldn’t have difficulties with him then”, he examines her appraising. She quickly grabs her headphones, trying to get lost in her Spotify-Playlist. A few moments passed in silence, just Y/N and her music, while her drawing is about to be completed.

She jumped out of her chair as she felt Grayson’s lips on her neck, his hands trembling her chest. An involuntarily growl left her throat, while her stomach began to tingle. “Fuck, Dolan”, she turned around to him, grabbing his by his throat and pressing him against the nearest wall. “What’s your fucking problem?” „Not having you, that it my problem. Losing you to Luke is killing me.” Y/N snorts, interrupting him. “Your fucking Heroin-addiction is what really kills you, you fucking bastard!” “And letting you leave, that’s my biggest problem. I will forever regret letting you go because I know I’ll never find someone that loves me like you did. Nobody that…”, again, his angel interrupted him, this time to press her lips against his. Losing her grip on his throat to grab a fistful of hair, tugging him closer. Her other hand roams his bony chest underneath his shirt, making him breathe in sharply. “Fuck”, his words gave her goosebumps, but a clapping noise behind them make them step apart. Luke was standing right behind them. “Luke, I…” “It’s alright, Y/N. I know how good Grayson’s acting skills are, they got even better since I last met him.” Then her somehow-boyfriend’s fist bash against the-guy-she-still-kinda-loves’ jaw – which left her kind of overwhelmed with the entire situation.

Y/N did what her instincts told her, she hadn’t had enough time to think through it, so she tried to catch Luke’s next fist – which of course hit her directly in the stomach. Coughing, her legs gave in and she sunk onto the ground. “Fuck, Luke…”, her chest heavily rising, she glanced up at the dudes. Both pairs of eyes were watching her in fear, both prettier than the other. Even Grayson’s matte, stump eyes would never lose their beauty. The only difference between them were their expressions.

Her current boyfriend seemed to be shocked, somehow even angry.

The guy she still has feelings for watched her in admiration, full of respect and awe – something she hasn’t seen in a long time.

“What the fuck, Y/N? You’re defending him? This son of a bitch broke you, remember? You can be glad to be out of the thing you two had!” “Don’t listen to him, angel. You know we’re meant for each other. You love me as much as I love you, I can really stop doing drugs, I would do it for you. Cold Turkey, from now on.”

„Oh, really? I feel like I’ve heard that before. And where are you now, hm? Eyes like pins, veins filled with poison. Do you really want Y/N to live that life? You’re destroying her like you’ve destroyed yourself. If you really love her, you’ll leave her.”

Y/N was still laying on the ground, listening to every spoken word. Trying to process what was happening, watching each of their faces in fear. She waited for Grayson to answer, tears starting to form in her eyes. “Why don’t we leave the decision for our angel? It is her choice whom to love, if she really wants to love a fucked up junkie, you can’t change that. C’mere, angel.” Grayson pats his thigh, smiling at her lovingly, making her heart melt.

“Y/N, you know what’s best for you. A world with a future in it, maybe smoking weed here and there, but not being addicted to all the toxic stuff”, now Luke’s hand was ready for her to grab – and she had to make a decision. She shook her head at both of them, grabbing her jacket instead and heading out of her room without choosing one of the guys – she had to think and she had to be alone for it.

Once she came back, the room was empty as always. Sighing, she fell onto the bed, trying to find a comfy position and listens to the howling wind while drifting into a dreamless sleep.

“Oh, fuck, angel, keep on going”, a raspy voice next to her made her open her eyes but she soon realizes it was Grayson, laying on his bed, eyes closed and lips parted. His chest was heavily rising while there was a prominent bulge visible in his shorts. “You look so fucking hot, kneeling in front of my cock, c’mon, take it”, his hand wanders down to his errection while Y/N couldn’t help but watch. Was he really having a wet dream about her? It was pointless to ignore that she was soaking wet by now, her last time having an actual orgasm was back when they were still together. It was just normal for her to be horny as fuck.

As soon as Grayson’s hand was wrapped around his cock, Y/N lightly caressed her folds, collecting all her juices and rubs them over her clit. A quiet moan escaped her lips which made her press her free hand over her mouth. She was still watching him, copying his movements, panting louder than before.

“Fuck, repeat that, angel. Fuck, yes.” Gasping, Grayson cums all over his own hand and his abs, while Y/N couldn’t hold it back anymore and coming undone as well. She was still watching him, trying to catch her breath, but he was still asleep, even smiling a bit now. But she knew her night was over, so she stood up and decided to have a shower to really wake up and maybe get a free mind out of it.

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Desperado [GD]

Description: Grayson participates in the famous November challenge, but Y/N has made it her mission to make him fail. 

Warnings: Ahh yes...smut, cinge, idk what else 

Word Count: 2.5K+

Touch starved.

The term was an understatement for your current situation. Why? Because your boyfriend decided to participate in the famous no nut fucking November. To say you hated it was another understatement.

You despised how committed he was to it. And to make matters worse, he didn't shave either.

And you being you, you were a whore for Grayson's beard. It was mid-November so it was right where you liked it, a bit past the scruff period.

Every Time you looked at him, your core did nothing but ache. Your legs clenched at the memory of how good he felt between them, his big arms wrapped around them; Holding you close to him as he made you cum for the 4th time that night with just his fingers and mouth.

"Penny for your thoughts?" His voice ranged in your head making you shake your filthy thoughts and memories away.

"Hmm?" you hummed turning to look at him, a smirk on his face disappearing when he licked his lips, coming back short after.

"Whatcha thinking about?"

"Nothing," you shrugged it off, but he knew. Grayson was fluent when it came to your body language, knowing what everything meant, even the slightest movement.

"Nothing? You've been staring at me and cleaning your legs, you're biting your lip and you're flushed. I know that look from a mile away, Angel," he taunted, making you turn your head and look away, scoffing in response.

"It's just hot in here. You have the heat all the way up," you murmured before getting up and walking away. 

"Are you serious?"

"It's just really hot in here that's all" an idea comes to mind and you strip your hoodie.

Grayson raises an eyebrow, already knowing where you're going with this "really"

"Yeah just really hot" you take your shirt off as well, leaving you in a bra and jeans, you were about to take off your pants before he verbally stopped you.

"Angel, don't you dare," his voice was stern and rough, letting you know you were working him up.

"What? I'm not doing anything bad, I'm gonna go swim," you replied before walking away, a smirk on your face, "To each their own Bailey, to each their own,"

"Keep it up, y/l/n," he whispered but you were long gone to even hear it, your feet dipped inside the cool pool water as you looked up at the clear sky.

Your attempt was a slight fail, it was good, just not good enough to crack Grayson.

Grayson Dolan was stubborn. Maybe as stubborn as they came, you blamed that on three things; his cockiness, his ego, and the fact that his top three had an influence on his personality.

But you couldn't give it. You had made it your mission throughout the entire month of November.

It was now the last day of the month, and you needed Grayson to crack. You needed him to crack hours before the month ended. You wanted to be as close as he could, yet as far as he could. Your plan was evil, perhaps it was, but it wasn't fair that you were forced to compete in a ridiculous, immature, high-school like bet.

You were sure this plan was going to work. You felt it in your bones. You were clever enough to use one of Grayson's qualities, and a few of his traits against himself.

If there's anything that Grayson was, other than stubborn, was dominant and jealous. One wrong look from a guy and he was railing you, fucking the pretty out of you, not that it worked since in his eyes, your prettiest state was when you were fucked out. Hair frazzled into all sorts of directions, a few beads of sweat dripping down your hairline onto your forehead, mouth slightly opened as deep, tired breaths fell past your lips, sore shaking legs, chest rising up as your eyes closed. A sight only he got to see, a sight he caused.

Your skimpy blood-red dress clutched onto your body in the most perfect way, a pair of matching heels covered your perfectly pedicured feet, a pair of silver snake earrings held onto your ears, and a simple matching snake necklace adorned your neck. A silver purse completed your outfit as you applied the last bit of gloss and highlighter you needed before slipping out of your vanity, grabbing your phone before leaving your room, walking towards the couch where Grayson laid on, a pair of gray sweats, with air forces, were present on his body.

"I'll be back around 2 am, don't wait up for me," you spoke, your nails suddenly becoming more interesting than a shirtless Grayson, "Peace you," you turned to walk away before his voice suddenly stopped you, a smirk making its way on and off of your face before you turned back around to face him.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, placing his phone down before sitting up straight, his once hazel eyes scanning your body up and down.

"Out, where else?" you carelessly replied as he chuckled.

"Out where? With who?" he questioned, a dry chuckle falling past your lips as you shook your head, clutching on to your purse.

"The club, with Vinnie, invited me out for some drinks," you replied, only receiving a glare and a scoff.

"Since when do you go clubbing?" he asked and you shrugged.

"Since when do you care?" you scoffed, "Anyways, he's here, I need to go, have fun," and with that, you were gone.

You were out the door, as Grayson's anger increased. Sure, he did trust you. But he also knew about your history with Vincent.

He knew everything, from how you went from best friends to fuck-buddies, to best friends again, so he felt a bit uncomfortable with you going out for drinks with someone you spent countless nights with.

Vinnie however, was aware of everything. He was your last resort. You knew how jealous Grayson got whenever he was around. Of course, he agreed, knowing how sexually active you were. He knew you couldn't last a month. He was in fact surprised you had gotten this far without touching yourself, which he knew because you told, just like you did with everything else.

"Do you think this will work?" He asked, taking a shot of the tequila he had ordered, "Like was he mad?"

"He was furious, you should've seen his face," you replied after swallowing the aged liquid, the slight burn giving you nothing but satisfaction, "He should be checking my location right about now," you giggled when the tiny typing bubble popped up in your texts with Grayson. It had been a few hours since you left, meaning Grayson was probably getting ready to bring you home and punish you for being bad and bratty.

"Hey, if he doesn't give you what you want, just know, I'm always up for you," Vinnie smirked, flashing his hand on your face, rings adore his fingers, as black nail polish perfectly laid on his nails.

"In your dreams Vincent," you playfully smacked his hand, knowing he was only playing around.

"You're right, you know? I liked you more when I had you to myself," he scoffed, shaking his head, taking another shot letting out a groan at the taste.

"Oh please V, I'm sure you have plenty of entertainment around," you rolled your eyes as you stared at his hands.

Oh, how you wished Grayson would accomplish your wishes of painting his nails black, but he claimed it was simply not his style. Of course, you understood, but you still wanted him to do it, it was, after all, something you found incredibly attractive.

"Not really, no one offers what I need, you know? They all like that vanilla shit, with the aftercare and soft shit,"

"But you did that with me?" you asked confused but he just shook his head.

"Because it's you. You gave me what I needed. But anyways, your boy toy is here," he spoke as he noticed Grayson walk in. An angry look on his face as he caught a glimpse of your back and Vinnie’s face.

"Ughh, finally," you scoffed as your core throbbed, your mind suddenly imaging certain scenarios on how Grayson would take you.

"What are you doing here?" You asked as soon as you felt his presence next to you, his cologne slapping you on the face.

"I came to pick you up and take you home," he said, no emotion laced with his voice, you mentally rolled your eyes.

Your hand reached up to Vincent's, intertwining your fingers with his before letting out a whine, "But we just started to have fun,"

"I don't care. We're leaving," he spoke before leaning down close to your ear, "You're gonna get it as soon as we get in the car,"

"Ughh fine. You're so boring. You should take a shot or two sometime," you dramatically sighed before letting go of Vinnie's hands and grabbing your phone and purse, "I'll see you another time V, love you, take care," you said, sending him a smirk in an angle that Grayson couldn't see.

"Love you too, don't do anything I wouldn't do," he waved you off as Grayson carefully dragged you out of the establishment. He had parked his car in an empty and abandoned parking lot, having a plan thought out for when he arrived at where you were at.

He opened the back door of his Tesla, before throwing you inside, making sure you wouldn't get hurt, but wanting the message that he was upset to get across, "You think you're funny? Acting like a whore, wearing a slutty outfit to go out with Vinnie? Teasing me all fucking month long, acting like a fucking bitch," he spoke as his fingers came in contact with your jaw, squeezing it in the most perfect way.

Never in his life did Grayson think he would call a woman a whore. But when you came along, you brought a Pandora's box with you. He wasn't sure degrading a female would get him laid, but you introduced it to him, at first it was weird, but he took a liking to it, only with you.

"I didn't do anything," you pouted against his hand, making his other hand squeeze your hip.

"Did I tell you to speak?"

"You asked," you scoffed, eyes widening as a burning sensation spread over your thigh, followed by a moan.

"Open," he muttered, tightening his grip on your jaw, making you open your mouth before he leaned down, doing something you thought Grayson Dolan would never do, "Swallow," he muttered after spitting in your mouth. You did what he said, no questions asked, and no ounce of hesitation in your body, "good girl," he whispered before moving down to between your legs.

His hands explored your legs before you felt a couple of cold things making you look down to find a couple of rings on his fingers, yet no nail polish.

"You wanna behave like a whore, I'll treat you like one," he smirked at your facial expression, he was loving every single second of what was happening, "Mouth of fingers? Never mind, you don't get to choose, don't you dare make a sound," he muttered before pulling down your underwear.

Your body slightly jumped and the long-awaited feeling of his fingers. You bit your lip, feeling so touched that just the slightest feeling of his two fingers spreading your arousal around, "Look at you, so desperate, and wet. It's pathetic," he chuckled making you shake your head before throwing it back as he slowly slipped a finger in, just one, feeling satisfied as you spread your legs and threw your head back, he added another one, and you felt out a whine, earning a thigh smack from him, "I said no sounds,"

He dipped his head down, just feeling the presence of his mouth near you pussy was enough to make you bite your lip, and hold back a moan as he pressed soft kissed on the inside of your legs, fingers wholly moving in and out of you, until he finally placed a soft kiss on your clit, and started moving his fingers faster.

You quickly moved your hand up to your lips, muffling any sound and moan that slipped out. The feeling of euphoria and ecstasy spread quickly over your body, and a knot started forming on your lower stomach at how good Grayson was eating you out and finger fucking you.

"Gray, Grays please," you started chanting his name, not being able to hold it back any longer, the amount of pressure building up was much more than what you could handle.

"You wanna cum for me Angel, Wanna be a good girl for daddy?" He teasingly asked, his fingers moving at a pace that you thought was impossible.

"Mhm, I do please. I'll be a good girl I promise,"

"Let it go, cum for me," as soon as the words slipped out, there was no holding back, your eyes rolled to the back of your head, as you let a pornographic like moan, squirting all over his face and making a mess in the back seat of his car, your vision had truly gone white, never feeling something as strong before, not that you minded, you loved every single second.

"Oh my God," was the only thing you managed to breathe out, finally opening your eyes after a few seconds, Grayson was above you, his white shirt having some wet patches, showing how good he truly made you feel.

"I don't think you should be saying his name right now," he smirked as you shook your head, "Not after this mess you made in my car, at least,"

"I know a perfect way to make up, but you know, it's still November so," you smirked, looking at your watch, the time being 11:51, he had nine more minutes.

"Really? How so?" He teased, picking you up as he sat down, placing you bare half on his black dress pants.

"To make you feel really fucking good, right here. In this car, and you can do anything you want to me," you smirked, palming him through his pants, his bulge was apparent, but you were running out of time. 11:55

"But it's only valid for today," you added, unblocking his belt before lifting yourself up to pull his pants down, You spit on your hand before moving it, just to make him harder and work him up a bit more.

"But you have to say yes,"

11:59

"Fuck just do it," he groaned before placing his hands on your hips, making sure to align himself before slamming you down on his dick.

12:00

"Look at you, couldn't even wait one more minute," you struggle to say as he bounced you up and down on his dick, loud groaning falling past his lips at how good you felt around him.

"Shut up,"

Please I am so sorry!!! This is so bad and gross, and I got carried away...I also wrote this in like an hour!! But I said I would do it so here we are!! Anyways yeah, if you made it here because you read it I love you!! And big thanks to @blazedgraysons for helping me and motivating me to write it, I love you bitch!!! 

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Kind Stranger|GBD|Part 8

Parts 1-7 warning: fluffy and angsty

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“Princess?” Grayson’s fingers stroked the inside of her thigh, his eyes transitioning between looking at the shapes her lamp made on the ceiling and the shadows in her eyes.

Kate shook her head softly, “No, too….prim” She nearly sneered out the last word. She followed Grayson’s gaze to the shapes on her ceiling. She looked down at him, wondering how his eyelashes could be both so long and so soft. “Sugar?” she proposed in a curious tone. Grayson let out a breathy chuckle while he shook his head, “No way, too……old school?” He leaned toward her and gave her a gentle kiss. He raised an eyebrow, “Sugar lips?” Kate let out a loud laugh, her face nearly bursting with whimsy “No. No. No. Not at all….never.” Grayson smirked and laid back with his head in his hands. Kate took the opportunity to curl up on his side and nuzzle her head against his shoulder. Somewhere on the floor, her comforter laid strewn across the floor. Grayson looked down at her, taking note of the many, ethereal wisps of dark hair that surrounded her face. “Well then what? I have to call you something—” Kate was about to make another suggestion for a pet name when Grayson continued, “—or else I would have to call you by your name, Kathleen.” 

Kate’s jaw dropped softly while she looked at him with wide eyes. For a moment, she thought he was serious before noticing the impish look in his eye. She swallowed and brought her head from where it laid on him. “Fine. Do it,” she crossed her arms from where she laid, “Go for it, Bailey”. She smiled in accomplishment when his face washed in white.

Grayson’s mouth fell into a straight-line. He breathed in through his nose slowly, causing a tinge of pain in his septum. “Okay look,” Grayson started, trying hard to ignore the sweet giggle escaping Kate’s lips, “I won’t use the K-word if you don’t use the B-word.” his tone raised slightly, “But we need to pick something. You’re my baby, I need to call you something—” a smile appeared on Kate’s face as her eyes brightened “—but you don’t like ‘baby’”. Kate laughed and crawled onto his bare chest, while she wore his shirt. She thumbed his jawline, whimsically memorizing his facial features. His body felt warm from underneath her. “It’s not that I don’t like it,” she cautioned, “It’s just…overdone.” She winked softly and suppressed a giggle when he rolled his eyes. Grayson’s right hand rested on the small of her back, drawing small circles with his fingertips. “My mom calls you ‘little beach girl’ when I talk to her.” Grayson was quickly running out of ideas and options, but his heart craned when Kate’s face popped up from its place on his chest. Maybe he had gotten it? Kate tried to contain her excitement, but her heart pumped with more fervor in that moment. Her voice came out of her mouth, soft and shaky “Your mom?” Her eyes glowed while she bit her lip softly. Grayson’s cheeks flushed a shade of light pink. He shrugged softly, trying to find words. “Yeah, she’s known for a while.” Grayson let out a nervous laugh before his heart soared as he noticed the wide grin across Kate’s face. “Really? What’s her name?” Kate started, her excited words blending into each other, “Does she like me? Or us?”  She sank her front teeth into her bottom lip to prevent more questions from spilling out, afraid of bombarding Grayson with too many.

“Lisa. And yeah,” Grayson weighed his next words, “She’s happy that I’m happy.” He placed a quick kiss on her forward. “She likes that you’re from Philly, thinks it’ll give me more reasons to visit the East Coast.” Kate leaned forward and placed a kiss on Grayson’s lips. They stopped there for a moment, his hand gripping the small of her back, while she cupped his face in her hands. They pulled back softly, drinking in each other’s presence. Kate broken their silence, “I wonder what my mom will call you.” She winked playfully as Grayson’s heart sank. She began to trace patterns into Grayson’s collarbone and mused, “Jersey boy? Vegan boy? Youtube boy? I’ll probably call her this weekend to tell her about us” Grayson gulped down hard, a drop of sweat sliding on his brow. He didn’t want to say it. He definitely did not want to say it. He wanted to keep laying there, holding her while she wore his shirt and listening to her sweet voice. The hand on the small of her back stopped moving, dropping heavy on her. “Uh could you wait on that?” He shut his eyelids and drew in a breath, not wanting to see the reaction waiting for him. He opened his eyes and hated it. He hated to see her eyes turn downward, brows furrow, and a confused look run across her face. “What do you mean?” She sounded so innocent and well-intention. Grayson wanted to curl up in a ball and escape the world. Grayson’s mind and eyes disagreed: one wanted to give all of his attention on the beautiful girl with kind eyes and soft hair laying on his chest while the other warned about the threat of his relationship being leaked and the idea that the mother of the woman he….cared about would see him making a fool of himself on the internet. His head was clouded by thoughts of him doing ridiculous things on the internet. That can’t be his first impression…

“Maybe it’s not the best idea to tell her so soon,” Grayson’s face writhed in pain. His blood throbbed in his forehead. He stared at one of the shadows on the ceiling, intently and with laser focus. He swallowed again and tepidly lowered his eyes to meet hers.

Kate tilted her head to the side and narrowed her eyes at Grayson. She bit her lip and darted her eyes from Grayson’s gaze to the wall and back to Grayson. She moved her shoulders back softly and gulped before uttering, “Well if it’s okay for your mom to know, why is it not okay for mine?” Grayson’s face went hot as his mouth dried. His tongue nearly glued itself to the roof of his mouth with bashfulness. His tongue was heavy as it hit the bottom of his mouth, he started speaking with a blank mind, “It’s like I mentioned a few days ago. With my career and all…I have to worry about stuff getting out about me..and us.”

Kate’s brow furrowed even more; her eyes narrowed as she pulled her head back. The hand that used to cup one side of Grayson’s face found a new home on the pillow beside his face. She pulled herself up to see him better, “You think my mom would leak stuff about us?” Kate tried to let go of the accusatory tone in her voice, but it grew more prominent with each word, “Who would she even leak us to? The press? Do you think my mom knows the press?” She tried to insert a short laugh to ease the harshness out of her voice, but it only sounded more hostile.

“It’s not like that,” Grayson started while running a hand through his hair. He grabbed at his own hair and closed his eyes. Well it’s kind of like that. “I just have to be careful, especially with things that are special to me.” Because my platform puts the things I hold close at risk. And I hold you really close, but you don’t have a platform and I don’t know how you can understand that.

Grayson’s eyes went wide when Kate moved from his chest. She sat cross legged in the empty space of her bed, her scarred leg resting on the stronger one. She toyed with her fingers, nibbling at her bottom lip. Grayson sat up, his right hand passionately missing the feeling of her back. Kate ran her fingers together and took in an audible breath. “So what you’re telling me is—” Kate cocked her head to the side and squinted at him, “---that you---” she pointed to Grayson , “—can tell your mom all about me—” her voice quivered before she pointed to herself, “—but I can’t say a word about you to mine.” Grayson gulped hard, feeling his palms become clammy. His heart sank into his stomach when Kate finished, “And. You think…that’s fair?” Her voice picked up at the end, washing Grayson in shame and disappointment. “You have to try to understand,” Grayson breathed heavily. When his chest fell as he exhaled, his heart moved even deeper into his stomach. His eyes went a little glossy, struggling to find words. His tongue felt like a cement block inside of his mouth. “This isn’t me. It’s the life I live.” He sounded pretentious. He sounded so fucking pretentious. He sounded like every other LA douchebag within a 20-mile radius. He sounded like an idiot. Grayson’s heart wanted to beat the living shit out of both his brain and his tongue.

Kate stood up, not making a sound. She sucked in a breath that Grayson heard as the loudest sound in the room. Revealing a lacy bralette, she took off his sweatshirt and placed it on the bed, “Take this” her voice was low. “Kate—” Grayson started but she shook her head. She held up a hand in his direction, “I don’t want to do this right now. “ Her shoulders squared off and she bit her lip while staring at the floor. Grayson’s shirt sat on the bed, a physical indicator of this stagnant moment. “Am I actually important to you?” Kate’s voice rang in Grayson’s ears. He sat and stared at her, mouth slightly agape. How could she think that? She was the first thing in his head when he woke up, and the last thing he thought about before going to bed. Since they met, he had been walking on clouds with her in his heart. Kate’s brows raised and she crossed her arms, waiting for Grayson to quit his inner monologue and answer her. “You are! Of course you are! I really care about you” Why did this sound so insincere and cliché ? Grayson groaned softly, and shook his head “What makes you think that you’re not?”

“I feel..—” Kate bit her lip, feeling a small piece of skin tear off between her teeth. Inside of her crossed arms, her fists balled. “I feel like there is a double standard here.” She bounced on her good leg, impatient with her feelings that were refusing to come out, “There is a set of rules for you and a set of rules for me…and they’re not the same Gray.” Her voice cracked and the words whimpered out. Her big brown eyes went glossy, her lip quivering slightly.

A shiver ran down Grayson’s spine. His heart felt like it was hanging itself from inside of his stomach. He hated this moment. He hated himself in this moment. He ran a hand through his hair and stood up. He had the intention to bring her into his arms, but felt an invisible knife run through him when she stepped away from him. “I’m only really asking for one thing…and that’s just a little bit more privacy…. then you might be used to..”

Grayson’s chest went tight. Kate stared at the ground; gaze locked on her fluffy rug. She heaved in a breath, Grayson’s heart shattered when he notice a few, transparent droplets floating down her cheeks. “Kate..” Grayson stepped forward again, trying to embrace her but she stepped back even further and started shaking her head furiously. She heaved in a few heavy breaths, and did not look up to meet his eyes, “Privacy? Like you know anything about privacy Grayson? You’re entire life is online. You realize, that right? That there are people on the internet who wonder how you have sex? Who wonder about what you do when you’re alone? Who think they know you because you let the entire world in on so much?” She started to ball, her words barely making it through her sobs “You make so much public. You make your milestones public. You make your friends public. You make your emotions public….” Her voice came out as just above a whisper, “but I’m not public.” Grayson wanted to grab her. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to apologize. For what? He wasn’t sure but she was crying, and he needed to make it stop. He didn’t like seeing anyone upset, much less Kate. Her life was already hard enough—she was trying to save the planet, she was disabled, and she was living in LA without anyone else there with her. And Grayson gave her another stress, another reason to worry. He wanted to beat himself up for making her cry. Every muscle in his body ached in an emotional distress that locked his lips together. Not minding his inner dilemmas, Kate continued. “What is it huh? Is it because I’m not an LA kind of girl? I’m not an ‘influencer’s girlfriend’” she used air quotes. “I feel like you’re hiding me Grayson. I feel like I’m this secret, like you’re ashamed of me and I can’t figure out why.....are you hiding me?” Her tears rolled off her cheeks and dived into the air. Grayson’s eyes wanted to crawl out of his skull and never see this scene again. Her dainty frame looked crooked and dismayed, like a broken porcelain doll. Her eyes were glossy and wet, with heavy tears hanging onto the edges of her eye lashes. Grayson gulped, feeling a quiver of sadness fill his throat “I’m not, I’m really not. I don’t want to live this way. But it’s the life I live. And-and I’m sorry if it’s confusing because I get that this is new. B-but I do want you in my life.” Kate shook her head, his words making her feel dizzy and senseless. “I don’t want to do this,” she said it more to herself than to Grayson. “Maybe you should go home now Gray.” “No, you’re not okay—” She shook her head, stopping him from continuing, “No really Gray, I want to be alone right now. I can’t…I can’t do this right now.” “Talk to me, I’ll answer whateve---”

“No Grayson.” Her tone firmer, “I’m not doing this. I don’t even know what to do”

 “We can---” “JUST LEAVE GRAYSON!”

[angeldolanx]

Chapter 22. /- get a new tattoo/

06.01.'20

In the morning I wasn't even surprised how hot I was again. The blanket was on me and basically Grayson laid half on me as well. I smiled slightly when I lifted my head and saw how he laid on his stomach and his left hand and half of his body covered me. It's always made my heart flutter when I thought about that he wanted to be close to me when he was asleep and wasn't aware of what he is doing. We always fell asleep close to each other, sometimes we cuddle but no matter what I always wake up tightly in his arms, or me pressed under him while he holds me close.  And what's surprising is how much I love sleeping with him. When I was alone I always said how much I love sleeping alone, my whole bed is mine etcetera, but it's so different when someone who means so much is there with you. You can hear his steady breathing and you can tell how much he loves to be close to you too.

Sometimes I think I am just the one who loves to be in his arms and basically I am fangirling over him, but then he does something or looks at me in a certain way that shows me that I am just overthinking and should show him my feelings. Basically he is the one who teaches me to feel and to love.

After I waited for a few seconds without moving to not wake him up I lifted my head up and saw that he still slept deeply. I bit my lip as I tried to slip out under him. When he took a deep breath and moved to a different position I thought he woke up, but soon enough his breathing got steady again and I smiled how he calmly still was asleep.

In the bathroom I quickly brushed my teeth, took a shower - because our shower was last night everything, just not a proper shower - and I wrapped a towel around my body before I went out to the room, where Grayson was finally up and he lifted his head up when I opened the bathroom door.

"Good morning" I smiled and sat down on the side of the bed to lean in for a kiss.

" It would have been better if you would still in bed with me" he said in a grumpy voice that made me giggle. His hair was messy, voice was deep, looked super hot and it was funny how it mixed with the cute grumpy comment.

"I always wake up before you" I shrugged my shoulders and went to my beg, picked up my makeup bag and placed it in front of the mirror. " Look at me " I turned to his direction. "First these." I pointed to my hickey covered neck "..or these" I turned to the side to show him the purple and green spots where he held my thighs last night. He frowned his brows for a moment as his gaze moved all over my body and probably remembered how I got these, and a light smirk spread on his face.

"Come here" he reached for my arm. As I walked closer to the bed as soon as my hands were in his, he pulled me in to the bed. Since I was on him he moved to the side and now he was on top of me. First he just looked into my eyes with a cute smile, but then he got serious when he looked down to my neck and brushed his hands on my thighs." I am sorry " he mumbled to my neck and placed soft kisses on my skin.

"Babe I didn't even noticed them before I looked into the mirror. I was joking" I said while I brushed my hand through his soft hair a cressed his nape with the other. I didn't wanted to make him feel bed, especially when I looked back and remembered how good he made me feel when he gave me these. The whole day was yesterday steamy but still dreamlike.

"You are so beautiful" he said quietly, after he lifted his head and looked at me for a few seconds. I just bit my lip and turned my head to the side to avoid the eye contact. I hated when he made me blush. "And you still can't handle compliments " he laughed. That was true. I just blush and then I got annoyed because I hate the feeling of it and in the end I always just laugh or try to escape from the situation.

"Can I go now?" I asked when he placed his head on my chest and got comfortable again. His response was just a quiet humming, but he still didn't move to anywhere and it made me laugh again. In the meantime I felt how the towel is only inches away to slip down so it was a another reason for me to wake up. I tried to move around under him and tried to grab the towel on my chest to stop it from sliding down.

" I don't mind if it's gone" he grinned and moved his hands under the towel and moved them up and down on my naked body under it.

"Gray, let me go" I giggled and tried to push him down from me, but it wasn't a surprise that I couldn't move his large and heavy body.

Finally after a few moments of pleading and a long kiss later he let me wake up from the bed. I went to the mirror, while he went to the bathroom. My hair looked awful after the ocean swimming and that shower at night, so lack of better I tried to  do two french braid. The end result was everything, just not perfect but I felt like it still looked better, then before when it was all frizzy and bad.

When Grayson came out from the bathroom he got my attention in the mirror's reflection. The towel was super low on his waist, his skin was glowy and still a bit wet from the shower and I didn’t even wanna talk about the muscular smell that he brought with himself. I really tried to concentrate on my brows, that I tried to do but I kept looked to his direction where he started to dress up.

"Like what you see?" he said suddenly. I bit my lip as I tried to hide my cheeky smile for getting caught, while he turned to my direction to buckle his belt.

"I don't know what you are talking about" I rolled my eyes that made him laugh.

"Agh, just admit that you are into me" he shook his head.

"I would never do that" I giggled and continued my make up to show him even more that I am not even interested in what he is saying. I just smiled when I saw the corner of my eye that he is a little bit annoyed for not getting the answer what he wanted. He knew how much impact he has on me, but he knows too that talk about these stuff and about my feelings out loud is hard for me. I feel more safe if there are things that I am the only one who knows, and I really need to trust someone to open up and change these things.

After I finished my make up I went to the bathroom. I picked up a high waisted ripped jean shorts with a white ribbed top and my leather jacket. We put our stuff together in the room, gave back the keys and was on our way to the bike in the parking lot.

"Hey" I poked his waist when he slapped my bum as I walked in front of him, and he just grinned on my giggle and placed a long kiss on my lips. I am kind of used to the fact that his hands somehow always ended up on my ass, but for real I liked it. I mean they belonged there, don't they?

Less than half an hour later we ended up in a typical american diner place to have some breakfast. It was a nice and quite place, only two table was reserved besides ours. It was a relief compared to most diners in Los Angeles, that were always busy.

While I ate my breakfast I wasn't even surprised when my thoughts were all over the place again as my gaze moved around on Grayson in front of me. I remembered that I saw this white tight shirt on him when I first met him in the salon. Goosebumps run over my spine when I thought back to how much I desired his touches even then and how much I got what I wanted for example yesterday. I needed to close my thighs together under the table, I hated how much impact he still has on me, It's enough to look at him and my body is reacting immediately.

" I love this shirt on you " he said. As I looked into his eyes I saw how his eyes moved down to my boobs for a moment, before he looked up again and a light smile spread on his face.

"You are so annoying" I rolled my eyes and put my hands in front of them.

"You don't wear a bra next to me and it's drives me fcking crazy" he whispered, so no one around us could hear it. His words made me giggle and of course deep down I liked his words. I would never rock a no bra look, if he wouldn't be next to me to be honest.

"I want a new tattoo" I diverted the topic. I thought about this in the past few days now, I just never mentioned it for anyone yet.

"What? Where?" he asked and took another bite from his pancakes.

"I have an idea, but I am not sure yet" I smiled. " I want something that reminds me of LA."

To be honest I already knew what I wanted, I was just afraid of telling him. It's something that reminds me of this trip and LA, yeah, but there is something else behind it too..or someone else, and it is him.  I know a tattoo is something that's gonna be there forever, but I knew I wanna remember these months no matter what happens in the future. It teached me so much about myself and my feelings, I felt like I am a complete new person. And of course I wanted it because I knew I sound crazy and maybe I shouldn't doing it. I am a mess.

From the diner we ended up going to Daniel's salon instead of home. Since I said out loud the tattoo, I wanted it even more and I got all excited for it. At this point Grayson is probably used to my spontaneous crazy ideas, but he never said no yet so he probably enjoyed it.

"Come on, tell me what you want" asked Grayson for the 10th times after we parked the bike in front of the tattoo salon. Since our breakfast all he talked about was my tattoo and to figure out what was my plan, but I just laughed at him and kept it as a secret.

"You will see" I replied and placed a kiss on his grumpy face before we entered to the shop.

I already called Dan and since he had time to do a quick little tattoo for me,he welcomed us with a big smile on his face.

"Hey, what's up? What's the plan?" asked Daniel after he gave me a hug and a high five to Gray.

"She wants a tattoo, but she doesn't tell me what" said Grayson with a big sigh that made me and Dan laugh out loud too.

"At this point I'm not telling him on purpose" I shook my head. Grayson just rolled his eyes on my words and sat down to one of the beds, while I went with Daniel to the table to explain him what I wanted.

Grayson stood curiously next to the bed after I laid down. I saw how his jaw clenched as I turned to my side and pushed up my shirt. I really tried to do it in a way to not show anything, but I had to push it really far up, so Daniel had the place under my boob to the tattoo. I wanted it to be under my left boob, in a place where even if I have a bra on the tattoo still shows. I could tell that my actions made Grayson even more grumpyer then he was before. He was so jealous.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and watched Daniel sitting down next to me to the chair and placing the sample on my skin. I bit my lip while I watched Grayson's reaction, when Daniel lifted the sample and Grayson saw what he planned on tattooing on me.  ANGEL. He frowned his brows after he stared for a few seconds to the tattoo, then looked up to my eyes. I sent him a light smile, that made him smile too, but I knew he was still super surprised.

"Are you two still "just friends", like you said in San Francisco?" asked Daniel, while he picked up the tattooing machine and placed it on my skin.

"A few things changed since then" replied Gray and I could tell that he was deep in his thoughts. The tattooing wond's feeling was a little uncomfortable on my skin, but it wasn't too bad. I already knew what it feels like. " How much time do you have after this?" he  asked Daniel. I thought maybe he wanna invite him for a cafe or something to talk. " I want a new tattoo too" he added and now I was the one who was surprised.

"What?" I asked.

" You will see" he said like me in the past few hours and now I really knew what it is to be grumpy and annoyed by this answer. " Is it hurts?" he placed his hand on my thigh and looked up to my eye from the machine.

" It's alright" I shook my head,but honestly felt nice. He always knew how to say something that has the biggest impact on me.

Since my tattoo was pretty small and easy, a few minutes later I was in front of the mirror to see my tattoo. I really loved how it looked on my skin and my stomach flipped when I thought about the meanings behind it.

"Let me see" I stepped between the boys where Daniel draw on the table and Grayson watched his movements. I thought he is not as evil as me and let me check the paper after he placed his hand around my waist. On the paper there were angel wings and my heart started to race in my chest. "Why angel wings?" I looked up to his eyes, and he just laughed and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Now you gonna be there with me always, angel " he mumbled to my ear. I bit my lip, my whole body was covered in goosebumps and I didn't even knew how to react. I ended up hugging his upper body till Daniel finished the draw on the paper.

"See I already said in the trip that it's more, but you acted like a crazy chick for even saying it "shook his head Dan. "And now you doing a tattoo with him."

"It's..complicated" I replied with a smile. It really was to be honest.

While Daniel started to work on the tattoo on Grayson's thighs my eyes moved around on his other tattoos on his thighs. I loved his tattoos, all of them was unique and fit him. I always find it cute how he is not brave enough to do a upper body tattoo and all of them are on his legs. The small angel wings almost got lost next to the other tattoos, but it was big enough to catch the attention and it was really weird to know that from now on it's gonna be there forever and every time he's gonna look at it, he is gonna think of me and this crazy weekend.

A few hours later I laid on Grayson's bed.  The white top rode up on me because of my position and exposed my tattoo under my boob. I saw how Grayson's eyes moved there, and he ended up moving on top of me. I laid down my back on the bed with a light smile, and that smile just grew even bigger when he placed a really soft and gentle kiss on the sensitive skin. I got goosebumps from his touches and kisses, and even because of his gaze that was so strong when he looked up into my eyes.

"You know I love this tat right?" I mumbled, and his eyes moved to the tattoo again. " Love seeing you getting goosebumps because of me. You are my girl."

The air got caught in my throat for a moment when I heard his words. Am I really? In the first place my answer would be no. I am my own and I don't wanna be anyone else's. But in this situation everything was so intimate and their words sounded so nice. I let my bed thoughts to fade away and smiled at him after he looked up again to my eyes a few silent seconds later. He moved upper and I giggled as he hid his face in my neck and his hands moved between my body and the bed so he could hug me and hold me tight to his body. When he moved his head and looked deep into my eyes again in silence I started to blush and wanted to ask him what is in his mind, but he was faster and he said them out loud.

"I love you" he whispered. My lips parted from being so surprised and my whole body tensed up. I remembered back to my last night thoughts when exactly that was in my mind too and how much I was scared from it. I opened my mouth to say something, but he shook his head to show that he wanna say something else. "You just mean so much to me.." he started. "..I know I never said this earlier but I was afraid that you gonna toss me away or you don't feel the same way."

I really tried to handle this situation well but my thoughts were so messy and foggy. He scared me and made me happy at the same time. My thoughts raced in my head, while he just stared deep into my eyes and tried to understand me. It was hard for me, but I know I would never wanna hurt him. Don't wanna hurt him with the lie or with the truth. He meant so much to me, but I always was a cold girl who struggles to open up.

"You mean so much to me too" I said with a big sigh. He frowned his eyebrows and I got disappointed, when he moved to the side from me. For showing that I don't wanna say anything bed I moved closer to him, placed my hand on his face  to make him look into my eyes. I know he is afraid from me saying it's not something I feel. He knew me, he knew that it is a really big work to melt me but he was on the right way for sure. "A few years ago I've had a vow for myself. In that time I kinda started to lose hope in love and I wasn't even interested anymore that much, but I was still so disappointed. I felt like everyone finds someone, while I am not able to do it and not able to like a guy enough to start a relationship or have deep feelings. And since I was afraid, angry and disappointed at the same time I've had a thought that I don't even wanna say it to anyone, only for the men at the altar for the first time in my life next to the I do" I said and it's kinda sounded stupid saying it out loud. " But I really wanna say it in this moment, and I already wanted yesterday night too but I was afraid" I bit my lip and saw how a light smile spread on Grayson's face.

"You are so special. I don't want you to say it just so I can feel better. I can wait till our wedding" he smiled, and a light giggle escaped from my mouth. " But you need to know that if I am there, there is no need to be afraid of anything. I thought you already know that you can open up to me about anythi.."

" I love you" I said it suddenly cutting him of. There was still a huge smile on my face, that got just even wider when I saw that sparkle in his eyes and he pulled me to his arms. " I love you so much" I mumbled to his chest. " But it's still different in hungarian."

"How is it sounds in hungarian? Now you need to say it too" he whispered to my lips, and gave a small kiss before I could responde.

"Szeretlek" I said. It almost felt like my body is shaking a bit, the word sounded so foreign from my lips, and meant even more to me then saying it in english. That was the real world that I was afraid of, but now I can't take it back and it genuinely felt nice to say it out loud to him.

" I love you too" he responded in his own language. I felt like no one ever knew me as much as him.

- get a new tattoo √

[bbtmdeluxe]

no one cares, but just FYI I’m posting chapter 2 of made for you tomorrow 👀 

[quinneleanor]

I’ll always remember this picture-it was the original cover I had for ITSOTH. Found it again today. Brings back memories. 

[lmxodolxn-blog]

Disorders- E.D & G.D - •Chapter 3• (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/0IowqDKVLZ 17-year-old Avalina Romano has been dealing with mental illnesses her whole life until 2 certain boys turned her whole world upside down and made her feel things other than numb and these boys are none other than Ethan Dolan, also her brothers best friend and Grayson Dolan. there will be heartache but in the end, Who will she pick?

[baileydolxxn]

Everything happens for a reason || G.D (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/FkBlAoKrVV what happens when Jasmine mom and dad divorced? At age 17 Jasmine Mason mom and dad divorced and she moves to California with her mom and her moms new boyfriend. At her first day at school she meets and mysterious boy, how will turn out... I mean everything does happen for a reason.

[dxlansfxck]

Summary: Grayson just finished his speaker table and all you could think of was him fucking you right into it. But he wanted to share it with the world first, so you head over to Ethan for your annual movie night. But as soon as Grayson finds out about a specific Snap, the tables turned.

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“Ethan, Y/N! C’mon, you can look now, it’s finished!”, Graysons deep voice was heard from outside, he kept you waiting long enough for it, hasn’t even allowed Ethan to take a look at his new table he built on his own. Ethan just rolled his eyes at his excited brother.  “I’m glad this is over, I thought I had to live with Bob the Builder for forever”, he giggled before standing up. “Now c’mon, don’t let the constructor himself wait.” You kept laughing until you’ve reached your boyfriend which stood proudly in front of a pretty nice table. “Look! I did this myself! I fucking built something with my own hands!” Grayson squeals while jumping up and down. “Babe, take a pic, please. I want to share this awesome piece of furniture. No, I don’t want to, I need to share it!”

He starts to pose like he hasn’t done anything different in his life and you can’t help but admire his features, his broad shoulders and chest, the fucking veins on his arms that made you week by just looking at them, his serious face that you just want to sit on and the thick thighs you love to ride. 

“And done.” You smile while showing him the pictures and help him decide which one to choose for his Instagram. “Oh, wait! Wait! I need to make a Snapchat tour on this, I want everyone to really see it, y’know?” Grayson fishes his phone out of his pants and opens the App, while you and Ethan get out of the room again, kind of annoyed by his behavior.

“He’s just happy, Y/N. Don’t be mad, he’ll show it to you after his community. You know how he is, fans come first”, he sighs, but not as annoyed as you thought he would be. “I know, I just… y’know, I got kinda… aroused when I saw him besides this table”, your cheeks flushed while your eyes scanned the floor to avoid any eye contact with your best friend. Ethan just laughs it off. “You got what? I mean, I built my own wardrobe, does this make me attractive too?” You just rolled your eyes. “E, the wardrobe was from IKEA and had literally ten pieces to screw together. But Gray, he took so much effort in his hands to get all the pieces and…”,”Ew, Y/N stop dripping on the couch. Calm down, Bob the Builder can still fuck you later on. Play one of your games, let him wait and tease him. He’ll be pinning you into your mattress in no matter of time. Now c’mon, put on some nice underwear and we’ll start movie night a bit earlier today!”

You did as he told you, took a shower, even shaved your legs and private parts, put on your best smelling lotion, your favorite pair of mint green lingerie and a pair of cheeky pajamas over it before braiding your hair into two thick braids. You didn’t apply make-up, of course not. It was your house as well, you’ve known the boys over ten years and even before starting to wear make-up at all.

“E, I’m ready! Put Moana on, I’ll prepare the snacks!” You walked in front of Grayson’s and your room, still hearing him rambling about his table. “An then I ordered this piece of wood, but I had to cut it down to the right size and..” You just shook your head before heading down to the kitchen, preparing popcorn and some apples with peanut butter for the health addict Ethan. For yourself, you popped some cookies in the microwave to get them extra soft and the chocolate to melt. “What do you want to drink? Water or anything else?” “Uh, I guess I’ll have some La Croix, do we have any left?” You rolled your eyes, but packed 3 cans of the soda underneath your arms, before trying to grab all the snacks without having to walk twice.

“Okay, here I am, let’s start the legendary Dolan & Y/L/N Disney Movie night!”, you popped down next to Ethan, handing him the La Croix before stretching your legs out on his lap. Soon, the wonderful soundtrack to your favorite movie fills your eyes and when you started your solo on ‘How far I’ll go’, Grayson was still in his room. Even after meeting Maui, Gray wasn’t there. The movie came to an end – of course you cried, like you always did, and Ethan had to comfort you with some cuddles – and you decided to put on the next one. This time, Ethan chose his favorite one, The Jungle Book. Your cookies and the popcorn were long gone, even your water bottle was empty to this point. “E, your turn to get new ones”, you softly kicked him in the stomach while trying to get him grab new snacks. “I can’t watch a movie without snacks, y’know that, bub.” You tried your best to pout, but he just laughed. “Fine, fine. But please don’t do this ever again, you look so funny.”

While Ethan prepared whatever kind of snacks he thought were healthy enough for a movie night, you laid down onto your stomach to check Grayson’s Snapchat. You clicked through his ‘tour’, not really watching any of it since you wanted to see it in real life first. Then, an Instagram notification popped up which made you click on it. ‘graysondolan just went live!’

“… and when I built it, I got to be honest, it kind of hurt my hands. I think I’ll have blisters by tomorrow, but it was so worth it. You should check out my Snapchat for a perfect tour of it. Well, I chose this brown toned wood because I thought it would perfectly match the speakers and I just put some vinyls on top, I know I don’t have enough to fill it all up yet, but…”, you sighed and closed the app as soon as Ethan came back. He started the movie and you kept cuddling into him, letting him scratch your back and massage your scalp. “Imma take a snap of this, maybe he’ll see what he’s missing.” You quickly shot a picture of the TV with the snacks and your tangled legs before captioning it ‘Dolan & Y/L/N Disney time with my best friend!’.

You watched the movie in complete silence, munching on the snacks and trying to forget about your boyfriend upstairs. As soon as the movie comes to an end, you stand up, even angrier than before, and start to clean up the mess you both made. “Alright, E, it’s enough. I don’t want to wait 4 hours for him to get ready. What the hell is he doing up there, masturbating to his fucking table? I can’t believe it. I can’t remember the last time I was so angry at him.” You stomped your feet on the ground, trying not to cry out in frustration. Ethan eyes you silently. “Calm down, Y/N. You’re just horny. I mean, I can totally understand you, even I am kinda pissed, ‘cause I haven’t seen the table yet as well.” He scratches the back of his head, not quite sure what to say, as he eyes your entire body. You wore one of Grayson’s shirts, of course, but had it tied in a knot just above your belly button. Your pants were those kinds of velvety shorts you could find all over the stores, that made your butt look really nice.

Even though he knew you were Grayson’s and he would never make a move on you, you were his best friend for gods sake, but you looked gorgeous and his brother seemed to miss a big thing.

“Let’s make him jealous”, you suggest, starring Ethan dead in the eye. “I already tried to with the snap, but he hasn’t even seen it by now. Maybe if you post one, your fans will show it to Gray and…” ”Y/N, do you listen to what you’re saying? He’s my brother and you’re my best friend. I don’t want to be the reason for a big fight, y’know. I don’t think we should do that. I mean, how the fuck could we make him jealous? I will never kiss you. Not that I wouldn’t like to, but y’know.” He laughed slightly uncomfortable, scratching the back of his head while looking at you. “You could massage my back like you often do, but this time film it and post it on your story. Maybe we’ll scrunch my shirt up so they can get a glimpse of my bra, Ethan, I don’t even know, I have never done something like this. But he pisses me off so much.” “Okay, fine. Just this time, okay? I don’t want anybody to think I’m the one that steals his twin’s girlfriend. Let’s get upstairs and lay down on my bead, I’ll get some stuff for movie number 3.” Of course, you were kinda surprised by his answer but started to run upstairs to switch into a cuter top that fit your shorts, it was a dark blue halter top, made from this velvety fabric and made your boobs look bigger than they usually were, caused by the push up bra you still wore underneath. One last check on your phone still showed that Gray was live on Instagram, huffing you closed the app and went straight to Ethan’s room. He put on the dark red color of his bed light, lit some candles and laid out some chocolate on the bed. “Lay down there, at least I want to look romantic.” He suggested while opening Titanic on Netflix. You were still nervous, haven’t done anything like that with Ethan, but you weren’t uncomfortable with him. You laid down on your stomach between the chocolate and huffed at the feeling of your boobs being squeezed on the matrass. “Hurry, E. This is not comfy at all.” You pushed your top upwards, revealing your back completely until the beginning of your bra. Ethan started to play the movie, sat down on your butt and started to actually massage you. “Relax, Y/N. I won’t fake something like this, if I’m doing it, I’m doing it right”, his warm hands massage something onto your back that smelled beautifully like roses. “Mhh, E, why are you good at this? What have I missed?”, you closed your eyes in satisfaction, trying not to moan out his name. It was difficult to not show any reactions, while those large hands kneaded your back. “I don’t know, maybe because Gray gets injured so much after lifting weights and before he had you, I had to massage his sore muscles”, he smirked as he pressed down onto a point between your shoulder blades. “Oh fuck, Ethan!”, you screamed out, instantly feeling the pain as he pressed onto your muscles. He laughed it off, trying to soothe the muscle while still rubbing gently over it. “Let loose, babygirl”, he mumbled but seemed to regret it directly. You almost moaned again at the nickname that Grayson usually gives you while pounding into you. “I.. Uh.. I mean…”, Ethan stumbles, trying to get off of you. “It’s okay, E. Don’t worry, I guess. Let’s just take the picture so we can lay down and cuddle, yeah?” He nodded, quickly grabbed his phone and filmed a short section of his left hand still massaging your back – your quiet purrs definitely noticeable. But what was most noticeable was the outline of his boner at the end of the video, that he didn’t see while posting it with a ‘wellness day with my bestie’.

Grayson on the other hand of course saw it – after he read so many massages in his live stream about it. He laughed it off in front of the camera, telling them it must be some kind of shadow, but he was fuming. Not only fuming, his body felt like he was on fire. He quickly ended the livestream, before preparing the room for whatever he’ll do to you soon. Without even trying to cool down before the confrontation, he screamed out for both of you while running over to his twin’s room. When he opened the door, he saw both of you cuddling, your head resting on Ethan’s lap, his fingers tangled into your hair and gently massaging your scalp while your nails lightly scratch the top of his thigh. What Grayson didn’t see were the tear stains on your face, the stuffed nose and the worried look on Ethan’s face as he saw his brother bursting in. Titanic was still on, but neither of you watched it really. Ethan was trying to calm you down, you were starring against the wall and Grayson just stood there and took the scene in. “What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening. Here”, he brought out, still fighting not to lose it. Your eyes wander up to meet Grayson’s beautiful face, but you didn’t want to see him. You didn’t want to feel the pain – and the thought that he chose social media over you. Sure, it was his job, but it was also just a fucking stupid table. You turned around to Ethan, your face buried in the crook of his neck, trying not to start crying again.

“Bro, you should leave her alone”, Ethan mumbles as he rubs your back, trying to comfort you. “Bullshit, that’s my girlfriend that you want to fuck! Why the fuck are you even in your bed instead of the couch in the living room? Why is she wearing THAT. Y/N you’re behaving like a slut, y’know that?” Grayson breaks out, screaming at the both of you as he takes a few large steps before standing right next to the bed. “And you call yourself a brother, wow, Ethan. Nice job. Now, let her go or I’ll get really angry. I said, let her fucking go!”, his fists clenched around nothing, he was really fighting it back, but as soon as you snuggled deeper into Ethan’s chest, silent sobs leaving your lips, he couldn’t hold it anymore. One of his fists swung right into Ethan’s face, bursting his lip and leaving 1you with a horrific scream.

“GRAYSON! What are you thinking you’re doing? You’re acting up.” Just in this moment, Ethan jumped up and directly onto his younger brother, swinging one fist after another. “She was crying because of you, dumbass. She was waiting for you, dressed up like this, but you never checked up on her! I had to calm her down for hours, I don’t want to fuck her, I want to be THERE for her, like you didn’t. She was crying because she wanted you to fuck her. Dude, you’re so stupid”, he stood up, trying to stop his lip from bleeding. Now it was your turn to stand up, grabbing Grayson by the hem of his shirt and dragging him over to your room. “You. Are. Such. A. Psychopath! I don’t know what to say, Gray. First of all, you hurt me. Psychically. Then you hit your own brother? That’s weak. And third, you were streaming for fucking 4 hours, that’s something you’ve never done. You chose them over me, while I was being all dressed up for you”, you threw your top over your head directly into his face, “I even dressed up for you, put on some nice underwear, but all you did was talking to THEM”, your shorts followed soon after. “I would never want to fuck Ethan, you know that. He wouldn’t dare to touch me. But I was about to touch myself as soon as I saw you next to this table, because you looked so fucking hot next to it. I wanted you to destroy me on it. Wanted you to cum all over it. But right now”, you shoved him down onto the sofa in front of the bed, “you’ll have to watch and wait. I’m doing what you couldn’t”, you’re walking up in front of his table, putting your favorite The 1975 vinyl on before laying down onto the bed, admiring your lingerie. You knew mint green was Grayson’s favorite color on your pale skin, he loved the lace on the thong disappearing between your peachy butt cheeks. The little bow at the hem in the back, the only thing that was seen above your ass. The bra was something different, it pushed your breasts to maximum without looking fake.

Your fingers wander on top of the cups, dipping in here and there, but never actually showing off your boobs. You looked your boyfriend dead in the eye while sucking on your thumb, teasing the skin of your stomach with the other hand. “I was so horny for you, babe. As I took those pictures of you, I wanted nothing more than your big hands around my throat and your thick thigh under my pussy. But all I have now are my tiny little fingers because you didn’t want to give me what I needed”, you pouted at him while slipping your hand into your thong, directly playing with your swollen clit. “Oh.” You closed your eyes at the feeling, sucking even harder on your thumb and rubbing fast circles in your panties. “Stop that show, Y/N”, Grayson stood up, eyeing you with dark eyes, the boner in his jeans very prominent. “No-uh, babe. Sit back down, I don’t want you right now, I can make myself feel so go-oooh”, you entered to fingers inside your aching pussy. You don’t want to tease him anymore, you just want to cum over and over again.

“There’s no way I’m just sitting here!” Grayson basically ripped your hand out of your panties, while throwing you over his shoulder. “You wanted me to fuck you on the table?” You nod without any hesitation, totally in for whatever he had up in his kinky mind. “You really want me to come all over it?” “Yes, Daddy. Want to make you feel so, so good.” He hums in agreement before playing you next to the record player, moving it aside before breaking anything. “Well, babygirl. Today’s your lucky day. I’ll come. You won’t because you behaved like a little slut and tried to make me jealous with my own twin brother. Tz, I don’t like to say it but I’m quite disappointed in you”, he shook his head as he watched you all spread out in front of him. Still wearing your lingerie, legs wide open and mouth hang open. Your face was red, still a bit stained by all of the tears you lost today, but he didn’t mind. At the end of the night, you’ll be crying and begging for more.

Grayson didn’t even bother to remove his shirt, he went straight for his belt, pulling it out of his jeans and watching you with a cocky grin before letting the leather slap against your inner thigh. “So, so disappointed”, slap after slap, thighs, stomach and even one on top of your bra. “Gray, please!” You screamed out, not quite sure whether it was because of the pain or the pleasure the pain gave you.

“Please what? Please fuck you? Please eat you out like the nice little girl you were? Do you really think I’m going to reward you? You were a whore, babe. Whores only get to pleasure whoever owns them – and we both know it’s not Ethan who owns you”, he shook his head while watching the leather prints turning darker any second. “I’m all yours, Daddy. Please, love me again! Please, please, please. I’ll be nice.” You looked at him as innocent as you could, you didn’t even want to fight for dominance, as soon as you were in the bedroom, Grayson would never let anyone be the dom.

“Would you just shut up, yeah? Use your dirty mouth to suck me off, would you? Oh, why am I even asking you”, he chuckled to himself while yanking down his pants and literally dragging you off the table. One hand around your throat, the other around your braids, he fed you his aching cock, making you gag on in several times but you had no choice – you actually loved it. Loved the tears burning in your eyes, loved the rough carpet underneath your knees and you loved the hateful gaze Grayson gave you. A grin formed on your lips as you let his dick fall out of your mouth and began spitting on it. “’m not hungry”, you brought out before the grip around your throat was actually so tight that it cut off any air. You both never went this far and it should probably scare you, but you’ve never been that wet in your life. Your juices were leaking through your thong, your scent filled the air.

Grayson held you up against the wall, your toes weren’t even touching the ground and all he touched was your fucking throat. You know you haven’t had much air left in your lungs, but you trusted Grayson. As soon as you saw his worried look for a short glimpse you just nodded it off, giving him a securing smile. He quickly pecked your lips, showing he wasn’t actually that angry and for sure didn’t hate you, before spitting directly onto your face. “You like that, slut? Do you think I’d like you to spit on my cock?” You shook your head no, not knowing what he was about to do. You got dizzy, grasping for air, as Grayson let you sink to the floor. “Now, try again. Better be good this time, princess”, he didn’t give you much time to fill your lungs up with air again, before choking you with his dick once again. You really did your best, trying to give him the best blowjob he’s ever had, but he pulled away too soon for your liking. Then, he threw you back onto the table while ending himself off, spurting his come all over you and his favorite piece of furniture. You tried to catch some of it with your tongue, but most of it landed right onto your stomach. Humming, you scooped it up with your finger before licking it clean. “So delicious, Daddy”, you smiled up at him, but his face was still not relaxed at all.

“Shut up. I don’t know what to do with you. I want to taste this delicious pussy, but I also want to fill it up and watch my cum drip out of you, what do you think?” “Mhh, both, Daddy. Need your tongue first.” Your hands cupped your still clothed tits, not sure if you were allowed to take it off yet. “Don’t want to destroy my favorite set of panties”, he said as he carefully slid it down your legs before spreading them once more. “You smell so good, so delicious, so sweet. But you weren’t a sweet girl today, princess”, he shook his head before giving your clit a single flick with his tongue. It felt like electricity jolted through your entire body, even though Grayson didn’t really do anything. He repeats the almost gentle gesture, moving his tongue back and forth, his nose almost disappearing inside your delicious folds. He loved eating you out, he ate you like it was his last meal, almost drowning in your juices, letting them soak his entire face. Once his tongue hit your desperate hole, you screamed out, ankles behind his head to press him further into you. His nose touched your clit, while his tongue was buried deep inside you, almost slurping up whatever you gave him. He quiets your next scream with his fingers, slipping two of them down your throat, chuckling at you gagging on them. You weren’t about to tell him that you were dangerously close, but of course he knew. He knew your body even better than his own, he had many years to study it and by now, he was perfect at it. All that was left of him were his fingers inside you. You mewled at him, still sucking on those long digits, trying to rub your legs together but he held your thighs wide open for him to see your pussy clenching around nothing. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth and watched you with a devilish grin, before massaging your butthole with one of them, slicking it up with your spit and juices before sliding his middle finger directly into it. “Gray!”, you moaned, closing around his finger, not being distracted by the finger in your asshole, you were both into anal, it was nothing new to you, but usually he’d prepare you to what was happening.

You were about to rub your clit again as he began to move his finger, even trying to fit another one in there as well. “Open up for me, baby”, he cooed while dragging your bra down your breasts, playing with your pierced nipples and finally the pink ring of muscles allowed him to slip is ring finger in.

You looked up at his face, not quite sure how god could ever create such an angelic person with such a dirty mind. His jaw was clenched as he watched your asshole taking his fingers so well. His cock was rock hard again, ready to destroy whatever hole was next on his list. “Gray, please. Fuck me, I don’t care where, but I need you somewhere”, you whined as you pressed down on his fingers, lifting your hips against his face. He laughed, poking his tongue against your clit once more, while adding two fingers of his other hand into your aching pussy. “Fuck!” You screamed out once again, literally shaking on this fucking table. But as close as you were, he wouldn’t let you come again, removing both hands and his tongue from your body.

“Feels bad, huh?” He made fun of you, laughed you right in the face while watching his cum stain the table. “This will be hard to clean up, I think you should lick it off the table.” You raised your eyebrows at him, but he just pointed to the mess his cum made next to you. “Lick it off”, he demanded again. You couldn’t do anything but nod while turning around, your ass now facing him, and start to lick his cum off the wood. He grunts in appreciation before grabbing your hips, spitting onto your asshole and sliding his slick cock into it. “Such a good girl, babe, take it all. Fuck, you’re so tight”, his eyes closed while he clenched his jaw. Once he bottomed out, he starts to move, rubbing small circles on your clit to give you what you needed. “Feels good, princess?” “Yes, Daddy, thank you”, you moaned, desperate for an orgasm. “May I come now? Please? I’ve been so, so good to you.”

“Mh, I think you’ve earned it. You can come once this side of the vinyl is finished”, he grinned while still pounding into your tight ass. She lays down, was currently playing and to your luck, you knew that it was the last song. You could come after the next two minutes or so, which gave you another boost of energy. The song was way too slow to fuck you in the right rhythm, Grayson pounded relentlessly into you, not caring which track was on by now. “You’re the death of me, Y/N”, he whispered in your ear as he flipped you around, now disappearing into your pretty little pussy. “I can’t fucking hold it anymore, Gray”, you screamed out, pulling your own hair before holding onto your tits, massaging them and playfully pulling your nipples. “The song’s not over yet”, he taunted while ramming into you, his abs clenched, sweat not dribbling, but rinsing down from his forehead and chest. Your sight got dizzy once again, as he rubs your clit to the last few accords of the melody, making you squirt all over him as soon as the song came to an end. He quickly lifts your hips and opens his mouth for you to come all over him.

“Damn, babe”, he watched in amazement about how much liquid just squirted out of you as soon as he swallowed the load. His tongue collected everything that was left on your pussy, not wasting anything of the good liquid that he would kill for.

“Thank you, Daddy”, your eyes fell shut, sudden tiredness overcoming you as your muscles relaxed. “Now, c’mon, Y/N”, he cooed as he lifted you up bridal style. “Now I’ll take care of my girl, not that you need to run over to Ethan ever again”, he buried his face into your hair while walking over to the bathroom, filling a tub with warm water and letting a bath bomb fall inside.

“About the boner thing..” You giggled, but Grayson gave you a stern look. “I’ll never want to hear about that again!” And once you opened your Snapchat after a long bath, a relaxing back massage and maybe some more cookies, Ethan’s video was long gone, instead there was a picture of him with headphones under his blanket, his face scrunched up in disguise.  

[godcent]

strictly professional - g.b.d.

   i’d been hired for a modeling position a few days prior and was beyond excited. however, i wasn’t notified i would be sharing the position with a 21 year old man...

    i stepped out of the dressing room door to reveal a tall frame, looking to be in his early twenties. i gasped at the sight. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you.” he giggled. “scarlett just asked that i remind you we’re on in 5 minutes.”

   we? 

  he was dressed in a short pair of swim trunks matching the print on my ass-baring bikini. i gulped in realization. i would be shooting with this man, in a thong?

    “okay..” was all i could manage to spit out. he allowed a comforting smile onto his beautiful lips. i softly bit my lip in response. he gave me a quick up and down glance and walked off. 

♛ ♛ ♛ ♛ ♛

    “lean your head back for me.” she spoke. i did as she told me and laid my head on his chest behind me. my head fell softly to the side. the feeling of his bare chest on my skin was delectable. i listened carefully to the rhythm of his slightly rapid heartbeat. 

    she shifted my pose a couple times more. at some points, i’d be laid up in his arms, at others, i’d be just centimetres from his face. my arms rested over his shoulders, his on my waist. i felt eased by the feeling of his warm breath on my skin. i could just feel the lust radiating off of his skin. 

    i intended on keeping this job. i’ve been dreaming of a position like this for as long as i can remember. but in that moment, i was willing to risk it all. 

[jtsfavslut]

Fine Line Track 02: WATERMELON SUGAR [G.D]

Description: Two teens spent a hot summer in Hawaii together.

Warnings: Smut!! 

Word Count: 6.2K+

‘Tastes like strawberries, On a summer evening’ - Watermelon Sugar Harry Styles

Her lips wrapped around the small striped straw. Red and white lines swirling throughout the straw as her cherry pink lips stained the paper. A satisfied sigh fell past her lips as the cold drink slid down her warm throat, her lips curling into a small smile as the summer heat got washed away with her juice.

"Are you just going to sit there all summer?" Grayson shouted, shaking her up, not expecting him until later in the day.

"Maybe, maybe not," she smiled, lifting the glasses off her eyes and onto her forehead, in attempts of getting a good look at her best friend who she hadn't seen in months.

"I hope not. There's a lot to do around here," he muttered as he walked towards her, her body laying on one of those deck chairs by the pool, a red, skimpy bikini covered the precious belongings that Grayson tore his eyes off of, not wanting to disrespect her, as he should.

"Gimme a hug Dolan, don't just stand there,"  she smiled up at him, extending her hands as he leaned down, wrapping them around his shoulders, a hint of his cologne bringing nothing but happiness to her nose.

"You've been working out huh?" Her eyes traveled down his large build. It was obvious Grayson had grown over the past months.

"Gotta blow out the steam and stress," he shrugged, sitting on the chair next to her, "How 'bout you?"

"Me? I just meditate or hit the gym when I feel like I need to, you know?" She replied, bringing her glasses back down to her eyes, trying to block out the sun who seemed to be on its highest power that day.

"I get it. Gotta clean the energy 'round you," he mumbled as he closed his eyes, the stress from the past months lifting off his shoulder ever since his plane landed.

"How were your classes?" she yawned, not because she was tired but because of how free she felt.

"Harder than last year. Last week, I thought about dropping out," he chuckled making her laugh.

"The Grayson Dolan considering giving up? Engineering must be fucking hard then," she took another sip from her drink, a teasing scoff coming from Grayson once he saw the 'MelonBerry' bottle in her hands.

"How the fuck did you bring those to Hawaii?"

"Brought em' on the plane. Wrapped them up real nice and put em' in my suitcase," she chuckled, "You want one?"

"I'm good, thanks,"

"Suit yourself," she shrugged before taking another sip, letting out a loud and dramatic 'ahh' to crawl up Grayson's skin.

"You should stop drinking that before you turn into one," Grayson muttered with his eyes closed, a teasing smirk on his lips as a scoff came from Y/N.

"Fuck off, Bailey," she laughed, flipping him off, a content smile on her face, "I missed you," she sighed.

They haven't seen each other since months prior, each going to different colleges, each in a separate and distant state. Grayson came up with the idea to meet in Hawaii, saying it would be a fun experience for her. Y/N argued, claiming it was too expensive, and it wasn't in her budget. But Grayson being Grayson, sent her an email later that day, a round trip to Hawaii from Boston, and pictures of the Air BNB he rented. She called him with tears in her eyes, nagging him about spending an unnecessary amount of money on her, which of course, he simply shrugged off.

"I missed you too, and your annoying voice," Grayson replied, making her scoff, "I'm serious! It gets lonely when you're not around,"

"Boston would be better with you, you know? Life isn't as fun without you," she sighed, placing her bottle of juice down before getting up from her chair, taking her glasses off, carefully placing them down before walking towards the pool, slowly going down the small staircase that led to the water.

Small goosebumps rose through her skin as the feeling of the water and Grayson's eyes made contact with her soft skin. "You coming Gray?" Her voice came out soft and angelic, nothing but innocence within her words.

"I'm good," He never took his eyes off her, eyes being hooked to every inch of her skin, cursing himself out for every blink he made, as if he were to close his eyes for too long she would disappear from his eyes, "for now,"

"Your loss," she shrugged before completely submerging under the water, hair wet and sticking to her skin as she came back up, giggles falling past her lips as she bit them, looking directly towards Grayson, a teasing look on her face as she stared at him.

"Don't do that," he glared, "Don't look at me like that Y/N, come on,"

"Like what? I'm literally just inviting you to swim Grayson, but whatever," she shrugged and went back in the water, causing Grayson to roll his eyes. He forced himself to think about disgusting things, not wanting to feel or look at his best friend the way he was.

. . .

"How many days are we staying here? I forgot," Y/N asked as she walked to the couch, a giant blanket engulfed her body, as she made her way over to the large living room.

"A month," Grayson replied, not looking up from his phone, his thumbs quickly tapping on the screen as he typed something.

"Wow, a month," she whispered before getting up from the couch, not even a minute from when she first sat down, she walked over to the kitchen.

Grabbing a nice bottle of her 'MelonBerry' juice she walked back to the couch, she stood before Grayson, a pout on her lips as she extended her arm to him, "Can you open this for me, please?"

He grabbed the bottle from her hand, fingers touching against each other as he did so, small currents of energy running through each other's skins, Grayson took a rather large sip after opening it, making Y/N send him a glare, "I thought you didn't like these?" She asked, turning her head  to the side, slightly squinting her eyes as she looked at Grayson. 

"Wanna see what you taste like," He smirked, looking at her, trying to see any sort of change in her expression, but nothing. Y/N decided to let the comment remain unheard, "It's sweet, tastes like strawberries,"

"It's called MelonBerry Grayson. Melon for watermelon, berry for strawberry," Y/N replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world, which it sort of was, and Grayson just did it to get under her skin, "Anyways, thank you for drinking half the fucking bottle," she scoffed once she looked inside the red translucent glass bottle, Grayson's sip taking almost half of the bottle.

"Can't help it, it's so, so good," Grayson's voice was deep and rough, a teasing tone to it, making Y/N's skin shiver, the small hairs in the back of her neck standing up with every syllable he spoke.

She shook her head, sitting down on the couch. She no longer felt cold, taking the giant blanket off her body, leaving her in a pair of Pajama shorts, and a small white tank top, "It really is good, 's why I drink it so much,"

Grayson's eyes traveled down her body, her nipples being outlined by the small, and sort of tight white shirt, her thighs were almost bare, and for once Grayson felt like losing it, "You hungry?" He asked, stopping his mind from going to forbidden places.

"Mhm," she hummed with the straw in her mouth, quickly pushing it away from her mouth with her tongue, "I stopped at a grocery store before coming here. I bought pizza dough, we can make it if you want,"

"Let's do it," he got up from the couch, walking to the kitchen as Y/N followed, she got all the ingredients out before washing her hands, she took some flour sprinkling it on the counter before placing the dough on it, carefully and smoothly massaging it with her hands as Grayson watched.

"You wanna try it?" she asked and he nodded his head, before she could move, he locked her in, placing his body behind her's, his hand landing next to hers, "Not what I meant, but okay," she shook her head before she began work with the dough again, Grayson's head landed on her shoulder, his warm, yet cold breath sending shivers down her spine with every breath he took.

"This is fun," he whispered and she nodded her head, Grayson grabbed her hands, tightly holding them in his before moving his hands up to her shoulders, "You're stressed, M' working on your shoulders and you do that," he whispered against her neck as Y/N stayed frozen, she quickly shook her head, her hands started working on the dough as she closed her eyes, Grayson's hands working wonders on her neck.

"Does it feel good, Y/N?" Her name sounding different when it left his mouth, the entire question didn't feel like it was relating to a simple, friendly massage, "Answer the question,"

"Mhm, your hands are good," she nodded her head, opening her eyes, internally shaking off whatever was going on, "Really good,"

"Gray, it's done," she whispered, knowing the pizza was ready for the sauce and the rest of the things, "I'm hungry,"

"Where's the sauce?" He took her hands off her shoulder, Y/N suddenly felt cold and lonely, simply pushing it away she pointed towards the jar filled with the red sauce.

Waiting for the pizza was hell for both Grayson and Y/N. They crossed a line and were now suffering the consequences. Nobody dared to say a word, both purposely lost themselves in their phones until the pizza, where Y/N decided to break the silence, "What are we doing tomorrow?" She asked after swallowing the bite she had taken

"To the beach, and I know about this secret waterfall that we could go the day after," Grayson shrugged, locking his phone and placing it on the table.

"Secret waterfall?"

"Yeah, it's in this creek, but it's hiding away. Ever since I found it, I go there all the time," Grayson explained and Y/N nodded her head, "Come, here you got something," Grayson leaned over the table, placing his thumb on the corner of her mouth.

She didn't actually have anything, he just wanted to touch her, "There, all done,"

"Well, just wake me up tomorrow, you always get up before me, good night," she got up from her chair, throwing her plate in the trash and walking to her room, to shower and try and sleep. Sleep was something that was not in the schedule because it was almost 2 am and she found herself scrolling through TikTok.

"Can't sleep?" Grayson asked, knocking on her door, "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, been up the whole time," She replied as he walked in, sitting down on her bed, "You?"

"Same, too many thoughts," He sighed, laying his head down on a pillow.

"Wanna talk about it?" She asked, extending her blanket over to him.

"I don't know. It's just weird, we haven't seen each other in months, and I don't know it's different," he yawned, taking a look around the room. Her suitcase was neatly placed in the corner of her room, her makeup was spread out on top of the dresser, and her shoes were all laid out in a straight line by a wall.

"Different in what way?" Her eyes were closed, tiredness taking over her body at the wrong time, she wanted to talk to Grayson but she was slowly drifting away with every word he spoke.

"I don't know. Just different,"

"Y/N get up," Grayson groaned for what seemed the millionth time in the morning, forgetting how hard it was to wake her up.

"Shut up, m' trying to sleep" she muttered, nuzzling her face into the pillow, in an attempt to block out the sunlight that was coming from the window.

"And I'm trying to go to the beach, so get your fat ass up," he said, ripping the blanket off her body, causing her to finally wake up.

"My ass is perfect, now get out," She rolled her eyes, putting on her slides before walking towards the bathroom.

"Sure is," shouted walking out of her room.

…

"I know you are not going to sit there all day," Grayson complained as Y/N sat on a beach chair, white, heart-shaped glasses sat over her eyes, a copy of 'In Watermelon Sugar' in her hands

"What is it with you and watermelons?" Grayson scoffed and Y/N rolled her eyes, the attitude filled action not being visible to Grayson due to her sunglasses

"I just like them, and they're good too," she replied back, her tone was monotone, all her emotions being poured into every word she read, "And they're cute,"

"Okay, can you just enjoy the world around you for once?" Grayson was upset that the fact that Y/N hadn't been paying attention to him ever since they arrived at the beach, she had been too busy with the book, a book that she had read more than enough times.

"Fine," she groaned, folding the corner of the page she was at a bit, an annoyed expression on her face, "What do you want to do?"

"Good just follow me," he smirked grabbing her small hand in his hand, he led her down a path, a part of the beach that was secluded away from everything, just a few adults that were laying down a distant couple of feet away, Y/N was glad she left all her important belongings in the car, not trusting a bunch strangers around her stuff.

"Look at the turtles," he smiled pointing over the small turtles that were floating and swimming around near the shore.

Y/N's hand flew to her mouth, a small giggle falling past her lips as she looked at them, "Oh god, they're so cute! I hope no one does anything to them,"

"They can't, people are watching them," Grayson explained and she nodded her head.

"Good. I can't stand people hurting animals," she huffed, she placed her hands on her hips.

Grayson finally caught a good look of her body. A mustard-yellow bandeau and high waisted swimsuit covered the parts of her body she wanted to keep private. The color matching perfectly against her golden skin, something she was thanking the bright sun for. Her hair was a loose and messy bun that sat at the top of her head, and her glasses still covered her eyes, and a small cross necklace adorned her neck, "This is cute'

Y/N took off her glasses, a smirking Grayson was standing before her, his hand slowly reaching to the waistline of her bottoms, his finger grazing the hem of them, "Real cute,"

"Thanks. I got it off Fashion Nova," she gave him an innocent smile, as she internally discombobulated, "Your shorts are cute," she chuckled looking at his shorts, just plain dark blue shorts.

"Thanks, I don't know where I got them from," his hand moved from her waistline to her actual waist, mentally groaning after he got no reaction from her again.

"Last one to get in the water has to give the other a pedicure," Y/N shouted before taking off and running towards the light blue ocean

"You cheated, you know that right?" Grayson glared at Y/N as she placed her legs on top of his.

"No rules were spoken Bailey, now get to it," she said pressing the heel of her foot against his thigh, a soft hiss escaping Grayson before he huffed.

"You don't even need a pedicure," he rolled his eyes after looking at her pedicured feet, her nails were neatly colored with a white polish, and her feet were so soft.

"Don't complain, I could've had crusty musty feet, now get to it," she groaned, she relaxed back into the couch, one he felt Grayson doing what owed her since he lost.

His brain worked rather quickly, coming up with a plan once she closed her eyes. He slowly moved his hand up to her ankle, his finger tracing the small sun tattoo she had gotten done. He remembered it was her first tattoo, getting it done on their senior trip in high school. It was a small tattoo shop in Chicago, they all had gotten tattoos with fake IDs. That day Grayson got a small door behind his knee, they were all meaningless tattoos that sometimes they regretted getting. He was now at her calf, and his plan was not working, he heard a small snore come from her mouth so he gave up before moving to her other leg.

Maybe Y/N was going to be harder to crack than he thought.

Y/N wasn't actually asleep, but knowing that if her eyes were open, they would give away her reaction to his touch, so she closed her eyes, until she actually drifted off.

This time, it wasn't Grayson knocking on her door. It was her knocking on Grayson's, a quiet 'come in' was heard so she opened the door, the sight of a shirtless Grayson in bed making her knees feel like jelly, her panties to dampen, her heart to accelerate, and her body temperature to rise.

Maybe it was the fact that they were spending a month together. Or that they haven't seen each other in months. Or simply because their bodies had changed, matured in a way.

Grayson took notice of how her tits were bigger than last time, and so was her ass. Her face was different, her lips were plump and pinker from her gloss, her lashes were longer, and her hair stopped right before her shoulders making her jawline more defined, her eyes were shiny, with a hint of something Grayson still hasn't been able to determine.

Grayson's body was buff, his biceps and every muscle defined. His hair was long, and Y/N had to say it was her favorite so far. His hands were bigger, His back had grown, but in a good way, he was taller. His body was perfectly proportioned. Not to mention that in the past two days Y/N noticed that his sense of fashion was better, wearing something other than a black t-shirt with grey boxer shorts.

"You okay? You look sick," Grayson's face filled with concern, her face flushed, a hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes for a slight second before she shook it off.

"Yeah, my room's just really hot right now," it wasn't, it was cold, colder than his at that.

"Do you wanna stay here? With me?" she nodded her head, slipping under the covers in the space he made for her. Her body's temperature finally stabilized.

Her head subconsciously landed on Grayson's chest. His heartbeat being some sort of lullaby causing her eyes to slowly close as a wave of tiredness consumed her, "Night Gray"

"Night Y/N" he repeated before she slowly drifted off, her mind making up inappropriate and forbidden scenarios as she slept.

…

"Is it far away?" Y/N asked as Grayson drove away.

They were headed towards the secret waterfall Grayson acclaimed so much. Y/N had woken up in an annoyed mood, every single little thing bothering her right into her soul. And Grayson was not dealing so well with it, not after she glared at him for asking a simple question.

"An hour and a half," he answered and a loud groan came from Y/N, making Grayson roll his eyes.

Y/N spent the hour and a half long drive sleeping, coming in and out of her daze. Unfortunately, she was as Grayson would call it 'bitchier', after her small nap.

"Can you drop the attitude for like one second?" Grayson asked and she did nothing but send him a glare, deciding to stay quiet instead of saying something she might regret, she walked away laying her towel on the ground, sitting down, and admiring the view.

Medium sized waterfalls surrounded a small body of water at the bottom, they weren't as tall as she thought they would be, so she considered maybe jumping in them once or twice.

"Let's skinny dip," Grayson suggested standing in front of Y/N, a loud laugh coming from her throat.

"Are you crazy? Out of your mind much," She shook her head, leaning down on her towel.

"There's no one around, so why not," Grayson shrugged, she turned her head to look around.

There wasn't a single soul there, except theirs of course, "Fine. But turn around, no peeking," she finally gave in.

There was nothing to lose, well only if someone decided to go to the waterfall, at the same time.

She slowly peeled her yellow bottoms off, followed by the top part of her bathing suit, and if anyone was secretly watching, her body would be fully exposed to them, "Okay, your turn," her shyness suddenly went a wave.

She was starting to crave pleasure. Things she was sure only Grayson could give her, or what she thought he could, "You could peek now," Grayson turned around, jaw slightly dropping at the sight of his naked best friend.

"Hello? We don't have all day," she snapped her fingers in his face, a small smirk on her face, "Okay never mind," she began to turn around before a pair of arms scooped her up.

The skin on skin contact sent shivers through her body as a squeal left her throat, "Grayson don't you fucking dare," she shouted.

It was too late, before she knew it she was being carried up to the surface, a loud gasp left her lips once she was able to breathe, "What the fuck is wrong with you," she shouted, smacking his chest softly.

Grayson's eyes changed. His honey-colored eyes no longer being present, a pair of dark, lust-filled eyes replacing them instead. In a matter of seconds his hand lightly wrapped against her throat, and her back was placed against a soft rock, "I'm fed up of all your attitude, and of your fucking teasing," his voice was rough and deep.

Deeper than she's ever heard before, and Grayson's voice sure got deep when he was upset.

"Mhm," she nodded her head, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Bubbles filled her stomach as she wondered what would happen next.

"Words baby, I need words," he muttered against her neck, a small and quiet moan came from the feeling of his big, and rough hands traveling around her bare body.

"I wanted your attention, like the whore I am," she pouted, his lips placed slow and sloppy kisses around her neck and shoulders, his hands squeezing her ass making her head drop back in response.

"You're a whore for me, aren't you?" His voice was teasing-, almost mocking her. Mocking her for being such a whore for him, "What do you want Y/N?"

It was the way he said her name again. Everything but innocence was found within his voice, what did she want? She didn't know. Not being in the right headspace to make a decision as to what she wanted Grayson to do for her, she shrugged, letting out a quiet 'don't know'.

"I guess we'll just go with what I want then," he shrugged before wrapping his arms under her knees, lifting her up so that her lower half was above the water and her ass was sitting on the rock, right in front of his face, he looked up at her, eyes filled with hunger and lust, he turned his head to the side, a nod coming from her to let him know she wanted it too.

"You don't know how long I waited for this," he wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her pussy closer to his face, his finger slowly rubbed against her skin, grazing past the are where she needed him and wanted him the most, "Gray-,"

He cut her off by pressing his thumb softly against her clit, "Shhh," he switched his thumb for his index finger that he previously had in his move, he rubbed it in small circles, small whimpers and breath falling past Y/N's lips.

He placed a small kiss on her clit, receiving a gasp in response. Her pussy ached with want, want for some sort of touch, "Don't make a sound," he instructed before licking a bold stripe up her folds, he slowly inserted a finger, her hand clutching onto his bicep as she bit her lip, holding back any sounds that tried to escape.

He licked his lips before slowly flicking his tongue against her clit, he inserted another finger, and this time Y/N wasn't so good at holding a moan back, the pleasure she was getting from his fingers slowly moving in and out of her, while his tongue worked wonder on her was more than enough to make her let out a loud moan that earned her a smack to her thigh.

Not getting what she wanted, she pushed her body down, only for Grayson to push his face back, a smirk on his face as she sent him a glare, she leaned down, small hand grabbing his jaw, her thumb slowly pulled his bottom lip down until it popped back up, "Stop moving and just eat me, please?" She asked, an innocent pout on her face as her acrylics slowly scratched his jaw.

Grayson didn't say anything, a determined look on his face, and Y/N knew she was done for, he slowly took his fingers out of her before quickly slipping them back in with no warning, his speed faster than before he leaned his head down, her hand moved to his hair, pulling it away for his face as a gathered up enough spit before slowly spitting it all over her cunt, his lips latched onto her clit with no mercy, tongue circling it, as loud moans left her lips, "Gray, Gray, more," she chanted his name as she pulled on his brown locks, her legs trying close but he pushed them away, fingers digging into her soft skin as he devoured her pussy.

"More?" he asked, he slipped a third finger in, and a loud scream came from her throat. His fingers slipped in and out of her at a fast pace, he pulled his tongue and fingers away, moving his fingers up to her clit before quickly running it, "look at you, all fucked out and I haven't even gotten started yet," he chuckled, a cocky look on his face, before she could respond he replaced his fingers with his tongue, moaning at her sweet taste sending vibrations through her body.

Her stomach began to tighten and her breaths became short. Moans turned into a loud pornographic scream as her toes curled, squirting all over his face, her vision turned white, he body trying to pull away but he locked her in with his hands behind his knees

"Grayson, Grayson fuck, fuck," the number of times she said fuck was more than what Grayson could count. Once she caught her breath she sat up, his head was between her thigh so she pulled him up, a loud and rough giggle escaping her as she pressed her lips against his lips, tasting herself, "Just wanna taste it," she muttered and he nodded his head.

"Tastes like strawberries," he mumbled before fueling pulling himself on top of her, "Wanna fuck you on this rock," he peppered kisses on her neck, long enough to leave marks on her skin, her nails scratched his back

"Do it," she whispered, she brought her hand up to her mouth, spitting in it before bringing it down to his dick. Her hand wrapped around it, slowly pumping causing small and quiet whimpers to come from Grayson's lips.

"Y/N, don't you dare," he groaned as she took her hand away, a small smile on her lips.

"Don't dare what?" She asked,  in a swift motion she flipped them over, surprising herself and Grayson on how they didn't slip off of the rock, "Actually, I just wanna swim," she shrugged, getting off of him and jumping into the water, leaving a frustrated, and angry Grayson laying naked on a wet rock.

"You coming?"  She asked before Grayson jumped in the water,  one she saw the look on Grayson's face, she took off, swimming as fast as she could, until he caught up to her, his long arms making catching her easier.

"Where were you exactly planning to go Y/N?" Grayson asked with a smirk on his face, Y/N turned her face, getting a good look around the area, noticing there was nowhere she could exactly go.

"Somewhere," She shrugged, turning back around to face him, her arms wrapped around his neck, fingers playing with the small hairs at the back of his head, his hands were right above her waist, his thumb rubbing small circles on her soft skin.

Grayson leaned his head down, pressing a small kiss below her ear, "I don't like that stunt you pulled," his teeth softly pressed down on her earlobe before he pulled away, "It wasn't very nice,"

"Too bad," She shrugged against his arms, a soft smile on her lips.

….

Y/N was in it for the night. Purposely brushing past Grayson on accident all day, saying comments that were innocent but in a way that they no longer were, looking up at Grayson will big eyes, Grayson was regretting suggesting skinny dipping, because he simply couldn't contain himself, and he could no longer do anything because people were starting to appear so they both rushed up the cliff, slipping on their bathing suits before anyone could see them.

"I had fun," Y/N smiled as she placed her bag in the trunk, they were now completely dressed, black joggers and white t-shirts hugged both of their bodies, and dirty white vans covered their feet.

"Me too, except for the part where you left me on the rock," Grayson playfully shook his head, sending her a half serious glare.

"Oh come on, the day isn't over yet," she smiled, taking a step closer to him, her hand went up to his jaw, caressing the soft skin, "Let's go home yeah,"

An hour has never gone by so slow for Grayson. Every traffic light turned red once it was his turn to go, cars kept crossing, he was letting out loud frustrated groans, nearly jumping out the car once he turned it off in the driveway, Y/N was slowly walking towards the front door until he came up behind her, hand wrapping around her neck as he turned her around, lips devouring hers as they made out against the door.

He lifted up her legs, wrapping them around his waist as he tried to unlock the door without a sight, after many attempts, he finally got the right key, unlocking the door and carrying her inside, slamming the door with his foot as he pressed her back against it, a load moan fell past her lips as he slipped his hand inside her joggers, rubbing her through her underwear.

He wrapped his arms behind her knees once again, carrying her up the stairs, loud and desperate breath coming from both of them, once Grayson reached his room he threw her on the bed, carefully climbing above her body with a hungry look on his eyes. In a swift motion he had her bottoms pulled off, "Shirt," his voice was rough as she raised her arms off, the feeling of his fingers against her stomach tickled as he took her shirt off, he sat up for a quick moment, removing his clothes faster than he's ever done before.

Y/N quickly took the opportunity to turn their body around, getting off the bed and sitting on her knees, once Grayson caught up to what she was doing he got off the bed, his hand reaching down to her jaw, thumb dragging on her bottom lip before she took it in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, letting out a muffled moan, his grip around her jaw tightener, making her open her mouth, "Swallow it," he muttered after spitting in her mouth, she obliged, no questions asked.

She grabbed his dick in her hands, leaning her down and placing a small kiss on his tip causing Grayson's body to jerk, "Sorry," She giggled before spitting on it. She pumped her hand in a slow motion, slowly jerking him off, trying to get him harder before she put him in her mouth, she maintained eye contact while doing it, letting out a small giggle as Grayson internally almost lost it.

He let out a groan as she finally brought him in, the warmth from her mouth making his eyes roll back, she slowly took him in, bopping her head slightly before he took control.

He grabbed a fistful of his hair, taking a step back, his dick falling from her mouth as a line of spit connected the two, he pulled her head back so that she directly looking at him, "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you," he muttered before grabbing his dick in his hands, bringing it up to her mouth before slamming his hips against her, loud gags coming from the back of her throat, she moaned around him, making him let out a grunt.

"Fucking teasing me all day, fucking whore," he moaned as he fucked her mouth, tears forming in her eyes from the filling of his dick touching the back of her throat, he stepped back for a bit, stroking his cock with his hands to allow her to breath. Her hands reached for him, thumb rubbing over his tip before she took him back in her mouth, she had a rhythm. Take him halfway in for a couple of times before deepthroating him for a few seconds, then jerking him off with his hands. After a few minutes, Grayson was sent into oblivion, eyes closing as he came in her mouth, "Shit, fuck," fell past his lips as she giggled. He looked down at her, his cum slightly dripping from her lips before she wiped it away with her thumb, slipping it into her mouth, moaning at his taste.

"Gray?"

"Hmh," he blinked his distraction away, his mind still stuck on what only happened a few seconds ago.

"Are you finally gonna fuck me or-," her question was cut short, his hand wrapping around her neck as he slammed her on the bed. He slammed himself into her with no warning, a loud moan mixed with a gasp was her reaction.

"That mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble someday," he grunted as he thrusted in and out of her, her tits bouncing with every thrust he made.

"Well, until then, I'll wait," she spoke, followed by a moan, "Fuck," her eyes paid a visit to her brain as she clawed on his back, her nails scratching the soft skin as he placed sloppy kisses along her neck and collarbone.

"Keep talking," he muttered against his skin, he brought one of his hands down to her clit making her head fall back as she let out a string of curse words.

He flipped their bodies around, her hands falling to his shoulders for support as he grabbed onto her waist, "Ride me like the good girl I know you are," his eyes stared into hers.

She grabbed onto his shoulders before she began bouncing on him, her legs feeling broken as she did so, head was thrown back, her hands moved from his shoulder to his chest, as a chuckle left Grayson's lips, he muttered some curse words that were almost inaudible as one of his hand reached for the headboard. He stared at her licking his lips before letting out a moan, "Shit Y/N, the condom," he panted and she shook her head.

"I'm on the pill," she breathed, feeling close to herself. The knot on her stomach began to tighten, 'Gray, Gray, I'm gonna cum,"

"Do it. Cu for me angel," his voice was light and airy, almost as if he was a peace.

She threw her head back before cumming around his dick, Grayson following her actions a few seconds later, they let out loud deep breaths as they came down from their highs.

Small beads of sweat formed around her forehead that wiped off her hand, she dropped down next to Grayson on the mattress, "Holyshit," she turned her head to look at him, "Please tell me we're gonna do that more often?"

"We can't stop now, we just started,"

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A/N: I’m pretty sure this is by far, the most horrifyingly bad thing I’ve ever written. Please I haven’t written smut in over a month, I’m SORYY!!!! I hate this SO SO SO SO MUCH bye-

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Chapter 13. /buy sexy lingerie and lay a striptease/

Warning: smut

03.08.'19

" I love this shirt on you" said Grayson, while his strong gaze went up and down on my body and when our eyes met a smirk spread on his face before he licked his lips. He sat on my living room sofa, his legs were spread, and he laid back comfortably while one of his arm was up under his neck. Even how he looked was something else, but when I heard what he said I bit on my lip to hide my cheeky smile because of the fact how my body tensed up and got shivers all over it.

The shirt that he mentioned was a male shirt, exactly what I wore when they came to my house a few months ago to take pictures on my roof. So many things changed since that night. Like even the fact that he just casually spends the day at my apartment while we just chilling is already crazy compared to that day, when we didn't even knew each other that my much yet.

"You would like what I have under it as well" I replied and laid forward on the kitchen counter. The smile that spread on his face turned more into a smirk, and he started to caress his nape. He got frustrated, and he was really bad at hiding it.

"Fuck" he shook his head. My thoughts were far from here at this point. Even the thought that it was just a regular wednesday forenoon and the air around us heated up like we were in a dark room in the middle of the night just made me even more confident about what I wanted to do.

You know, there are songs that makes you feel strong, powerful and sexy every time you hear it. The songs that you can lay a whole sexy choreography in your room with greasy hair and be all happy and confident in yourself. Well, that was this song for me. When I first heard it I was sure one time I wanna make this song unforgettable for me, and that was the perfect opportunity for me.

"Alexa, play Good for you by Selena Gomez" I said louder, so the smart device could hear it and started to play it for me.

It felt like my heart was beating in my throat, when I pushed myself away from the counter and looked deeply into Grayson's eyes, who watched curiously what I was up to. I wanted to enchant him, I wanted him to every single part of his body desire my touches.

Cause I just wanna look good for you

Finally when I was strong enough to break our eye contact I turned around, so he faced my back and I moved around my hips slowly to the song's rhythm and I acted like I just innocently dance around in my kitchen and enjoying the music. We both knew, there is more in this. The devil sat on my shoulder, that made me grab the shirt's soft material to pull it up a little, just enough to show my bum slightly for a few seconds and then leave it to fall back into it's original place. My hips still moved, right and left, slowly.

Let me show you how proud I am to be yours

My hands slowly started to play around with the shirt's buttons, I turned back to face him and started to open up the buttons while I started to step closer and closer to him and saw his deep breathing and how he couldn't took his eyes off of me. His jaw clenched when I reached the last button and let the shirt open up on me and let it slide down on both of my shoulders. There was a confident smile on my face as I opened my arms, to show him more of my body that was only covered with a hot red lacy lingerie and of course the shirt, that only hanged on my lower arm at this point. My hips still moved around slowly to the rhythm when I finally stepped in front of the sofa where he sat.

Now you say I got a touch, so good. Make you never wanna leave, so don't, so don't

I bit my lip and run my finger through my hair and pushed it to my right shoulder. It was so obvious how he got more and more frustrated. His whole body was tense, his hand held the sofa's soft material while the other was still under his neck, probably to act like he is still just chilled and his short doesn't got uncomfortable because of that huge tent, that was clearly visible at this point. I kneed next to his thighs on the sofa, but I didn't sat on his lap yet. The only contact between our body was his hands, that he immediately put on my bum. When I looked down to his eyes and saw how dark and hungry they were I just got even more confident in my body. I could feel his pure desire for me. The thought that he was completely in my hand and was so into my acton made me happy and passionate at the same time.

I moved slightly closer to his neck and as I felt his body warmth and manly sent my stomach twitched and my whole body heated up. My lip was a few inches away from his sensitive skin under his ear, and as I breathed on it his hand grabbed my ass and let out a loud groan.

" Fuckin tease " he mumbled, which made me giggle slightly and I let a long kiss on his weak point, under his ear. He could turn me under him any time, but he didn't. He let me control, to do what I want. He let me to get to know my own self and my limits. Obviously I've never been in a situation like this before and maybe that's what made him like this even more. It was a first time again.

My lips wandered over to his face. Our noses brushed against each other's while I smiled down at him and at this point I was the one who needed a lil more contact, so at least I put my hand to his soft hair, which just made him breath out loud and shook his head.

"At least come closer" he whispered. Before I could do anything he grabbed my waist, and pulled me lower to sit on his lap. He basically moved me like I didn't have any weight whatsoever. Both of our lip let out a quiet moan, when our bodies touched on our most sensitive spot and he pulled me even more closer to his with the way he hugged my upper body. I still had enough room to move my hips back and forth, that created a pleasant friction between us. "Oh my god" he breathed. His reaction made me more brave and I moved my hips again, now even more pressed against his lap.

" Do you like it?" I asked. My question was about my lingerie in the first place, but as soon as I said it out loud my mind got all dirty and I wasn't surprised on his reply.

" I think you can feel it, yeah?"

He thrusted his hips up while he held me down and it was way too intensive for me, especially when he grabbed my face with his other hand and pulled me in for a deep and sloppy kiss. I grinded myself to his lap, which made me moan to our kiss. Our make out turned more deep, more hard and more passionate. His hands moved down to my ass, to grab it hardly while he bit on my lip, before he moved away.

"Wait" he whispered to my mouth, before or kiss get even more heated. I crossed my legs tightly around his waist, when he stood up from the sofa and went to the bedroom with me. He threw me down to the bed and I was a little bit confused when he went to my dresser instead of to the bed and came back with my polaroid camera in his hand. I laughed out loud when he kneed over me and I tried to hide my face from the camera, when he lifted it to his face to take a picture.

"Enough" I pushed the camera away when I heard it being done.

"Just one more" he said with a confident smile, and in this situation I was way too into him to say no to anything. For this picture he put his hand first to my stomach, then moved it up and he put his finger to the middle string of my bra between my boobs and pulled it. I laughed again, and turned my face to the side till he took the picture. I felt if he would pull it just a inch more my boobs would come out immediately from the bra. I bit my lip, when I saw Gray's smirk to the  polaroid photo in his hand.

"No one can see these" I said after I grabbed the photos and looked at them. They were pretty hot, I never in my life saw myself in a situation or pose like this, but I am sure it is boosted my confidence.

"Are you joking? These are only mine" he said. Yeah, like I am- I thought. He put the camera to my night stand and sat back to his calf while her eyes moved around on my body. " I want you so bad, angel" he said with his deep voice, that pulled us back again to that mood that we left in my living room a few minutes ago. I bit my lip again, when he pulled off his shirt and I placed my fingers on his stomach. I saw how his muscles tightened because of my finger's light touch on his skin and his reaction made shivers all over my body. It always amazed me when I saw his reaction to my actions.

He looked amazing. The rays of the sun played on his soft skin, that came from the window.

I elbowed up, and watched under my lashes as he pulled down his pants and boxer and it was clearly painful at this point for him because of how hard he was. For a moment my breath caught as Gray suddenly grabbed my thighs and pulled me down to the bed, so my back met with the mattress again and he got comfortable between my legs. I breathed heavily while I looked down and saw how he grabbed his length and traced it over my lace covered pussy. Before he did anything I lifted my hips and I pulled down my penties, then went back to the same position where I was before but now there was nothing between us. For a moment we smiled at each other, then my gaze moved down again as he did the same thing. I bit my lip hardly from the feeling and from the excitement. He moved his length slowly from my clit to my entrance and then back again and I grabbed the sheets next to my body with my hands. He lifted up his hands, put his thumb on my clit and drawed small circles on it. All I could do is whine as my whole body twitched because of the sudden hard touch on my sensitive part.

"Now you are the one, who is teasing " I said in a muffled voice. He looked up to my eyes with a cheeky grin and immediately reached to my nightstand for a condom. I didn't even had time to think, a few mins later he was there again, placed himself to my entrance and started to move inside me. My mind got foggy and I took a big sigh from the fullness, that I felt again.

While he moved further to go more deep and deeper he finally laid on top of me and I could finally touch him. I placed my arm on his bicep, while the other moved to his wide back where the muscles tightened from his movements. I felt like it's too much, it felt so good and filling so I just pressed my head to the pillow and hold his biced to hold myself firm.

"Is it hurts?" he mumbled to my neck and stopped his movements while I let out a big sigh that I didn't even realized I held back. He was always so attentive. In situations like this I have never thought that he would pay attention to me so much that he sees every single winces of my body.

"It feels so good" I whispered. He lifted his head, pressed his forehead against mine and looked deeply into my eyes while he bottomed out, stayed there for a moment and moved back in.

His hips moved in a slow, then quicker rhythm. Warmth spread all over my body. I crossed my legs around his waist that made him gasp, because now he could move even more deeper than before. His movements got faster and harder till he suddenly slowed down and moved super slow but really deep. Both of our chest moved up and down fast from our heavy breathing and he smirked slightly, when he saw that I groaned and tried to move my hips underneath him for a faster tempo again.

" I hate you" I breathed, while he just giggled and moved his lips to my chest and lower to my boobs, which were still covered with the red lace.

"This bra is my weakness" he mumbled to my skin. His hips still moved slowly back and forth. I pressed my head back to the pillow to take deep breaths, while he placed a hickey to the side of my boob, and grabbed my ass and pressed me even more closer to his body. Both of our breathing was heavy, every single part of my body tingled and all I wanted is him to stop the fucking teasing.

"Please Gray, I can't" I whined out, put my hand to his hair and clenched around his length.

"Fuck" he groaned manly, and pressed his lips on mine. As our tongues game got more passionate and fast, his hips started to do the same. The tingling feeling came back and the knot in my stomach started to tighten. Grayson hold my body down strongly to the mattress, while he moved fast and hard back and forth in me. My quiet moans started to sound louder without me even realizing it, while I felt how my legs started to shake on his waist and I kept clenched around him more and more. "Yeah baby, you like that, huh?" he breathed. His jaw clenched and he shot his eyes as he tried to hold back his moans as we get closer and closer to both cum.

"Yes..oh yes" I moaned, and pressed my nails to his back. He pressed his forehead against mine and looked deeply into my eyes, while my whole body tightened and had a even more stronger orgasm, then the last time. I felt how he twitched in me and followed me a second later and cum strong. He placed a deep kiss on my neck before he moved to next to me.

We just stared to the ceiling quitely and tried to put our heavy breathing together. Grayson's hand even though still didn't let me go completely, he kept brushed his fingers on my thigh and it almost felt like he can't take his hands of off me. Maybe that was not the case at all, but it made me feel special and made those butterflies came back again. I think at this point they were pretty tired, Gray doesn't really gave time to them to rest. He always did something that made my heart flutter, and every single thing and feeling was new to me. And these thought were just even more right, when he pulled me on his chest and hugged my upper body as he placed a long kiss on my forehead while I just giggled and tried to move away a bit from his way too strong hold.

"One week ago you were a virgin and look at you now" he said with light laugh. I lifted my head a frowned my eyebrows at him.

"What do you mean look at me now?"

"Babe, you literally layed a streapease in your fucking livingroom to me" he responded and his laugh got louder when he saw my face as I got surprised.

"It was just a... dance" I moved away and sat up from his side.

"Just a dance, huh?"

I rather decided to not confess this topic more, so I buttoned up the shirts lower half and got up from the bed, but I sat back fast as my body twiched.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, my legs are just tired I guess" I said, and when I looked back at his wide grin I threw my pillow at him.

" Come back " he reached to my hand, and I let him to pull me back to his side. Before I could get comfortable he reached to my waist and simply pulled me on his body. I heard his heartbeat under my ear as I hugged his upper body, and he hugged my waist with one of his hand while the other pulled my thigh upper and rested it there. It was so weird to be so close to someone. It was different when we had sex. I felt how he breathed, and felt every single flicker of his body. It was something new.. again.

A few moments later I tried to wiggle myself upper on his body, so I placed my hands on his cane and smiled at him before placed a soft kiss on his lip. I would say that was our first really soft kiss, without passion or hardness. Our lips gently brushed against each other, while our tongues danced a slow and soft dance. His hands kept chressing my skin under the shirt and every single moment filled me up with pure happiness, and I would say love but I was not even brave enough to even think about that. I was afraid of love.

"If you move around more, I swear.. " he mumbled to my lip, so I moved away from his lip and I could tell how a cheeky spark came back to my eyes.

"If I move around, what?" I asked with a light smile and moved again, now more concentrated to my hips. My body tensed up again, and I was way too obsessed to his body to not move my lips to his neck and to not give soft kisses to his sensitive skin. "Another round?" i whispered to his ear, and immediately felt how his hold got stronger on my waist.

"Angel, you couldn't even got up from our first round yet" said with a confident smile, so I placed my finger on his lip to hush him.

"That's my problem, not yours" I grinned and as our lips met again, our kiss was a lot more passionate and hard, like all the time. Being soft with each other is cute, but not exciting enough. His hands moved to my ass and grabbed it before he flipped us, so my back met again with the bed on top of me with him. " It was pretty easy to convince you " I bit my lip when he started to unbutton my shirt that I just did almost ten minutes ago.

And I slowly gave myself to the feeling again. To the soft, then passionate touches and movements. To the quiet sighs and later louder moans. To the soft kisses, then dominant make out. To our bodys, how it melts together and how we get closer and closer to each other. How we get more and more excited till a moment, where everything switches off and all what lefts is the pure pleasure.

It was a feeling that i wanted to feel 24/7. All I wanted is to be there in Grayson's arms while we switch off our thoughts about the outside world and all we think and care about is each other and each other's body.

I already knew, if once I'm gonna lose my virginity I am gonna become easily obsessed to it. Especially if a lose it with a men, who makes me lose my mind and he could turn me on only with his gaze. With a men, who means to me more and more everyday even though it's really hard for me to admit it. I think about him a lot, when he is not with me and I think about the conversations or the actions that happened between us. I really am trying to hold myself back, and remind myself to not do again and again the same mistakes, where I believe in things way too early and easily and then I crash. Most the time it was easy to hold myself and my feelings back with the other boys in my life before, but with Grayson I feel like it's different. I felt like he is something else, there was a "ding" and from that it wasn't something that I could control. I was not able to do it.

- buy sexy lingerie and lay a striptease √

[cuurlyhemmo]

Hurting | gbd (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/5iGWHTH2BU In which a deal is made to keep a girl from getting hurt, but what happens when that deal becomes all too real?

[liliveve]

Doppia Vita-Jack Gilinsky (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/313178656-doppia-vita-jack-gilinsky?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=LiLiVeVe05&wp_originator=CKOcIphGIKNIR62J3BzZxzuS28XykNbLBB9no5olojYlkWtiDFaKMxCUKeAbGbOm%2FVJP5%2FlfbjHA4BGhI2Z9oMPBc0QdQv1qH1fV8guCAYpMl60w%2BUgADRk%2BiRmGn1ZN Ciao a tutti ! questa è la mia prima storia ,basata su idee che ho voluto porre in ordine e con un senso cronologico; vi lascio alla trama di questa fanfiction. Ci tengo a dire che tutte le caratteristiche dei personaggi sono state inventate a seconda delle priorità e del percorso della protagonista . Jane Hope Dolan ,una ragazza di 16 anni che conduce due vite completamente diverse , la prima in cui è vittima di violenze e prese in giro dalla famiglia e dai compagni di scuola e la seconda in cui è una delle persone più famose e amate dal mondo intero dove è una cantante, attrice, ballerina e brava in ogni azione che svolge. Jack Finnegan Gilinsky ,ragazzo di 16 anni ,nato 5 giorni prima di Jane ,i due si sono conosciuti quando quest'ultima era appena nata poiché a causa di problemi tecnici dell'ospedale avevano condiviso l'incubatrice per qualche giorno. Da quel momento i due non si sono mai separati e coltivano un amicizia nascosta o forse qualcosa di più

[scandalousdolan]

Lucky stranger

PART1•

First of all I wanna say a big thank you to @tidsoptlmist Suze, for helping me.💙

Summary : Y/N goes to the gym where she finds 2 familiar boys stuck in an uncomfortable situation. So she decides to help them and ends up spending the day with Ethan.

Let me know if you want a part 2.

9:30 p.m

I was getting ready to head to the gym. I wore some simple black Adidas leggings with a matching sports bra and over that a hoodie and some Adidas NMD's. I put my hair up in a ponytail so that my hair won't bother me while I work out.

Once I got ready I took my car keys and headed to my car. The apartment complex I was living at didn't have a gym so I had to go to the nearest there was and it was 15 minutes away.

I hate LA traffic so much but luckily the road was pretty empty. After a while I had arrived at the gym and went inside. I started with a 30 minute run on the treadmill to get more energized and ready for the actual workout session. I put my headphones on and started. While I was on the treadmill I heard screaming and yelling coming from the entrance. I turned to see what was going on and saw two good ass looking guys walk in. The girls behind them were so loud I could literally hear them clearly through my headphones.

The two guys looked familiar like I had seen them somewhere. Then it hit me. They were the Dolan twins and they were very big on Youtube and other social media platforms. I would lie if I said I didn't like them. I didn't recognized them at first,because they were wearing hats, but once they took them off I was shocked to see them in person.After my cardio session I went to the other equipments and kinda forgot that the twins were at the gym too. I guess the music took me away.

There was a mat in front of where they were working out so I went there.

I passed them both. Ethan was looking at me while the other twin, Grayson, was working out. I looked at him and send him an apologetic smile as if saying “I’m sorry you have to deal with this”

Once I finished all my exercises I went to get my gym bag and saw the twins still being stuck with all these crazy fans. The problem is that the fans weren't even working out they were just standing there creeping on them.

I felt so bad so I wanted to help them. From what I've seen the twins were extremely polite and nice so they couldn't tell them to get the fuck out of here. I decided to get the out of this uncomfortable situation. Ethan was lifting weights while Grayson took a break. I walked up to them and said

"Ohh hey guys"

I hugged Ethan and whispered in his ear.

"Don't worry I'm not a crazy fan, I'm trying to help you"

I said and he smiled at me.

"By the way my name is Y/N"

I hugged Grayson and Ethan said

"Hey Y/N long time no see"

Grayson was confused as fuck and Ethan explained to him without the fans hearing them.

I heard someone say

"Who's that?"

"One of our old friends"

Grayson said

"Um do you guys want to go eat breakfast?"

I said and some fans got annoyed.

"Of course Y/N"

Ethan said and seemed relieved.

"It was great meeting you guys but we have to go"

Gray said and we headed outside. Some fans kept following them so we looked at each other not knowing what to do.

"Fuck what do we do now? We don't have a car to leave"

Ethan said and stopped.

"I do"

I said and we walked towards it.

I had a white BMW x5 and I worked really hard to buy it.

"Is this your car"

"Yeah"

I said as I unlocked it.

Ethan sat in front and Gray sat in the backseat.

"I don't know you but thank you so much for that"

Grayson said.

"Yeah no problem. After a while I recognized you and I felt bad because so many people can be a little disrespectful. So I wanted to help you"

I said.

"Well I'm Ethan and thank you for saving my ass"

"You're welcome Ethan"

I said.

"By the way your car is awesome, I have the x6 in black"

Ethan said while Gray was on his phone.

"Stopppp I love that carr"

"Me too, I think that it's such a beautiful and sexy car"

Ethan said enthusiastically.

"So where do you want me guys to drop you off?"

"Actually I was wondering if you want to umm"

Ethan said and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hang out?"

"Aren't you afraid that I might be a crazy fan and all this was a setup?"

"You don't look like a crazy one so we trusted you and we did the right thing"

Gray said.

"Well in that case yes I would love to hang out but I want to go take a quick shower cuz I'm sweaty"

Ethan chuckled and agreed.

[baileydolxxn]

Everything happens for a reason || G.D (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/JxWGx3QFWV what happens when Jasmine mom and dad divorced? At age 17 Jasmine Mason mom and dad divorced and she moves to California with her mom and her moms new boyfriend. At her first day at school she meets and mysterious boy, how will turn out... I mean everything does happen for a reason.