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Temptress - Grayson Dolan (Part one)

Read Temptress Part two here

WARNING: SMUT, age gap

Summary: Grayson and Y/N fight their urges of temptation towards each other. They know their age gap, but you have to love your neighbors as you love yourself.

Word count: 5.2k

A/N: Hi! So this is the first part of temptress. It’s also the first one-shot that I've posted on here.  I originally wrote this as a blurb but I kinda wanted to make it into a full one shot. Sorry, it’s kind of short, I already have ideas of part two :) I’m still kinda of rusty, I apologize for that, but I hope you enjoy. 

Also please send me some feedback? I’d really appreciate it because I know I need to improve lol. And if u wanna send me some asks and stuff I would love that :)

The cries of laughter and blaring music seeped through the windows and into the walls of his bedroom. He hadn’t looked through the window yet in fear that she would see him, but the orchestra of unfamiliar voices crawled under his skin and manifested themselves into his vulgar mind. It’s almost as if she wanted to draw his attention. The thoughts of her caused an ache in not only his core but his heart too.

She looked so innocent. So prim and proper, tailored to perfection. Her intentions seemed so pure on that hot summer night when she greeted him with a wide smile, introducing herself as his new neighbor. She had the deepest eyes he had ever seen, almost as if she had something to uncover. A secret that was as dirty as his. She flooded his hopes, anticipating that she would be as lustful as himself, but his optimism was shattered once she uttered her age, coolly bringing it up in a sentence. A pang of guilt caused his eyes to widen that night.

She was barely of age but she was so alluring, the type of girl that would shriek at the sight of his bulge. The type to squeal if a drop of pleasure were to amass in her stomach. That one encounter with her sent him through a spiral of unsettling thoughts; ideas and wishes that could not be fulfilled by anyone else. Although, despite his doubts about experiencing the softness of her skin, he continued to have lewd fantasies about her.

Her voice was as sweet as summer berries and her lips were so plump and juicy. Her cheeks were pink, and he almost had the urge to pinch them out of curiosity. She was so…cute. Even her harmless little giggles made his body go numb.

So there he stood, the golden reflects of the sun lingered on his skin as he inched towards the window. He shouldn’t, but he wanted to. His body was drawn to the idea of seeing her prancing around in nothing but her bathing suit. Oh, how he wished to see her in her full glory as he peered through the glass. He scanned through the nameless faces and he made direct eye contact with her. Her skin wet and glistening against the beaming sun, a book covering her whole face part from her bright eyes against the light. He took a moment to observe her laying there, clad in a bright yellow bikini that made his mouth water. He witnessed every curve from her delicious looking thighs to her perfectly shaped breasts. He trailed his way up back to her face, only to see the blurb of her book against it.

She was teasing him. Her eyes would wander to his window every so often in hopes to catch a glimpse of him. She wasn’t ready though, ready for when he would stroll to his window, the skin of his chest exposed under the rays, eyes trailing up her body. She watched as he made his way up higher. He was such a dream to look at. The way his tousled hair would frame his beautiful face, how he would clench his jaw at the sight in front of him. She had never really seen a man as beautiful as Grayson. She would even have little fantasies in her head, thoughts of touching his pink lips with her own. No boy had ever made her mind conjure such things into her sinless head, let alone a grown man who she thought was certain to be at least a couple years older. She observed the way his chest would rise a little higher each second he would stare at her. His right hand reached up to the name of his neck, accentuating his bulging bicep, trailing his hand from the back of his head, along his thick head of hair until he reached the front his front strands, easing his hand back towards his nape.

She blushed at the sight of the Adonis that glared at her. His face turned into a frown, clenching his jaw some more. Out of embarrassment, she hid her face with her book that she read. But her fun was over when she removed the book that covered her sweet eyes only to see that he had disappeared. Her lips contorted into a pout as she slightly slumped against her sun lounger, the noise of the guests and splashes of the pool gradually making their way back to her ears.

That night, the moon beamed down into both their rooms as they touched themselves at the thought of each other. It was her first time to do such a thing, but the man who she had only just met last week consumed her mind, filling it with dirty fantasies that radiated from her body.

His hot sweaty figure glistened against the full moon, his whimpers were low enough not to wake his brother next door, but he wanted to moan loud enough so she could hear his aching desires that he so wished to be fulfilled. He imagined having his voice against her ear, whispering sweet nothings until they both reached their peaks.

She was overwhelmed yet she kept going, feeling the rush of ecstasy fill her whole body. She desired him so badly, she needed this man. Oh, how filthy of her!

She could see her own reflection in his eyes, her petite figure against the hazel eyes. He was truly beautiful. She took in a jagged breath, taken aback by his glowing skin and wet forehead and observed him. A few strands were stuck to his forehead; his cheeks were reddened and his bare chest was heaving fast, up and down. The plump lips slightly agape, allowing slow but deep breaths to escape from them.

There it was again. The tingle she would get at the sight of him, it was like he had some sort of trance over the poor girl. She gulped and opened her mouth to say something but her jitters got the best of her. How could this man make her so speechless? She was yet to experience anything meaningful with this man but he had her wrapped around his finger already. She could feel his burning gaze graze over her face as she looked down. And for a moment, she forgot that she rang his doorbell and stood there on his front porch.

“Uh..” He was confused, but sort of pleased to see her. The delicious girl from next door came and knocked on his door and he was not bothered one bit that she came and interrupted his work out. She looked so sweet. Her staring eyes looking up to his, he could see her bright iris’ through her thick eyelashes and wondered about how she would look on her knees for him.

“S-sorry.” She looked at him pleadingly and it was driving him insane. “I’m-”

“Y/N, yeah you’re from number three right?” Of course, he knew, he didn’t need her to answer that.

“Um – yes, my mother told me to come by and drop off some fruit she picked up at the market.”

He trailed his eyes down towards her arm and to his surprise, there was a large basket of delightful looking fruit held in her small hand. He could see all kinds of colors coming from the hamper; oranges, pinks, reds, but his eyes landed on the tiny white dress she had on, exposing her smooth thighs. “Aren’t we supposed to bring the new neighbors housewarming gifts?” He arched his eyebrow at her.

His intimidating glare was burning hot as she felt heat rushing throughout her whole body. “Yes, but, my mother insists. She said that she spoke with your parents at church the other day.” She stopped for a second to look away from his stare. “They were talking about how the were always too busy to go grocery shopping.” It was a weird conversation, but she was there stood behind her mother that Sunday patiently waiting for them to finish their conversations. A part of her was upset at the fact that the man in front of her didn’t attend the mass.

She looked up again through her lashes again and he cursed to himself. “How sweet of you.” He was trying his hardest not to fuck her right there on the porch. He knew he couldn’t. She just looked so needy in his eyes, he kept imagining her whole figure naked, riding his cock. He raised his arm to lean it on the door frame, showing off his heavy bicep. Grayson looked at her one last time, scanning his eyes top to bottom and tilted the corner of his lip up. Without warning he spun around, walking down his hallway at a slow pace. His broad back was exposed, every crevice and dip made her stomach flip. His muscles looked as though they flexed with every move he made. “Come.” He instructed her, without even turning around and checking up on the sweet girl who was staring in awe.

He was finding it hard to describe her as anything else other than ‘sweet’. She looked like a sweet girl, a kind one with a big heart. He bet she tasted sweet, as sweet as the fruit in that basket.

She followed him, closed the door behind her and proceeded to the kitchen with her fruit basket in hand. He began to reach his arm towards her and her heart started to pound again, grazing his fingers over her hand as he took the basket from her and set it on the counter. Their eyes met once again but he backed away before he was tempted to touch more than the back of her hand. She took a moment to look around the kitchen to distract herself from her dirty thoughts. It was spacious, mostly white walls with an incredible amount of light shining through from the glass doors which lead to their yard. He motioned for her to sit on a stool. Damn it. She was staring at him again, but this time her eyes were trailing down from his thick neck, across his chest and torso to his prominent v-line. She licked her lips at the sight but immediately scolded herself for doing it. She had never looked at a man like this, especially an older man.

Grayson wasn’t too old though; he was only twenty-five. Their seven-year age gap was not too overstretched as she was eighteen and legal, but they had to put their temptations to the side. When Grayson agreed on visiting his parents for the summer he never knew he would encounter such a beautiful temptress next door.

“These peaches look delicious.” He kept eye contact with her as he took one in his hand and took a bite. He sucked it up a little before disconnecting the fruit from his lips and chewing it, juices dripping from the corners of his mouth. Now, this was when she felt an ache in her core. The tingles from a couple minutes ago subsided and formed into something almost painful, it was something new, and she couldn’t suppress it. He used his long fingers to swipe over the juices left on his face and turned back to her. “So, how was your little party yesterday, Y/N?” He said in an almost mocking tone, it was like he knew that she wanted him to catch her in that bikini. She wanted him to see her venerable and almost naked.

“It was fun,” she spoke hesitantly, “I would’ve invited your family over-”

“Don’t worry about it Y/N.” He took another bite of his peach, slightly sucking it some more. “I would’ve been too tempted anyway.”

Her heart rate increased the moment he said that; she considered it to be an innocent sentence, but she couldn’t help but wonder if he was thinking about being tempted by her – how she was likewise infatuated with him on the first day they met. She watched him as he stood across from her on the other side of the counter.

“You looked cute,” he continued on, chewing his juicy little peach. “So, tell me Y/N…” There was a long pause as he took another bite of the peach again, “how’s settling in? School? friends?” Grayson wanted to ask her something about her little yellow bikini, but he knew it was inappropriate.

“It’s going well,’ she paused for a second to look at his face, “I’ve almost finished unpacking. And as for friends, you’re probably the only person that I’ve had a full conversation with.”

His eyes grew slightly wider, noticing a little sparkle in her eye. “But it seemed like you had plenty to talk to yesterday.” He remembered seeing a lot of people there, even a few boys that eyed her up and down. The thought of how easy it was for a boy to take her innocent little pussy that day made got him heated. It was true, she had invited quite a few of her new ‘friends’, but she quickly became uninterested in them when all they would do is gossip. “They gave me bad vibes,” she shifted as his eyes were fixed on hers, “and they all kind of intimidated me…I didn’t realize that all the girls were perfect and how the guys were kind of big.”

“Big?” Grayson arched his eyebrow, chuckling lightly. Yet he was all but amused on the inside. If he found out that a boy had laid a finger on her he won’t hesitate to take her on the table and show her the difference between a boy and a man. He was finding it harder and harder to resist her as the seconds passed. His erection started to rise at the thought of taking her virginity. He was almost certain that she was as innocent as she looked but perhaps she decided to give it to one of the shits that were staring at her for the whole day. He then took one last bite of his peach, sucking it hard.

“Uh- I meant- just- that the guys here are taller than me,” her tone sounded like she was asking a question as her cheeks began to redden “they made me feel smaller than I usually am…” She trailed off as he cast his burning gaze into her eyes. He walked over her, towering over her figure.

“Do I intimidate you, Y/N?” He looked down on her, connecting their eyes. Her face was so close to touching his chest as she sat there. She felt the familiar feeling of her heart pounding. She looked up at him with a gulp, she didn’t realise that she was holding her breath until her throat started to hurt a little. But he pulled a grin on his beautiful face and chuckled loudly, breaking away from her slightly. The boisterous laugh made her feel embarrassed, she thought that she was mocking him. Her heart began to ache, thinking that he was teasing her; a naive little girl.

“I- I think I better go now,” was all that she could say, she was feeling heavily frustrated and embarrassed. She could feel her core throbbing and her heart getting attached to Grayson’s bright smile. The man in front of her was so endearing yet he was the cause of this sexual build up inside of her.

He stopped smiling at her and his lips formed into a slight pout. “Wait,” she was already getting up from her stool, fixing her dress that slightly rode up. He glanced at her thighs again then licked his lips. “Try one, they’re delicious.” She looked up to see him with a peach in his hand and dark brooding eyes. He wanted her. So fucking badly. He needed to taste her. But right now he just wanted to be in her company for a little longer, before she decided to run away from the ‘big’ man who she found so daunting.

Her eyes flickered from the peach to his deep pupils, taking the fruit and putting her mouth on it. It made a squelching noise as she took a big bite, keeping her eyes on his; her lips pressed against the skin of the peach as juices spilled out and trickled quickly from her chin down her neck. But she didn’t realise the mess she had made as soon as a small moan escaped her lips. Grayson was right, it was delicious, so delicious she closed her eyes.

The sight in front of him caused his cock to twitch. Her little moan, the juices dripping down her face; just that look of ecstasy on her as she closed her eyes made him almost cum on the spot. He couldn’t help but whimper a small “fuck” out of his mouth as he observed her.

She snapped open her eyes quickly when heard him curse, and to her surprise, she was met with a dark-eyed man; hunger evident in his face. “It tastes wonderful,” she giggled slightly in hopes to relieve some of the obvious sexual tension between the two. But that did nothing but fuel his temptations some more. Her breath hitched as she realised how close she was to him; her back was pressed against the counter. Then, out of pure lust, he used his large hand to trail his long fingers up from her neck, to the tip of her chin and finally to the corner of her mouth, collecting the excess succulence from the fruit. He took her by surprise when he licked his two fingers, sucking the juices off, letting out a groan, all while keeping eye contact with her. “So sweet,” he murmured lowly with a slight croak in his voice. She could feel her thighs start to become wet, so she pressed them together to release some of the throbbing but it only drew his attention to her exposed thighs.

“I bet you taste just as sweet.” He spoke so quietly that she almost missed it. He reached his fingers up to the corner of her pink lips once more, taking the rest of the juices on his two fingers, but this time he hovered them over her mouth. 

She was nervous, her head was spinning at the strong ache she could feel in her core, and his hard cock pressing against her was not helping, but she knew she needed that man and he needed her too. And so she opened her mouth, letting the man – who she met not too long ago – put his fingers inside her mouth, feeding her the delicious fruit juices collected from her skin. She then decided to close her lips around his fingers, the soft plumpness making him let out another low groan. She began to suck it, taking all the juices from his thick fingers as he slowly pulled them out.

“Y/N,” he took that same warm hand to place it on her cheek, using his thumb to rub softly against her smooth skin. He could feel her breath quickening as he did so, “my little temptress.” They both stared into each other’s eyes, witnessing their iris’ get deeper in color. He leaned his face forward, touching her lips for a light yet passionate peck before pulling away quickly, observing her face contort into a small smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. Their lips molded into one another’s, sucking and exploring the surface of their pillows. Grayson took the liberty to take her lips between her teeth, making her drip for him. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling slightly, trying to mimic the actions he did to her lip. Their tongues explored the walls of their mouths, teeth clashing which added to the hotness of the summer sun which now lingered on their skin.

Grayson used his large hand to cup her face, disconnecting their lips, making her look up to him. “I want to fuck you, Y/N,” he whispered bluntly, “I want to feel my cock stretch your tight little pussy right now,” he pecked her lips then pulled away again, “but I can tell,” he placed another affectionate kiss on her cheek, “that you’ve never let anyone inside yet.” Her eyes grew wide at his words. “So, will you let me eat you, Y/N?”

Her head began to spin again. She had been fantasising about his lips against her pussy ever since she met him. The way his plump lips would feel against her wetness and suck against her throbbing clit. Grayson’s hand grazing across her naked thigh made her jump. She was so adorable it just made him want to pound her until she was begging him to stop. He was so tempted by her, so he connected their lips together again, their tongues battling for dominance until Grayson trailed his mouth down to her neck; licking and sucking on the smooth skin. “You smell heavenly.” That small compliment sent shivers down her spine and caused the throbbing in her core to be more prominent. He continued to kiss and suck until she was moaning his name, rolling off her tongue like she was born to do it. “Say yes,” he whispered against the nape of her neck, sucking harder, leaving a red mark on her skin. She only moaned in response, pulling his chocolate locks a little roughly, causing him to whimper at her touch. “Tell me that you want me to eat you, Y/N, fuck.” He was waiting for her permission, for the words to fall out of her beautiful mouth.

“Grayson…” She couldn’t stop moaning, she had never been touched by anyone before, no one had ever kissed down her neck like this before, and she was feeling all new sensations. “Yes- I want you to.” She whimpered, desperate for his mouth to meet her dripping core.

“I want you to say it.” Grayson was now cupping her face again, her eyes drawn to his. “Tell me how much you want me to eat you, Y/N.” A shriek came from her mouth as she felt his fingers go under her skirt and graze her soaking underwear. He smirked at how the smallest thing can make her squirm.

“Grayson, eat me, please.” She was practically begging now, she couldn’t resist his velvety sound and the way he said her name. Her sweet voice made his cock ache in his shorts and he could feel himself throbbing.

“I’d love to.” His lips tilted into a smile. A genuine smile that showed real happiness in him. He then leaned in once more, kissing her sugary lips that still and the flavors of peach lingering on them. He wasted no time in grabbing her waist, lifting her to sit her on the counter. He placed his hands on her thighs, rubbing them gently as they etched closer to her burning heat. Their mouths were still connected, sucking and gliding across each other’s tongues. Y/N whimpered when their tongues came apart. Grayson’s face was close to hers, he was breathing heavily as he let “so beautiful” slip out of his lips before lowering his head. His nimble fingers slipped her underwear off, her dress still covering her throbbing pussy. Grayson decided to tease himself, not letting himself see her pussy until later, savoring the moment with her. He wanted to make himself wait, the more he waits the better it’ll feel when he sees her wet core, all for him.

He trailed his thick fingers along her dripping slit to her pulsing clit. He could feel the precum leaking from his cock as he felt how warm she was. “You’re soaking, baby.” The pet name made her heart flutter, it sounded so good coming from his mouth. Grayson went back down and she shrieked at the amount of pleasure that was building up in her stomach. Grayson grinned to himself, he had only just got started with her and she’s already writhing under him. His eyes were focused on her face as he began to rub her clit faster at an even pace. Oh, how he wished he could just pull his cock out and feel her around him. He applied more pressure on his rubbing as she felt her peak coming.

“Gray-s- I’m-”

Her breathing became heavy as he started to rub faster, going in circular motions, against her needy little pussy. He didn’t think that she would cum under his touch so early but she couldn’t wait to see her face as she came. “Fuck,” he could feel her shaking so his touch became rough, pressing into her until she moaned; moaned his name out so loud that he could have came right then and there with her. She gushed on his fingers as he still continued to rub her sensitivity.

“I’ve got so many more ways to make you cum, Y/N,” he watched her as her face exploded with pleasure, how her eyebrows furrowed and how her lips parted to scream his name. He bought his fingers up to his lips and tasted her juices and his eyes widened when the taste of sweet summer fruit remained on his tongue. She was utterly delicious. He could still feel her cum dripping from her hot little pussy and he couldn’t take it anymore.

He lifted her white little dress up and the sight before him made his mouth water. Her tight little cunt was soaking, the sticky cum spread around her clit to her thighs. He looked up to her face, breathing heavily and doe-eyed, waiting for his tongue to touch her sweet core. There was a sort of glint in her eye that he couldn’t comprehend. But before she could glance back at him he lowered his head, she could feel his hot breath on her pretty pink pussy. But before she could open her mouth to say anything he swiped his tongue lightly from her entrance to her clit, humming after a full taste of her flavor. “Such a sweet girl with a sweet little pussy.” His eyes looked up to meet her eyes, she was watching him and he smirked at her devilishly, knowing that she was waiting for him to do more.

So he gave her just that; he prepared his lips, licking them while keeping eye contact with her. He went down to lick her thighs, cleaning up the cum that was spread across them. Then he began to suck, groaning once he was satisfied with the new marks he had given her. Her eyes were fixated on his tongue, watching him use it skilfully against the smooth skin of her thighs. Grayson’s hot breath against her core made her whimper. He could feel his dick aching but he was so focused on giving her the most pleasure she will ever receive. He let out an animalistic growl before he spoke. “Fucking mine.” He spread her legs out roughly, then attached his mouth to her aching pussy using his lips to mimic his movements when he was making out with her. Sucking lightly then brushing his tongue inside, getting the real essence of her heavenly cunt. Her moans and whimpers made him wild. “I’m going to make you cum. Hard,” licking her pussy some more, “and I’m going to be the only one who ever gets make this sweet pussy cum.” He said in a husky tone, looking up at her deep eyes before going back to giving her everything he had.

Her moans filled the sticky air, his name was chanted by her multiple times. She began to feel sweat slowly trickling down her forehead. Grayson was going fast now. Lapping his tongue back and forth against her soft walls. He savored every moment he had buried deep within her thighs, using his hands to spread her legs out further and humming whenever her moans would get louder. He used his lips to suck on her clit, making her whimper and screech.

It was almost unbearable for her, the pleasure would make her subconsciously close her legs, to which Grayson responded with a groan, spreading her legs wider than before. His tongue and lips were delicate yet they were moving roughly against her, sucking and licking every inch of her beauty. She moved her hands down towards his hair, pulling on it slightly as Grayson used his tongue to devour her.

“Fuck!” She shrieked as he began to suck harder on her clit. She could feel the way he used his lips to wrap around her, his tongue digging deeper and deeper into her core. He could feel her thighs shaking, knowing she was close so he went faster and harder. He sucked her clit and used his tongue to lick her tight little pussy until she was screaming his name, her eyes rolling back and her back arched. She felt the sudden rush of extreme pleasure quickly. He slurped her up with his lips as she continued to cum in his mouth. He couldn’t get enough of the melodiousness that was oozing from her.

She thought that he would stop but Grayson kept going. Now using his fingers to rub on her swollen clit; a delightfully pink color. She was breathing heavily already, worn out by his tongue. Her moans got louder when she grabbed her legs, folded them together and pushed them up to her chest, giving him better access to her tight little hole. He used one hand to assist rubbing her pussy while he used the other to keep her legs up. He took his long tongue and used it to push inside her tight cunt.

“G-grayson! I-” He didn’t let her finish her sentence as he kept going. Taking his tongue out and pulling it out again, fucking her with it. She was so engrossed by the pleasure that she started to grope her own breast, imagining his large hands instead of hers. He used his fingers to spread out her lips, licking around them before finally putting his tongue back in, making her back arch from pleasure again. She felt like her brain was rolling around her head, the pleasure too immense to describe. I was only a matter of seconds until she would come for the third time for Grayson. He stuck his tongue in more so she could feel him deeper inside her tight walls.

“I’m going to-” her moans almost took over, “cum, Grays-” He rubbed his fingers rapidly as she came harder than ever before, her juices spilling over him and on his chest. God damn. She just squired for him. His eyes widened with want as soon as he saw her gushing for him, her trickling fluid dripping off the counter. He wanted to be inside her, but he knew he did more than enough for her today. She was heaving, and he only just noticed the tears threatening to spill from her wide eyes. He felt a pang of guilt hit him but it disappeared when a smile formed on her lips. She sat up, grabbed his neck and pressed their lips together. She could taste herself from his lips and she had to agree with Grayson; she did taste sweet.

They intertwined their lips together for the next hour, exchanging their filthy thoughts and fantasies of each other, promising that they will fulfill their deepest desires.

[impaladolan]

Again - Grayson Dolan

overview: you had been denied all day, one time after another, after another— so you decided to take things into your hands, and he didn’t like that..

word count: 1.2k

warnings: fem and male masturbaution, oral - male receiving, use of toys, maledom , femsub, degradation, cum denial, swearing, and just lots of dirty/sexy talk haha.

a/n: this was actually a dream i had the other night.. spicy..

"Again."

"I-I can't—"

"Again." His voice was serpentine and accusatory, plowing through your whimpers with its baritone and timber.

"Grayson.." You whine and implore for the millionth time it seemed, aching all over for the end of this torturous trap he has you strung through.

"You disobeyed me, Y/N. Continue your pleas and we'll go all fucking night." He crosses his black slacked leg over the other, reaching to undo the first two buttons of his white dress shirt with a devilish fix upon you.

You were sat across the room from him, legs spread apart and shaking, panties in a bundle around your ankles, and your sensitive core glistening in the haze of his hungry eyes. He made you keep one hand around your clothed breast and the other wrapped around a vibrating wand that continued to buzz in your hand.

"A-fucking-gain, Y/N." His stare hardened even more so, not a drop of remorse across his hazels.

Your chest began to rise and fall fast as you moved the toy back over your pulsing bud, immediately pulling you back into a trance of seeking release. Your head fell back and your teeth sunk deep into your bottom lip, an echoing sob replacing the silence. You were already so close, being that you had been sat there for over an hour, forced to edge yourself over and over until he's satisfied.

It hurt so fucking good.

"Stop."

"No.." It came out as a whisper, but you knew he heard you when you felt his footsteps coming towards you. You didn't open your eyes until you felt his hand grab your wrist and pull you out of the euphoric atmosphere you were deeply submerged within. You pressed your thighs together to subdue your aching need and looked up at him under your eyelashes, pleading for him to finish this.

"You're not very good at doing what you're told." He shut the vibrator off and threw it to the side, leaning down to whisper his words in your ear. His hand traveled down your body until it pulled your knees further apart than before and he had his hand toying with your molten cove.

"You're sopping wet, princess." He sounded falsely apologetic, whilst you arched back again as he ran his thumb back and forth over your swollen clit. You sighed, wrapping your needy fingers around his thick forearm for support.

"Please.." Oh, it felt divine. He did slow circles while his other hand slipped under your knee and pinned it high. You almost thought he'd let you go, unravel the knot in your abdomen, and be free of his torment.

But it is not so.

He pulled away just as fast as he had been there, touching and feeling and caressing you until you were all numb and shaking for him. Another helpless wine fell from your mouth, a breathless cry more like. And he just stood there, the devil himself, unfazed except for the stir in his cock.

"Please!" You moved from the couch and down to the floor beneath him, your hands snaking up his legs and attacking his belt buckle with more than just wanton and desire. He let you undo his belt and pull it through the loops, his callous hand finding it’s way into your hair. You undid the button and pulled the zipper all the way and his trousers fell slack around his hips and you could see the waistband of his boxers.

You looked up at him for the first time, underneath the haze of his eyes and the domineering look about him. He nodded his head, silently pleading for you to go on. You pulled his slacks the rest the way down and let them pool at his feet. And your blush immediately darkened when you saw the tent in his undergarments— all because of you.

You bit your lip again and posed another glance at his face.

“Don’t get all shy now, princess.” He took his free hand and grabbed one of yours, placing it around his clothed cock and letting a rumbling groan slip from his lips. You squeezed your tiny little hand around him and watched as he moved closer to your touch, begging for it. You traced his shaft, delicate and messy outlines with your soft fingertips until you finally looped them around his waistband and let him spring free. He stood tall and wide and red and completely sensitive to you. You instantly wrapped your lips around his swollen head and let your fingers go back to tracing him, slow and soft.

You wanted him to feel the pain and torture he caused you only moments ago.

You let him go with a pop! and let your dominant hand pump him, still slow and brutally frustrating. Your other hand went to find the vibrator again, turning it back onto a low setting and letting it buzz against you while you pleasured him.

Mmm.

You put your mouth back over him once you settled into the wand, your moans rolling over his cock.

Growing impatient, he moved his hand to the back of your head and pressed you further down his dick, earning another whimper from you and a guttural sigh from him. Your breathing went erratic again and you couldn’t help but already feel the arrival of your orgasm nearing. You took another long pull from cock and let your hands wrap around him again, this time much faster and hasty.

You looked back up at him for the third time and mewled with plea. His chest rose and fell heavily too, his muscles tightening around his abdomen and thighs.

“Just a little more baby, finish.” He pushed your head back over his dick once again and you took him even more than before, trying your best to suction him and let the warmth of your tongue and mouth encapsulate him. You moaned around him again, sending him off into his orgasm at once.

He pulled his cock from your lips and let his seed cover your chest and he allowed another sigh and fighting groan empty from his chest with reckless abandon. Your hips shook at your approaching high and you wrapped your hand around the vibrator to really settle it against your sopping pussy. Your brows furrowed and your eyes almost rolled back as you felt your climax about over take you.

Sudden and unprecedented, his arms wrapped around yours and pulled you from your peak. He lifted you from the ground, threw you back onto the couch, and took your toy away leaving you a sobbing mess. True tears began to fall onto your cheeks and you squeezed your thighs back together once again, trying to tip yourself over the edge.

It wasn’t enough.

“You look so pretty, edged and on the verge of fucked out.” He laughed. He fucking laughed.

He watched you breathe and the sweat and tears dribble down you and the cum still slathered across your chest, like a claim. He settled the vibrator beside you, turned and went to sit back in the chair he was previously sat, except for this time, his cock was out and erect, his meaty hand twisted around it and easy to watch you suffer— over and over and over.

“Again.”

a/n: let me know if you liked! <3

[godcent]

paycheck - g.b.d.

cw: homewrecking, verbal/physical humiliation, unprotected sex.

    “i want you in my office in five, y/n. is that clear?” she hissed. “crystal.” i huffed. i didn’t see the point. i knew what was bound to happen.

   i gathered my things and headed upstairs to my dreadful meeting with my manager, vivienne. my heart wrenched more and more with every click of my over-priced work heels. every pair of eyes i passed seem to stick as i walked. 

    i laid out on my way to the office every possible scenario in my head. but my train of thought circled back to one in specific every time. i was about to be fired. 

   vivienne had been nagging me about my expectations for weeks almost. she didn’t like for the truth to get out. 

    i tidied up my skirt before twisting the door knob. at the conference table sat vivienne alongside her useless husband, grayson. he’s lucky he’s so gorgeous. otherwise i don’t think he’d still have a placement in this establishment. 

   “have a seat.” she commanded. i slid one of the chairs from under the table. “now, y/n. i think you know why you’re here.” i took a seat in the black office chair. “yes, ma’am, i do. can i be frank with you?” i leaned in. she nodded quickly in approval. “i think it’s bullshit.” i spoke plainly. 

    “excuse me?” she scoffed. “would you like me to repeat myself, ma’am?” i smiled. “listen here, y/n. the things that you’ve been saying about both me and this corporation are completely inappropriate. we’ve discussed this in the past and i won’t put up with it anymore. got it?” 

   “you must not have the capability to handle the truth, ms. vivienne.” i pouted. “okay i have had enough of this! you’ve embarrassed me, you’ve embarrassed this establishment, and frankly you’ve embarrassed yourself along the way.” she raised her voice. “okay, viv. i think you need to calm down.” grayson stepped in. 

   she took a step back, looking astonished, almost. “alright, grayson. why don’t you deal with her?” she stormed abruptly out the door.

    we marinated in the painful silence of the office. i let the adrenaline in my veins build up before getting up from my seat. “you heard her,” i began, walking toward him with my finger on the glass table. 

    i smiled sweetly and straddled his waist. i tilted his head to the side. slowly, i leaned closer and closer to his ear. “deal with me, grayson.” i whispered. 

   i looked again into his starry eyes and grabbed hold of his hand. he watched at my wet lips in awe as i slid his muscly hand up my thigh. he quickly drew me in and pressed his soft, pink lips on mine. 

    keeping his one hand on my upper thigh, he ran the other frantically through my hair. i gradually leaned further and further into the steamy kiss with every second. my hips rolled eagerly onto his lap, the feeling of his hardening cock growing more potent as i continued. 

   i felt on his perfectly groomed beard. his skin was soft. he smelled vividly of over-priced cologne and it was absolutely inebriating. 

      i licked the taste of him off my lips when he pulled away. he looked down at his anxious hands as he undid his pant zipper. i watched carefully, waiting for him to be revealed. my soaking cunt ached at the sight of the bulging imprint in his boxer briefs.  

   i looked back up at his face, dazzled. the smirk he beamed let me know he was well used to this look. he pulled his cock quickly out of the waistband of his underwear, the same look in his eye. 

    he lifted my skirt in order to inspect my clothing situation. i impatiently watched his attack. his hands slid around the crotch area of my black panty hoes. i gasped as i heard the fabric torn apart right under me. 

   he kissed gently around my jaw. “i wanna watch you bounce on this cock for me. can you do that, y/n?” he whispered. i could feel the pulsating beat of my cunt intensify at his words. i nodded. 

   i positioned myself on his upright sat tip to perfection. his hands wrapped around my waist in a tenderly fashion. 

    i winced as he slowly pushed my body onto his dick. “yeah,” he began. “just like that...” 

   it felt almost as if i could feel him in my stomach. i gripped onto the chair back behind him as i bounced up and down, quicker and quicker with every minute. 

    i threw my head back, releasing a desperate moan on the way. quicker than i could blink, his hand slid between my parted lips. his fingers crept down my throat. “shut up, bitch.” he scolded. 

   i sucked slowly on his fingers as i rode his cock, my eyes drawn to his. i hummed against his hand in ecstasy, earning another push down my throat. 

    the feeling of his hands tangled and tugging on my hair was deliciously painful. he quickened the pace, moving me up and down by my locks. i fluttered my eyelashes. 

    “you like that? don’t you, slut?” his jaw clenched. he pulled the two fingers in my mouth down, stretching my jaw wide open. “let me see that tongue.” my tongue slid slowly out of my mouth at his command. 

   i smiled subtly as i felt his warm spit on my tongue. he shoved his two fingers down my throat, triggering my gag reflex once more. 

   his hands proceeded to my ass as they felt around aimlessly. i could feel my walls tighten around him at his simple touch. the profanity uttered under my breath was quickly muted by grayson. “didn’t i tell you to be quiet, bitch? didn’t i?” he grit his teeth. yes, i nodded. 

    i furrowed my brows, intimidated by the piercing stare he gave me. i felt his cock pulsate inside of me as he grunted. “god, you’re gonna make me cum.” he thrusted his hips forcibly into my gushing cunt. 

    our bodies slammed together a few times more before i felt him release right in my core. 

   as he pulled himself out of me, i could feel his juices trickle down my cunt. the feeling was relieved with a quick swipe of grayson’s finger. while one hand held my mouth open, the other was feeding his warm, fresh cum down my throat. i sucked every last drop from his fingertips. 

   “ you don’t seem so mouthy anymore, do you?”

[jtsfavslut]

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!!! 

[whorefordean]

imagine doing the “rate your boyfriend throughout the day” tik tok with grayson, like him annoying you and him being cuddly🥺. may you please write a concept like that?

Grayson hadn’t known you’d been recording him throughout the day. He probably just thought you were taking quick pictures of him bc you do that a lot. Who wouldn’t tho? He is so 🥺

But he finally sees it when he’s laying down scrolling through TikTok. He has a smile on his face as you pop up on his screen. It quickly disappears tho when he sees the negative ranking you gave him for messing up your hair.

But he smiles again when he sees the really high ranking over the clip of him laying on top of you pressing kisses against your belly and arms as your hands rake through his hair.

When you walk into the room, grayson is frowning, though. He’s looking at his phone but pouts up at you when he hears the soft patter of your feet.

“What’s wrong, bubs,” you ask him while crawling into bed beside him. You cuddle into his side and wrap your arms around him.

“You really gave me a negative one thousand for cutting my hair?” Gray questions sadly. You giggle lightly.

“I still love it, baby. I just miss it being long,” you reassured while pressing a sweet kiss to his pouted lips.

[baby-turtles]

You wake up to loud grunting and and the muffled sounds of “Lil Wayne’s - I like the view”. Immediately you know Grayson outside the double door to his room getting in a workout. You roll over to have a peak through the mirror on the wall if you can see him. To your delight he’s there with his back tattoo flexing with every pull up he completes. You take your time laying in bed watching him workout it’s not often he leaves you to sleep in on a Saturday morning instead of dragging you out of bed to join him.

You watch him a minute longer finishing up his last set of pull ups before he jumps down and turns to grab his hydro flask smirking as he catches you watching him though the mirror making his way back to the room to kiss you good morning.

“Morning babe, sorry I didn’t wake you. Thought you might like the sleep in for once” he smiles leaning down to peck you on the lips and then forehead

“Thank you. I did enjoy the sleep in... but the show I caught in the mirror was just as good” you smile brightly at him as he picks up his phone to check the time.

“Oh yeah?” Grayson smugly smiles at you

“Yeah I think I’ll stay in bed a little longer if I can still have that view while you’re finishing up” you nod your head towards the double doors

“What my lady wants my lady gets...” he laughs giving you another peck.

Grayson goes to walk outside not before catching himself in the mirror. Knowing Grayson as long as you had known him, you knew he wasn’t about to miss an opportunity to flex his muscles in the mirror and take a photo as the morning sun shone through the doorway.

You laughed out loud as you watch him roll his shorts up at the leg and flex taking another one of his douche bag mirror selfies you loved.

“Laugh all you want baby, but you know you love getting these on a stressful day at work. Plus I think I might break the internet with this one” he smirks winking at you as he heads back outside.

“I see how it is recycle your thirst trap photos on me! I don’t even get unseen ones” you call out. Not even a second later he appears in the door way closing the doors with force making you squeal with excitement. You knew exactly what you were in for and you weren’t complaining.

[anusha-swritings]

Hide! Single!Dad G.D.

Summary: Grayson and y/n get interrupted by Bella

Warnings: Slight suggestiveness, fluff, light angst

Series Masterlist

Main Masterlist

y/n’s POV

Grayson and I have been dating for almost a year now, but instead of celebrating we’ve both been super busy lately and haven't seen each other for a week. So today I decided we should spend time together, the thing is Grayson isn’t sure how involved we should get Bella, his 5 year old daughter, in our relationship, still. Meaning today Ethan would go to pick up Bella from daycare so we could spend some time together. 

Grayson texted me that Ethan is staying at his girlfriend’s house so I could come over as soon as I was finished editing. 

Once I finished editing I took a shower, and put my hair in 2 french braids. I drove over to Grayson’s place. I knocked on the door and as soon as it opened I jumped into his arms. “I missed you.” I mumbled into his neck. He sighed and closed the door, “Missed you too.” He carried me to his room and laid us on the bed. We watched Netflix for a while cuddling and enjoying each others presence. I shifted a bit moving one of my legs over Gray’s while I was still cuddled into his side, watching Netflix over his shoulder on the iMac. 

He randomly leans over pressing his lips passionately against mine. “Hmmmm.” I hummed. “What was that for?” I asked, smirking and pressing our foreheads together. “I just realized I haven't kissed you in over a week.” He muttered before joining our lips again. Grayson rolled me on top of his chest and pushed his tongue past my lips. I moaned slightly into his mouth. His hands wandered my back as mine tangled into his hair. 

I hear the front door open somewhere in the background and push it to the back of my mind, until I hear Bella calling out and running toward his room. “DADDY” She yelled running toward us, Grayson froze in his place before pulling me off and hiding me in the closet giving me an apologetic look before closing the door.

“Daddy!” I heard Bella exclaim running into the room as I  watched through the slats of the closet. “Hey baby, how was your day?” Grayson asked, picking her up. “Good. Look I drew a picture!” She showed him a paper. “Wow, baby that’s beautiful. How about we hang it on the fridge. I’ll be right out, I just have to….use the restroom.” He made a half assed excuse. 

Bella gleefully excepted wandering off to the kitchen to pick a magnet for her drawing. Grayson made sure she was out of sight before closing the door and walking over to the closet. I crossed my arms and gave him a very annoyed look. 

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. “What was that?” I asked, stepping out of the closet and sitting on the bed.  He pouted. “I don’t know I just freaked out. I didn’t know what to do.” 

Grayson continues to apologize as I just giggled. I kiss his cheek and we leave the room. As I walk into the living room and sit down on the couch. Bella runs into the room. “y/n when did you get here?” She asks, causing me, Ethan, and Grayson to burst out laughing.

Taglist: @guiltydols​ 

[saturatedolan]

Crush - Grayson Dolan

WARNING: SMUT

Summary: Grayson and Y/N haven’t talked in years. The end of their friendship was the result of high school and Grayson scolded himself for letting her slip past his fingers. Despite the years they spent apart, they had always been on each other’s minds. 

Word count: 8K

A/N: Hello! Here’s my next fic. It’s very loosely based on Crush by Cigarettes After Sex (listen to the song if you haven’t it’s amazing) and also a small scene in this is inspired by a part in Charles Dickens’s Great Expectations because I loved it so much. Hope you guys like this one, i’ve been putting this off for ages and i’ve finally finished it lmao.

“Prick.”

Y/N couldn’t help but let the gentle cuss out her lips as she watched him take over. It wasn’t like her to use such vulgar language, but today was just getting worse; she felt completely and utterly drained. And this, somewhat pissed, look on her face was caused by just one person and it sure as hell wasn’t the jock who just pushed in front of her.

“Heard that,” Grayson let out a small chuckle. He thought that it was kind of cute to hear Y/N talk like that. He’d never really heard so much as a sweet, innocent sentence slip from that plump mouth of hers. But then again, they’d never really seen much of each other since they began to start making new friends, going to different classes – you know, things that are bound to occur in one’s young friendship.

Grayson could so vividly recall the day that they first entered the humid halls of their new high school together. Their hands almost touching as they made their ways through the halls. He was so close to grasping her hand, inching his way to entwine his fingers with hers. He almost had it too, if it weren’t for the bell ringing and the gentle stampede of students pulling them apart.

It was a sort of wake up call for him. He knew how much their friendship would change during their years of high school. But unfortunately for him, it wasn’t what he was expecting.

“Promise we’ll catch up next time,” rang through his ears as he remembered Y/N’s guilty expression which occurred on more than one occasion. He couldn’t even recall the last time that they actually exchanged a word to each other. But he couldn’t blame her. She was completely perfect - his dream girl - and he scolded himself every night for letting her slip through his fingers.

It was only a matter of moments until Grayson was drawn out of his thoughts by a light clearing of the throat. Now, it was Y/N’s turn to reminisce on her childhood crush. As he turned around with that wide smile and those bright eyes, all she could do was gawk at the familiar yet different face in front of her. He towered over her body, casting a shadow on her expression which hid the glimmer in her eyes. ‘Wow’ was all she could think of as she stood before him.

She hadn’t forgotten about Grayson, but she certainly wasn’t expecting him to look as good as he did now. She was aware that he was the team’s starting running back for years now, but she never really had a good look at him until now. She exchanged a few glances with him across the halls, but it was nothing more than a brief look.

His shoulders were far more broad than she remembered. His frame was extremely built and his facial features were more prominent than she last laid eyes on him properly. She couldn’t help but think that he was attractive – who wouldn’t – he was gorgeous and she couldn’t deny it.

She felt as though the bad mood that she had sported throughout the day was slowly diminishing. The memories of their summer bike rides through their neighborhood made her frowning eyes soften, and the thought of their long story-telling sessions made her lips curve upwards ever so slightly. It was nice seeing him again, it bought back a lot of nostalgia. Somehow, his gentle expression calmed her down the like way it used to.

She stared at the water droplet which slowly trickled from his chin, making its way down to his sharp jawline and down his tanned neck. She suddenly didn’t mind him cutting in front at all. After all, she was the very last person. It was only a water fountain, no need to be so harsh on him. He was probably thirsty after practice.

“Sorry Y/N,” he tried to say it as casually as he could, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He just smiled down at her, hearing the smooth melodies from the sun singing a gentle note. The golden reflects in her eyes were visible as he shifted, letting the light beam onto her soft skin. “I was just really thirsty.” He turned coy, her beauty making his throat hitch.

He knew that he needed to go, quick, before the bulge in his pants became more prominent. It wasn’t like him at all to lust over a girl who he had only just looked at, but Y/N was more than just a girl of desire to him. He could remember his childhood self wanting nothing more than to touch her palms with his, have their fingers latch onto one another’s before anything could happen to change it. He even used to want to share a kiss with her, just one chaste graze of their mouths to alleviate his intentions of being more than friends. But now, being more mature, he wanted more.

Grayson had his share of casual sex, but nothing could compare to the pleasure and satisfaction that he could give and receive with Y/N. Maybe one day he could have a chance with his dream girl and keep her from slipping away from his grasp.

And with that carnal yet sweet thought in his mind, he slipped past her and made his way to the locker rooms. His heart was thumping and he became nervous all of a sudden.

Her mouth was slightly agape as she watched Grayson scurry off into the building. Her eyes scanned the empty football field as she replayed his sentence in her head, again and again, stepping over to the silver water fountain and taking a few gulps of the water. The orange tones from the soft sunset lit her face up into a blissful sight as the sudden flood of anger washed over her, recollecting each detail of the heated argument with her boyfriend which she had to endure earlier.

CRUSH

The following day they found themselves in the exact same spot, only this time they were awkwardly waiting for each other to make a move. It was around the same time, the sun beginning to set which awarded them a golden filter. They’d often stay after school, Grayson for football practice and Y/N for extra time at the library.  She silently scolded herself for coming out to the bleachers on this Tuesday afternoon though. It was probably a force of habit as most days she would wait for her boyfriend in that very spot. She knew that there were better, closer, alternatives where she could get her water, but she somewhat hoped to see him again; just to get another glance at  Grayson. She wanted to feel the thing that she felt yesterday. The flip of her stomach when her eyes first made contact with his hazel ones.

Their pupils darted from each other to the fountain and then, they simultaneously opened their mouths, letting out a quiet word. They both cut themselves off with a chuckle. It must have been a peculiar sight for any passer-by. Two teenagers, standing a meter apart, just looking at each other, subtly observing each and every one of their features. Grayson, raised his arm to scratch the back of his neck, of course, this was out of habit, but Y/N took this opportunity to stare at his bulging muscles which made her mouth water just the slightest bit.

The tension was radiating off their bodies to the point that they could practically feel it tickling their skin, sending goosebumps to litter their arms.

“You go first,” She finally mustered up the courage to let a few words slip from her dry mouth.

“Thanks, Y/N,” he let out a bright, genuine smile.

Her eyes were fixed on his neck and the way his jaw moved. It was such a weird action to stare at but she couldn’t avert her eyes to anything else. She was observing the way a vein would pop out of his neck, how his tongue would come out every so often and how the droplets would drip down his chin. There was a sudden ache between her thighs which ravaged her insides. She felt so guilty for thinking such things about someone she hadn’t talked to for so long. But they way his eyes looked up through his lashes, meeting hers, made her thighs press together.

He was smiling now, lifting his head up from the cool water. His lips were wet and glistening, so delicious looking until he licked his lips and wiped his mouth. It was then that he caught the small shift of her bare thighs and her sunken posture, which was the cause of his smile. The fact that she was wearing an extremely short skirt didn’t help his growing boner at all, though.

“All yours,” he tried to keep the small grin on his face before lust completely took over his expression. They were both terrified though, they had no idea what to say to each other. Compliment each other? Just keep staring? It was already awkward enough. It was at times like these that Grayson wished that he could just kiss her. To have her lips pressed up against his to cover the uneasiness of the situation. However, his fantasy came crashing down as she brushed past him to go to the water fountain herself, feeling the coolness run through her tongue and down her hot throat.

Much like Y/N, Grayson couldn’t resist staring at her while she took her sips from the fountain. Like him, her tongue would occasionally slip out, causing his cock to rise without him even realising it. His eyes trailed down from her face down to her bent over body. The white fabric of her skirt rose up slightly, almost giving him the bittersweet view of her wet core. He wanted to touch her so badly that he had to ball his hands into fists to stop himself from grabbing her and fucking her right there on the spot.

What Grayson didn’t know was that Y/N wouldn’t mind that at all. In fact, she wanted it more than he did. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins as she could feel the cool air brushing up her skirt, meeting her drenched pussy. The fact that Grayson could be welcomed with the sight of her gillnetting lips caused her to jolt up, but then she remembered why she didn’t wear underwear. It wasn’t specifically for him to have a glance. But if he saw, then she honestly wouldn’t mind.

And with that, Grayson made a bold move which he contemplated for the past few minutes while gawking at her. It had two possible outcomes; she would either slap him or reciprocate. He honestly had no idea why he did it. Perhaps it was the unfulfilled childhood crush, or the way she looked with her eyes closed; so cute and tempting.

Grayson leaned down to her, slipping his tongue out to touch the cold running water.

Then, that was when he felt the tender touch of her lips against his tongue.

It was a shock to her, feeling the warmth of his touch on her, and it caused her eyes to open. She was faced with his heavy hazel eyes. The golden shimmer in them made him look so mesmerising, while the oranges and reds of the sky behind him made the scene so enthralling. The abrupt action made her melt into his mouth, the sweetness of his taste engulfed her senses and caused a wave of pleasure to course through her spine.

Grayson closed his eyes, tracing his tongue along her soft lips until she opened her mouth, accepting all of him. Their lips latched onto each other so delicately, sharing one kiss which completely and utterly consumed their minds. All it took was the feeling of his fingertips grazing her cheek to make her pull away. In that moment she shared with Grayson, she had completely forgotten about her boyfriend. It was like his lips freed her from all her worries. Yet, unfortunately, reality had to set in for her when her fantasy brushed her skin.

“Oh my God, I- I'm so sorry-” Honestly, Grayson felt guilty. He shouldn’t have acted so selfishly. The fact that she had a boyfriend didn’t even cross his mind. He felt embarrassed, his cheeks began to redden and he ran off just as she opened her mouth to say something.

She was stunned. Not by his actions, but how this man could completely rid her memories of Max in those moments of their lips touching. It was something that she wanted again, and she felt so guilty for enjoying the mere few seconds of it.

CRUSH

The music was blaring and Y/N didn’t know how much longer she could last. The musty smell of the sweaty bodies made her want to leave straight away, but somehow, she was still here. Perhaps it was just because she was looking for some fun, a cathartic release to free her from the stresses of the previous week. It was like her argument with max had completely slipped her mind throughout the few days. Maybe it’s because her mind was occupied by someone else. But right now, the deepness of her melancholy was so intense in her heart that it fuelled her body to keep squeezing past the sea of bodies, making her way to the basement.

She was the one that had wanted to resolve things actually, but she knew that this wasn’t the reason why she was so down. She told him that she needed space, which was true, yet she couldn’t help but think how Grayson was the main reason. It wasn’t as if their relationship was difficult recently, because it was, but the way Grayson made her feel in the few seconds he kissed her sent shocks of electricity down her spine. She felt more in that one kiss with Grayson than she had felt with Max.

She saw him just a few minutes ago, with his friends and having fun. Y/N was almost certain that other girls would try to flirt with him tonight - knowing that the fact that she wasn’t there with him was practically the same as breaking up to others. She couldn’t care less though, her relationship had been so bland recently.

Grayson was confused as to why he was here too. Parties had never really been his scene, yet he stayed because it was his house and his car was at the shop. Ethan would throw a party occasionally, but Grayson would always leave before any guests started arriving.

He just stayed there and huffed, looking all desolate. But in fact, all he could think about was Y/N.

He was sat on the couch downstairs, taking hits from the shared blunt that he had rolled himself. It was kind of a pain, sharing his own weed with people that he barely spoke to in school, but that was just how it went with parties. It wasn’t like Grayson always smoked, he did it on occasion if he was really stressed or needed to release his mind for a little while. People at parties like these always asked him to roll through, his fingers were just so ‘skilled’, they would say.

He let out a sigh, almost pushing himself up to leave until he spotted a pair of legs which made their way down the stairs. Y/N had just come in time, a gentle smile coming from his mouth as he watched her delicately place her footsteps closer to his figure.

But his smile was replaced by a small frown as he watched her plop herself down next to him, letting out a big sigh from her lips. It was like she had barely noticed him, but she did.

“You okay.” He was genuinely concerned for her. Seeing her like this broke his heart a little and he was afraid to admit it.

“Yeah.”

“You sure? You look a little-”

“Yep, fine Grayson.” Her voice snapped and at that point, he knew that he should stop.

Now she felt mad. Not at him, but herself. Her emotions were so intense and all over the place. She was still thinking about her relationship with Max, contemplating whether or not she should just end it with him altogether.

He should have been embarrassed to talk to her after what happened a couple days ago, yet his mind was a little hazy. Grayson was passed the blunt and took a puff. He wasn’t sure if he should offer it to her too, but she took it out of his hands before he could turn to her. She was s desperate to find something that could make her feel anything other than miserable.

He watched her, a little amused, against the changing colours of the lights above them. The music was far less harsh than it was upstairs. They had their own music down here to set the tone. The soft sound of Kid Cudi played within the ambiance of the misty room. It was a whole different mood down here, far more relaxed.

Her lips let out the smoke slowly, catching the attention of Grayson.

“I didn’t know you smoked,”

“I usually don’t, only on special occasions.” This caused Grayson’s eyebrows to raise. Who knew that she would be the one to try stuff like this.

“Yeah? What’s the occasion?” His voice was low, raspy almost.

“Celebrating my freedom I guess? I think I’m going to end it with my boyfriend.” She had no expression on her face as the words slipped from her tongue. Grayson was the opposite, his eyes grew wide and his posture was stiff.

“Oh- you okay?”

Y/N turned to him, eyes now fixed on his. His face, eyes specifically, always used to calm her down when they were younger. And now that they were older, she could see the slight tinge of lust that was spread across his iris’.But she tried to ignore it.

For the next few hours, they talked and talked. From their deepest insecurities to she littlest things like their favourite colours. His was green and hers was yellow. It was like they’ve never really disconnected from each other, like they were never strangers for the past few years.

They didn’t know how their conversation turned into some sort of confession game, but somehow, it did.

“Nope, not even one.” Her smile was wide as she let out a small laugh.

“Seriously?”

Honestly, they’d never been able to disclose to someone so quickly. This topic was very private, yet there they were, rambling about their sex lives and the orgasms they’ve shared with their previous partner. Perhaps it was the drugs, but there was a thick sexual tension between them.

Grayson let out a heavy cloud of smoke and passed the disappearing blunt to Y/N. He tried hard not to get turned on by her, but the sight of her lips wrapping around the blunt and the way she let out the smoke out – slightly hollowing her cheeks – made his cock rise. It seemed as though each in passing moment he would discover something else that he admired from her. Right now, it was the way her eyes glimmered against the lights, how they radiated delight from the simplest action of opening her eyes. He felt loopy at this point, completely entranced by her, while the subtle lyrics of Crush by Cigarettes After Sex made her body gently sway to the rhythm.

He could hardly make out the other bodies amongst the growing mist of the room. It was nice though, the changing colours of the lights softened from purples to reds and eventually made its way round the rainbow. And within the haze, he didn’t realise that her eyes were on him. Set on the way he would repeatedly clench his jaw and how his eyebrows would furrow when he did so. He was completely

beautiful and she let out a sigh. The atmosphere accumulated bliss in her stomach, making its way in between her thighs which caused her to shift, catching his attention.

“Mmm, I love this song so much.” She said as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back in bliss. This was so relaxing for her. The sativa made her head rush with all kinds of thoughts and she felt a sudden burst of energy which she adored.

“I wanna fuck your love slow,” soft whispers escaped her mouth as she sang, “catch my heart go swim.” She was grinning up at the ceiling, amused by the sense of paradise she felt in this basement. Then, she turned to him. “Feel your lips crush-”

She was met with the predatory eyes of Grayson. His eyes were almost black and his mouth was slightly agape, accentuating the plumpness of his lips. She didn’t realise how much the lyrics affected him so much. He was familiar with the song yet the lyrics that she uttered made his whole body shiver. Those words coming from her lips caused his mind to conjure things that would either make her shiver with delight or push him away.

But, realising that he would always became bold in her presence, and he accepted that. With his eyes roaming her lips, he leaned forward to her soft aura. When he was only a mere centimeter from her lips, he stopped and let his hot breath mingle with hers. They were so close that their skin tingled at the anticipation of each other’s touch.

“Can’t wait to feel your love inside me now,” Y/N sang to the song, making eye contact with him. And that was when he knew that they were more than song lyrics to her. It was an invitation, a request for him to touch her. It made his throat hitch, the sight of her peering up at him, but nonetheless, he was content to see her like this.

And so, he closed the gap between them and touched her lips with his. It was soft and tender, their mouths opened to latch onto each other. They made it slow and sensual, their tongues not yet slipping out. Their bodies were filled with shocks laced with an eclectic urgency, it was as though their bodies were waiting for something like this – a deep connection which threaded them together for years.

“You want to go upstairs?” She proposed with wide eyes.

“Uh-”

“Just for some more privacy… I don’t really want any of Max’s friends catching me with someone right now.” She desired him so badly, to have him inside her slowly, giving her the orgasm that Max could never deliver. But, she knew that it would be too abrupt, so she kept her intentions purely for exchanging conversation.

Grayson lead her to his bedroom, closing the door lightly and turning to see her as beautiful as ever. The warm light of his bedside lamp illuminated her soft looking skin. She was sat on his bed, eyes looking so adorable looking up at him like that.

It took them a moment to start their conversation. It was about their plans for the summer. They learned that they wouldn’t really be doing much, how they were just thinking of staying home and relaxing. They talked and talked, their backs against the headboard and their legs were so close to touching. The blunt had given them a high but now, they became tired. And as their discussions became nothing but soft utterances slipping from their mouths, their eyes began to flutter shut, their heads began to droop down and lean against each others.

It was only until the bedroom door barged open, revealing a stranger's surprised expression. Both Grayson and Y/N jumped up, but their bodies softened until the unfamiliar face mumbled a quick ‘sorry’ before shutting the door again.

“I should go-”

“Wait-” Grayson sounded a little too desperate with his words. He tried to conjure something up in his mind, an excuse for her to stay a little longer, but with a big sigh, he stared at her with defeat. “Uh, nevermind. Make sure you’re safe okay?”

“Sure.”

He was fuming, completely and utterly frustrated with himself. He knew that the moment that she stepped out that door, she’d completely forget about him and the few hours they spent with each other. The lack of time didn’t diminish the shared thoughts and the feelings of increased heart rate that they shared though. All he could think about was her. And he knew that he would be the last thing on her mind when she left.

But, the thoughts that he had about her were wrong. He was all she could think about. How he would stare at her with those kind eyes. They were glistening but she could see the slight cloudiness in his eyes, which she knew was from lust.

It was in her eyes too. The way that she had to push against the crowded rooms and heavy bodies somehow heightened her lust for her loveliest friend. Then her mind lingered on the feeling of his lips on hers; how he just...did it. So, without hesitation, she turned around and walked across the house and back to his bedroom door. But first, she walked down to the basement and took a freshly rolled blunt.

Her eyes widened at his naked chest in front of him, inches away from her face. With her mouth agape, she dared herself to tilt her head up to meet his dark gaze.

“You know, I never realised how much I missed you Gray.” She could hear his breath in the air.

“Yeah?”

It surprised him when she held her hand out, a blunt placed in her small palm. She was smirking now, knowing damn well that he couldn’t resist the opportunity to spend even more time with her. It was so clear in her mind now. She wasn’t cocky but she knew that he needed her as much as she needed him.

Her stomach lurched as she observed his half-naked body lighting the blunt and placing it in his lips. Oh, how his lips would just wrap around it so perfectly. Maybe it was the overwhelming amount of lust, but she could just imagine his lips wrapped around her clit like that, so secure. And when his cheeks hollowed - oh wow - he got more appealing after each passing moment. She saw how his eyes would track her every move, every single thing.

She sat on the bed once again, on the same position as before, with her back against the backboard and her legs stretched out in front of her. And with that, Grayson followed her to the bed but sat in front of her as he reached over to pass her the sativa.

He watched her use her plump lips. So tender.

That was when she crawled to him, smiling and all, to blow out the smoke right in his face.

“Remember that one time when we would pretend to smoke with those candy sticks and your mom caught us.” She giggled, inching closer to his face.

“Yeah”, chucking, “but look at us now.” He didn’t want to show it, but the fact that she could remember their old times made his heart skip a beat.

At first glance, she hadn’t realised the small row of cameras that were nestled between the abundance of gold trophies. There were Polaroids and film cameras that were the type you see in old movies. She could remember their talks about how he wanted to become a photographer, how he asked her to be a part of a shoot. And she could remember the disappointment in his face when she would rain check every time single time. So without thinking, she reached up for the shelf above his head and took the camera down.

What Y/N didn’t realise was that Grayson could see the sliver of flesh from her rising shirt. Ever so slightly, he could see the red string of her underwear placed on her hips. That was when the sudden rush to his cock began to quicken as it stirred and stirred in his pants.

It was an uneasy push of lust for both of them when Y/N realised what exactly she had done. It added to their desire for each other which fueled them to keep on going, whatever this was. She couldn’t help but think about what was on his mind as she faced him with a Polaroid camera in her hand, observing his pink cheeks and tinted lips.

“You still do photography, Gray?”

“I haven’t taken a picture in months. Girls really don’t take jocks seriously when I ask if I could do a photo shoot with them.”

Y/N frowned and tilted her head to the side. How could anyone want to reject him? He’d seemed like the perfect guy for pretty girls.

“Here”, she handed him the camera. “Take a few of me. I’ll take you seriously.” A giggle flew out of her heavenly mouth still trying to get over the fact that she just flashed her lace thong. But within the misty fog in her mind, she had only been thinking about his bulge. How his jeans would wrap it up so tight as he stood towering over the bed. It was desperation that ran through her blood and she didn’t know if it was for his cock or his lips.

The flash of the camera made her sight go loopy for a second but his grin was almost brighter. He stared down at the developed photo of her messy hair and pleading eyes. It was so erotic yet so innocent and it made his spine tingle.

The sativa in her system almost made things seem like they were in slow motion. She felt like a ghost with how light her felt whenever she moved and it made this whole thing more enjoyable.

Flashes of light and film encouraged Y/N to keep going. His tender voice would direct her flow but he loved how her movements were so organic as she faced the camera, lying down on the bed beneath him. All she could do was watch him as put his eye to the camera, admiring how his face would scrunch up when he did so.

He could see her through the lens, finger ready to press the button until she bought her hands down to the hem of her shirt. Another flash went by and his jaw was open from the sight in front of him. Her red lace looked perfect on her skin and her breasts were the perfect shapes.

“Y/N-”

“Keep going Gray.”

He obeyed and shot her angelic body with his Polaroid. She found him gulping when she would crawl over to him, eyes glossy and lips tilted upwards.

And just like the glorious day where they felt each other's lips for the first time, Grayson felt a sudden jolt of courage. So, with this new found confidence he leaned into her, so much closer than before. No, he didn’t kiss her, but he took his hand and held her face in his palm, using his thumb to trace over her soft lips.  

“Pretty.” He couldn’t help but let out the word of endearment slip from his tongue as he observed her, eyes fixated on her lips.

“You think my lips are pretty?” She laughed softly but she stared at him, eyes hazy and heart racing.

“I think all of you is pretty.”

Now, it was Y/N’s turn to have a sudden flush run through her body. She had never caught feelings for a man so quickly. But maybe, she’d always known. Maybe it was always Grayson that she thought about during those long nights with Max. It was Grayson that was always there, at the back of her mind when she’d touch herself right after she left those unsatisfying nights with Max.

The next thing they knew, their lips collided once again, feeling the tenderness of each other’s movements against their own. His fingertips met her cheek as they both inched closer to each other until she was on top of him, sitting up against the headboard.

He couldn’t believe this, the connection of their lips and the way her mouth opened to let out soft moans; it was heavenly to him - she was heavenly - but before he knew it their bare chests were rubbing up against each other and his hands were holding down her waist. It was as if he was so entranced by her that he didn’t realise that their clothes were off, which left them in just their underwear.

He could feel her small hands trace along the crevices of his back, their lips still one with each other. She began to trail her fingernails against his skin as soon as she felt his tongue dive deeper into her mouth. And that’s when he began to whimper, so desperate for her touch - desperate to feel her around his aching cock.

“Mmm, Gray.” He was sucking on her neck now, breathing in her sweet scent of peach and honey.

She thought about it. Maybe her boyfriend was downstairs probably looking for her. Maybe he wasn’t, but the taste of his sweet lips caught her in some kind of spiral. At that moment she knew that she was always his; despite the years of silence shared between them and the innocent glances across the halls, they both knew that they’d never really been separated fully.

Y/N’s soft hands trailed over his hair, pulling on them as she adjusted herself on his lap, straddling him, and began to pull his jeans down.

“I don’t think I’ve ever stopped thinking about you, Gray.” It was unexpected, but she needed to get this off her chest. Perhaps it was the drugs but she knew that it was true.

“You’re my girl. You always were.” And now it was Grayson’s turn to free his tongue. He didn’t really know where it came from, maybe it was the sativa too, but he just wanted to call her his.

And with that, she began to grind her wetness on his thigh. He could feel the pool of lust dripping from her underwear and it was so hard to control himself. To keep himself from lifting her up and fuck her against the wall.

Little whimpers trailed from her mouth and her eyebrows furrowed at the pleasure of his thick thigh. One of his hands was rested on her hip, so close to her thong, and the other was caressing her lips. The pad of his thumb glided over her lips as she opened her mouth to let out louder moans.

“Say it.”

He saw her eyes darken but her expression turned into a frown.

“Tell me that I was always yours. But if you do I promise you that I’ll make you cum as much as I can.” His hot, wet mouth trailed over her neck, “Fuck you however you want, YN.”

She just looked at him in awe. So struck by his words and the way his eyes were glossed over with a darker tint. He was using his index and middle finger to trail the skin of her mouth. Suddenly, he felt the warm wetness of her mouth on his skin and his eyes grew wide. She was sucking and licking as she moaned, feeling her pussy drip against his thigh.

Her head tilted back as she pressed herself harder onto him, feeling the folds of her pussy gliding over his tattoos.

He could feel the stickiness on his skin and her little squeal, knowing that she’d just came. He felt how her thighs would squeeze him and it made him growl into her neck.

She was so overcome with pleasure. She’d never felt anything like it. She had never once came with Max yet Grayson made her gush just buy the touch of his thigh.

“I’m yours Grayson,” her breath was erratic, “I was always yours.”

“Yeah?”

He took her mouth in his. Their tongues were so needy for each other as the kiss deepened.

Y/N used her hands to trail over his hardened cock, feeling the length of his desire. It sprang up when she pulled down his Calvins; it made her mouth water and she wanted to lick it so badly. The tip was pink and so ready to be sucked. The veins and the way it was so hard made her mouth water. But as she leaned down, he took her chin to bring it up to his face.

“I want to feel you cum on my dick like you just did on my thigh.”

And so he lined himself up with her entrance, wetness trickling down her pussy onto the tip.

The first stroke caused them both to growl in unison. The flood of his thickness in her tight cunt made her eyes roll back and her mind to become even more hazy. She began her slow movements, up and down the length of his girth. She could feel the ridges of his veins and the sight of his closed eyes and open mouth caused her to fasten her pace slightly.

Y/N nuzzled her head into his warm neck, letting out whimpers as she gripped her thighs lightly in his hands, guiding her hips so he could feel all of her warmth. So tight.

Their breaths mingled as he took one hand to grasp her cheeks and bring her face to his. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were pleading. As he took in her mouth, he could feel her moans trying to escape his lips which sent vibrations down all the way to his cock.

As her pace increased, and their moans got louder. She could feel her pussy get fucked so well and she was about to burst right onto his cock. His thighs were slapping and a generous coat of her wetness covered them already.

So deep. His length was stretching her so well, the feeling almost painful but she loved it. The way he would let out a small groan with each mouthwatering thrust made her body hot, sweat dripping from her head already.

She felt like she shattered. Once her orgasm washed over her, she couldn’t feel anything apart from the intense gush coming from her pussy. She could feel the rush in her stomach, the sweet stir of her insides as she flowed onto him.

Grayson wanted nothing more than this. To feel her hot pussy cum right on him.

“Yeah? You cumming on me Y/N? How good does that feel? Tell me how much you love this.”

Her legs were shaking yet he still lifted her up and down onto his cock, wanting to feel every spasm and clench of her delicious pussy. He could feel her convulse onto him as she let out loud squeals.

“I- fuck- feels so good, Gray.” Oh, how her tremulous voice was like music to his ears! He wished that he could just listen to her try to create full sentences with that shakiness in her voice.

He kept her still for the next few seconds though, not knowing how much she could take but wanting to find out exactly what could have her begging for him to stop. He wasn’t kidding about his desire to make her cum and he knew that she knew that.

As she began to calm down, she went to lift herself off his cock, he kept his hands on her thighs to keep himself inside her. She opened her mouth to protest but he beat her to it.

“I want you to touch yourself, Y/N, right here on my cock.”

She was about to protest, knowing she’d make a mess of herself, but she didn’t. Her fingers trailed down to her core and started to rub her core.

He could just imagine having her pink little clit in his mouth. He wanted to taste her so desperately but her needy little whines made his dick twitch inside her.

For Y/N it was so hard trying to stop herself from pacing up and down. But the fact that he was already so deep inside her whilst her clit was being stimulated made her toes curl. Grayson put his hot mouth onto her tits and sucked tenderly on her nipples, tracing the nub with his wet tongue while he used his hand to cup the other.

She almost heaved at the tingles she felt. Her head tilted back and her fingers became weak at his touch. She began to slow down her actions and he could tell. So without hesitation, he shoved her hand away from her entrance and looked her in the eyes.

She opened her mouth for him once again, letting his fingers slip in while she sucked lightly, using her tongue to swirl around the length of them. Then he lowered his arm and used his digits, covered in her wetness, and spread the pads of his fingers along her slit. He went from her entrance - which still had his cock inside her - to her swollen clit.

He could tell she was enjoying every moment of it; the raw flesh of his cock deliciously deep inside her and the feeling of his fingers rubbing up her sensitive pussy. He moaned at the sight of her. And he could feel the tremble of her thighs on his skin. As he began to rub faster he could feel her clenching around his cock, feeling the overwhelming amount of pleasure that was disposed on her pussy.

Grayson found it hard to control himself. To keep himself from turning her over and pounding her into the mattress, but he knew she was close and how he would soon get to feel her release onto his cock.

“That’s right,” he whispered in her ear as her whimpers resonated throughout the room while he pinched her clit and applied more pressure. “Fucking cum around my cock again, Y/N, I know you can do it, baby.”

That was when she lost it. The beautiful convulsions of her pussy against his cock almost made him cum too, but not yet. He could feel the stream of her cum covering his dick so delightfully. She buried her head inside her neck and bit down on his shoulders, tasking the thin layer of sweat that sit on top of his skin. She had so much that she wanted to take him out, but he slammed her hips down onto him, wanting to feel every last clench of her quivering pussy.

“Mmm, so beautiful.” He let her slip off his cock and ran his hands all over her body. From the valley of her breasts to her creamy thighs.

When he flipped her over, she couldn’t help but let out a little squeal. The grin on her face caused his eyes to deepen in colour because he’d never seen anything quite as beautiful as Y/N, especially when she smiled. He kissed her one last time then kissed a trail from her neck to her breasts, wishing that he could just spend hours cupping and licking on her perfect tits. But with that, he pecked down her stomach, stopping at her hip to lick down to the top of her thigh.

Y/N just couldn’t keep still. She was so sensitive from her last orgasms but Grayson loved the sight of her trembling legs. He spread her thighs wide apart, and put his face so close to her core, fanning his hot breath on her skin.

“Such a pretty pussy, Y/N, so beautiful.” It looked untouched, so flawless and it was just for him. He was so desperate to feel her cum on his mouth, but he didn’t know where to start. Lick her entrance? Fuck her with his tongue? He wanted everything to be perfect for her.

And so he began with sucking on her swollen clit, knowing the sensitivity would make her writhe and arch her back. Her mouth opened and let out echoing moans. She wanted to shut her legs shut but Grayson was gripping them, even spreading them wider.

His cock was begging to be wrapped up in her pussy again, but he was far too focused on making Y/N feel as much pleasure as possible. He began to use his tongue to glide through her folds, breathing and leaving his lingering breath on her wetness. Grayson loved the feeling of her against his tongue, her sweet taste with her little moans drove him insane.

He was practically making out with her pussy, using his lips to suck lightly and his tongue to swirl around her clit. She could feel her orgasm inching closer again, hearing him moan and growl against sending vibrations to her stomach - where she could feel the pleasure building and waiting for it to crumble.

Y/N could hear the gentle smacking noises coming from his lips and she couldn’t believe the amount of pleasure that she received. Even though he was only sucking and licking the surface, she could still feel him inside her because she knew for a fact that he stretched her out so well.

Grayson’s arms went to grab under her thighs, bringing her pussy closer to his face. He could also feel her thighs a lot more and he knew that she was close once again.

She let out a string of cuss words as she released all over his waiting mouth. Her stomach clenched as well as her pussy. Her thighs shook and trembled around his face and he was delighted. He wanted to savor this moment but he had to act quickly.

In the midst of her earth-shattering orgasm, Grayson had jumped up and thrust inside her again, feeling the tight clenching of her pussy as she began to scream now. Back arching and mouth wide open at the feeling of his cock inside her mid-orgasm.

For Grayson, it was an unreal feeling. So tight and warm and now dripping even more. His face was contorting as he could feel himself about to release.

“Fuck, can I cum inside you?” His breaths were labored as he nuzzled his face into her neck. He knew damn well that she was still gushing over him, but he loved to hear her shaky voice.

“Yes! G-grayson!”

The stimulation was too much to handle. He didn’t even let her finish cumming before he began to pound her. She could feel him graze the perfect spot inside her. But then, when his fingers went to rub on her pink little clit again, she couldn’t help but let out a scream as she hit another tsunami of pleasure. Her eyes shut tightly and her mouth was open so wide her jaw hurt.

Seeing her like this, so flustered and sticky and wet and glistening, made him shoot string after string of cum inside her. He could feel it mingling with her own cum, his thighs, and pelvis all viscous from all her cum.

She loved the feeling of his cum inside her, she could feel it shoot inside and oh fuck, did it feel satisfying.

He pulled out, watching their cum trickle out of her pussy. The creamy mess delighted him. Grayson looked up to see her eyes glossy with tears, red cheeks which were stained by her eyes made him frown. But it was only until she tilted her lips up to a smile did he relax and plop himself down next to her. He was caressing her cheek and wiping her tears off.

He kissed her so tenderly, so gently because he knew that she’d had enough, although, he knew he wanted nothing more than to deliver another orgasm to her. 

They laid there, staring deep into each other’s eyes, feeling the same thing when listening to Cigarettes After Sex. The song could evoke such emotion, something that they’d never experienced, which lead them to the pure bliss of eachother’s company once again. 

[impaladolan]

ethan and kristina have a newborn baby and grayson is so jealous bc he just wants to be a dad. he’s begging you every minute of everyday

Blurb Alert! - Grayson Dolan

; he’ll be such an awesome father 🥺

Daddy Blues:

“Look at her little mouth and her little toes!” Elated, Grayson yelped at the adorable baby giggling in his lap. His eyes were all big and full of excitement, his cheeks rosy with nothing but raw and never ending love for the new addition to the Dolan family.

You’d think it to be his own daughter, the way he helped out and stayed around to feed and hold her, often rocking her into a much needed slumber. He hadn’t missed a day of seeing her for two and a half weeks, and by association, neither had Y/N.

She too was effortlessly taken aback by the darling infant. More so, she was in awe of Grayson’s excitement. She was already counting down the hours before he’d ask for his own child, something he’s been looking forward to for majority of his life.

He really didn’t have to ask at first.

One evening, the two of you were alone in the nursery with Ana, letting E and Kristina enjoy a night out without a crying baby. Grayson was swaying in the rocking chair while you leaned against the crib, admiring the two. The hours of counting turned to milliseconds; he simply looked up with knowing eyes.

And you blushed.

“Think about it, Y/N. Never ending happiness for the rest of our lives.” He looked back down at Ana, his cheeks turning a soft red too.

“That— And hardly any sleep.” You, as quietly as you could, half-heartedly chuckled.

“We can do that when we’re retired.” He smiled wide, excitement just oozing from his aura.

“I’ll consider, but don’t give your hopes up Mr.” You joined him in his gaze at the beloved baby girl, your heart sinking in the best, overwhelming ways.

Two days later, on your way home from Ethan and Kristina’s, he asked again.

“You’d be the cutest, most adorable pregnant women anyone’s ever seen! I know it.” He was driving, his grin ear to ear and his eyes bright.

“That’s nine months of no caffeine, Grayson. Not something I can willfully give up just yet.”

“You can have some, just not as much as you usually do.” He chimes. He’s probably read all the rules and guidelines to having your own kid by now.

“Let’s just wait for a minute, Gray. I don’t want to jump into this quite yet.”

Grayson adhered to your wishes, holding himself back for another two weeks, though you could tell he was busting from the seams.

“If we have kids now, you’ll be the young, cool mom and we may even have great-grandkids.” He informed from his seat on the sofa next to you. You set down your enthralling book to give him one of those looks.

“I’d be the cool mom anyway, young and old!”

“Okay, okay.”

Twenty minutes went by, and he looked up from his phone again.

“You could teach them how to read…” He bumped your leg, withdrawing you from your book yet again. This time, you raised your brow and dipped your chin.

“And how to stay quiet when someone’s reading!”

Another few weeks had gone by, the days truly dragging on for Grayson. It wasn’t until you woke early one morning, feeling refreshed from your night of sleep, that you invited the thought of raising children with Grayson.

It’d be wonderful chaos.

The perfect mix of grace and crazy, which is what anyone could only ask for. He’d be a great father too. The thought made you all warm inside, sharing an endless bond with the man you married.

You sweetly shook him awake, laying light kisses upon his jaw. His eyes slowly opened and he smiled, laughing lowly from your ticklish gestures.

“Morning, baby.” His voice was low and gravely.

“Speaking of..” You sat back up, beginning to fiddle with your fingers.

“I’ve been thinking, and..”

“You want to?!” He sat up faster than you expected, his hands found yours and he clasped them together in exhilaration.

You simply nodded, and he wrapped his arms around you in triumph. He pulled you tight to him, chuckling in a boyish way that made you giggle too.

“Let’s get to work then, shall we?” He wiggled his brows, making you laugh aloud.

(a/n pt. 2 : slowly, but surely i will get these asks finished up! again, sorry to disappear.. i also have a series in the works.. another mafia goodie haha..)

[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-

[whorefordean]

lover x e.d

song fic based on the song lover by taylor swift

wc: 2.4k

pairing: ethan dolan x reader 

warnings: a few cuss words and a dirty(ish) joke 

requested: yes 

a/n I would like to sincerely apologize for not posting a fic or anything in months!! I have so many requests from June/July and I’m so sorry!  I promise I am going to try to write some more soon!! Anyways, enjoy!!

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We could leave the christmas lights up ‘til january

This is our place, we make the rules

You were struggling with Ethan.  You had been begging him for months to do it.  But ever since you and Ethan got your own place, he had always talked about how your home needed character.  Which is why you were trying to force him to get up now.  

“Ethan c’mon.  We have to take them down today!” You scolded while pulling Ethan’s arm, trying to get him off the couch.  

“Why can’t we leave them up?” Ethan whined, not budging from his spot.  You groaned.  

“For how much longer, Eth?” You questioned.  

“Til January,” Ethan shrugged.  You laughed loudly, dropping his arm to cross yours across your chest.  

“It’s July, Ethan,” You pointed out.  

“We make the rules, babe,” Ethan smirked.  

You sighed and flopped back down beside your boyfriend.  

“I can’t believe you,” You mumbled out.  

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear

Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?

Ethan wasn’t always like that, though.  Before you guys had gotten close, and into a relationship, Ethan was more lowkey about expressing himself.  It was alluring, really.  He was so mysterious and closed off when you met him at the beach one night.  

“Shit, sorry,” he said.  You just laughed and shrugged.  The guy laughed awkwardly, trying to recovers from the trip he had just taken into your side.  

“It’s cool.  We haven’t even met, and you’re already falling for me,” you teased the boy in front of you.  He laughed nervously, and you were quick to notice the blush across his face.  

“Y/n,” you introduced, extending your hand out for him to shake.  

“Ethan,” the boy smiled, shaking your hand gently.  

The two of you talked for hours that night.  You watched the sunrise together.  

“Can I tell you something, but you can’t laugh at me?” Ethan asked quietly, breaking the comfortable silence that settled over the two of you.  

“Already in love with me, E?  I just met you a few hours ago,” you teased.  Ethan laughed softly.  

“Wow, you really do know everything about me now, don’t you?” Ethan joked back.  

The two of you laughed together for a moment.  

“Honestly, I feel like I’ve known you my whole life, y/n,” Ethan confessed as you settled down.  

“Ditto.” 

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?  

“Wanna hang out?” you asked Ethan through the phone.  

“I have to run errands today,” Ethan responded.  You could hear the gloom in his voice, and your shoulders slumped.  

“Can I come with?” You asked hesitantly.  You waited in silence for a few seconds.  Just as you were about to shut down your own idea, Ethan answered.  

“I’ll be there in ten.”  

So, ten minutes later, you were sitting in the passenger seat of his car on the way to the grocery store.  

You both spent an hour annoying each other and trying to embarrass the other in the store.  After nearly getting kicked out, you and Ethan were walking back to the car with a buggy full of bags.  

“Can we always be like this?  This close, I mean?” You asked.

“Always,” Ethan smiled.  

And ah, take me out, and take me home

You're my, my, my, my lover

You laughed quietly into Ethan’s chest as he pulled you closer.  

“Why are you laughing at me?” Ethan asked playfully.  

“When you asked me out this is not what I was expecting,” you let out between giggles.  

Ethan had finally asked you out on a date after months of flirting.  You were ecstatic when he asked, and you were sure he knew that with how quickly you answered before he even finished the question.  

Your date had started off pretty normal.  Ethan took you to dinner, then the two of you decided to skip the movie and go for a walk in the park.  What neither one of you expected was getting stuck in the piss pouring rain.  And, better yet, Ethan decided it was the perfect time for dancing.  

You couldn’t be too mad, though.  Ethan looked so young and carefree as he laughed while spinning you around in the middle of the empty park.  

And Ethan couldn’t be bothered to care that his car would be soaked, and you’d both likely end up with colds.  He couldn’t be bothered to care about those things when your cheeks flushed red as he whispered sweet compliments into your ear.  He watched in aw as you threw your head back, laughing at some stupid joke he had executed so horrendously.  

We could let our friends crash in the living room

This is our place, we make the call

“How did you manage to drag me into this?” You questioned your boyfriend as you dragged him into the kitchen away from the thumping bass in the living room.  

“What do you mean?” Ethan asked, playing dumb.  Honestly, you weren’t even sure he was playing.  

“Everybody’s drunk, E.”

“Okay?”

“How are they getting home?” 

“You really are the mom of the friend group, y/n.”

“Ethan, be serious.”

“I am.”

You huffed at the man standing in front of you.  You crossed your arms in front of your chest, causing Ethan to mock you and do the same.  

“What are we supposed to do, Ethan?” You begged for an answer.  Ethan thought for a moment.  

“They can sleep in the living room!” Ethan responded like it was some grand idea.  

“There’s no way you’re being serious,” you shook your head.  Ethan just smiled at you and nodded.  

“It’s our house.  We can let fifteen people sleep in our living room if we want,” Ethan shrugged.  You sighed.  

“You’re making the pallet.”

And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

“You can’t seriously be mad at me, babe,” Ethan laughed as you walked into your shared home.  

“This isn’t a laughing matter, Ethan,” you huffed out while kicking your shoes off at the door and flinging your purse onto the table beside the door.  

You were irritated, to say the least.  You and Ethan had decided to go to your favorite diner down the street after having a rough week at work, and the waitress was getting a little too flirty with Ethan. 

“It’s really not a big deal, honey,” Ethan reassured you as he pulled you into his chest.  

“You didn’t see the way she looked at you, E.  She was practically drooling onto my fries,” you mumbled into Ethan’s chest while wrapping your arms around him.  

“I only have eyes for you, honey.  I’ve only had eyes for you for three years,” Ethan whispered the last part into your ear softly.  

“Good, cause I want ‘em all,” you whispered back.  

“You’ll have them all,” Ethan smiled while twisting the engagement ring that had recently been slipped onto your finger by the man himself.  

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my lover

“Cam, please just let me go see him,” you had begged the older Dolan standing in front of you.  

“Y/n, I am not letting you sneak off to see, Ethan.  It’s bad luck to see your groom before the wedding.  Plus, it’s only one night.  I think you’ll survive,” Cameron teased you.  You groaned causing her to laugh at you.  

“We don’t have to tell anybody,” you huffed under your breath.  Cameron rolled her eyes and shook her head.  

You flopped onto yours and Ethan’s shared bed and sighed.  

“Cam, I’m always with him.  I miss him,” you admitted.  Your eyes had begun to water as a wave of emptiness settled over you.  It felt wrong to lay in your bed without Ethan there beside you.  The two of you truly had been connected at the hip since you met.  

“Hey, y/n, it’s okay.  It’s just one night.  Then, you’ll never have to spend another night without him,” Cam comforted you.  

“I’m such a crybaby, holy shit,” you laughed at yourself as you wiped your eyes.  

“If it makes you feel better, Gray texted me and said Ethan has been whiney all day,” Cam grinned, nudging your shoulder.  

“Can I at least call him?” you gave Cameron your best puppy dog eyes, knowing she’d cave.  

“Fine, but no FaceTime,” she groaned.  

You sat up way too fast, shaking the dizziness off as you grabbed your phone from the nightstand.  You clicked Ethan’s contact as fast as you could, and after two short rings, the call connected.  

“Oh, thank god,” Ethan sighed, “I thought I was gonna go crazy.”  

“Cam finally caved,” you giggled as Cameron rolled her eyes beside you, a soft smile resting on her lips.  In all honesty, she loved how in love you and Ethan are.  

“I was fully convinced I would murder Grayson if I didn’t talk to you tonight,” Ethan confessed.  

You laughed at Ethan.  The two of you talked for hours.  Eventually, Cameron had fallen asleep in the guest room, and you settled into Ethan’s side of the bed.  

“Can we always be this close, Ethan?” you asked, barely audible.  

“Always,” Ethan replied before telling you to sleep well.  

“Big day tomorrow,” he’d remind you, sending a smile to your face, knowing that the same time the next night you’d be Mrs. Dolan.  

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?

With every guitar string scar on my hand

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

“It’s not too late to back out,” Ethan whispered into your ear as the priest started the ceremony.  

“Ethan, don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet,” you teased back.  You could never be scared of Ethan leaving you at the altar.  The two of you had talked about marriage for years.  There’s no way you’d ever leave each other.  

“Y/n, do you take Ethan Grant Dolan to be your lawfully wedded…” the priest continued.  You smiled at the thought of spending the rest of your life with the man standing in front of you.  Ethan was grinning at you with small tears rolling down his face.  

“I do,” you whispered, only loud enough for Ethan to hear.  

“You may kiss the bride,” the priest spoke cheerfully, stepping away from you and Ethan slightly.  

Ethan quickly grabbed your face in his hands and pulled you in close.  Your hands were wrapped gently around Ethan’s wrists as he kissed you passionately.  Time seemed to stop and the loud roars were drowned out with the love coursing through you as you and Ethan kissed.  

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

You and Ethan laid in the dark in your shared bed.  It was well past 3 am, and you could feel your eyes getting heavy.  Ethan was holding your hands in his, slowly tracing shapes onto the back of your hand.  You smiled as he drew a small circle on your hand.  

“Endless.  Like my love for you,” Ethan whispered softly.  

“You’re so cheesy, E,” you smiled at him in the dark, burying your face into his shoulder and breathing him in.  

“Just don’t wanna lose you.  Don’t wanna hurt again,” Ethan mumbled.  

“Never gonna lose me, love,” you reassured Ethan while pressing slow kisses to his shoulder.  

“Promise?” Ethan asked.  

“Am I not dramatic enough for you?  Do I not express my love well enough?” you playfully teased your husband.  

“Please, you could be an actress with your theatricals,” Ethan snorted.  

“Must I shout my love for you from the rooftops?” you continued.  

“Oh, please, y/n, not again,” Ethan groaned as you pulled yourself out of Ethan’s embrace and onto your feet.  

Ethan tried to grab you, but you were too quick.  Already halfway down the hall before Ethan made his way out of your room.  

“Y/n, people are sleeping! We have neighbors!” Ethan scolded as you slipped through the guest bedroom window and heaved yourself onto the roof.  You walked cautiously, waiting for Ethan to get up there with you.  

“I am in love with Ethan Dolan!” you shouted as loud as you could.  Ethan blushed and quickly pushed his hand against your mouth.  

You watched as a light from the house across the street flickered on.  

“Oh shit,” you whispered, causing Ethan to snort.  

“Again, y/n?” your neighbor, Mrs. Dott, the sweet old lady who baked you cookies every Friday, called out to you.  You giggled softly at her teasing words.  

“Always,” you called out in response to her.  

“Young love,” you heard her mumbled faintly before turning around and going back inside.  

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

“Ethan, it’s not gonna fit,” you huffed out.  

“You know we always make it fit,” Ethan smirked and grabbed your hips.  

“Now is not the time for your dirty jokes, Ethan,” you huffed, still trying to adjust the  Christmas tree in the corner of the living room.  

“But I love watching you blush,” Ethan teased while poking your cheeks and leaving a few kisses down your neck.  

“Not now.  We have to set everything up,” you scolded.  Ethan raised his hands in defense and helped you with the decorations.  

“Why did you wait so long to start decorating?” Ethan asked.  

“It’s a magical thing called procrastination, Ethan,” you mumbled back.  

A few days later, Grayson, Lisa, and Cameron were talking in your living room as you and Ethan quickly finished cooking dinner.  

“Dinner’s done,” you called out to the three guests with a warm smile.  You and Ethan placed the dishes on the table.  You scooted the chair beside you an inch closer and slid it out enough for Ethan to sit down.  

Ethan smiled at you and placed a kiss to your forehead while tracing a circle onto your thigh.  You smiled back at him and gestured for everyone to begin eating.  

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Oh, you're my, my, my, my

Darling, you're my, my, my, my lover

[euphoricalethan]

\\Goddesses and monsters //

🦋🦋🦋🦋

Y/n watched as her wings fluttered closed and rested against her back before she stepped into the palace like building, walking into the dining area seeing her mother was sat at the end of it with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Hello, Mom." Y/n sighed as she pulled out her chair before sitting down and smoothing our her dress

The two sat in an awkward silence before a loud boom was heard at the front of the house, y/n and her mother looked to see Lilith walking up the couple of steps leading into the dining room

"Hello, sister and mother." Lilith sat down next to y/n watching as her daughter sat right next to her

"Y/n stop thinking about that guy who sits outside my house all the time." Lilith laughed as she took a drink from her glass cup

"Lilith would you shut your mouth."  Y/n's mother slammed her fist on the table as Lilith continued to embarrass Y/n speaking about what was going on inside her head

"What I'm just being honest, I can read minds and y/n was an open book!!" Lilith scoffed as she took a drink of her whiskey before slamming the glass onto the table, only doing it a little too hard causing it to shatter.

"Stop reading people's minds." Aurora butted in only causing Lilith to roll her eyes at the eldest sister

"Screw this, I'm leaving—I'll talk to you guys when you aren't being rude and disrespectful to each other—we're supposed to be a family and this isn't how a family acts!" Y/n stood up as she shook her head beginning to make her way out of the kitchen

Y/n sighed as she walked the empty path near her mothers house, stopping at every dead flower she hovered her hand over it watching it bloom as if it was a brand new flower. Finding an empty patch of grass she sat down on pulling her knees up to her chest—looking up at the night sky seeing the stars shimmer—she felt a few tears fall down her face as her mind raced with thoughts of her family that sat inside the house bickering back and forth.

"Why're you so sad princess?" y/n jumped at the deep husky voice that came from behind her she wiped her eyes before turning to meet the bright hazel eyes of Grayson

"How did you find me?" She rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her knees, her chin resting against the back of her hands as she looked at the stars once more

"I have my ways—now are you gonna tell me why you're sad? Grayson sat criss criss next to y/n looking up at the stars wondering what was so special about them

"No—I'm not telling a demon about my personal problems." The small girl scoffed as she let out a laugh afterwards

"Oh, so it's a personal reason—that's understandable sweetheart, I know the feeling." He picked at the grass as he thought of what to say next

"No, you don't know the feeling of hearing your mother and sister argue all the freaking time." She shook her head covering her face so he couldn't see the tears

"Yes I do, trust me—my brother and mother argued all the time." Grayson laughed as he reached in front of him grabbing a small pink flower before pushing a piece of y/n's hair back and placing the stem of the flower behind her ear

"Why're you being nice to me?" Y/n removed her hands from her face as she turned her head looking at the boy seeing he was smiling at her slightly

"Why not?" He just shrugged as he looked away from her

"You're a demon."

"Just because I'm a demon—doesn't mean I'm not nice princess."

Y/n sighed as she took in the boys features, his eyes a bright hazel color, his dark brown hair falling in his face slightly, his muscular arms—Maybe he wasn't so bad.

"Y/n." She hummed as she traced shapes on her knee

"What?" Grayson furrowed his eyebrows looking away from the stars and into y/n's pink eyes that glistened in the moonlight

"That's my name, y/n." She repeated it once more as Grayson smiled this time showing his dimples along with a toothy smile

"A beautiful name for the most beautiful angel."

"I'm anything far from beautiful, if anything my sister Aurora is beautiful." The girl shook her head as she let a small laugh fall from her lips only for Grayson to scoff

"Bullshit." He leaned back extending his arms behind him as he rested on his hands

"I'm sorry?" Y/n cocked an eyebrow as she picked at certain pieces of grass

"You heard me—bullshit, I know your sister, yeah she's pretty but she's not as beautiful or exotic as you."

"How do you know my sister?"

"Doesn't matter—come with me." Grayson stood up holding out his hand waiting for y/n to take it

"Why?" She hesitated before placing her dainty hand in his large one

"I wanna show you something." He began making his way down a trail that was off the main path

Dead flowers bloomed as y/n walked past them—she didn't mean for it to happen it's been that way since she was born since she was born the angel of resurgence, but she was also born with mind reading along with the ability to talk to animals her mother always said she was special she just never understood why exactly—she thought she was just like every other angel.

The two made their way to a small mountain top, Grayson sat down watching as y/n followed the boys actions sitting down right next to him, the two sat there and chatted for a bit before a voice was heard in the distance.

"Y/n, where are you—I'm sorry for what i did." Lilith was heard calling out for the youngest sister

"I'm here." Y/n sat on a large boulder causing Lilith to look up at the girl before teleporting next to her

"Sorry about earlier, I just—don't think it's a good idea if you mess around with Grayson it could end up a mistake."

"Why not?" Y/n looked at her older sister as she swung her feet lightly

"He'll seem nice at first but then you'll have sex and up pregnant and he will get bored and leave." Lilith looked at y/n as she sighed feeling her shoulders drop

"How do you know?"

"Because I made that mistake, y/n." Lilith sighed as she placed her hand on Y/n's as Liliths memories beginning to flash through her mind

From Lilith meeting Grayson, their first date, after their first time, the moment she found out she was pregnant, to him leaving her alone.

"She's...his?" Y/n watched as Lilith nodded her head slowly

"Grayson and I go back a bit, he said he loved me too, he even took me to this mountain top thing—told me I was welcome there anytime." Lilith looked off into the distance as horror filled y/n's face

"He—that's where I was a few minutes ago, oh god Lilith I'm so stupid for actually believing a demon would actually like me, an angel!" Y/n ran a hand through her hair as she shook her head, standing and pacing back and forth

"Hey—hey..calm down." Lilith stood up and grabbed y/n by the wrist their eyes meeting for a split second  

"Y/n just don't mess around with him." Lilith and hopped down off the boulder and made her way inside

"Fucking idiot." Y/n whispered to herself as she laid on the rock looking up to watch the stars shimmer in the sky 

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part two ah ha ha sorry it took so long, also if anything is fucked up and doesn’t make sense I’m very sorry I’ll fix it eventually!

I’m also uploading this story onto wattpad and if you wanna check it out on their my user is @ euphoricaldolan:)

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This guy is so lucky to be that close to Graysons ass 🥵😏🤭

[anusha-swritings]

Make Time SingleDad!Grayson

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Summary: SingleDad!Grayson and his daughter, Bella, spend the day together after she says he’s spending too much time in meetings.

Warnings: Fluff

Not Requested

y/n = your name

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Grayson’s POV

It was 9 am on a Saturday and I was working on editing next week's video for Ethan and I’s channel, when Bella walked into my room. 

“Hi, daddy!” My adorable 2 year old daughter exclaimed, half running half waddling into my room and attempting to climb into my lap. “Hey, bub. Where’s Uncle E?” I asked. “Brebfasht.” She replied happily. Breakfast, I nodded only glancing at her for a second to help her climb up to sit with me, before looking back at the computer screen. Bella, irritated by my lack of attention for her, folded her chubby little arms and pouted in my lap. “What’s wrong bub?” I cooed to her, suppressing a smile.

“Daddy, no spend time.” She sighed pouting. “With you?” I questioned. Bella nodded in response. “Of course I did, last night we watched a movie with Uncle E before bed.” “Noo!” She pouted, placing her hand on my chest to get my full attention. “You talk with phone.” She blatantly stated. I realized she’s right, about 30 minutes into the movie I had to get up to answer calls, and when I finally got back the movie was almost over and I was still answering emails, instead of spending time with her.

“You’re right bub, I’m sorry.” I apologized pulling her into a hug. She did her best to wrap her tiny arms around me. “It okay dada.” She responded comfortingly, knowing I felt bad. “Why don't you go start breakfast, and I’ll be right behind you. Okay?” I asked, pulling away slightly. “Pomishe?” She asked, holding out her pinky finger. “Promise.” I stated locking pinkies with her, causing her to grin.

She climbed out of my lap and skipped out my bedroom. I turned back to my computer, answering a few emails, before texting Ricky, I was gonna spend the rest of the day with Bella, and that there was only a little bit of the video left to edit before heading into the kitchen. 

Bella was already in her high chair, probably helped by Ethan of course. I helped Ethan set the table, while we chatted, surprisingly, quietly about the video. We sat down at the table when breakfast was ready. “So any plans for today Ethan?” I asked, smiling at him. “No, not really.” He looked at me quizzically. “What do you have in mind?” I smiled again turning to Bella to feed her some eggs, while she played with a toy. “I was thinking of taking a little girl to the waterpark, and maybe get some ice cream today.” Bella let out a tiny gasp. “Me daddy?!” She asked, her face lighting up and jumping in her chair. “Yes, you baby.” I laughed tickling her, causing her to let out little giggles. 

After breakfast Ethan did the dishes, for once, while I got Bella’s bag ready to go to the waterpark. We spent the days teaching Bella how to tan. Ethan took pictures of us laying on chairs in matching sunglasses with our arms under our heads. 

We spent the day with Bella in her floatie, going around the lazy river, and giggling whenever Ethan and I messed around splashing each other. We stayed there so long Bella even took a nap on the lounge chairs.

At around 4:30pm, we left the water park and Bella fell asleep in the car. I dropped Ethan at his girlfriends house around 5 and went straight to the beach. 

I got to the beach not too long after and parked in a spot above the sand so we could look out over the sunset. I carefully woke Bella and brought her to the front of Ethan’s Jeep sitting her on the blanket I had put on the hood. “Clean!” She exclaimed. I smiled at her knowing how she didn’t like sitting on the dirty car. “Yeah Bubba, just for you.”

We looked out over the water the sun had started to set over to our left, not hurting her eyes. I sat next to her making sure the sun wasn’t on her face at all. “Did you have fun today baby?” I asked her, smiling as she clapped her hands when a seagull landed near us. “Yeah daddy, ten tyou.” She smiled leaning over and gave me a hug. We sat there for about 20 minutes, eating our dinner, before I moved her back to the car and we talked about the color of the sky until we got home. 

That’s one of the many things I loved about Bella. Despite not being able to very well, she loved to talk about anything, and everything, with so much passion. You’d think she was a rainbow expert.

When we got home, Bella was practically asleep already. I carried her along with all of our stuff inside. As  I was carrying her down the hallway to her room she sleepily lifted her head from my shoulder.“Daddy, can I sleep room?” She asked. “Of course bubba.” I responded, knowing she meant she wanted to sleep in my room.

“Daddy, have time?” She asked slowly, wanting to know if I had phone calls before I went to sleep. She started closing her eyes as the sleep started to take her over despite having 2 naps today. “Yeah, baby.” I whispered, laying her down on the bed next to me. “Daddy will always make time for you.”

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[onlykusuo]

and i am in love with you

[saturatedolan]

Temptress - Grayson Dolan (Part Two)

Read Temptress Part one here

WARNING: SMUT, age gap

Summary: Grayson and Y/N continue to desire each other from afar. Ever since their first sexual encounter, they just can’t seem to stop thinking about each other. It’s only a matter of time until their temptations completely consume them, leading them to do the greatest act of intimacy.

Word count: 8.4K

A/N: Hi! So here’s Temptress part two. Thank you guys so much for the love I received from part one, it was my frist attempt and i’m still shocked at how much attention it got. Anyway, hope you guys like this one, this is my second time posting it because the first time didn’t work out lol. 

If you haven’t read part one yet, the link is just below the title. 

“Goodbye, Y/N”

The two words walked across her mind as if she actually gave them permission to. To devour her brain into thinking such things. The small tremor of his throat to the tapping of the tongue invaded her head. Perhaps she could just think of something else, something that doesn’t concern the darkness of his eyes, his chocolate waves, his plump mouth and the way he says her name. But she simply couldn’t find room in her mind full of deep carnal desires. The innocence laced in his words were no match for her newly found cravings that consisted of her next door neighbor.

Once she left his house that scorching Tuesday afternoon she couldn’t help but imagine all the things his body could do to hers. She was itching to feel his mouth pressed on her again, to hear his voice whisper into her ear as he delivered a tsunami of pleasure to her core. Her purity had been completely tainted and she couldn’t believe it; how one man had so much power over her. She had him begging on her knees, begging to suck his throbbing cock right after he had just tasted her sweet juices. She was completely infatuated with Grayson, and he was completely under Y/N’s spell.

It had been about a week after her first ever sexual encounter with the god himself. She would often catch herself going off on a tangent and envisioning his sculpted body on top of hers, his long fingers inside the place she desired them the most. She was desperate for his touch again.

Oh, how Grayson wanted her to take all of him! As soon as she left him he knew he did something to her that day; he released a sort of sensuality about her. Of course, he denied Y/N from his cock. He could tell that she was never the type to give into sexual endeavors, but he somehow allowed her to feel liberated. One could only imagine the things that she would do for him and the things he would do for her; to make each other erupt into squirming messes.

Grayson had never really met someone like Y/N. She was the subject of his erotic fantasies. Hell, even the thought of her bright smile or her piercing eyes caused him to get aroused. It’s a shame that Grayson hadn’t touched her since that fateful day, he too was getting impatient. He would touch himself every night at the thought of her, letting the darkness consume his whole body.

“Fuck,” he let out a rough moan into the dimness of his room. His hand slid up and down his throbbing cock, going at a slow pace while picturing Y/N in his room waiting to please him. He used his thumb to swipe his reddened tip and disperse his precum onto the rest of his shaft. Grayson imagined her naked body lightly stepping towards him, her feet almost floating off the wood; her expression was needy, almost as if it was painful. He never had the chance to see her bare breasts but he was sure that they were magnificent. Perfect teardrops that fit rightfully in his hand where they belong.

“Y/N,” he couldn’t help but whisper her name as he began to pick up the pace. He went to glide his large had throughout his long member and imagined her tiny hand instead, touching him for the very first time. How she would feel every ridge and vein that he had for her. It was all for her.

His hair was now sticking to his forehead, perspiration building around his body in the humid summer evening. Moments passed where he would just get lost in the thought of her features, she the epitome of perfect to him. He was so detached from reality, putting his all into this both physically and conceptually. His naked body glistened against the midnight moon, creating a mouth-watering scene for Y/N and anyone who dared to paint the picture in their head.

His movements were fast now, his face contorting into a frown at the thought of her. His sticky, sweaty body heaving, his arm bulging and abs flexing as he released all over himself. All for her. His cum shot up as he kept pumping, almost feeling himself planting his seed all over her untouched channel. He was begging to see how it would trickle out of her as he pulled out, his own cum cascading down her tight little hole and onto the sheets.

He was flustered and out of breath. The thumping in his chest was almost out of control until his head shot up, hearing a high pitch squeal coming from house number three. He held his breath for a moment, so desperately wanting to hear it again.

Images of Y/N surged through his head, making his naked body jump up – still sticky with sweat and cum – to peer through his window, observing the beautiful greenness against the beams of the moon. His eyes scanned the house, noticing a light coming from the top left window, the curtain fluttering against the wind. Every muscle in his body tensed as he heard it again. The achingly delicious sounds of Y/N that he needed to hear so urgently. Her moans must have been loud considering he could hear her sweet little voice from his house.

Blood rushed to his cock as it twitched at the thought of her touching herself to him. He could easily imagine her delicate little fingers rubbing her pink clit until it she shattered into a million pieces.

Y/N was so close to the edge; she could feel the pleasure stream to her core as she imagined taking Grayson – all of him inside her. The warm light of her bedside lamp kept her looking angelic, a sort of glow radiating from her sweaty figure. She kept squirming while her body took her breath away, constantly trying to regulate it as best as she could. But her fun was interrupted once she heard a knock on her door, immediately cursing at herself for being so uncontrollably loud.

“Honey? You alright in there?” The sound of her mother’s voice echoed in her room, hearing the tone of genuine concern in her voice.

“Uh- Yes mother, everything’s fine!” She could’ve sworn that her parents were fast asleep already, but he thanked God that her parents allowed her to have a lock on the door. She couldn’t even imagine what her mother would do if she walked into the sight of her daughter’s exposed pink pussy, touching herself to the thought of the man next door. Y/N kept going though, keeping her fingers on her clit, circling it gently enough so she didn’t have the urge to squeal.

“Okay sweetheart, just don’t stay up too late. Remember, we have church tomorrow morning. Then we’re having the neighbors over for dinner so get some rest.” She spoke calmly, suspecting nothing but innocence going on at the other side of the door.

Y/N started to apply more pressure to her clit, vividly remembering Grayson’s thick fingers against her heat. “Neighbours?” She questioned, eyebrows arching. She would be lying if she said that that thought of getting caught didn’t turn her on.

“Yes, the Dolans. One of their boys stopped by a few days ago and thanked me for the fruit.”

Grayson Dolan. Her mind was feverishly conjuring up images of his perfectly sculpted physique. She couldn’t resist him any longer and she could combust with all the frustration!

“He’s such a lovely boy. He couldn’t stop talking about how delicious the fruits were – said they were utterly delightful,” she let out a light chuckle, “talked about how he enjoyed every last drop of their juices.” Y/N’s mother shook her head at the boy’s words, rather amused at how a boy could talk so highly about fruit.

Y/N could feel her fingers increase the rapid movements, aroused at the audacity of the man. How could he just have inexplicitly exchanged every detail of their intimacy to her own mother like that?

“Anyway, you need to get up early tomorrow, goodnight honey!” And with that, her mother turned away and walked back to her room, closing her door with a small creek.

Y/N was now shaking. The idea of Grayson relaying their filthy details made her whole body sweat, both adrenaline and pleasure coursing through her veins. She increased the speed of her fingers once again, wishing that Grayson were here to amplify her pleasure. The way his bicep would flex as he would rub her pussy, the swiftness of his fingers, how his abs would contract as he leaned over her. She focused on his so soft lips, how they stick to hers, sucking them and fondling them with his tongue. Just the thought of being around him, feeling the radiating attraction between them, made her cover her mouth and shut her eyes hard.

She was cumming, intensely, at the thought of the perfect man next door, resisting the urge to scream his name in hopes that he could hear her desire.

Y/N adjusted her dress, pulling it down slightly to hide the marks that Grayson had left for her. She was in pain. Her heart yearned for Grayson, and so did her pussy. It was a type of yearning that made her want him more each passing minute, yet she knew the longer the wait the better it would feel. She was almost contemplating just going over there and taking his cock, not caring about who saw them. It was a thought to appease a short term satisfaction but, truthfully, she was far too concerned that her parents would find out. An innocent girl lusting over the striking man next door would definitely be the last thing on their mind.

She opened the door, coming face to face with her fantasy. His hazel eyes gleaming as the porch light reflected on them. His face was scruffy, the dark stubble somehow made him look far more handsome – if that was even possible. His bright smile and tilted lips caused her to grin back at him, showing her pearly whites. How could a man like him cause such an eruption of lust and delightfulness in her stomach at the same time?

Grayson slightly chuckled as he watched her stare at him. She looked so beautiful tonight, her little dress covering just over half of her wonderful thighs which he knew belonged to him Her little grin caused his trousers to get tighter and he loved it. Grayson absolutely adored how everything Y/N did, no matter how innocent, would turn him on. Even the vivacity in her eyes made his throat hitch because he knew that he was the one to make her feel like this. It was a sort of trance for him, capturing her eyes almost made him let out a groan. He couldn’t help but think of the way her eyes followed every move of his long tongue on that sizzling summer day. But his little moment with his was disrupted as Y/N’s father came to greet him, a wide welcoming smile of his face.

Their families greeted each other with warm smiles, exchanging hellos and compliments about the delicious smell coming from the kitchen. Their eyes were still fixated on each other though. Every now and then Grayson would trail his hard eyes along her figure and his mouth would water. He had never wanted to take anyone so badly. Just the thought of her ripe cherry around his cock sent an electric vibration through his spine down to his cock. This was all he could think about. He was trying hard to keep his eyes off their only child, but it was proving more difficult as time passed.

Y/N’s pussy fluttered as their parents rambled on about the fruit again. She was starting to think that Grayson might have told every person in the neighborhood about the delightful flavours of her fruit. Mr. and Mrs. Dolan would insist on its fresh deliciousness, which perfectly described her aching core.

Their muffled words were hard to make out as her attention was completely focused of Grayson, but she could pick out adjectives such as ‘succulent’ and ‘ripe’ during her parent’s intense conversation about the farmer’s market across town. Grayson and Y/N tried hard to make their stares less obvious, but they failed completely. Their parents knew to sit them right next to each other on the dinner table, unable to differentiate between glances of pure lust and friendly infatuation. Their parents suspected nothing but an innocent little friendship blossoming. 

They caught them stealing glances at one another and grinning like a pair of old friends. Although, what they didn’t catch was Grayson’s creeping hand inching towards her dripping pussy right under the neatly decorated table. The fact that Y/N would twitch every so often completely flew over their heads. So they continued on chatting, discussing the very serious topic of popsicle recipes and the merriments of their sweltering summer days.

Grayson used his fingers to caress Y/N’s creamy thighs, edging his way to her drenched pussy that he so wanted to taste again. She let out a few quiet whimpers here and there, his large hand had hadn’t completely made contact on her willing core just yet. He was teasing her slowly, agonizingly trailing his fingertips up and down her thighs until he reached the hem of her underwear.  The thickness of his fingers invaded her soaked underwear as he felt the warmth radiating from the deep inside her.

Her eyes grew wide at his sudden movements. Pulses of electricity laced through her bones as she felt his heavy fingers trace along her lips, collecting her juices. It took her by surprise; how he just plunged his fingers in as if it were a casual thing to do. Her posture grew stiff and thankfully no one noticed apart from Grayson himself. He smirked to himself, knowing that his touch was far too tempting for her.

Peering down at her, he witnessed her eyes meet his and his pulse grew fast. Now it was her turn to notice the effect she had on him. Her wide eyes glimmered as she saw herself in the reflection of his hazel iris’. Grayson kept eye contact as he smoothed his fingers along her pussy to reach her clit, applying slight pressure which made her head slightly spin.

It wasn’t long until Y/N’s mother brought out her sweet-smelling peach pie, reminding Grayson about the sweet flavours of Y/N that still lingered on his tongue. He eyed the dessert as it was laid on the table. The thoughts of her sugary juices enabled him to rub her with more force, quickening his face on her pinkness. Y/N felt a frenzy of emotions flood her system as he increased his pace. It was only a matter of time until she would burst. She was so sensitive, and the fact that he hasn’t touched her for so long added to her frustration. But, unfortunately for her, he suddenly pulled his fingers out, leaving her with a frown on her face.

Grayson stopped on purpose, lifting his fingers up from under the table. The thickness of his fingers were still covered in her wetness as he used them to dip into the whipped cream which sat on top of the dessert. He lifted his fingers to his mouth and tasted the sweetness with her juices lingering with the frothy cream. He sucked until there were no remains left.

Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of his hollowed cheeks with the plumpness of his lips. She was dripping again, her wetness almost leaking out of her underwear and tricking down onto her seat.

“Mmm.” Grayson let out a rough growl at her before picking up his fork and devouring the sweetness placed in front of him, keeping his eyes on her the whole time to make sure she was watching the movements of his mouth.

They were alone now. Grayson’s parents decided to show off their extensive recipe book collection and invited Y/N’s parents over, leaving their children to clean up and ‘get to know each other’ as Mrs. Dolan suggested. Little did they know, they’ve been more intimate with one another than any of their parents supposed.

“Here,” Grayson passed her the last of the utensils and she grabbed them, washing them and rinsing the suds off.

Y/N’s breath hitched as she felt his hands attach themselves to her waist, his head nuzzled up in her neck.

“You always smell so…” He trailed off, thinking of the perfect word to describe her. “Tempting”, he said as he took in another breath of her scent.

“Tempting?” She arched her eyebrow as she continued to lather up the last few utensils. She tried to act unfazed yet he could feel her heart beating rapidly against his chest.

“Yeah,” he bit her ear, causing a light moan to escape her lips, “you smelt so sweet,” he placed a kiss just under her ear, “it took me all the strength in my body to resist taking you on the table”. He sucked softly on her skin only to detach them again. “Right in front of your parents.”

This caused her stomach to erupt with hundreds of butterflies. She spun around, dropping the spoons in her hands straight away. Her face was so close to his gorgeous features. They took this moment to observe their eyes, slowly darkening as the seconds passed.

She bought her lips to touch his pink ones, gently exchanging a passionate kiss which lit a fire in both their cores. The slight smacking sounds of their lips made Greyson’s bulge grow. Then she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to enter her again. It was a slow kiss, emptying out their desires just by one small action.

Y/N was the first to make a move; gliding her delicate hands over his rock hard chest, touching his torso and to his rock hard budge. She palmed him through the thick material of his trousers, surprising herself with how forward she was being. He felt so big in her petite hand and it made her drip.

He let out a groan of pleasure, the innocent girl was no longer there as he detached their lips and stared down at her peering eyes. He swore that he could see swirls in her eyes, almost as if she was hypnotising him. Her lips tilted upwards as she grabbed his neck and crashed their lips together, hunger evident in their mouths.

Grayson entered his tongue into her mouth, tasting the lingering sweetness of the dessert. He used his lips to suck on her tongue slightly, letting out a rough rasp.

The tender hands which held his cock applied more pressure, palming him more roughly and making his labored breaths escape with a groan. She used her fingers to undo his belt and the clanking of the metal buckles cause him to pull away.

“Y/N-”

“Please, Grayson,” she cut him off quickly, “I want you in my mouth. I want to taste you.”

He stayed silent, stunned at what just came out of his innocent little temptress’ mouth. She was batting her eyelashes, looking as pure as ever. She looked as if she had a heart of gold, the most chaste looking girl with the filthiest mind. It was some sort of sexual awakening for her; ever since that afternoon spent with Grayson all she could think about was how he tasted, how he would feel wrapped around her hot mouth.

“Don’t you want to,” she paused, finding the right words to say, “feel my lips around you?” He could tell that she was new to this but he didn’t mind one bit. It turned him on so much just hearing her voice all needy.  

Their eyes met again and he couldn’t resist his temptress much longer as he became speechless. Grayson groaned as he watched her unbutton his trousers and pull them down, exposing his hard cock strained against his black Calvin Kleins. The wetness in her panties leaked down her thighs at the sight of him. She could tell that he’s been waiting for this. For her to finally touch him where he needed her most.

Grayson grabbed her chin and lifted her lips to meet his one last time before she went down again. The kiss was wet and sloppy, the sounds of smacking and sucking disturbed the still silence in the kitchen.

Y/N didn’t waste any time, using her fingers to hook into the elastic of his boxers and swiftly pull it down. His cock sprang free and it grazed her nose slightly, causing his lips to part at the tiny touch.

She was on her knees now, just staring at him. Her mouth was watering at the sight of his long heavy cock. She was so desperate to lick it but she was so entranced with how it looked. So pink, the tip almost red with drops of precum leaking from it.

“Come on Y/N, I want to feel myself down your tight little throat.” His voice was oozing sexiness. It was so hoarse and low which urged her to grab his thickness, pumping it slowly. She could feel every detail of his cock, from his velvety skin to the ridges of his veins. Her thumb went up to the tip to spread his precum over the tip and she could hear his breaths speeding up. She licked her lips, spitting into her hand, smearing it up and down his cock.

“Where the fuck did you learn that from?” He was surprised; he never thought a girl like her would know what to do.

“Watching... stuff.” A genuine smile caused her lips to tilt and look up at him. He was trying extremely hard to restrain himself and she could feel his desperation emitting from his labored breaths.

Y/N had watched filth for the first time after Grayson made her squirt. She couldn’t help it. She became so frustrated yet she found that she came her hardest purely from the thought of him. This young lady didn’t need the sights of other people fucking to satisfy her. She quickly realised this as she let out a scream of ecstasy one night, simply from the thought of his fingers.

“I never knew my girl was so dirty,” yet he recognised that there was some kind of carnal quality about Y/N. Something that caused his mind to wonder too many times during the day.

He wasn’t expecting it when he felt her wet tongue make contact with his cock. She was tracing it along one of his prominent veins, going from the base making her way to the tip. She could feel it pulsing on the surface of her tongue as she trailed it upwards. She licked the precum off from his slit and kissed it tenderly. He let out an animalistic growl at the feeling of her soft lips on his cock. He almost came on her face when she did that.

Slipping her tongue out of her mouth, she wrapped her lips around his eager looking tip. The taste of his cock made her taste buds tingle and her eyes to widen. He tasted salty yet there was a small undertone of sweetness which lingered on her lips. She used her hand to pump the rest of his length as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth. His cock was still sticky from her spit and she loved how it felt so smoothly against her palm.

She had been dreaming of this; wondering what it would be like for him to fill her desperate little mouth. It was a kind of satisfaction she needed, not exactly for her, but for him. She craved to feel his seed shoot through her throat.

“Y/N,” was all that escaped Grayson’s parted lips as he felt her go deeper, taking almost half of him already.

She was pleased to see him like this. It gave her great pleasure to see this man writhe because of her. She smiled against his cock and he felt her lips tilt and he looked down at the beautiful sight before him. Her eyes were peering up at him, the light reflecting off them and they looked almost glossy, filling with tears of pleasure. Her lips were wrapped tightly around him as if she were used to it and her hands pumped him as if she knew what kind of effect she had on him. She smiled once again at him, increasing the speed of her hand and shoved his length deeper into her.

It was when he felt his tip hit the back of her throat that he knew he was about to cum. He used his hand to grab her face again right before he burst down her throat. He pulled her face up to his and attached their lips together roughly, their teeth clashing. His tongue immediately entered hers and he could taste the saltiness of his cock that remained on her lips. But, she pulled away all too quickly.

“Grayson,” her breath was rapid. “I want to feel,” she was peppering soft kisses right next to his ear lobe. “Your cum,” she bit into his lobe, pulling at it. “Down my throat.” His breath hitched as the words escaped her sweet lips. He was surprised at her enthusiasm today but what just came out of her mouth made his cock jerk.

Y/N was back on her knees in seconds, desperate for the man of her dreams to explode in her mouth. She was pumping his cock so rapidly and her lips were sucking so hard that he let out a vulgar moan. It was low and raspy but it was so loud. And it kept her going, encouraging her to take him deeper and thrust her hand faster.

He tried so hard to let her be, but he had to move his hands to grip her hair, now fucking her needy little mouth. He was careful not to go too deep though, not knowing that was all she wanted. She wanted to take all of him as her moans and shrieks vibrated against his rock hard cock. Grayson loved pulling her hair and he enjoyed every second of his fingers intertwining with her hair and moving her head up and down against his shaft.

Tears began to well up in her eyes as he pushed inside her mouth, getting rougher with each thrust. It was a whole new experience for her but she loved every second of it.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” his breaths were heaving, “Your mouth is so pretty wrapped around my cock like that.”

She moaned at his kind words, the way it rolled off his tongue as if he wasn’t fucking her throat. The vibrations in her mouth were what set the stream of cum to spill inside her. He let out a brash moan as he felt his seed shooting out and into her tightness.

Y/N took it all. She loved the feeling of his cum trickling down her throat. There were strands of hair stuck to his forehead as he glistened in front of her while the sweat from his head dripped to his eyebrow. She only just noticed his red cheeks and his pink lips. He looked so handsome. 

“I can’t wait to cum inside you.” Grayson pulled her closer as his hands gripped her waist. 

“I-” Y/N was cut off by the sound of the front door unlocking, panic now in her eyes. She immediately flung her arms up to her hair, combing the tangled mess while Grayson pulled his pants up and buckled his belt. They were both frantic, fixing each other’s appearance. But within the midst of tidying themselves, Grayson leaned in to give her one last kiss, just a small peck filled with the softness of his lips, before heading towards the front door.

Y/N stood there, still. She watched as his tall body stepped out of the kitchen as she heard her parents greet him at the door only to say goodbye to him. Still dazed, she pat down her dress and wiped her mouth once more, welcoming her parents back with the taste of his cum still remaining on her tongue.

The night was dark yet the brightness of the full moon shone it’s bright blue tint onto the summer foliage. It was the perfect summer night for a cooling swim. 

Y/N had been busy all day long. Driving her parents to the airport and running countless amount of errands made her extremely flustered. She didn’t think of Grayson once all day, and perhaps it was good for her. Her heavenly fantasies with this man were slowly creeping away and she felt somewhat different.

The humid summer evening was relaxing for her. She slipped off her t-shirt and shorts, exposing her in the most revealing bikini that she owned. She’d been dying to wear all summer. She would have already worn it if it wasn’t for parents. The fact that they would judge her or might even suspect something about her recent sexual encounters deferred her from showing off her body until she was completely alone.

She stepped into the pool, the tones of blue reflecting onto her face as she fully submerged her body into the warm water. It was a bright full moon tonight; the fact that it was around ten slipped her mind due to the bright illumination of the moon.

Despite the distractions which halted her fantasies, Y/N would occasionally steal glances at Grayson’s window when she knew his house was empty. Both their houses were empty. 

She could hear the mellow sounds of crickets gently filling the air as she floated along the stillness of the pool. She hadn’t had a night quite like this during the summer. She was busy the whole time and she barely had any time to herself. And now that she was all alone, all she could think about was Grayson. How his muscles flexed and how his lips felt like pillows. She truly was infatuated with him and she was ashamed to admit that she was still aching for his cock.

She let out a sigh as she stepped out of the pool. Her wet body was glistening against the beams of the moon. The droplets of water stuck to her skin and her baiting suit was now clinging to her hardened nipples.

Grayson was surprised to see her out there, all wet and glistening for him. He had just got back from the gym only to see Y/N looking as beautiful as ever. He could basically feel the adrenaline in his veins spike up again at the sight of her perfection. The tip of his cock twitched as he observed her taking a towel and running it over her body. From her shoulders, down to her plump breasts then through her velvety thighs.

The light seeped through his windows and illuminated his tanned skin perfectly. Every crevice of his torso shadowed by the darkness, accentuating the hardness of his skin. 

Y/N got rather aroused at touching herself just then. The idea of having Grayson take her in the pool was something that made her mind wander back to the lust-filled tangents that she had been having. She happened to get so aroused that she turned straight away to head to her bedroom, the place where she would relieve herself of these dirty thoughts. Though, she sighed because she knew that she would never be fully satisfied with just her fingers.

As she turned she noticed that a Grayson’s window lit up light up, a silhouette of the muscular man watching her intensely. It gave her flashbacks to when they eyed each other during her party a couple weeks ago. The first time she that had ever had dirty thoughts for a man. She smirked, knowing how filthy she’s become after a few weeks of desire.

And so, with her filthy mind taking over, she continued to bend down, drying the droplets off her legs, knowing damn well that Grayson’s eyes were still glued to her body. Her mouth curved upwards as she drew her arms back to untie her bikini top, revealing her juicy looking breasts and her hard little nipples. With a wide smile, she stared at him, almost taunting him. She just stood there, all confident and willing like she had no idea how it affected him.

He was not expecting such a bold move to come out from someone so innocent looking like Y/N. Yet he knew her, she was needy and expecting nothing more than his cock inside her. Admittedly, he too was desperate to feel her write around him. No matter how badly Grayson wanted her – completely aware of their age gap – he would always be tempted by her.

And with that, he didn’t hesitate to leave his room, not bothering to put a shirt on, and pace right out of his front door to her porch.

She heard her doorbell go off multiple times, knowing exactly who it was. The dinging of the bell was fast and frantic and she could tell that he was as desperate for her as she was for him.

With a grin, she opened the door to a heaving Grayson, his bare chest was rising up and down at a rapid pace and the bulge was prominent in his grey sweats. She parted her lips to welcome him in but he pushed her inside, closing the door shut and spinning her to slam her petite frame against the door.

“You want the whole neighborhood to see your tits?” Her cheeks began to redden after he scolded her for her recklessness, she was far too excited to put her shirt on. Despite his livid tone he couldn’t help but feel his cock rise higher at the view in front of him.

“Mm, you look delicious.” He murmured against her neck, his warm breath sending tingles down her spine right to her throbbing pussy. His tone softened and so did his face.

A shriek came out of her mouth as he cupped her tender breast into his large hands. He bought his lips to one of her nipples while his hand remained on her other one. The way his tongue moved against her caused tiny little moans to escape her tender lips. He was sucking it hard. Oh, how he loved how perfect she was, her skin was so soft and her tits fit so perfectly in his palm.

“Grayson! I need you inside me, please.” Her begging eyes caused his cock to grow even more, it filled his heart with such a powerful adoration which made his heart to skip a beat.

Their lips crashed together again as he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up, his arms bulging yet she felt as light as a feather. Y/N took this opportunity to rub herself against his hard torso, she could feel every detail and crevice of his abs and it made her legs tingle. She could feel his rough grasp on her thighs getting tighter, her breasts rubbing against his chest causing the buds of nipples to get hard.

She had been fantasizing about this moment ever since she laid eyes on him, and even more since he gave her her first ever orgasm. It was inevitable that these two would find a way to become fully intimate each other after that afternoon. And without raising anyone’s suspicions too.

The shirt that Grayson wore began to get imprints of her wet, needy pussy, her rubbing making him want to devour her. And so, Grayson walked over to the staircase with long strides and carried her upstairs. While he did so she whispered sweet nothings into his ear as she fit her head perfectly in his neck;  “I want you so badly Grayson,” and “you’re all that I’ve been thinking about” slipped from her tongue in breathy moans. She held him tightly, feeling his body pressed up against hers was such a wonderful feeling.

How he knew where her bedroom was slipped her mind, a mystery to her, but he opened her door and the scent engulfed his body entirely. The smell of summer berries and honey filled his senses as he gently set her down on the bed where she had came multiple times at the thought of the man before her.

Her room was dark yet it was dimly lit by the moon. The iridescence reflected off her skin and it made her look almost dreamlike; the glowing little lady that was about to get fucked so hard by a man years older than her.

Y/N was a moaning mess, the loss of his touch caused her to wrap her arms around his neck and attach their lips again in a passionate and heated kiss. The way her fingers traced down his chest to his bulge made his knees go weak.

Grayson took this opportunity to slip his pants down which uncovered his strained cock against his grey boxers. In her eyes, it was somehow bigger than the last time she’d seen it. Perhaps it was how the moonlight played tricks against the shadows, but she knew that he was large.

“Are you sure baby?” His words were barely a whisper, almost afraid that she would be having second thoughts about this. He would never force himself on anyone, no matter how badly he desired them.

“Please, Grayson.” She was so desperate, so eager to feel his cock around her.

At this point, she didn’t even realise that she had been touching herself, gliding her fingers across her clit as he stood there before her. It was a marvelous sight which made him let out a happy sigh. He would love to just gawk at her trying to make herself cum, but he knew that he would be the one to make her cum the hardest.

And with that, he pushed her shoulders down onto the bed, causing her to lay down completely with her beautiful legs spread out for him. He untied the strings of her swimsuit bottoms, exposing her glistening pussy against the glimmer of the moonlight. It looked so shiny, hot and ready for him.

He couldn’t resist delving into her and using his tongue to lick up one long strip of her juices. The one stroke ignited a hot trail that caused her to moan from excitement. Just his tender touch on her pussy caused her mind to race with thoughts of him actually inside her. Her desperate desire caused her fingers to lock themselves in his chocolate tresses and pull his face up to hers, staring deep into the shadows in his eyes.

“I want-”

“Trust me, baby.” He knew that she was eager, but he wanted to prepare her first. He wanted nothing but to hear her screaming from pleasure, but she needed to be ready first.

Swiftly, he pressed a soft kiss to her lips and slid his lead down towards her hot pussy again. It was so wet, just how he loved it. He used his fingers to trace along her lips, opening her slightly to thrust his tongue inside her, feeling the slippery folds against his tongue.

Without warning he began to insert his finger into her unpenetrated pussy, immersing himself inside her. The tip of his finger had barely entered her yet she was already squirming, waiting for the feeling of his full length.

“More, Grayson.”

Smirking, he slowly slipped his thick finger in as she moaned his name. The way her pussy gripped his fingers was a whole different sensation that she wanted to feel every day. The new feeling was increased when he started to draw his finger back out then sent it back in, slowly and gently.

“Does that feel good Y/N?”

She let a small “fuck” slip out of her mouth as he increased his speed ever so slightly, going at a passionate pace which drove her insane. He hovered his mouth over her sweetness and she could feel his hot breaths on the spot that she needed him most, adding to the warmth radiating from her. But he suddenly pressed his lips against her core, kissing her clit with a gentle touch before devouring her.

His tongue thrashed and sucked over her neediness. It was like a dream to her, her dazed mind was so overwhelmed with the feelings of pleasure. His arms flexed and the veins were prominent against the shadows as he continued to insert another finger inside, his growing faster.

The humming in his voice caused her legs to shake. She was so ready to erupt on his yet he stopped, crawled up to her face and stared down at her beauty. She was shocked at the sudden loss of contact but just barely seeing his face in the darkness made her smile. She knew that he was staring down at her, admiring her features against the dimness of the room.

“I’m going to fuck you now.” She could hear the smirk on his lips. He bought his face up to her neck to start sucking on her skin, something that he loved to do. “And you’re going to cum so hard for me Y/N.” He was now biting her lightly. “Because you deserve it, baby.”

Their lips met once again. They opened their mouths for each other and explored their tongues for a moment before Grayson pulled away, the hem of his boxers were on his fingers. It sprung up like last time. She recalled every vein and how each of them felt inside her warm mouth and she so wished to feel every detail of him once he was inside of her.

He pumped his length right in front of her. A slow pace which still showcased the thick vein which trailed down from his shoulder to his wrist. He could honestly could have came just by jerking himself off with the sight of the wonderful girl waiting for him that was observing his every move.

But he stopped, knowing that he wouldn’t last long if he kept touching himself, and he bent down to caress her sweet slit with his cock in his hand. She was a whimpering mess and he could feel her need just but pressing his cock against her clit. It was throbbing. Yet without hesitation, he lined himself up to her hole, moaning a little at the thought of being so close to being inside her. It was something that he couldn’t comprehend. The way her eyes looked up at him made him let out a growl.

Pushing the tip in, he could hear her shaky breaths and he couldn’t tell if they were from nerves or excitement.

“I want you deep inside me Grayson.” She practically yelled with desperation in her tone.

That was when he started to push in and she moaned at how she could feel the crevices of his veins against her hot cunt. He was only half way and she felt nothing but pleasure, the feeling of his girth and the sight of his contorting face initiated a string of moans which faded into the darkness of the room.

Grayson was reluctant to go all the way in, but the sound of her voice encouraged him, sliding all of him in her wet tightness. He couldn’t believe that he was fucking her, the innocent girl next door.

“Does that feel good baby?”

“Yes- more.” Her words were shaky.

Her eyes were closed, savoring the sweet sensation of his full length inside her. Gently, he pulled out of her aching core and pushed inside again, pacing himself. But the slow, soft thrusts didn’t last long when she tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled roughly at him.

He started to thrust faster, the whimpers of her soft voice were slowly being masked by the slapping sound made when their pelvis’ would touch. They were completely overcome with the feelings of pleasure. Her tightness surrounding his cock, feeling every inch of his masculinity aching against her walls. Their warm breaths mingled together as their eyes met in the dim light of the room.

Grayson could see the lust in her dark eyes, but that little sparkle of sincerity caused him to go deeper as she silently screamed in his ear. Sweat began to run down her forehead, the humidity of the summer made her skin deliciously sticky. It felt like their skin was meant to press against each other, feeling the slight tackiness of their bodies.

“You don’t know how badly I want to feel your cum around my cock, Y/N.”

They were face to face again, their eyes roaming each other’s features. He let out a low grown as he saw her eyebrows scrunching as her pleading eyes grew wide once he hit a certain spot. She was so beautiful to him like this. It was just something about her big eyes looking up through her lashes that made his cock twitch inside of her. She looked so needy for his cock.

“You know,” he slowed down to get his words out. “You look so fucking pretty when you’re taking my cock.” Then he took her lips in his again, quickly slipping his tongue inside her warm mouth. “I can’t wait to see your face when you cum for me.”

Y/N’s mouth was open, letting out the loud whimpers as she knew he hit her most delicate spot. It sent tingles from her spine to her feet, causing her toes to curl as she continued to feel her g-spot getting rammed by the beautiful man on top of her.

It was almost as if she was completely about to let go when she let out a loud shriek when he forcefully pulled her to the edge of the bed. He stood up and lifted both her legs up towards her chest and now he was deeper than ever. With every thrust, he could graze her most needy spot which made her eyes roll back every time.

Grayson was slowly becoming less gentle with her, knowing that a dirty girl like her would love the feeling of his balls slapping against her ass.

He heaved all of his length into her at an undeniably fast pace. Her squeals and screams were music to his ears and it encouraged him to pound her harder. She could feel the orgasm building up in her stomach and she was so consumed by the pleasure that a tear slipped out of her eye. Doing this was something that evoked a tremendous amount of emotion, yet the reason she was getting teary-eyed was that of the amount of sweet, sweet pleasure she was receiving.

She felt like it was a rough stroke of electricity. The kind of sensation that she would get just as she would fall from a great height of a roller-coaster. The feeling in her caused a yell to come out of her strained mouth as she gushed on his thick cock.

Grayson felt her legs shake against his thighs and he could see that her back was arched. He could barely see her beautiful face but he could make out her furrowed eyebrows, twitching eyelids, and open mouth. This right there was the most beautiful sight that he’d ever seen.

It was like a feeling of accomplishment for him. How his heart would beat just a tad faster at the thought that he could get his girl to scream like that, to become so overwhelmed that she squirted.

Y/N could feel herself spouting all over him now, pulling his cock out to let it all out. She could imagine seeing his smirking face and how he would be completely back inside her in a matter of moments.

And, just as she thought that he would give her another few seconds to release, he was back inside her. The way her legs shook against him aroused him even more. He just wanted to make her cum again, harder than ever before.

Grayson felt so much pleasure inside her; he wouldn’t complain if he could just stay inside her snug channel forever. Just the thought of him spending ‘forever’ with her made his heart skip a beat.

“Grayson!”

She was way too overwhelmed by the pleasure and overstimulation, but she loved every second of it. “Fuck, just like that.” He trusted upwards, reaching the untouched depths of her pussy as she screamed at his compliance.

And that was when he felt the sudden rush of pleasure in his stomach, pulsing its way to his hard cock. Spurts of his cum shot up into her, lusciously coating her inside.

His orgasm causes her to do the same. Their cum mingled together inside her; she could feel the stickiness and she loved it. Her walls continued to squeeze him until she had every had drop of his seed inside her.

Oh, how he loved the feeling of his aching cock giving her everything that he had! Then he slipped himself out of her, eyeing the cum that dripped out of her hole, completely satisfied.

“I can’t wait to fill you with my cum every night, Y/N.” He kissed her ever so tenderly. His voice was sweet and innocent which completely contrasted the filthy words that slipped out of his mouth.

They were both breathing heavily, their naked bodies now intertwined. Their sticky figures laid there in the room which was dimly lit by the beams of the moon.

They barely spoke then; only admiring the beautiful sight of each other against the same moonlight that glowed on them when they used to lay in their own beds, touching themselves to the thought of each other.