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impaladolan · 3 years

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Control Freak - Grayson Dolan

summary: after being summoned to the new CEO’s head office, or rather dungeon, there’s an unexpected twist when y/n becomes, what some would say, mouthy with her relatively new boss..

warnings: smut & swearing, the usual :)

tag(s): @joyfuldolann tehe

a/n: i’ve never really done tags, but if you’d like to participate in them— (such as for future series or control-freak/capture parts) leave a comment on any of my posts or even dm me! (only if you want, don’t feel obligated to do so, it’s just for fun :)))) ily! <3 also, sorry if this is crappy.. i’m not the biggest fan of this part, but i really wanted to get something out for you all!

part one

"I'd like to have a word with you, in my office."

His voice rang in your ears, like a symphony or an orchestra in a small room. So as you slowly walk down the hall, past the secretaries and into his large, barricaded office, you had internally convinced yourself that he's just a guy that's your boss. That's it. Nothing more, nothing less.

So you thought...

"Ms. Y/L/N." He addresses as soon as you shut the large door and turn around, though his eyes were glued to his large computer. "Sit." He demands, looking towards you for a moment and nodding to the chair sat in front of his huge desk. You hurry to answer his command, seating yourself in the cushiony furniture. You take a quick look around the room, the colors and décor a lot more darker and dungeon-y than Mr. Kidman had it. It almost made you sleepy, until his voice snapped;

"You should be a little less intrusive with your own thoughts, Ms. Y/L/N." He had fully turned, giving you his undivided attention with his brow arched and a signature smirk dotting his plump lips. You felt your cheeks go hot from just his voice, and his snippy, cockiness as well. "How're you to know exactly what I'm thinking, if I may ask Mr. Dolan?" You assertively question, crossing your legs as you furrow your brow with intent. You knew what games he was playing, and you'd play them right back if it meant putting him in his place, questionably.

"It's all about body language, darling. You seem to fidget a lot in my presence, which I notice that you don't do in anyone else's.” He begins, watching as you surely begin to run your hand along the ends of your skirt, something you normally do when you’re nervous. “You're a bit more sassy and less reserved when you're talking to me, and your cheeks seem to turn red when I directly speak to you, do they not?" He now had his large hands settled on the tabletop, fiddling his thumbs back and forth while he pursed his lips in question. He had completely caught you off guard and all the more stunned and almost embarrassed. "Sir.. I don't understand what you—"

"Or the way you dozed off that entire meeting. Tell me, Y/N, what were you daydreaming about, hm? Something work related I suppose?" He was quick to interrupt you, adding a fiery anger, much like Kidman's, to your attitude. "Listen, you cocky fucking asshole. I'm tired of your stupid pestering so if you could just get straight to the point instead of me having to sit here and endure your little go-arounds for another half hour, it'd be greatly appreciated." You violently whisper, standing from your seat with your arms crossed and your lips in a thin line.

You're a very tolerant person, but his continuous egging on was bound to make you burst anyway. But what made you even more extravagantly angered was his hoarse chuckle that began to rumble throughout the room. "Cocky fucking asshole, huh?" He continues his girthy laugh, standing from his seat and slowly strolling around to the front of his desk. You slightly gulp when he towers you with his height, his intensity and nonchalantness at the same time a bit too much to bear. "I'd watch that pretty little mouth of yours, princess, before it gets you into some real trouble." He seats himself on the front edge, examining you head-to-toe with his beading eyes. You grew stiff, not wanting to make a sound or remark in his wavering stare.

Perhaps to keep from getting in trouble, maybe?

"I'd say the same to you, if it weren't for yours being rather large, than little." You incoherently scoff, surprising yourself with your own words. His face contorted from his relaxed look into a more furious looking one. His grip on the ledge of his oak wood desk had tightened, making the tops of his hands whiter and more constructed than they would look relaxed. His indented cheekbones grew more visible and his eyes seemed to darken out of nowhere.

He does look very ravishing when he's angry..

Suddenly, you feel his tight grip on your hips, shoving you back down into the chair without a warning. "Y'know, Kidman told me about you," He began, waltzing away from you and around your chair, undoing his tie in the process. All the while you sat there with wide eyes and a fluttery feeling down near the pit of your stomach. It gave you goosebumps clear down your arms and legs. "He said you were a very independent, hardworking women that's quiet and respectable. But frankly, you've proved him wrong." He sighs as he turns to face you, still sat in the chair, with a sharp and pointed look that gave you the good tinglings. "Well, frankly," You mock his tone, "You've only known me for the minimum of three hours, Mr. Dolan. You're just assuming." You point out, with a ghastly smile.

To that, he loudly slaps his hands on the arms of the chair that you were forcefully sat in, his face becoming of close proximity to yours. "Have anything else to say before I smack that tiny little ass of yours?" He questions with the raise of his brow, sending another one of the flooding shivers down your entire body.

Fuck.

If it wasn't for your lack of correct, impulsive decision making skills, you would have walked away and finished whatever work you had left and hurried home. But instead, you flipped yourself over and laid on the chair, ready for whatever he wanted to do to you.

"Take that fucking skirt off." He deeply orders, taking his blazer off angrily after unclipping his belt buckle. You obey almost immediately, shimming the skirt down your legs and unbuttoning the first couple buttons of your white dress shirt. You firstly feel his fingers softly glide over your asscheek, trailing towards your thong and looping his index finger under the thin fabric. With a tight, forceful pull, he rips it in half and tosses the bunched up silk to the side as you gasp with surprise. You close your eyes as you feel his hand glaze over asscheek once again, readying yourself for what would eventually hurt like hell.

But instead of what potentially would have been a slap, you feel his large hands roughly pull your legs apart, and his cock slam down into your noticeably aroused pussy. You loudly yelp, securing your hands around whatever you could while his settled at the valley of your hips. “Fuck, yes.” He breathlessly groans with his head thrown back and his eyes scrunched with immense pleasure. Your eyes began to water and the beginning of his slow, steady thrusts made your pussy clench with the desire of more. You had your teeth sunk into your bottom lip to keep your sounds and contentment as quiet as possible.

You hadn’t even realized how long it’s been since you’ve had real, carefree sex. You honestly forgot how good and scandalous it felt. Though, you started to remember, even in your hazed state of mind, that it was your new boss standing behind you. But before you could even get a chance to agree or take action from your right state of mind, you felt him lift you up and rush the two of you over to the other side of his spacious desk, his cock still embedded inside you and unmoving.

He lays you on your back, grabbing the opened part of your shirt and ripping it off, his teeth gritted and his brows furrowed as he swiftly unclips your bra and pulls it down your arms. Unlike his slowness before, he began to speed up quickly, barreling into you like he hadn’t done it in years. Which would be true if he hadn’t drunkenly slept with a women he had met at the bar almost a year ago, but he faintly remembers that anyway.

You became used to the pressure that once stretched your walls uncomfortably, but now it felt right. The way he entered you, at a slight angle, made your legs quiver with desire and the yearning for more. And when he touched that certain spot, oh god it made you whine like crazy.

“Fuck—there!” He had you almost screaming, which made him all the more aroused and heightened. He continued his harsh poundings, bringing his hands from your hips and softly up your stomach until they reached your perky breasts. He toyed with your sharpened nipple, grinning at the sensation it brought to you when you arched your back. With the sudden shaking of your legs and the unshielded moans you let loose, he could just tell you were extremely close.

“Don’t you fucking cum yet, Y/N. I’ve hardly fucking started with you.” Grayson then harshly brought his hand down to your soaked clit, rubbing it in quick circles. You weren’t really one to disobey authority, but it seems like getting on Grayson Dolan’s, the CEO of the company Choff, nerves were a bit more fun and exhilarating.

So when you felt the extremely bound knot in your stomach begin to want to unravel— you just let it. You came over his engulfed cock that continued to sink into you as you hardly breathe, the overflowing feeling and sensation that numbed your entire body washing over you. You weren’t given anytime to reassess, because he continued his thrusts, speeding himself up with an anger you’ve never seen before. He picked you up again, slamming you against the wall with one of his hands holding your ass up while the other kept your hands above your head.

“That’s fucking it—”

Though, the two of you were too caught up in each other to realize that someone was at the door, stunned and shocked at the scene playing out..

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saturatedolan · 5 years

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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.

#grayson dolan #grayson dolan imagine #grayson dolan smut #graysondolan x reader #dolan twins #dolansmut #ethandolan #dolan tuesday #dolan twins imagine #ethan dolan smut #ethan dolan one shot #grayson dolan oneshot #dolan one shots

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graysdesire · 5 years

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MASTERLIST

🌤 - SMUT. ☁️ - FLUFF. 🌩 - ANGST.

GRAYSON DOLAN!

[🌤] BAD GIRL

[🌤] ANAL DISCOVERY

[🌤] SHOW OFF

[🌤] MINE

[☁️] GRUMPY BABY

ETHAN DOLAN!

[🌤] SLUT

[🌤] ANGRY

[🌤] HATE

[🌤] PHONE CALL

#dolan twins #dolantwins #grayson dolan #graysondolan #ethan dolan #ethandolan #dolan smut #dolansmut #dolan fluff #dolanfluff #dolan angst #dolanangst #dolan tuesday #dolantuesday #dolantwinstuesday

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dxlansfxck · 5 years

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Blurred Lines | E.D.

Summary: Smoking weed with Ethan for the first time turns into snacking, cuddling and making out.

Warnings: Smut, Drug use, fluff I guess

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Ethan and you have been planning this evening out for weeks now, not sure where to buy the things you’ll need, being paranoid about the cops and getting into jail. You’ve had some friends that smoke weed on a regular basis, but you’ve never tried it. Damn, Ethan didn’t even like to drink alcohol, how could someone conclude that he was ready to try some weed now? Both of you were stressed out lately, started arguing over stupid shit, not being handle themselves. They might think that all you need is a good fuck, but well, that’s what you were doing every single night. You’ve had the best sex of your lives, basically trying out everything without kink-shaming the others interests. Grayson himself loves a nice blunt here and there – it was the only thing that could calm him down while having anxiety attacks-, so he offered his brother to get some more when he meets his dealer the next time, maybe even hitting the bong with you.

“Y/N, are you sure you want to do this? It isn’t illegal for no reason. Oh god, has someone ever died from an overdose? Of course people need to smoke that shit if they’re so nervous about doing it, they need something to calm down after the panic. How do we even do this, have you ever rolled a blunt? And shall we smoke a blunt or a joint? Grayson said we could use his bong as well, but isn’t it stronger this way? Y/N, I think we should- ““I think you should shut up, babe. Don’t worry too much, you can’t die from just smoking one or two blunts. Look at Gray, he’s still alive and some days all he does is sitting in his room smoking weed. We’ll be fine, but if you don’t want to do this, we don’t need to, you know that right?” You try to calm your boyfriend down, not wanting to pressure him into something. E just nods, smiling shyly. “I just don’t want to risk anything, but you’re right, nothing could happen. Should we prepare some food in case we’ll get hungry?” You jump up, running into the kitchen and pull premade cookie dough out of the fridge while grinning at Ethan. “Duh. I’m making those, you’ll call the pizza delivery! I want pineapple and sweet corn, maybe some Sprite with it as well. And don’t forget- “”The Ranch dressing, I know, princess. Gimme a sec.”

“Hey guys, I’m back”, Grayson enters the door, already smelling freshly baked cookies and Pizza while stepping out of his shoes. “Damn, I’m smoking with you all the time if you’re coming this prepared.” You just shrug your shoulders. “Didn’t know what I would be in the mood for and this guy”, you point down to your stomach, “Is hungry for everything.” Ethan laughs while letting him fall right next to his girl, putting on ‘Mulan’ on the screen. He knows it’s your favorite and he learned to love it too.

“How are we going to do this, Gray?” “I already bought premade blunts, it’s easier”, he holds them up, so you could see them. “Ready, folks?” Grayson sits right next to you, placing one of the blunts between his lips and lighten it before taking a deep breath. He exhales with closed eyes before handing it over to you, who repeats the process. Ethan is the last one, still a bit nervous but curious. He didn’t like the taste, the irritation in his throat and the coughing afterwards which made him drink a whole cup of Sprite. But it gets easier each time he hits the blunt, soon the second one is all smoked up as well and Grayson went back to his room to play some Fortnite. Ethan and you were just looking at each other, grinning, and enjoying some of your pizza while finishing the movie, not feeling high at all.

“Shall we go to our room? We can watch some YouTube in bed, the couch isn’t as comfy.” You nod, grabbing the cookies and Sprite before going upstairs, sliding directly into your bed. “What do you want to watch? Shane?” Of course, you watched Shane, your favorite YouTuber. Conspiracy after conspiracy, Ethan just shakes his head. “Don’t get it. How’s he so smart?” Then he starts laughing. “Oh well, he just googles the stuff, I guess. But where does the idea to google it come from? He must be smart. I’m not that smart, but that’s okay, right?” He looks over at you which is totally lost in the video. “Mhm, yes, smart”, while munching some cookies. “Dude, these are so fucking good, they taste like a chocolate explosion in my mouth. Try one!” “Oh fuck, you’re right”, he speaks with a mouth full of cookies. “They’ve never been this good, I swear, if everything tastes like this if you’re stoned, I want to smoke every day.” He looks over to his girlfriend, chocolate spread around your mouth, the hair falling out of your messy bun, wearing nothing but E’s old football tee. “God, you’re so beautiful, princess”, wrapping his arms around you, Ethan can’t stop admiring you. “Your skin is so soft, even though your legs aren’t shaved, how do you do this? HOW?” You just laugh it off, placing one hand on Ethan’s cheek. “Thank you, baby. But you’re beautiful too. People may call you hot or handsome, but you’re truly beautiful, inside and outside. I love you, Ethan.” “I love you too, Val.” Your lips met in a soft, lovely kiss, different to your normal making outs. Usually, the couple would fight over dominance, this time there wasn’t any dominance at all, just sweet love.

You kissed for what seems like hours, exploring your bodies and showing love to each other. You were on top of Ethan, kissing his jawline, pressing sweet little kisses onto his Adam’s apple down to his rising chest. “You smell so good, E. Like cookies, sugar and yourself.”, You mutter as you softly lick over his lightly sweaty chest. Ethan couldn’t hide that quiet moan that leaves his skin as soon as your tongue reached out for his nipple.

Your lips wander down his toned chest and the slightly hairy trail down to his boxers, leaving a few love bites here and there – the lovely making out session quickly turning into what you usually do. “Baby, no teasing, please.” Ethan grabs a fistful of your hair, while looking down into your sparkling, yet red and hooded eyes. Just as you bite the skin beneath his belly button, he throws his head back with a deep growl. “I feel like I’m in the sky, babe.”

You just laugh while making your way downwards, licking and kissing his thick thighs, lightly scratching the skin with her nails. “I love your thighs, E.” “And I love your wet little pussy on them, Y/N. But first of all, I want this pretty mouth of yours”, you know how much Ethan loves blowjobs, he seems to enjoy them as much as sex and you enjoy them too – having all this power over Ethan, making him squirm and shiver under your touch while hearing him moan your name is what makes you so needy for his cock. But as much as you likes him in your mouth, you’re such a sucker for teasing, slowly bringing his blood to a boil while Ethan gets almost angry at you. Just as you begins to kitten lick his shaft while slowly massaging his balls, he grabs your cheeks and makes you look at him. “What did I tell you, Y/N? No. Fucking. Teasing”, with that, he shoves you back down right onto his dick, listening to your gagging sounds while grinning. “That’s my girl, c’mon”, he lays back down but keeps looking at you swallowing his penis like a goddess. His groans turn into moans, sweat drips down his forehead and he feels like all his muscles were getting sore from tensing them. You look up to him here and there, but keep focused on what’s in your mouth, trying to reach every inch of skin, tasting whatever he was giving you. “’m close, princess. Now gimme a taste of your pretty little flower down there”, Ethan rolls both of you, giving the love of his live a quick peck before laying between your legs, not hesitating in diving right in. He kisses your folds, nibbling on the sensitive skin and uses his long fingers to collect your juices before sucking the sweetness off them. Your fingers run through his soft hair, grabbing a few locks to tug on. Yet another growl leaves his throat before he softly bites into the most sensitive spot. His name leaves your lips more than once, while he keeps teasing you here and there, not really trying to build up an orgasm, more like giving you as much please as possible without you being worn out afterwards. “E, please. Let me cum”, you keep pressing your pussy onto his face, wanting more than what he was currently giving you. “Let me come or start fucking me, but you can’t keep doing this with me, please”, you whine, trying to get anything from him. “You wanna cum, babe? C’mon, use me. Make yourself come. Grind down onto my face, beautiful. I know how much you love that”, he holds out his tongue, nuzzles his nose into you and lets you do whatever you desire. “My god, E, you’re killing me”, you grab another fistful of his silky hair, just to press him right into your folds, almost slamming onto his pretty face, spreading your juices all over him – what a joy to kiss him later – as you feel the orgasm build up. “Yes, E. Keep your tongue there, babe.” You close your eyes, practically seeing stars dancing around, while bringing yourself to an end just as Ethan inserts two of his fingers into you.

You glare down at him, wanting to punch the smirk off his face. “That was rude, E. I hope you’ll fuck me good. Otherwise I’ll have Gray to do so”, you flip over, kneeling on all fours in front of him, slowly wiggling your ass. “C’mon, E. Show me what you’ve got.” Ethan didn’t know what to say at this point, he was getting kinda angry, but you being so commanding was a huge turn on. The weed in his system makes him think way slower, he didn’t want it to be over yet, he wanted to fuck you long and good, trying out every position and place he could. Otherwise, his dick was throbbing, and he knew he couldn’t handle it much longer, not with the view of this perfectly round ass in front of his face. He gives them a quick slap, watching the cheeks jiggle in front of him before directly pushing into you. “Never even think about Grayson while you’re in bed with me, Y/N. You know that. There’s no comparison between us when it comes to sex”, his thrusts get deeper and faster, his entire body was on fire, he was light headed and as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt everything to much more intense.

You on the other hand were about to come again the second he entered you. He was pounding into you without mercy, sending you straight to cloud 9. You couldn’t think about anything else besides his large hands on your hips, his thick cock entering you again and again and his growls next to your ear, making you wish the moment could last forever. You felt the infamous knot in your stomach before grabbing one of his hands for support. “Let go, angel. I’ll be there soon”, he coos in your ear while speeding up. “Fuck, E!”, you let out a high-pitched moan before almost collapsing in his touch. Ethan releases right after you, pressing feather-like kisses onto you back, while massaging the tender skin. “I think we should get high more often, Y/N.” His angel laughs, before pressing a kiss to his cheek. “But first, we need more cookies.”

#ethandolan #ethan dolan #ethangrantdolan #ethan grant dolan #graysondolan #grayson dolan #graysonbaileydolan #grayson bailey dolan #dolantwins #dolan twins #dolansmut #dolantwinssmut #dolan twins smut #smut #ethan #ethandolanimagine #ethan dolan fanfic #dolan twins fanfic #masterlist

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intanimaroh94 · 4 years

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-Quotes- . Loc. Pic : Air Terjun Sampuran, Bandar Baru Sibolangit Sumut. . #medantalk #medanexplore #traveling #wonderfulindonesia #dolansmut #quotes #quotesislami #hijrahbareng https://www.instagram.com/p/B4cl_iKBHPn/?igshid=u9q2xmwgjcnm

#medantalk #medanexplore #traveling #wonderfulindonesia #dolansmut #quotes #quotesislami #hijrahbareng

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adolanables · 4 years

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INFLUENCED - Part 6 (G.D.)

INFLUENCED Master List

Warnings: Smut, Language

A/N: What everyone has been waiting for - kind of

PART 6

The two of you lazily made out on top of his covers for nearly an hour - your lips so swollen and pink it looked as though you had eaten about 45 popsicles. Your panties were absolutely drenched and you could tell Grayson wasn’t doing much better by the sweat on his forehead and the small drop of wetness on his gray sweats. His right arm was thrown over your waist, his right leg tucked between your left. Your free hand was tousled in the back of his dark hair and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You’d think staring at someone for an hour would make them less hot, but nope - the absolute opposite. Everything about him was beautiful - the way he would uncomfortably nibble his lip when he didn’t know what to say, his small nose placed perfectly in the center of his face. Just everything. About five minutes into the make out session you were ready to rip his shirt off, but he hadn’t made any moves to go any further. You were curious if Charlotte’s comments about his awkwardness went further than just a few uncomfortable conversations.

As he tugged on your bottom lip once again, his tongue sneaking out to touch yours softly - you let out a frustrated moan that made him pull back quickly. Your lip snapped back to your mouth with a loud pop and you opened your eyes to look at Grayson quizzically. His eyes were wide and his face bright red, he had turned his lower body away from yours slightly and was taking in deep breaths.

“Are you okay?” You asked, your hand that was in his hair now resting softly on his hard chest.

“Yeah, I - um - just..” He swallowed roughly and shut his eyes for a second, willing himself to form a sentence. “Just the- uh - kissing … and the noise, I - um… getting hot in here..” The way he was stumbling over his words made your heart thump.

“Well, why don’t you take some of your clothes off?” You whispered, your eyes fluttering shut slightly as you glanced down at the growing wet patch on his pants. “Since it’s so hot.” You could tell he was crazy nervous as his face got even brighter red when you slipped your big t-shirt over your head, leaving you in just a sports bra and biker shorts.

As your small fingers traced the hem of his t-shirt you felt him hold his breath, a small gasp escaping his mouth as your cold skin connected with the warmth of his lower abdomen. “You don’t have to if you’re not comfortable Gray it’s oka-”

He interrupted you by yanking his shirt over his head quickly and shoving his grey sweatpants down to his ankles. His large arms gripped the bare skin around your waist and lifted you on top of him, your thighs straddling his waist and the thickness of his member pressing directly into your inner thigh. His momentary surge of confidence seemed to be over as his blush returned and his hands dropped from your bare skin.

You took the opportunity to lean down and press a soft, wet kiss to his neck - a loud groan leaving his mouth at the feeling of your lips on his bare skin. His hands flew to your body, one tangling in your hair, the other placed on your upper thigh - almost to your ass, but not quite. As you nipped and sucked at his skin, he became a writhing mess beneath you - you felt like a goddess. He was covered in a light sheen of sweat, his breathing rapid as your hands explored his body, soft moans leaving his mouth as you ran your nails down his bare chest. As you grinded your hips into his a guttural cry left his mouth, you had been making out for almost two hours now and you were sure he was just as absolutely desperate as you were.

“Y/N, please.” He whined, his eyes glossy as he moved his warm hands up and down your waist, his fingers tugging at the white fabric of your sports bra. You raised an eyebrow at him as you lifted the small piece of fabric over your head and fully exposed yourself to him. “Jesus.” Grayson breathed, his hands coming up to squeeze your full breasts softly, another pained groan leaving his mouth. His rough skin tugged softly at your nippled and massaged the smooth skin.

“Please what?” You teased him, moving off of him for a moment to slip your biker shorts down your legs. The wet patch on your underwear was so large you were sure he could see it.

“I- I don’t know, I need something I ca-” He mumbled, his chest rising and falling rapidly, him throwing his head back in frustration as he saw you slip your soaked pantes off your body - now fully naked in front of him. “Holy shit, Y/n - I nee-”

“Gray, have you done this before?” You whispered, leaning up to kiss his jaw softly, his breathing erratic and his heart nearly beating out of his chest. His face blushed red again but he shook his head no, keeping his eyes shut tightly. “Can I teach you?” You kissed his jaw again, still peppering kisses up and down his neck, your free hand tracing circles on his lower abdomen.

“Teach me to what?” He choked out, his eyes glazing over as he finally opened them to take in the beautiful woman leaned over him.

“We don’t have to do everything? We can start with something easy?” You spoke softly, running a hand through his messy hair - you weren’t trying to take Grayson Dolan’s virginity tonight. Even if you wanted to, clearly he waited for a reason, but now was not the time to ask. He nodded at you, his breath catching in his throat as your small fingers tucked into the waistband of his boxers, you raised an eyebrow at him for permission and tugged them down to reveal his rock hard length, tip painfully bright red. Precum covered his pubic hair and my god did you want to taste him.

He watched you intently as you pressed soft kisses around the base, your hand tugging softly at the tip was driving him insane. He could barely breathe and he most definitely couldn’t keep his eyes open. Most people would never believe THE Grayson Dolan had never been touched by a girl like this - but it was true. He could never be too sure of who was using him, who would expose him, or who would tell everyone he was a virgin. With Y/N, he felt safe - he knew she wouldn’t betray him. So when you softly sucked on his tip, he felt as though he could cry - the slow movements purposeful so he wouldn’t cum instantly. You wanted to work him up so the two of you could make each other feel good.

“I want to feel you.” He breathed, his hands reaching for you as you pulled away from his length and moved back up to meet him. His large hands wrapped around your bare waist as he pulled your chest to his face, his soft lips tugging on a nipple - a small moan leaving your mouth as he circled his tongue around the soft bud. He glanced up at you, his cock throbbing at your blushed cheeks, slightly damp hair stuck to your forehead, your eyes shut in pleasure. He moved one of his hands down to rest on your folds - he wasn’t moving but he pulled away from your nipple and got your attention. “Show me what to do.” His voice was more determined - less shy this time. A wave of energy came over you as this strong man beneath you slowly dipped a finger inside of you, following every one of your instructions to a T.

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“Like this?” His voice was low and deep, almost pained as he pumped his middle finger in and out of you slowly. His free hand gripped one of your tits strongly, his thumb brushing over your nipple every few seconds.

“Mhmm,” You grinned softly, tucking your bottom lip between your teeth. “Curve your finger towards you, like you’re telling someone to come here.”

He complied and you guided his hand to press firmly against the fleshy bundle, his pace increasing as he slowly got the hang of it. “Can I add another one?” He questioned, slowly sliding in his index finger as you nodded. Your jaw fell open and a pleasured sigh left your mouth as he continued to pump in and out of you.

He was absolutely entranced. He didn’t know where to look, his eyes flashing back and forth from his fingers fucking you and the gorgeous pleasured face just inches from his own. Your chest bouncing up and down as you rode his fingers - he was mind blown. The furthest he’s ever gotten with a girl was some aggressive dry humping, so when he felt you clenching around his fingers and his name fall from your mouth, he truly didn’t know what to do.

“Circles” You squeaked out, moving the hand on your chest down to your clit, making sure his index finger was in the right spot. He rubbed fast circles on the sensitive bud, in perfect time with the rhythm of his fingers that were thrusting in and out of you. You felt yourself nearing an orgasm so you leaned back slightly, gripping his throbbing cock in your right hand. His eyes shot open and his mouth did too as you started jacking him off to the same rhythm he was fingering you.

“Shit, shit, shit.” He stuttered, his fingers losing some steam, but the damage he was doing to your clit wasn’t going unnoticed as your breathing increased. “I’m not gonna last-“

The feeling building up in your stomach sent you over the edge as he pressed down on your clit a little harder. You shut your eyes tightly, clenching around his fingers as you rode out your orgasm, loud moans and gasps leaving your mouth. You managed to open up your eyes as a guttural moan came from Grayson, his entire body clenching up as warm liquid seeped over your first. Pumping him softly as he finished, his head thrown back into the pillow, fists clasped onto the sheets by his sides.

“Fuck.” He breathed, his eyes finally opening to see you on top of him, fully fucked out and a hand full of his cum. “You’re so fucking hot.” He groaned, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

“Back atcha, Dolan.” You giggled, hopping off of him to go clean yourself up. He let out another groan as your ass wiggled back and forth on the way to the bathroom.

Once the two of you were cleaned up, Grayson had your naked body pressed tightly against his. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling of your skin against his and never wanted to leave this bed. He traced small circles on your bare hip beneath the comforter, his eyes locked on your face as you tried to fall asleep.

“Thank you for that, Y/N.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“For ..?” You raised an eyebrow at him, a small smile on your lips as you felt his heartbeat speed up.

“Not acting like it’s weird… that I hadn’t done that.” He spoke, much more calmly than he would have a few hours prior. “I’ve always been so embarrassed and it just kept getting more embarrassing the longer I waited but I was too scared to act on it.” He chuckled, shaking his head slightly. “And then Ethan got laid so I felt really lost.”

“I think it’s romantic.” You grinned up at him, pressing a kiss to his chin. “And adorable, and innocent, and really fucking turned me on.” You lowered your voice at the end of the sentence.

“Yeah?” He winked at you, his grip around your waist tightening. “You really fucking turned me on too.” He kissed your forehead again and swooped down to capture your lips as well. “Goodnight, pretty lady.”

#influenced!grayson #grayson dolan #ethan dolan #the dolan twins #dolan twins #grayson dolan imagine #grays lane #graysons lane #grayson dolansmut #grayson dolan smut #grayson smut #grayson dolan x reader #grayson dolan fandom #grayson dolan fanfic #the dolan twin fanfic

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eteweetee1999-blog · 6 years

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•Daddy Issues• Ethan Dolan (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/8PSWJgNNcK "What's my name?" "Daddy"

#fanfiction #dolansmut #dolantwins #ethandolan #graysondolan #books #amreading #wattpad

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dolandarling · 7 years

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When the boys think it's okay to do anything remotely hot 🙄 (side note: also I am now a gif?)

#gif #dolan #dolantuesday #dolan twins #ethan dolan #grayson dolan #dolansmut #grayson and ethan #ethanandgraysondolan

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palmtreedolan · 5 years

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Tag, you’re it

Rules: Answer 30 questions, tag 10 blogs & post it as a text post.

I was tagged by: @dolansmut thank you so much em!! 💞

1. Nickname - don’t really have one tbh

2. Gender - female

3. Star sign - Capricorn

4. Height - 5’3”

5. Time - 1:58am

6. Birthday - 10th Jan (tomorrow 😊)

7. Favourite bands - the neighbourhood, the 1975, cub sport, COIN

8. Favourite solo artists - Jorja Smith, Ariana Grande, SZA, Bryson Tiller, Joji, Travis Scott

9. Song stuck in my head - Supernova by Ansel Elgort

10. Last movie I watched - Oceans 8 (I’ve seen it twice it’s SO GOOD)

11. Last show I watched - Gilmore Girls

12. Why did I create my blog - to post my edits and look at pics of gray but ended up making so many friends 💞

13. What do I post - some shitty edits and a lot of Grayson Dolan

14. Last thing I googled - YouTube lol

15. Any other blogs? - nope

16. Do I get asks? - some but i appreciate every single one and would love more xx

17. Why did you chose your URL? - hhhh apparently gray has a tattoo of a palm tree on his ass so....😉

18. Following? - 545

19. Followers? - don’t really want to say lol

20. Favourite colour(s) - dusty pink, burgundy, yellow, pastel purple and pastel blue

21. Average hours of sleep? - anywhere between 5 and 9 oooff

22. Piercings? - one on each ear but I really want seconds

23. Instruments? - piano and flute

24. What I’m wearing - yellow pyjama shorts and a black pyjama shirt

25. How many blankets do you sleep with? - just one

26. Dream job - actually have no idea honestly

27. Dream trip - Paris and Hawaii

28. Favourite food - way too many to list

29. Nationality - Australian

30. Favourite song rn - blue lights by jorja Smith

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#and lovely anon your request will definitley be up tomorrow

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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The Less I Know the Better

Description: In which Grayson sees the love of his life move on, at least that’s what he thought. Based on the overplayed song by wanna be indie TikTok girls ‘The Less I Know The Better’ by Tame Impala.

Warnings: None really

Word Count: 2k+

Suggested Song: The Less I Know the Better - Tame Impala

It hurt.

All Grayson was feeling was pain and guilt.

Pain because he loved her and had to see her walking around and be happy with another man that wasn’t him. And guilt. Well, he felt guilty because it’s his fault she’s no longer his. If only he could’ve kept his dick in his pants, he would be the one with her now, even if it wasn’t completely his fault.

Too deep in his thoughts he didn’t realize that she was walking over to him and that he was staring like a lost puppy.

“Hi Grayson,” her dreamy and angelic voice spoke, making Grayson regret coming to the mall.

“Hey Y/N,” he replied. His deep voice making her remember all the good times they spent together. All the time he made her feel good, and not just about herself. All the time he would vent to her and she would sit and listen.

“How are you doing? How’s Ethan doing?” She asked him, trying not to be as awkward as she could. She doesn’t know why she walked over to him, she doesn’t know why she needed to talk to him but here she was; Talking to her ex trying to pretend as if nothing happened.

“I’m good, and he’s alight, how bout’ you tho? You seem happy,” he asked and regretted it instantly as he watched her face drop the smile that was being displayed.

“Happy? No. Calm? You could say that,” she said with a chuckle at the end. He wanted to ask her what she meant. Ask her if she needed someone to talk to, but he didn’t want to push it.

“I don’t know what you mean but sure,” he replied causing her to let out a little giggle.

“You know what I mean Grayson,” she said, shaking her head. “I just don’t know how to tell him.” She said, the sad tone in her voice causing Grayson to frown.

“Oh god, I can’t talk to you about this, that's weird,” she slightly shouted, realizing what she was talking about and to whom she was talking to.

“It’s fine Y/N, you know I’ll always be there for you,” he replied in which she responded with a smile.

“Me too Gray, actually I got a new phone and number and my ICloud got locked out so you know I don’t have any contacts so slide me your number if you want.” She said with a smile making his heart perform a gymnastics freestyle performance.

“Yeah here,” he said, handing her his phone. She was about to grab it when a loud and angry voice spoke from beside them.

“Y/N what the fuck are you doing?” Her un-official boyfriend's loud voice spoke, making her face display pure fear.

“Nothing Geo, I’m just talking to an old friend,” she nervously spoke, knowing that if he knew she was talking to her ex-boyfriend it would not end pretty.

“I told you to stay over there, not to go hoeing around,” he shouted at her, not realizing that Graysons fists were clenched in anger. He was not only upset that he was talking to her in such ways, but upset because the fear in her eyes was pretty evident.

“Don’t speak to her like that,” Grayson said in a deep voice, grabbing her and placing her being her.

“And who are you?” Geo asked in a sarcastic tone.

“A guy who knows how to speak to a girl, which clearly is not a thing in your life,” he responded with a careless shrugged. He wasn't intimated one bit, he already knew the type of guy he was, an all talk, no action douche.

“Yeah right, Y/N let’s go,” he replied rolling his eyes.

“No. I’m not going anywhere with your ass, were not even officially dating,” she replied, walking in front of Grayson to show she wasn’t scared of him.

“Y/N, lets go. Don't make me move you the hard way,” he said and grabbed his arm, digging his finger into it, before a hard punch from Grayson made contact with his fist making him let go of her arm and stumble back.

“Again, don’t talk to her that way,” he said grabbing her arm and pulling her out of the store ignoring the looks the people were giving them.

“Are you ok?” She asked looking up at him with glossy eyes, the same look she gave him when he told her what he had done.

“Are you ok? He said putting emphasis on you. He knew she was the type to worry about others before herself, one of the things he loved about her the most.

“I’m ok, it’s probably just gonna bruise up,” she shrugged and wiped the few tears that streamed down her face with a deep breath. “Do you want to go eat something and talk? I know we have a lot to talk about,” she asked him and he nodded his head.

They ended up choosing a small little restaurant that was across the mall.

“I need to ask you something.” She said as the waiter left after leaving their drinks at the table.

“What is it?” He said putting his phone in his pocket since he wanted to give her his full and undivided attention.

“About what happened with that situation, I know that there’s something I’m not aware of. It doesn’t add up to me, because I know you’re not that type of guy,” she quietly said, Grayson knew she was going ask that at some point but it still made him feel worse.

“You might not believe me but someone slipped something in my water, you know I don’t drink, and I purposely wouldn’t get drunk, all I remember is taking multiple sips from my cup and waking up on the floor.” He replied while playing with his fingers, a thing that he did when he was nervous, the only one that knew he did that was her.

“I know you don’t drink which was why I was confused. I was too caught up in my emotions to even let you explain and now I feel horrible.” She pouted making him shake his head.

“Don’t feel horrible. I betrayed your trust even if it wasn’t purposely. And I would probably have reacted the same way,” he reassured her and grabbed her hand in attempts to make her feel better.

“I still feel bad. You were literally sexually assaulted and I was too petty to even realize it,” she said and intertwined her fingers with his, both of their hearts jumping up and down with excitement and the feeling of each other.

“Hey don’t worry about it, I’m ok. And again how were you supposed to know, you were feeling hurt and angry,” he said, she was so glad he was so understanding.

“Ok now that we’ve cleared the air, I heard E has a little boo thang,” she said causing him to chuckle.

“Yeah she’s pretty nice, you know her too,” he said causing her eyes to widen.

[Okay listen, I’m not gonna name any names because I don’t want to speculate things even tho it’s pretty obvious as to who took Mr.Grants heart from y’all and I’ve been shipping it ever since that video cuz fuck Ethma literally eww 🤮 but yeah]

“Ooooo, we’ll talk about that later,” she replied, taking a sip of her drink. “I dropped out of college,” she added as Grayson and her confused look.

“Why?” He asked.

“I don’t know, it just wasn’t for me. At least not that major. Well I didn’t drop out completely I’m just taking a long break. And between you and me, with this Instagram and TikTok money, I don’t even need to finish,” she replied causing him to laugh.

“That’s true tho, you don’t even need to get a ‘regular’ job” he replied putting air quotes on the regular.

POV CHANGE

“Yeah, I might drop out completely. I don’t even want to be a surgeon anymore” you shrugged.

“Honestly do what makes you happy, because I remember you got really stressed out while studying and that’s not good for you,” he replied.

“And you get stressed out while coming up with video ideas, but yeah” you said, causing him to shake his head.

“Gray, I’m so sorry but I need to go. I have a doctors appointment in an hour and I would cancel it if I could but that would make it my third time rescheduling it.” You said with a pout once you checked the time on your phone.

You didn’t want to stop talking to him at all. You missed him, his voice, his face, you missed everything about him. You hadn't seen him in 3 months and the last time you saw him wasn’t rainbows and sunshine. But if you cancelled your appointment you would have to get a new doctor and you weren’t in the mood for that, plus you’ve been feeling a bit sick for the last few weeks.

“Hey it’s ok, we can talk again later,” he shrugged with a smile making you feel less guilty.

“Ok, just text me later and we can link yeah?” You replied, getting up and leaving a five dollar bill on the table.

“I will,” he said, getting up too.

“Good, don’t leave me waiting,” you said and placed a quick kiss on his cheek and left the restaurant with a smile on your face and made your way to your car.

You went home first taking a quick shower because you didn’t want to go to the doctor’s office feeling dirty, got dressed and left, stopping at Starbucks to get a drink and drove all the way to the office.

You were feeling anxious but you didn’t know why. You weren’t the type to get nervous when going to doctors or dentists so you were confused as to why.

When they called your name you got up from your seat in the waiting room and made your way to the door where the lady who called your name was at.

“Ok Y/N, I’m going to ask you a few personal questions are you ok with that?” Your doctor asked once you got settled inside the room.

“No, I’m fine,” you nodded your head and she sent you a smile.

“Good. So you said you were feeling a bit weird these past few weeks?” She asked and you nodded your head.

“Yeah, I haven’t had my period in the last few months, but it’s always been irregular, but I’ve been feeling weird and lightheaded in the mornings.” You explained as she nodded her head and wrote things down on a piece of paper.

“Any Nausea?” She asked and you shook your head.

“When was the last time you were sexually active to had unprotected sex?” She asked.

“About three months ago,” you replied. You didn’t lie, Grayson was your last. You met Geo about a month ago and never did anything with him, and didn’t plan too either.

You don’t even know why you decided to give him a try. He was controlling, sexist, and a douche. The complete opposite of Grayson. Grayson was more caring and compassionate. Always wondering whether you were ok and if you needed something.

He was your first everything. First boyfriend, as in first male friend, your first kiss, your first boyfriend, the person that took your virginity and the only person you fell in love with. He was your first for over 14 years so when he told you that he fucked another girl, you couldn’t help but be driven by your emotions and not let him explain, which you regretted. You were crushed, for two months you only left your apartment to get food or to go on drives so when you met Geo at a grocery store and he seemed charming you decided that maybe you had to move on, but look at how that turned out.

“I’m going to have you pee in this container, just to make sure, ok?” She said, causing your anxiety levels to rise.

You nodded you and head and grabbed the cup, walking over to the bathroom while she waited outside for you. After you were done, you washed your hands and exited the bathroom, handing her the cup with shaky hands.

“It’s ok, relax,” she said, noticing your nervous star and walking outside the room leaving you alone with your thoughts.

The seven minutes she took to come back seemed like seven hours, and when she came in with a smile on her face you didn’t know what to think. Your mind was completely empty.

“Congratulations Y/N, you’re pregnant!”

This sucks ass I’m sorry

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saturatedolan · 5 years

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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.

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