imessages - g.d

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His hands slip underneath my shirt, the warmth radiating off of him. I was already already warm just from the intimacy. I'm sure my face was red. You could even hear how uneven my breathing was. I couldn't seem to focus on anything but his wandering hands.

"Oh baby," he moans into my neck, his humid breath fanning across the untouched skin. "So soft to touch, it's pleasing." His hands start to move high and higher, and soon enough I could feel his

"G-gray," I stutter, too nervous for my own good.

Grayson reveals his face, moving it away from my neck. He switches his position, straddling me. I close my eyes, taking in a deep breath. His fingers brush against my forehead moving the hair away. I can't help but sigh as I watch him look at me.

"What's the matter, Princessa?" he wonders.

"I'm sorry," I sigh, looking away from him. "I just don't know if I can do this yet."

"Oh my- I'm sorry, I'm rushing, and it's your first time isn't it?" he rushes out.

"No, it's not. I just don't want to jump into sex, ya know?" My voice was starting to get high pitched and my throat was closing. I don't understand why I was feeling so emotional over such a betty thing like this.

You feel pressured, that's why.

"I understand, Eileen. It was just spur of the moment," he mutters. He leans over, pressing a kiss to my forehead, before kissing my lips.

"I'm sorry, I feel like such a pussy."

"Stop it," he scolds me. "Just because you're not ready, doesn't make you a pussy Eileen. It means you know what you want. I don't think I'd want to have sex with my Princessa because she's not 100 percent sure about it. It's a huge think, even if it's simply being in love with your partner."

"That's the sweetest thing I've ever heard," I choke out.

"It's the truth," he says, leaning down again to kiss my lips.

The door slams open, Grayson and I jumping away from each other in a nanosecond. My heart was beating rapidly, afraid that my mom had just witnessed Grayson straddling me. I let out a breath once I realized it was Lenny.

"What the hell, Lenny!" I shout at him. "I thought you were my mom." I fall back onto my bed, letting out a long breath of air. "What do you want?"

"Well, first, sorry for interrupting your baby making, hey Grayson, looking good as always," Lenny says, winking at him.

Grayson grins, waving at him. "Hey, Lenard."

"Anyways, I think my parents are on to me," Lenny rushes out.

"What?" I shout, shaking my head trying to believe it.

"Wait, what do are you talking about?" Grayson asks. "Lenard, are you on drugs?"

"I should be asking that to you, boy toy. You look like you take steroids," Lenny snickers at his joke."But seriously, I think they are starting to figure out that you're not my beard anymore."

"And how exactly are they doing that?"

"I may have left my phone open . . . "

"You're such an idiot, Lenard, I swear. YOU KNOW BETTER THAN TO LEAVE YOUR PHONE UNLOCKED! I mean, that's the whole reason why your lock screen is a picture of some famous female model, and your home screen is a picture of two guys getting ready to fuck."

"The fact that you know this," Grayson chuckles.

"Best friends, gotta plan things together," Lenny says quickly. "Eileen, help me!"

"What am I suppose to do?" I ask him. "Go over to your house for dinner and kiss you?"

"No," he sighs, walking over to my desk chair, and plopping down into it. "Can you be there when I come out? I shouldn't be hiding anymore, I'm leaving for college in five more months."

"Yeah, I'm down for it. Anything to support you, Lenny."

"Thank you so much!" He shouts, getting up and jumping on top of me. 

"Okay Lenny!" I laugh. 

"Okay, thank you. I don't know why I didn't text you, which I should have done instead. I walked in on you two about to do it."

"No, you were good. Just having a heart warming conversation," Grayson says.

"Boy, you were straddling her," Lenny snaps, laughing so loud.

"I'll text you, Eileen," Lenny says, getting off of me, and heading towards the door. "Bye Grayson!"

"Bye Lenard!"

I look towards Grayson who, of course, already had his eyes on me. I give him a sheepish grin, before leaning my head on his shoulder. 

"You want cuddles?" Grayson asks, breaking the short silence.

"No."

"Too bad, you're getting cuddles," he says, wrapping his arms around my sides and making us lay down on the bed. I couldn't stop but let the giggles spill out of my mouth as Grayson nuzzled his nose into my hair.

xx

its midnight and im very tired. good night guys. i love you all. also eileen whats good :)))))))