It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, you and Grayson were in his room playing video games. Lately you've been in the mood for some of Grayson's famous chocolate chip cookies. Despite Grayson being 'unable to cook to save his life' like Ethan always said, Grayson made the best chocolate chip cookies you've ever eaten.
"Hey Gray, could you make me some of your special chocolate chip cookies? I've been craving them for a while." You tell Grayson as you made a kill in the game.
"I'm not in the mood to make cookies." Grayson replied, his fingers pressing the bottoms of the controller at a fast pace.
"Please babe! Your cookies are to die for!" You say throwing yourself onto Grayson's lap dramatically. He shakes his head causing you to pout.
"Fine." You pout and go to kill his character then dramatically leave the room.
"Babe!" You hear Grayson's voice before you feel arms around your hips. You push his arms away, ignoring him as he calls your name.
"No, you didn't want to make me cookies so I don't want to let you hug me." You stubbornly cross your arms.
Grayson rolls his eyes. "Babe, your being silly." He goes to kiss you but at the last second, you turn so that he kissed your cheek instead.
"Just let me love you dammit." Grayson huffs as he tries to hug you but you push him away.
"I don't want your love!" You exclaim moving to the other side of the coach you were sitting on.
"Fine." Grayson sighs and throws himself on your lap, trying to cuddle up to your body and kissing your cheek. You immediately push him off causing him to tumble onto the floor.
Grayson stays on the floor with a pout as he looks at the ceiling. "All I wanted to do was love my girlfriend. Is that too much to ask?!" He mumbled.
"All I wanted was my boyfriend's famous chocolate chip cookies. Is that too much to ask?!" You mimic him.
"Just kiss me, please!" Grayson whined, looking up at you with his famous puppy dog eyes.
"No. Not the puppy dog eyes." You groaned. He knew that you couldn't resist that face. Every time he gave you the puppy dog face, you always caved in.
"Only if you please make me cookies. Then I'll kiss you, you baby." You mumble before leaning down kissing him sweetly.
"Yay!" Grayson said with a big smile before jumping up. He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, running into the kitchen.
He sat you on the counter before turning around getting all the ingredients. You decided to be helpful and started to get the cookie sheet and the oven ready.
Grayson decided to spice things up a bit and turned on some music. Him dancing, bumping your hip with his as he pours the ingredients into the bowl.
As he stirs the ingredients together he swings his hips side to side. You get out your phone, recording him. He looks back then faces the camera flipping his hair with the cutest little smile on his face.
Once you both finished the cookies, you both continued to dance and joke around. You sat on the counter, munching on a cookie. Grayson on the opposite counter with several cookies stuffed in his mouth and a cup of milk in his hand.
"These are so good!" You moaned. Before you take another bite, Grayson goes in between your legs and steals the cookie from you. Before you can protest, his lips are on yours.
You quickly respond, wrapping your arms around his neck bringing him closer to your body. His tongue slipping into your mouth as the kiss intensifies. "Where's my thank you?" He teases as his lips trail from your lips to your neck.
"Thank you daddy." You moan as he sucks of that certain spot on your neck that always drives you wild.
Grayson suddenly stops, his breath hot in your neck. "Why'd you stop?" You ask, a bit annoyed that he stopped his assault on your neck.
Grayson lifts his head from its place and looks into your eyes. "Say that again." He said, his voice low and deep. His eyes clouded with lust.
"Thank you daddy."
