Ethan Dolan Imagines

dinner [smut] ❁

and this is the last of smut week! even though i only wrote four, my smut feels so repetitive to me. so, sorry not sorry. but it's not the last of smut (;

AND THIS IS THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL FOR ME. IM SO HAPPY!

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you angrily placed hot sauce in your taco as you took a bite of it. your husband ethan was out working late, again. he was an actor and he always had to do his scenes at night because he played a creepy character. it angered you that he never came home, the both of you barely got to see each other. he told you multiple times that he was sorry, there was nothing he could do.

the door opened to reveal ethan with a dazzling smile on his face as he entered the kitchen. "you made tacos?" he cheered. but he frowned when he saw there was nothing left. "just for you then, huh?"

you shrugged and took a bite out of your taco. "maybe you should've been here, we could've made them together," you spoke.

he rolled his eyes. "seriously, y/n? you know i have to work late! why are you being like this?" he rubbed his temple in frustration and let out a low growl. you looked at him over in confusion before finishing the rest of your taco.

"you can make your own if you want. the meat is in the fridge," you placed your plate in the sink.

ethan huffed. "you can't make it for me? im tired, baby, please," he whined. you shook your head in denial. "fine, i'll just have you for dinner."

your eyes bugged out of your head and before you could open your mouth ethan picked you up and placed you on the wall. he pushed you up even more until your legs were on his shoulders. "put me down!" you hit his back.

"you don't have anything underneath?" he looked up at you and smirked. "you make this too easy, princess." since it was late, you only wore ethan's shirt and nothing more. he pushed his jacket further up your body as his mouth got closer and closer to your heat.

his tongue shot into you making circles up and down your folds as you pulled his hair and moaned. "ethan! f.uck!" your legs shook at his touch. he sucked on you as your sex was all over his mouth. he then started to move his head from side to side in a quick matter, which only made you scream even more.

"you taste so sweet, baby girl," he moans on your heat. you buck your hips and push his head deeper. he chuckles as he feels your legs trembling, which meant you were close. "come for me, baby." you almost instantly released at the huskiness of his voice as he spoke. he cleaned you out before he gently set you down on your feet where you fell into his arms.

"im full now," he winks. "thanks for dinner, princess."