dolan tw!n smut + imagines

buzzkill

YOU laid comfortably on your bed, a lamp on beside you and a good book in your lap. you sipped on your hot tea in hopes that it would soothe the pain in your abdomen.

just then, your lovely boyfriend, grayson, walks into the room.

"hi gray," you greet him with a smile.

he wastes no time climbing onto the soft bed with you, arms wrapping around your body and head buried in the crook of your neck.

"babyyyy" he groans though it's muffled into your shoulder.

"what is it, love?" you say as your fingers brush through his soft hair.

"i love you," he says and looks into your eyes. his eyes dilate a little, you notice.

"i love you too, gray, but if you're-" and he cut you off by kissing you, hard and rough.

you get sucked into the kiss at first but then you snap out of it and pull away.

"grayson we can't, i'm-"

"you're fucking sexy, that's what you are." he says breathlessly as his hands go under your shirt, slowly trailing up your body.

he goes up to your boobs and gives them a tight squeeze, causing you to sigh at the pressure.

"grayson.." you weakly say as an attempt to stop him.

"what do you want baby?" he whispers in your ear right before biting onto your earlobe, lightly tugging.

he slowly lifts himself over you, his clothed crotch atop of yours. his hands caress your face as he goes back to kissing you. he's horny and you know it, you can feel it. really.

his member pokes at your heat as he grinds on you slow, you gasp. he slips his tongue in your mouth with perfect timing as you two fight for dominance. to win, you take him by surprise and start to palm him over his pants. he pulls away and breathlessly moans while throwing his head back. his eyes are screwed shut, lips slightly parted.

"you're such a tease," he sighs. you smirk as you feel him grow harder under your touch.

he forces his eyes open so he can look at you. his hand trails from your waist to your chest then to your neck, slightly choking you. you bite your lip all while making direct eye contact. his face scrunches up in pleasure just at the sight of you.

"fuck," he mutters under his breath. slowly he drags his hand down your body. his hand reaches the waistband of your sweatpants and you grip his wrist firmly, stopping him from going anywhere else. he gives you a confused look. you grip his chin slightly, pulling his face closer to your lips as you whisper in his ear:

"nope."

"no?" he questions with a raised eyebrow.

"no, grayson," you chuckle, "i'm on my period."

he sighs and rolls over to his side of the bed. "now ain't that sexy?" you joke sarcastically and he turns so he has his back facing you.

"you teased me then come at me with that shit? what a buzzkill."

you giggle. "hey i just said i was on my period, i never said i couldn't use my mouth. is that what you want, hm?" he flipped over to face you as soon as the words came out of your mouth.

"oh, would you please?" he begged with puppy eyes. you smile and roll over on top of him giving him one last look before fully submerging under the duvet.

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short one for da culture
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