Dolan Twin imagines

The bedroom//Ethan

WARNING SMUT
You lead the way into your house with your boyfriend, Ethan, following close behind. The two of you had just gotten back from a stroll around the neighbourhood. You were eager to show him the small little town you grew up in as this was his first time visiting you. You had been together for a little over five months and throughout the course of your relationship you had always been the one flying over to L.A. to see him, determined to make your long-distance relationship work. It also just so happened to be an added bonus that your parents were out of town, not expected to be home until late that night.
"...and this is my house." You said flatly, dropping your bag down on the floor. Ethan shut and locked the door behind you and took a look around, smiling to himself.
"It's beautiful. Your whole town is beautiful. I'd love to live here as opposed to L.A." Ethan sighed. He really didn't belong there.
"It's okay." You shrugged. "Do you want a tour?"
"I'd love one." Ethan nodded, leaning in to plant a kiss to your cheek. "Lead the way."
You showed him around the downstairs first, the kitchen, living room, dining room, a peak into the backyard. You even showed him the basement lounge room and the laundry room before finally heading back upstairs and up to the second floor.
"Where's your room?" Ethan wiggled his eyebrows.
"Patience." You laughed.
"This is my parents room." You lead the way into the quaint, perfectly clean room of your parents. A large king size bed sat neatly in the middle, the covers lying perfectly flat against the mattress with oversized throw pillows resting neatly against the headboard. Your mom was a bit of a clean freak.
"Damn." Ethan gasped when he sat down on the bed. "Their bed is so comfy." He leaned back and let out a long sigh. You tried not to notice the way his shirt rode up, revealing his happy trail, a thin line of hair leading down to your favourite place.
"My parents are super anal about their room." You laughed. "They'd kill me if they knew I was letting you in here."
Ethan laughed before patting the spot next to him.
"They'll never know."
"Don't you want to see my room?" You asked, sitting down next to him anyway. Ethan scooted back until he was resting against the pillows, pulling you along with him.
"I like it right here."
You shook your head. What a little freak.
A few minutes went by of awkward small talk before Ethan flipped over onto his side, facing you. Without warning, he cupped your face in his hands and pressed his lips hard against yours. It took you off guard but you couldn't help but kiss him back.
"Ethan." You gasped into his mouth when his tongue pushed into yours. You couldn't help but smile between kisses. "We shouldn't be doing this here."
"I don't see you stopping me." Ethan chuckled, his lips trailing down to your chin, your jaw, then finally your neck. "Besides...you know I can't resist when you wear these tight little leggings."
Ethan sucked at your neck, surely leaving hickies, yet another thing you'd have to explain to your parents later on.
"God." You couldn't help your moan. "I love when you do that."
You could feel Ethan smiling against your neck before he flipped you onto your beck, resting himself neatly between your legs. You could feel his hard on pressing up against your pelvis and it made your head spin. You wrapped your arms tight around Ethan's shoulders, burying your face in his hair while he continued sucking at your neck. He moved his mouth back to yours, slipping his tongue against yours once again as his hand worked it's way down your torso until it was slipping past the waistband of your leggings.
"E." You moaned out, tangling your fingers in his hair.
You felt Ethan's fingers slide along the front of your panties, a low groan erupting from the back of his throat.
"Fuck." You moaned. Ethan smirked more to himself than to you before he was tugging your panties to the side and slipping two fingers past your folds and into your pussy.
"Ah!" You cried out, gripping his shoulders.
"God damn." Ethan groaned. "So fucking wet for me."
You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. It was crazy how little it took him to get you so worked up.
Ethan began to curl his fingers against you, slowly working them in and out, feeling your body twitch and convulse with every thrust. He moved his mouth back to you, silencing your moans as he picked up the pace. He was finger fucking you now, your body shifting up and down against the bed every time he'd shove his fingers into you. He knew your body like the back of your hand and it amazed you that somehow he managed to hit all the right spots every damn time.
Your mind began to go blank, your pussy tightening around Ethan's fingers as your orgasm took over. You cried out Ethan's name, absolutely mind blown that it was possible for a human to experience a pleasure like this before you were shuddering and shaking beneath him. Ethan slowly withdrew his fingers before slipping them into his mouth. His eyelids fluttered close as he savoured the taste of you — his favourite taste in the world.
"Fuck." He groaned. "You taste so fucking good."
You blushed again, burying your face in the pillow. You kissed him a few times before the front door opening and closing startled you. Ethan stared down at you wide eyed.
"Shit!" You cried out. "My parents are home."