Heartbeat // Grayson Dolan

14. [lust]

Teala's POV

I look up to Grayson's resting face, admiring how even while sleeping, he can look like the cutest human being I've ever seen. His hair was perfectly matted down to his forehead and his mouth was slightly open, soft, light snores leaving every once in a while.

I scooted closer to him, tangling our legs even more and burying my face into his chest before closing my eyes, wanting to go back to sleep.

"Teala," I hear Grayson softly mumble.

"Hmm?"

"We have to get up for school," he says, squeezing closer to me, wanting absolutely no room in between us.

"Doesn't seem like you want to leave to me," I smirk.

"I don't..." he trails before softly pecking the top of my head.

"Then lets skip." I say sitting up and becoming eye level with his face.

He opens his brown eyes, looking curiously into mine.

Whenever Grayson looks at me, it's never intimidating like Mason's cold stare; it's always peaceful, and I find myself wanting to never break eye contact.

"I'm down," he mumbles before closing his eyes again, pulling me into him.

I giggle as I rub his arms. I've always noticed that Grayson has big muscles. Like, really big. But I never witness him work out, or have only heard of him working out like once or twice.

"How do you have such big muscles? You don't even eat healthy!" I question, tracing the veins that could faintly be seen under his skin.

"I work out."

"Liar."

"I'm not lying!"

"Bullshit!"

"Well, how do you have such a nice ass if you never do squats?" he asks as his hands take a grip on my cheeks.

I laugh and try to squirm out of his grip. A smirk appears on his face, eyes still closed.

"I don't know, I just do," I say biting my lip.

I've never felt horny like this. Like, I knew I didn't just wanna up and have some lazy morning sex right now, but I needed something to satisfy my needs.

Despite my morning breath, and just not giving a shit, I press my lips against his softly, and he jumps a little in surprise, before melting into the kiss. I smirk, and push him onto his back before straddling his lap, pushing my lips quicker against his.

My breathing gets heavier as I feel my chest thumping, my heart ready to explode from all of the lust flying in the air. I swipe his bottom lip asking for entrance, and he quickly obliges. I slip my tongue in his mouth, giving him something to play with as I play with his. (DON'T EVEN ASK)

I slowly grind against him and he lets out a soft moan, holding my hips still. 

"Don't turn this into more than what you're asking for, Teala." he says darkly, clearly not happy about my teasing. Grayson's eyes were black, full of want, need and lust.

"What if this is what I'm asking for?" I question, biting my lip.

"No, I'm not having sex with you for the first time like this," he says looking down, a blush settling on his cheeks.

My heart beats faster at the sight. He's too precious.

"What makes you think I wanted to have sex with you?" I say playfully, crossing my arms.

He rolls his eyes. "Shut up."

I laugh before laying down on top of him.

Silence fills the air, but it isn't an awkward silence. Its comfortable. Peaceful. We just laid, appreciating each other's presence.

I listen to the steady beat of Gray's heart before the silence is broken.

"Teala?"

"Yes?"

"Can you just, like, be mine already?"

My heart drops as joy shoots from my finger tips.

I look up to him.

"If you will just be mine already."

"Okay," he says looking down at me.

I shrug and place my head back down.

"Wait! OH WAIT!" he screams, jumping up off my bed.

My face becomes clouded with fear."What?!"

"I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND! I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND!" he chants as he jumps around the room.

I laugh as he picks me up and spins me around the room.

He gives me a big peck on the lips before softly setting me down, softly laying back onto the bed, completely out of breath.

I don't think I've ever seen someone act so childish before.

"I just can't believe that I'm actually your boyfriend." he says, cheesing harder than a Cheshier cat.

"Believe it, pal."

-

"Fuck you!" I say as I throw the controller on the couch. "I don't even wanna play anymore." I pout, slumping into the couch.

Grayson cHuCkLeS and leans down to see my pouting face. "It's not my fault you suck at Mario Kart."

"Come at me when you can play Fortnite, bitch." I spit, standing to fix me some leftover pasta. 

He laughs again before following me to the kitchen.

As I get the food out of the refrigerator, Grayson speaks up. 

"You know I'll never, hurt you, right?"

My eyebrows furrow at the sudden question. "Yeah...?"

"Just making sure," he says before walking away.

I'm happy Grayson said this, although I already know he would never hurt me.

But, even though I knew that, I still got afraid of him that night he was tickling me in my bed.

And I can't help but to think, please don't hurt me, Grayson Dolan. I trust you.

Please, don't hurt me.

-

I wish my daddy Jack Dail loved me. Sigh.

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