Dolan Twins Imagines/Drabbles

SMUT Ethan x Best I've Ever Had

As I knocked on the twins door awaiting our dinner plans, I realized it was so hard to hang out with both of them now. 

Really hard. 

I really wish it wasn't, but ever since Ethan and I started sneaking around and sleeping together it became awkward and tense for me. 

Grayson had been bothering me about the 'mysterious guy I'm seeing" for the past few weeks, and kept wondering why he hadn't come around yet or why they couldn't meet him. I felt bad keeping a secret relationship from Grayson, but it really was for the best. 

Ethan and I agreed we didn't want the friendship between the three of us to change, and the last thing we wanted was for Grayson to feel uncomfortable. 

Ethan opened the door and let me in, cautiousness between the two of us in Gray's presence. My smile dropped when I saw Grayson's appearance. 

"Why are you still in pajamas? It's 6 o'clock. And we're supposed to be going for dinner!" I exclaimed at him, gesturing my hands towards his plaid pajama pants. 

"Hey, I was editing," he frowns, pretending to be offended as he holds a hand to his chest. 

"I'll be ready for dinner, and you have plenty of time to spill the beans on this new guy you're seeing," Grayson said as he lounged back on the couch, crossing his ankles and propping his forearms under his head as he stared me down. 

"There's nothing to spill," I told him honestly, shrugging as Ethan walked up behind me, shoving his hands in his pockets and trying to look as unsuspicious as possible. 

"C'mon. At least tell us what he's like. Ethan's been dying to know," Grayson teased. 

"Leave her alone, bro. She obviously doesn't want to talk about it," Ethan finally snaps back at Grayson, leaving me racking my brain to try and figure out a way out of this conversation. 

"Sorry, I just want to hear about this guy she says is the best sex she's ever had," Grayson apologized. 

Shit. 

Thanks a lot, Gray. 

I cringed, not even being able to turn and look at Ethan as I grit my teeth at Grayson. I saw Ethan cock his head to the side out of the corner of my eye, suddenly interested in the conversation topic.

 "The best sex you've ever had?" Ethan repeats like he heard Grayson wrong, eyebrows raised as he poked me for more information. I rubbed my finger between my eyebrows, squeezing my eyes shut. 

"Yes, I mean...maybe. I don't know. Can we talk about something else? Gray, go get ready for dinner, please," I whined, looking from the ground to Grayson, still not being able to look at Ethan. 

"Fine. Should I shower?" Grayson said, getting himself off the couch. 

"Yeah, you probably—" I started to answer him. 

"Is this new guy actually the best sex you've ever had?" Ethan smiled over at me. 

"Ethan! Quit it!" I laughed at him, reaching out to shove him as he did the same to me. 

"E, be careful. Her new boyfriend is going to come after you," Grayson warned, pushing between the two of us before going into his bathroom and closing the door. I whipped my head back to Ethan the second Grayson's shower started. 

"Ethan," I whisper shouted at him, pushing my hands against his chest in annoyance. All he could do was laugh, grabbing at my wrists to keep my actions at bay. 

"Why'd you have to egg it on?" I complained, getting pulled closer to him by his hands on my wrists. 

He kept smiling down at me, and as soon as he dropped one of my wrists I took the opportunity to hit his chest again. 

"Ow," he laughed, grabbing my hand again. 

"He's going to find out, Ethan," I scolded him, his arm winding around my waist and pulling me flush against him. 

"And what's so wrong about that? He deserves to know I'm the best sex you've ever had," He smirks, lips on mine now. 

I let him kiss me, his tongue tracing my bottom lip and actions hungry. 

"We agreed...we can't," I spat out during kisses, both his strong arms pushing me back against a wall now. 

"Sneaking around is fun to you, huh?" Ethan hummed out deep and slow onto my lips as he pushed my back straight to the wall, a gasp leaving my lips. 

Ethan trailed his mouth down my jaw, my neck, and to the neckline of my shirt, leaving a wet trail with him. 

"Fucking me behind everyones back gets you hot," he breathed out onto my skin, one hand trailing down to cup between my legs over my pants. 

I couldn't help but let out a little whimper in response to his actions. 

He was right. 

It was hot banging him behind everyones backs. Now, with my back to the wall and Grayson's room on the other side, I wanted Ethan more than ever. 

"Fuck, E. We can't," my sensible side moaned out to him, eyes closed and head resting on the wall behind me. 

Ethan just ignored my warning, popping the button on my jeans and sliding his hand into the front of my panties. I grabbed onto his wrist in defence, ready to pull it out if I heard any trace of Grayson entering the room again. 

I felt my fingers tremble around Ethan's wrist as he pushed his warm fingers against my soft flesh, kneading in all the right places. 

"We can," he finally said, lips back on my jaw as they slid back towards my mouth. 

"And we will," his lips were on the corner of mine now, my breathless whimpers travelling into his mouth as his fingers between my thighs took over any convincing that had to be done. 

"Because this is so hot to you, right?" His finger entered me without warning, making me squeeze his wrist tighter. 

"You love it when I say I'm driving you home...but take you out in my car just to fuck you in it," at this point, I wasn't sure if his words or his hands on me were doing more damage. 

"Or when you saw you're going to help me edit, but you lock my door behind you just so you can get on your pretty little knees under the desk for me," Ethan's thumb meets me clit and I'm gone. 

More gone than I was seconds ago from his punishing words. That's when I hear Gray's shower turn off, and I desperately tug at Ethan's wrist to remove it from my pants. He doesn't budge though, simply dips his head down to watch his hand pleasure me. 

"Are you close?" He asks me, voice husky and hot, making me want to say 'yes' and have him continue till I finish. 

"No, E, we have to stop," I try to say steadily, but merely a moan comes out with it. 

Ethan looks back up at me, smirking at my loss of self control, rubbing tighter circles on me as our precious time slips away.

 I start to lose control of myself quickly, and Ethan has enough sense to slap a hand over my mouth as Grayon's bathroom door opens, making my eyes widen both in pleasure and horror. 

"Shh," Ethan hushes me carefully, his fingers not stopping their movements as we both listen carefully, hearing Grayson's footsteps travel into his room instead of out into the living room. Ethan's hand slowly slides from my mouth, quickly replacing it with his lips as I sigh in relief, my orgasm now racking my body. 

"I'll be ready in like 2!" Grayson calls out from his room, which I hardly hear over my strangled breaths against Ethan's lips. 

"Take your time, bro," Ethan shouts back at him, lips still centimetres from mine. 

As soon as I'm recovered from my high and Grayson's footsteps are heard exiting his room, I quickly pull Ethan's hand from my pants. 

"I hate you," I whisper as he smirks, both of us adjusting ourselves quickly before Grayson enters the room. 

"Ready?" He asks with a smile, looking between Ethan and I. 

I nod eagerly, Ethan's eyes on me, waiting until I follow behind Gray to leave a stinging slap right on my ass. 

"Best sex you've ever had?"