Dolan Twins Imagines/Drabbles

Ethan('s POV) x Best I've Ever Had 2

I could hardly contain my lust for her after our little secret hookup while Grayson was in the shower. 

Our entire dinner out and the rest of the evening was spent trying to think of anything but getting into her pants later that night. 

When I take her home tonight, I've got to fuck her quick before I leave. 

I couldn't stop thinking about it. 

How could she leave me hanging like that? Saying I'm the best sex she's ever had, and then not even giving it to me? Damn.

I didn't really care if Grayson found out about us. I wanted him to know we were hooking up. 

It would be so much fucking easier if we didn't have to sneak around him. Yeah, he might think it's a bad idea, but I don't really care what he thinks. My lust for her has taken over any rational sense I previously had. 

As the night dwindled down, we all ended up falling asleep in front of a movie at our place. Grayson had already dragged his tired body to bed, saying that he was sorry, but he was too tired to drive her home. 

Perfect. 

"Stay the night," I whispered to her, my arm winding around her waist on the couch. 

"E, I don't think that's a good idea," she yawned, leaning away from me. 

I knew that she was in love with me. She had accidentally let it slip once when we were hooking up. I sort of used this to my advantage, though.

"I'll set an alarm...make sure you're out by 8. It'll be fine," I pressed my lips to her neck and she immediately melted into my arms. 

That was easy. 

This worked out for me so much better than I could have planned. She stays the night in my bed, I get to take my nice, sweet, time with her, and then she can see herself out in the morning. 

And that really was my smart and solid plan, until I was being woken up by Grayson opening my door and barging into my room. 

I quickly looked at her frame beside me in bed, still naked from last night and lying on her stomach, tucked under my arm as my heavy blue duvet hugged around the small of her back. 

When I looked back at Grayson, his face was contorted with confusion, eyes wide and lips parted. 

All I could do was smirk at him. 

God, was I ever happy that he found out this way. 

Now, we don't have to come up with some stupid way of telling him in an awkward conversation. 

I got up carefully from my bed, careful not to wake her as I walked towards Grayson's position at my door. He was already tugging on his hair and looking fidgety. 

Great.

I carried my boxer clad body past Grayson, heading for the kitchen. 

"What is she doing here, Ethan? In your bed?" Grayson whisper yelled as he followed me to the fridge. 

I opened the fridge casually, taking out the orange juice and drinking straight from the carton before leaning back against the counter in leisure. 

"She just slept over, Grayson," I shrugged, a small smirk still playing on my lips from when he first walked in. 

"Naked? She just slept over in your bed, naked?!" Grayson could hardly contain himself right now. 

Not knowing what was going on was driving him insane. 

"I don't know what you want me to say," I almost laughed, going to take another swig of the juice. 

Grayson grabs onto my wrist to stop me, making me look at him. 

"E," he says, his eyes wide and still desperate for an answer. 

"She asked me for sex," I smirked, yanking my wrist away from Grayson's hold and taking my wanted sip of juice. 

Grayson shakes his head. 

"You expect me to believe that?" He asks, hands out at his sides in disbelief. 

"We're sleeping together, Grayson. I don't know what else I can say," I simply say, pushing myself off of the counter, going to put the juice back in the fridge. 

"That's it? You're sleeping together? That's all you have to say?" Grayson complains, following me as I start to walk back towards my room, his voice growing quieter at the prospect of waking the sleeping girl in my bed. 

"Believe it or not, yes," I laugh at how worked up my brother is over this. 

"Oh my god, you're the best sex she's ever had! It's you! What the fuck," Grayson was whisper yelling out of control, his forehead creased, veins popping from his neck.

"Do you love her?!" Grayson exclaims, making me laugh. 

"God, no. As a friend, sure. More than that? Definitely not. We have boundaries," I say, making Grayson sigh a breath of relief. 

Or what I thought was a breath of relief, until he starts shaking his head at me again. 

"This isn't good, E. You're going to hurt her," Grayson warned. 

My eyes scrunched up, my brow furrowing as I looked at my brother. 

"What? See this is why we didn't want to tell you," I toss a hand at him as if to end the conversation and walk back to the threshold of my room. 

"You both decided to keep it from me?!" Grayson whisper yelled again. 

I stepped into my room, turning around and bringing a finger to my lips to shush him, making a gabby finger at her to show that she's still sleeping. Grayson just shook his head at me in disappointment. 

"This conversation isn't over," he promised me, looking around my frame at her. 

"Could you give us like, 10 minutes? I have some business to attend to," I nodded my head back towards her, making Grayson clench his jaw. 

"You're fucking disgusting," he shakes his head, giving her one last glance before turning back and heading towards his room. 

I shut the door immediately, breathing through the release of stress through my body. 

I crawl back under my duvet carefully, circling an arm around her body. Her eyes open almost immediately, blinking up at me. 

"Morning, gorgeous," I smirked down at her, moving my hand to push her hair out of her eyes. 

"Why don't we continue—" she swatted my hand from her face, making the smirk fall from my lips. 

"I heard everything,"