𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 • 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯

eleven

The following morning, Grayson wakes up to Ethan snoring besides him. He instantly blushes thinking of last night and how intense it was. His first time and there he was begging to be fucked harder like some cock hungry slut. He expected his first time to be more slow paced and calm. However, he didn't mind Ethan's fury in fact he wanted it. He liked the roughness, liked it so much that he lost himself in it, lost himself in him.

He turns his head and smiles at his sleeping lover, before quietly removing himself from the tangled sheets and heading off to the bathroom. He starts the shower and glances at himself in the mirror. His hair is a mess, he has a few bruises and love marks littered across his neck.

With a happy sigh he looks down at his wrists, his marks are slowly fading. He hasn't resorted to self harm since he's met Ethan. He's so much happier with him around. He smiles to himself before stepping into the shower.

He stands under the warm water as the air fogs up from the steam. His eyes are closed in pure comfort, he stands still getting lost in his thoughts. Suddenly he feels strong hands wrap around his waist.

"Ethan?" Grayson shouts his name, wondering how he didn't hear him come in.

"Expecting someone else?" Ethan mumbles kissing his neck.

Grayson rolls his eyes before turning around to greet him with a kiss under the warm water.

"Ever heard of privacy?" Grayson laughs.

"From the things I've seen last night, I don't think you'll be needing it." Ethan chuckles at his modesty.

"Speaking of last night... round two?" Ethan growls, his hands trail down to Grayson's lower back.

"No, I'm still a little sore sir." Grayson laughs slapping his hands away.

"Sir? I like when you call me that." Ethan says with a mischievous wink.

Grayson rolls his eyes and turns around to continue showering.

Ethan looks over his body, water drips down his warm back leading to his perfect lower region. His eyes stare at the place he got to grab and fuck and mark as his. He loved wrecking him, loved hearing his soft whimpers and moans, loved making him cry out his name. He can't seem to tear his eyes away, he's too content being a true pervert. He instantly gets hard thinking about it. His mind is filled up quickly with want.

Grayson feels bulging hard skin slap against his ass. He turns around to see Ethan staring down at his butt, he stares with no shame while stroking his dick. He fucks into his own hand thrusting up huffing slightly while squinting and biting down on his lip. Once he notices Grayson watching him, he stops looking down shyly at his uncontrollable body part.

"Really?" Grayson groans.

"Sorry, I cant control myself." Ethan admits.

Grayson's eyes shift to Ethan's face which now holds a smug smirk.

"Fine." Grayson sighs, getting on his knees. He looks up at Ethan and slides all his inches into his mouth. His eyes shut instantly while he gags at the size. Ethan let's out a loud groan as he grabs his hair.

"Fuck baby." Ethan says under his breath. He slowly thrusts into Grayson's mouth.

Baby? He's never called me that before.

Now feeling determined Grayson's tongue swirls around the tip making Ethan jolt, before he throats the whole thing. Ethan looks down feeling himself on edge as he strokes. Grayson looks up at him with the same teary eyes as last night, Ethan loses it. He groans throwing his head back at the sight. He shoots a thick load deep inside his throat.