cold | e.d

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We made it to Grayson's house, opening the door quietly. We went upstairs and I could hear the shower running, alongside music that I heard Ethan play in the car before.

"He'll be okay, as long as you don't tell him you're here. You'll have to stay in my room with me,"
I was a bit sceptical about his statement but nodded anyway and went into his room, letting him shut the door.

"Do you have a big top I could wear?" I asked him, pulling off my dress comfortably.
"Yeah let me jus-" he froze when his eyes fell on me.

"Never seen a girl in underwear before?" I laughed, snatching the top off of him. I wasn't anxious in front of Grayson, definitely when I would say he was probably too innocent for his own good sometimes. It was cute.

"I just uhh.. wasn't expecting it. Anyway." He undressed himself as I went to his bed, plugging my phone in.
"Can we watch Robots? Pleeaaaseee..." I picked off from his shelf, shaking it from side to side.

"Course we can." He took it off me and put it on, letting me jump onto the bed. I pulled the covers over and got comfy before he climbed in after me. He wrapped his arm over me, holding me close.

"Thank you for looking after me tonight." I whispered as he pressed play of the film. 
"It's the least I could do." I looked up at him and he seemed to be leaning in, which made me just freeze a little.

There was a sudden knock on the door, so I flung myself under the covers, my head by Grayson's hips.
"Why are you watching Robots?" Ethan's voice said, sounding gloomy. 

"Because I can. I heard you were at the party." Grayson's authoritative tone coming out.
"Yeah, I took some swings at Damian."
"At his fucking birthday party?" Ethan huffed though, not bothered.

"He had it coming. He shouldn't have kissed Kay." He never called me Kay. It was weird to hear.
"But it wasn't even about that was it. Don't lie." He growled out, like he knew some sort of story that I didn't.

"It was. Ish. I would have knocked him out if she didn't get in the fucking way. He's a lucky son of a bi-"
"Hey! Have some respect for his mom, she is a very nice woman."
"Who's willing to sleep with Damian's friends." He chuckled.

"That was only one time."

"We're underage!" He shouted laughing, his voice getting closer. "Why are you at the edge of the bed?" 
"Ethan get out.. You're not sleeping in here." I could hear him fighting for it.

"Fine. Don't come in mine to sleep in there again then." He teased. The door clicked close but I didn't move, comfy against his hip.

"You can come out yknow." He pushed the covers over and looked down at me.
"I like being down here." I laughed, using his hip bone as a pillow.

"You're just giving me the wrong ideas, so before I take action on those thoughts, come back up." He warned me. Maybe he wasn't as innocent as I thought.

I sighed and got up, but sat on top of him. He was taken back, but his hands shakily tested the waters, holding my hips to readjust myself on him. I think I fell a bit too far onto his.. y'know. I could feel the heat radiating off his face, he was nervous.

"What are you doing?" He seemed flustered, not very sure what to do.
"Have you ever had sex with anyone Grayson?" I asked him innocently, my voice making him shudder. Time to see how innocent he was

"Well uh.." I widened my eyes. "You haven't? Not even with Veronica?" I was surprised, Ethan definitely was more experienced.

He shook his head. "You been given head?" He nodded. "Given head to a girl?" He paused, then shook his head. "Fingered a girl?" He nodded. "Well if you've had a blowjob you've obviously had a handjob too. Wow. I didn't expect that."

"I'd like to say that I am a late bloomer in that educational department. Ethan teases me and pressures me about it. My time will come."
His deep, sleepy voice vibrated though his body, making it vibrate through me.