"Babe... When will you be home?" I asked into the phone. "I'm kinda stuck on set, in like three hours give or take." Grant answered. "I hate this." I said and hung up on Grant. I paced around the living room for a couple minutes, I was naked and would have been laying on the couch and have Grant walk in and ravish my body. I decided that I'll just go to him. I put on a silk dress, no bra, no panties and left.
I took the not so far walk to the S.T.A.R labs studio, identified myself to the security guard and went to Grant's trailer. I took the dress off and lay on the bed in the trailer. An hour passed, I knew Grant said three hours, but damn, it's so long and being horny made it all the more worse. I started to think hard about Grant and fingered myself, two hours straight. My eyes opening and closing, I cummed multiple times, then I heard Grant's voice outside. I still continued. He walked in and saw me, he was utterly surprised. I bit my lips and batted my eyelashes at him.
"I was gonna come home right now babe." He said. "I couldn't wait for three hours, you probably get it." I said to him. "Yeah, you're here now baby and you're mine." He said and picked up fingering me. "You are the death of me babe." Grant said. "You're the one who's killed me ten times over honey." Grant started kissing my stomach and coming up to my lips. "Its gonna be the best end to a terrible day, thanks for coming here." Grant said before sliding his tongue across my lips and begging for entrance, when I did give him, he slid his tongue inside exploring every inch of my mouth. I gripped his muscles then said "This suit looks good on you but its better off baby, only we both know that." Grant took off his suit "God, I love you." "Geez, stop being mushy and fuck your horny ass girlfriend." I said to him. "Now that's what I'm talking about." Grant added then took his boxers off and entered into me, slowly. "Babe, you already took my virginity and virginities don't grow back... Now harder, faster!!!" I commanded.
Hard and fast Grant fucked me, sucking my neck and beating me black and blue. I was moaning his name like it would save me, arching my back and running my hands through his hair. Grant was moaning and groaning, we were loud, anyone outside could tell what we are doing. There was a knock to the door of the trailer but we were too busy making love. Our moans filling the air. "Aren't you my bad little girl." Grant said in our moment while gripping my neck and thrusting hard and fast, his body was dripping in sweat and every drop was falling onto me. He then lay on his back and put me on top. I rode him fast, firmly planting my hands on his chest and bouncing hard on him. His moans being my motivation and his hands firmly gripping my hips.
The rude person eventually opened the door and Grant immediately covered us up. "Hey, Carlos." He said casually. "T-There... I-Is... A-An... Extra... Scene." Carlos stuttered. Grant looked at my slightly parted lips then at Carlos. "I'll be there in a sec, just let us finish this up." He said to Carlos. Carlos left and Grant threw off the sheet and continued fucking me hard until we both cummed. We were both dripping in sweat. "Babe, I hate these people, they legit said that Iris getting my speed was the last thing we're filming for the day." Grant said. "I might quit." He continued. "Baby, this job is permanent until they stop making The Flash, you can't quit, you're the only person that actually looks like Barry Allen." I said to him. "I love when you pep talk me, but you do know I ain't ever gonna quit being Barry Allen." He reassured me. "Round two when that extra scene is done?" I asked. "Anything you wanna do or want me to do to you."
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Grant Gustin Imagines
FanfictionWhatever just happens to pop up into my imagination of Grant Gustin... All day, all night my mind floods with imagination. This is just me putting them into words...