The lights glow a dark orange, setting an ambient mood.
I climb onto my side of the bed, after putting a cup of decaf next to Grayson's night stand, and a cup of black tea on Mine.
I grab my phone, texting my sister to catch up. She lived far away, and I could only talk to her in the evening or she's asleep.
I look over at my husband Grayson, lying topless reading his book. Gosh he was a looker.
I put my phone down, and turn on my side, facing Gray. He looks over to me, and smiles.
„I've seen your face everyday for the last two years, and i still am baffled by your beauty every time I look at you" he smiles, putting his book down, and kissing me.
„You're not too Bad yourself Mr Dolan" I laugh, and he sinks down so his head is on the pillow facing mine.
The duvet is now up to our chests, and Grayson stretches out an arm and sweeps a miscellaneous strand of hair off my face, and retreating his hand back to my chin, pulling into kiss me. (This is were i decide if this story will be smut or not. Oh the decisions!)
I kiss him, wrapping my arm around his neck, and giggle into the kiss.
His hand runs up and down my back, and we pull away.
I look at him and his beautiful deep green eyes, which flit from my eyes to my chest.
"Distracted Gray?" I laugh
He blushes, "you're just gorgeous"
He kisses me again, his hand now on my chest, mine grazing his prominent abs.
It turns to a heated passionate makeout, and he marks my collar bones and chest and litters them with purple.
I pull away, looking at him.
"Happy anniversary baby," I whisper
"Happy anniversary to love. Now let me treat you"
He says, smirking.
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Wasn't sure to turn smutty?
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Dolan Imagines ♛
Fanfictionjust some imagines of my fave smol beans, to stimulate our myopic teenage minds a few preferences in there for the fun of it
