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SORRY I HAVEN'T POSTED! School is just really stressful atm but I will try my hardest to post more often. Credit to @grayserotica. Edited by me
Smut warning ⚠️
ENJOY 😊! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ethan was laying on his bed, laptop propped open on his stomach. He was focused intently on editing a video that would be posted the next day, Tuesday of course.
He was so absorbed into the illuminated computer screen that he was unaware of Y/n quietly walking into his dimly lit room.
She has a sly smirk on her face, perfectly prepared for his reaction when he saw her standing at the foot of his bed in his merch: a dark maroon crew neck with the signature logo of the peace sign and love sign stamped in white on the upper left corner.
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However, the thing that made her outfit unusual was the fact that she had decided to go without bottoms and only a white lace pair of underwear was covering her lower region. She knew fairly well that Ethan loves when she wore his clothes and so his merch would suffice for the night.
She stood there silently for a few moments, but he never looked up even though he had a weird feeling that someone was watching him. She walked to the side of his bed and leaned on the mattress with one knee, causing it to dip alerting Ethan's attention.
His eyes widened, his pupils reflecting the computer screen, and his hand flew over his heart, "Jesus Christ, Y/n" he breathed, realizing it was only her, "you just about gave me a heart attack."
She crawled the rest of the way onto the bed, cozying herself at his side and his arm intuitively wrapped around her.
"Sorry, E. What are you up to? You've been in your room all day." She wonders, drawing figure 8's on his stomach.
He sighs out of stress, "Editing."
"Oh." She says before lifting her head to pepper height kisses along his jaw. He tilts his head tiredly to lock eyes with her, his hand caressing down her side.
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He puts his lip between his teeth when his hand smooths over the exposed skin of her ass as Y/n had a coy smirk plastered on her face.
He raises an eyebrow at her. However, his body was already showing reactions to he subtle, yet provocative approach. His region stirs and he grabs a handful of her ass, giving it a squeeze which reddens the flesh slightly.
Y/n moves on the bed and removes the laptop from Ethan's lap, crawling over him in its place. His hands remain on her hips and she tucks her hair behind her ear. She leans her head down to attach her lips to his, which were craving her.
