You're not doing much more than merely sit there by the window, unsuspecting, entirely immersed in the book cradled in your lap, your fingers absentmindedly twirling a strand of hair, oblivious to the fact that you are all the while being closely watched by your boyfriend.
Suddenly, you feel Grayson snuggle up to you, his arms subtly wrapping themselves around your waist from behind and his chin coming to a rest on your shoulder. Nevertheless, you remain engrossed in your reading, your eyes eagerly following the lines before you, not even once deviating from the pages to spare him so much as a glance.
„Y/N",Grayson whispers against your neck, gently nibbling at your earlobe, the sensation sending an involuntary shiver down your spine.
A distant „Hmm", however, is all his attempts at being a distraction can educe from you.
„Y/N", he goes on to whine after a few more minutes, gradually losing patience when faced with your lack of reaction.
„What,Grayson ?", you eventually sigh, still not raising your eyes.
„This", he moans into the crook of your neck, having brushed aside your hair and covering your skin with tender, increasingly urgent kisses, his lips slowly moving from your neck downwards until they reach the rim of your shirt. In order to clarify what he was referring to, he now moves in even closer, letting you feel his growing bulge pressed up against your backside.
Accompanied by a surprised chuckle, an understanding „Oh" now escapes you.
„Yeah, oh", Grayson softly hums, his lips never once leaving your skin.
Smiling, you finally put away your book and turn your head to look at him over your shoulder, leaning down to catch his mouth for a quick, sloppy kiss. He grins at your lips.
„How'd that happen, hm?", you ask, now turning around in his lap, your legs encircling his toned waist.
„You were reading."
„Oh, now me reading turns you on, too?", you laugh in between kisses.
„Yeah. Also, you were doing this thing with your hair. You know, that twirly thing that always makes me go ..."
He finishes his sentence with a more urging kiss, skillfully slipping his tongue through your lips to meet yours.
„Also, you just being you is turn on enough for me, y/n",Grayson breathlessly whispers, seemingly effortlessly getting up and lifting you onto his hips in one smooth movement. „Now, let's take this someplace our neighbors won't see ..."he smirks
