Dolan Twins One Shots (DISCONTINUED)

Somewhere i fell E.D

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"Okay that's the third time ," Ethan pants, completely spent and out of breath. He looks at her one moment longer before he's letting go of her wrists and falling to the empty space on the bed beside them. He had her pinned down with her hands above her head. Right when he was about to declare he one again, he noticed her nipples were hard through her shirt.

Her hands fiddled with the straps of her black tank top to pull the strap back up and the hem back down, it had ridden downward while they wrestled. She should have been embarrassed that her nipples were poking through her shirt as much as they were and she should have been embarrassed at how wet she was beneath her spandex, absolutely drenched. It had been the third time today that she had gotten turned on by her best friend rubbing all over her and pressing her down into the bed. She had even moaned the second time he accidentally rubbed over her sensitive nipple. Her sports bra was doing little to hide her arousal and she was sure she would have to change her pants in a few seconds.

"Since when have guys turned you on? Like ever?"

"Well they haven't e, but..." she trails off, head dropping onto the pillow beneath her head, cheeks inflamed now that she had been caught lusting after him so many times, embarassed that he was looking at her so confused and curious, "I've just been feeling a bit conflicted and maybe...curious lately?"

She really was so very confused as to what the hell her problem was. Her voice is so somber and shy, confusing Ethan even more considering she is never anything but blunt and confident. It's something he's loved since the day he met her. But he knew he would never have a chance, she rooted for the other team of course. He couldn't compete with that. She had never shown signs that she felt any different until she started acting different a few weeks ago and all day today.

He presses the palms of his large hands to his eyes, rubbing softly to try and clear his mind. His heart is mush when he sees Y/n shift around only to let her head fall against the skin of his thigh where his shorts had risen up. Her hands are overlapping on her stomach, fidgeting with her nerves and racing thoughts while she tries to peak at a flustered Ethan through her eyelashes.

It' s not like she was the only one affected today, she could feel how hard he was beneath his shorts. She was just kind enough not to mention it. Maybe she thought it was natural and it meant nothing, or maybe she was too afraid to think about what it meant. But she knew where he was coming from with the confused daze he had going on above her. When he finally speaks his tone is somewhat careful, trying to make sense of the turn of events and give an explanation to your actions.

"You don't like the new girl you're seeing? Riley, is it? She's sexy Y/n, I mean if she wasn't gay I think I would try and slide in there myself."

She pats a untrained beat against her stomach, irritated that her nipples are still standing at full attention. With the rumble of his voice it just keeps getting worse for her to sit still and calm down. She hears him let out a soft sigh, but she can't decide what it means.

"She's great Ethan, it's not that. She's kind, smart, adventurous, really, really sweet...but..."

She's not him.

He lets out a hum of acknowledgment and without even thinking he reaches down to comb through the loose, velvety strands of Y/n's hair splayed out on his thighs with his fingers. He's so used to touching her at all times that it's natural even when they are around friends. Grayson is insistent that he sees something between them, that it's meant to be even if she doesn't see it yet. He knew how whipped his twin was for their best friend. It's just so easy with her. He had caught himself wishing she would change her mind on so many occasions, looking at her when she was deep in thought or laughing at something he'd said. He was already there, wanting to be with her, he was just stuck in the friendzone - unable to be what she wanted.