Grayson Dolan Imagines

Just for us(s)

Before the twins hired an actual editor for them, they pretty much left it up to you.
This wasn't a problem since you were an actual editor and you loved them.
You were working on the first half of the "48 HOUR SURVIVAL CHALLENGE" and something about Grayson being all manly and tough did something to you.
He was usually so gentle and sweet but in the wild he was rough and assertive in a way. Knowing exactly what to do.
"Whew not gonna lie that was the best shower I've ever had" Grayson walked into the room you and him were staying in.
Which was his parents' guest room.
His hair was damp and towel hung low on his hips.
He closed the door and locked it, walking over to his suit case to get clothes.
You just stared at him, admiring his physique.
He was built like a god.
Beautiful muscles highlighted with droplets of water, skin tanned in comparison to the white towel sitting teasingly low, his v-line peeking from under it, leaving a little to the imagination.
And oh boy did you imagine.
"What?" He noticed your bottom lip tucked in between your teeth
You shook your head innocently.
"Oh nothing" your eyes obviously searched his body, noticing little cuts and scratches he acquired in the woods.
"Like what you see?" His voice turned husky.He knew what you were doing.
All you did was nod your head as your mind began to race.
"Mm you're looking a little hot and bothered over there?" He cocked an eyebrow.
Although you stayed silent, your eyes said "come here" he obliged.
He walked over to you, lifting the laptop off your lap and setting it on the table.
As he did, the camera that was still plugged into it dragged across your lap, giving him an idea.
He switched the SIM card, making sure to draw an X on it so he'd know which one it was.
Once done you realized what he was doing.
You grabbed it from him, hit record and set it on the edge of the bed, facing towards you.
As soon as it was set down you were met with his lips.
Your fingers roamed his hair, his hands twiddling with the hem of your shirt.
His lips parted from your lips to trail down your neck, sucking and nipping at your sweet spot.
You pressed your chest against his as a way of showing the pleasure he was already giving you.
He smirked into your neck.
He tugged at your shirt signaling you to take it off.
You obliged and stripped into just your bra and booty shorts.
He sunk back into his previous position, licking and sucking at your collarbone.
He kissed all the way down your chest to your stomach.
You slipped off your bra and laid it on the bed.
Once there he ripped off your shorts and threw them somewhere in the corner.
Leaving you completely naked since you had no underwear on.
"No underwear?" He stared at what was in front of him.
He kissed your lower stomach, then down to your thighs, driving you crazy.
He'd get dangerously close to where you needed him most, then skip over it go the other side.
"Gray" you whined biting your lip.
He couldn't resist you any longer.
His hand snaked up your torso to your neck, his large hand wrapping around your throat, applying the tiniest bit of pressure.
Once comfortable he licked a stripe all the way up your core, making you shiver.
He swirled his tongue in circles slowly taking your breath away.
Out of habit you started to close your legs at the pleasure but he pushed your legs open with his free hand and giving you a stern look.
He continued sucking and licking, making your legs shake.
You could feel the knot build up in your stomach, electricity surging through your legs as his tongue worked it's magic.
He stopped once your moans became louder.
"Gray?" You whined defeatedly.
"Shh princess" he stood up from his position and leaned over you, your faces inches apart.
His hand came up from beneath you and into your mouth, only two fingers,
Once salivated, he drug them down your torso and to your core again, slipping in the two fingers.
You quivered at the feeling once again.
His face stayed inches from yours, watching as your face twisted in euphoria.
Once you were a moaning mess he whispered in your ear "look at me when you cum" just the shear vibration of his sultry tone made you cum.
You obeyed his wishes and made eye contact as you scratched at his back, his fingers still pumping in and out of you. Your mouth hung open, breathy moans leaving your lips.
You struggled not to roll your eyes back but you succeeded.
He pulled his fingers out and sat up to look at your naked body again.
"God damn you're beautiful" he eyed your exposed breast, which heaved up and down,
You sat up, kissing his neck, he groaned into the feeling of your lips dancing across his collarbone.
"My turn baby girl, on your knees" his voice was stern.
You sat up and positioned yourself in front of him on the floor.
He sat on the bed, legs spread ready for you.
You teased him, kissing the tip lightly.
His chest heaved at just the thought of you on your knees for him.
"Stop teasing" his breathing became heavy as you pressed soft nibbles on his shaft.
You giggled finally taking him in your mouth.
He groaned.
You pumped whatever couldn't fit in your mouth.
He was usually pretty gentle but today was different.
He was alone in the wild without you.
And even though 48 hours of no sex was easy to some. It was not to him since you guys got nasty every single day, sometimes twice.
He grabbed your hair for grip as he pressed into your throat.
Giggling when you gagged over his dick.
"Fuck baby that's it" he moaned, his grip on the bed sheets tightening
You thought about the camera, using one hand to position it so it can see you.
You looked at him through your lashes as he bit his lip and groaned lowly.
His grip on your hair tightened, signaling his oncoming orgasm.
You pulled away just as you felt him twitch, knowing he'd be angry and pound into you.
"Oh?" He was out of breath.
His eyes were painted in lust.
He grabbed your throat , bringing you up to face him.
"Lay down" his voice was husky and stern.
You did as you were told with a smirk on your face.
He slammed into you without warning as soon as you laid down.
"You think it's cute to not do as your told?" His hand came up to your neck.
All you did was gasp then laugh at his reaction.
Being a brat did something to him, turned him into an animal.
"Alright princess, you want it rough huh? I'll give it to you rough" his hips started to pump, speed increasing every thrust.
He leaned down so he was laying on you, his hand holding your thigh for better angle.
Your mouth hung open, unable to make any noise.
The bed frame smacked into the wall over and over again.
He didn't care who heard you. Thankfully Ethan was the only one home and he was in the backyard.
You scratched at his back once again, not caring about the after math.
He tightened his grip on your thigh, surely leaving a bruise.
He angled his hips again hurting your g-spot just right.
You moaned out in pleasure.
"Fuck Grayson" you squeaked, trying to hold in your screams.
"You feel so fucking good baby" he slammed into you over and over again. After a few more seconds of that you could both feel your orgasms rip through your body.
Your breath hitched as your head fell back in awe, Graysons head hanging low and resting on your shoulder as you rode out your highs together.
He pulled out and crashed next you, breathing still heavy.
"Hmm I think I like wild Grayson" you giggled picking up the camera and hitting record to stop it.
"Yeah yeah" he struggled catching his breath.
"Do you need your inhaler?" You half joked.
"Possibly yes could you grab it for me?" He pointed to his suit case.
You chuckled getting up to grab him inhaler.
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A little sweet Gray at the end 🥰🥰