Ethan Dolan fanfics

Phone Call

This was written to @graysdesire on tumblr and edited by me

Summary : When [Y/N] ignores Ethan just to be on the phone, Ethan gets frustrated and shows her just how angry she made him.

Warnings : slight humiliation and degradation. extremely explicit!

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Ethan's POV:

That's what I had to keep telling myself.

Don't do it. It's okay.

I argued with myself for a while, my leg shaking up and down as the anger in me boiled more and more.

I wasn't just in a salty mood. I'm never this angry for no reason, never.

It's [Y/N] and her stupid ass annoying friends.

She was pushing my buttons today. All she wanted to do was talk on the phone all day and fucking gossip.

I love her, of course, but sometimes she just doesn't know when to close her big ass mouth sometimes.

Now I got to teach her a lesson.

"Baby! Can you," [Y/N] calls out, pausing to tell her friend to 'shut up real quick'. "Can you give me the bag of hot cheetos from the top shelf please?"

"Nope." I sarcastically smiled, "Can you get off the damn phone... please?"

"You're being an ass, Eth. Just give me the chips please." [Y/N] glared at me.

"No. Just 'cause you said please don't mean shit. I've been asking you to please get off the phone for two fucking hours already. Did you listen though? Nope. So why should I listen to you? Huh?" I snapped, coming closer to her, her back against the wall as she looked up at me.

"I-I-"

"I-i- Answer the fucking question."

"I-I don't know." She gulped.

"Exactly. There's not one reason I should listen to you. I tell you what to do. Never the other way 'round. So, when I tell you to get the fuck off the phone, get off of it." By now, my chest was pressed against hers, her breathing sped up as my fingers gripped onto her face, making her look at me.

"Please, E...I'm still on the phone..." She pleaded quietly as if she didn't want her friend to hear it.

I laughed, a loud, humorous laugh. "What? Am I embarrassing you, baby? Do your friends not know how much of a submissive slut you are for daddy?" I venomously spat, my eyes darkening as she shook her head 'no'.

"Please, E..." She whispered.

"Maybe I should tell them. Better yet, let them hear it for themselves." I growled, ripping the phone out of her hand, placing it on the couch next to us.

I flipped her around, a low squeal coming from her mouth as I harshly pressed her chest up against the wall, literally ripping her leggings off her.

Her ass, barely covered by a pair of silky red underwear, was directly in front of my face.

I pushed roughly on her lower back, making her back arch and her ass stick out.

"Hold up your fucking leg." I demanded, pushing her right leg up.

She immediately gripped it, holding it up. "B-But- the phone. Eth, please!"

"Did I fucking say you could talk!?" I snapped and she shook her head. "Then keep your fucking mouth shut, you slut."

She whimpered as I ripped off her underwear, tossing the two pieces of torn silk onto the floor.

Wasting no time, I spread her ass cheeks apart, licking up her folds from behind.

My tongue immediately met her sweet juices, a husky moan in the form of a hum coming from my throat at the taste.

I sucked on her pussy, her lips swelling up from my harsh movements; her pussy appearing fatter from the back.

I pushed my face in even more, the scent of her mango body wash filling my nose, making this experience ten times better.

I was practically suffocating, but I didn't care.

My tongue reached her little pink clit, flicking it up and down before nibbling on it.

"Fuck! E-" She yelped, her free hand coming around to grip onto my hair as she pushed me in even more.

I ate her pussy as if it was the first and last time, devouring it entirely.

"[Y/N]!" A loud, feminine yell sounded from her phone, yet all [Y/N] could get out was "E-Ethan! Oh my, mm!"

Her juices dripped down my chin and onto my bare chest as she became wetter and wetter.

I licked all the way from her clit to her other hole, making her entire body jerk forward.

I spat on it, rubbing the saliva around with my thumb as I went back to sucking the liquids that spilled out of her delicious pussy.

"Eth!" [Y/N]'s voice cracked as if she was crying, her grip on my hair tightening. "'M gonna cum, daddy!"

"Go ahead, you whore. Cum all over daddy's face. Let your friends here just how much of a dirty slut you are for your daddy." I growled.

Suddenly, her knees buckled and a pathetically loud cry came from her mouth as she squirted- yes, fucking squirted- all over my face.

I quickly and harshly rub her clit, milking her for all she's got as she cried out my name repeatedly, begging me to stop rubbing her overstimulated pussy.

I give in to her pleas just as she fell to her knees, my arms wrapping around her and pulling her spent body closer to mine.

She panted heavily, slowly catching her breath. "She...she heard a-all of it, Eth." [Y/N] whispered, absolutely humiliated.

"Next time, listen the first time I fucking say something."

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Gonna post more cute and soft imagines on here and on my Grayson series soon. Just thought all of the Ethan stans might like this one LOL. If you're reading this right now, vote on this story and comment or dm me on Wattpad on what type of imagines you would like to see on here as well as your own preferences as well.

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