Grayson Dolan x Reader Imagines

Walking In

Warning: swearing, steamy content

(Y/N)'s POV:

It's a quiet, uneventful night at the Dolan house. I'm bored out of my mind and really want to do something fun. So, I go over to my boyfriend's room.

"Babyyy, I'm booored," I whine, walking into his room.

I see Grayson sitting on his bed, his eyes glued to the screen in front of him. He seems to be so indulged in the game that he doesn't even notice me come in. And with his headphones on, he can't even hear me.

I groan, rolling my eyes before making my way to him. I standing right before him, hiding the screen from his view. "Grayson," I say. But he only tries to look around me, his mind still on the game.

"Grayson!" I exclaim, huffing.

"Yeah...Just a second, babe," he says, denying giving me attention. I need his focus to be on me.

Daringly, I move toward him before plopping myself down on his lap facing him. Grayson's lips are slightly parted, his eyes unblinking. I slide my hands up his hard, toned chest and run my tumb over his jawline.

Tilting my head to the side, I lean in, attatching my lips to the side of his neck. Still no major reaction. I move my lips across his skin before kissing a place under his jaw. Moving back down, I suck on an area above his collar bone, making sure I leave a deep red mark.

As I kiss and suck on his neck, I feel him shift, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. "(Y/N)..."

I smirk against his skin, finally getting his attention. I continue licking and marking his neck, now slowly grinding my hips against him. A soft groan sounds in his throat, before he suddenly tugs his headphones off, throwing them aside along with the controller.

His large hands roughly grip my waist, pulling me into his chest. I collide my lips with his, kissing him hungrily. He tilts his head slightly, swiping his wet tongue across my bottom lip and deepening the kiss.

My hands run through his soft, brown hair, tangling my fingers in his dark locks. Grayson's tongue slips into my mouth, caressing my own as his hands desperately pull at my top. I move my hips against him again, making him bite on my bottom lip.

He breaks away, kissing down my jaw to my neck, while his hands lift my shirt up, exposing my bra to his dark eyes. He hurriedly unclasps my peach bra, throwing it off my body and presenting my breasts to him.

His hands find the hem of his own T-shirt, tugging it over his head and throwing it behind him. Grayson's lips find my left breast and he immediately begins licking and sucking on it. I moan aloud, my hands pushing his head closer. His wet, pink tongue swirls around the soft skin of my breast, making my heat push up against his growing buldge.

"Gray, where'd you-? HOLY FUCK NO!" Ethan yells as he walks into the room.

Grayson jerks his head back up pulling my shirt back down, his cheeks flaming red. "What the fuck man?" he snaps, his brows knitted together as he looks at his twin brother's flustered expression.

I bury my face in the crook of his neck, hiding my cherry red face from Ethan. "Nevermind. I need to bleach my eyeballs...again." And with that, Ethan exits the room, closing the door behind him.

My boyfriend's expression softens right after, cupping my cheek to make me look at him. "Where were we, baby?"

His soft lips find mine again, his tongue entering my mouth again. He pulls me round and pushes me onto his soft mattress, his lips trailing down my neck. We spend the rest of the night making mind-blowing love on his bed, under the light of the large screen.