Grayson Dolan x Reader Imagines

Birthday Boy (SMUT)

Warning: **EXPLICIT CONTENT. MATURE THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.**

Normal POV:

"Grayson!" you called from the room you share with your boyfriend.

It's the twins' 21st birthday and they had just gotten done filming their newest video. You, on the other hand, had an idea brewing for what your present to Grayson was going to be.

You turned to look at yourself in the mirror one last time, standing in your new red, lace lingerie with red ribbon strapped around your torso and a large red bow above your stomach.

"Ow, E!" you heard your boyfriend yell from the drawing room. "Stop hitting me with ping-pong balls!"

You giggled, flipping your (H/C) hair behind your shoulder as you waited for Grayson to enter the room. "Hey, babe. Sorry, Ethan was throwing-" Grayson halted as he opened the door, his pupils dilating as his hazel eyes took you in.

His pink tongue poked out from between his lips, licking them wet. "Come here, baby," you said, curling a finger toward yourself.

Grayson gulped, shutting the door and locking it too, before he made his way toward you. He stopped a few inches away from you. "W-What are you doing?" You smirked, your eyes trailing down to see a tent growing in his shorts.

You edged closer to him, tracing your fingers along his chest. "Giving you your birthday gift," you said in a deadly sweet tone. Standing on your tip-toes, you leaned in next to his ear. "Happy birthday, baby boy. Don't you want to unwrap your present?"

Grayson inhaled a sharp breath, before his hands gripped your waist tight. His lips captured yours in a heated kiss, your lips moving in sync. You swiped your tongue across his bottom lip, making him part his mouth for your tongue. You were determined to give him a night to remember for years to come. Feeling your hands up his toned chest, your fingers tangled in his chocolate hair, pushing his head slightly to deepen the kiss.

Grayson walked you backward until you felt the edge of his bed hit your legs. You two had never done anything beyond the usual make-out sessions and occasional teasing. So this was a first for you.

You let Grayson push you onto the plush mattress, his lips not leaving yours. His hands wandered lower down your body, feeling every curve before his fingers stopped at the big red bow. He broke away, staring down at the scarlett bow before slowly un-doing it. The bow fell loose and Grayson pulled it off you, his hands then moving behind to unclasp your bright red bra. His eyes locked onto your perky breasts, his pink tongue poking out to swipe across his lips, wetting them.

His cold breath fanned your bare skin before his hands wandered up your torso, taking your breasts in his large hands and giving them a gentle squeeze. A soft moan left your lips as you arched your back into him, encouraging him to continue. His hands played with your soft breasts before he leaned his head forward, taking your breast in his wet mouth. Your hands gripped onto his deep brown hair, tugging on the strands as you felt his tongue swirl around your breast, sucking softly.

Your legs hooked around his waist as he pushed himself against you, making you whimper. Grayson continued to suck on your breasts, switching between his mouth and hands. His piercing gaze found yours as he continued to please you, observing the way your body reacted to his touch.

"G-Gray. Touch me," you pleaded, starting to grind your hips against his in a desperate attempt to gain some friction. Your boyfriend sent you a cheeky smile before sitting up, admiring the red love-bites he claimed you with. He straddled your hips as he threw his black T-shirt off in one motion. His silver chain complimented his physique so well.