After last night Ethan can only confirm a few things:
1. He definitely pissed Grayson off from the multiple texts off Ben who 'hates' Ethan.
2. He doesn't like girls anymore
3. He likes Grayson (kind of)
It's not that he doesn't hate Grayson he does, it's the small part of him that likes him, too much. Too much that Ethan feels like going out getting drunk and having sex with someone is the best option out there just to spend less time around Grayson.
It's the best thing he could've thought of and he can't think of anything else at the moment it felt right, the point is... he doesn't really know the point. The one thing he knows is the small little feeling in his stomach that sparks up into a fire when he's near Grayson speaks one word he dares not to say aloud.
"Okay right, the next time you think about accusing me of something you better be fucking right or so help me i will punch you" Grayson slams the door making him jump off the bed.
"Okay i'm sorry" Ethans voice quivers and he looks at Grayson, his eyes make it's way to his hair and Ethan can't help but stare, Dying it blonde really did justice for him it suits him.
"Thank you, but i'm still angry at you" Grayson throws the hoodie on the floor, Ethan blushes noticing it's his hoodie and the fact that he said it out loud.
"Why exactly are you mad? I didn't even say anything terrible" Ethan mumbles
"You can't just accuse of shit i didn't do and not expect me to be mad, all i said was she was nicer than you and you say that i want to have sex with her, knowing that i don't swing for that team anymore" Grayson shouts and Ethan flinches, he's over reacting.
"Stop overreacting" Ethan stands up as well as Grayson slowly inching up to Ethan.
"I don't over react, you do all the time" Ethan shakes his head
"No i do not, when have i ever overreacted?" Grayson scoffs
"You are right now"Graysons voice turns low and deep in contrast to Ethans high pitched voice. The anger and tension only grew more and more as they continued to argue back and forth, their voices got louder and they got closer an underlining tension grew strong, Ethans hand made their way to Graysons chest and pushes him away.
"Don't fucking push me" Grayson pushes Ethan back.
"Or what Dolan you gonna push me again?" Ethan taunts Graysons hands fist Ethans shirt and he's pretty sure he's gonna die, he expects a punch or a push not a kiss. Graysons tongue dominates the kiss, Ethan kisses back out of habit as much as he doesn't want to do this because it will only make his situation worse he can't stop it a part of him doesn't want to.
Ethans fingers got his hands gripped tightly on Graysons waist burning them with his touch, finger curling nails trying to dig into them. The kiss turns from angry to passionate in mere seconds, something in Ethan twists and turns the kiss is slower and more meaningful and he's scared, he's scared that this kiss meant more for him then Grayson.
"Let me fuck you please" Graysons lips move to Ethans neck making him whimper and lean his head back further, Graysons tongue licks at certain places making his legs tremble and bites at sensitive spots making him moan, he nods his head his while body was shaking.
Grayson pulls back and bends down grabbing lube and a condom out of his drawer, they remove every bit of clothing as fast as they could, Ethan lays down on his bed awaiting for Grayson to climb on top of him, his lips attach to Ethans a quickly as they could wanting to taste him, to show the passion and love he has for him, even though he doesn't know. Ethans jaw opens wide feeling cold digits enter him and curling instantly hitting his prostate making him moan and his legs shake.
His fingers pump in and out slowly and the kiss was slow, everything was slow, not rushed like any other time, it was intimate, it's never felt intimate before. He can't remember how many times they've had sex, they've been in each other so many times but it has NEVER felt like this, Ethans mind was screaming not at the tension building up in his stomach but at himself. This whole thing with Grayson was a bad idea he was warned multiple times by multiple people and he just brushed them away telling them it's fine and he hates the guy so why would he be worried, but right now he doesn't hate the guy.
"Grayson fuck me" Ethan pleads and he feels Grayson remove his fingers only to fill him up to the brim making him arch his back, his chest pushing against Graysons his arms wrap around Grayson pulling him closer, his thrusts are slower then normal and he's kissing him while fucking him, he never does that.
Grayson hits Ethans prostate and he lets out a moan into the kiss, Grayson angles his thrusts the same spot slowly hitting it. Ethan pulls away from the kiss needing to breath he places his forehead against Graysons eyes looking deep into each other.
Graysons head is spinning not from the lack of air but from the small expressions Ethan makes when he feels the right amount of pleasure, he's sure that this is the most intimate sex he's ever had he's never had sex so passionate or pleasurable, he can feel Ethan tighten ever so slightly around him and his nails dig into his back lightly.
Ethan wraps his legs around Graysons waist pulling him impossibly closer and he likes it? The burning red coil in his stomach tightens with every thrust Grayson makes and every small moan that leaves his lips, he's pretty sure he's never heard anything sound more angelic and sexy at the same time, he attaches their lips as he comes between their chests he shakes, full body quivering orgasm ripping through his muscles and veins he can feel Grayson twitch inside of him and by the slight hitch in his movements and the quiver of his arms he knows he just came.
He pulls out slowly trying not to hurt him and lays next to him, breathless and tired. But despite the tiredness he stands up, not wanting to leave but he knows it's the best thing he can do, he walks into their shared bathroom grabbing a wash cloth and wiping his stomach down, he walks out a throws Ethan the same wash cloth he bends over and dresses himself, he can see the slight pain and hurt that flashes through Ethans eyes he shakes it off and shuts the door locking it after him he doesn't want anyone to walk in on Ethan naked.
He walks into someone small the first thing that hits him is the awful stench of cheap perfume that they've caked on he looks down and sees the same girl that Ethan slept with the other night, she looks up and smirks at Grayson her eyes land on Graysons neck and she looks away and walks away after saying sorry. He doesn't say sorry back she doesn't deserve it she slept with Ethan, he just rolls his eyes and continues to walk down the hall.
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