THISSSS OMG

I can so see it being a thing where like. it’s a scene or smth right, grian is the one to cheekily be all “well I never got to properly thank you for saving my life the night we met” and makes a suggestion to play things out. to which scar is happy to agree to her whims and see where it takes them

she goes the whole mile too, fully commits to it—does her hair the same way she had it that night, same makeup, same thigh high socks, she’d do the same outfit too but she swaps it for the silk robe. grian gets her “dressing room” all prepped (which is really just a room in her apartment that she decorates to look like her Actual dressing room, moves her vanity in there and everything)

when scar walks in he’s in the hotguy get up and grian is inviting him inside the room, falling into character and thanking him, sweet talking him. she asks how she can properly thank him, she’s happy to do whatever he wants to show her gratitude. and scar pauses to make a show of thinking about it, acts like he’s hesitating before “taking advantage” of her generosity. he sits himself down on her chair, undoes his belt and zipper and frees his cock from his boxers, laughing at the way grian’s staring at him like he’s a feast

all he asks is for her to be a good girl and blow him as thanks, and grian makes a teasing show of kneeling between his legs. her robe slips off of one of her shoulders and scar can’t stop staring at the spot as she takes him into her mouth. grian is very sweet with him, kissing the tip before dragging her lips along his length to leave more little kisses. she’s nice and slow, attentive. she makes it a point to look up at him the whole time and watch as she makes him come undone. scar can’t resist grabbing her hair when it becomes too hard to sit still, making her take him deeper as he fucks her mouth. he warns her before his comes and tells her to swallow it, wouldn’t want to leave any evidence of the things hotguy does with his fans

grian’s the one climbing right into his lap after, pulling him into heated kisses and scar stands them up to push her against the vanity, too worked up and excited to watch himself. when he pushes her against it, the whole thing shakes behind her and grian’s sweet little yelp is causing him to pause. is she hurt? did he shove her too hard? is he being too rough? he doesn’t mind stopping here, she’s technically done enough to thank him

she already looks wrecked, with strands of hair falling free from her ponytail, eyes clouded with need, a little dazed. but grian is shaking her head, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, drawing him in. she looks shy with him and promises that she’s fine, they don’t have to stop, please be rougher if he wants to be, she doesn’t mind

so scar continues, kissing her, touching her all over. he traces her body, marking up her neck and that shoulder that’s been teasing him this whole time. he can’t keep his hands off her chest, kneading her tits, circling her nipples, he even tells her how pretty they are, says she’s thanking him this way too, letting him play with perfection like this. he’s making her drop like this, and he’s checking in as he’s reaching down to her pussy, surprise to see a lack of panties there. she’s giving him a nod as he wonders if she wanted this to happen, was hoping for him to have his way with her. what would her fans think if they knew?

grian’s lost when he fingers her, hearing the squelch each time he rams his fingers inside to stretch her from how wet she is. scar is fast and rough, practically shaking both her and the vanity. she whines and cries, yelping when he pinches her clit. she begs for more, tells him she can take it, she’s thanking him after all. he fucks her with his fingers until she’s coming around them, delirious and lost in subspace from how good it is

scar’s hard but steps back, lets her lean against him as she catches her breath. they don’t have to go any further, he assures, she’s done more than enough to thank him, he wouldn’t want to overstep any further. except grian’s laying her head on his chest, whining because he’s created a new problem for her that only he can help with… and she turns around to lean against the vanity, presenting herself to him, taking off her robe so scar can see how she’s dripping, pussy clenching around nothing. she needs him to save her again, to be her hero, please?

and well. how scar wouldn’t be much of a hero if he ignored a plea for help. he’s holding her, kissing her shoulder and neck while lining his dick up with her folds and whispering that he’ll happily save her before pushing in, soaking up all of the sweet noises she makes. he fucks her hard against the vanity, tells her to cry for him, delights in the way she drools and moans his name. he pulls on her hair again too, drags her body into each thrust and fucks her nice and dumb, until all she can think about is how good his cock feels. he gropes her tits too, unable to resist as he slams into her

he asks her what she wants, if she wants him cum inside her or on her back and all grian can do is whine, begging him. but that won’t do because how will scar know which one she wants? what a shame, he’ll just have to choose for her since she’s too drunk on his dick to answer. if she wants to thank him so badly, then he’ll use her cute little cunt as a cumdump, make her nice and full. grian’s whimpering and drooling, mumbling pleas and thank you’s as he promises to use her, as he comes inside her and fucks his cum deeper to make sure she doesn’t waste a single drop. he gets her to come again after, pinching her clit and murmuring for her to come