#dolan fluff

    grayson had coerced me into a three-day trip to hawaii for the long weekend. i was always hesitant when it came to air-travel, no matter the destination. but he was able to convince me. 

   we’d just landed yesterday night. today would be our first full day in hawaii, and i was absolutely pumped to see what gray had in mind. 

   i slipped on a flowery mini dress before i headed to the kitchen. the home was gorgeous. it still felt like a fantasy. “good morning, angel!” he smiled at me. i dropped my attention to his hands and watched him transfer two sunny-side-up eggs from a pan to a plate. he reached his arm over the stove and grabbed a salt and pepper shaker. “i made you some eggs, if you’re hungry.” he said as he seasoned the plate. “thank you.” i laughed. 

   his eyes lit up like two gems. no matter how long i’d been getting used to the water, i always felt i could drown in his umber eyes. i shook my head, dropping my daydream. 

   we sat together at the dining table. it was crystal, and you could see all the way through. i looked back at him, my piping dish rested in front of me. i smiled, my leg swaying side to side. i studied every centimetre of his precious face. he brought his hand to the side of my head, stroking my lengthy hair. 

   i snapped out of my trace as he stuffed a fork of eggs into my mouth, giggling. i laughed and finished my food up. 

              * * * 

      grayson and i settled on dinner at a restaurant on the beach. we sat at the bar, sipping on our drinks. “come here” he whispered, getting up from his stool. he dragged me to the wooden dock over the water, a smirk plastered on his face. the sun shone on his face, his skin glowing. we were at the very edge of the dock when he held me in his arms. “god, every time i see you, i fall in love all over again.” he licked his lips. i looked up, into his eyes. 

   i swear my heart skipped a beat as he knelt down on one knee. the contact between our eyes had yet to break. he reached his hand into his back pocket, pulling out a small square box. my hand flew over my mouth, predicting what he was about to say to me. 

  “y/n y/m/n y/l/n, you’ve made every second of my life memorable. and i wish to spend the rest of it with you. i swear when i met you i could almost feel the pieces fall together. i’ve been searching for something like you forever, and i didn’t even know it.”

   “you know like nobody what happiness is and where it is hidden. we both want to have a colorful and memorable life, and together i think we can make our dreams come true. i want to be your happily-ever-after. and i want you to be mine.”

   watching grayson cry was so out of the ordinary to me. but it only made me more emotional. i wiped the tears from under his eye as one fell from mine. 

   “will you marry me?” he opened the box. i nodded my head, “yes!” my lip quivering. he held onto my shaky hand and slid the ring onto my finger. 

   he stood and kissed me like he never had. i smiled through my tears as i listened to the audience we’d built clapping and cheering. 

🌤 - SMUT. ☁️ - FLUFF. 🌩 - ANGST.

GRAYSON DOLAN!

[🌤] BAD GIRL

[🌤] ANAL DISCOVERY

[🌤] SHOW OFF

[🌤] MINE

[☁️] GRUMPY BABY

ETHAN DOLAN!

[🌤] SLUT

[🌤] ANGRY

[🌤] HATE

Warning: Soft smut

It was rare for you to sleep in. Between school, work, and your social life, you barely had time to sleep. It was even rarer for you and your boyfriend to have downtime together.So, when you woke up to the feeling of lips pressing against your neck, a damp body pressed close against your back, and hands lazily wondering your body, you were a bit surprised.

“Babe,” Ethan’s voice was soft as he pressed another kiss just below your ear, “are you awake yet?”

You let out a soft moan as E’s hand dipped under the shirt you swiped from him and brushed the underside of your breast.

“Why are you wet?” You hummed, enjoying his attention as his hand slowly dragged a crossed your stomach and started heading down.

“I was in the shower,” You could feel the corner of his lips turn up as he nipped at your pulse, his smile growing wider as you jumped.

You leaned your head back so that it rested against Ethan’s shoulder, catching a glimpse of his heated eyes. “Why wasn’t I invited?”

You could feel him shiver against your back, his eyes growing darker as he pictured you with him there.

“You were sleeping,” he mumbled, his hand now teasing the skin above your underwear.

You hummed, closing your eyes as you pressed back against the obvious growth behind you. “I would have gladly woken up for it though.”

Ethan’s hand lightly grazed over your clothed sex, making your breath hitch, before running a rough hand down your outer thigh, his fingers teasingly dipping inward. His lips felt hot against your cool skin as he imprinted them along your neck.

“Next time I’ll ask you then,” he mumbled, his hand now retracing it’s path until it rested against your ribs, his pointer lightly grazing the side of your chest.

“Deal,” you moaned, feeling Ethan slowly grind against you. “Though I think you should make it up to me.”

Boldly, you reached a hand back, palming his length and smirking as he gasped and pressed harder against your hand.

“Absolutely,” Ethan growled.

You let out a loud gasp as Ethan’s hand suddenly reached around you and cupped your sex, the cloth between him and you suddenly feeling constricting. Moaning out his name, you could feel Ethan’s lips rise into a smirk as he dipped under your underwear and into your hole.

Your head fell forward toward your chest as Ethan slowly pumped a thick finger into you, his thumb pressing against your nub.

“Always so ready,” Ethan groaned, his other hand coming up to cup a breast, his fingers alternating between rolling and pinching your nip.

“I’d could say the same for you,” you managed to get out between sighs and gasps, not being shy as you dipped your hand under his shorts.

Your fingers teased the top of him, his body becoming tense behind you as you gripped him.

“God, I love you,” He groaned out, his slow pumping finger suddenly becoming two as he pressed himself even closer to you.

It didn’t take too long before Ethan suddenly lost control of himself, quickly pulling his shorts down enough to free himself. You were barely able to chock out a low moan of his name before Ethan pushed aside your underwear and buried himself in you.

E gasped and whispered your name repeatedly as he pressed hard, sloppy kisses along your neck, rotating his hips as he pistoned in and out of you. His hand curled around your knee, guiding it up so that he could ram deeper into from behind.

“Beautiful,” Ethan mumbled repeatedly as he gazed down at you, his chest rising faster as he picked up speed. “Break for me, baby.”

You could feel yourself tighten around him as he continued to praise you, pushing you to release.

“That’s it,” E hissed, groaning as you grew almost too tight to move. “Come on, baby.”

Your goes curled, your thighs shaking, Ethan’s hand being the only thing keeping it up. Finally, the coil in your stomach released as a flash of bright light blew in your mind a loud noise exiting your mouth.

“Beautiful, so beautiful,” Ethan grunted, pumping a few more times, trying to prolong your pleasure before stiffening. You groaned again, feeling Ethan’s mouth wrap around the tender skin on your neck, his teething sinking in as he let out muffled gravelly groan.

You relaxed against him hours later, both worn out .

“Best morning ever.” You sighed.

“Agreed,” Ethan smiled lazily, his fingers playing tenderly with your hair. His smile suddenly turned mischievous as he looked down at you. “Though I think I need another shower and I do remember saying I’d extend an offer to join next time I take one.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, Ethan’s smile widening to a grin as he sat up and pulled you along with him.

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(hola! this sucks sorry, btw you can imagine this wit one of the boys, whoever you want)

-they thinking its super cute when you can’t remember a word and feeling super good about being needed 

-they think you are cute when you are mad, but then scary, and then kinda hot

-wanting to learn everything about your culture and loveess everything about it because he thinks its fascinating

-they are not used to spicy food at all, so the first time they try to act cool but they are burning from the inside out lol

-loving your moms food, like they eat all of it, they even steal some of yours, and then they complain about getting fat 

-you would teach them bad words like “mierda” “la puta madre” “andate a la c*ncha de la lora” and being super proud of them for learning it so fast

-calling them “papi” like something natural, and they being kinda uncomfortable at first but then getting used to it 

-omg when you dance to anything they would be like low-key turn on by your hips bc your hips don’t lie ha

-they would loove your hair even if you think it looks like shit 

-constantly apologizing about how loud your family is, and kinda mean but like a good kind of mean

-comparing childhood stories and laughing at each other

-them defending you in social media or in person when someone says something racist or sexist

-listening to your music and it being a little different but nice (?)

-laughing when u can’t help but dance a little, kinda like an instinct lol

-exploring almost every place in your country, and yet again being fascinated with everything that has to be with your culture

-talking spanish to you sometimes and u high key being turn on by it