#graysonsmut

overview: you had been denied all day, one time after another, after another— so you decided to take things into your hands, and he didn’t like that..

word count: 1.2k

warnings: fem and male masturbaution, oral - male receiving, use of toys, maledom , femsub, degradation, cum denial, swearing, and just lots of dirty/sexy talk haha.

a/n: this was actually a dream i had the other night.. spicy..

"Again."

"I-I can't—"

"Again." His voice was serpentine and accusatory, plowing through your whimpers with its baritone and timber.

This!!! Grayson be making every motherfucking thing attractive.

You could just be laying down on the bed, and you would always grab his hand and play with his fingers.

It was just something about them that drove you insane, and not just because he would use them on you in other unholy ways.

The way he would use it to play with your hair, or how little your hand felt in his.

Let’s not forget how he always moves his hands around when he’s talking.

Everything about this man was attractive.

Grayson was a physical man. Always demonstrating his love towards either by giving you a random hug, grabbing your hand, a kiss on your temple, or just simply brushing his fingers past yours whenever he got a chance.

“Baby,” he called you as your tiny fingers moved his long ones around.

“Hmm,” You hummed paying attention to his large hand.

“I need to pee, but I don’t want you to stop playing with my hand,” he muttered with closed eyes.

You let out a quiet giggle before slowly letting go of his hand.

“Go pee, but hurry up,” you playfully said and he got up from the bed rushing towards the bathroom.

He came back in less then two minutes before carefully jumping on top of you, laying his head in your stomach and his hands landing on your chest.

“Did you wash them?” You playfully asked as he nodded his head.

Your soft hand picked his back up, the touch not only sending chills up his spine but yours aswell.

“I love your fingers,” you softly whispered holding his hand up so that you could see it fully.

“And I love when you play with them,” he muttered against your stomach sending tickles up your body, making you let a soft giggle.

“It’s tickles when I talk doesn’t it?” He asked making you laugh.

“Yeah, so stop,” you whispered.

He placed a couple of kisses on you belly before flipping you over so that you were straddling his waist, your hands still holding his.

“I love you. You know that right?” He asked making you nod while a smile was displayed on your face.

“Yeah, but I love YOU more” you said putting emphasis on the you.

“That’s not psossible,” he whispered before softly pushing your head down, causing your lips to mold together.

His hands grabbed on to yours as your lips moved in sync.

The kiss wasn’t sexual, and it was loving and slow.

He slowly pulled away, looking into your eyes with an expression that you weren’t able to read.

Description: In which Grayson sees the love of his life move on, at least that’s what he thought. Based on the overplayed song by wanna be indie TikTok girls ‘The Less I Know The Better’ by Tame Impala.

Warnings: None really

Word Count: 2k+

Suggested Song: The Less I Know the Better - Tame Impala

It hurt.

All Grayson was feeling was pain and guilt.

Pain because he loved her and had to see her walking around and be happy with another man that wasn’t him. And guilt. Well, he felt guilty because it’s his fault she’s no longer his. If only he could’ve kept his dick in his pants, he would be the one with her now, even if it wasn’t completely his fault.

Grayson: Seven days. Sorry. Five to seven days.

Ethan: if it was seven weeks I probably would’ve fucking-

Grayson: STOP

Its not stupid mamas🥺 it’s made cutee and I wish it was my life

“But where are we gonna stay,” you asked confused as the twins looked at you like you had two heads.

“For the hundredth time Y/N, we’re staying in the van over night, and we’re driving in the day time,” Ethan groaned as you let out a loud “ohhh”

“Yeah, so let’s go pack your stuff, maybe like a week of clothes,” Grayson said getting up, grabbing your hand and pulling you up from the couch.

“Such a simp,” Ethan muttered, making you and Grayson roll your eyes.

“Shut up, Ethan,” He shouted as you walked away, going out of the house and getting in his car.

“Do you want any food before we get to your house,” he asked as you shrugged.

“I’m gonna take that as a yes,” he said making you smile on your insides. He knew you so well, better than anyone else ever had.

“Where can we go that had both vegan and regular options,” you asked, referring to his ‘vegan vibe’ which is what you chose to call it.

“Bluestone, it’s just avocado toast and coffee,” he shrugged.

“Cool, cool,” you said and turned on the radio, he handed you his phone because he has Apple Music and you don’t because your broke and his rich.

“We love a rich bestie,” you joked as he laughed. It was an inside joke between the two of you, you were necessarily broke, he just had more money than you. Not that if was any of your intereste, you knew Grayson when he used to flex with the dollar in his pocket.

“We do, rich besties have the good music,” he said adding on to your joke.

“We need to find me a sugar daddy,” you playfully sighed as he snorted.

“I’ll be your sugar daddy,” he said as you both laughed.

“Don’t let E hear us, he’ll bully us,” you laughed as he shook his head.

“True,” he said.

After a few more jokes and music you guys got your food, got your clothes, he said to pack for one week but you have enough clothes for three weeks, and went back to his house.

“E,” he shouted walking back in the house, causing a napping ethan to wake up.

“Can you, for once in your life, stop shouting,” he groaned covering his head with a pillow that was in the couch.

“We brought you food asshat,” you purposely shouted making him grown even louder.

“Ugh she’s just like you, now I’m gonna be stuck with Grayson and a female Grayson in a small van for three days,” he joked, but didn’t at the same time grabbing his food and eating it.

“Sounds like a personal problem to me.” Grayson replied shrugging.

“I need to get my hair done,” You stated as you looked at your reflection in your phone.

“No, I like it like this,” Grayson whines running his fingers through it.

It was obvious there was some sort of feelings for each other, and it was getting Ethan upset that neither of you would act upon it, especially when you were flirting all the time.

“Can you just date already,” he said getting up to throw the food container away.

“Shut up Ethan,” you said though gritted teeth while a blush was displayed on your face.

“No. Especially you, blushing all the dam time. And you, always saying shit, like please just date alredy” he said and walked away to his room after putting both of you on blast.

“Well-,” you began to say before Grayson cut you off by smashing his lips against yours, taking you by surprise, but a good kind of surprise.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that for,” he muttered pulling away from your blushing face.

Ooooo Miss. Anon I see you👀👀

Nails digging deep into his back as he roughly rams into you with no mercy.

The mixture of loud moan and groans echo through out the room, making the moment 10x hotter.

“Fuck Gray,” you whine as he lifts your leg up, placing it up ok his shoulder, his dick reaching places no man has ever been to before.

“You like that baby,” he whispers in your ear making you nod your head while moaning.

And that’s what your entire night consisted of.

So when you woke up the next day, not able to get up, you still don’t regret what happened last night.

“Morning baby,” you heard him groan.

“Morning,” you whispered, closing your eyes and laying your head down on the pillow.

“You ok,” he asked noticing your tenced body.

“Yeah, just a bit sore,” you replied. You tried getting up but pain shot up from between your legs making you let out a loud whimper.

He got up from his side of the bed, walking over to you, kneeling infront of you.

“Are you ok, and be honest this time,” he asked with a serious tone.

“I’m good, it’s just it was my first time,” you whispered putting your head down from embarrassment.

You looked to see his face drop and fill up with guilt.

“Baby, why didn’t you tell me? We could’ve gone slow. Or we wouldn’t have done it at all. You should’ve told me, Y/N. I feel guilty,” he whispered and you grabbed his hands.

“Gray it’s not your fault. And you didn’t pressure me into anything. I wanted it too, and I didn’t tell you because I was really into it ok? Don’t feel guilty. I enjoyed it.” You told him, moving one of your hands to grab his jaw, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

“Still, I would’ve made it special,” he said while pouting.

“We still can, you cuddle with me,“ you said watching his face light up.

He got up from the floor, walking over to his side, getting in bed and pulling you into him.

“I love you,” he whispered kissing your forehead.

“I love you too,” you whispered closing your eyes and falling asleep.

The POWER this holds 👏🏽👏🏽

ALSO IM MAKING THIS INTO A SERIES I GUESS BECAUSE MA’AM I JUST GOT AN IDEA.

⟡ 𝕽𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖝⟡

Description: You and Grayson are always teasing each to her when’re you’re close, until one day he gets fed up.

Warnings: Choking, Daddy Kink, Sligth degradation, Smut obviously

Wordcount: 1.3k+

The sounds of laughter and blaring music were heard thought the entire house filled with teenagers and young adults.

This was your classic LA party, all the bitches dressed the same, all the guys wore the same thing. Everyone recording what was happening to post on social media.

Except you.

His eyes scanned the room, to find you dancing with your friend.

You hips swaying as your skirt tightly sculpted your body, your curves being more defined than anyone else’s.

Feeling his eyes on you, you turned around to see his dark stare on you and his famous smirked displayed on his face.

Sending him a soft smile you turned around, heading upstairs to a random room.

Your innocent act radiated off your body and he was the only one to realize it was an act.

With the constant teasing that you would do, he knew you weren’t innocent at all.

He followed you up the stairs getting fed up with your teasing and foreplay.

“Nice of you to follow me,” you softly spoke as he walked into the room you were at, looking at yourself in the mirror.

“Quit the act Y/N,” his deep voice spoke sending shivers down your spine.

You turned to look at him with an innocent look on your face. His tall broad body stood in front of the closed door, his black jeans making his stripe shirt be the center of attention.

Of course that diamond watch of his captivated all the attention, at least yours.

“What act,” you asked, bending down to fix your Docs, making a quiet groan leave his lips.

“Don’t play inocente now,” he said walking towards you, grabbing your jaw with his right hand. “Teasing me all the time, having to fix your shoe Everytime I’m around,” he spoke, his voice getting deeper than before.

“I know it’s all an act Y/N,” he sarcastically chuckled as his hand moved from your jaw, to your neck, excitement rushing thought your body, especially to your core.

“What are you gonna do about Bailey,” you smirked as his hand tightened its grip around your neck.

“What am I gonna do?” He asked, mainly towards himself. “I know, I’m gonna have my fun with you, youre not getting away with teasing me that easily.” He smirked as you felt your underwear was drenched.

With a mixture of harshness and softness he pushed you into the bed, that’s when you realized it was his bed room.

He quickly crawled between your legs, placing his lips on your jaw.

He placed small, and somewhat wet kisses down your jaw to your neck.

He kissed around your neck and shoulder, until he found the spot that made you moan his name.

“Just fuck me already Grayson,” you moaned getting fed up with all the teasing.

“I do what I want when I want,” he growled in your ear, his state of dominance turning you on levels you didn’t even know existed.

“Please daddy,” you whines as his hands grabbed to the hem of your top, lifting it off your body.

“No. This is what you get for teasing me,” he groaned smacking the side of your thigh.

His lips attached the the skin between your boobs that were covered by your black lace bra.

“You wore this for me didn’t you? Like the little slut you are right?” He asked pulling your skirt down leaving your boots and your matching panties on.

“All for you Gray,” you let out as his lips attached to the inside of your thighs. Quiet moans leaving your lips from time to time.

Yeah, you wore it for him, but your intentions were on just teasing him, wanting him to snap a little later, but this time, was more than ok.

His right hand went underneath your body slightly lifting it up from the bed, his cold watch making contact with your senticite skin making your back arch. He unclipped your bra with ease letting your boobs bounce as he admired them.

He brought one of your nipples into his mouth, as his hand massaged the other and your head fell back in pleasure, deep but quick breaths moving past your lips.

He switched nipples, giving both your boobs the same amount of attention.

He stopped before looking at you and placing his lips against yours for the first time.

He laid you back down on the bed as his hands gripped your sides moving down to your underwear.

He pulled your panties down painfully slow while your lips were still embraced with each other.

His lips moved down yours, to your jaw, neck, shoulders, all the way down to your thighs.

“Gray please,” you whispered as he kissed each one of your thighs painfully slow.

Once he reached where you needed him both, your body couldn’t help but flinch backwards.

“Don’t move,” he said wrapping his arms around your thigh, his cold watch being pressed against your skin, as your eyes stared at hit.

He trailed his fingers along your slit, slowly making their way to your clit, slowly rubbing it as small loud moans fell past your lips from the amount of pleasure.

He moved back, but before you could complain, he swiped his youngest from your entrance up to clit, a hum of satisfaction coming from him at your sweet taste.

“Sweet girl, with a sweet little pussy,” his eyes looked up to meet yours, a blush displayed over your face, while a smirk was displayed over his.

He quickly licked his lips, before going back down, licking up your thighs that were covered with your arousal, feeling his hot breath against your core made whimpers fall from your lips, he could feel his dick aching but he wanted to focus on you before (how nice of him, always such a gentleman I-💀)

He roughly spread your legs, before his lips mimicked the movements they were doing with your lips. Loud moans moving past your lips as your hands grabbed onto his Brown locks, tuggin on them.

Sweat was tricking down your forehead, his name falling past your lips multiple times, his tongue quickly lapping between your soft walls, his hands sighed into your thighs, humming in satisfaction at your loud moans.

Subconsciously your legs would close by the amount of pleasure he was giving you, making him groan and smack your thigh. Your hands pulling on his hair a little more when he was devouring you with his tongue.

“Oh my fucking God,” You shrieked as he began to suck even harder, feeling the way his lips were wrapped around you, while his tongue was deep into your core.

When he felt your legs begin to shake, he speed up his movements knowning you were close. His right hand moving back down to your neck, hard enough to apply pressure, but soft enough so that you could breath. Sucking on your clit and using his tongue to lick against your little pussy, is what he did till you were screaming his name, along with a string of unholy words and phrases.

Your eyes rolling to the back of your head, as your back arched against the bed with his hand still wrapped around your neck, his lips and tongue sucking and licking you up, not getting enough of the deliciousness that was oozing out of you, cleaning you up, not wanting to leave everything began.

Just when you felt like he was finished, you looked down at him to see a devilish grin on his face, he brought his fingers back up to your sensitive clit.

A soft whimper falling past your lips not thinking you could handle anymore pleasure.

“I’m not done with you yet, we just started,” he chuckled as your body filled up with excitement.

TO BE CONTINUED....

✧ SMUT ✧

(Daddy kink, slight degradation and slut shamming)

Y/N's POV:

WORD COUNT: 1K+

"Grayyyy," I groaned laying on the couch.

"You really can't wait one more day," he groaned, giving his phone his full attention.

"No, I can't I don't know why this challenge applies to me," I groaned snatching his phone so that I could have all his attention, "or why you decided to participate in it.

"Use your fingers baby," he replied snatching it back. Going into whatever app he was on before.

"Oh when you want your dick sucked tomorrow, you can use your hands while I go on my phone giving it my full attention," I replied smiling sarcastically.

I got up from the couch going up to our room and slamming the door.

"Baby come on don't be like that," Grayson said coming in.

'Don't be like that? Bitch, I'm fucking horny and because it's November we can't do shit cuz he wants to do fucking no but November,' I thought to myself

"Like what, you know what don't even answer whatever Grayson," I replied turning around.

"You really can't wait one more day," he asked straddling me.

"No, because all I can think about is you, and now you have a fucking beard and it's driving me insane," I ranted to him, I was really sexually frustrated and it was annoying me.

"Think about what," he teasingly said, "my head between your thighs as a kiss your clit slowly, huh, me pounding into you while you scratch me back, while my hand softly holds your throat, or how I be having you scream my name because I'm fucking you so good that you can't handle it,?" He asked why his hands rubbed my thighs.

His stupid cocky smirk was present on his face making me want to punch it off.

"Gray doesn't talk about things you're not going to do,"  I replied rolling my eyes, he was getting in my nerves.

"Oh really babydoll," he replied and began kissing my neck, a soft gasp escaping my lips.

"Gray," I softly moaned as he hit that certain spot.

"Be quiet," he harshly said, turning me on even more.

"So you want to roll your eyes at me and insult me, but want me to fuck you like the dirty slut you are huh?" He asked as his hands roamed my body, avoiding the places where I needed him most.

"Answer me Y/N," he harshly said smacking my thigh, making me jump up from the sudden contact.

"You told me to be quiet," I replied trying to test his patience. What? He does a better job when he's mad.

"Don't get smart with me," he said through gritted teeth, ripping my Calvin Klein leggings off, making me silently gasp in response

'Bitch those were 30 dollars' I thought to myself

"Don't worry I'll buy you new ones you brat," he replied, I guess he saw my expressions.

His cold fingers made contact with the inside of my thighs making my body shudder in response.

He removed my black panties painfully slow. He threw them somewhere around do room but I don't care about that right now since I'm focused on whatever is happening between my thighs.

His lips immediately came in contact with my clit making my hips buckle up in response.

"Baby chill," he chuckled kissing.

He kissed the inside of my thigh, making me roll my eyes.

"Gray I need you," I whined.

"How bad," he teased.

"Like really bad," I breathed out. The sight in front of me was enough to get me off.

"Beg for it," he said tightening his grip around my tighs.

"Daddy please, I want your mouth," I whined pouting my lips.

In no time I felt his finger enter me slowly, and his mouth come in contact with heat.

My mouth parted slightly, loud breaths escaping.

My hips started moving backward making him hook his arms underneath me to stop me from moving.

He suddenly entered another finger making me bite my lips to stop a moan from coming out.

"Let me hear you, baby," he said sending vibrations thought my body.

"Oh my god... Gray, don't stop please," I moaned as he moved his finger in and out of me at a fast pace.

My eyes rolled back at the feeling of his tongue against my clit. The sensation making me want to scream.

I guess he got tired, when he suddenly took his fingers out flipping us over, making my face scrunch up in confusion.

"Ride my face princess," He said which made me even wetter than what I already was.

His hands reached up, pulling his shirt off my body, his hands immediately holding up to my uncovered boobs.

He let them go, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his face.

He pulled my hips down, his lips making contact with my clit again, my hips almost giving up.

He stops, slowly dragging his finger down and taking it off.

"Fuck" I screamed once his tongue started to move quickly against my clit, having to hold onto to headboard for support, since my legs were almost giving out.

His grip around my thighs tighten as the knot in my stomach started forming.

"Grayy, om my god...I can't," I moaned as the knot in my stomach was harder to contain, and the groans that were coming from his mouth wasn't helping.

He slowly inserted a finger, making come here motions.

"Daddy pleaseeee," I whined as the feeling was getting too intense.

It was an entire month since he had touched me in such a way, nothing or nobody could ever compare to him, and I live by that. (same sis)

He inserted another finger, a loud moan coming from my lips in response.

"Just hold it for a second baby," he said pulling away to breath, just to go right back.

"Come for me princess," he said taking his fingers out, quickly rubbing my clit with them.

I let it all go, my vision blacking out from the intense feeling between my thighs.

"fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," I kept repeating as he kept rubbing my clit, riding out my thighs.

I felt my chest quickly moving up and down, slowing down as a caught my breath.

I looked down at him with a flushed face to see him smirking at me.