bff grayson getting hard while taking a nap or while falling asleep after a movie or something šš„ŗ
Your foot taps impatiently as you wait by the microwave for the popcorn to finish popping. The smell of it combined with the sound of the two distinct notes of Netflix opening echoing from the living room are making you anxious to hop on the couch with Grayson. You both agreed to have a movie night in after a stress-filled week for both of you.
āWhat are we watching?ā he yells from the other room, his voice booming and distinctly audible even across a large surface area and the loud popping in the humming microwave.Ā āIf you tell me Clueless, Iām going to bed!ā
You smile and roll your eyes, pushing the button to open the microwave door as the time between kernels exploding gets bigger. Admittedly, you had subjected him to your favorite movie many, many times since it had been put on Netflix.
āYou pick, then!ā you call back, ducking down to retrieve a big bowl for the popcorn, hissing when the steam burns your fingers as you open the bag. You grab a couple of Zevias from the fridge as well, tucking them into the pocket of Graysonās hoodie that youāre wearing and grabbing the bowl to join him in the living room.
His bare back is to you when you walk in, and you smirk as you clutch a handful of his dark hair to yank his head back gently. Grayson yelps dramatically and pouts as he looks up at you upside down. Your belly swoops; heāsĀ too cute.Ā
āCan we cuddle?ā you ask sweetly, trailing your manicured nail over his arched brows, down the bridge of his nose, tapping his puffy pink lips playfully.Ā
Itās been this way for a while, the two of you dancing around this idea that maybe thereās more between you than being best friends.Ā Youāve both been finding reasons to touch each other innocently lately, or to stay half-naked in your swimsuits long after youāve retired from the pool outside --Ā anything to just be closer and put out those signals. It hasnāt manifested into anything, though, both of you too afraid of losing a best friendship to act on it.
His lips pucker against your finger with a little grin, and the tiny gesture sends an inexcusable wave of tingles to your belly.Ā āI guess,ā he sighs dramatically, sitting upright again as you smile down at him happily and make your way to the other side of the couch.Ā
āOoh, Af-er!ā you shout behind a mouthful of popcorn you had just shoved in as you plopped next to him. He stops scrolling on After and looks over at you amusedly. You blush a little and swallow, retrieving the cans from your pocket and handing him one.Ā āTrust me, itās so bad itās good. Please?ā
Heāll put it on whatever you ask, even if it did end up being Clueless for the millionth time, and you both know it. But he really canāt resist when you utter that littleĀ āplease.āĀ
Cut to half an hour later, youāre spooned in front of him, a giant fuzzy throw blanket cocooning your bodies and Graysonās arm thrown lazily over your waist. Youāre only half invested, because the feel of him behind you, so big and warm and solid, is making you a little dizzy. You want him to hook that muscled arm tighter around you, pull you to him and tangle your legs together. Thereās enough space between your lower halves for some of the blanket to collect and bunch up there, though.
He shifts behind you and nuzzles some of your hair out of his nose when he does. His breath tickles and you suppress a shiver. Itās even harder when he speaks, and you can feel the vibrato of his voice as much as you can hear it.
āWait, so thatās supposed to be Harry Styles?ā he asks as Hardin takes his shirt off on the lake dock on the TV screen.Ā āThey went that far to copy all his tattoos and shit?ā
āYep,ā you answer, letting a piece of popcorn dissolve on your tongue slowly.
You both watch for a few more minutes in silence, then his arm lifts to reach for the bowl on the floor.Ā āPopcorn, please.ā
You pick it up, but hold it out of his reach last second with a mischievous grin. Grayson scoffs and lunges further this time, trying to reach over you to grab the whole thing. He must lean a little bit farther than he intended, though, because the blanket slips a little and your ass brushes against something hard and... distinct.
Your eyes widen in surprise, and you turn back around to face him and see he looks almost as shocked as you, only with raging red cheeks. You have two options here: tease or confess. Expert problem solver that you are, you go with the former.
āIām sorry, I canāt help it! It just...happens. And the lake thing is kinda hot.ā
āSo all it takes for you is a glimpse of aĀ bra and youāre ready to go? I expected more stamina from you, Gray,ā you tut, referring to the scene of Tessaās own state of undress.Ā You hope itās from more than that, but youāre not about to put your own neck on the line if youāre wrong.
Heās still blushing, but he rolls his eyes.Ā āReally, are you gonna make me say it?
āSay what?ā you ask innocently, biting your lip and looking up at him with big eyes.
He pauses, looking down at you with dark, heated eyes. He reaches up and tugs your lip out of your mouth.Ā āItās not that girl in a bra. Itās you in my hoodie, in my arms, on this couch. Itās every time I see you. Every time I get to be around you.ā He stops, and huffs out a little puff of laughter, his thumb stroking your cheek softly.Ā āAnd I canāt believe Iām about to steal knock-off Harry Stylesā line but...I donāt think we can just be friends. Not on my end, anyways.ā
Your chest feels tight, your head in the clouds, your body on fire. Itās only hitting you now how long youāve wanted to hear him say those exact words. You turn around to face him completely, trailing your foot up his calf as you hitch a leg over his. Your hand snakes up to cup his angular jaw.Ā āRemember what he does next?ā
Confusion lights his eyes, then understanding, and he gives you a crooked smile. āYeah?ā
With that, heās dipping down to kiss you for the first time, and his lips taste better than you could have ever imagined. Even if they are veiled by the salt of the popcorn, theyāre sweet and soft and work in tandem with yours perfectly.Ā
Your leg shifts higher up his waist, allowing your hips to meet, and you moan instantly when the hard ridge of him meets your pulsing center. He groans back, his hand coming to cup your ass to pull you even closer against him. You push his chest, a silent indication for him to roll on his back, and you grin down at him as you straddle his waist once heās there.
Your pussy grinds rhythmically over his cock, and when your mouths meet again you delve your tongue past his lips this time. You take your time exploring, licking every crevice and sweet spot you can find as you blindly build that pressure in your pussy. You canāt remember the last time you had a good, old-fashioned dry humping makeout on the couch, but itās just as amazing as you thought it was however long ago.
āFuck,ā he rasps, ripping his mouth away from yours. His chest heaves as he catches his breath, but your voracious for him, and canāt stand the idea of not having your lips or teeth or tongue on him now that you have that pleasure. You move your kisses to his stubbled jaw, then down his neck, stopping with a grin at the place that makes his breath hitch all over again.
Your hips haven't stopped this whole time. Your thin, tiny shorts and equally small thong, and his athletic shorts are practically useless barriers to the heat of your pussy against his raging hard-on. He lets the both of you indulge for a minute before heās letting out this animalistic growl and a sharp smack to your ass, both of which go straight to your clit, and lifting you clean off his dick.
āYouāre gonna make me embarrass myself if you donāt slow down,ā he mutters, his face and chest flushed adorably, a little purple mark already blooming on his neck from where you maybe got a little carried away.
You shake your head.Ā āItās okay,ā you whisper heatedly, sitting back a little and hooking your fingers into the waistband of his shorts.Ā āCan I?ā
He nods at once, and you smile at his eagerness. You tug them down just enough to let his dick spring out, your mouth watering instantly when you see him for the first time.Ā
āYouāre big,ā you admit, spreading his precum around the sensitive tip. You giggle when the whole thing jumps in the air.Ā āYou like that?ā
He nods again, his hair flopping with the movement, and it only endears him to you even more. You lock eyes with him as you lick your hand and wrap it around his shaft, watching with pure desire how his eyes roll at the simple touch. You start stroking him steadily, your hand twisting at the head while the other makes his eyes shoot open again when he feels it start massaging his balls.Ā
Grayson starts moaning, and the soft sounds are music to your ears, but you want them louder, more desperate. You lean over and drizzle a stream of saliva onto the head of his thick cock, spreading it all over with a grin when you achieve that and an uncontrollable thrust of his hips at the added wetness. You feel his balls tighten in your hand.Ā āGonna cum for me, Gray? I want you to. I wanna lick it off you, all off --ā
Youāre interrupted by a loud moan of your name, andĀ suddenly heāsĀ shooting all up his stomach and chest with these grunts and groans that have your panties ruined for sure. You murmur soft encouragements and keep true to your word when heās done, releasing him and dipping down to lick up the streaks of white with broad strokes of your tongue.Ā
When heās all clean, you show him the last pool of cum on your tongue with a smirk before swallowing. Grayson grins up at you, and hooks a big hand around the back of your head to bring you down to him for a deep, thorough kiss. He sits both of you up, securing a thick arm around your waist and flipping you over, smiling into your mouth when you let out a little squeal and giggle of surprise.
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