summary: when y/n feels as though grayson isn’t giving her the attention she deserves, she simply taunts him into her own little trap of lustful passion...
warnings: swearing, choking, fem masturbaution, oral - fem receiving, maledom, smut, and big scary grayson <3
word count: 2.2k
a/n: well.. here you go my darlings…
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"But Graysonnn, I need you..." She drug his name out symphonically, slipping her hands against his tilted backside. His striking stature was settled in a tall, swiveling chair, his hands attached to a keyboard as his fingers sprawled across it, monotonously clacking at the keys without interruption.
"Not now, princess." His baritone rang loudly in her ears, echoing against the large room's solemn walls. Impatient, Y/N achingly presses her chest to where her hands were placed prior, kneading her fingers into his shoulders where stressed tension had built up.
"It'll only take half an hour.." She pleads, lowering her hands upon his abdomen, inching slowly towards her desired destination, if only he wouldn't be so damned stubborn.
"Y/N, I said later." He drew his hands from the keyboard, promptly grabbing her wrists and forcing them away from his alluring body.
"Workaholic." She blew a dramatic huff from her lips, withdrawing herself from around him entirely. Grayson didn't object nor deny her wrongful accusation, only the faint sucking of his teeth worked its way through the echoing silence of the room, all until his fingers went back to their job; hitting non-alphabetically organized blocks of letters.
"It's hardly even work, my love." His voice danced between a mixture of a broken French twang and a certain apologetic tone that scarcely resembled an excuse for his sudden "misbehavior" in gratifying his women's bodily needs.
He didn't receive a response from the one and only Y/N herself, whose attitude of grief and despair lead her onto a different task, perhaps involving busying herself with a swim in the pool, instead of bothering Grayson with her selfish desires.
"I'll be in the backyard if you need me, Gray." She said in departure, leaving his office after an absentminded nod was returned from Grayson.
She did just as she said she would, after changing into proper swimming attire and collecting a bottle of sunscreen and tanning oil. She was laid out on one of the many poolside chairs, basking in the sunshine with a frown.
She still had that dull ache within her core...
And it felt as though it would never go away. She couldn't help the fantasies that would creep into her mind, on any given occasion, and stay on repeat until her ends were met and she was spoiled with the wonders of his languid tongue.
It was a curse, and a dream in itself.
She knew he was very busy, especially with how well his company was doing, but she was selfish of him. His hands should be upon her, not the stupid computer he had been tacking at since dawn. And his voice in her ear, his lips softly grazing her neck whilst his nimble fingers glide against her skin and dip into her soaked folds.
It's all too much to handle without his care, therefore a mischievous plan was planted in her mind, an evil smirk invading her devilish lips.
She went to grab her phone, opening it right to her messages with him, nothing too absurd, and she began her marvelous mission..
grayyyy
come out here, i need you!
you know i really need to finish this up
it'll only be a couple more hours
be patient
please?
no, y/n
She huffed, blowing a piece of hair from her face as she did so.
then check the cameras
With a giggle, she shot right out of her seat and began to untangle the strings of her bikini, her dazzled eyes settled on the outside camera that they had installed for safety precautions. First to go was the top half of her suit, the side strings undone, following the one on the nape of her neck until her chest was bare and open to his eyes only, the flimsy piece of clothing tossed to the ground. Next was her bottoms. Slow and deliberate, she let the material slide down her legs and pool at her feet.
Dings! rang from her phone beside her, but she only laughed. Without even a glimpse of his face, she knew he was furious. And that's exactly what she wanted.
Soon enough, her hand was wrapped around the darkened tanning oil and she let it drip onto her stomach, watching it slip slowly down her thighs and legs, adding a nice gleam to her skin that surely Grayson would be able to comprehend through his computer screen. She lathered the substance all around her body, taking a look towards the only window of his office, and a sharp gasp emitted from her throat.
There he was, anchored to the window with his hand under his chin and a deathly expression written across his face. He began to click his tongue, as if to scold her for her mischief and halt her needing actions.
"What do you think you're doing, sweetheart?" He seemed amused, in a begrudging way, but still enamored with the sight of her and the lengths she'd go just to gain his attention.
"Tanning.." She turned the bottle for his eyes to see the label, a sloppy grin replacing the previous smirk she had. With a scoff, he pulled his torso and head out from the window and closed it with a loud, shuttering click that made Y/N's stomach drop.
For a moment she thought of hiding, fleeing the scene. She knew she'd be in terrible trouble, but the anticipation grew every second she had to wait for his appearance, and it was unbearably exciting.
Soon enough the back door flew open and out came an angry bear of a man, standing tall with his arms crossed and his lips in a straight line, a scolding look in his eyes that made Y/N want to crawl in bed and cry.
He stuck his large index finger out, motioning for her to come hither. But Y/N didn't move an inch in his direction, instead she flipped her hair over her shoulder and turned her back to him, walking along the pool. After sticking a toe in the water, she figured it was too cold for her liking and decided to retire back to the original chair she was first sat in.
Grayson was still in his stance, though his glare softened and began to roam her body that he claimed his own. Y/N noticed, exposing her chest a bit more and widening her legs for him to see all of her.
"It's too bad you're all the way over there, baby." She said within an exasperated sigh, pouting her lips whilst she travels a single finger down her body, enticing him.
"It's so lonely all by myself, and no one to.. play with.." Y/N sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and softly moaned once the pad of her finger reached her swollen clit, circling the most sensitive part of her womanhood. Her other hand engulfed one of her perky nipples, squeezing it tight enough to feel the tingly sensation that made her hips buck and her lips mewl curses of pleasure.
He watched as her thighs began to tremble, her eyes closing shut and hot breaths exiting her mouth once she dipped a single finger between her folds. Unwanted jealousy bubbled at his insides, a thick load of bile entering his throat the longer he observed.
"Does that feel good, kitten?" He asked with sincerity, taking a few steps closer to her. "Better than how Daddy touches you?" Now his shadow covered her and she opened her eyes, shaking her head vigorously.
She kept quiet though, too preoccupied to give him an actual answer as she slips a second finger into her puckering hole. She wanted to indulge in the feeling of her own self-provoked pleasure, and she would have if not for the unexpected pressure that caressed her neck with such force, an all too familiar feeling of his meaty hand wrapped around her throat.
"Use your words, princess." His beading eyes frightened her, something she hadn't seen very often. If at all.
"N-No, Daddy," It came out as a whisper. "You do it so so much b-better!" She threw her head back and let a breathless scream escape her lips, relishing in the ecstasy that soon would bring her that climax she couldn't wait to soak in.
Grayson, enthralled with the tremors and quivers that spread throughout her, lead a hand to delicately envelop her smooth breast, running his thumb over the hard nub repeatedly. Y/N felt herself drawing to an end, a coil squeezing in her abdomen, ready to snap at any given moment.
"You're so close, aren't you baby?" She giggled, signaling a yes to his answer. Words weren't formidable, and she couldn't hardly speak anyway when her airways were blocked by the seductive chokehold her lover had around her. Knowingly, he let his fingers travel from her breast and along down until his fingertips came in contact with the pulsating nub of hers that needed plenty of attention too.
"You can do it baby, cum for Daddy. Show me what a naughty girl you are." He tugged at her clit, rolling it between his warm tips and bringing her to her orgasm with just his mere touch. Her hips buzzed as she came all over the patio furniture, releasing a heavy moan and suffocating in her desires.
Grayson maneuvered his body towards her, settling between her legs and delving his tongue unto her sensitive folds. Y/N hiccuped, reaching her hands forward to run through his thick hair.
"Just like that.." Her face was red with heat and sweat began to dribble from her hairline, her composure yet to subside from her previous climax as Grayson furthered her into another one.
She could feel his warm, thick, and hot muscle stretching her heart-shaped folds, lathering and soaking up her juices as he did so. He even led his thumb back over her bud, creating quick circular motions that made her abdomen convulse with sudden rapture. He groaned against her pussy, sending vibrations through her core and she shuttered as a second orgasm dared spill.
Before it could, Grayson had his head pulled back and he stood before her, his chest rising and falling rapidly just as her own did too. She whined, tears coming to her eyes as her overstimulated-self fell apart with no ruin.
"Not just yet, princess, need you to take daddy's cock." He unzipped his pants preceding his words, shuffling them down and around his ankles, his shirt being discarded too. There he stood in all his glory, his erection straining promptly against his waistband. Y/N dared to sit up and tug at it, but Grayson already had his finger looped around the fabric and forcing them down before she could sit up properly. She hardly even blinked when she felt his large hands attach to her waist and flip her onto her knees, an excited scream breaking the vast silence.
He grasped the skin of her ass, laying a few harsh slaps against it before, without warning, slipping his cock into her tiny hole. She fell forward slightly, due to the roughness, and she felt her eyes brink with tears yet again as the arousing pain of him stretching her walls withheld her. Grayson fisted her hair, pulling her head to the side for him to see her disheveled appearance.
“Don’t you fuckin’ cry, princess. This is what you begged and begged for.” He slammed himself rough against her, his cock breaching her cervix and empty whines flowing through her mouth and loud grunts shamelessly falling from his lips.
“Look at you, already fucked out and taking daddy so well.” He continued to plunge right into her, never slowing his place as she fell apart, her knees feigning to give out and her body willing to crumble beneath him. What once was painful became pleasure, and even that became a total blur.
“I feel you in my-my stomach!” Y/N yelped as she felt him brush against the spot she craved the most. Once again, she felt herself on the brink of a climax, hungry for release. His thrusts no longer were rapid, but rather sloppy as he began to come apart.
“Grayson, F-Fuck!” She felt the knot in her stomach tighten and released atop his thick member, low and soft moans emptying into the air as he continued to ride himself out. Y/N could hardly breathe, her legs diminishing from beneath as she became incapable of holding herself up any longer.
“C’mon baby, almost there.” He threw his head back, his abdomen clenching and his face twisting into a heavenly euphoria. He felt himself twitch inside her, his hot, and thick cum seeping from his bulging red tip with the lack of a warning. Vehemently, he cursed and moaned, laying his frontside upon her in exhaustion.
The two were sprawled against each other, breathless as their bodies regained their composure after such exertion. Y/N smiled mischievously below him, full well amused with herself for taunting him into her little trap.
“Happy now?” He asked against her ear with a chuckle, wrapping his arms around her. She nodded in his embrace, planting small kisses across his arms in happy fulfillment.
A/N: this is my first ever series, i don’t know how i’m gonna do this i’m either gonna do it as ask concepts, or do a whole series. also this series features an OC.
Summary: Struggling author, Carter Rose, meets New Jersey Devils’ goalie, Grayson Dolan.
Warnings: Mention of death and mental health.
Word Count: 1,194
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“One more time.”
He blocks the goal during practice. Grayson ignores the yelling of the other players as he focuses on the puck. He doesn’t let the aches in his body distract him from blocking the next goal. His team has a huge game next week and he can’t let anything get in his way from winning, and I mean anything.
The next shot towards the goal hits pretty hard. Grayson’s focus. He has to be. He’s one of the best players on the team. He falls on his stomach as the puck hits his helmet in the face and into the goal.
“Get back up, Dolan.”
Grayson sighs, “I’m really trying, coach.”
“Well try harder,” Ruff exclaimed. Grayson gets back up and tries again and again for several hours with his team.
Grayson. Grayson Dolan. The 25 year old, alongside with his twin Ethan, have been playing for the New Jersey Devils for 5 years. He has it all, straight A student in high school and college, countless amount of awards, a very successful family. It’s not just him who’s famous, his whole family is. His mother, Lisa, is a hairdresser. She’s been on many TV shows for her work and has worked on many well known people. His sister, Cameron, is a lawyer, she’s been known for her work almost everywhere in her industry.
Ethan’s girlfriend, Olivia Piper, is a chef at her family restaurant, Pipers. She’s watching the twins practice for the big game.
“Can you stop gushing it’s making me sick.” Carter joked,
“Oh hush, I saw you eyeing Grayson like a hawk this entire time.” Olivia laughed.
“Shut up.”
Carter Rose, 24, she’s never had an easy life. Both parents passing away at a very young age leaving her with her and her brother, Hunter Rose, to fend for themselves. She is an aspiring author, who, at the moment, is writing novels online. Hunter Rose, who’s 6 years older than Carter, never went to college. He works as a cashier at their local grocery store. Carter and Olivia have been best friends since birth. After Carter’s parents passed away, Olivia’s family invited her and her brother into their home.
“Carter, this is Grayson. Grayson, Carter.” Olivia nudges Carter. This is Carter’s first time meeting the hockey player. She shyly smiles and waves at him. Carter thinks he is gorgeous, I mean who wouldn’t? He’s got the perfect jawline, beautiful floppy brown hair, amazing skin, and he’s tall too.
“Cute glasses,” he smirks. Grayson thinks she’s breathtaking. But he wouldn’t admit that just yet.
“Ethan and I are gonna grab some food from the concession stand.” Olivia interrupts. Her and Ethan both walk off leaving Carter and Grayson in a comfortable silence.
“So, I hear you write? What kind of novels do you write about?” Grayson asks.
“Fantasies,” she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear. She’s been writing for quite a few years, always writing about something out of the ordinary. “But it’s nothing special. I mean I’ve never published a real book before, just short ones online. It’s been my dream to write a novel and have it published for real.” She beams. Graysons heart melts at how she’s so passionate about writing.
“That’s amazing, I’d love to read your work one day.” He smiles, such warm smile. It makes her feel safe somehow. “What about your parents? What do they do?” he asks.
Carter’s face falls, her smile slowly fading. “They, uhm, passed away when I was little.” Carter never liked talking about her past, and the battles she’s gone through. Ever since her parents passed, she’s been dealing with depression and anxiety. It wasn’t easy, somedays she can’t even get out bed, or have motivation to do anything. She needs that person to give her that extra push, to make her love again.
“I’m so sorry to hear that, Carter,” He looks down, eyes on his feet. He felt for her, he really did. He was intrigued by her, wanted to get to know her even more. He could tell she’s been through a lot.
“Thank you, it means a lot.” She smiles softly at him. Her leg bounces up and down, something she does she when she’s anxious. Grayson took note of that.
“Why don’t you take my number, y’know, so you can send me links to your novels.” Grayson smiles at her. She nods and hand her phone to him. She sends a quick “hi” to him so he has her number saved as well.
Ethan and Olivia return with food for everyone. They eat, and say their goodbyes.
“It was nice meeting you!” Carter reaches out for a handshake but to her surprise Grayson gives her a hug goodbye. She felt safe in his arms.
“I hope to get those links to your novels,” he whispers in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. He moves back and sends her a wink before walking away with Ethan.
“I think he likes you.” Olivia nudges.
Carter rolls her eyes. “I doubt it, he’s just a flirty guy.”
“Carter… he literally gave you his number and ask to read your novels. I don’t think he does that to every girl he meets.” Another thing Carter has some issue with is her self confidence. She doesn’t know how it got so low, all her life she never had to compare herself to anyone. For some reason, she’s always had it.
***
“So what do you think of Carter?” Ethan smirked, he liked messing with his twin, especially when it comes to girls.
“She’s cool,” Grayson tries to play it off likes it nothing, but on the inside he’s freaking out. “Not really my type.” He shrugs, but Ethan knows his twin all too well.
“I don’t know bro, I saw the way you looked at her earlier today. And that was just the first time you met her,” he exclaims, he puts hand on Grayson’s shoulder. “I would say that you got heart eyes for her” He mocks.
“Shut up, man. You don’t know shit.” He’s still trying to act like he doesn’t care, but it clearly doesn’t work.
He receives a message from Carter,
Hey!
Hello there, I’m still waiting on those links ;)
*links to novels*
I’ll be sure to read them, babe
Babe, Carter smiles at her phone. Butterflies erupt from her stomach. She’s not use to pet names, or any sort of attention from a boy. She’s never had a boyfriend before or anything like that.
Hours go by and Carter hasn’t heard from Grayson yet. She begins to worry. What if her novels are bad? What if she scared him off? What if-
Babe, your novels are incredible. You have real talent.
Why thank you, you’re not too bad yourself.
You’re too kind, babe.
How about I take you out? Like on a date?
Carter’s heart stops, a date? With her? There’s no way.
I’d like that :)
Then I’ll see you tomorrow at 7? I”ll pick you up.
Sounds perfect.
Carter throws her phone out of excitement. Maybe with him, she’ll learn how to love again.
Grayson “Thunderbolt” Dolan’s just a kid from Oak Cliff who’s trying to succeed in the only thing he knows how to do: boxing. When that doesn’t work out, he bartends. But then Opal Eden walks up to his bar for the first time, and it’s the beginning of the hardest knockout of Grayson’s life.
*I’ll try to update this masterlist as much as I can, but you can always search gd boxer AU or thunderbolt gd on my blog for everything involving this AU!*
y’all. i’m so so so sorry for not being active at all recently or writing at all, i have no motivation what so ever and recently i’ve been taking a break from all social media’s and coming back just to check on some people, but i’ll be back soon.
Includes quite a lot of ass (🥺), orgasm denial, oral, the word penis lol, and more. This is super duper nasty... took me 4 hours so enjoy ig
*grayson x female reader*
“I got you a present.”
Grayson peers up from his computer to see you holding a lacy, blood red lingerie set.
“All of that, just for me?” he hums while swiping his tongue over his lips, eyeing you up and down.
As he holds his stare for a longer amount of time, you feel yourself getting wet from the way his lustful orbs pierce through your skull.
“This isn’t your only gift, mister,” you grin suggestively and bend over to his eye level. “Sit back and enjoy the show.”
He impatiently waits until you’re done changing into the lingerie, then his arms are placed behind his head. After Grayson sits on the couch with his back facing the cushions, you begin to strip down your sexy clothes.
First, the top straps fall from your shoulders, then you let go of the material and let your breasts pop out in front of his face. His pupils expand and his eyes wander around your nude chest, but he’s not allowed to touch you. You grab his arms to stop him from running a hand over your tits.
“I said that you’re gonna stay still and let me do whatever I want, remember?” you angrily remind him, crawling onto his lap.
Through the tight jeans he wears, you can instantly feel his hard cock poke your thigh. Your palm wraps around it from the outside as you rub the sensitive spot with your thumb. When each finger strokes his dick, Grayson bites the inside of his cheek to muffle his moans.
Once he’s gotten hard enough, you undo the zipper of his pants and release his length from his boxer. It springs up and slaps against his toned stomach. The tip twitches as precum drips from it. Your tongue collects the liquid and your hands slide up and down the shaft, maintaining a steady pace of jerking him off— slowly at that.
His cock is helpless under your touch; every vein is bulging, the base throbs in your hand, and to top it all off, he turns pink from the pleasure of your lips latching onto the edge. You suck the tip and keep moving your hands from side to side, all over his slick member.
“So delicious,” you whimper once he protrudes further down your throat.
You start to gag on his cock, saliva drizzling out of your mouth and onto his now soaked length. Right before he cums, you remove your lips and replace them with your vibrator, turning it up to the strongest setting and pressing it against where he’s most sensitive. His tip.
The toy pulses onto his shaft, causing Grayson to grunt and toss his head back, thrusting his dick forward to give himself some type of relief. As the buzzing sound gets louder, he’s moving closer to his high. And again, before he cums, you snatch the vibrator away and throw it across the room.
“Nice try, Gray.”
Your evil tone ignites a fire within Grayson’s chest. He battles the urge to shove you up to the wall and wreck your pussy for what you’re torturing him with.
“Just wait until you let me move and you’re gonna regret this.”
You sink your asshole into his cock, facing the other direction, getting into the reverse cowgirl position. Grayson lays flat, obeying your instructions as you began rocking the opposite way that you were before.
“Oh my god, angel,” Grayson groans. “You sure know how to fuck a man.”
Your pussy engulfs his size.
“Ohhh- this dick got bigger overnight,” you gulp, holding his thighs, clenching your ass around his penis. “Must be from turning twenty one.”
A few more backwards thrusts get you to your high, and then your orgasm shakes your entire center as cum spurts from your pussy, drenching Grayson’s lower body.
His tummy practically growls when you place your ass just below his mouth, squeezing your cheeks together to have your white creamy juices flow down the middle. Your cum-filled fuckhole makes Grayson desperate for more.
“tonight’s all about you, baby. let me do all the work.”
your press the palm of your hands flat agasint ethan’s glistening pecks, a small layer of sweat coating his skin that he gathered in his sleep. you’re much smaller hands putting force on them to get him to lay back flat agasint the headboard. your legs straddling his bare torso as your lips work to suck and nibble at the tender skin of his neck. ethan’s hands automatically find their place on your hips as he holds you steady, rocking your hips agasint his core in a dry humping motion.
“you’re killing me here, sweetheart,” ethan voice breaks your assault on his skin, bringing your head up to meet his lips. you chuckle against them, biting and pulling on his lower lip as you feel his fingers dig into your hip bones. a small growl erupting from the back of his throat.
your pussy juices dripping onto his stomach, the heat between your legs only rising as you feel his throbbing member slap between your folds. in no time, you’re grabbing the base of it, squeezing the tip to rid of the pree cum that happened to have spilled out and lining it up with your entrance. your folds wet enough and slick enough for his cock to slide right in, walls clenching around the base as you adjust to his size.
“fuck-” ethan swore under his breath, his hands running up and down your hips as he felt your pussy clench around him. his eyes rolling to the back of his head as you sink down futher, your walls swallowing his grith whole and stretching out around him.
you steady yourself with your hands resting on the headboard, clenching at the wood like your lofe depemes on it. finding a perfect pace for ethans dick to dive in and out of you. your legs working to bounce up and down on his piece, swirling your hips in a figure of 8 motion when you feel the birthday boy twitch inside you.
“you’re gonna make cum on the spot, angel, if you keep that up,” he growled, teeth sinking into his bottom lip to prevent his moans from waking up his twin. not exactly the birthday wake up call he wanted to give him on their 21st birthday.
“oh my god.” you moan, your legs feeling weak as you push yourself over the edge. your eyes rolling to the back of you head when you feel ethan’s fingers join his dick in working away at your clit, feeling the space between where you bodies meet. his fingers rubbing rapidly over your folds, egding you onto squirt all over him.
“im so fucking deep in that pussy. my pussy, all for me,” his words and the sound of your skin slapping against his, has you whimpering above him. your bodies combined together in the state of pleasure and passion that it causes your legs to give way. ethans dick still penetrating your tight cunt as he fucks you mindlessly through your orgasm.
“ethan- fuck, fuck fuck, im cuming!”
“mmh, i can feel you squeezing those tight little walls around me. s’give it to me, baby. wanna be dripping with your juices.”
you have no strength left to bounce, to hold yourself up and put on a show for your boyfriend. your body falling limb into his chest, his arms instantly curling around your middle as he carries on the fast pace of his thrusts. your arousal flushing out of you as you feel ethan’s get added to the mix. warm squirts of his cum hitting the back of your fucked out pussy as he pushes it deeper and deeper inside.
you stay situated on ethan’s chest, your body rising and falling with his heartbeat as you both work to slow your breathing down. his cock still buried deep inside your cunt, locking his cum into place as he can't bring himself to pull out of your fucked out hole just yet- consider it a birthday treat.
you reach down interlock your pinky’s together, before bringing your conjoined fingers up to your lips, ethan following suit as you both kiss your little fingers, squeezing them together as your own little private and intimate way of saying ‘i love you’.
the little gesture has ethan sighing in content. thanking his lucky stars that he has a beautiful angel, the best gift of all, and his person- laying peacefully on his chest. so fucked out and sweaty all due to his dick.
his mind running away with him about how he got so lucky to love someone as angelic as you, to fuck a pussy as tight as yours and to hold you in his arms. he’s brought back to reality as he feels your warm soft, addictive lips trail kisses along his scruffy jaw. reminding him now hes 21, he should probably shave.
“happy birthday, baby. here’s to another year i get to spend loving you.”
your eyes scanned slowly up and down his body as he moved towards the pull-up bar. your plump lower lip being pulled in by your teeth as you bit down on it.
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