We all know about Grays breeding kink, but what about E's? 🤔
a/n: this turned into just ethan’s kinks in general and got a lil sappy lol whoops
Grayson prefers a lot more control and order during sex. He’s the much more dominant one between the twins.
Ethan tho? Ethan’s as laid back as could be. He’s also much more open to different kinks where as Grayson likes what he likes.
He’s dom too, don’t get wrong. Ethan will pick you up, slam you against a wall, and make you scream until your throat is raw.
But he’ll also let you take control. He’ll punch his fist against the steering wheel of his Jeep while you blow him on the way to dinner. “You’re gonna be the death of me, baby girl. You gotta swallow, okay? I can’t— fuck, I can’t get cum on the leather.” You’re giggling around his cock, Ethan stopping at a red light just in time to watch you pull off of him. “You love this Jeep more than me.”
Ethan’s scoffing, gently brushing your hair into a pony before wrapping it around his fist and shoving your mouth back down his cock. “You know that’s a fucking lie. What happens to little girls who lie?” His hips buck up, the motion causing you to gag around his length as Ethan presses on the gas. “They get punished, baby girl.”
You hum in approval at Ethan’s “threat”, reaching up to cup his balls as you feel the car jerk every so slightly.
Ethan’s sincerely down for anything. The first night you ask him to cum inside of you? He’s stunned for a moment, eyes going wide as he scratches at his scruff. “In you? Like, fuck the pullout game?” You’re rolling your eyes but nod, grabbing his free hand and sliding it under the waistband of your leggings. “I want to feel you drip out of me, Daddy.” Ethan’s smirking, his fingers slipping under the lace of your panties before sliding between your folds. “Yeah? Big bet, baby girl.” You scoff at his response, rocking yourself down against his hand nonetheless. Ethan decides you come up with the best ideas. —He’s seconds away from orgasming and starts preparing to pull out only for you to grab a fist full of his hair while tightening your legs around his waist. “Don’t fucking pull out.” You’re gripping his hair, jerking his head back until the two of you make eye contact. “Be a good boy for me.” Ethan groans at your tone, hips losing rhythm as he desperately thrusts into you. He’s grabbing at your body now, a broken little gasp falling from his lips. Ethan’s hips still, his face scrunching up as he orgasms. He’s groaning your name, giving a last few weak pumps into you before his body gives out. You’re giggling now, hands sliding down to rub at his broad shoulders. Ethan’s looking at you, still breathless, hair a mess from your grip, and his eyes wide. “Where the fuck did that come from?” —The next morning Ethan’s walking up to Grayson, nervously pulling at his hair before hitting his brother with a good ole 👉🏻👈🏻. “I get it now.” Grayson’s raising an eyebrow, sitting down his coffee. “Get what?” Ethan smirks, opening up the freezer to grab an Uncrustable to bring back to you waiting in bed still. “Your weird fucking cum fetish. Turns out it actually slaps.” Ethan winks at Grayson, grabs two bottles of water before heading back to the bedroom. All you can hear is an exasperated Gray screaming “I TOLD YOU SO.” Before Ethan’s shutting the door and tossing a still frozen Uncrustable at your face. It keeps building from there. Ethan’s quickly becoming fond of cumming inside of you. He loves giving you shit when you try to waddle to the bathroom while both of you mixed together drips down your thighs. Ethan loves to finger you after he cums, putting pressure on your clit and g spot until your orgasm pushes him out. It’s a sight to see. One night you’re exhausted. Whining and covering your eyes with your hands, body already sore. Ethan’s smiling down at you, lovingly stroking your body and tracing the marks already blooming on your skin. “Sleepy?” You’re pouting and nod, “So fucking sleepy. Wanna shower, no energy.” Ethan chuckles, the bed’s shifting before you feel his strong arms wrap around you to pick you up. “C’mon, babe. Let me take care of you.” Ethan runs you a shower, happily joining in the small space to help you clean off. To be honest, his biggest kink is you. Taking care of you, worshipping and praising you. That’s what he thrives on. There isn’t a single ounce of Ethan that judges any single desire you might have. And he can’t wait to spend the rest of his life discovering what else you have to offer.