When Shy! Y/n rides gray she unconsciously puts the sheets around her body engulfing the both of them and he finds it so sexy when it they both get all hot and flustered. Loving how red her cheeks get and how sweaty they start to feel and how wetter she feels.
the air gets so hot and humid, making your bodies feel so much closer as your skin gets more sticky. fuck, he loves it and so do you.
your heated cheeks always reminded him of when you’d blush at his compliments, or whenever he’d whisper dirty things in your ear for the sole purpose of watching your face redden as your eyes go wide.
“you look so cute, baby”, he said earlier today. you invited him over for your parent’s garden party and you smiled so hard when you saw him. he found you so adorable and it turned him on so much. “i know for a fact that you taste just as good as you look. i can’t wait to see what’s under that pretty little skirt.” and he kept his smile, fiddling with the hem of your skirt.
so after you took him upstairs to your room, he made you cum a few times with his tongue and all you wanted to do was ride him for as long as you could. your breathing was laboured and oh god did it feel good to have him inside you. your skin was damp from the stickyness of the air and the sheets wrapped around the both of you.
you were so fucking wet, he could feel your juices just dripping down to the base of his dick. the way he gripped your ass made you lunge forward and he took the opportunity to kiss you nice and slowly. the way his tongue moved against yours made you hum as you stopped your movements to pay attention to make out with him.
after a while you almost bit down on his lip at his sudden hard thrusts up into you, going so hard that it shook your whole body. one hand was placed on the small of you back and the other was on your neck to keep your mouth on his.
“so fucking hot. you’re going to cum right here on my cock.” he muttered. “then you’re going to go back out there with your pretty dress on and pretend that i didn’t just fuck the shit out of you. okay?”
you’d moan and squeal and shriek into him as his lips still hovered over yours, hot breaths mixing. each thrust he’d make makes you that much closer to the edge. he was ramming inside of you, so fucking deep as he kept you close while you sat on top of him.
“grayson!”
he cupped your face in his hands and just watched your lips part, opening your mouth wider and wider to the feeling which was building up in your stomach.
“you gonna cum for me?” he started to slip his cock out until only the tip was inside then plunged back into you in one hard delicious thrust.
“yes! fuck y-es.”
