— Sharing the Bed , Ethan (Plentyxd)
summary: Eddie booked the wrong number of rooms so you volunteer to share with Ethan. After you both can’t sleep and have a small talk, things get heated.
warnings: protected p in v, wrap it before you tap it, sub! Ethan, eating out, cursing, Eddie being ur number one supporter, kissing, hair pulling, praise, ok I think that’s it
word count: 2.3k
a/n: omg this took forever, i’m so sorry!! lowkey haven’t been motivated and I have 12 requests… i’ll try to get onto that! thanks for the support <3
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A gasp erupted through the empty airbnb as heavy footsteps came rushing down the carpet stairs.
"Eddie, why the fuck is there only four rooms? We're supposed to have five!" Ethan panics and glances over at you putting your suitcase down.
Ethan huffs and runs over to grab one of your duffel bags. You try to stop him, but it's no use. He always wanted to help you.
"Chill," Eddie laughs softly and looks around the spacious airbnb and the pool outside, taking it all in. Jacob and Max were already playing pool at the pool table, their bags discarded on the floor next to them.
"They must've given us the wrong rental or something," Eddie shrugs, avoiding eye contact with the both of you. Eddie's voice got higher and his face flushed a shade of red. You cross your arms, knowing something is up with him.
You glance over at Ethan and he's already staring at you with that smile on his face. You both know he's probably lying, but you let it slide.
"Fine, i'll share with Ethan so you don't have to wake up with drool on you at five in the morning." You laugh and start to head upstairs with your bags, Ethan following you like a lost puppy.
"Hey, not my fault I can't control that shit." His voice cracks, your pure presence making him nervous.
It was now nighttime, the moon illuminating the small guest bedroom with a tiny bathroom. You had all changed into your pajama's and were getting ready for bed, excited for the trip to Disney World tomorrow.
"Don't have too much fun– ow!" Eddie laughs, wincing as Ethan hits his arm. Eddie hands Ethan a condom with a smug smile and Ethan blushes, glancing over at you in the bathroom. His brain started stuttering.
"Where did you even get this shit, Eddie? Fu–fuck off," Ethan shuts the door with a sigh, trying to calm his heart down from beating out of his chest. He was alone with his crush of months. He puts the condom in the pocket of his pajama pants with a sigh, running a hand through his brown curls.
You're brushing your teeth and leaning on the sink, looking back at a flushed Ethan by the door. You smile and continue brushing until you feel Ethan reach to grab his Luffy toothbrush next to you.
You shake your head at his One Piece themed item and grin to yourself at his goofiness. It was just so him.
You both were fighting for the sink space, bumping shoulders as you're smiling from ear to ear, staring at each other through the mirror. The intimacy of it all made your mind fill up with images of you and Ethan living together, brushing your teeth at night after a long day.
He even holds your hair back as you spit out the toothpaste.
You both finish washing up and sit beside Ethan in the soft bed, trying to calm your mind down.
Ethan was a mess.
He was trying so hard to be cool but he couldn't help but be excited that he was alone with you without Eddie's comments or Max's teasing.
Ethan reaches over to turn the lamp off, darkness filling the room. You lay down and pull the covers over you both as your shoulders bump each other.
"Sorry–" He apologizes with a chuckle and he rubs his eyes, taking his glasses off and setting them on the side table.
"It's fine," You laugh with him and glance over at him, "Night, Ethan." Your voice softens as your eyes trail over his face, taking in his small freckles and details on him.
"Yeah– mhm, night." Ethan stutters and opens his mouth to say something but ends up not talking.
It's been thirty minutes and you can't sleep for the life of you. One minute you'd be too hot, or too cold, or your side hurt.
You've been staring at the ceiling, Ethan's shoulder brushing you every few minutes as he flips back and forth.
"Are you up?" You murmur, turning your head to look at Ethan. He immediately looks back at you and you can tell he's blushing even though it's pitch black inside the room.
"Mhm, my mind just won't turn off." He hums and grabs his glasses off the table, turning the lamp back on.
"Yeah," You agree and sit up against the wooden headboard, Ethan joining you and your arms touch, but you both don't move away.
"Do you think Eddie did this on purpose? The whole.. rooms thing?" You ask and glance over at him.
"Oh, absolutely." You both burst into fits of laughter and you nudge his arm. Your eyes meet his and you're both silent. The tension was thick and obvious– months of hiding that you like the other coming to the surface.
His brown eyes examine your face, your eyes, your lips. Your breath hitches, "Ethan.." Your voice barely audible.
He fucking whimpers.
He's just staring at you with those puppy dog eyes, his hands clutching the sheets to try and ground himself. It doesn't help when your hand slips into his hair and his eyes close for a minute as he gulps.
He can't believe this is fucking real. You playing with his curls as he just sits there, melting into your touch.
"Ethan.." You repeat his name a little louder.
"Can't believe this is actually happening," He blurts out as his eyes trail back down to your lips. You smile at how much you're affecting him, just by placing a hand in his hair.
You take the hint and lean closer to the man, giving him time to pull back. Your face was red at this point. Ethan scoots closer to you as his eyes flutter shut, his lips just barely brushing yours before kissing you softly.
At first it was a gentle kiss, your hand tightening in his hair at the nape of his neck, but you both need more. You both were so desperate.
Your arms wrap around his shoulders as you tilt your head to kiss him deeper. His rounded glasses bump slightly against your skin as Ethan just whines. He seems to like to do that a lot.
His warm and soft hand meets your cheek, his thumb rubbing back and forth. He starts to move to hover over you and you let him as you lean back against the fluffy pillows.
He doesn't break the kiss as he now has one arm on either side of you, slotting a leg between your thighs.
"Is– is this okay? I didn't even.. didn't even know you liked me like that until now," He stutters, out of breath from kissing you. His lips were red and the slightest bit swollen.
"Even with the whole group teasing us?" You tease him with a smile and gulp as you buck your hips against his leg just barely.
"I'm a dumbass." He whimpers out, just the feeling of you using his leg like that makes the tent in his pants grow even larger.
Before you know it, Ethan is between your legs and eating you out like he's been starved for months.
You try to keep quiet and place a hand over your mouth to cover the moans he was pulling out of you, but he grabs your hand and pulls it away.
"Ethan– they're, gonna fuckin' hear," You say, breathless from his mouth on you, his arms placing your legs over his shoulders so you couldn't squirm away.
Oh, fuck.
Your hand is in his hair, just tugging and pulling, and when you do, he whimpers like he's the one being pleasured. You also don't miss how he's bucking his hips against the bed.
His glasses were fogging up from the heat, his tongue hitting every spot he could and then grazing just over your clit.
You lost it.
And suddenly it didn't matter who else was in the house.
Ethan's gaze never leaves you as you squirm around from the pleasure, his arms tightening his grip on your thighs so you couldn't go anywhere.
His tongue was relentless on your pussy, licking at every spot that made you moan out his name. He pulls himself closer to you, if that's even possible, and you look down at Ethan's face.
His eyes were glazed over and teary, like he was lost in you. His hair was going every way it could, most likely your fault from your hands gripping his brown locks tightly. Ethan enjoyed it though.
"Ethan– gonna come soon, fuck," You breathe out as your head falls back against the soft pillows.
"I wanna see you, please, please–" Ethan begs, his mouth leaving your wetness for a moment to speak as a trail of spit still connects him.
You do as he says as your face heats up, your breathing getting faster. You start to squirm more but Ethan doesn't let up. In fact, he goes even quicker, holding you tightly against him.
You come a second later, your grip in his hair tightening as your nails scratch against his scalp. Your moans blend together with his as your back arches from the pleasure. You were seeing stars.
You come down from your high and find Ethan resting his head on your thigh, your wetness smeared all over his chin.
"Was that good? Did I– did I do okay?" Ethan asks and hovers over you once again so you're face to face.
"Fuck yeah," You say, your voice raspy from all the moaning you did. Ethan's face turns even more red and he hides in the crook of your neck with a smile.
You chuckle and place a hand in his hair to pull him back up, "Don't hide, Eth. You did so good for me," You say, testing your theory of if he likes praise or not.
He whimpers.
Mission accomplished.
"Yeah? Do you like when I praise you?" You ask with a smile, your lips just inches away.
You can feel his hardness against your leg and your hands trail down to the waistband of his pajama pants, but you feel something in the pocket.
"What's this?" You ask with a smirk and he tries to protest but you pull it out. It was a condom.
"Oh my god, did you plan this?" You say in-between giggles. Ethan's brain was lagging and his cheeks turn pink.
"N– no! No! Fuckin' Eddie was– was talking to me and then just gave me this. He's an actual idiot," He explains and shakes his head.
"Well, I guess it came in handy this time." You shrug and open the wrapper. Ethan can't believe this is fucking real.
"Y– yeah?" He stutters and gulps, his adam's apple bobbing. His hands reach to pull his pants and boxers off as you open the condom.
"Mhm. If that's okay with you..?" You ask and Ethan's hands go to your hips, then down to your thighs to open you up more.
"I've wanted this for so long, of course it's okay," He admits and leans down to kiss you softly, you tasting yourself on his tongue.
You put the condom on him and he just sits there, trying to keep his moans in. He was leaking, a lot.
"You're so cute," You compliment him as your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer until you feel him about to enter you.
He slowly thrusts inside you, you both letting out moans as his grip tightens on your hips.
"O– Oh, shit," Ethan breathes out, moving into you until he's fully inside. Ethan was losing it. He was buried to the hilt, your warm wet walls around him fluttering every time he moved.
“M’ not gonna fuckin’ last long–“ His breath quickens and he starts to thrust at a good pace after you tell him to move, moans spilling from both of your throats. You couldn’t keep it in any longer, no longer caring who heard.
“S’ okay, i’m not gonna– oh! Either–“ You curse out as he hits that certain gummy spot inside you and your back arches.
Ethan’s pace quickens and he lets out whimpers, his head falling in the crook of your neck. Even though he was on top, he was still so submissive.
“No, wanna see you, baby,” You mutter between moans, one of your hands grabbing his hair and pulling him up to face you.
His eyes were tearing up, his pretty lips were swollen and open while spilling out moans. He gulps as his face turns red, speeding up even more.
Him constantly hitting that spot inside you and listening to his whimpers sent you over the edge, you still being sensitive from him eating you out.
Your hands tighten in his hair as you throb around his cock, his soft hand reaching down to rub your clit.
Your back arches even further, if that’s possible, and you let out a loud moan of his name and that’s when he comes.
You’re both coming with loud sounds as your come starts spilling out of you. Ethan’s eyes roll back as he collapses on top of you with his head in the crook of your neck again. This time you don’t stop him.
The warmth of him made you giggle as you come down from your second orgasm of the night. Your arms wrap around him as he whimpers into your neck. He was still inside you.
“Did so fuckin’ good, jeez,” You breathe out as your head lies back against the pillows, your body sore.
“Hey, keep it the fuck down! We’re happy you two finally got together but don’t let us all hear, damn,” Eddie knocks on the door and you can tell he’s smiling.
Ethan’s head turns towards the closed door, “Shut the hell up! Go away!” He yells at him and you can hear Eddie go to his room, shutting the door.
You both laugh and you pull him in for a soft kiss, you both smiling against one another. You then pull back, planting kisses all over his face and under his jaw.
“Wanna– wanna go again?” Ethan shaky voice asks, you smirking at him.
“Why the hell not?”
