You think i don’t love you? G.D Smut
Warnings: Swearing, Smut.
Requested! Hope you enjoy
It was Friday night, which coincidentally was Grayson and I’s first year anniversary. I took my time to get ready, as it was a special night. I mean he’s stayed with me for a whole year! And honestly it’s been the best year of my life, we’ve gotten along perfectly, not one disagreement, or anything of that sort. And the good thing was the fans loved me too! Considering I lucked out in that department, as the last girlfriend he had got completely emotionally mauled by them. But you could say the both of you guys were meant to be, true love if you will. You never believed in anything like that, even in the slightest until the hazel eye boy came along and swept you off of your feet. Well literally and figuratively, as the first time you met him, you were at the beach, and he was doing backflips off of a building, which you didn’t see. Causing him to land on you, knocking you over., and of course him feeling guilty about the situation asked you to dinner to apologize, and the rest is history. Of course you were a little mad at first, well really mad I mean someone did do a backflip on top of you. But as soon as you saw him, you knew he was the one for you. Something about him, well everything about him. Maybe it was his eyes, or his laugh, or possibly his perfectly neat but somehow messy at the same time hair, which he swore looked bad when it was like that, but you thought it was perfect, well he was perfect. But your so called “Perfect” boyfriend, was nowhere to be seen. Even though, he was the one who made the dinner plans, he was the one who decided the time, he was just the fucking one who planned it. And now he’s an hour fucking late for dinner, I was sat here alone, in a fancy Italian restaurant, in a fancy dress. Looking like a fancy idiot who got stood up. I mean I was pissed, ok pissed was an understatement, maybe furious. “Why not call him?” You ask? I have trust me, 15 times, and god knows how many texts. I couldn’t even get ahold of Ethan. So by that he probably stood me up for something to do with YouTube, maybe some friends, possibly even a party. But whatever it was. I hope it was worth it to him. As I wrapped up my meal, that I had eaten alone. Figuring that I shouldn’t let the reservations go to waste and just eat some good ass food Grayson missed out on. I mean I wanted to share this with him, to celebrate, well us. Us doing so well, Us being in love, just Him and I. Alone, no screaming girls, no flashing cameras. Just us. Well that would’ve been the dream, Huh? It really fucking would have. As you paid for your meal, and called up an uber. You decided to call Grayson one last time, he saving grace if you will. So he could explain himself, and you could crawl back into his arms, and cuddle the night away. But to your shock, once again. The .Boy. Didn’t . Answer. As your uber arrived as you sulked on the bench, you finally got the call. The call you’ve tried to reach the entire night. All you wanted to do was answer and let him explain himself. But you didn’t. You simply put your phone in your bag, and entered the car. The silent car ride, coming to an end after 35 minutes of angered thoughts. You arrived, at the house. The house you and Grayson shared. The happy memories entered your mind. Honestly wondering if he even loved you any more. I mean he did. But did this even show you he loved you? No, no it didn’t. It showed you were at his bottom priorities. As you exited the car, paying the driver. You walked slowly down the gravel pathway that led to the house you shared. Remembering everything and anything adorable he’s done in the very pathway. Such as your first official date, he thought that the apologetic dinner wasn’t enough of a first date. So he decided to surprise you by well, a sidewalk dinner he cooked all by himself. You had to admit he made a mean speego. “Y/n get out of your thoughts remember what he did tonight he blew you off” you silently thought to yourself as you reached the door, unlocking it. As you opened the door, hoping Gray would be there waiting for you so he could grovel and plead for forgiveness, he wasn’t. Not a trace of him. Ultimately angry, you decided a bath was well deserved. Entering the bathroom, turning on a few candles, throwing in a bath bomb and preparing for ultimate ,relaxation. Which could work in Grayson’s favor as he might not get as much wrath as expected. Hah who am I kidding. I’m still mad this is just a nice distraction. As I enjoyed my bath for around 30 minutes I decided it was time to go to sleep. Tired of waiting around for Gray. Exiting the tub, drying off and beginning my night routine. It was now, finally time to end this shit day. Heading to bed, you firstly decided to check your phone. Nothing, all you’ve gotten is one missed call. What an asshole Jesus Christ. Soon laying down, to hopefully drift off into a peaceful slumber, well as peaceful as you could do. The word currently wasn’t even in my vocabulary if I’m being honest. We all know I was going to cry myself to sleep. After around 3 hours of being asleep, I’m awoken by a slam of the door, and the lights being turned on. Honestly upset to see Grayson, I mean who wouldn’t being stood up, by what they presumed to be the love of their life. “Y/n wake up, I’m sorry, I promise! I just got caught up in some work with Ethan.” He spoke softly. Waking me up to those soft spoken words, usually could have made me melt. Not tonight Grayson Dolan, not tonight. “Grayson what do you mean work? It was our anniversary!” You yelled as you sat up, looking at the tall boy in front of you. “What do you mean? It’s my job you know it comes first. Fans come first y/n.” He said as he mimicked your loud tone. “Grayson what do you mean, do I not even matter to you, what happened did you fucking fall out of love with me. Did you even love me in the first place?” I yelled out once more instantly regretting letting my deep thoughts arising. I looked at him, waiting for an answer. “You think I don’t love you?” he replied with a hurt expression written all over his features. All of the sudden I’m pushed against the bed behind us. Him instantly removing my top, and bra in one swift motion. Attacking my neck in sloppy, hard kisses. That were sure to leave dark maroon marks in the morning to follow. As he continued on, causing me to moan ever so slightly, surprisingly causing him to let out a very slight one as well, from the pleasure he was inflicting on me. He kneeled down to the place I needed him most. Taking my panties off in a swift motion he went at it. Slowly tracing abc’s with his tongue. Maximizing any and all pleasure possible. As he continued on, moaning ever so slightly enjoying the effect he had on me. As I was a moaning mess. Just as I was reaching my breaking point. He towered above me, taking his boxers and sweats off in a swift motion. Anticipating for the pleasure. He slowly leaned down and softly whispered, “You don’t think I fucking love you? You think I don’t fucking love you y/n? Well know I fucking do and your fixing to see how much baby.” He growled into my ear as he slowly pushed in. Going slow at first letting me adjust to his size, making me call out his name instantly. “Do you still think I’m not totally in love with you y/n.” He moaned out as he thrusted in harder, which I thought was impossible. “Answer me y/n” he said, continuing to go harder and harder which each thrust, driving me insane. “Yes Grayson, I believe you!” I yelled out as he hit the right spot repeatedly. “Scream for me baby, show everyone how much you love me!” He groaned out into the crook of my neck. As soon as he said that, I lost it. Screaming his name over and over again as I neared my climax. “Come for me baby, I’m close too” He said as he kissed your lips sweetly. Soon climaxing, him following short after. His thrusts became sloppy as he soon pulled out after riding your highs out. “Hey I’m sorry about tonight, did that help. Even a little bit.” He said as he cuddled into your neck. “Yes it did, I love you. You are gonna have to make up for it tomorrow though.” You said placing your hand on his chest. “Hey y/n?” He asked. “Hmm?” You hummed in response.“you know that you mean more to me than my job, or anything for that matter right.” He stated seriously staring at me. “I know, I’m sorry about saying that.” I replied. Both exhausted, you fell asleep, tangled in each other. Not ever wanting to leave the blissful state you were in.
Ok so this was my first smut, ever! So i hope it wasn’t too cringe worthy!
Requests, and ships open.♥️