I sent an ask in ages ago about Ethan making a joke that Gray spanks his gf too hard and then Gray starts to feel bad because he actually thinks that he hurt her so he starts being a little distant and doesn’t touch her as much so she has to practically beg him to be rough with her because she likes it. Could you still write this? No worries if it’s too much pressure I know you have stuff going on with work and things
sorry babes it mustn’t have come through!
“Bro come on, you gotta admit you can be a little heavy handed,” Ethan laughed as he watched his brother cook from the kitchen counter, leaning forward slightly on his elbows.
Ethan doesn’t know how he and his brother got on this topic, that usually happens with them, but none the less here they were. It all started with Grayson slamming cabinet doors a little too loud, the sound of the wood smacking closed still ringing in Ethans ears.
“No I’m not, think you’re just fucking making shit up.” Grayson shook his head,
“Dude, can hear you when you and [y/n] are together, the whole fucking house can hear it when your smacking her ass. Or at least I’m thinking it’s her ass,” Ethan paused
Grayson froze and stared towards his brother. Were you and Grayson went having sex, no. Not at all. You were kind of a screamer and Grayson loved that. He’d make sure to make you scream and moan for him as loud as you could - he got off on it. But you both also liked it a little rough, sometimes resulting in Grayson spanking your ass till it turned red. It made you drip for him and time he would bend you over his knees.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Grayson flared down towards his slightly older brother.
“I’m saying you might be smacking your girlfriend a little too hard, the proof is in the sounds coming from your room and how heavy handed you are, bro”
That thought didn’t leave Graysons mind for the rest of the day, week and month. The thought of him hurting you filled his stomach with guilt. You would’ve told him right? If he was hurting you? Grayson was so into his own head that as weeks passed you get him pulling away from you. He barely would touch you, and if he did it was so soft you were almost sure he never actually touched you.
You frowned and thought it was maybe something you did? That he was upset or having second thoughts about the two of you. But for a moment you thought you were all just in your own head. Grayson was hovering over you and kissing along your neck and chest, softly caressing your skin as the two of you undressed each other. You were craving him so badly that you felt like you were bursting out of your own skin.
You wanted it rough. You wanted Grayson to be dominating, you needed to few owners and worshipped. But that wasn’t happening. He was being gentle and that’s not what you needed right now.
“Oh my god, Grayson stop!” You sighed heavily and pulled away, placing a firm hand on his chest. He looked down towards you with a worried gaze.
“What? What’s wrong?” His mind reached with fear as he thought that was being too rough. He had been trying to control himself more ever since Ethan had made a comment about how he might’ve been with you.
“Nothing…no…j-just…” you groaned “I need you to fuck me…you’re being tooo…”
Grayson frowned “too what?”
“Too gentle! I don’t want gentle right now baby.” You caressed his cheeks so he was staring down at you “I need you to be rough with me, please. I need my daddy to fuck me,” you whimpered wantonly at the end,
Grayson pulled back and sat back on his knees, you could see his thought racing through his mind as he knelt before you.
“Ok…what the hell is going on with you? You’ve been weird and distant lately…d-did I do something wrong?”
He snapped his head towards you and frantically began shaking his head “No, no no. You didn’t do anything wrong baby…fuck, it’s me! It’s me. I’m just in my head.”
Grayson hesitated before answering “Ethan made a comment about us, well more so me, a few weeks ago and it’s been messing with my head” you gave him a look that silently asked him to explain “He said that im too rough and heavy handed with you, that he can hear how…rough I am with you sometimes.”
You brows drew together tightly in confusion, before it dawned down on you. You laughed softly and smiled.
“Gray, babe, did you ever think to ask me how I felt about it?”
You crawled towards him, before him on your hands and knees “Because if you did…I’d tell you that I love it.” You looked at him through your lashes, voice thick and heavy “That I love it when your rough with me, spanking me, leaving marks all on my skin. It’s like your showing me and everyone else that I’m only yours,”
Grayson groaned and fet his cock twitch against your hand as you palmed him through his briefs.
“And I know you love it too,”
You bent down and kiss along his lower stomach, his abs clenching slightly beneath the skin. His breath was becoming heavier and shorter.
“Fuck me, daddy…and I mean really fuck me…don’t hold back,”
He looked down towards you and you could visibly see the shift in him. Grayson reached down and fisted your hair tightly and pulled you up towards him, claiming your mouth in a heated kiss. You moaned against him and moved your hands along your chest. Grayson gave you exactly what you needed, what you craved, and you loved every second of it.