𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 | 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜
𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔢, 𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔰𝔬𝔡𝔢 𝔰𝔦𝔵𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫
If Grayson ever dyes his hair blonde again I would combust
Summary: lazy days with your cuddly boyfriend grayson dolan
Warnings: pure fluff
Word Count: 1309
You loved lazy days. For you, they were the best kinds of day you could ever have. Mostly because you got to spend the day in bed with your dorky boyfriend, Grayson, who sometimes decided to curl under the bed sheets for the rest of the day. And only with that planned for the afternoon, you were happy.
Cuddling with him was something that you started to need instead of want, not that you didn’t, but it was now a must. Sleeping without his arms around you became uncomfortable, being that his warmth and his heartbeat could lull you to sleep. You called him you big-teddy-thic-bear, which he would blush and laugh every time you called him that. Sometimes those days turned on day-long talks about life, about the future, about dreams, about everything. Both of you could talk to each other for hours and never get tired of it.
Rainy-Sunday’s were your favorites; because it meant lazy day. So you weren’t surprised that, when you woke up and looked at the clock on the night table that showed the late afternoon hour, the muscular arms of Grayson were still around you and pulling your back against his hard chest. His breath was hitting the back of your neck, and you could feel the softness of his lips brushing your delicate skin. Smiling to yourself at the beautiful moment, your fingers started to caress his forearms that were against your belly, the roughness of his skin and arm hair scratching your fingertips.
The sound of the rain was like a lullaby outside, with the wind hitting the room’s window and making a little whistle when it soothed. Your fingers kept dancing on your boyfriend’s forearms even when you were looking at the grey colour that tainted the sky. The warmth that your body was involved in was contrasting so much to the chilly temperature the room had. The first couple of days in December started being like this, and as you loved cold temperatures and also had a boyfriend who always radiated warmth, you loved the season. Using sweatpants, hoodies that belonged to Grayson, and fuzzy socks; the best outfit you could ever have.
One of Grayson’s leg jerked forward on his sleep, and then slowly moved in between yours, dragging his body closer to you. You tangled your fingers with his, and slowly, pulled the back of his hand to your lips, leaving a soft kiss on his skin.
Taking you by surprise, a kiss was left on the back of your neck, making you giggle.
“I thought you were asleep” You mumbled, now caressing the back of his hand with your thumb.
“If you keep doing what you were doing before, maybe I will fall back to sleep” He whispered back groggily, his morning voice clearly present. You could feel him inhaling the smell of your skin and hair, which apparently was pleasant for him. “I just woke up and feel like I can’t move.”
You giggled again.
“Then don’t, baby, let’s stay like this for a while”
His chest vibrated as he chuckled, and before you know, he turned your body until your back hit the bed, so he could put his body over yours, trying not to crush you, but resting his head on your collarbones. Your legs were hugging his waist and his arms were under your body, the heat of his hands under his hoodie that you were wearing. If it wasn’t because you were used to this, the touch of his hand against your lower back would have sent shivers down your spine. Giggling, you rested on of your hands on the back of his head, playing with his hair and the other on his naked back, caressing his skin with your nails.
He moaned at the affection, and tilted his head until he gave you a soft kiss under your jaw.
“I love you so much, baby girl” he said, closing his eyes and resting his head against your collarbone again. You sighed and smiled, pulling the sheets over both of your bodies, and hugging his waist tighter against your hips.
“And I love you too, cuddly-boy”
He chuckled again.
“Oh, shut up”
Smirking, you kept tracing figures on his back, also feeling his body relax and fall against your own. He tried not to crush you, and somehow he was supporting his weight. But as soon as he fell asleep again, his body fell slowly against yours. He wasn’t crushing you, even though he was pretty heavy, but feeling his heart beat so fast in his chest was enough to ignore any ache his weight made on you. It was beautiful.
His little snores were heard even with the loud rain outside. You were surprised his twin didn’t barge through the door, asking why his brother wasn’t up yet. But probably he was with his girl too on his room, and at the thought of the other stupid guy being happy, you smiled. He deserved the happiness he gave.
Minutes passed by, and you were still caressing your boyfriend’s back. At some point you had your own movement, eight figures on his back and the other hands massaging his sculp. Your eyes closed, with your hearing concentrated on his heartbeat, and your body engulfed in pure warmth and affection. You felt like home, he was your home after all.
Your eyes opened and fell on Grayson’s face as he kept on sleeping. You looked lovingly at him, feeling your heart beat faster with joy and pure adoration. You were completely in love with him, you knew that the moment the goof tripped on your feet two years ago and decided to be smooth, smiling at you and trying to impress you with a pick up line. Only he could get a girl with that, and it was you.
You admired the way his eyelashes fell on his cheeks, how his nose was adorably placed against the material of the hoodie. His soft lips, parted and moving slightly because of his dream. The way his eyebrows where relaxed, and how some strands of hair fell against not only you but against his forehead, all messily but still adorable. He was beautiful, so breathtaking. Not only because of his looks, but mostly because of his heart, mind and soul. You were head over heels for this dork, he had you completely around his little finger.
And you were so happy with that.
Wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling your body a little bit more under his, you let his face rest against the crook of your neck. He groaned in your ear after the slight movement, but hugged you tighter. You kissed his cheek softly, still playing with his hair, and smiled.
“You really have no idea how much I love you, Gray, you really don’t” you whispered so silently, even you couldn’t hear yourself properly. Kissing his jaw, you felt his body move against yours again.
“Aren’t you a sweetheart that doesn’t let me sleep” he grunted with sarcasm, but you could feel his smile against your neck.
“I let you sleep for an hour, you lazy ass.”
He kissed his way to your lips, from you neck, to your jaw, then to your cheek until he was over your lips. He smirked at you sleepily, and gave you a little peck that made you smile.
“And meanwhile, confessing your love for me” you blushed instantly, and he laughed, kissing you again, a little bit more intense than the other one. You closed your eyes, the softness of his lips against your own making you smile in the middle of the kiss, which made him smile too.
Pulling away, he looked directly at your eyes.
“Don’t be shy, baby girl; I’ve done it too so many times”
hey bubs can you pls do a smut about gray with a breeding kink? thanks <3
“so wet for me, huh mama,” grayson mumbled agasint your swollen nipple, eagerly sucking on the sensitive skin around it. “maybe i should make you a mama, fuck a baby into you hmm?” grayon’s voice was low and hot and the question made your walls clench around him tightly.
when grayson sat up to get a better look at your face full of pleasure, his cock mere centimetres away from your pussy and throbbing at his touch, you spread your legs further apart for him without hesitation. he slapped his length agasint your pussy and shuddered at the sensation, giving himself a few short strokes.
“be a good girl for me and take my big fat cock.”
you nod, whining desperately, and he guides your legs up and back, opening you up for him. the tip sinks in easily, and he plunges the rest of his length in with a loud, choked groan.
“gray, feels… ah, feels so good.” your muscles spasm wildly as he fucks you fast and hard, heavy balls slapping against you with every thrust. “fuck, f-fuck gray, so good,” no longer able to form coherent sentences, you squeeze your eyes shut, clenching around him as he groans.
“just like that, that’s my good girl, take it all.” strong hands hold your legs in place as he thrusts into you roughly. “yeah, you like this? you like it rough? god, you’re so fucking tight.”
grayson fucks into you at a rapid pace, the sound of his balls slapping agasint the curves of your arse, could be heard in amongst your whimpers and moans.
“gonna empty myself inside you, mama. gonna put a baby right here,” he grunts, fingers pressing into your stomach between your bodies to emphasise his promise.
“tell me what you want,” grayson leans down and moans deeply in your ear. his warm breathe hot and steamy agasint your skin, enough to cause goosebumps to litter you entirely.
“w-want you to breed me daddy. i-inside please cum inside.” your breath is hitching and you can’t seem to be quiet. “need your cum inside so bad. w-want to feel it for days! p-please breed me!”
“s-so good baby. you did so well for me angel.” grayson tells you, kissing your cheek without pulling out.
within seconds, his milky white finish is leaking out of you, even with his cock tucked inside. seungmin grins as he fucks back into you, ignoring the overstimulation on his cock, one hand rubbing your clit and the other gently kneading your tits, pinching your nipples harshly between his capsuled fingers.
you squeeze your eyes tight as a tingling feeling spreads throughout your body, your legs shaking against his and black spots forming in your vision. all you can feel is grayson’s gentle hands all over your body, his soft words against your ear, his delicate kisses against your eyes and lips, his hot cum leaking out of you.
*sigh* it’s raining
FIRST SLEEPOVER WITH GRAY!! i think the first time you’re sleeping over at your bf/gf’s house it can be so awkward 😭
grayson was far too preoccupied with watching the subtle movements of your chest rising and falling with every breath, your head that was resting on his chest and you hand that was clutching tightly onto the hem of his grey t-shirt that helped to define his muscles. your pinky finger tickling the exposed skin above the waistband of his sweatpants making his heart flutter at the contact, resulting in grayson failing to realise it was baring on 1am and you were still yet to make the journey home.
he shifted to a more comfortable position for both himself and you, smiling contently at the way your tired body naturally followed his movements and curled closer to him. he kissed your hair as he gripped the laptop which was placed on his lap to prevent it from falling as he shifted a bit to allow you more space to cuddle into him without causing yourself any strain.
feeling Grayson fidget beneath you, so accustomed to his every move, your eyes flutter open. his hazel ethereal orbs being the first thing you see as you inhale the musky scent of him, not releasing you had dozed off half way through your planned movie night, you immediately start to apologise.
“gray what time is it? m’sorry, didn’t mean to fall asleep.”
baby don’t apologise,” grayson pushes your hair behind your ear to sooth you, kissing the tip of your nose followed after by a heartfelt chuckle as he found it so endearing seeing you so flustered. feeling like you had already overstayed your welcome. “it’s just gone 1.”
oh shit!,” you yawned. you should have started to head home, yet you no made sudden movements to gather your things, instead snuggling further into his chest and lacing your fingers with his. his breath quickened and you could hear his heart thumping in his chest.
“it’s late, you should stay the night.” grayson blurted out as he looked down at your intertwined fingers, “i-i mean only if you want to. whatever you feel comfortable with.“ he looked down at you with a nervous smile, his thumb grazing the back of your hand as he spoke cautiously, worried he may have overstepped a boundary so early on in your relationship.
he sat up abruptly. his eyes filled with panic as you stuttered out a response, nervousness surged through you as his words settled in.
“oh erm-” you so desperately wanted to scream yes and fall sleep in his arms like you had envisioned since the day you met him. but instead you play it call. “sure, if that’s ok with you?”
grayson presents you with an adorable giggle as his heart burst out of his chest knowing you were going to spend the night. you were going to be the last thing he saw before he went to bed and the first thing he saw when he woke up. his dream.
“oh course baby, i’d love nothing more.”
“i erm, i don’t have anything to sleep in.”
he graces your lips with a kiss, kissing away your worries before reaching for your hand and leading you down to his room. a sense of comfort washing over you as you were met with the warm nature and decorative interior that screamed grayson.
you stood awkwardly at the end of his bed as you watched him rumble through his wardrobe, his back muscles flexing as he found the perfect shirt for you to sleep in. only happening to offer you the same exact shirt he wore the first time you went to the beach together, a shirt that held happy memories and helping to ease your nerves about spending your first night together.
you smiled and headed into his en-suite to change into the more comfortable attire, not feeling confident enough to change in front of grayson just yet and he respected. immediately after slipping the oversized tshirt over your head and fixing your messy bun, your nostrils are met with his intoxicating scent. when you exit, grayson is already undressed fumbling around with the cushions on his bed making sure everything he perfect.
he kept rearranging the blankets, mumbling curse words under his breath as he flicked off some left over crumbs from his breakfast. flustered, nervous and embarrassed, he’s pulled back to reality by your soft giggles.
“i-erm i normally sleep this side, but erm- you can sleep on whatever side you want. take your pick, baby.” grayson’s words appeared jumbled as he ￼rambled on due to his nerves.
you climb into bed on the left side of the bed, knowing it wasn’t grayson’s preferred side and therefore you wouldn’t be throwing him out of routine. you were a guest in his home after all. you make yourself comfortable, patting the spot beside you and waiting patiently with the blanket thrown back for grayson to crawl into bed next to you. already missing the feeling of your body ontop of his.
grayson paused for a moment to admire you. to memorise the image of you in his bed, wearing his shirt. it felt so natural.
he smiled as he pulled you down beside him. his arms wrapping around your waist, his face nuzzling in the crook of your neck. you pushed your leg in between his, your cold feet touching his warm ones. you wrapped your arms around his warm body and got yourself settled.
“how are you always so warm?” you mumbled, half of your words were muffled against his shirt as you rested on his chest.
he laughed lightly in response before kissing your forehead and you smiled. his hands gripped your waist, his love for you was oozing out of his heart. he couldn’t get enough of your smile or having you in his arms. and now in his bed.
“goodnight baby, love you.”
kissing the skin over grayson’s heart, you snuggle further into him with a content sigh. smiling softly as the sound of grayson’s heart beat worked to lull you to sleep, in addition to the feeling of his fingers trancing up and down you spine.
“mm love you so much.”
Title: Winchester Cuddles
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 3,652
Warnings: Minimal Angst, Mentions of a Bad Hunt, Migraine, Vomiting, Lots of Fluff, Hidden Relationship, Implications of Past and Future Smut, Lots More Fluff, Comfort!Fic
Summary: After a bad rougarou hunt, you and the Winchester’s are driving back to the bunker for some much needed rest. On the way, a wicked migraine hits you, leaving your best friend and hidden boyfriend to take care of you.
A/N: A migraine comfort fic! This is definitely one of my favourites! I hope y’all enjoy it too! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated, and I’d love to hear your thoughts! Happy reading!!
The sound of the impala roared down the highway. The road was soaked from the rainstorm that was still tinkering through. It was just after one in the morning and Dean was determined to get the three of you home to the bunker before two. He was going a little over the speed limit, which was normal for him.
The three of you just finished up a crappy hunt. It was a rougarou hunt, and typically those were a bitch when they turned. You thought you had more time when you clearly didn’t and the husband turned his wife into a snack. The scene was one of the worst you had seen in all your years of hunting. Dean managed to take him out, but not without a fight. Sam had gotten pretty hurt after being thrown into a glass table, and needed a few stitches. He was now lying in the backseat, trying to get a bit of rest. You sat up front with Dean, trying not to let the scene get to you. The start of what was probably going to be a nasty migraine was thumping against your skull.
dean + the anxious hand tapping thing he does
[Caption: Two gifs of Dean are shown. The first gif shows Cas seated at a table in the background while Dean taps his hand on the table before telling Cas that he can’t stay at the bunker. This scene is from 9x03. The second gif is from a scene in 13x01 and shows Dean tapping his hand on a chair as he approaches Cas’ body. Cas’ body is laid out on a table in the lake house covered with a sheet.]
Summary: Dr. Sam Winchester and his brother, Nurse Dean Winchester, try to help a patient realise why she needs her meds, when she insists she’s not interested in sex. A little hands on therapy is just what the doctor ordered, until things get out of hand.
Rating: 18+ (Dark fic - non con)
Pairing: Doctor!Sam x Patient!Reader // Nurse!Dean x Patient!Reader
Series Tags: non-con, dub-con, stockholm syndrome, “sexual correction therapy” hinted, drugged!reader, abuse of power, manipulation, coercion, withdrawal, torture, drug addiction - due to spoilers, I’m leaving some tags out, but parts will be tagged accordingly.
Series Beta: @hoboal87 - thank you lovely ❤️
A/Ns: Hope you enjoy this impromptu mini series. Thank you @synmorite for helping me narrow down my ideas. This mini will cross off 3 of my dark bingo squares.
Part Three (FIN)
Hi. I was wondering if you could do a blurb about Greyson introducing his daughter to the podcast! Like he wasn’t there the week before bc the reader was in labor. He goes in detail about it and how strong she is and how it was the most scariest but best experience of his life! Thank you
“Welcome back everyone to Deeper with the Dolan Twins,” Ethan stared off once he hit the button to start recording and Mando gave the thumb-up for video. “And Grayson is back,”
“I am back guys, been away for a couple of weeks. But now that things have calmed down, ready to join you guys again.” Grayson took a deep breath, before sighing softly.
“Why don’t you tell everyone why you’ve been gone? I know you’re bursting to tell the story,” Ethan smile, looking towards his brother.
“For those that aren’t watching the YouTube video right now. We have a special guest,” Gray turned towards the baby carrier, where his two week old baby girl was sleeping soundly, her long dark lashes dusted over her cheek. When Grayson looked towards her, he felt his entire chest full with warmth and love. His entire face broke out in a smile as she moved in her sleep and let out a small noise.
“My beautiful, amazing, strong wife gave birth to our little girl, Emerald Bailey Dolan. She arrived at 3:30 am two Friday’s ago.” Graysons face was beginning to hurt from the smile. “And baby girl has been keeping momma and daddy busy since then,”
Ethan lauded “I can attest to that, lots of midnight diaper changes and 3 am feedings, little Emma had some lungs on her.”
Grayson nodded, “She does.”
Grayson paused and reached over to check his little girl when he heard another noise, making sure she was ok. The last thing he wanted was for his little one to be distressed in any way.
“Also wanna thank everyone for their wishes and congrats, we didn’t announce anything on social or anything, but I know her family did and some people found it. So we have seen the messages and I wanna thank everyone,” Grayson spoke
“You’re finally in the role you’ve always wanted, how does it feel?” Ethan asked
“Like the best.” Grayson spoke honestly, “Like, meeting Y/N has continued to be the best, like in words I can’t even describe, man. Since meeting her and falling in love I have felt like my life is finally in a place where I feel right. That everything leading up to this is happening at the right moment,”
“I don’t think I’ve seen you happier, man.” Ethan spoke “Like, I love Y/Nike a sister and have even when we’re all friends. I knew she was the one for you when I saw you becoming this better man. It was like she added what you needed in your life.”
“I couldn’t agree with you more.” Grayson smiled “And seeing her give birth to our daughter. Seeing how strong she is…like…fuck dude, I fell in love all over again. It was scary at first cause it happened suddenly in the middle of the night. Emma came a week early so we barely had things prepared when it came to having a bag packed and all but thankfully you and Kris were there to help.”
Ethan smiled towards brother as he talked.
“And I felt helpless because I couldn’t do anything to help with the pain, or really soothe her fears.” Grays frowned at the memories of your tears, his heart clenching as you cried to him. “But after all that, I would do it again because we have Emma now.”
Emma let out a small little noise, catching her father and uncles attention. Grayson smiled widely as his little girl opened her eyes and cooed softly to Grayson.
“Hey baby girl,” He moved to gently take her out of her little seat, cradling her in his arms, enough so that Mando could get her in frame. “Little Emma is saying hello from her nap.”
She fusses slightly before relaxing into her dads arms, looking around the room with curiosity. She was so small wrapped in his arms.
“You made a beautiful little girl Gray, you and Y/N.”
“She looks just like her momma, she just has my dimples”
Grayson smiled proudly before kissing her cheeks causing her to coo again. Grayson had never been more in love.
Can you write a blurb about the first time you’re staying over at the twins house? Like you and gray are in a new relationship... 🥺
You were nervous as you slowly went through your nightly routine. Made sure to place everything back into its place, before walking out to see your boyfriend lounged across his hed. You chuckled softly as you saw him try and cover up like he hadn’t been waiting for you. Your hands smoothed offer the shorts of the PJ set you were wearing, still not understanding why you were so nervous. You and Grayson have been dating for a month, but this was the first time you were spending the night at his house.
“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” Grayson spoke setting his phone to the side, gently grabbing your hand before sitting up.
“I-I…I’m nervous.” You spoke softly
Grayson’s eyebrows pulled together as he looked towards you. “Why are you nervous?”
“I don’t know…what if I do something weird in my sleep, like snore or drool. Or sleep talk, I’ve been known to do that.” You shrugged feeling flustered
Grayson smiled, “If you drool or snore that’s ok because I’m most likely going to do that too. I also like to cuddle in my sleep ask Ethan, can get suffocating at times.”
You chuckled softly as he moved to pull you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you, before sitting between his legs. You relaxed into his arms and felt the nerves leave and your body fully relax. Your eyes closed as you felt Grayson’s lips kiss along your neck and shoulder.
“Do you not wanna sleep-over anymore?” Grayson spoke after a moment of silence. If you were looking at his face you’d see the small pout.
“No, No I wanna sleep-over. I promise.” You shifted slightly in his arms before looking up towards him. “Just…can’t help that you make me nervous sometimes, Dolan.”
He smirked slightly before nodding his head, “You make me nervous too. But in the best way, constantly have butterflies in my stomach because of you baby girl.”
“Really?” You said softly, eyes looking up towards him softly.
“Yeah,” Grayson nodded his head, “Now I would love nothing more than to sleep with you in my arms and wake up to your beautiful face in the morning. How does that sound?”
“I think that sounds perfect.”