#ethannn

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

I need a name to call you

because James potter

and then my pretty boy james

it's confusing

so let's come up with a name to call you

uhhh okayy

lemme think, you can't call me Jamie, that's reserved for my darling nox, but how about jamesie or just jam?

generally y'all any nicknames with James are cool w me

[star-drip]

para body types!! okay!! i am explaining now! (including boob size bc idc it's a very valid thing if u want to properly picture how someone looks):

Isla: a little chubby, not overweight tho (she's medium???), average bone structure, wide hips, boob size: C i think

Emerson: thin but not boney, narrow bone structure, i feel like i could describe her as long...? like her torso is kinda long idfk LMAO. boob size: like, a B. she's so mommySHES SO MOMMY SJJWJDWLLAAHAAAAA££>£%£|€{€>|

Aiden: decent muscle in arms and torso, broad shoulders, average bone structure. i should mention that he's really hot have i mentioned how hot he is-

Diana: average body type (between thin and medium?), average bone structure, boob size: probably a C

Ethan: thin, narrow bone structure, very little muscle lol twinky ass

Karissa: toned and slender body, narrow bone structure, boob size: a large A 😭 sorry karissa

andd i have more but that's it for now lol <3

[doctorcoolata]

CRANKGAMEPLAYS TEAMED WITH ETOILES

[maiaacchiato]

lia baka nmn sumagot ka

[getmeoutofhell]

Little drabble of sub! Ethan x F! reader

disclaimer: reader knows about him being GF.

“yes ethan, just like that. you’re such a good boy for me.” ethan had his head between your legs, kitty licking your swollen clit. he’s been at it for about 10 minutes and you’ve already came once.

your head flew back as you felt your second release approaching. “mm, ethannn. fuck i’m cumming!” you felt your back arch uncontrollably as your eyes rolled into your skull. for a killer, he’s the best at pussy eating.

your breath started dying down as you rubbed your fingers in his soft locs of hair. he was just so good at eating your pussy. for a man anyway. he knew exactly where the lick and tease you, which always has your legs closing around him.

“god dammit.” you spoke. “you did so good ethan. i think you deserve a reward. don’t you?”

ethan came from between your legs and looked you in the eyes. “yes. please.”

although you loved when he said please, that was not enough. “please what?” ethan then looked at you for a few seconds, making you raise an eyebrow.

“please mommy?”

i forgot who asked for more sub ethan content. but whoever it was i love you!! if you see this i’m sorry it’s so short i’ve been doing other stuff. hope you still enjoyed!

this has been edited

masterlist!

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

could you do something where the reader has to use a safe word with ethan? Like the reader either got overstimulated or something hurt, and then ethan comforts the reader? whatever is easiest for you :)

HI! I hope you like it :)

Don't Let Me Go - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Summary: Things with Ethan get a little too intense, so you have to use your safe word.

Contains: Fluffy, comforting Ethan. Rough sex - p in v(not super crazy or detailed, just kinda there for plot purposes lmao), Reader obviously gets hurt because safe word.

A/N: I'm trying to get through some of my shorter requests, and I have SO MANY that I have right now that I can't wait to write.

Occasionally, Ethan liked to be rough during sex. You had your safe word, and though you’ve never had to use it, he always promised that if he ever heard it, everything would stop. 

Ethan was really stressed after a crazy week, and you knew the perfect way to help him release his tension. The first round was really sweet. He just kept thanking you for helping him feel better. The second round was more intense with multiple position changes, and your legs were so weak from riding him for as long as you did. By the third round, you were starting to get really overstimulated. 

“Ethannn,” you whimpered, trying to pull your hips away from him as he had your face shoved in the comforter.

He grabbed your hips tighter, pulling them back towards him. He was so deep that the tip of his cock kept slamming against your cervix, and you were trying to wait for the pain to ease and start to feel good.

You were starting to tear up as his pace got even faster.

“That feel good, baby?” He asked, as sobs started to slip past your lips. It didn’t feel good, it just kept getting more painful.

“Red!” You choked out, the pain in your voice evident as his hips drastically slowed down, before completely stopping.

He slowly slid out of you and adjusted your legs so your ass was no longer sticking up in the air.

“Hey,” he said, as he laid on the bed beside you. “I’m sorry, baby.”

You couldn’t stop crying as he pulled you close. You knew he wasn’t intentionally trying to hurt you, but you were still so shaken up by the pain your body was feeling.

“Baby, I’ve got you. It’s okay,” he said, rubbing his hand along your back as you cried into his chest.

“I was waiting for it to feel good but it didn’t,” you sobbed, as he leaned down to kiss the top of your head.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you,” he said, feeling so guilty for your current state. “Thank you for stopping me though. Can we talk about what took it too far? I don’t ever want to hurt you like this again.”

You nodded against his chest as he waited for you to speak. “You were just so deep and I’m really sensitive right now,” you said, your voice still shaky from the sobbing. “I kept trying to push through it. I knew you needed to let the aggression out.”

“Baby, no…I don’t care how stressed I am. Don’t ever feel like you need to suffer to make me feel good. It’s supposed to feel good for you, too,” he said, as you sat up a little to look at him. He reached up to wipe your tears off your cheeks before he continued, “Do you do this often? Like, do you keep going when it’s too much because you think it’s what I need?”

“No, that’s the first time it’s ever happened.” He sighed in relief as you laid your head back down on his chest. “Even if it does hurt a little at first, it’s always started to feel good.”

He wrapped his arms around you and held you close as you started to calm down.

“I love you, baby. Thank you for stopping me.”

“I love you, too,” you said, running your fingertips along his chest. “Can we take a shower together?”

“Of course, babe. You stay here, I’ll go get everything ready,” he said, sliding out from underneath of you and leaving the room.

He walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, adjusting the water to the perfect temperature. He grabbed the fluffiest towels out of the linen closet before he came back to the room to get you.

He helped you off the bed, holding you close to him as he walked you towards the bathroom. Once the hot water was running over your body, he grabbed your loofah and body wash to clean your body for you.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he said, watching the suds wash off your body. “Come here.”

He stood under the water with you, hugging you as he placed kisses to your shoulder. 

“Can we just cuddle and relax for the rest of the night?” You asked, as he rubbed his fingertips up your back.

“I wouldn’t want to do anything else, baby.”

[pancakeszs]

𝐔𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

♡ 𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐜

♡𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: y/n gets her exam results and climbs through Ethan’s window to get to him. during a time of celebration some words are shared.

♡𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.2k

♡𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: friends to lovers, fluff, love confessions

♡𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Ethan Landry x fem!reader

♡𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: finished

WRITTEN BY @pancakeszs (please do not repost or make any translations)

You were sitting at your desk journaling about your day when you got a notification on your phone. It was an email from your school, the subject of the email read “English Exam Results” You almost fell back on your chair when you saw it.

You immediately grabbed your phone to text Ethan, your best friend who had helped you prepare for the test. You had promised him that you would open the results together.

You’d never admit it aloud but you had a crush on Ethan. A huge one in fact, but you couldn’t bear to ruin your friendship by telling him your feelings. You brushed the thought away and wrote your message.

ethannn!! i got the results!! i’m coming over right now, 5 minutes tops

Once you hit send you ran down the stairs, grabbed your keys and hopped in your car not bothering to change into more presentable clothes. Ethan had seen you in pajamas before and this time wouldn’t be any different right?

Ethan hasn’t responded yet and you started to get worried. Would he be ok if you showed up uninvited? This was Ethan, he would be fine with it.

You pulled onto the curb in front of his house and jumped out. It was 11 o’clock at night and his parents would surely be asleep by now. You thought for a minute about if you should go through the front door. Deciding that it would be best to let his parent get their sleep you walked to the side of his house that his room was on.

The window in his room showed that his light was on so he had to be awake. There was a tree next to the window that had low hanging branches so you decided to climb it.

You wrapped your arms around the branch and kicked off the ground, using your upper body strength to haul you up.

Once you made it to the first branch the second one was easier to get to. You repeated the same step and reached the branch that was on the same level as Ethan’s window.

You crawled on the branch getting to arms length of his window and tapped on it lightly. When there was no response you tapped again, a little louder this time.

Still no response, so you decided to lift up the window, praying that it was unlocked. Thankfully it was. You moved the curtain aside and spotted Ethan, sitting at his desk writing something, his headphones were on and his phone was on his bedside table. Now you realized why he never responded. He didn’t hear the notification because of his headphones and besides he didn’t have his phone next to him.

Slowly you climbed in and walked over to where he was sitting. You didn’t want to give him a heart attack but you saw no other way to get his attention.

Deciding there was no other way you tap him softly on the shoulder. Ethan jumps up from his seat visibly startled and turns around.

“Y/N?! How did you get in here?” He asks taken aback by your sudden presence.

You look at him awkwardly “I, uh..I climbed through your window…” His eyes widen and he starts to laugh.

“What, why? I could’ve just let you in through the front door.”

You give him an accusatory look and explain to him “I texted you but you never responded, and I know your parents are asleep by this time and I didn’t want to bother them.”

Ethan smiles softly at you, he has always admired your consideration for others. You treat everybody with respect, a trait that’s hard to come across these days. He snaps back to reality and realizes that you’re expecting a response.

“Oh, sorry. I was writing something and I had my headphones in- wait. What was so important anyways?” He asks and your eyes immediately brighten.

“I got my exam results!! We promised we would open them together so I came here as soon as I got them.”

Ethan suddenly feels guilty for making you wait to open them but he has a warm feeling in his chest from the fact that you put off opening your results to wait for him.

He grabs your hand and brings to you sit on his bed. You climb on and sit with your legs crossed, you’ve been in his room multiple times so you feel comfortable sitting on his bed.

You hand him your phone with the email pulled up. All he has to do is click on it. “You open it first.” you tell Ethan.

He looks at you with softness in his eyes and he smiles. He looks down at the phone and opens the email. You close your eyes and listen, and his breathing hitches.

Your eyes shoot open “What? Is it bad?” You ask, panicked.

“No, not at all. You got 47 out of the 50 questions correct!” He exclaims, pride filling his voice.

You grab your phone and read the email seeing that you really did get 47 out of 50. You put your phone down and launch yourself at Ethan giving him a huge hug.

“I couldn’t have done it without you..” You say, your voice muffled against his chest.

“Yes you could have, you’re the smartest person I know.”

Your heart feels full at his compliment and you pull away and look into his huge doe eyes.

He’s starting right back at you and his cheeks turn pink.

“Ethan, I love you.” You whisper, so quietly. “Not like, a friend or even a best friend. But romantically…and I don’t expect you to feel the same, and you are not obligated to retu-“

“I love you too, y/n. Everything about you, your kindness, your ability to go up to total strangers and make a conversation, the way you smile when someone makes a joke. I have loved you ever since I talked to you for the first time.”

Your eyes start to water at his confession, never in a million years did you think that you would confess your love to Ethan, and that he would confess his love for you back.

A tear rolls down your cheek and he softly wipes it away with his thumb. Slowly you lean towards him and your lips meet.

You shift to get to a more comfortable position and once you’re in a good spot he gently puts his hands on your waist. You move your hands and tangle them in his soft brown curls.

He kisses you softly and gently, like he’s afraid to break the spell thats come over you both.

Slowly you break apart and you smile at him. The smile that he loves, the smile that he sees in his dreams every night.

“I never thought you’d be my first kiss Ethan Landry. But I’m glad you were.” You tell him and he smiles at you.

“I’m glad you were my first kiss too, but I never expected it to be after you climbed through my window.”

You laugh at his joke “If this is what happens when I do, then maybe I’ll have to do it again some time.”

He smiles at you again “Maybe you should, I’ll leave it unlocked, just for you.”

[st4r-bby]

05. drunk .

enemies to lovers .

summary : y/n and ethan go to a party, expect one gets drunk.

contains : drinking, creeps, fake weapon, caring ethan.

y/n takes off the mask, "does the picture look good?" she asks, ethan shakes his head no. "you're in it. of course it doesn't." she scoffs, "you're just saying that because you hate me." ethan looks her in the eye and looks her up and down. "nah, you're just ugly as shit." he might've not noticed, but she clenched her jaw, tightly. he handed her her phone as she snatched it, she puts the mask back on and walks into her room.

"where're you going." he followed, sort of bored. "to touch my makeup up." she says, blandly, sitting at her desk. she takes off her mask and picks out every flaw. "you know, since i look ugly as shit, i'm taking off my mask at the party anyways." ethan bites the inside of his lip then scoffs, "i was just joking." he mumbles, y/n perked up.

she used this as a chance to tease him, "so, you think i'm pretty?" her eyebrow raises slightly. "what? well.. no." she turns her chair around, fully facing him. "so, you think i'm ugly?" she fake pouts, "uh.. no?" his eyebrows knit together, trying to find the right words.

"you sound almost unsure, ethan. am i ugly or am i pretty?" she tilts her head to the side. "you're...." he looks like he's actually thinking, but y/n isn't sure, "very annoying and you also need to shut up." she rolls her eyes and spins her chair back towards her desk. "and you're boring."

he scoffs, he sits on her bed and looks around her room, his upper lip lifting slightly with disgust. "your room is.. ugly. very ugly." she looks at him through the mirror, "then leave." he looks back at her. "no." she rolls her eyes at his response. "you can't leave me alone, can you?" ethan huffs, "you wish.." he mutters it more quiet than usual and leaves.

y/n smiles to herself, doing her victory dance in her mind because she got rid of the child. she finishes the final touch on her makeup and slips on the mask. she waits for ethan to finish his costume but he whines in the other room. she walks towards his room and goes inside, seeing him struggle to cut a piece of cardboard.

"ethan, what the fuck?" she laughed, "dumb fucking piece of cardboard..." he uttered. she walks up to where he is and snatches the scissors, "hey! these aren't safety scissors, you can't just snatch them like that!" he shouted loudly, "you worried?" she teases and snatches the cardboard. she carves a small cut at the corner and starts cutting through it easily.

"there." she hands the cut cardboard to him and sits down on his bed. "what is your costume anyways?" he shapes the cut cardboard into a box shape, "a knight." y/n stares at ethan for a while, blinking a few times rapidly.. then she bursts out in laughter.

"a..a knight??"

"..you're fucking annoying, y/n."

as y/n helps ethan with his costume, he can't help but look at her more closely. her medium length black skirt that makes her a- wait what? he shakes his thoughts out of his head and starts focusing again. after they finish up, they go to the party.

when they get out of the uber they were in, ethan notices y/n holding a cloak. "what's that for?" he asks, "incase creeps start looking at my legs and skirt in can put this on, it goes with the mask." she explains. ethan nods in response, understanding her not wanting to be on show.

they walk inside the house chad told them to go into, as the door was already open. ethan goes to find people he actually knows while y/n goes straight to the kitchen to do some shots.

when y/n gets to her ninth shot, ethan notices immediately. "you shithead, you're so drunk." he scoffs, she giggles instantly. "no i'm notttt." she drags out the last word and puts down her shot glass. ethan looks behind her and sees a few guys staring at her.. skirt, so he grabs her cloak from a nearby chair and forces it on her. "nooo! why ethannn!" she whines while he puts the cloak on her.

time skip :

"ETHAN!! DON'T POST THATTT!" y/n screeched, "I FORGOT IT WAS YOUR PHONE!" ethan laughs at her yelling as he posts a picture of her with heart glasses with her mask on. "where'd you even get the glasses?" he asks, half joking, "uhhhhh... i don't know." she shrugs. he sighs, completely hopeless. "okay, we're going to our dorm." she gasps dramatically, "what?? noooo!" she starts whining again as ethan tries to pull her outside, but she doesn't budge so he picks her up and throws her over his shoulder as he walks outside.

when they go outside, she goes completely silent. "you alive?" he feels her nod. "good." he mutters, "so you would care if i died?" her words slur as she tries once again to wiggle out of his grasp. "uh.. will you remember my answer in the morning?"

she goes silent for a bit, "no."

"then yes. yes i would, y/n."

sorry for disappearing, i took that break

taglist (open) : @hearts4mitski4 ; @athenalive ; @fangirlisms13 ; @aesthetixhoe ; @maybankfr

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[eefst-ar13]

please come back to dms ethannn

:(((

I AM. I was reading it grr grr

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Also, short ask meme ig.

Who's the heaviest sleeper? Who's the lightest sleeper?

Who's the best cook? Who's cooking is absolute hell?

Who's the smartest? Who's dumber than a bag of rocks?

Who owns a pet and what type?

Bye

OOO thank youuu hehe🤭🤭🤭 (that is a very delicious gif btw thank you for that too <3)

heaviest/lightest sleeper: I feel like Diana sleeps the longest out of everyone. You can't wake her up. She wakes up when she wakes up. 😂 The lightest sleeper is probably Emerson. They just have too much on their mind to sleep very much ig.

best/worst cook: OKAY I really wanna say that Isla and Karissa both are excellent cooks. They probably make cute shit together hehe. 🤭 The absolute worst cook known to mankind is Aiden. Don't let him in the kitchen. The house will burn down lmfao.

smartest/dumbest: Aiden is street smart (his grades were awful in school lol), and Isla is academically smart (doesn't know shit about streets smarts). My para Ethan is just dumb in general. He's my token straight himbo who's also kind of obnoxious. I love him tho <3

Who owns a pet: Diana has two little fluffy dogs. Pomeranian? I think? Either way they're adorable! I love them. :) Isla owns a cat that helps her with anxiety. It's black and white and very fluffy. I want to steal it lol.

[getmeoutofhell]

SMUT! x F! reader under the cut. enjoy

imagine you and ethan being horny all day long.

like the day starts out with ethan waking you up with morning sex.

you groan into his mouth, getting close to your release. “mm- ethan, i’m gonna fucking cum.” he thrust into you even faster from the side. this position was your favorite because it hit every spot inside of you that made you lose your mind.

“you’re gonna fucking cum for me y/n? go on, cum for me.” his words ran right through you as you came all over him. he rubs his fingers on your clit at a rough pace. you felt his thrust become slower as his release was at its peak. “fuck princess. you see what you do to me?” you felt his cum paint your walls as your body try’s to calm down from your orgasm.

it was now 1:00 and you and ethan are on the couch making out. you felt his tongue on yours as you rubbed his bulge through his pants. “ethan, please touch me. i need you.” you sounded whiny and inpatient.

your wetness soaked your panties as he removed them from you. “god, you’re so wet for me.” his fingers went up your slit, feeling all of your wetness. you closed your eyes shut at the feeling. you moaned as he touched your clit, rubbing it in slow circles with his thumb.

he was now fucking upwards into you, making you fall on top on him. you have given up trying to ride him. so he got impatient and took over.

“fuck yes! fuck yes! i’m gonna cum ethan!” you moaned in his ear, causing him to go even faster and start rubbing your aching clit.

it’s now 5 and ethan had his pretty face in your pussy. your back arched as your legs closed around his head. his tongue flicked up and down on your clit at a rapid pace, causing you to try to push his head away.

“don’t fucking try to stop me. take this shit.” your head flew back. you were getting close.

“ethannn, mmm i’m gonna cum.” he responded by rubbing his whole tongue on you. him doing that made you loose your mind.

“god dammit ethan! i’m fucking cumming!” you ended up squirting all over his beautiful face, your mouth wide open.

warning: TWT link!

you and ethan

just a few things y’all did in the day. hope you enjoyed!

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

Hi! i love your writing and i was wondering if you would do an Ethan Landry x Reader smut, where they’re bestfriends and they get high and Ethan takes Readers V card?

Hellooooo! I wrote this a lot fluffier than my normal stuff, lol. I hope you like it! :)

Tongue Tied - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Summary: You get extra touchy with Ethan whenever you get high, but he finally says something about it and it leads to other things.

*There is drug usage in this, specifically marijuana. Those of us that are familiar with it and have a good reaction, know that you're capable of consent in most cases*

A/N: I wanted to write something like this forever ago, and it finally got requested :)

One of the ways you liked to unwind with Ethan was to get high. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, the two of you laughed at everything. It was nice to have that escape for a few hours, just enjoying your time with each other.

There was one time you both ate a weed gummies around the rest of your friends, and they had no idea. Chad’s eyes grew wide as he watched Ethan pull you into his lap to show you a funny meme on his phone, before looking over to Tara, “Is there something going on with them?”

She shrugged her shoulders, just as confused as Chad was.

There’s always been subtle flirting between the two of you, but it was way less subtle when you were high. He’s been your best friend since you met him in freshman year. He was there to help you pick the pieces back up after some loser broke your heart, and you’ve been close ever since. Around that time was when you first started to try edibles, and Ethan didn’t want you to try them alone. Plus, the boy was hopelessly in love with you, and loved that it helped him gain some confidence. He craved the affection he'd get from you, even though it was just simple touches.

“Ethannn,” you whined as you sat on his living room floor. He walked back from the kitchen with a family-sized bag of Cheetos, his eyes glazed over.

“Whaaaat?” he responded, taking a seat beside you.

You snuggled up to him as you leaned against the couch, his arm wrapping around you.

“Nothing, I just wanted you to come back. I missed you,” you said, your hand tracing along his stomach.

His thoughts were deeper than they usually were when he was high. His mind couldn’t stop racing as he felt your hand on him.

“Why are you only like this with me when we’re stoned?” he asked, sadness in his tone.

“What do you mean?” you asked, pulling away so you could look at him.

“I get that you’re my best friend and I probably shouldn’t feel this way…but I like it when you cuddle up to me,” he sighed, “I just wish it could happen when we aren’t high.”

“Aww, Ethan. I didn’t know you felt that way,” you said, smiling at him. “I guess I just get less nervous to be like this with you. I’d like for it to happen when we’re sober.”

He smiled as he looked at you. “Really?”

“Yes,” you said softly, leaning in to kiss him.

It was a simple kiss at first, that led to you straddling him as his back rested against the couch. Your hands were in his hair, while his hands were on your hips. You started to grind against him when he stopped you.

“We need to stop, you’re making me hard,” he said, his breathing heavy from the intensity of the kiss.

“What if I don’t want to stop?” you asked, a playful smirk on your lips.

“We’re high, babe. I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret,” he said, as his hands rubbed your hips.

His eyes were needy but sympathetic. He felt awful rejecting you when he wanted this so badly.

“You do know that I’m not blitzed out of my mind right now, right? I’m not too high to consent to this,” you said, “But if you don’t want to, I understand.”

You started to move off his lap, but his hands held your hips in place. “No, I want to.”

Your mouth reconnected with his, as your hips started to grind against him again. Gasps were slipping past hips lips against yours as you started to get wet.

“We really need to stop, unless your goal is to make me cum in my pants,” he said, as you giggled at his words.

“You want to go to your room?” you asked, kissing him again.

“Yes,” he said, as you started to crawl off his lap.

He held your hand as he led you to his room, and you felt like you should be nervous, but you weren’t. You knew that Ethan would take care of you, and the effects of the THC made you relax, anyway.

“Hey, you sure you’re okay with this?” Ethan asked, as he kissed your neck.

“Yes, I want to do this,” you whimpered, as he started to suck on your sweet spot.

“Okay, but you have to promise me that you’ll stop me if you get uncomfortable with anything,” he whispered as he backed you up towards his bed.

“I promise,” you giggled out, as you landed on the comforter.

He hovered over you, smiling as he looked at your face. You looked so content and happy with what was about to happen, and he was grateful that you wanted to experience your first time with him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, before he kissed you.

His hands started to slowly roam, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. Once his hand started to feel you up over your shirt, you were moaning out at the feeling. You pushed him away to pull your shirt over your head, then reconnected your lips with his.

“Someone’s eager,” he laughed, as his hands roamed the newly exposed skin.

“I need you,” you whimpered, as he got harder than he thought was even possible.

“This is your first time, baby. Let me take care of you,” he said, kissing down your neck, noticing the love bite he left a few minutes prior. “Can I take your bra off of you?”

You nodded your head, as he pulled up to look at your face. “I need you to use your words, okay?”

“Yes, please take it off of me,” you said, desperation in your tone.

He reached behind you as you lifted enough for his hands to unhook it, gently sliding the straps down your arms. His eyes widened as he looked at your chest. You started to feel a little self-conscious as he gawked at you, so you started to cover yourself with your arms.

“No baby, you’re perfect. Don’t do that,” he said, pulling your arms away to place gently kisses down your chest.

“Oh shit,” you gasped, as his tongue flicked across one of your nipples. He repeated his action a few more times, before moving to the other side.

Your breathing got heavier as he trailed kisses over your stomach, stopping at the top of your pants.

“Can I take these off you?” he asked, his hand reaching for the button of your jeans.

“Please,” you said, as he started to smirk. He loved how badly you wanted this, because it’s how badly he’s wanted this since you first got close to him.

He unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down, as you lifted your hips so he could slide them down over the curve of your ass. After he pulled them past your ankles, his hands started to caress your legs. They moved higher and higher, getting closer to where you needed him. He watched your face as his fingertips brushed against your inner thighs. Your breathing was heavy as he teased you a little.

“I know I’ve said this before, but I really need you,” you said, desperate for some attention on your throbbing core.

His fingers brushed against your clothed pussy as your breath hitched in your throat.

“You okay,” he whispered, as his finger ran over your clothed clit.

“Yes,” you whimpered, “It feels good.”

He groaned as he felt your wetness start to soak through your panties. “Can I take these off, too?”

Your heart started to race at his words. “Yes.”

You weren’t nervous to do this with Ethan, you had no reason to be. You were a little worried about the pain, the concern evident on your face.

“What’s on your mind?” he asked, sliding your panties down your hips.

“I’m just scared that this is going to hurt,” you said, your eyes connecting with his.

“I’m going to make sure you’re prepped to take it, baby. And I’ll go really slow, as slow as you want. If you want to stop at any point, let me know. I won’t be upset,” he said, as his hands rubbed your thighs.

“Thank you for being so sweet,” you said, as his fingers lazily laced with yours as he sat on his knees in between your legs.

“I want this to be special for you,” he smiled, “You mean so much to me.”

He kissed down your stomach, inching closer to your dripping pussy. His hands were still connected to yours as he licked a stripe up your clit.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned, his tongue lapping against you.

He loved the way your hands gripped his as his mouth moved against you. He didn’t know his feelings could’ve gotten even stronger for you, but you trusting him as much as you did made his heart swell.

“Hey baby, I need this, I’m sorry,” he said, pulling one of his hands away from yours.

Your freehand went to his curls as his tongue traced patterns on your clit. He slowly slid one finger into your entrance. You took it with ease, moaning at the feeling. He pumped it in and out of you for a few minutes before adding a second finger.

“You okay?” he asked, his head lifting to look at you as he worked his fingers inside of you.

You moaned out a “Yes”, pushing his head back down. He laughed as he dove back in, your whines getting louder.

“Ethannn,” you whimpered, “I feel weird.”

His eyes connected with your panicked ones, as his fingers went harder against that special spot inside you.

“Oh fuck oh fuck,” you moaned, your legs starting to shake.

He hummed against your clit as you cried out, your vision starting to get fuzzy as the new, amazing feeling washed over you. Your chest was heaving as his movements got a little slower, until they stopped completely.

“I know you’re a virgin…but is that the first orgasm you’ve ever had?” he asked, smiling at the blissful look on your face.

“Yes…I’ve tried to do it myself and never could,” you sighed, “I thought I was broken.”

“You’re not broken, you’re perfect.”

He snuggled up beside you on the bed, caressing everywhere that his hands could reach.

“I love you, Ethan,” you said, turning your head to look at him.

He had a goofy smile on his face as he whispered, “I love you, too.”

“So, how about we finish what we started?” you said, as your hand ran down his chest to the bulge in his jeans.

He hissed at the contact, and quickly started to take his pants off.

“Let me grab a condom,” he said, before rummaging through the drawer beside his bed.

You saw the outline of his hard cock through his boxers and had no idea how it was going to fit inside of you. He slid his boxers down his hips and ran his fingers over your dripping pussy.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he said, pulling his hand away from you to put the condom on.

He saw your cheeks turn pink at his words. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. I love it.”

He brushed his tip against your clit, the action making you squirm as he tried to line up with your entrance. “Quit wiggling,” he laughed, as he slid the tip in. “This might hurt a little, but I’m going to take it slow.”

“Okay,” you whimpered, as he slowly started to inch into you.

He stopped as soon as he saw your face wince at the pain. “Hey, it’s okay baby.”

He stayed still, letting you adjust to what was already inside of you. Your hips started to move a little as you relaxed. “Just a couple more inches, babe.”

He slid the rest of his hard cock inside of you with ease, but didn’t move. He wanted to know you were ready.

“Please fuck me,” you whined, the pressure of the fullness making your head spin.

“I’m not going to fuck you, baby. I’m going to make love to you,” he said, gasping as he started to move his hips. You had butterflies in your stomach as he leaned down to kiss you. His fingers laced with yours as he pinned your hands beside your head.

The slight pain you were feeling started to fade as he moved inside you. You were a moaning mess underneath him, loving the feeling. He let go of your hands, so he could support his weight with one of them, and the other could snake down your body to your throbbing clit.

“That feel good, baby?” he asked, as you whimpered your response. Your hands ran over his arms and chest, as you started to get the same feeling from earlier.

His fingers moved faster against your clit when he felt you tighten around him. Your toes started to curl as your hips began to jolt.

“Oh fuck, Ethan,” you whined, your arms shaking as you tried to hold onto him.

“You’re so tight,” he said, pumping into you a few more times before his hips started to still.

You both stared at each other as you caught your breath. You could feel the love radiating off him, as he leaned down to kiss you.

“How was it?” he asked, slowly sliding out of you.

“That was amazing, thank you,” you said, your voice strained from all the moaning.

“No, thank you for trusting me.”

Your high started to wear off as he led you to the bathroom.

“Let’s take a shower,” he said, nuzzling his face into your neck as you walked in front of the mirror.

Your eyes grew wide as you saw the giant purple patch on your neck.

“Thank god for concealer,” you laughed, as he smiled against you.

“I love you baby,” he whispered, his hands rubbing your hips.

“I love you, too.”

[yu-tap]

scorpio saving ethannn i highkey missed them together

[gender-mailman]

OHH MY GODDD ETHANNN T T /pos, I love him

can I have a 💥as well?? :D

Anger and sadness

When hes angry, he will kick someones ass, but he breaths in and out and hes better again, unless that person is really annoying him(talking to his darling non stop), then he will just kill them

When hes sad, he really tries not show it while working, he três to hold it until hes in his room, then he cries a river, or he holds só much that the crying just dont happend, still sad, just no tears, he cries in every sad movie/sad part of a movie

[sillysadduck]

oh god what have i done. everyone is calling you ethan now

I'M NOT ETHANNN😭

[eefst-ar13]

ETHANNN GUESS HOW BROKE FREE OF THEIR WEIRD SLEEP SCHEDULE FOR ONE NIGHT

MEEEE

that came at the cost of not binging more doctor who though 😔

binge doctor who during the day ☺️

BUT CONGRATULATIONS ON ESCAPING