dolan twins imagines

front seat; e.d

⇾ [your pov]

ethan gripped the steering wheel, his eyes focused entirely on the road. you grew restless in the passenger seat considering you had been traveling for hours. you and ethan were taking a road trip to his home in new jersey, but there was only so much your phone could do to occupy you.

you slid your phone underneath your leg and placed your hand innocently on ethan's thigh. his gaze flickered over to you before it returned back to the road.

you wasted no time, and you moved your hand up all the way to grasp him through his shorts. he jerked the wheel and his head snapped in your direction,

"y/n what the hell!" he gasped, your fingers still clutching him as he drove.

"just relax, e, geez." you mumbled back at him, rolling your eyes.

he breathed out heavily, his knuckles turning white at how hard he was holding onto the wheel, "y/n, please don't start this now. i'm driving for fucks sake." he pleaded. he was beginning to harden under your touch as you began palming him slowly.

"th-there's a rest stop about an hour from here. please just—we can take care of this when we get there." hearing him try to compromise with you only made you want to keep going. the way his breath grew shaky and how his legs spread subconsciously silently begging for more even though he knew it was a bad time. you drank up the sight of him in such a needy state even though he wouldn't outwardly admit just how needy he really was. he didn't want you to stop, and you knew that too.

you pulled your hand away, "okay, fine then." you turned away from him, reaching down to pull out your phone again.

his jaw clenched and he whimpered quietly. his member was straining painfully against his shorts now; all he could think about was the way you made him feel when you were touching him. he wanted relief, and he didn't think he could wait an hour for it.

"n-no please." he said, dragging your attention back to him. "i need you now." he finished, defeat in his tone.

"oh? what made you change your mind?" you teased, your fingernails tracing his tattoos.

he swallowed thickly, "y/n- just fucking do something." you giggled, moving back to your previous position. you pulled the waistband of his shorts down as far as you could with him still sitting down. he sucked in a breath when you pulled him out of his boxers, his length feeling heavy in your palm.

you tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, and spit onto his tip. you teased his head with your tongue, dragging it around the circumference before dipping your head down further to take him in your mouth. he should have known you would do some crazy shit like this when he was driving.

"let me pull over— fuck!" you didn't stop, taking him deeper and deeper until your nose bumped his thigh. ethan never imagined you would be giving him head in the car sideways.

he yanked the wheel, bringing the car to a stop on the side of the highway. he was thankful for his tinted windows; but, when he really thought about it, he wouldn't have minded if passing cars could see what was happening. it would have been an honor to see you giving ethan the sloppiest head of his life: gurgles coming from the back of your throat, and saliva coating everything.

he pushed his seat back, giving you more room, and his hand came to tangle in your hair. his head tilted back against the headrest as you went absolutely wild over him. your nails dug into his thighs as you nuzzled your head so far down, taking him in your mouth entirely, that tears clouded your vision. you held yourself there for a moment before coming back up to drag in a few heavy breaths before repeating the same action a few more times.

"shit, just like that." he praised breathlessly, trying to hold off his approaching edge, wanting to endure the pleasure as long as he could.

you started to focus on his swollen tip, lips wrapped around him and moaning softly at the taste of his pre-cum. your tongue swiped over the sensitive spot on his head, causing a sharp whine to rip from his throat. "you look so pretty taking my cock like a good girl."

his hips twitched and you glanced up at him through thick lashes, assuring him he could move. within mere seconds he was mercilessly ramming his cock into your throat, completely throwing away his plan of holding off his orgasm.

he grit his teeth, his breath becoming more ragged as he drew nearer to his high, "fu-u-uck," he groaned with each thrust, and you swore the whole car was rocking with his rapid movements.

"i'm going to-" he finished unexpectedly, his hips stilling as he let himself empty entirely in your mouth; his cock jumped as the last few drops dribbled out. you sighed contentedly as you swallowed, the warm contents sliding down your throat.

"jesus, baby," he said, catching his breath as he pulled his shorts back up, "that was so fucking good." you sat up and wiped your mouth, your elbow pressing against the horn and you both jumped. you pulled away quickly and you and ethan burst into laughter.

"we better get going, grayson's going to ask what took us so long." ethan chuckled, starting the car back up and pulling out onto the road to finish the last few hours of the trip.