enzo smut / stranger things

When You Sleep - Part One

     Resting peacefully, you lay in the arms of your lover for what seemed like forever, not waking up just yet. He held you close to him, his face buried in the back of your neck. In attempts ease you into a deep sleep, he'd occasionally leave soft kisses on the back of your neck, or even hum quietly. Honestly, it was hard to get you to sleep, but even harder to wake you up. Not even Enzo could wake you up, and for some reason, he had you in such a tight emotional chokehold that you'd pretty much do anything for him whether he'd asked or not, so if that doesn't say something then nothing else will.
     "Y/N, Wake up," he whispers against your skin, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. You barely moved, pulling the covers over you a little more. He decided to make another attempt and tap or shake you to wake you up, but that didn't work either, all you did was groan and bury your head in your pillow.
     "I said wake up," he whispered in a patient and comforting tone, and still, nothing different. Same results as every other attempt.
      For a few seconds he let you lay there and rest for a while longer, but he wanted you to wake up. He figured he'd give you a few more minutes, after all, he didn't mind holding you close and listening to your quiet sounds and watching your subtle movements while you slept against him.
      His hands slowly caressed your hips, moving over them gently and rubbing up and down your sides, pulling you closer. He then got an idea, and hopefully it would work out in his favor quick enough.
     Now that his hands were holding your hips gently, he began to slip his hand past the waistband of your underwear, slowly moving his hand closer in between your thighs. You still barely moved, all you did was lean into his touch a little. He kept it where it was for the time being and began kissing your shoulder, all the way back up to your neck.
     "Mm. Will you wake up now?" he whispers, to which you finally respond tiredly.
     "I might if you keep doing whatever it is you were gonna do," you smile.
     "Who said I was doing anything?" he teases, trying to see if you really wanted it right now, and as much as he did.
     "Your hand is currently in between my legs. Besides, I could feel you kissing my neck like that," you respond. You did want him now. Most of the time, if not every time, he woke up with a ridiculously overwhelming urge to wake you up and fuck you like this.
     "So you've caught onto me," he sighs, pretending to be frustrated playfully. He then slipped his hand out from between your thighs, flipping you over to face him.
     "Mhm, I know what you want," you whisper quietly, slowly kissing down his neck, causing him to tilt his head back and give you more access to him. You had your ways, somehow, of getting him to completely surrender himself to you 90% of the time. You didn't even know what it was that you did or said to make him weaken under your touch or words, you just existed and it drove him crazy from day one.
     "Since you know what you want from me, why don't you take it instead of laying there like you don't know what to do with me," you smile.