the slytherin boys imagines and reacts

l.bѼ mommy kink

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"enzo!" you hushed the boy as he rolled into your room. "someone could've seen you, idiot," you helped pull him up from your bedroom floor.

"but they didn't," you could hear the smirk under his mask.

"but they could've! how do you know that someone's not spying on you right now?" you shoved his chest, annoyed at his recklessness for his and your safety.

"hey, hey," he placed his hands on each side of your shoulder, "i'll be okay."

you rolled your eyes, "mask off."

enzo listened, the spider mask being lifted from his face. for once, he had no new scars or cuts. you grabbed his jaw, inspecting his face closely just to make sure. "you're hot when you do that."

"and you're hot when you shut that trap of yours," you mumbled, realising he truly was in somewhat of a good condition. you sat down on your bed, rubbing at your temples.

enzo got on his knees, placing his gloved hands on your thighs as he rubbed soothing circles along them. "i'll be okay, we're okay."

"you just stress me out, you know that?" you sighed.

"want me to help you de-stress?" he smirked.

"if it involves me putting on a pair of boxing gloves and beating the shit out of you, then yes, i'd love to de-stress," sarcasm laced all throughout your voice.

"not exactly what was on my mind," the pads of his fingers sent shivers down your spine as they hooked themselves on the band of your shorts. "i think i know a way the two of us could relieve some stress."

your eyes watched him as he pulled your shorts down, enzo looking back up at you as he spread your legs apart. maintaining eye contact, he left gentle kisses all the up your inner thigh - teasing you as much as possible. "enzo, please," you whimpered, aching for him in the best way. he smirked, leaving one more longing kiss before slipping his ring and middle finger into you. your back arched at the sudden feeling, shuddering against his fingers. quickly, he attached his lips to your clit, licking and sucking as if he was on death row and you'd be his last
meal.

your fingers raked through his hair, pulling at it whenever he'd hit the right spot. "enzo - fuck," you wrapped your thighs around his head, sending him further into you. he let out his own moan, showing his enjoyment as he ate you out, the moan felt heavenly
as it reverberated off of you. his arms were wrapped under your thigh, going over the top of them as he dug into the flesh
with his own fingers. there was nothing he enjoyed more than having his head between your legs and you a moaning mess as your legs turned into jelly.

you thrusted your hips towards his face, getting your own arousal and juices all over his face. enzo let out another moan, the vibration hitting your clit in the best way - just enough for you to cum all over his face. "i could spend the rest of my life between your thighs," enzo stood up, your juices glistening on his chin and he still looked like a man sent straight from the gods above.

he leaned down to your height, grabbing the back of your neck as he kissed you. as your tongues slid against each other, he leaned on you, causing you to then lay flat on your back. he took off the top half of his spider-man suit, leaving just the bottom half on. you bit down
on your lip as you watched him, eyes unable to figure out where to even focus on.

"can you fuck me with the costume on?" you asked.

"i thought you'd never ask," enzo quickly threw his shirt back on and his mask before getting back to you. he fiddled with his suit, getting his hardened cock out as you waited. something about that suit was just too fucking attractive. enzo placed one hand next to you, leaning on his weight, meanwhile using the other one to guide himself into you. you both let out a somewhat gaspy-moan at the feeling.

"fuck," you whimpered, throwing your head back into the pillow. you squealed as enzo moved you, swapping your places as he was now laid against the pillows and with you on top of him. you held onto his shoulders for support, enzo gripping harshly at your waist as he pounded
into you with the most pleasurable pace ever.

"oh fuck mommy," he whimpered, his head lolling back onto your pillows as you felt him brush up against your g-spot.

"say that again," you said, continuing to move your hips against his.

"mommy, need you so bad," he wrapped his arms around your back, holding you close to his chest.

"holy fuck, enzo, fuck," you moaned, "just right there, baby."

enzo was in heaven at the sight, your tits in his face, bouncing up and down on him meanwhile you moaned his name uncontrollably like a prayer. "mommy - need to cum, please let me cum," his face was in the crook of his neck, you could feel the heat radiating off of his own face.

"not just yet," you breathed out, continuing to ride as you tried to catch up with him.

"please - fuck - mommy i need to cum," he continued to whimper, pleading for you to let him cum.

"i said not just yet," you grabbed his neck, putting just the right amount of pressure on the side of it. "so fucking good," you moaned.

enzo's arm remained wrapped around you, one hand on your shoulder blade, the other parallel as he grabbed your ass to help guide you as you rode him.

"oh fuck," your eyes rolled back as he hit the perfect spot, each thrust of his making your legs tremble. his thrusts were slowing, but growing harder.

"mommy," he cried out, truly unable to hold back any longer.

"that's it, cum for me," you whispered in his ear. he slammed you down on his cock, his cum spilling inside of you.

"fuck," he continued to move your hips against him, twitching as you managed to get out each drop of cum from him, your fingers squeezing at the side of his throat.

"didn't know you had that in you, spidey," you chuckled lightly.

"i say round two."

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