the slytherin boys imagines and reacts

b.z Ѽ relief

gagging, rough sex

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you awaken from your sleep as you felt the space in the bed dip next to you. the feeling of blaise's arm falling over your body made you turn over. "hey," blaise's soft voice is heard as his breath tickles your ear.

you mumbled in response, eyes squinting as you attempt to open them. he rests his head on your shoulder, sighing. "what's up?" your voice croaked.

"just finished studying," you feel the weight of him shift as he rests between your legs.

"i'm sure you did well," you ran your hand over his (lack of) hair.

"dunno, think i could use some stress relief right now," his lips plant kisses over your neck.

"could you now?" you wrapped your legs around the back of his thighs, lifting your arms up as he takes off your shirt.

"mhm," he kissed down your chest, grabbing a handful of your ass, his cock straining against his joggers.

you let out a moan as you feel the pads of his fingers press against the thin material of your shorts, rubbing in circles in the most slow, antagonising way.

"blaise," you moaned. he chuckled, practically tearing his clothes off of his body, eager to feel you around him.

you felt the loss of your shorts, hearing them fall to the floor, and within moments blaise was deep inside of you. "just what i needed," his nails dig into your hips.

"fuck," you wrapped your hands around his neck, feeling each stroke that he's delivering.

"turn around for me," you moaned in annoyance as you felt blaise pull out. you comply, turning over onto your stomach. he lifts you by your thighs, getting you to arch his back before he plunges into you yet again.

"such a good girl," you felt his lips brush against your ear. his hands raked their way through your hair, pulling a messy makeshift pony tail as he used it to fuck himself into you.

"harder," your hands claw into the bedsheets, and you feel blaise speed up his hips as he goes even harder.

blaise moved his hand from your hair to your chin, shoving two fingers inside of your mouth. you suck his fingers, slightly biting down on them to contain your moans.

"such a pretty fucking ass," he took his other hand, harshly smacking down on your flesh, gripping tightly as he uses it to go harder.

"blaise, fuck 'm gonna cum," you gag against his fingers.

"don't you fucking dare," with his free hand he pulls at your hair again.

you whine in annoyance, but blaise's sloppy strokes tell you that he's not too far from finishing too. "fuck - i can't."

"too fucking bad," he pants, his breath shaky. it took not even another minute before he's almost finished, "cum with me, one, two -"

your spasming out before he even reaches the number three, your body convulsing underneath his muscular one. "that's it," he coaxes you as you come down.

"you did so well," he kissed your forehead, resting down next to you as he encases you in his arms.

"feel better now?" he chuckled in reply.

"now you know damn well."

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wc: 530

i was severely hungover writing this

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