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Enzo

Rage

Request: Can you do a Enzo smut. Like really rough. Maybe he gets like really jealous and biting and scratching backs? – Anon
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airings: Enzo x Reader
Warnings: swearing, smut
Word Count: 1224
Angry Enzo Tho.

“You can’t be serious right now.” Enzo yelled, raising his arms in frustration. “And you’re defending him?!” He yelled. “Of course, I am! Because Damon and I didn’t do anything!” You screamed in frustration. “Yeah? Nothing?! Then what do you thing him pinning you to the wall looks like?!” He argued. “Like Damon doesn’t do that to anyone! God! You are so frustrating! We were talking and it turned into an argument and I pushed him and he decided to pin me to the wall!” You screamed.

“I don’t even know why I have to argue about this with you, clearly you’re just being a jealous prick!” You screamed. “I have every right to be jealous right now, (y/n)!” He screamed. His accent was making it worse, you were feeling hot because of it and the same time agitated. “All you saw was him pinning me to the wall! You didn’t see us making out or, god forbid, having sex, did you?!” You screamed.

He stopped and closed his eyes then breathed in deeply.

“Okay. I overreacted. You made your point.” He said, a little calmly, but his brown eyes light with fire. “You fucking did.” You muttered, scoffing. He sped and pinned you to the wall. “I just hate it when other guys touch you.” He said, looking down at you.

He brought your hands up and held them against the wall with one hand, his other hand trialing down your body. Goosebumps followed his trail and you shivered. “You’re mine and only mine.” He said, looking directly into your eyes. “All yours.” You whispered, glancing at his lips. He leaned down and roughly kissed you.

You let out a moan and he cupped your breast in his hand, kneading it. He pulled away and pulled your shirt over your head and you ripped his shirt open, the buttons flying off in every direction. You sped and roughly pinned him to the wall this time, kissing him fiercely as you both unbuttoned and pulled down each other’s jeans.

He wrapped his arms around you and sped. You felt the soft bed beneath you and you pulled his face to yours, kissing him roughly. Your bra and underwear were tossed over his shoulder and you pulled down his boxers. One of his hands slid down your body, your skin heating under his trail. He cupped your core and you breathed. His fingers slid through your slick folds, feeling you. “God, you’re so ready.” He muttered and kissed you.

He rubbed your clit before sliding two of his finger inside of you easily. You moaned and bucked your hips up to him. He rocked his hands to you, pumping his fingers rapidly, making you squirm. “Enzo! Right there! Please don’t stop!” You screamed as you felt his fingers hit your g-spot with spot on accuracy. “That’s right, baby, fuck my hand.” He said as he saw your hips lifting up to meet his hand.

You balled your fists in the sheets, your body convulsing with pleasure. He smirked and kissed you deeply, the tongue battling for dominance with yours. You brought your hand to his throbbing cock and you stroked him and he groaned, pulling his fingers out of you. You glared at him but he quickly moved so he was hovering you.

He was in between your parted knees, hands gripping the headboard behind you. Hr thrusted into you deeply and you gasped. He bucked his hips to you, not allowing you to adjust and you reached to his waist, gripping him to you, your nails digging to his flesh.

The bed moved with his thrusts and the old wooden legs were creaking.

His grip on the headboard was intense, his knuckles turning white, the wood cracking underneath his strength. He leaned down to capture your lips in a searing hot kiss. Both your bodies were slick with sweat, your hair sticking to your forehead and your back. He moved his hands to rest on your waist and he gripped tight, his fingertips marking your waist.

He trailed kisses to your chest, suckling on each breast as he kneaded the other. You arched your back, moaning as you ran your hand through his hair, pulling. He groaned and he rolled you over, you ending on top of him. He pushed you up, and he bucked his hips up to you, his skin slapping against yours.

Your hands fell unto his chest and you closed your eyes, feeling the intensity of everything. You brought one hand to the headboard to support yourself and you rocked your hips, meeting his quick hard upward thrust. He grunted and he pulled your thighs down and you bounced on top of him. He held your hips, helping you move and then he sat up, kissing you, his hands and nails scratching down the expanse of your back.

He tightly wrapped his arms around your waist and you moved your legs so they wrap around him. He stood up and sped, pinning you the wall, you back hitting the wall hard. He pinned your hips with his own and his hands rested on your ass, squeezing and supporting you at the same time. You placed your arms on his shoulders to help yourself from falling down.

Your screams were echoing in the room and his grunts were filling your ears. The air in the room got a little hotter and for sure the whole Mystic Falls could hear you two having sex.

He moved his hips, bucking up to you hard, eliciting a high pitch scream from you and you dug your nails to his back and raked it across and he hissed. He sucked red hickeys on your neck and throat, marking you his and only his.

Your and his orgasm was nearing and pleasure was pooling at the pits of your abdomen. As you clenched around his cock, he quickened his movements to chase his own release. He placed on hand on the wall as his hips faltered. His cock twitched inside of you and he looked at you.

“You’re mine.” He said, looking deeply into your eyes. “I’m yours.” You said in between gasps.

“I love you, (y/n).” He whispered against your ear as he nibbled on your earlobe. You moaned. “I love you, Enzo.” You murmured back. You kissed his neck and just as you both reached your peak, and you both came, you both bared your fangs and bit into each other’s pulse points.

He stilled deeply inside of you, spilling inside of you as you came around him. He carried you, not pulling away and you both drinking blood from each other, moaning against each other’s skin.

After a minute, you both retracted your fangs and you licked the two small wounds, and he did the same. He looked at you with a elated smile and he kissed you. He walked towards the bed, his cock, still deep into you and he pulled out when he settled you down.

You pulled him to lay on top of you and you kissed him, a smile playing on your lips. “That was intense.” You whispered against his lips. “Definitely.” He sighed and kissed you again. “We should definitely do that again.” He added with a chuckle. You nodded and giggled, pulling his face back to you and you drowned yourself in the kiss.