CNCO Smut

Good Morning Zabdiel

I woke up in a soft mood and in the mood for some Zabdiel. Also my school got cancelled for three weeks so yay! I have some unfinished stories, including a threesome with..... Actually I'm gonna keep that a secret for now. And two of my stories have over 100 notes.... Seriously y'all crazy but I am too cause I write this shit. Time for some soft Zabdiel smut!

Word Count: 793(shortest story I've ever written but part 2 will deliver, I promise)

Warnings: Soft smut(because ya boi woke up needing some soft shit), Zabdaddy.... Part 2 is gonna be nasty as fuck

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Bright light shines through the curtains and lands on your face. You groan and roll over and snuggle closer to your boyfriend, not wanting to wake up just yet. You rest your hand on his chest and feel his steady heartbeat. You slowly open your eyes and look at Zabdiel, his face relaxed and content. You can't help but stare at your damn-near perfect boyfriend. You prop yourself on your elbows and thoughts begin to flood your mind and you can't help but smile. He was all yours.

He looks so content; one arm above his head and the other draped across his lower abdomen, gently moving with the rhythm of his steady breathing. Vivid images of last night flood your mind as you remember how he had come home and woken you up with kisses pressed against your neck. You let your eyes travel down past his chest and land on his morning wood, the flimsy sheet doing nothing to hide it.

You feel the sudden rush of heat to your core and decide that since he's been treating you so well, you'd return the favor. You wiggle down underneath the covers until you're settled between his legs. You gently pull up the covers to get a clear view of Zabdiel.

Once you're sure he's still asleep, you get to work. You start by gently rubbing his thighs, making them unconsciously open wider. Your hands make their way to his fully erect dick. You grasp him fully and begin to pump slowly, applying light pressure. You keep an eye on him to gauge his reaction. He squirms a little to the light pressure and turns his head to nuzzle the pillow and takes a deep breath. You decide to step up the game and grip him firmly and lower your head to his dick, engulfing just his tip.

The sudden warmth around his member makes him grunt and shift some more. You look up to see if he's awake. He isn't. But the way he's moving, you know it won't be long till he is. You return your focus to the task at hand and lower your head till your nose bumps his navel, deep-throating him. You begin to bob your head a few times before you feel a hand thread through your hair and his raspy morning voice reaches your ears, sending tingles straight to your core. "Mm, nena, no pares," he says.

You look up through the gap in the covers and see his sleepy brown eyes looking back into yours. The hand above his head threads through his own hair as he bites his lip, groaning through his teeth. You get a little cheeky and gently drag your teeth against his length, making his hips buck upwards and shoving his dick down your throat. You gag around him and he groans.

"Fuck!" He growls, hand gripping your hair tighter. You moan around him and finally pull off of him to breathe. Your hand replaces your mouth and you find a small bundle of nerves near his tip, causing him to groan loudly and hips buck hard against your hand. A little too intense? He must still be sensitive from last night.

Once you've caught your breath you place your mouth back on his dick and he moans your name. "Más, nena, más," he encourages you. It's getting harder for him to control himself the closer you bring him to his high. "I-I'm gonna c-cum, cariño... Fuck!"

You gently rub his balls and that's all it takes to send over the edge, spilling himself down your throat, moaning your name and grabbing your hair. You keep working him through his high until he gently tugs your hair to pull you off of him. Both his hands grip your arms and he drags you up so you straddle his chest. "Good morning, Y/N," he whispers.

You laugh and reply in kind, "Good morning, Zabdiel." You lean down and give him a quick kiss, which he quickly deepened by sliding his tongue into your mouth and taking control. You feel his hands go down your sides and grab your hips, rubbing gentle circles. You break apart and you can't help but smile. How the hell did you get so lucky?

The sudden feeling of fingers sliding down the front of your damp panties and rubbing your sensitive clit quickly pulls you from your thoughts. You moan and tip your head back. You feel Zabdiel shift underneath you and suddenly your on your back, him on top of you. You look into his brown eyes and bite your lip as he leans down and places kisses on your neck and when he reaches your ear he growls,

"It's time I return the favor."