Lorenzo Berkshire X Fem!Reader ???
Could you do a oneshot of the reader and Enzo being close friends? Basically they both secretly harbor feelings, but they don’t know how to tell each other. Reader starts to have spicy dreams about Enzo and get shy and flustered to be around him so she avoids him. Her bestie is Pansy. Basically, Pansy asks why reader has been so weird. Maybe a smutty ending between Enzo and Reader?
Pairing: Lorenzo Berkshire x Fem Slytherin Reader
Warnings/Notes: mild language, p in v, smut, fluff, angst…
Summary: Suddenly, you’re developing feelings for your best friend and you’re unsure what to do…
Authors Note: I suck at writing smut lmao I tried my best for the request and hope whoever requested this is happy! I’m soooooo sorry it took me so long to get to the request. While reading the request, it kind of sounded like something I read, but not completely you know, but it sounded familiar, so after going through my reading archives—I found the fic that it reminded me of. If you haven’t read it already, it’s called “Agora Hills” by @theostrophywife , so please go check out her piece! And her other work! It’s amazing! She is a super, super, super talented author!🤍
If someone were to ask you who your best friend was, you'd answer right away and tell them, "Lorenzo Berkshire."
There was no need for anyone to ask the question of course as it was pretty obvious. You two were always together. In fact, you guys were seen so often together that some began to question if you two were just friends. You were quick to deny the speculations and to shut any rumors down, but it didn't always help.
It didn't help that your own friend group also questioned your guys' relationship. You'd remind them it's "platonic" and it's just a "friendship" and not a "relationship". You begun to think that they enjoyed how flustered it made both you and Enzo.
Of course they choose to tease their two most empathetic, shy, and naive friends.
Out of your friend group, it was you who was the most empathetic. Sometimes your friends wondered how you got sorted into Slytherin. You were shy and always were timidly in the background. You weren't super confident in yourself mentally or physically. You were naive to the crudeness and cruelty ongoing around you. You were definitely the innocent one, a trait that your friends admired about you even though they sometimes secretly think your Hufflepuff or something.
You loved to tie a ribbon bow in your hair if that said anything. You use to do a pink ribbon, but everyone teased you for it, so you switched to an emerald green ribbon.
However, it was your friends who scared everyone away who teased you about your love for your bows. They loved your innocence, your naivety, your shyness, and your cuteness. You were like a female version of Enzo in their eyes, but a lot less exposed to the world compared to him. He hung out with the boys a lot because of Quidditch, so it was obvious he had not the most innocent mind.
Enzo and you have known each other since before Hogwarts. After all, your mothers were childhood best friends themselves and this wished the same for their future children. Your mothers were amazed when they ended up pregnant a few months apart. Enzo was older than you by four months, but you both were attached by the hip the moment you both met.
Your mothers believe the two of you are destined or something like that. They said they saw it the day they put their two babies in a room together. They claimed the sun brightened and that childish giggles were all they could hear as the two of your begun to play. Enzo and you always roll your eyes and smile, believing the two women were over exaggerating the day you two were introduced.
"Pans...could we talk about something?" You murmur.
The boys were practicing for their next Quidditch game on Friday against Ravenclaw. It was just Pansy, Astoria and you in the Common Room, but Astoria had fallen asleep while studying. Pansy was reading through her essay and you were trying to read your latest romance novel, but you couldn't quite focus.
"Yeah, of course! What's up?" She asks, looking up at you with a soft smile.
Her black hair was in its normal perfect bob, her green eyes sparkling in the soft glow from the fireplace. She was pale and had sharp features, light freckles dusting across her nose and cheeks. You were always envious of how perfect she looked.
You glanced around the Common Room, realizing it was just you three in the room which was rather strange, but you were thankful in the moment.
"I...I like someone, but I don't think I can like him." You admit softly, so softly she would have had missed it if she weren't accustomed to your soft tone.
"And why is that, honey?" She asks softly, sitting up as she angled herself more towards you.
"He's my friend. I doubt he likes me that way. Even if he did like me that way...I don't know if I could be with him. I'd be worried about losing him if things went array." You admit quietly, anxiously fidgeting with your hands.
"Hun, is this about Enz?" She asks softly, placing a hand over your fidgeting ones.
You look up from your hands, your cheeks flushing red as you meet her soft eyes and her soft smile. You nod slowly, your hair falling in your face, and you suddenly were thankful for the shield to protect you.
"What would you like to do? Would you like to find out where he stands?" She asks.
"I dunno...maybe...maybe I should wait. Maybe it'll go away." You mumble embarrassed.
"Okay, hun...why don't you talk to me after you wait and you're one hundred percent certain how you feel and I'll help you figure it out? How's that sound? It'll give you time to think about it and maybe I can sniff out some information for our next conversation." She says.
"Okay...thanks, Pans. You're the best." You murmur, hugging her.
She smiles, hugging you back as she waits until you pull away. You had always wondered about why she waited to pull away from a hug. You learned that she wanted to wait until the other person was ready to let go because maybe they really needed a hug. You loved that about Pansy and it made her hugs all the more special.
You both abruptly pull apart when the guys walk in as they talk and yell obnoxiously loud. Astoria had jumped and fallen off the armchair she was curled up on. You and Pansy softly giggle before helping her up and sort her notes back out.
"Our girls! How are you three?" Theodore asks, the group of tall men surrounding you girls.
"I'm tired." Astoria grumbles, curling back up in the armchair, looping an arm around your waist.
You smile softly as her, continuing to play with her hair as she snuggled closer to you.
"We are alright. You boys should go get showered before dinner." Pansy says, a smile on her lips.
"Don't you want a hug, baby?" Blaise pouts.
"Not with how sweaty you are. I'm sure your Quidditch husband would love a hug right now though." She says, rolling her eyes playfully.
You giggle, shaking your head. Blaise and Pansy were such an adorable couple who bantered playfully.
"Girl, you can't pull that on me when you got your school wife." Blaise snorts.
"True. I did get pretty lucky with this fine piece of woman." Pansy says, winking at you as she kisses your cheek.
You flush red at her words, looking down at your lap as you smile shyly. Your hair served as a barrier against the boys' eyes who of course were teasing you about your reaction to Pansy.
You glance up at Enzo to see him staring at your knees with furrowed brows. Your cheeks flush red as you had fallen up the stairs earlier today and had nearly dragged Pansy down. You had some nasty bruises on your knees now.
"Stori, we should go get ready for dinner." You murmur.
"Noooooo." She grumbles, holding you tighter.
"Yesssss, I'm hungry and I'm teetering towards being hangry." You whine.
"And a hangry her is never good." Pansy snorts.
"Hey!" You exclaim with a pout.
"She isn't wrong, love. You are a tad bit scary when you're hangry." Lorenzo says, offering you one of his famous crooked smile.
"Meanie, your suppose to stand up for me." You grumble, crossing your arms over your chest as your pout.
Pansy snorts, rolling her eyes as she watches Enzo's cheeks flush red and he diverts his eyes to the carpet. Theodore clears his throat, catching Pansy's attention and he polity motions to your chest. Pansy snorts, loving how Theodore was always such a gentleman and it explained Enzo's reaction.
"Hun, you've got a few buttons undone and you're pushing your boobs up. I can see your bra too." Pansy whispers.
You flush red and immediately button up the buttons that came undone, struggling as the blouse was a tad bit tight, but you managed.
"Alright! We'll shower and head to dinner. Wait for us?" Theodore asks.
"Yep. Oh! I remembered what I was gonna ask this morning! I need one of your guys' extra jerseys for Friday. I may of forgotten your guys' custom made one for me at my house over break." You admit shyly.
"You can have mine, love." Enzo says softly and you smile thankfully.
"You're the best, Enz! I'd give you a hug, but you are a little sweaty." You say softly.
"She means a lot sweaty, but she's just being nice." Pansy says, her nose crinkling as she looks at the sweaty boys.
The boys all look at each other before grinning and tackling you girls into a hug as you girls squeal and beg for it to stop. You were being held against Enzo's sweaty chest and you look up with a pout as your nose crinkles slightly.
"That's not really nice, now we are all gonna have to shower." You grumble, your hands resting on his chest.
"Oh? What was that? You want more hugs?" He asks, the three of you girls getting passed between the guys once more before you ended up in his arms again.
"Uhhhh, you guys are such jerks." Astoria grumbles sleepily from her boyfriend's hold.
"She isn't wrong." Pansy huffs, shoving Theodore and Blaise away.
"Come on Y/n/n, let's go shower real quick." Astoria mumbles sleepily, holding a hand out to you.
You take her hand, looking at Pansy who takes your other outstretched hand.
"Together?" Theodore asks, his cheeks flushed red as the guys gape at you three.
"Oh yeah, we are gonna just lather each other up with soap and wash each other hairs." Pansy says sarcastically, winking at them as she smirks.
"We technically have showered all at once on a few occasions. I mean we are best friends and we've seen it all before." Astoria says with a shrug.
"And if we are going to get to dinner on time, I guess we'll have no choice." Pansy says, sighing with fake disappointment.
"Uh, can I watch?" Theodore asks before getting smacked by the other guys.
"Uh, girlfriend?" Blaise says in a duh tone.
"We are husbands, we can share a wife." He says.
"My girlfriend." Draco says in a duh tone.
"And no one can see Y/n/n." Mattheo says, his eyes flickering to Enzo.
You start to lead the girls out of the Common Room, heading towards your guys' shared dorm—even though it was just you a majority of the time in here.
"Alright, we have to study hard tonight guys. You boys have a Quidditch game tomorrow and if you don't pass your tests tomorrow, you'll be benched." Pansy says, walking in front of the boys who sat in a line.
You couldn't help, but giggle as Pansy was practically a General of sorts for these boys. She looks at you sharply and raises one of her perfectly sculpted eyebrows.
"You got something to say over there, pipsqueak? I believe if you fail the tests you get a week of detention." She says and you groan, sinking down into a seat next to Blaise.
"Ha!" Astoria says, pointing at you.
"If you fail, you'll be in detention for two weeks and excluded from any extra curricular as well." Pansy scolds.
Astoria sighs and sits down, the group zoning out as Pansy rants before leading them to the library where they take up four tables, the four most needed subjects to be studied for. You were sat next to Enzo who was entirely focused on his studies.
You studied for an hour and still have an hour and a half before dinner which was when this study session was going to be ended. You decide to rest your eyes for a moment, completely unaware of what could have gone wrong.
"Enzo? What are you doing in here?" You ask softly.
His hair was tousled, almost as if he had run his hand through it. His eyes weren't their normal soft and welcoming brown. There was a darkness to them, an edge to them you haven't seen in those eyes before.
"I can't stand it when you're so kind to those fools, love. Can't you see that they just want your attention because they think you're pretty? They don't actually need your help." He says.
His voice sounded an octave deeper as he takes slow deliberate steps towards you. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion.
"They just needed help, Enz. Why is it bothering you?" You ask softly, putting a hand on his arm.
"Because I see the way they look at you. They look at you the way I look at you. They want you, love. They want you like I want you." He murmurs, his eyes slowly looking over your face.
Your lips part in surprise as he wraps an arm around you, pulling you in. He leans down, kissing you hard. You kiss back softly, surprised by how soft his lips were despite the bruising force. His hands find your hips, slowly trailing down to the backs of your thighs. With a barely audible whisper of the word "jump", you do as your told, wrapping your legs around his waist.
His lips were on yours once more, climbing on the bed, slowly crawling up it before lying you down in the middle. He kisses down your jawline, unbuttoning your blouse with skilled fingers. He lifts you slightly, letting you shrug off the blouse as he reaches a hand behind you and undoes the clasp of your bra with two fingers.
"Enz." You whisper softly as he kisses down your neck.
Your fingers begin to undo the buttons to his button up, the two of you slowly working out of clothes. His pillow soft lips find yours once more and you tangle your fingers in his brown locks, holding him closer.
His lets a hand travel down between you both, groaning as he gathers your wetness on his fingers. You whimper, letting him toy with yours folds before pushing yourself in his hand as he pushes a finger inside of you.
"Enzo." You whimper, arching up to be closer to him.
"You're so pretty, baby." He murmurs, leaving marks behind on your neck.
You mind felt foggy, feeling as if you were in a state of shock because this was finally happening. This means he wants you too, right? He's had feelings all along?
"You gonna take my cock like a good girl, baby?" He murmurs, his lips brushing against yours as you looked up at him with your innocent eyes.
"Mhm, I will Enz." You whimper, squirming beneath him.
"You're my good girl, baby. My good and pretty girl." He murmurs as he slowly pushes his cock into you.
You whimper, your nails digging into his skin as you felt yourself stretch to accommodate him. His swollen lips find yours, swallowing your whimpers and soft moans.
He groans, his eyes fluttering closed as he rests his forehead against yours, letting you adjust.
"Oh Enz, you feel so good." You whimper, squirming once more.
He moves, leaving soft kisses on your neck as he starts to move his hips at a slow pace before he slowly picks up the pace. You moans grow louder and closer together as a coil of heat winds in your stomach.
"Such a pretty girl. Taking my cock so good. Mmm, you're such a good girl, baby. You're my good girl." He whispers.
"Your good girl, Enz, only yours." You whimpers
"That's right baby, only mine." He murmurs.
"I'm close, Enz." You whimper, your nails leaving behind bloody crescents in his arms.
"Cum for me, baby. Cum for me like the good girl you are." He murmurs.
"Enzo!" You cry out, coming around him.
He whimpers softly, feeling you squeeze around him. You whimper, feeling his warm seed coat your walls.
"Such a good girl, baby." He whispers into your hair.
"Need you, Enz." You whimper, your lips brushing against his cheek.
You jump awake, looking around slowly as your face flushed red. You realized everyone was still studying and you clench your thighs, feeling your soaked panties. You couldn't believe you just had a dream about your best friend—-right next to him.
"How was your nap, love? I promise I won't tell Pans. You needed it." He says, smiling softly at you.
"Uh, good. I...I'm going to go ahead and go a little early." You mumble.
"Oh? You okay? I can go with you." He says.
"No, that's okay. I-I just need some fresh air." You say.
"Oh...okay, see you later then?" He asks, smiling at you.
"Yeah, later." You whisper, grabbing your stuff and quickly leaving as you ignore Pansy's calls back.
"Here's Enzo's jersey. He said he tried to wait up for you, but you were taking too long." Pansy says, tossing it to you.
You chew at your lip nervously before you throw on the jersey. It was one from last year.
"I-uh-I dunno if I'm going to the game." You murmur.
"What!? This is the big game. At least one of the two. It's against Gryffindor!" She snaps.
"Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry." You mumble, scurrying away as she sighs and calls for you.
You hole yourself up in the bathroom until it's literally minutes until you had to leave. You slide the jersey back on, putting your hair in a ponytail with a green and silver ribbon. You slide your skirt on, tugging at it before rolling your eyes.
It was Astoria’s turn to do laundry this week which probably meant she forgot and did some spell which shrunk your guys' clothes—again. You slide your shoes on before you make your way to the field alone. You couldn't quite get to the girls because the stands were so packed, so you stood a few rows up. You huff as you feel someone keep tugging on your ponytail.
You ignore it and focus on the game that began. They were currently matching up and you saw Enzo looking at the stands. You smile awkwardly when he spots you and he waves so you do the same before you see his frown as he focuses on the person behind you who was still tugging on your ponytail. You huff and pull it away again, turning around to glare at them.
"Please stop it. I'm sure you wouldn't like it if I was pulling on your hair." You scold softly.
"Awww, she can't even stand her own ground. So soft spoken and she says please. God, you are a disgrace to the Slytherin house." He cackles.
He was a year above you and you frown at him, your eyes watering and you turn around, looking down as you cross your arms over your chest.
You ignore the tugging on your ponytail and try to focus on the game, Gryffindor was winning because Enzo kept missing hits as he was watching the stands. Your ribbon is pulled free and your hair was whipping everywhere because the wind. You turn around and try to snatch your ribbon back, but he holds it above your head.
"Give it back you jerk!" You exclaim, trying to grab it.
"God, you are pathetic. Who wears ribbons in their hair? You act like a child all the time and hide around those jerks who think they run the Slytherin house." He laughs.
He elbows you when you managed to get a hold on it. This was your favorite ribbon. It was from Enzo a few years back. You stumble and fall down. One of the first year girls help you up, offering you a sad smile.
"And Berkshire is heading for the stands along with the Riddle twins. It seems that...Anderson is picking on Y/l/n." Neville announces.
"Give it back to her, Anderson." Enzo says.
"And leave her alone or we'll punch your face in." Mattheo warns.
"Pathetic." Anderson hisses at you, giving you the ribbon.
"What did he say, love?" Enzo asks.
You shake your head, looking away.
Your eyebrows furrow, but you do as he says. Both he and Tom grab a hand and lift you slightly where you feet were a few inches off the ground, to the front row with Pansy and Astoria to ensure Anderson won't bother you again. Pansy takes your ribbon and gently gathers your hair into a ponytail before tying it. Enzo was a lot more focused on the second half of the game and somehow Slytherin managed to win.
You knew there was an elaborate party planned. You were feeling a bit insecure about you place with your friends after Anderson, so you branched off from the girls who were waiting for their boyfriends. You reach your dorm, curling into a ball on your bed and falling asleep.
You were sitting in the Common Room with the girls again. It was a little over a week since the big win against Gryffindor. The boys were practicing for their next match even though it was Saturday.
You had managed to avoid Enzo since the game against Gryffindor and somehow managed the same at yesterday's game. You managed to find an excuse as to why you couldn't do movie night last week. You tried to find a way to distance yourselves from the girls, the thing Anderson said really bothered you, but Pansy wasn't having it.
"What's going on with you? You've been acting strange." She notes, closing her book.
Astoria looks up from her notes and focuses on the conversation. You frown, playing with the hem of your skirt and sigh.
"Am I...childish?" You ask.
"What? No! Why would you think that?" She asks.
"Anderson said something about me being childish and that I hide around your guys." You mumble.
"Anderson is an asshole. You aren't childish. We love you the way you are and you don't hide around us. You are equally as apart of our group. No one hides." She says, smiling at you.
"Okay." You murmur, smiling slightly.
"Now, what's going on with you and Enz? You've been avoiding him." She says.
"Nothings going on. I haven't been avoiding him." You say quickly.
"You have. He's been real upset about it. He thinks he did something wrong. You canceled on movie night with him last week and you owled him to tell him you didn't think you'd be able to do it tonight. You've got nothing to do and we know that, so what's up?" Astoria asks.
"I...I realized that after these past few weeks that those feelings I've grown to develop for Enz haven't gone anyway. They are getting stronger. I...have you guys ever had a dream about one of the guys?" You ask.
"No, I can't say I have." Astoria says.
"I have. I used to have dreams about Blaise and I before we got together." Pansy says with a grin.
"I've had a dream about all three of you." Mattheo says.
"Same." Theodore says, the pair walking in together
"Where's the others?" Astoria asks.
"Showering. Don't worry." Theodore says.
"Wait...you had a dream about Enz, didn't you?" Astoria asks in shock as she looks back at you.
You nod, your cheeks flushing red as you use your hair as a shield to hide from the four sets of shocked eyes.
"Enz has been torn up this past week. He thinks you hate him or something." Mattheo says.
"Turns out you fancy him! Wait until he hears this." Theodore laughs.
"Tone it done, boys. No one is saying anything. This is her business. Honey, I think it's time you talk with Enz. You're hurting not only him, but yourself by keeping this distance between you guys. It's obvious your feelings for him are growing. It's time you talk about it. Maybe he feels the same." Pansy says softly.
"No. It's fine. Maybe if I ignore it long enough it'll go away. I don't wanna lose him because he doesn't feel the same, Pans. I can't tell him." You say, shaking your head as you pull your knees to your chest.
"Honey, you need to say something." She says softly.
"No. It's fine. It'll be fine. I've been avoiding him, yes, but I'll put an end to that today. I...I should go get snacks for the movie night. Maybe make two pallets...no, he'll still think he's done something wrong if we aren't cuddling like normal." You mumble, thinking more to yourself than talking to your friends who felt bad for you.
"Practice was great!" Enzo exclaims, walking in with his hair dripping wet.
You were completely oblivious as you mumbled to yourself about different snacks and film titles, but then since you have to go out and get the snacks, you started to make a list in your head of some other things you needed.
"Is she okay?" Enzo asks quietly as he looks over you.
"I believe she's just making a list of items she's gonna grab when she heads into town real quick. See, snacks, clothes because Astoria shrunk ours again—wait! Astoria! You shrunk our clothes again!" Pansy exclaims.
"I didn't mean to!" She exclaims.
You get up, heading to your dorm, unaware that Enzo was following you. You sit at your desk and start to make a list.
"Love, can we talk?" He asks.
"Argh!" You exclaim, you hand knocking the ink pot over.
You mumble curses as you hurry to clean it up before turning to Enzo with a sheepish smile. He smiles slightly.
"O-Of course, sorry. I've been kinda in my head all day today." You admit shyly.
"Is something bothering you?" He asks.
"No, no, of course not. What do you wanna talk about?" You ask.
"Why have you been avoiding me?" He asks.
"I haven't been avoiding you, Enz. I've just been a tad bit busy is all." You say, smiling softly at him.
"So you have time for our movie night tonight?" He asks.
"Mhm. I just have to grab snacks. Anything you want?" You say.
"Just you, love." He says cheekily, winking at you.
"I-oh-well I'm getting snacks anyway. I have to get me some new clothes again anyway." You say shyly.
"You could just wear my shirts...or nothing, but whatever suits your boat, love." He says, smiling as he leaves.
Pansy walks in with raised brows and she gives you a grin when she sees your dropped jaw.
"I believe Enz just suggested he rather see me in his clothes or naked." You mumble.
"Okay...Enz is here, check...snacks is a check, as are the drinks...extra blankets is a check...I feel like I'm forgetting something. Am I forgetting something?" You ask as you look back at your list.
Enzo was lying on your bed, his arms behind his head as he watched you pace with your clipboard and quill.
"You right next to me." He says and your cheeks flush red.
"Enz, I'm being serious. Something is missing. Or am I going bonkers?" You ask.
"In my eyes you've always been a bit bonkers, but in the cutest most adorable way you can be bonkers. Nothing is missing though. I think you're overthinking per usual." He says.
You take your sweater off, leaving you in a white tank top and your skirt. You carefully climb onto the bed, careful not to flash him as Astoria unfortunately shrunk your guys' underwear as well and Enzo talked you out of clothes shopping today as he wanted to watch two films.
You start the movie, bringing the blankets up more as you were cold.
"Why are you so far away? Get over here, love." He says.
You scooch over slowly until he rolls his eyes and wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. You sigh softly, resting your head on his shoulder and resting a hand above his heart. He rubs circles on your exposed side, slowly going higher. It wasn't strange for him to do this. Enzo was a very touchy person when it came to showing his affection.
"What was your dream about?" He asks.
"What?" You mumble confused.
"Your dream about me. You were talking about it earlier today. What was it that I was doing to you?" He asks.
"Oh...you heard about that...which means you heard everything after that too." You whisper as your nerves begin to start.
You go to get up, but he rolls over so that you're beneath him. You look up at him with wide eyes.
"You aren't going anywhere, pretty girl. We are going to talk about this." He says seriously.
"I-uh-oh." You splutter, your cheeks flushed red as your heart races.
"Is it hard to believe I like you too, love? I thought I had been making it pretty obvious." He mumbles, his eyes flickering over your face.
"You like me?" You squeak.
"Mhm, quite a bit. I never thought you'd like me, but then I overheard the conversation earlier and it was like a new hope for me." He admits.
"Enz...I never would've thought you would like me. I just thought you saw me as your best friend." You admit shyly.
"You'll always be my best friend, love. But, now we can be more too." He admits.
Your eyes flicker to his lips, wondering if they are as soft as they were in your dream. His eyes darken, catching where your eyes were focused. He leans down, kissing your lips softly. You hum softly as you kiss back, tangling your fingers in his hair.
He trails a hand between you both, ghosting over your stomach before trailing down your thigh. You whimper as he moves his hand back up your thigh, moving it beneath your skirt. You try to squeeze your legs close, but he was in between your legs.
His fingers brush against your wet folds as he pulls away with a grunt. His eyes find yours and you flush red under his intense gaze.
"N-No, Stori shrunk our clothes again." You whisper.
"Such a dirty girl, aren't you?" He murmurs, leaning down and kissing the column of your neck.
You let a shaky breath out as your eyes fluttered closed. You push yourself down closer to his hand that was between your legs. You whine softly as he rubs the sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Enzo, please." You plead, squirming beneath him.
"So impatient, baby." He murmurs, nipping at your neck and eliciting a gasp from you.
Before you could scold him to hurry up, he was working his pants off. Your fingers went to his loosely buttoned dress shirt where you begin to unbutton it. He shrugs it off after kicking his boxers and pants off.
He starts to pull your skirt down as you stare at his hard cock that was thick and long, a vein bulging out the side of it, the head an angry red and oozing precum.
You sit up and take off your tank top, before lying back down. He hovers above you, kissing your lips so softly as he praises you and calls you beautiful as he sinks into you. You arch up into him, your nails dragging down his back as your walls stretch to accommodate him.
"Enzo!" You moan, his lips swallowing the sweet sound.
"Your alright baby, you're doing so good. Taking my cock like the little cock slut you are, aren't you?" He murmurs into your ear.
You clench around him, the dirty name making something twist inside of you as you let a breathy moan out. You never expected Enzo to say such dirty things.
"Enz!" You cry, arching your back off the bed as his thrusts speed up.
You squirm, feeling the overwhelming pressure building. He holds your hips, his teeth leaving marks all over your skin, leaving his claim. He wanted everyone to know that you were his. Now that he had you, there was no letting go.
"That's it baby, keep taking my cock like a good girl. You feel so good around my cock, so fucking tight." He says, his voice deeper—huskier.
You wished he'd keep quiet just for the fact that hearing him like that—was because of you and that made a whole new feeling wash over you.
His lips slant over yours, the two of your lips moving in sync. You follow his lead, sinking back further into the bed and he follows, deepening the kiss. Your hands get lost in his hair as he bites your bottom lip, swallowing your whimper as he deepens the kiss once more.
His tongue glides across your bottom lip, before teeth were clashing as the kiss got too intense. You both pull away, chests heaving as you both tried to catch your breath.
"Thank you, Pansy. I really appreciate it." You say, smiling softly as she helped cover all the hickeys.
"I get it. Eventually, he'll get a little control over himself. The boys, especially our boys, are all about staking their claim. I don't get it entirely either, but if it helps them sleep at night, so be it." She says, laughing softly and you join her.
You both walk to breakfast, getting lost in your guys' normal conversation. You were unaware of Enzo's eyes on you as you walked in.
His lips part, seeing you wearing an olive green sundress that ended a little above mid thigh. Your hair was down and the smile on your face lit up the whole room.
"You're staring." Theodore chuckles.
"Fuck, she's so hot...wait a damn minute. One, she covered her hickeys and two, there's over a seventy five percent chance that if she moves the wrong way in that dress she will flash someone." Enzo says, sitting up straighter.
"Look...I learned the hard way, but you've just got to trust her. Don't make the mistakes I did and make the foundation rocky in the beginning." Blaise says.
He sighs, looking at his plate as you and Pansy take a seat. He looks up and has to take a deep breath. He hated how much cleavage was on show, because he knew people would see you like this.
But, he hated the idea of other men seeing you this way. He remembered his plan and reached beneath the table for the bouquet of flowers. Your lips part as he hands you the assortment of flowers.
"Will you be my girlfriend, Y/n/n?" He asks, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink as the boys whoop and tease him.
You smile and look at him like he was the only man in the world—a look that made him melt.
"I'd love to, Enz." You say softly.
The whole table whoops louder before being quieted by Professor Snape. You smile at Enzo, feeling really good about this.
