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amelie zabini

I wake up in Zeno's tight grasp; our legs intertwined and arms over one another; our warm breath brushing up against one another delicately as it sends chills all around my body.

His large sherpa blanket covered the both of us - the air was cold and the faint noises of the other boys were softly sniffling and snoring in their sleep.

Zeno was never much of a snorer. Just his rhythmic breathing and his gently parted lips.

He has thick lips.

If I could kiss them forever, I definitely would.

The sun shone through the large window, shining down in the middle of the room as the particles in the air floated through the rays.

It was very early, to be exact.

I always wake up by myself at such an early time after many years of being woken up by Lola and Scarlett.

Squirming in his embrace in attempt for him to release me, he quietly groans and unwraps his arms as he turns over, falling fast asleep once more.

I do a little stretch and yawn as I pull the sherpa off my body.

Immediately, the cold air hits my skin as I slightly shiver, though I composed myself and stretched a little bit more.

The four-post beds could never really accommodate two people at once for a good night's sleep, though one could manage to pull through; it was possible but uncomfortable.

I slowly get up from the bed trying my best not to wake Zeno up and head towards the bathroom where my clothing is.

Looking at the mirror, I glimpse at myself wearing Zeno's large and baggy grey shirt that barely passed my fingertips. My hair was a complete mess and my eyes were slightly swollen.

Merlin's beard, do I always look like this?

I glance at the sink top and figured that I just make do with what I have; toothpaste and my finger. I'll completely brush my teeth once I'm in my room, but for now, this will do.

I squeeze out a small amount of toothpaste onto my pointer finger and start 'brushing' my teeth.

After the 'brushing', I turn on the sink and hover down.

Spitting, taking in water, gargling, spitting, then quickly splashing my face to rid the crust in my eyes.

As I straighten up, I gasp at the sudden sight of Zeno standing behind me; black shirt, grey sweatpants and his semi-ruffled hair.

"Good morning," he bellows as he gently grabs me by the waist. Zeno turns me around and leans in, placing a warm kiss onto my forehead, "Were you going to leave without telling me?"

"No, of course not," I responded, "Good morning to you as well."

Zeno smiled as I made way for him by moving aside the sink.

He inched closer towards the sink and picked up his toothbrush and toothpaste.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Zeno asked.

"Something like that," I responded.

Squeezed some toothpaste onto his toothbrush, and brushed away.

I hopped onto the counter of the sink and observed.

He didn't seem to care.

God, everything he did was so attractive; his veiny hands wrapped around his toothbrush, the furrowing of his eyebrows as he attentively watched himself brush his teeth in the mirror.

His strong arms, his large frame, his hair.

His intoxicating scent.

Zeno finished as he, too, quickly rinsed his face to rid the crust; the crust you get after sleep.

He inched towards me and stood between my legs as I was propped on top of the sink counter.

"Can I kiss you now?" he asked softly as his large hand cupped my face, "On the lips?"

I softly chuckled as I gently grabbed ahold of his chin and gestured him to lean down.

Zeno's lips melted onto mines; we both taste like mint - lips cold, though our kissing soon warmed them up.

I inattentively clung both my arms around his neck as his hands groped my bottom while we passionately made out on the sink.

Zeno quickly pulled away with his blood-rushed parted lips.

He gulped and turned around as he closed the bathroom door, and click.

Turning  back around, he immediately crashed his lips onto mine as he supported my back by the tense impact with his arm.

Zeno pulled away from our kiss once more as his green eyes glistened down into mine.

"I-. Can I make love to you right now?" Zeno asked softly.

"Don't you think they'll hear us?" I asked lowly. Tension pent up in between my legs even at the sight of his desperation for my touch.

He shook his head no as he gulped; he really wanted to have sex.

And to be fair, so did I.

This is Zeno Berkshire; who wouldn't have sex with him?

"Muffliato," Zeno mumbled as he dove in for more warm, wet, and passionate kisses.

My fingers ran through his hair as Zeno sucked on the bottom of my lip.

I knocked my head back as Zeno trailed his lips down from my jawline to my collarbone.

He went back up, nipping gently as I sucked in my breath.

"You look so good in my clothing, Mel," he shuddered against my neck, "But I need them off of you."

"Then take them off of me," I responded breathlessly.

Zeno pulled his head away from my neck as he stared at me with awe. He tugged at the bottom of the grey shirt I wore and pulled it over my head, tossing the shirt onto the ground shortly after.

His hands gripped onto the tender skin of my waist as he bit his lip; examining my exposed body as I sat on the sink counter.

"Your skin," he breathed, "Is so... beautiful. It's so fucking-. soft and-. I just want to touch you endlessly-."

Zeno was in awe as his eyes consistently glanced at my body.

"And you can," I said softly as his eyes met with mine, "You can touch me."

Zeno's glance softened. He was thankful.

He looked down at my thighs as both his veiny hands groped on each. Zeno slowly pried my legs apart as he lowered down.

Zeno looked up at me with his eager glance.

"May I e-."

"Yes," I said with no hesitation, "Yes, please do."

The corners of his mouth lifted ever so slightly.

Zeno licked his lips as his head moved closer to my pussy.

He took his finger and pushed my underwear aside as it gave him access to me.

Slowly, but surely, his warm lips brushed against my pussy as I arched my back out of pleasure.

His touch alone would send me into complete orbit -  everything he did, to me, was perfect.

As if the flaws didn't exist while we had sex.

His tongue slithered in between my pussy as he immediately found my clit.

"Oh-. Right there-." I whimpered as I leaned against the mirror, "Please don't ever stop."

Zeno grabbed ahold of my hips as he massaged them slowly while he devoured the pool that sat between my legs.

His tongue paid close attention to my clit, then at my entrance, then back onto my clit; a power move, if you may.

Zeno's swirled and twirled around my pulsating clit as my legs abruptly closed onto his head, though this gesture didn't make him pull away. He continued working his way with me as small whimpers escaped my throat.

He sucked, tongue-fucked, and twirled all with the magic of his mouth - his tongue.

Zeno occasionally slipped two fingers inside me as he miraculously pleasured the absolute fuck out of my sensitive bud.

Delirious moans and whimpers escaped my lips - even Zeno was softly groaning at the sound of my vocality.

I knew I was soon coming when I started bucking my hips against his face.

Zeno immediately pulls away and stands back up with his wet mouth and his dilated pupils.

He licked his lips and leaned over to kiss me.

I kissed him as his tongue slithered into my mouth. Zeno cupped my face as he bit my bottom my lip gently once more.

"Zeno," I muttered against his mouth, "Can you fuck me?"

At an instant, Zeno's hand traveled down to my waist as he removed my underwear with such agility and quickness, then flinging it onto the ground.

His fingers brushed against my pussy as I sucked in at the sudden touch.

"How do you want me, Mel?" Zeno whispered harshly as he stared into my eyes.

I could easily get lost just staring into them - into him.

"I want you in every. way. possible," I said to him slowly.

I was urging for him. My heart was beating fast and the need for him - the need for him grew.

Everything about him was intoxicating. Everything. His kisses. Eyes. The power in his waist. I couldn't get enough.

Zeno's face grew a smirk as he pulled down his sweatpants just enough for his hardening dick to pop out, as well as remove his shirt and throwing it onto the ground.

I looked down and quickly glanced at his large size. I knew that over time this would soon become either unbearable or something that I would just have to get used to.

I choose adjustment over the concept of not having sex with him ever again.

"Are you okay?" Zeno asked as he stared directly at me - eager for a response, eager for honesty, eager.

I nod yes.

"Okay," he breathed, "You tell me when to stop, okay?"

I nod again.

Zeno parted my leg with his left hand as he took his right hand and aligned himself with against entrance.

Slowly, Zeno rubbed his tip against my clit as I arched my back at the feeling of his flesh onto mine - and this close.

"Oh-. god-." I muttered under my breath.

"Does that feel good, Amelie?" Zeno harshly whispered. He rubbed his tip against my wet entrance as he slowly slid his tip in, "Does that feel better?"

"Way better," I whimpered, "Fuck-. Way better, Zeno."

Zeno allowed me to adjust to his size; tip, to the middle of his dick, then fully inside.

As he fully reached inside, a gasp escaped my lips as he softly chuckled at the wince he caused; the pain he knew he was giving.

Though he also knew that it was something I knew I was looking forward - what I always look forward to when we have sex.

Zeno pumped into me with such a passionate pace; I could feel all of him. My tight pussy fit around him like a glove; there was absolutely no way I wouldn't have been able to feel all of him.

"Tell me when to-. Go-. Easy-." Zeno grunted as he bucked his hips faster than before; picking up the pace, picking up the speed.

As Zeno bucked his hips against mine, I couldn't differentiate the difference between what hurt and what felt good.

What happens when you feel both?

Everything about his movement is enticing; the way he fucks, sucks, kisses, and carresses.

"You feel so, so good,"I whimpered.

"Oh, do I?" Zeno mumbled.

At a sudden movement, Zeno pulled out as I winced. He lifted both my legs up at his shoulders as I abruptly leaned against the large mirror on my back.

Zeno plummeted himself inside me at this position as a loud moan slithered out of mouth nonchalantly - effortlessly.

"Fuck!" I moan, "Zeno-. I don't think I ca-."

"Just try," he insisted, "Try for me, a-and if you want me to stop, then I will stop."

I gulped.

This position seemed like it was going to be painful, but my mum did not raise a quitter.

Not at all.

As my legs were over both his shoulders, his dick thrusted deeper inside me.

I knocked my head back at the pain as indistinct swear words left my mouth.

Zeno placed both his hands onto the sink as he leaned against them with all his weight while looking down at me- at my pussy.

Zeno started rocking his hips back and forth gentle enough for me to determine whether or not I could take it.

"Can you-. handle?" Zeno queried softly.

If I said yes, I'd be absolutely numb and worn out shortly after our sex.

If I said no, I'd miss a once-in-lifetime opportunity.

"Yes," I stammered, "I can handle."

Without hesitation, Zeno aggressively bucked his hips against mine as his thick dick thrusted into my tight pussy.

The tension that led up to this moment was finally being released through his waist - hips and all.

"Fucking hell," he muttered under his breath, "You feel so damn good, darling."

My face soon warmed up as my legs inattentively shook at the high surge of pleasure I had been receiving from Berkshire himself.

His hands grasped onto the sink counter as he fucked me mercilessly; pounding into me with all his force.

Even my own moans were incoherent; you couldn't determine what I was trying to say.

In fact, I find it difficult to think that I was even producing sentences in the first place.

His soft grunts were music to my ears; the lovely names he called me.

"My Princess." and "My love."

The pressure in my hips was indescribable.

His arms wrapped around my thighs while my legs were hoisted over his shoulders.

"Shit-. Zeno-." I moaned, "I'm-. I'm going to-."

"Take it, Mel," Zeno harshly spat, "Take it all like the good girl you are."

My walls soon tightened around his dick; I pulsated against his flesh.

"Mel," he breathed, "I'm going to come."

"Come, Zeno,"  I whimpered. I grasped onto the side of his body and dug my nails into his skin as he knocked his head back out of pleasure.

"Oh God," he stammered, "Fucking touch me like that, Mel."

I took my other hand and grasped onto the other side of his body as I dug my nails into his skin once more.

Zeno let out such a beautiful moan that only he had. Our bodies were pumping with hormones and ecstasy, and our breathing was labored.

"I'm-." Zeno stammered, "Fuck-. Ceptivo."

The charm Ceptivo, for some reason, made my walls clench around his dick as I came hard.

Zeno groaned as he released himself inside me once again even after saying he wouldn't.

But he can't help it.

And I can't blame him.

Our chests rose up and down rapidly; eager to catch a breather.

Zeno slowly pulled out of me as he set my legs down.

I sucked in at the wincing pain that soon emitted in between my legs and onto my pussy; in a couple hours or so, I already knew I'd be in muscular pain.

He lifted his sweatpants as he dove in for a kiss.

A long, wet, warm kiss, if you may.

He pulled away and leaned against the wall - out of breath.

Zeno ran his fingers through his hair as a strand or two already found its way toppled over his brow bone.

He looked at me and smiled.

"Look at you," he said softly, "All pink and flustered."

I rolled my eyes and touched my warm face.

"I can't help it," I responded as I pointed to his face, "You can't, either."

Zeno raised both his hands up in surrender.

A soft chuckle escaped our lips as we took in the events that happened prior us being here altogether.

"I can't believe I released myself into you again-." Zeno shook his head no.

"Keep messing up and you won't get much action anymore," I jeered.

His face soon grew of worrisome.

"Wait-. Really?"

I couldn't help but giggle.

"No, idiot," I said as I gently hopped off the sink. Immediately, pain grew at my thighs and in between my legs, "You know you'll always get acton with me."

I found my way towards him as I wrapped my arms around his large frame; my head pressed against his chest.

Zeno clung his arms around my neck and dove in to place a kiss onto my head. I looked up at him as the invitation to kiss him on the lips appeared.

And so he took the invitation and placed a warm and delirious kiss onto my lips.

"Mel," he said softly, "I don't ever throw this word around like it's nothing. So listen to me when I say this?"

I gulped.

"What is it, Zeno?"

He gently tucked a hair behind my ear and smiled.

"I truly do love you, Mel," Zeno responded swiftly, "A lot."

He was looking for a response in my eyes as he extensively stared.

I gulped.

"And I love you, too," I said softly.

A large smile appeared onto his face as he kissed me once again.

Butterflies and goosebumps filled our atmosphere.

I think it's safe to say that I am in love.

I know Zeno has always been in love with me.

The thought of not being able to go back into time and redo all my life choices irked me.

Though I know I should continue living life as it is.

It's truly upsetting that it took me a while to love him back like this.

Our love language was a lot of things - sex being one of them.

We have yet to discover everything else.

And I'm ready.

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I AM SO DRAINED IM SO TIRED. IF YOU SEE ANY TYPOS IM SORRY.

D I S C U S S I ON