“Do I feel good, Daddy?” Seven asked, canting his hips, taking another inch.
“So fucking good. Your body knows what to do. Your tight little hole is just sucking me in. Fuck, baby. I can’t believe I’m finally back inside you.”
Seven whined at that, his body relaxing at Enzo’s words. “I’m good. I can take it all. I promise. Just…fuck me. Please, just fuck me.”
Enzo planted his knees, giving himself just enough leverage to bury himself fully. Seven gasped, but Enzo couldn’t stifle his groan as he sank into the most perfect soft heat he’d ever known. He bit down on the back of Seven’s neck as he pulled back, then rocked forward once more, testing to make sure Seven was truly relaxed enough to enjoy it.
Seven was already panting beneath him, his fingers fisting the pillow. Enzo released his wrists to gather him into his arms, holding him tight as he fucked into him lazily. If he went any faster, he was going to embarrass himself by coming on the spot. He’d fucked a lot of people, but none had ever felt like this. It was like he couldn’t bury himself deep enough. He wanted to fuse their bodies together.
“Daddy,” Seven moaned. “Harder. Please…”
How was he supposed to refuse when he begged so sweetly? Enzo gripped Seven’s shoulders from beneath, holding him in place as he snapped his hips, driving into him with precision, giving him only what he’d asked for, keeping his tempo the same.
They were both sweating now, Enzo’s body slipping over Seven’s each time he thrust forward. Seven was restless beneath him, making these desperate little sounds that had Enzo increasing his pace without thought.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” he told him, tongue loosening as pleasure swelled within him. “Wanna spend the rest of my life buried inside you. Wanna fuck you forever.”
Seven whined. “Wanna come. Please, Daddy.”
“You’ll come when I say,” he growled, but still sat back on his knees, pulling Seven’s hips up just long enough to stuff a pillow beneath them, giving him something to grind on. His hips instantly started to move. “Look at you. Humping Daddy’s pillow like a desperate little whore. Are you that needy, slut?”
Enzo pushed one of Seven’s legs up, changing the angle, making Seven sob with every sling of his hips. He kept trying to talk but couldn’t seem to get the words out, only releasing little punched-out cries.
“What’s wrong, princess?” Enzo crooned into his ear, slowing down his thrusts to pump lazily into him once more. “You wanna stop?” Seven wailed at that. Enzo chuckled. “Yeah, didn’t think so.”
When he picked up speed once more, Seven was full on crying, drool soaking into Enzo’s pillow as he babbled, “Please…please…please… I can’t… I,oh, God…”
“There it is,” Enzo taunted softly. “I love it when you fall apart. You can’t even think when I’m inside you, can you? Cock dumb and desperate.”
Seven cried out once more, completely fucked out, jaw slack, eyes at half-mast.
“Use your words, brat,” Enzo threatened. “Use your words or I’ll stop.”
Seven gave another cry. “Wan-Wanna come. Please. Please, Daddy. Need it,” he managed. “I’ve been good. I’m good. I’m good.”
Fuck, Enzo was so close. A heavy pull tightened his gut. He couldn’t stop himself from chasing his own release, eyes rolling as he fucked him harder, deeper. “You’ll come when I’m done with you.”
Enzo was going fucking crazy. The filthy squelch of lube and the slap of skin on skin was almost as hot as the heat surrounding his pulsing cock. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Seven felt so fucking good.
“Please…” Seven tried again, voice cracking.
“Look at you, wrecked and still begging,” Enzo said through gritted teeth as he rode that wave of arousal, closer and closer to crashing over the edge. “Fuck, baby. Gonna make me come. You feel too fucking good. That tight fucking hole is just milking my cock. Gonna fill you up, fuck you so full you’ll feel me inside you all day. Gonna mark you from the inside so everyone knows who you belong to.”
Seven cried out beneath him, his body clenching down on Enzo’s, making him groan.
His hands gripped Seven’s hips, slowing to let the boy ride out his orgasm before picking up the pace once more. “Did you come untouched? Such a sensitive little thing. Hope it was worth the punishment you’re gonna get for disobeying Daddy.”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it,” Seven slurred, his body going limp beneath him. “Felt s’good.”
“Well, now, you’re just going to have to lie there and suffer while I use you as my own personal fuck toy.” Seven moaned.“Of course, you like that, you dirty little slut. Wanna be Daddy’s cocksleeve? His fleshlight? Want Daddy to use your greedy hole and breed you nice and deep?”
Seven was making these little whimpering sounds, almost like a wounded animal. Enzo could feel the boy’s thighs shaking and knew he was overstimulated to the point of pain, but he wasn’t stopping. He couldn’t. “You can take it. Daddy’s so close. Just a little more.”
Enzo’s orgasm crashed into him like a tidal wave, sucking him under and dragging him down, the pleasure so intense he saw stars bursting behind his eyelids. His hips continued to grind against Seven’s ass as he emptied himself as deep as he could get.
He used his last brain cell to pull the soiled pillow from beneath Seven’s hips, tossing it to the floor, before he collapsed on top of him, flattening them both into the mattress, panting hard against Seven’s neck.
He gathered him against him, hugging him close. “You okay, brat baby?” he asked when he could form words once more.
