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Nobody knew Wednesday and Enid were dating. There were many reasons for that; the main one being that they weren’t exactly sure how everyone would react to a polyamorous relationship. You see, Enid was still dating Ajax, and happily doing so. Her claws only came out sometimes when they were making out. Ajax was also perfectly happy with Enid and Wednesday’s relationship, understanding that it didn’t make Enid love him any less (well, perhaps love was a bit strong of a word at this point in their relationship).
Still, just because the trio were okay with it, didn’t mean the rest of the school would be. Especially with the amount of drama Wednesday caused during the first term, and the fact that they were roommates. There was just too much riding on it.
So, they kept it a secret.
“Howdy roomie-girlfriend,” came Enid’s voice from through the door. Wednesday looked up from her writing and gave her a rare smile. Enid walked towards her and gave her a peck on the lips.
“How was your date with Ajax?” Wednesday asked, always interested in how her girlfriend’s day went.
“It was great! Super romantic as well. We went behind the greenhouse and had a picnic, then a heated makeout sesh afterwards,” Enid finished with a wink.
“So I’ve got Ajax’s germs on my lips as well as yours?” Wednesday asked with a disgusted expression.
“Whoops,” Enid replied, half sheepishly, half apathetically. Wednesday deadpanned.
"You may be okay with having a boyfriend, but I'm not."
"Didn't you go on a date with Tyler last term?"
"And look at how that turned out."
Enid giggled. "Well, I'm sorry for that. I gotta shower anyway, then I'll be Ajax-free."
"Woohoo," Wednesday drawled.
Enid went to give her another kiss on the lips, then drew back with a sheepish laugh, before leaving. Wednesday went back to her writing, a small, loving smile etched on her face (not that she'd ever admit that).
Wednesday loved it when Enid came from the shower. Her face always had a rosy glow to it, against the dampness of her skin. She smelt like her familiar floral body wash that Wednesday had grown accustomed to. Enid was wrapped up in her snoodie with a pair of pink pyjama shorts underneath.
When she came in, Enid gave Wednesday another, longer kiss, even tracing her tongue over her lips, knowing she could. When they pulled apart, Wednesday gave her a glare, and was met back with a mischievous grin.
"I think I'm just gonna go paint my nails," Enid said, winking at Wednesday.
Wednesday stared at her for a few moments. The girl was teasing her. Despite everything, Enid could easily make Wednesday melt, as much as the goth hated it. And it was working today.
Wednesday let out a soft growl and went back to typing on her typewriter. She only had half a page to go.
All the while, Enid was humming under her breath as she painted her nails. She was no singer, but to Wednesday, it sounded like an angel was humming. Like a siren's call. Wednesday huffed - she really needed to focus.
After what felt like an agonising eternity (about fifteen minutes), Wednesday was finally done. She let out a deep breath and leant back in her seat, stretching.
"You done, Wednesday?" Enid asked in a faux innocent tone. Wednesday glared at her. "My nails are pretty much dry so… we can do whatever now." The raised eyebrows were enough to let Wednesday know what she was implying.
"Well, maybe I don't wanna do anything tonight," Wednesday said in an almost haughty tone, intending to string Enid on for as long as she could.
Enid whimpered. Physically whimpered. A whimper Wednesday thought she'd only ever hear from dogs. Though, on reflection, Enid was technically some sort of dog. She kept whimpering, like a puppy in pain.
Wednesday rolled her eyes and finished putting away her writing.
"What's up?"
"I want a kiss," Enid pouted. She reached her hands out to make grabbing motions at her girlfriend.
"You didn't have enough with Ajax?"
"They're not the same," Enid whined, crossing her arms grumpily.
"Fine, come on then."
Wednesday walked to Enid's bed and gave her a peck on the lips. Enid looked offended at the little amount of kiss she was given. Wednesday gave her a sadistic grin as she kissed her on her forehead, cheeks, and even nose, instead of the lips.
"Such a meanie," Enid muttered.
"I could be meaner," Wednesday whispered into Enid's ear, before kissing the top of it.
"Yeah, how? …Wait, don't answer that."
Wednesday let out a small chuckle. "I'm sure you'll find out."
Finally, Wednesday sat down on the bed, and leant in for a deep kiss. She quickly wrapped an arm around Enid's waist and pulled her in closer. She felt an arm snake around her shoulders, keeping the contact high.
They kissed passionately for a while, sparks flying between them. Wednesday kept leaning in closer, until she was practically pushing Enid onto the bed, with only the hand on her waist stopping her from toppling over.
"Wednesday," Enid breathed when they finally split apart.
"Yeah?"
"I really like you."
Wednesday grinned a little, then grabbed Enid's hands, clasping them together. Then, she pulled her up across the room, to pin her against the wall, right by the door, her hands placed firmly behind her.
"I really like you too."
With Enid completely under her grasp, Wednesday kissed her again, their tongues doing a ferocious tango. Wednesday found Enid's pants cute - she really was like a little puppy.
Almost on instinct, Wednesday moved one leg upwards, so the thigh was resting between Enid's legs. Enid didn't verbally acknowledge it, she just started rolling her hips, as if she was barely thinking.
Fuelled by this sensation on her thigh, Wednesday pushed her tongue deeper into Enid's throat, dominating the other girl's mouth. She was completely in control. Nipping at Enid's lips and even her tongue at one point.
But Wednesday wanted more. Enid clearly wanted more. So, she moved her mouth downwards to kiss Enid's neck. Unfortunately, if she wanted to mark the other girl, then she had to use her brain for a moment.
"I like your snoodie on you," she said. Enid opened her eyes to half-lidded, looking confused, and hesitatingly stopped rolling her hips.
"Wha?"
"But you know something?"
"Huh?"
"I think it would look better on the floor."
Before Enid could react, Wednesday unzipped it and carelessly threw it across the room. Enid stared at it for a moment before the realisation shone on her face.
"Ahh."
Enid wasn't wearing a top underneath. She wasn't even wearing a bra. Wednesday couldn't help widen her eyes as she stared at the two mounds in front of her. They were soft; the nipples hard. Wednesday flicked one of them, eliciting a whimper from Enid.
"Someone knew what she wanted," Wednesday said with a large grin. Enid's face went bright red.
"Maybe I was just preparing for bed."
"As if you've ever gone to bed topless," Wednesday replied in a dark tone. Enid let out another whimper as Wednesday licked a nipple then kissed her deeply.
Keeping one hand playing with Enid's boobs, and the other pinning her to the wall, Wednesday moved her face down so she could kiss Enid's neck, just below a sensible neckline so she wouldn't be caught. She quickly started sucking and biting, causing Enid to rut hard against her leg while moaning and panting. It sounded like harmonic bells ringing in Wednesday's ears.
She kept at it. Wanting to mark Enid, to make her hers. To be her owner. She wanted Enid desperate; a pathetic mess, for her. Enid was clearly enjoying it, and so was Wednesday.
Then, there was a knock at the door. Wednesday sprung her head up and looked at Enid with confusion. Though Enid didn't stop rutting, she did share the same look with Wednesday.
Wednesday paused for a moment then grinned. She brought her leg away from Enid - much to her disappointment - but kept one hand on her mouth, pinning her to the wall.
Then she opened the door, making sure Enid stayed deadly silent.
"Have you seen Enid?" Yoko asked, going to step into the bedroom, before Wednesday moved slightly to stop her.
"No."
"Why's her snoodie on the floor?"
"She's a messy girl." Wednesday felt Enid breathing heavily against her palm when she said that and internally smirked. Enid certainly wasn't messy, but she loved the deprecation. Yoko narrowed her eyes and stared at Wednesday for a few moments, who stared back, not backing down.
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As Wednesday and Yoko were talking, Enid was struggling to stay composed. Her core was hot and desperate from the passion, and she missed Wednesday's thigh so much. In fact, she missed Wednesday so much, period. The way the girl looked at her with deadpan eyes, yet there was loving and caring hidden deep within them, which Enid could always find. The way she took care of Enid in her own Wednesday way. And the feeling of her teeth against her neck - Enid could barely think of anything better!
But right now, she didn't have that. Weirdly, she wasn't as annoyed about it as she thought she would be. There was something about being completely topless and exposed to the world, pinned down with no access to her hands or mouth, with one of her best friends just around the corner, suspicious and unknowing. It brought excitement to Enid like she had never known, making her even more desperate for Wednesday to come back.
But right now, all she had was her hand over mouth, engulfing Enid with Wednesday's gorgeous scent of pinewood and dusty trinkets. It made time go painfully slow, yet all too quickly.
Even as Wednesday lied about Enid's messiness, it got her all the more excited. All the more eager. All the more desperate.
Enid had to bite her lips to stop herself from whimpering. This was all too much. She started rubbing her legs together, trying to silently gain friction. If Wednesday didn't come back in soon, she'd go insane.
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"Look, she's probably in the shower or something, chill." Wednesday was heartily annoyed at Yoko's insistence to stay. She didn't seem to get it into her head that Enid was clearly not here. (A lie, but Yoko can't know that).
Eventually, Yoko sighed.
"Fine. She's not here. But, I've seen the way she looks at you and you look at her… you're playing a dangerous game, Addams."
Wednesday frowned as Yoko walked away. Interesting. A potential suspect for the stalker, perhaps? She'll think more on that later. But right now, she had greater things to think about.
Wednesday shut the door with a small bang, and stared at Enid with sadistic eyes.
"Enjoy that, darling?" she asked, noticing the desperation and lust sparkling in her girlfriend's eyes. Enid nodded back desperately.
Wednesday put her leg back where it belonged and gave Enid a deep kiss, pulling her hands upwards, so they were held high.
"That's great, because we have a long night ahead of us~"