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Enid wasn’t sure what hurt more, her feet from walking up the side of this mountain towards the nature campsite, or the fact they had absolutely no phone service until they arrived back in Nevermore Monday evening.
This so called weekend field trip was becoming more of a hassle rather than a fun experience.
The lack of internet didn’t stop her from constantly clicking her phone to check the time, however…it certain did let her still snap a few photos of her friends for her blog.
Not to mention a few sneak shots of the Addams that she planned to make her contact profile as an excuse to stare.
She had done her best to keep a tight lip on her more than platonic feelings towards the psychic bestie, the idea of Wednesday dropping her and moving out of their dorm struck her heart.
Instead she opted for the non-stop teasing Yoko and Divina punished her with, the mocking laughs slowly dying out before each encouraged the wolf to make a move, insisting she was worried for nothing.
Enid wouldn’t risk it though.
“Alright students, you all know your assigned partners. Set up your tents in your designated areas, afterword we will have dinner and a nightly roll call to ensure safety measures.”
Enid stared mutely at the raven inching closer towards her side, the dark roommate eyeing the still packaged tent slung over Enid’s shoulder, without a word the wolf followed after her retreating figure to their spot.
“Is it fair to assume because you’re a wolf you’ve had your share of camp activities?”
Wednesday questioned, her bored gaze watching as Enid began setting apart the tents pieces, aligning them based on size as the raven grabbed at the instruction manual.
The pastel blonde gave a small nod, her mind recalling the few stories the Addams shared when she was younger about setting an old campsite on fire during a play.
“My dad use to take me and my brothers camping before any of us could wolf out. It’s was mostly so we could bond with the moon.” Enid’s smile morphed into a crestfallen look, her eyes blinking rapidly as if to push back any bubbling sadness, she cleared her throat before continuing,
“Sorry, willa, I don’t really know how to build a tent.”
Wednesday rolled her bag off her shoulders, placing it against the ground as she slid closer to the wolf, handing her the manual, “then I just need you to read this.”
Enid stared at the drawings, her eyes squinting at the words as she tried to decipher what each letter meant. “Step one, attach the L rod into the A bracket.”
Their time was spent with little side conversations, their tent one of the first completed as Enid shuffled inside after the Addams.
Wednesday made quick work of arranging her belongings, her sleeping bag rolled out before she grabbed at a flashlight and her notebook, her dark brown eyes meeting Enid’s curious ones for a moment before she spoke,
“I will be gone for a few hours,” she held up a hand to not be interrupted, “I am going alone, if weems ask where I went during rollcall I would appreciate a cover.”
Enid gave a small nod, watching the Addams leave with a sigh, she began fixing her side of the tent quickly, knocking over a few things, in the end she opted to just push something to the side and relax in her own sleeping bag.
Roll call came and went, no questions about the young Addams whereabouts as well as no Addams.
Enid shuffled around in the tent, another bored exhale as she sighed for the umpteenth time, staring at nothing but the space between the tent roof and the zipper.
A thought rolling around her head for a while was starting to peak her interest more and more as she trailed her fingers towards her waistband, flicking open the button she continued her movement south.
A pleasurable gasp leaving her as she cupped her flaccid cock through the fabric of her boxers, deliberately palming herself into a hard mass, the leaking head staining against her underwear as she squeezed a little harder.
With a single arm tossed over her eyes, Enid fisted herself out of the tight constriction of clothes, her large cock twitching at the fresh air, Enid panted at the change in her touches.
Her low moans filling the tent as her imagination painted the most explicit thoughts about the stoic girl.
“Hn..fuck, wends.~”
Her hand rocked at a gradual pace, stroking her throbbing dick with all her pent up desires.
She wasn’t sure how much longer she could last this year without slipping up, her hips lifting off the plastic sleeping bag as she began to fuck into her hand.
Her hips meeting thrusting up as her palm strokes down, dragging her thumb to swipe over the slit of her tip, a purr escaping her throat as she bit harshly at her lower lip to hold back her desire to cry out.
Her eyebrows scrunched in concentration behind her arm, her hand working up and down the solid length as her thoughts ran wild, another groan breathed into her space.
She wasn’t sure how well the ravens sense of smell was but Enid was considering leaving the zipper cracked in case her nose was able to sniff out the Sinclair’s filthy act.
Her tongue licked at her pink lips, easing the indents from how she had clenched it between her canines, the taste of copper filling her mouth at the trail of a cut, her overworked cock throbbing at the quickening strokes, another nip against her lip as she fought down a moan, the ravens name chanted from her lips in a desperate plea.
“Wednesday, hnn.. ελεήμων θεά, Willa!~” (merciful goddess)
Like a summoning spell the crunching returning steps of the Addams fell closer and closer, her brows practically meeting on her forehead as they furrowed, the drowning laughter from other students socializing away beside the campfire left her with curiously at the faint whimpers that appeared to draw her in.
Taking a knee, Wednesdays fingers grasped at the zipper along the entrance, her dark brown eyes widening at the flashing sight thanks to the dully lit lamp off to the corner of their tent, her gaze drinking in the half dressed werewolf drooling over herself, she felt frozen staring so openly at the girthy cock being worked between Enid’s muscled thighs, the elastic of her boxers and pants held firmly against her calves as another ragged moan slipped from her mouth.
“Willa~”
At the call the young Addams assumed she had been caught, finding her footing she pushed through the barrier, seating herself near the entrance to close the zipper once again less someone else witness the pastel roommate in such a state.
The idea sparked a wave of jealousy in her veins, accidentally tossing her bag too roughly brought a jolt from the werewolf at the sound, her hurried jerks stopping as her cock bounced at how quickly she sat up, claws extending for a moment before she took in the raven, her mint blue eyes shocked as she frantically tried to pull her lower half of clothes back into place, unable to relax her rainbow painted nails as they ripped into the clothes, the straining erection now pressed uncomfortably in a painful position with no release available.
Enid gasped, her body turning away from Wednesday as she cupped her weeping dick through the fabric as if she were still naked from the waist down.
She couldn’t look the seer in her eyes, having been caught so suddenly made her heart thrum, her mind filled with questions she wasn’t sure if she actually wanted the answer to.
Wednesday broke the silence first, her body inched closer as she sat beside the Sinclair who now had half the sleeping bag covering her body.
“Enid, are you alright?”
Alright? Enid wanted to laugh at the sick twist of fate, her words rough as she spoke into her pillow that she was fixing her face into to hide her shame,
“Perfect. Just wanna sleep.”
The young Addams sat still for sometime, the obvious distain to talk further from the pastel wolf left her with more questions.
“I can…leave again if you’re bothered?”
She’s positive Weems wouldn’t mind her presence now with how…close she is to her mother.
The remark had Enid jump up, tossing the half of her sleeping bag off to grab at the ravens arm,
“NO!” At the contact, Enid released her grip as if the it burned, her eyes unable to fully meet the Addams without shame, “No,” she repeated, her body coming up to kneel in front of Wednesday, “I’ll leave, you can stay here comfortably.”
“I never stated to be uncomfortable with your presence.”
Enid appreciated the olive branch, her head nodding as she reached for her shoes, the dark stoic girl grabbing at her arm made her pause, Wednesday palm slid up her cheek, her head turning to follow the ravens direction expecting to be met with a knife to her throat and a threat.
She fell back on her ass at the sudden pressure of Wednesday lips against her own, her arms propping her up as she stared dumbly up at the Addams crawling up her figure, the black polished nails danced at the still prominent erection causing a twitch and gasp from the wolf.
“You think about me.”
“All the time.” Enid mumbled, her eyes unable to focus between watching the roommate cup her clothed dick and the way her tongue darted to wet her lips.
“And Ajax?”
“Mutual break up, he’s…no longer my type.”
Wednesday took the opportunity to straddle the werewolf below her, Enid’s hands magnetic to the inches of tanned skin revealed by her skirt, her thumbs brushing at the smooth skin.
“Gorgons?”
“Boys.”
At the reply Wednesdays hands found their way up Enid’s chest, a soft hold against her neck as one of her thumbs caresses her jawline, the other pulling apart the Sinclair’s lips as their noses bumped when she leaned down, their lips centimeters apart as she breathed in Enid’s gasp, her hips pressing up in search of friction from the Addams.
“Willa?” Enid begged, her eyes fluttering open, her patience was running thin with the girl of her dreams so close.
“So, anyone else will do, then?” A smirk nudged at her lips, Enid’s palms snaking around her to touch at the dip of her lower back, “only you. I like you. I really really- mfph.”
Enid hummed into the rush of kisses, her mouth parting at the light nips Wednesday gave in demand for more, the slip of her tongue making her groan as she rocked herself into the young Addams core.
Their lips parting as Wednesday took in a gasp, Enid’s palms gripping at her roughly as she flipped their positions, pinning the raven below her, her dark skirt pooling at her pelvis as she wrapped a leg around the wolf, Enid’s hands found their way around her waistline, fidgeting with the fabric until she secured the zipper, pulling the loose article down the ravens legs.
Her lust filled stare at the damp panties suffocating between her folds, she brought a finger around the center, her other hand squeezing at her throbbing strained cock, Enid dislodged the fabric as she spoke,
“Is this alright? Should I stop?”
Enid’s eyes crinkled with glee at the whimper from the seers lips,
“S’fine, don’t stop.”
Enid’s gaze drank in the way Wednesday legs went up as she dragged the panties up and away, a moan at watching the way they spread for her after the barrier had been removed, her dripping center on full display for the wolf had her nearly howling.
A gasp followed by a groan left her at the way she wrapped her leg around her, rubbing herself into the still clothed member, Wednesday hummed, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip for a moment as she watched Enid pull back, the string of slick that snapped previously attached to the now wet boxers brought another purring moan from her wolf.
Her hands pushing the clothes to her mid thigh, one hand fisting her bobbing length as the other caresses the inside of the Addams thigh, inching closer her knees knocked against her ass, the leaking tip of her cock slowly rubbed against her clit.
“hazlo ya,” (do it already.) she groaned, her hands shifting their placement as she tried to grip Enid’s biceps through her sweater, an embarrassing squeak passing her lips as she was breached. “Enid.”
The pastel wolfs brows furrowed together, her pants of breath helping keep her cool from slamming every inch of her thick cock into the raven in one go.
Wednesday gasp as she felt the other girl sink further, her channel clenching at the new sensation of being filled. Enid’s hands made their way around her waist, steadily pressing forward until their pelvis met, unable to fight the curse from leaving her as she watched the way Wednesdays pussy spasmed, her walls contracting to squeeze the life out of her cock as she fell into an orgasm from being penetrated.
“Fuck.” Enid placed her thumb lower, her digit meeting the bundle of nerves in a gentle caress, she rolled her thumb in a circle along the bud, her cock twitching at the ravens whimper, her gaze trailing to fresh drip of blood along her length.
Her breath hitched at the evidence of the ravens virginity, she could feel something snap inside her wolf, borderline possessive.
“Enid.” Wednesday called, her watery eyes meeting the wolfs in a plea. A gasp filling her lungs at the way Enid adjust herself, drawing her hips back before sink back to the brim.
Enid groaned loudly in appreciation, her hands gripping at the back of the ravens knees as she kept her open, her thrust steadily building into comfortable pace as she leaned over the Addams.
Her lips finding the dark pair, in a chase of kisses before trailing to any point of skin she could reach, which wasn’t much with the way her button up still hid her upper half.
That wouldn’t do.
Enid’s hands grabbed the fabric tightly, ripping the cloth apart causing a few buttons to fly as she was presented the the expanse of tanned skin. She began pressing her mouth down her jawline towards her tanned collarbone, her teeth scraping the skin in wake of reddening bruises as she sucked the skin into her mouth.
Wednesdays pretty moans filling her ears as she pushed her length deeper with every thrust, her hips slapping against Wednesdays with little impatience, purposely landing a hard thrust in as she grew a slow pace out.
The young Addams hands snake their way towards Enid’s ass, her dark nails scratching thin red lines into the creamy skin, unable to find a perfect grasp she trails them higher under the sweater, she repeats the act, tearing into the wolfs back with desperation.
Enid groans at the rough treatment, her hips losing rhythm as she jerks off pace, lifting away from her work at the ravens neck and collarbone her eyes meet the sweaty Addams.
Her ragged breaths are just as stunning as the way her bangs stick to her forehead, her gaze trailing to vulgarly witness every push and pull, the spread and stretch of her as she accommodated the girth of the hard cock.
Enid decided there’s been enough, her thrust picking up force as she slapped more insistently into the raven below her.
The now reddening skin of her thighs was bringing a pleasant burn to match the one she was feeling of exertion.
“Wends,” Enid’s voice strained as she tried to form a coherent sentence while she buried herself with every thrust, “is-are y-you good?”
Her response was in the form of a frantic nod, her fingers pressing divots of crescents into her shoulders and back, unable to process words beyond those of pleasure and the Sinclair’s name.
“Ah! Mmn, Enid!~”
Enid pushed back into her with a borderline animalistic intensity, her cock stretching her unimaginably with the wet squelching of her stuffed pussy filling their tent.
Wednesday tried her best to bite her lips, sink her teeth into the pastel blondes skin, even biting into the fluffy sweater she knows Enid was drenched with sweat from, nothing helped keep her voice down from the way Enid arched her thrust, shoving her dick against every spot she needed, the wolf was addicted to hearing every possible sound as she pushed harder.
Her weight dropping into the Addams, Wednesdays legs were pressed gorgeously above her shoulders, her rainbow claws grabbing desperately at the sleeping bag with her slippery grasp.
Enid’s forehead stuck to Wednesdays as she shared the same lidded stare, her mouth swallow whatever moan she could from the Addams abused lips, gradually her lips trail towards her ears as she choked out a plea,
“G-gonna cum.”
She felt Wednesdays velvety walls flutter at the confession, her hands sliding to grab at the Sinclair’s ass,
“In-Inside! Dios. Enid, do it~ llename!”
At the command the pastel werewolf closed her eyes, her face shoved into the ravens neck as she let go, her body contracting as she shoved her cock deep as she came, her hips drawn as she fucked her release roughly into the seers unprotected sex.
Wednesday fell into a scream as her walls spasmed, her climax built so high she felt the way her pussy squirted around the wolfs dick.
A whimper leaving her lips as she felt Enid’s adjust their position so she was no longer crushing the girl below her into the soiled sleeping bag, allowing Wednesday to melt into her hold as they got comfortable in the clean obsidian one.