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Enid feels giddy as she watches Wednesday tug an oversized black shirt over her head, padding barefoot across the room. The seer has agreed to let Enid stay in her bed. With her. The best news that Enid could have possibly received, in all honesty. She tugs on one of Wednesday"s shirt as well, because she"s not about to risk causing an allergic reaction in her girlfriend and end what"s about to be the best cuddle session the world has ever seen. And most definitely not a PG one, either, if she gets her own way.
With her shirt on, she grabs her pillow and tugs one of Wednesday"s spare pillow cases over it, tossing it onto the bed. When she looks around, Wednesday is stepping over to turn off the main lights, so she quickly leans over and turns on the weird little oil lamp that Wednesday keeps by her bed. Her weird little Victorian era girlfriend.
Sighing fondly, she reaches out and snags Wednesday"s hand to pull her closer, grinning just a little when Wednesday rolls her eyes in what"s probably supposed to be exasperation but actually looks far too content to be effective. Wednesday climbs into the bed first and shuffles herself over to make space for Enid and she wastes absolutely no time hopping in beside her and getting under the covers. Wednesday always run a little more coldly than anyone else, and as Enid snuggles in against her she can"t quite stop herself from shivering and wrapping herself around her to try and warm the smaller girl up.
Wednesday doesn"t protest, just loops an arm around Enid"s shoulders and draws her in closer, one hand threading into her blonde hair to hold her close.
"Weds?"
"Mm?"
Enid chews on her bottom lip for a moment, a slow smile stretching across her lips as she nuzzles her face into Wednesday"s neck and breathes her in. How does she smell so fucking good all of the time? It"s actually unreal and Enid needs to ask her for her full skincare routine because she"s crazy soft. Realising she"s taking a while to actually speak, Enid snorts softly and presses a kiss against the slope of her neck.
"Have you thought about this before? Us, I mean." She asks, a little more quietly, her nose brushing the spot beneath Wednesday"s ear. Her wolf makes a contented noise in the back of her mind, pleased to be so close to her mate.
Wednesday is quiet for a moment, her fingers gently stroking up and down the length of Enid"s spine, before she inhales in apparent preparation to speak. "I didn"t particularly allow myself to."
Enid frowns a little and lifts her head at that, her gaze flicking across Wednesday"s face. "What does that mean?"
"It means," Wednesday pauses, averting her eyes to Enid"s collar as she considers her reply. Enid feels like her heart is going to break right through her ribs. "That I thought I might feel something more than friendship for you, but I wasn"t entirely certain what it was. This isn"t exactly my area, Enid, and I had vowed to my mother that I would never fall in love or settle down." Her expression turns into a little scowl. "I do so hate being wrong."
Snorting lightly in amusement, Enid keeps herself propped up on an elbow and reaches out to cup a hand against Wednesday"s jawline- which, by the way, what? How can someone have such a ridiculously good jawline?
"So you tried to convince yourself you didn"t have a crush on me so you wouldn"t have to go to your mom and admit you were wrong?" Wednesday"s answering silence makes Enid laugh loudly this time, head hanging low to bump her nose against Wednesday"s temple. She hears the other girl huff, annoyed, but that only makes her laugh louder. God, this girl is absolutely ridiculous and Enid adores her so, so much. "That"s actually hilarious, Weds, and I can"t believe how cute you are."
"I"m not cute, Enid, will you stop saying that?" She sighs, sounding rather put out, but Enid can see the faintest hint of a blush spreading across those freckled cheeks. How she can try to insist she isn"t cute when she blushes like that is just insane.
"I will not stop saying that, and you can"t make me." Before Wednesday can make it into a challenge, Enid ducks her head down and captures her lips in a soft, lingering kiss that shuts her up. "And, for the record, I"ve... I"ve liked you for a really long time. Like, an embarrassingly long time."
"How can it possibly be an "embarrassingly long time"?" Wednesday asks, curious, her fingers inching across Enid"s scarred cheek.
"Because, y"know... it was... pretty much the moment you walked into this room and glared at me." She answers sheepishly, biting her lip around a shy little smile. "When you very clearly wanted to be anywhere else but near me."
"It wasn"t you I didn"t want to be near, Enid, it was this entire building. Another thing I didn"t want my mother to be right about. But she is... irritatingly good at knowing me, it would seem."
"So... does that mean you liked me too?" She can"t quite keep the hopefulness from her voice, brows lifting a little as she looks down at Wednesday.
"I didn"t... dislike you right away. Which, actually, means that perhaps I did. The moment I first thought that it might be more than simple friendship was actually after the encounter with the Hyde... after you left to dorm with Yoko."
"It was?" She tilts her head, bright eyes searching Wednesday"s dark ones as she shifts a little on her elbow, trying to ignore the pins and needles slowly creeping along it and making her fingers go numb.
"It was. I found your absence particularly troubling, actually."
"I hated it to, for the record. I wanted to come back right away but I was trying to be all serious and stubborn and it had kinda hurt my feelings a little." Wednesday opens her mouth to say something and Enid quickly presses a finger to her lips, shaking her head. "It"s okay now though, Weds, I promise. I know you didn"t mean to hurt me and I know that in your own weird way it would"ve made sense to you. I"m glad we made up. Really glad."
"As am I." Wednesday"s fingers sweep some hair back behind Enid"s ear and she turns her head to kiss the palm of her hand, her other falling to her hip. "You are... very important to me, Enid."
Enid grins, leaning down to steal another kiss because she can do that now, whenever she wants. And isn"t that just the best? "You"re very important to me too, Weds. You have no idea."
They"re quiet for a moment, just looking at each other, and Enid feels like maybe this is the happiest that she"s ever been in her entire life. She"s had the biggest crush on Wednesday for the longest time, and now she gets to lay in bed with her and cuddle her and this is everything. Something warm sparks inside of her chest and she finds herself leaning down to kiss her again, letting it linger this time. Wednesday"s fingers slide into the hair at the back of her head, holding her in place, and Enid feels the tension building steadily as their lips shift together. It"s slow, intimate, and Enid"s heart is going a mile-a-minute as she gently strokes her tongue across Wednesday"s bottom lip. Wednesday brushes hers out to meet it, fingers of her other hand curling around her waist to pull her closer, and Enid takes what she assumes is a hint and swings her leg over Wednesday"s waist to straddle her. It feels so good being in Wednesday"s lap, her slightly calloused hands sliding up her bare thighs to where the t-shirt bunches around her waist, and Enid"s pretty sure that she could stay right here forever and not once get bored.
Wednesday gives a little squeeze around her waist and Enid rocks her hips down into her lap, her breath hitching in a way that has Wednesday sucking in a breath through her teeth. She"ll never quite get used to how much she seems to get to Wednesday-- the seer is usually so good at controlling her reactions but Enid seems to be able to draw them out of her just by giving into her own. It"s the best feeling, honestly. In fact, it actually makes Enid feel more than a little smug. Because Wednesday doesn"t like people. There"s a very small selection of people that she might consider using the word for, and that only in a friendship sense. But Enid? Enid gets to see the Wednesday that no one else will ever get to see. That part is all hers and she"s beyond addicted already.
Enid makes a soft sound in the back of her throat as she feels Wednesday"s fingers inching slowly up her sides, up under her borrowed shirt to graze across her ribs. Everywhere that Wednesday"s hands make contact has her feeling like she"s burning alive in the most wonderful way, and fuck Enid doesn"t even bother resisting the urge to start rolling her hips in a needy motion into Wednesday"s lap.
"Take this off." Wednesday insists, pulling her hands away from Enid"s ribs only long enough to push them against the fabric of Enid"s shirt.
Enid doesn"t hesitate, curling her fingers into the shirt to drag it up and over her head. It"s tossed aside and Enid doesn"t bother to look where it lands because she"s definitely not going to be sleeping in it. Nope. She wants Wednesday"s bare skin against her all evening.
"Better?" She grins, her brows lifting a little, and Wednesday takes a moment to very deliberately drag her eyes across her exposed skin.
"Considerably."
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Enid"s resulting flush has Wednesday smiling, her fingers dancing across her ribs to settle her cool palms against incredibly heated skin. Her thumbs slide slowly along the underside of Enid"s breasts, and she relishes the way that the other girl arches into the touch, her lashes fluttering briefly as she fights to keep her eyes open and fixed down on Wednesday. It"s a wonderful sight.
"Your turn." Enid murmurs quietly, tugging at the front of Wednesday"s shirt, and Wednesday lifts herself from the mattress to sit up. Enid"s fingers twist tighter into her shirt and Wednesday lifts her arms, lets it be pulled off of her to be discarded alongside of Enid"s. There"s absolutely no hesitation in the way that Enid presses forward to eagerly press their flush skin together, making a keening sound in the back of her throat as she gives a slow rock of her hips down into Wednesday"s lap. They"ve both got their underwear on still, but that doesn"t stop Wednesday from dipping a hand between them to slowly drag her fingers against the damp fabric between Enid"s thighs. She"s not surprised to find her wet already, really-- this might be only day one, but she"s come to learn that Enid is incredibly easy to get worked up, and she"s rather fond of doing so.
"Weds..." She gasps quietly, her arms sliding around Wednesday"s neck as she rocks down against the touch between her thighs, fingers curling around one of Wednesday"s braids with a soft little tug. It gives Wednesday a warm, tingly feeling that prickles at her scalp, her fingers pressing a little bit more firmly against her to rub circles against her clit. The friction earns one of those beautiful little choked sounds from Enid, who lets her head fall forward until her forehead finds Wednesday"s temple and she shudders roughly. "Oh my god..."
Wednesday shifts to pull the fabric aside and the moment her fingers make contact with her Enid"s entire body trembles and she rocks her hips down roughly. She wants more of those sounds. Always more. Never enough. And it"s so delightfully easy to earn them from her, encouraging Wednesday to drag firm circles around her clit before dipping her fingers back down toward her entrance to gather some of her slick and drag it slowly up toward her clit.
"Weds... Holy fuck-- Wait--"
Wednesday"s hand stills immediately and she leans back, looking a touch concerned, but Enid is flushed and breathless and looking down at her like she might actually implode. It makes Wednesday feel incredibly powerful.
"Are you alright?" She asks, drawing her hand away to rest it against Enid"s bare thigh.
"Holy shit yes." Enid laughs, sounding a little giddy, before she gives Wednesday the kind of sheepish smile that makes her heart flutter around her chest. "I just- We should do this together this time."
"I don"t follow." Wednesday admits, a small frown pinching her brow, and Enid laughs quietly before leaning down to kiss her brow until it relaxes.
"Y"know, together. At the same time." Enid gives her a sly little grin, wiggling her hips, but the expression falters slightly as she accidentally causes a little friction between her own thighs and gasps softly. "God- So- Take off your underwear."
Wednesday lifts a brow at her and Enid flushes a beautiful scarlet colour, tilting her head. "-- Pretty please?" She adds, and Wednesday smirks a little.
"Alright." Enid lifts herself away from her lap, and though she laments the loss she wastes no time lifting her own hips off of the bed so that she can tug her underwear down and off. Enid drops hers aside, and the moment they"re both bare Enid"s back in her lap, her weight quickly growing warm and familiar. This time she"s settled just a little closer to Wednesday"s knees, chewing on her bottom lip, and Wednesday reaches up a hand to cup her jaw and use her thumb to gently pry her lip free. "What"s the next step in your master plan?"
Enid rolls her eyes at her teasing but she"s smiling, one hand finding the back of Wednesday"s neck as she peers down at her. "Well, it goes something like this..." She trails off, tracing her fingers down Wednesday"s arm to gently curl around her wrist. She guides Wednesday"s hand back between her thighs, and Wednesday immediately slides her fingers back through the slick heat of her to find her clit. It seems to distract the blonde momentarily, her hips stuttering forward, and Wednesday smirks just a little as she watches her. She"s beautiful, truly. Wednesday still can"t quite believe that she gets to call this girl her girlfriend. All hers. "And... And then..." Enid tries to gather herself, her lashes fluttering, before she refocuses and quickly brings her hand between them. "I do this..." She murmurs, voice low, her fingers honing in on Wednesday"s clit with an accuracy that makes the seer gasp, her back arching forward briefly.
"I see the vision." She murmurs, a little more hoarsely than before, her fingers rolling slowly around Enid"s clit to earn more of those delightful sounds from her. Enid matches her pace immediately, rocking her hips down into Wednesday"s lap, and she groans low in the back of her throat as her eyes find Enid"s. Enid"s gaze is heavily lidded, her pupils blown so wide there"s very little left of the brilliant blue she"s used to, but it"s a very good look on her.
This actually is a very good idea. The pressure between her own thighs is making her twitch, but every sound that she elicits from Enid is enough to keep her focused on her own actions, fingers dipping lower to slowly press inside. Enid gasps, her mouth falling open in a pretty little "o", and Wednesday tips her head back enough to watch her as Enid takes a moment to indulge in the feeling of Wednesday"s fingers sinking deeper inside of her. She presses them in until they"re buried as far as they can go, her knuckles pressing flush against her, and gives an experimental little curl that has Enid cursing her name in the most delightful tone.
"Holy shit." Enid groans, tilting her head down until her forehead finds Wednesday"s, and she holds her gaze as she slowly shifts her hand to sink her fingers inside of Wednesday"s cunt in return. They both moan together, low and rough on Wednesday"s part and a slightly higher pitched whine to Enid"s, and it"s all wonderfully intense. Enid tips her head down and captures Wednesday"s lips in a slow but heated kiss, her tongue sliding across Wednesday"s full bottom lip. Wednesday parts her lips instinctively, eager to taste her girlfriend, and starts to slowly pump her fingers inside of her as her tongue sweeps against Enid"s, the sweet taste of the other girl flooding her senses and making Wednesday feel the type of hunger that only Enid ever elicits from her.
Wednesday uses her free hand to curl her fingers possessively around Enid"s hip, encouraging her to keep rolling down into her lap to provide her with the perfect angle to keep crooking her fingers and press against the sweet spot inside of Enid that makes her breathless every single time. Enid chokes a moan into her mouth, shifting a little in Wednesday"s lap so that she can sink her fingers deeper inside of the seer with a deliberate swipe of her thumb against Wednesday"s clit.
"Enid..." Wednesday growls out, her eyes closing for a moment as the other girl repeats the motion eagerly, her hips starting to jerk a little roughly down into Wednesday"s lap, losing rhythm. Wednesday isn"t too surprised that she"s sensitive and quicker to work up-- she"s feeling much the same way, and the knot forming low in her belly is tight already. They"ve done a lot today for their first times together, and with the way Wednesday is still reeling a little from Enid"s intense focus on making her feel good, she just knows that this isn"t going to take long at all. Especially not when Enid makes the most wonderfully sinful little noise into the corner of her mouth and shudders above her, her fingers pumping steadily inside of Wednesday to try and match her pace.
Wednesday encourages Enid to tip her head back a little and starts to kiss her way down her throat, teeth grazing against her soft skin, over her pulse point. Enid"s shaky little gasp is enough to have Wednesday growling, feeling that possessiveness rear its head in response. That"s all for her. Enid will only make these noises for her.
"Mine." She growls suddenly, roughly, her teeth catching against the skin stretched across Enid"s collarbone. "You are mine, Enid."
"God-- y-yeah-- yes I am--" She gasps and Wednesday can feel her walls fluttering around her fingers where they"re buried inside of her, encouraging Wednesday to scissor her fingers open slightly to make Enid feel it. The response is an instantly breathless little moan, her body twitching and her back arching, pushing her chest out toward Wednesday in an inviting way. "Wednesday... Oh my god, Weds, you feel amazing--"
Wednesday exhales shakily, arousal making her feel warm and flushed, her fingers gripping a little tighter around her hip for a moment. There"s an ache between her thighs now, her own hips twitching up off of the mattress as much as they can with Enid"s weight pressing down on her, and she knows that she"s realistically not going to last much longer at all. Her clit throbs pleasantly where Enid"s thumb swipes around it, her arousal coating her thumb and making the slide feel incredible. Enid arches again, her chest thrust out enticingly, and Wednesday takes the invitation without a moment of hesitation. She kisses her way down Enid"s chest, pausing between kisses to moan low against Enid"s slightly sweat-damp skin, her hips rocking down against the fingers still working somewhat less steadily inside of her. She takes one of Enid"s nipples into her mouth, her tongue flicking against it, and as Enid whimpers quietly she grazes her teeth against the hardening bud and sucks it roughly into her mouth.
"Oh my god Weds..." Enid"s getting closer; she can feel it in the way her body is rocking down into her lap, how her walls flutter and clench tight around her fingers, her entire body shuddering each time Wednesday"s teeth graze against her nipple. It"s an addictive feeling, having Enid against her like this, and Wednesday already knows that it"s going to be incredibly difficult to avoid spending the majority of their time with Enid naked and pressed close.
Wednesday moans Enid"s name again, sounding a little more breathless, and it must please Enid because she releases a desperate little sound and curls her fingers around Wednesday"s chin to guide her up into a kiss. Wednesday meets the kiss hungrily, exhaling shakily into her mouth when she feels her own climax starting to approach rapidly, her body feeling suddenly like she was teetering on the edge of a precipice. She feels completely wrecked, struggling hard to keep her rhythm steady inside of Enid to make sure that the other girl isn"t left behind when she unravels-- something that she is absolutely about to do.
"Weds, I"m... I"m gonna... ohmygod I"m so close--" Enid gasps, dropping her forehead against Wednesday"s again, and Wednesday feels a slight cramp starting to form in her wrist with the weird angle she"s got her hand at. But she doesn"t relent, curling her fingers and thrusting them a little deeper inside of her, as hard as she can from this position. Enid responds in kind, moaning in a way that makes the hair on the back of Wednesday"s neck stand up, makes her feel like she could float. How does one girl hold so much power over her without even trying?
"You can come. Come for me, Enid." Wednesday is incredibly proud of how she manages to keep her voice steady, firm. It works-- because moments later Enid is trembling and coming hard in her lap, slick rushing out over Wednesday"s fingers to soak them as her girlfriend cries out and tries to muffle it quickly by biting down on her bottom lip. Wednesday doesn"t really even have time to think about how good it feels to have Enid coming for her like this before Enid is curling her fingers sharply inside of her and she"s tumbling right over that edge with her. Her climax has her moaning roughly, her entire body stiffening for a moment as she growls Enid"s name under her breath and drags Enid in for a desperate, hungry kiss.
They"re both gasping when they slowly remove their hands from between their bodies, and Wednesday tilts her head to nip gently at Enid"s bottom lip, her fingers pressing firmly into her hip.
"You are perfect." She tells Enid quietly, her eyes closing for a moment as she just breathes Enid in.
"Ugh, you"re amazing." Enid murmurs in response, smiling down at her, her body pressing closer. "That was-- that was so good."
Wednesday hums her agreement, peppering a few soft kisses along Enid"s jaw. She can feel exhaustion settling over her now, making her feel heavy and dragging her down-- but it"s an incredibly pleasant kind of tiredness that she hasn"t experienced before. It"s bone deep, makes her feel... content. Like there"s nothing else in the world except this moment with Enid, this feeling.
"I don"t know about you," Enid starts, pausing to yawn against Wednesday"s temple, and Wednesday chuckles softly. "But I feel so tired right now."
"Then you should sleep." Wednesday insists, wrapping an arm around Enid"s waist to pull her with her as she lies back against the bed. Enid comes along happily, shifting so that she"s lying beside Wednesday with an arm over her waist and a thigh slung over her hip. Wednesday tangles her fingers into Enid"s hair, holding her close against her side as she brushes a soft kiss against Enid"s forehead.
"Weds?"
"Yes, Enid?" She murmurs, smoothing her hair back from her face.
"I think I"m in love with you."
Enid buries her face into the crook of Wednesday"s neck but the seer can feel how warm it is. She must be blushing.
"I love you too, Enid." She says quietly, her hold on the other girl tightening.
"Oh... Oh-- cool. That"s... That"s very cool." Enid"s grinning now, she can feel it against her neck, and Wednesday smiles as she strokes her fingers down the slope of Enid"s back.
"It is. Now go to sleep, Enid."
"Sure thing, Weds. Love ya."