Wednesday and I ( Female Reader)

Almost

After what feels like centuries apart, unable to see or even touch for too long, your hand aching to reach for hers. Just begging to be held, to be felt with your heavenly hands. Much to your relief, the crowd is dismissed, fading as the rest of the campers could crawl back to whatever activity they could to keep them from tearing each other limb from limb.

You smile, unable to stop yourself, finally left alone. Your heart leaps out of your chest, unable to contain itself. Her inescapable eyes eat your heart with one bite, "Keep smiling like that and someone might think you like what you see," Wednesday smirks. You smirk back desire only burning your heart more, "Maybe they'd be right." Your eyes linger over her body. 

"I don't know whether you're brave or stupid, Y/N," she says, sass never escaping her breath.

"Which would you love more?" You tease her back, a foolish, love-struck smile forever making an effort to make a home on your lips.

She giggles and shakes her head, wrapping her arms around your shoulders. "Knowing my luck and just you in general it's latter," She quips back.

"Oah oah oahhh? Is that so Miss Addams?" You say back with a smirk and stunned ego. She chuckles and nods, proud of her disarming remark. 

"Just wait, You're going to be in more trouble than you could ever...Imagine," You whisper on her lips with a smirk, being able to only just taste one of her sweetnesses before grinning and pulling away. She grins against your lips, knowing the silly little game both of you like to play, knowing you'll pull away. Not, however, expecting you to push your lips back onto hers, your body following suit. Your bodies collide with passion, and your desperation to feel her burning through your skin like acid. Your hand cupping her perfectly sculpted face, roses blooming on her cheeks and your hands continue to play her heartstrings, holding her hip, dragging your fingertips down her spine, sending shivers and sparks through her like explosions underneath her pale soft skin.

"You're evil," She says into your lips, licking at them, wanting more of you. You chuckle, thriving in her torment as your body strains with desire. 

"And you love every second of it," You chuckle against her lips, sucking her tongue and pulling her deeper into the kiss. The undeniable need for her growing more feral at the moment, deepening every second, escaping your control as your hands grip her hair. Your fingers dig into the flesh on her hip bones, carinal desire bursting from your seams as you moan into her lips. Pulling away, breathless and grinning. 

You laugh, licking her off your lips and she looks at you dazed and lustful. A pant escapes her lips, "Fuck you," she grins and chuckles.

Your hand grips her hair tighter, pulling her head back slightly, she gasps. You kiss up her jawbone, a grin lingering on your lips, "I love you too, Darling."

You pull away with a pompous smirk lining your lips. She looks at you, flustered and trying to be angry with you. She sighs, exasperated, "Fuck you, y/n" She says, walking away to find a book to bury her blushing face into. You cackle at this, every action making you swoon further for the stone-cold killer. 

"Shhh! If you throw up here, I'll slap you back down into it!" I hushed voice says to another voice, hiding in plain sight, peering at you and your love, consumed in an embrace and each other.

"Unbelievable... It never gets any less discussed... Fucking Fags," 

"That's why we're doing this, they need to be an example..." Silence breeding agreement between the two. "So, it's ready?"