Wenclair One-Shots

Such a Sensation (Smut)

Summary:

Wednesday knew she was in the palm of Enid's hand. But she never knew how pleasurable it could be when taken literally.

SIDENOTE FROM @EnidStoleMyWig -
guys this one is crazy 💀 i personally am not into daddy kink or top enid but you all are begging for more smut so...

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Wednesday sat at her desk, working at her typewriter as she always did when her free time allowed her to. But something was off, and as much as she hated to admit it, it was because of a certain bubbly she-wolf.

She couldn't focus on her novel one bit. The ghosts of Enid's warm touch on her cool skin sat far heavier in her mind than the adventures of Viper. She let out a defeated sigh, giving up on her writing and collapsing onto her bed, lost in thought.

Months ago, Wednesday and her dorm mate's relationship had taken an interesting turn. A drunken confession slurred out by Enid upon returning from a long night out with Yoko ensured they could never be just "roomies" again.

That night culminated in Wednesday's first ever sexual experience. It was predictably terrible, and not in a good way, as she had no experience and Enid was basically incapacitated. But there was passion, and a hurried agreement to try again the next day when they both were more prepared, mentally and physically.

Wednesday woke up the next morning with Enid curled up in her bed, but she did not remember inviting her. The little brat must've clamored into her space without asking. Yet somehow the idea did not bother Wednesday too much. In fact, her normally cold heart was briefly warmed by the sight of the girl's peaceful resting face and the sound of her soft breathing. But only briefly.

When Enid finally woke up, after some profuse apologizing, she wasted no time in making good on her promise from the previous night. Wednesday admired her for getting straight to the point. It was a little awkward, but they were both satisfied. Wednesday had been shocked that she had enjoyed it at all, having always thought of sex as something done between foolish couples that wanted to ruin their lives with a child or illness.

Less than a week later, Wednesday and Enid were an official couple.

Wednesday enjoyed her brief walk down memory lane, but was much more focused on the present. Earlier that day, Enid had told Wednesday that there was something new she wanted to try that night. Although she would never admit it even if tortured, she was intrigued, maybe even excited, to know what Enid had planned.

Hearing the door click made the eager girl's heart skip a beat, as she rapidly sat up on her bed. It was almost sad, the hold Enid had on her. Both in and out of the bedroom, she was truly wrapped around the blonde girl's finger. Her younger self would be appalled.

Enid waltzed into the room with purpose, a bright smile on her face and a gratuitous amount of pep in her step. But somehow Wednesday could tell that tonight would be different. Not a word was spoken between them as Enid came over and pressed their lips together in a firm, passionate kiss.

After a kiss that left Wednesday's normally dead heart racing and her breath short, Enid pulled away and looked down at her with eyes full of longing. "I missed you my love," Enid beamed at her, but along with her normal, beautiful smile there was a hint of something deeper. "Now I have you all to myself."

The tone in her voice made Wednesday shiver. It was almost off putting to her how easily she went from cute, bubbly Enid to the girl who made quiet, stoic Wednesday scream for her. She always did enjoy just a little bit of discomfort.