Wenclair One-Shots

Consumed by the Curse (Smut)

Summary:

Directly following the end of Curse of the Addams Family Wednesday and Enid resume their talk about their new relationship. Well, they actually just make out. Until Enid is concerned she may be crossing a boundary. Wednesday assures her there are no boundaries besides the ones Enid sets. This theory is then tested.

Featuring:
Enid fucking Wednesday
Wednesday making love to Enid
Both of them being hopeless one way or the other

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"Now, where were we?"

Wednesday already felt like she was addicted to Enid's kisses. How had she gone her entire life without them? How could she live more than a few minutes without them? Questions to answer later, right now Enid was looking at her with some look in her eye that Wednesday couldn't quite place. As she set Enid's phone down on the nearby table and crawled back into Enid's lap and straddled her she finally realized what it was.

Desire.

A shiver ran up Wednesday's spine. She had never thought she would want to be desired but if it was Enid? Wednesday wanted that very much. As she leaned in to resume she paused and pulled back. "What's wrong?" Enid asked, worry clouding that wonderful desire in her eyes.

Wednesday held up one of Enid's pillows before sliding it behind Enid. "It won't do for you to hurt your neck by leaning against the bed frame."

"Aww, Wednesday! That's so sweet."

"Yet if you ever tell anyone they won't believe you." The seer said and grabbed Enid's chin between her thumb and index, tilting her head slightly up and to the side so that their lips would slot together perfectly. It was a rush of euphoria to start kissing Enid again, to feel her lips move against hers in a sensuous dance.

Time ceased to matter to Wednesday. All that mattered was the press of lips against hers, of spun sunlight flowing through her fingers, the transition of smooth skin to jagged scar beneath her thumb, of pleased hums and heated sighs and the pressure of hands clenching and unclenching at her hips.

Wednesday pulled back, a small respite to catch their breaths despite the quick pecks she stole every other inhale. "Enid, sole mio, you may touch me more if you wish."

"I don't want to upset you or-mhm-cross any boundaries you aren't-hmm-comfortable with." Truly Wednesday had become an addict if she couldn't let Enid finish a single sentence without interrupting her with kisses. She would just have to indulge and hope the withdrawals were as painful as the pleasurable drug.

"Amore mio, if you do or stray close to anything I do not want I will inform you. But be warned, anything you do I'll consider fair game unless told otherwise." Wednesday delighted in the soft gasp that brought out of Enid and she felt herself smirk as she pressed a kiss to her reddening cheek. She hadn't kissed her cheek until just then. It was different, still pleasurable but less sensual. It made her wonder what kissing different parts of Enid felt like.

Wednesday now had something she wanted to investigate most thoroughly so she began her search immediately. As she kissed up and down Enid's cheek, straying closer and then further away from her mouth she began to feel the hands on her hips slip up and then down and then back up. She let out a pleased hum, enjoying the pressure but felt like there were far too many layers between her and Enid considering they hadn't had the time to change out of their school uniforms.

Having finished with her mapping of Enid's cheek for the moment Wednesday moved to the tip of her nose and placed a kiss there. With a giggle Enid scrunched up her nose in a disgustingly cute way. "What was that for Wednesday?"