The Heat

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A/n: So this wasn't my idea at all. I borrowed the concept and idea from an artist I found on Twitter. Their twitter handle is @phoreauuu. And they made a 5 part comic strip involving Enid in her first heat. The only thing that I did was bring their art to life by way of literature. I do hope that I did it justice. If you would like to see their work then please check them out. Every bit of credit goes out to them for making the beautiful art work that they did. Most, if not all, of the dialogue in this has also been taken from the comic strips as well. I just wrote around it to make it what it is now. Again, all credit goes to Pho for being such a wonderful sport and allowing me to write this for them and you all. So, early Merry Chrysler and Happy New York to you all! I'll be back with more Jenna Ortega Imagines after my small break. Much love to you all and All Hail Wenclair!!! 🙌


~×Friendships over,
won't be the same.×~

"Enid."

With a dangerous smile and the intent to kill, Wednesday stared down at the helpless she-wolf. In a slow fashion, the Addams girl began to remove one piece of clothing at a time. Her coat went first, falling to her feet with a thud. It wasn't like Wednesday to just leave it there, but Enid didn't have the heart to correct her. Next was her vest. The she-wolf watched as her dress shirt slipped from beneath the skirt just a bit when Wednesday raised her arms.

"W-wednesday...what are you doing?"

She doesn't get a response as the silent individual grabs the knot on her necktie and effortlessly unravels it. Enid gasps when the clothing item finds its way on the floor. Her baby blues flick up just as Wednesday starts to unbutton her shirt, ebony orbs unwavering as she stared into Enid's soul.

"You're scaring me Wednesday," squeaked Enid. That was far from the truth, she wanted this girl more than she wanted the will to live. She craved Wednesday.

"Am I?" The Addams girl questioned. Her shirt half unbuttoned and revealing behind ivory skin beneath the white shirt. Enid's eyes tore from the intense gaze in order to soak up everything her roommate had to offer. She watched the shirt slip down Wednesday's shoulders and was rewarded with the sight of a scarred body.

~

Wednesday stood at the side of her bed with a rather annoyed look upon her face. Her covers were a mess, one pillow on the ground while the other was clenched in the culprits arms. There laid enid, with her shoes and necktie off. Wednesday could tell her shirt was unbuttoned and opened as the girl clung to the pillow. Wolf ears sat upon her head as her tail curled around her waist. She was panting and flushed from head to toe.

"Ugh," the Addams girl placed her thumb and index finger against the bridge of her nose, feeling a headache coming on. She heard Thing tap out a response. "Yes Thing, I am aware that she's in heat...."

Her eyes travel down the poor girls trembling body only to snap back up to her counterpart on the table. "....but she's on my bed."

Thing gave her a shrug and Wednesday just rolled her eyes before huffing. She grabbed her large coat and pulled it on, before heading towards the door of her shared room. She saw Thing sign quickly.

"I'm going to find some suppressants," she answered swiftly, "anything to keep her Out. Of. My. Bed."

Thing made a gesture which halted Wednesday in her tracks as she shot a glare over her shoulder at the anomaly. "'Care?' Repeat that word to me again and I will slice you, finger by finger."

Thing quickly flipped Wednesday off and the girl's jaw clenched. She snatched the hand up off the table and squeezed its palm.

"Stop being a child and help me find-"

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