LXIII ▸ Feverish hands [MATURE, 0.5]

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𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝)

𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘

"Enid... Enid.." She called. Pleading. It seemed as though her brain couldn't keep up with the new abundance of emotions she was feeling. Enid had earlier said that this wasn't even the finest part, which was funny to hear. She was nevertheless overcome by love, panic, longing, and uneasiness. Her legs somewhat twitched and her seated heart knocked at her ribs. She wasn't sure why she was feeling so uneasy about this. . She was used to having physical contact with her partner. Therefore, it was unclear why she was feeling the way that she was. Every time she felt Enid's hands let go of her body, she feared what she could feel in the center of her Abdomen. twisted and churred like she was going to vomit but it was accompanied by want. She needed something.

She shivered as her partner's severe hands made contact with her bare shoulders, causing her shirt to fall down to her forearms, loosely hanging on. Her breathing grew heavy as her legs tightened securely around the blonde's waist. . Even when being dominated by another person. As if she may disintegrate if she dared to let go, her nails gripped vigorously to the latter's back. Her back instinctively arched as she felt another pair of hands take a firm grip on her hips, skin. going red. She slowly eased into the touch without hesitation. Wednesday was too busy to be intoxicated by the sensation of her tongue almost melting with the latter's and her lips progressively becoming increasingly red from the intensity.

Saliva proceeded to drip down her chin as one hand moved from her back up to her hair, gripping tightly.. She could feel her body begin to sweat as her temperature proceeded to increase at an alarming rate. 'Wednesday..' Enid muttered between their sloppy kiss, before connecting once more. Wednesday's back arched and her hand gripped the blonde's goldie locks tighter. Her hand was so close to a place she thought nobody would touch. A place nobody would even dare to go to. Enid rested her head on the goth's shoulder. 'Relax.. I won't hurt you, dear..' She whispered into her red hot ear. Making sure she was heard. Wednesday could feel her stomach turning, increasing her feeling like she was going to vomit .

Wednesday's back arched heavily and she gritted her teeth. She couldn't resist her eyes widening after feeling Enid's finger graze the abundance of nerves. Enid found this reaction particularly.. Amusing, to say the least. 'Someone's a bit' She nervous. teased. Wednesday got more frustrated with Enid. 'This is my first time..' The blonde chuckled. 'I'll take good care of you, darling..' Her finger began to make a small circular motion on the seer's clit, who in response started to release quiet sinister sounds while the blonde softly kissed her neck. It may have been small, but the way her pale neck was kissed so delicately made her feel so fragile  ; The latter's touches made her feel like a slut.

There was something inside of Wednesday that just made her feel like she was boiling. As the sounds fell from her lips, it felt like she had something else to say. She knew what it was, but was clueless at the same time. It frustrated her knowing she was somewhat speechless. It made her heart race and her fight or flight go crazy. 

Instinctively, she pulled the blonde closer, pressing their bare skin against each other. What she said next, she didn't even think about saying. It just came out. ''More..'' Her breath ever so slightly grazed against Enid's ear, but it was more than enough to make her satisfy her lover's desire. The blonde couldn't help but smirk. Two fingers didn't hesitate and immediately dipped down, inserting them. Enid could feel the ravenette's legs tightened around her waist and it seemed as though her lover couldn't help but just moan loudly.


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