Wenclair's Love Story

Research or Pleasure (M)

Tw: smut, blurred consent, kinks 🙃

Wednesday Addams POV:

Now that I'm comfortable, it's time to organize the notes I've taken this evening. I sit at my desk while Enid's on her side of the room, probably sifting through photos we took earlier.

I'm assuming that the MorningSong wristbands have a direct link to the wearer's brain stem, making the wearer vulnerable to intense manipulation. If what I saw on that stage is correct, she can control someone's speech and probably actions without eye contact... which could create an army of mindless puppets that bend to her will.

While I'm all for world domination, I'd like to be the one doing the conquering, not some siren. It's my job to stop her before it's too late.

Konstance is also not confident in her mayoral proposals yet, needing to rely on petty tricks that still don't work in her favor.

The bracelets probably need more tweaking, especially before she can control more than one person at a time... so we can still win this.

I stop my research when I hear whispering on the other side of the room, I think Enid's going over moisturizing tips with Thing until I hear the hand scurry over to the door and depart. I'm quite convinced that Thing has a secret side job, but he has yet to confide in me about it. He probably left to pick up another shift.

I shrug it off, diving back into my extensive research. Konstance has no criminal record and had been off the grid for the past five years prior to this Election.

"Wednesdayyyyyyy, are you almost done being a super cool mastermind tonight? I miss my girlfriend." Enid pouts while hugging my shoulders from behind, making my pencil skid on the paper.

"Enid, you were the one who wanted to save Bianca so badly, it takes hours to research her mother's history and figure out who Konstance's opponent is."

"I know, but can you take a break for now? I'm really hungry."

"No. I want to get this done, I believe the cafeteria is still open though. "

"But I wanted to eat with you. Can you at least turn around? It's still our two month, you know."

"I'm busy right now, Enid."

"Fine, be that way." She huffs as she returns to her side of the room.

Now, where was I? Oh yes, her digital presence. Time goes by as I assemble her family tree, figuring out who's still alive and helping this organization. We won't be up against only one siren, there are at least 15 different family members in addition to a few Nevermore families that could be joining her campaign.

We are extremely outnumbered.

"Wednesday, I miss youuuuu." Enid whines, making me drop my pencil from the sudden loud noise, "ooh, I'll get it!" She shouts, quickly crawling under my desk to pick it up.

She hands it to me while still kneeling under the desk. One of her hands is firmly gripping my thigh, I can tell she has a wicked idea in mind.

"You can get up now, Enid. Thank you."

"Hmm, I have a better idea," she whispers, tugging my sweatpants slightly down.

"Enid, wh- what are you doing?" I ask, feeling a heartbeat suddenly pulse in my lower abdomen.

"You could either keep working, or you can just enjoy this..." she devilishly taunts.

"While your proposal seems intriguing, I really want to finish this work, oh!" I shout as she pulls down the fabric covering my legs as it hangs by my ankles.