Wenclair One-Shots

Impossible Comes True

Summary:

While having a lovey make out session with her girlfriend Wednesday gets a phone call from her parents. She can't ignore that, but she also can't ignore the persistent wolf girl kissing and biting her way down her neck.

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One ring tone was all that it took to break Wednesday's spell, her little bubble that she was in with Enid, kissing, biting, having there werewolf pushing on her shoulders to get on top of her. Usually she wouldn't tolerate this, being in a position like this, being pinned by someone.

Hard to argue when that someone is bubbly, cool, and very attractive despite the wide array of colors of her clothes and in her hair. Or when that someone had claws and fangs so sharp that they could tear her apart.

Someone being all of these things was hard to wrap her head around, even for Wednesday. It didn't make sense to her that someone so cute, so timid, so soft and wrapped in every shade of pink known to mankind could also be extremely dominating and protective and... attractive.

"Let it ring." Enid tried to kiss Wednesday's lips again, "Busy now." She was also extremely affectionate. It was vile, it made Wednesday's stomach turn. In a good way, she hated to admit. Honestly she wished she could, she wanted to wrap her arms back around Enid's shoulders and let herself sink back into the bliss of kisses and cuddles and soft smiles and words.

Too bad that the ringing didn't let her.

With a groan she pushed Enid off, her palm against Enid's chin. Enid's wolf ears no longer stood up, nor did her tail wag. She frowned as Wednesday reached for her phone on the nightstand.

"My parents." Since she got the phone her parents have been calling and texting quite often to check up on her. Quite annoying. "You know I have to answer them."

"Nope. Just let it ring, they'll get bored of it." If only it was that simple with her family. "Willa..." Enid whined as Wednesday slid her finger across the screen. If she really tried to she could listen in on their conversation, but she wasn't a nosy girlfriend, protective yes, but she respected Wednesday's privacy. A bit of a different story when it came to her private space.

"Hello mother, father. Yes I... I am in my room. Now? The dance is in a few months, I do not need a new dress. Besides I can always go with-" The raven haired girl gasped when she felt sharp fangs digging into the base of her thumb. "I am alright. Just remembered something I promised Enid. No, mother I will not write these things down and no she will not break up wit-" She had to bite her cheek when Enid, rolled her tongue around her thumb, slowly made her way down to her palm and held her hand there, her eyes half-lid and stormy. "With me. She constantly tells me of her affections for me."

Enid bit Wednesday's fingers one by one, leaving a deeper bite on the goths ring finger, right were one would put a wedding ring. Good as anything and gets the message across clearly to anyone who sees it. "You're stuck with me." Her voice was so damn sultry, sending pleasant chills down Wednesday's spine.

The werewolf bent down, kissing from Wednesday's jaw to her neck while Wednesday tried keeping her composure under the attack of soft lips and dangerous fangs.

Wednesday could see the worst, bloodiest horror movies and not flinch while Enid curled into her for the rest of the night from fear. She could not in fact ignore Enid when she was being needy, kissing and sucking bruises into her neck.

"I... I need to go." She was uncharacteristically out of breath, felt uncomfortably hot and incredibly in need to make Enid keep going. "Homework." Her lips were occupied by Enid's again not even a second after she hung up, had it been any sooner she would never go home again because she couldn't help but moaning into Enid's mouth. "I underestimated you mi vida, you do have an evil side to you after all."

"I was about to throw your phone across the room." Enid's hand slid up Wednesday's arm, her claws leaving goosebumps across her skin as she pushed the phone away, back to the nightstand, "Hey, hey Wednesday?"

Enid's grin almost made Wednesday not say anything, "Yes?"

"Are you my homework? Cause I want to slam you on my desk and do you all night long." She wiggled her eyebrows at her girlfriend, blowing her a little teasing kiss.

Wednesday quirked her eyebrow, "That seems like asking for back problems."

Enid jumped away, her eyes as wide as saucers "No, no! Not actually! It's a joke Wednesday!"

"Ah." She seemed a little disappointed, "Based on how you were behaving just now I would have guessed that you were, how did you describe it? Horny?"

"I was n- well... no, I just wanted you to pay attention to me. I was trying to tease you." Her blushing face and lowered ears told Wednesday a different story. "Is everything okay? With your family I mean." Enid scrambled to quickly change the subject before her claws tore into her sweater.

"Everything is fine. They merely asked about the upcoming dance and wanted to make sure I have something that will woo you. From my perspective you have already been wooed. My cute doggy." Cold hands cupped Enid's cheeks, her fingers trailing down to the collar of her sweater. "Up." Enid listened without a second thought, lost in Wednesday's eyes. She would have jumped out the window if Wednesday ordered it. "Good puppy."

"Wednesday, stop that." Enid's shaking voice and her hands on Wednesday's hips betrayed her conviction as she followed her girlfriend to the desk where she normally kept her typewriter. "A-Are we actually-" Unable to help it her tail started wagging uncontrollably. How predictable of her.

Without saying a word Wednesday leaned back and pulled Enid on top of her, the blonde shaking with excitement, "I am not letting you break my back over some lustful fantasy. And certainly not on a place as sacred as my writing desk. However," Her blunt nails scratched at the base of Enid's ears, winning a quiet, barely held back 'fuck' groaned against her neck, "I will let you scent me. Consider it a reward for earlier."

"T-Thank you." Enid pressed her nose against Wednesday's neck, smelling ink, paper, ash and... oh... her shampoo. "Wednesday you... I thought that was me!" She started smelling Wednesday's hair, her cheeks, her neck all over again, "You! You used my shampoo! I thought I was going crazy!"

"It would be so romantic, you losing your mind over me. Guess I will need to try a little bit harder." Enid rolled her eyes, an amused huff leaving her lips. Two could play that game, only a matter of time before one of them folded.

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Author - AngellTheNinth
https://archiveofourown.org/users/AngellTheNinth/pseuds/AngellTheNinth