Wavier oneshots (Wednesday & Xavier)

Sleepover (Smut)

Thanks to @yourbasickaren for requesting this because...I was out of ideas.

Wednesday and Xavier have a sleepover, and a dirty one at that.

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"Wednesday, we can't go to sleep first thing at a sleepover!"

"Correct me if I'm wrong, the word 'Sleep' is within the word 'Sleepover'?" Wednesday asked her boyfriend, raising an eyebrow. 

"Yeah, but that's the LAST thing you do. This is why you're such a party pooper." Xavier claimed, pouting. 

"I'm a party pooper, now, huh?" She smirked, leaning over and whispering into his ear.

"Wow, that was bold." Xavier said, eyebrows raised in slight surprise.

"You're ruining the mood, Xavier." 

"Sorry Hun." He replied, winking at her. 

He pulled her into his lap, smiling as a dusty pink blush spread across her cheeks. She looked up at him, eyes wide and innocent. 

He smiled. "You're absolutely adorable." He brought one hand up to squish her cheeks as she scrunched up her nose. His other hand remained planted possessively on the small of her back.

"No I'm not!" She said in disgust.

"Yes you are! Look at your cute little face." He softly mumbled, sticking his bottom lip out.

"I am not cute!" 

"Whatever floats your boat." He winked at her, pulling her in to lay her head on his chest. He gripped her thighs and re-adjusted them.

She leaned up and planted her soft lips on his. He automatically gripped her waist, pulling her closer while moving his lips against hers. 

She nibbled softly on his bottom lip and he responded by opening his mouth to the familiar feeling of her. Softly, he swirled his tongue around hers, gently swiping his tongue along the ridges of her teeth.

She removed her mouth from his, a trail of saliva connecting their mouths as she positioned him under her. She softly straddled him, making sure to rub up against his already growing erection.

"Christ Wednesday." He moaned lightly. She ground slightly harder, enjoying the feeling of his hardness rubbing against her soft core. 

"What do you want Xavier," She hissed, holding his arms above him.

"God, that's a loaded question." He scoffed playfully.

"Well then fucking answer it." She leaned in the hiss in his ear, making sure to bite his earlobe as she did. She leaned down and undid his belt buckle, sliding his boxers and pants down together. She pulled her skirt off, leaving her in a hoodie and underwear. Xavier wasn't wearing a shirt in the first place.

"Fuck, I don't care what you do, as long as I end up inside you." He moaned.

She moved to straddle him again. She pulled her panties to the side, so they were flush up against her soft, milky skin. She grabbed his dick with force, causing a moan to draw out of him. She quickly positioned him at her entrance. "You wanna be inside me? Be inside me." And with that, she slid down on them. 

Despite her cold exterior, she let out quite the moan. Xavier did too, but that wasn't surprising. 

"Christ Wednesday, you're so fucking tight." 

"Shut up." She mumbled softly, not enough roughness in her voice to convince either of them that she was angry. Her eyes were closed, bliss covered her features with grace.