Wednesday Addams Oneshots

The way you make me feel things

(SMUT)

"Weds..." I pant softly, trying to keep my voice quiet, she grunts, pumping her fingers into me faster as she bites down on my neck, sending shivers up my spine from the mix of pain and pleasure, my hand grips the back of her head, bunching up her hair in my hand as my body begins to shake from sensitivity...I'm close.

"You're close" She mumbles, kissing my neck harshly as her fingers continue to rhythmically thrust into me, I feel myself squirm underneath her, she has me pinned against a wall in a janitor's closet, screwing my brains out, and I couldn't complain.

"F-fuck" I cry out, I bury my face in the crook of her neck when I feel my climax build up, and my legs shake as they lose their grip from wrapping around her waist, "D-don't stop," I say breathlessly, my eyes beginning to glisten as they roll to the back of my head when I feel my release comes near.

I grip her shirt tightly, humping her fingers as my breath hits her neck, my shallow short breaths encourage her to plunge deeper, as three fingers now enter as I suck in a deep breath, groaning in pure delight, my head throwing back as my stomach clenches, it's harder to stop the moaning as well as my shaking, trembling movements.

Wednesday pounds me one more time before I release my climax, my shirt is messily unbuttoned, and my skirt has been lifted past my waist my panties dangle from my right ankle as I gasp for breath, giving Wednesday a full view of my swollen cunt "Good girl", She praises in a low whisper, stroking my hair to help me down from my high. She watches me for a moment, wiping the sweat from my brow.

"Y-you can go" I stammer, my chest continuing to rise and fall unsteadily, "Cl-class starts soon" I remind her, she pulls away, nodding, she lowers me so my feet touch the ground as her hands move away from me, her monotone exterior coming back as she fixes her hair and re-tucks her shirt back in.

"I'll message you when I need your services again," she says dully, leaving me alone in the janitor's closet to recollect myself. After a few minutes, and once my legs stop shaking, I decide to push myself up from off the wall.

"Why am I doing this to myself" I grumble, using an unopened roll of tissue to clean myself before getting redressed, my body feels light and euphoric, yet wildly sensitive, I catch a glimpse of myself in a small handheld mirror in the confiscated box, groaning as my hand caresses my neck, "Wednesday..." I growl, "You rough son of a bitch" I whisper, looking at the hickey that just shows from beneath the collar of my school shirt. But who am I to complain, I like it rough.

I grab my school bag and walk off to class, I'll be a little late, but the teachers here could care less, as long as I show up, the students however...they can get...nosy...

-----------------The deal---------------

Wednesday came to you four months ago asking to be fuck buddies, however, the deal was that no one catches feelings, you agreed because you were horny and mostly because you enjoyed Wednesday's presence, she was a good friend, so you knew you could trust her.

What you didn't account for was your growing fondness for her, and you didn't want the sex to end, at least not yet, and you couldn't really tell anyone, Wednesday swore you to secrecy about this, and you have obeyed her words, you didn't speak to many people anyway, you were someone everyone gets along with, but don't know on a personal level.

The agreement was that when Wednesday felt like wanting to fuck, she'd come to find you, she was very dominant and you liked that, despite being a switch, you let her control you, whether she wanted to screw your brain out or demand that you pleasure her, you were happy to oblige.

-------------------The first encounter----------------

I'm leaning on my closed locker, scrolling through my phone, chuckling at funny animal videos that pop up when I'm suddenly tugged harshly by my sleeve, I stumble over my footing but catch myself as I follow who appears to be Wednesday, "Uh Weds?" I try to gain her attention, but she keeps her head forward, walking quickly to somewhere.