Fake it till you make it

Chapter 19

By the time dinner was finally over, the girls were exhausted, opting to instead change into their pyjamas and crawl into bed, Enid immediately wrapping Wednesday in her arms, despite both of them still being slightly hot and bothered.

Wednesday in particular was still incredibly aroused, squirming in Enid's arms, feeling the blonde smirk against the back of her neck as a hand slipped under her raven's t-shirt, cupping her breast in her hand, squeezing it gently.

"You still worked up, baby?" Enid breathed against her ear, making Wednesday shiver.

Swallowing hard, Wednesday nodded, not trusting her voice to not come out as a pathetic whine.

Resting her hand on Wednesday's hip, thumbing over the waistband of her pyjama shorts, revelling in the hitch in her raven's breath, Enid pressed a light kiss against the column of her neck.

"You wanna continue where we left off?"

"Y-yes." Wednesday breathed out, squirming eagerly in Enid's arms desperate for relief. "Please."

"Okay. Open your legs for me, baby." Enid purred, pressing a featherlight kiss to the underside of Wednesday's jaw as she helped the young seer shift her legs open, hooking the leg behind her own knees to keep them open. "Good girl." Enid praised, her hand running up Wednesday's leg till she reached the curve of her hip, thumbing over the bone before shifting her hand back down beneath the waistband of the pyjama shorts.

The moment Enid's fingers came into contact with her centre, she let out a low and feral growl.

"Damn, baby. You're sodden." She husked, nipping at Wednesday's jaw. "I really got you all worked up. I'm sorry. Let me help you."

"W-wait." Wednesday breathed out, Enid stopping immediately. "Lock the door."

Enid bit her lip as a huffed moan vibrated in her throat, pressing a quick kiss to Wednesday's cheek before detangling herself from her raven, stumbling when her legs caught in the sheets, before making it to the door and locking it securely.

Looking back at Wednesday waiting in the bed, she saw just how far gone the smaller girl was, shorts soaked through and clinging to her skin.

Enid crawled back over to her, kneeling between Wednesday's legs.

"Can I take your shorts off?" She asked, fingering over the elastic waistband.

Wednesday nodded, swallowing hard as she watched Enid slowly peel them down her legs, Wednesday arching her butt off the bed to get them over her hips, the blonde tossing them to the floor beside her, the fabric making a wet 'plat' as it hit the hardwood floorboards.

Enid crawled back up Wednesday's body, humming as she noticed her blown pupils staring back at her.

"You sure you still want this? We can stop." Enid asked, wanting to make sure she wasn't pushing Wednesday past her boundaries, despite her being half naked in front of her, waiting and wanton.

"Please..." Wednesday murmured, too far gone to even contemplate having to stop, tentatively sitting up to take Enid's hand, slowly lying back down as she tugged the blonde on top of her, biting her bottom lip ever so slightly. "Continue."

Now settled between Wednesday's thighs, her body pressing Wednesday deeper into the mattress, the seer tentatively reached up and ghosted her fingers over the blonde's scars, before her musically calloused digits threaded themselves into her silky dyed locks, tugging her back down to her waiting and eager mouth.

Enid kissed her back, long, languid, and deep, shifting her weight to her knees so she could slip a hand under Wednesday's top, running over her waist and ribs before cupping her breast with an appreciative hum.