Wednesday Addams Oneshots

A Special Tale

Requested by Anonymous 

Request: "Wednesday catches Y/n writing a book about theirsex life on her typewriter. The chapter she was currently writing was about thenight prior and it was a very sweet night of lovemaking since They hadn't seeneach other in about 2 weeks because she was out investigating a case. WhenWednesday catches her, she gives her something juicy to write about maybe theyuse a strap and Wednesday uses it on her from behind and then they switch againto Y/n riding her."

The only change in this request was that Y/n will use a laptop, not a typewriter. 

Smut! Dominant/Rough Wednesday with a strap on. 

Smut Contains: Anal, Spanking, Praise, Degradation, Biting Until Blood, Bondage. 

Her lips crashed into mine for a messy, loving kiss, her hands roaming my sides hastily before settling on the curves of my waist, squeezing the flesh tenderly as the both of us breathed heavily into the other's mouths. Viper takes the lead in leading me to my bed, pushing me down, our lips detaching from each other's for a quick moment as Viper unbuttons her shirt whilst in the midst of straddling my waist, kissing me once more. 

A sense of yearning was in both of our actions, it had been about 2 weeks since we saw each other, and we were making up for lost time in the dimly lit bedroom of my dormitory, my roommate out for a sleepover with their best friend, leaving the two of us alone at last. 

"Ha pasado demasiado tiempo (It's been too long.)" The detective mutters into the kiss, sounding like she had missed the taste and warmth of my lips. I tilt my head back, allowing Viper's lips to skim past the sweet spot on my neck and go straight for the centre of my throat, marking that area as hers as her hands slip under my shirt, lifting it off with no restraint from me as her mouth locks onto my collarbone, suckling and swirling her tongue on the tender flesh, also claiming that area as her own whilst her hands busily worship and caress every curve, every stretch mark, every freckle, mole, or scar I possessed as I just laid back and took it all. 

"I missed this," I murmured quietly into the heavy air thick with romantic tension, the only response I was given was the sweet sound of suckles, kisses and licks followed by the quiet panting my stoic investigator was breathing out, my hands moving on autopilot as I feel the fabric of Viper's bra, loving how the colour black looked on her pale Latina skin. 

Viper was finished worshipping my neck and collarbone, working her affection down slowly to my breasts, treasuring them separately as her mouth latches itself onto the right nipple, her hand gripping and twiddling the left one between her fingers as I let out a long breathy moan, thriving in the hot, tingly feeling I felt bubble within my lower abdomen when I heard those sweet, lewd sounds decorate my skin. 

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"Is this about last night?" A calm, monotone voice startles you as you feel two familiar arms wrap around your waist, making you tilt your head to the right, seeing Wednesday's side profile as she reads over your work on your laptop, you lean back into her as you were sitting cross-legged on your bed, happy to have her back as what you wrote was true, it had been 2 weeks since you last saw her, besides last night of course, she was busying trying to follow a lead on the Hyde case, leaving you worried and unable to help as she personally asked that you stayed out of it, not wanting you to get hurt if you were caught in the middle of her pursuit. So, when she came back you both were quick to rekindle your love, it was a steamy, yet romantic night, and it would be a memory you'd fondly look back on for a long, long time.