Wenclair Oneshots

Puppies like to hump things right?

"I would like you to wear it tonight." Enid looked up from her computer on her lap, homework forgotten. Wednesday stood a few feet behind her.

"Uh, what is 'it'?"

"The strap-on." Enid dropped her phone on her computer. Her stomach clenched with excitement and quickly growing arousal.

"O-oh?"

"While I thoroughly enjoy pleasuring you with it, I would like to experience what it feels like." Wednesday didnt seem to realize how frazzled Enid was.

"Do you - want to do it now?" Her heart spasmed in her chest, blood rushing into her head and making her slightly dizzy.

"You may continue to do your homework if you want. I can write while I wait." Enid fought down a laugh. Only Wednesday could be this calm, like she was booking a tooth cleaning over a strap-on session.

"I definitely cant focus on homework now." Enid laughed. Wednesday sent a small smirk her way.

"Very well." the girl said, shrugging off her black hoodie and laying it over her bed. Enid quickly closed her computer and shoved both that and her phone in the corner of her desk. She dropped to her knees and dug underneath her bed, reaching for the box that contained the desired object.

Every time Enid and Wednesday used the strap-on, Enid couldnt help but laugh and blush at the story behind it. After she and Wednesday had starting dating (or courting, as Wednesday insisted), Yoko had given Enid a pink bag with a giant smirk on her face. Enids eyes had grown wide when she took the box out of the bag.

"Puppies like to hump things, right?" Yoko had joked. Enid remembered throwing the strap-on at Yokos head, but snuck it back into her and Wednesdays room with the bag hidden underneath her bed later that night.

Enid peeled off her clothes, faintly aware that Wednesday had already undressed and was laying back on Enids bed. For a girl who claimed to be allergic to color, they often found themselves fucking on Enids bed, then migrating to Wednesdays to sleep. Wednesday claimed that the colors were too bright to fall asleep. Her bed was comfier anyway.

The blonde pulled the strap-on over her hips, the black leather straps of the harness digging into the fuller parts of her hips slightly. Wednesdays hips were slimmer and Enid struggled to adjust the harness to fit her properly because her hands were shaking.

Heat had started to build up in her lower stomach as she tightened the straps around her thighs. The last time they had used this, Enid had ended up on top of Wednesday, riding and rolling her hips against the strap during her last heat. The memory sent a shiver down her back.

"You look very good in black." Wednesday said from her position of the bed.

"I feel like I look ridiculous." Enid said nervously, gnawing gently on her lower lip.

"Anyone who wears more than two colors looks ridiculous." Enid rolled her eyes.

"Wednesday, Im naked. Im not wearing any colors."

"Correct. And I enjoy that."

"You're insufferable." Enid groaned. She hid her face with her hands in an attempt to shield the smile forming on her face. The nerves and discomfort were slowly fading away. She made her way over to the bed and lay down next to Wednesday, the strap-on knocking lightly into the dark-haired girls thigh. Enid giggled "Sorry."

Wednesday just looked at her with wide eyes, breath a little shaky. She brought Enids face down gently, pressing soft kisses against the corner of her mouth and jaw. Enid groaned, the surprising tenderness shooting heat straight to her core. Her hand found Wednesdays bare hip, thumb brushing the skin slightly. Her hips twitched in response.