Wenclair Oneshots

That escalated quickly

The clicking of Wednesday's typewriter filled the room. Enid rolls over in her bed, grumbling. At first the wolf found the typing soothing, in a sort of rain against a metal roof sort of way but as it continued on into the small hours of the morning, it was anything but. The bed creaked under the werewolf as she huffed and moved once more.

"Wednesday, it's like midnight can you please stop typing and go to bed?" Enid begged. The typing paused for a few moments, only to continue, completely disregarding what the girl had asked. "Ugh seriously? Why are you like this?" She said, irritation obvious in her tone.

"I had inspiration and in order for that not to leave me, I must write it down now." Wednesday said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Enid growled and sat up in her bed, shooting an intense glare in the goth's direction.

"I can't sleep! I know you don't ever actually care about others but can't you please just fake it long enough so I don't have to hear you incessant typing?" Enid snapped. Deciding she would take care of the problem herself if Wednesday didn't stop, she stood up and walked towards the tape that divided their room. "Like seriously Wednesday, If you don't stop in the next 30 seconds, I'll make you."

The typing paused once again, the psychic considering what would possibly happen to her if she didn't listen. Enjoying the possible prospect of pain, she smirked and continued typing. "That's it!" Enid yelled, crossing over the border to the darkly colored side of their room and placing her hands on Wednesday's shoulders. She unsheathed her claws and spun the raven around in her chair so they were facing each other.

"Enid." Wednesday said, her expression slightly devious.

"Why don't you ever care about anyone else but yourself?! All I'm asking is for you to shut up and let me sleep!"Enid snarled in the smaller girls face. Wednesday shivered at the confrontation, her face heating up ever so slightly. "Do you even have anything to say?! Or are you just using this to fuel your obviously endless pit of disdain?!" Wednesday suddenly leaned forward, capturing the lips of the angry werewolf before her.

A small noise of surprise came from Enid only for her to begin kissing back passionately after registering what was happening. Wednesday's hands cupped the blonde girl's face making it impossible for her to escape. Enid tightened her grip into the girl's shoulder, almost tearing through the fabric covering them, as the goth licked her lower lip, asking for permission to enter. The werewolf gladly accepted Wednesday's advances, the girl's tongues dancing to the song of heavy lust-filled sighs and moans that filled the room. Finally the two separated.

"Wednesday..." Enid gasps.

"Shut up." The smaller girl says, pulling the blonde down onto her lap. Enid clings onto the smaller girl, scared they'll fall over. Wednesday kisses the nape of the other girl's neck gently breathing over it and giving Enid goosebumps. Without warning, she bites down, causing the werewolf to let out a moan. Wednesday gently licks and kisses the mark she just made on Enid's neck.

"Maybe..." Enid pants "Maybe we should like... move to your bed or something? I don't want to fall over..." Wednesday ignores the girl, moving her hands under Enid's sweater. The blonde gasps at the sudden cold fingers making contact with her hot skin. The goth licks a generous stripe up her girl's neck, reconnecting their lips at the end. The air is hot and clammy so when Wednesday begun to lift Enid's sweater off it was welcomed.

The fabric hit the floor with a thump and the goth separated herself from the blonde to drink in the beautiful view before her. Her fingers traced over Enid's waist, then making their way up to her breasts and finally landing on her porcelain shoulders, only now were they imperfect as there was a bruise at the base of her neck.