Midnight Revelation(wenclair)

midnight revelation: Lust

Enid's breath caught in her throat as Wednesday's lips brushed against hers, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she felt Wednesday's warm breath against her skin.

"I... I'm not going anywhere," Enid whispered, her voice barely a breathless murmur.

Wednesday's eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in closer, her lips hovering just inches from Enid's. "Do I make you nervous?" she teased, a playful smirk dancing on her lips.

Enid could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to find her voice. "A little," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Wednesday's laughter was like music to Enid's ears as she pressed her lips to Enid's once more, a soft sigh escaping her lips. "Well, this is our secret," she murmured, her breath warm against Enid's skin. "So my girlfriend isn't going to know."

Enid's head spun with a heady mix of excitement and trepidation as Wednesday trailed kisses along her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She knew that their clandestine encounter was risky, but in that moment, all she could think about was the intoxicating warmth of Wednesday's embrace.

As they stood there in the dimly lit room, lost in each other's arms, Enid couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration coursing through her veins. She knew that their secret liaison would only deepen the rift between them and Wednesday's girlfriend, but in that moment, she couldn't bring herself to care.

For in that moment, all that mattered was the electric connection between her and Wednesday, and the tantalizing promise of what lay ahead. And as they shared one final, lingering kiss, Enid knew that their forbidden love would only burn brighter in the shadows of the night.

Their lips met in a fervent dance, igniting a fire that blazed between them. Enid's hands found their way to Wednesday's waist, pulling her closer as their bodies melded together in a passionate embrace. Each touch sent waves of electricity coursing through Enid's veins, her senses overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of Wednesday's perfume and the taste of her lips.

Wednesday's fingers tangled in Enid's hair, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened, a symphony of desire and longing echoing in the air. Enid felt as if she were drowning in a sea of sensation, her mind consumed by the heat of their passion.

Their kisses grew more urgent, more desperate, as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. Enid's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she surrendered to the intoxicating pull of Wednesday's touch.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. All thoughts of Wednesday's girlfriend, of the consequences of their actions, faded into oblivion as they became lost in each other. Enid felt as if she were on the brink of something wild and untamed, something that transcended the boundaries of reason and logic.

But even as their passion reached its peak, a voice in the back of Enid's mind whispered a warning. She knew that their forbidden love was a dangerous game, one that could end in heartache and ruin. And yet, in that moment, she couldn't bring herself to care.

For in the arms of Wednesday, surrounded by the heat of their desire, Enid felt alive in a way she had never felt before. And as they sank deeper into the depths of their passion, she knew that their love would burn bright, even in the darkest of nights.