E X P E R I M E N T:
to try out new ideas/ways of doing something
( WEDNESDAY ADDAMS X FEMALE READER )
Y/N's POV:
(nothing new, never proofread)
My girlfriend was always one to try new things and definitely experiment when it came to our intimidate relationship. We had attempted role play and much more that enticed her. I was merely down for almost everything so I let her decide what we did.
Tonight was different. Still couldn't tell if it was good or not. I mean, there was a 3 inch dagger sitting on the bedside table, next to where I lay as she grabbed her box of many toys from under the bed.
"Wends? Baby? I know you said we're trying something new, but the suspense does not soothe my nerves."
"What's there to be nervous about?" Wednesday looked at me with doe eyes as she tested the snap of her black belt.
"A lot. Considering I'm dating you. No offense." I muttered, making my girlfriend rarely smirk.
"None taken, amor. I understand, you are nervous about what I am capable of. Yet, I promise you, on my life, I would never hurt you." She hovered over me with the blood heart locket I gave her with my picture in it, dangling above me. "Unless you are into that."
"Depends on how far you'd take it." I suggested lightly, shrugging. She looked at me with a brow raised in interest. "What? Have you meet me, love? I'm kinky as hell."
"And I love it." Wednesday muttered, her already black eyes darkening more with lust. "I finally found my match in life, huh, darling?"
"Of course." I smiled and pecked her cheek, watching a dust of rose color her cheek. "Now grab the knife, baby."
Wednesday's face lit up with excitement - something only l was able to spot. With careful action, my girlfriend grabbed the dagger and straddled my waist, dragging the tip of the blade ever so lightly down my neck. I shivered, tensing up as she did so.
"Relax, Cara Mia, you can trust me." She kissed my chest, looking up at me through her messy bangs. "Relax~"
I did as told, taking deep breaths as the cold dagger dragged all the way down my body. Wednesday pulled it away, grabbing the hem of my sweats and pulling them down when I gave her consent.
Wednesday would never admit it out but she was a consent and aftercare queen. Every intimate moment we have, we always asks if I'm comfortable and willing to continue. And after, she'd give probably the best aftercare out there. Her dark little heart was filled with so many ways of helping me not be so sore.
Bless my baby, she's amazing.
With my pants off, she left my shirt on because technically, it was hers. I had stolen a couple days ago and again, she would never say it aloud, but she loved seeing me wear it. I could see it in her eyes, to be honest.
"Ready, mi amor?" Wednesday asked politely with an edge of excitement in her tone.
"Always, Wends." I smiled and watched her pull my panties down, discarding them somewhere in the room. I probably won't find those again. Wednesday teased my folds with her pointer finger, guiding the tip through them which elicited a moan from me.
"So pretty, darling. Stunning." She was never one for foreplay, she always liked to jump into it, but some days, she loved to hear me beg. I felt Wednesday slowly push one finger inside me, thrusting incredibly slow. Whines escaped my throat, my hips bucking for more. "What is it, sweetheart? Need something?"
There was the teasing she occasionally did. "Yes... baby, please." I emphasized breathlessly. She just looked at me with a mischievous look in her eyes, a small smirk on her perfect lips. Wednesday was never the type of person to be called 'baby' but honestly, we both knew that deep down, she loved it when I called her that.
"What's that, my darling?"
Ugh. "Wednesday, please!" I went louder, a moan following when she shoved a second finger inside my tight hole immediately, thrusting thoroughly. That smirk only grew as she curled them deep inside me, always finding my g-spot quicker than I knew. She knew my body inside and out.
"You're doing splendid, my dear. You can do it." Wednesday's words of encouragements got me off faster than she thought. Or maybe she did know. Either way, I was enjoying every aspect of what she was doing. "So close, huh, darling? Can you cum for me?"
"Yes, yes." I changed quietly, my hand reaching for hers and I could feel the sweat dripping from my forehead, my eyes squeezing shut while my hips bucked again, my back arching just the right way.
"Go ahead, Cara Mia." Wednesday whispered in my ear. I felt the daggers blade again and when she removed it from my thigh to kiss the spot softly, I felt my orgasm crash over me. I came all over her fingers, my breathing erratic as Wednesday slowed her movements to help me ride out my high. "Good girl, that's my good girl."
All I did was blush as she retracted her fingers from inside me. She licked them clean with a satisfied hum, looking at me with a smirk again. "Tired, darling?"
"A little." I looked at her with hooded eyes. I quickly sat up, pushing her down and straddling her waist, her dominant exterior faulting. "But I always have so much stamina built up for you."
"Much appreciated, mi amor."
A / N:
I'm tired ASF so goodnight 🫶🏻
