Wednesday Addams Oneshots

Be an Addams Pt. 2

Because you freaks were demanding this, and because it's freaky deaky day (Valentines Day) hers the part two. (Ya nasty animals, hope this satisfies you.) 

Warning: Smut
Smut contents: Y/n is Wednesday's pillow princess. 

Wednesday was quick to drag you back to her dorm. Thankfully passing Enid on the way with a warning, "Do not come to the dorm unless you wish to be tortured in ways you wouldn't want described on your deathbed." It was a blunt, honest warning, one that had you avoiding the confused werewolf gaze. 

You were going to make a complaint about how Wednesday could've addressed the situation a little kinder to her best friend once you both got into the room. 

That did not end well for you. 

"Why?" Was Wednesday's response, "Would you like her to know about the details of what I have planned for you this evening Mon Amour?" (My love) She took a step towards you after she had locked the door, making you take one back. "Do you want her to know how loud I'm going to make you scream my name?" The thought had your thighs internally clenching together. "Or perhaps you wouldn't mind her knowing just how good I can make you feel ecstasy?"

She pounced on you like a black panther in the wild, her hands moving fluently to find your wrists in her grip as she pushed you down onto her bed, her legs straddling your lap as her eyes held a hungry, intense gaze like never before. 

"No that's not what I meant-" 

Your protest fell on death's ears as she impulsively captured your lips with hers, the kiss searing, hot and passionate, it felt like she was bruising your mouth with the intent to claim. 

It took her a while to break the kiss for air, leaving you flushed, breathless and desperate for more. 

"Then do not argue with me Ma Chere," (My Dear). She wasn't asking, she was demanding, and the way her voice husked as her chest rose and fell rapidly was enough to leave you completely submissive to every ill-wished or positive intent, she had planned for you. 

She reasserts herself by melding her mouth with yours once again. Her hands which were holding your wrists down slide up to intertwine your fingers together and give them a soft loving squeeze, a pretty innocent gesture considering the fact she was making both of your hearts pulsate with her name. 

Her tongue brushed past your lower lip and when you weren't quick enough to give her what she wanted she impatiently tugged your lip with her teeth, nibbling gently on the already tingling skin. 

If you weren't wet before you certainly are now. 

Breathing didn't even feel like a priority when her tongue entangled with yours. The warmth and taste of her on one of your senses was like an overload in the best way possible. 

"Voglio annegare in te." (I want to drown in you.) She muttered between kisses, even though you had no comprehension of what she just said it sounded hot coming from her mouth, so you let it be hot to keep your brain in time with the tension that was already at its climax. 

Her hands let go of yours but did a firm push to indicate to keep them there as her hands worked on unbuttoning your school blazer and shirt, one hand undid the blazer as the other multitasked on your shirt. 

Thank fuck you had an ambidextrous girlfriend. 

 You watched in awe as she did the task with practised motions like this was child play to her. You sat up a little to assist her in shimmying off your clothing but happily placed yourself back into the position she wanted you.