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Wednesday led Enid up to their hotel suite, the whole top floor of the luxury hotel they had travelled to after getting married in the Addams family home. Gomez had booked it for them as a wedding gift for the couple. Enid stared in awe at the opulent decorations as they walked out of the lift and arrived at the main door to their rooms, tightly squeezing Wednesday's arm which had been there to guide her ever since that agreed “I do” between them a couple of hours before. Wednesday pulled out the room key from her jacket and paused, then used her other hand to reach into another hidden pocket. She pulled out a ragged piece of card and waved it in front of Enid.
“Remember this, Enid Addams ?”
She turned the card over to reveal the three words Enid had quickly handwritten on it so many months ago. Enid’s eyes were on stalks - she recognised it immediately, despite the faded ink.
Destroy Me Baby
“Wends, cutie, errr… w-why did you keep th-that?” Enid enquired shakily. She had tried for so long to forget about that note. It still embarrassed her that she wrote it, it was a previous version of herself who had thought those words and made the ill-judged advances to her now wife.
“Well I was hoping, my love, to one day redeem this voucher, and now we are married I can cash it in, can’t I?” Wednesday asked, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
Enid’s heart started racing at a million miles an hour. She was so happy they were about to be intimate together for the first time on this, their wedding night, but this was something else entirely. She couldn’t possibly say no, that would not go down well, but it was with great trepidation when she replied in the positive.
“Of…of course you c-can. But p-please be gentle with me?” Enid pleaded.
“Oh you know damn well I won’t be, Mrs Addams .” Wednesday replied, her voice almost a deep growl.
“Yeah babe, I thought you’d say that.” Enid replied, resigned to her fate as Wednesday opened the door and easily scooped Enid up in her strong arms to carry her across the threshold. “I really am fucked now, aren’t I?”
Wednesday smirked as she gently placed Enid back down, running her eyes over Enid’s body, sensually clad in her tight pink wedding dress. Enid smiled nervously as Wednesday reached around Enid’s back and slowly pulled the long zip down……
“Yes you will be Enid. In more ways than one.” she whispered into Enid’s ear as her dress fell down to her ankles.
Enid had never been as turned on in her whole life as she was now. Wednesday's eyes were different now to any other time she had looked into them. Not the same as in the alley when they had first met and she had lunged to attack Enid’s boyfriend, not when she threatened her in that other alley, not even in that storage cupboard when Wednesday had told her never to speak to her again. Those cold hard looks from her near black eyes had been terrifying, something she never wanted to see again.
As Wednesday pulled her into their bedroom, Enid staggering towards the bed, Wednesday’s eyes were black again, but it was different in a subtle way this time. She could swear there was a hint of red in them, surely that wasn’t possible? Instead of that look of threat and anger, Wednesday’s eyes were full of raw need and possessiveness. But Enid wasn’t scared. She probably should be, this was the girl who would torture men who abused their partners, but she knew Wednesday so much better now. She knew her wife could be trusted with her body, with her vulnerability, with her life. Despite her heightened anticipation - but not fear - of what Wednesday would do to her in bed, she knew Wednesday would treat her with respect in all things, and their lovemaking would be no different.
It was already different to any other time in bed with anyone else though. She had never seen anyone want her so much as Wednesday did right now. She was pushed onto the bed and laid down on the soft sheets then Wednesday pulled her jacket off, ripped the tie from around her neck and tore open her shirt, buttons popping off around them. Her eyes were roaming over Enid’s tanned body, like a starving person would size up a dinner buffet, wondering what to devour first. Enid was wearing a pink lace bra and panties, with matching suspender belt and stockings. Her now mother-in-law Morticia had suggested she wear this combination for their wedding night, informing her that Wednesday preferred classic looks like this. It had been a weird and embarrassing conversation which she didn’t ever want to repeat but the effect it had on Wednesday was enough for her to make a mental note to thank Morticia for her excellent advice, hoping she wouldn’t want any further details.
“Enid, I am going to bury you in this bed, set you ablaze and dance in the ashes. You will be a ghost existing only for my love, my touch, my tongue, my fingers. I’m going to fuck you until you weep on your knees for me to stop, then I’ll continue and you will thank me. You’ll have no thoughts apart from me as we descend into exquisite madness for each other. Your beauty has already consumed me, driven me insane, and I will not be controlled in my passion.”
Enid felt faint as Wednesday spoke, feeling the heat rise between her legs to an unbearable temperature, parting her legs in vain to cool herself down, showing Wednesday her ruined underwear. She pulled Wednesday on top of her after she had removed her fitted trousers, grabbing her toned thighs to pull her up to straddle her waist. Enid had never seen Wednesday as undressed as this, and she was still wearing a black sports bra and pants. Wednesday was absolutely gorgeous, more beautiful than any other human being Enid had ever seen.
She knew she was owned by Wednesday Addams, and she was only too happy for her to do anything she pleased. Enid yanked Wednesday's head down to kiss her, hoping the hard clash of lips together sent the right signal to her wife. Just in case it didn’t, she broke the kiss and brushed Wednesday's black hair to one side so she could whisper delicately into her ear.
“Wednesday, my little arsonist, my little hand grenade, I hang helpless from your noose. Destroy me baby……”
Lyrics which inspired this fic - Salem "Destroy Me Baby"
She falls like a domino into my concrete arms and my heart of stone
My little pocket knife, she stabs herself into my side
A true love knife fight
I kept a room for her once inside my head
And now I lease it out but no one pays the rent
My little arsonist, she consumes me in a blaze
Going down in flames
Bury me in bed with you
I want to hang helpless from your noose
I do, I do
Tie me up inside your room
I'll whisper all the ways I long for you to, to destroy me baby
I am so possessed and she is so adored
As she rolls up smokes upon a ouija board
Don't want an after life, don't wanna feel alive at all (we got dead hearts baby!)
We get so drunk, we don't feel at all
Prom King and Queen at the "Apathy Ball"
But in the dead of night, she holds me like a hand grenade
Going down in flames
Bury me in bed with you
I want to hang helpless from your noose
I do, I do
Tie me up inside your room
I'll whisper all the ways I long for you to, to destroy me baby
'Cause you can keep me, so take my body
A dinner date at an infirmary
Bury me in bed with you
I want to hang helpless from your noose
I do, I do
Tie me up inside your room
I'll whisper all the ways I long for you to, to destroy me baby