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“If you’re here just to stare I'm going to throw you out of the window,” Wednesday’s impatience made itself known once again.
She received an appraising look.
“Go on, I'll just watch how you entertain yourself.”
Wednesday flinched but didn't talk back.
“Now we're talking,” Enid teased, with a sweet smile.
Wednesday closed her eyes leaning for a kiss she desperately wanted. She fisted the silk at Enid’s back, meeting a hot mouth with no resistance. A stray thought flickered through her mind — they should balance the scales and get rid of the purple disaster Enid's still wearing.
The feel of warm hands on her bare skin drew a fragile sound from her throat, and she fought the instinct to ask for more. She needed Enid’s touch. She had long ago ceased pretending otherwise.
“Enid,” She manages to say between the wet sounds of their lips, tugging at the puffed sleeve of her dress. “Take it off.”
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Enid and Wednesday ran away mid party in Addams' Manor and found a far more interesting way to spend the night.
Series
- Part 5 of Wenclair 'lovey-dowey' edition