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“I may not have hard evidence but I see you…” “you're a trouble magnet.” Ms Weems stated, standing her ground and looking down at Wednesday who is sat before her on the chair looking up at her. Ms Weems had had an excruciatingly long and annoying day and the last thing she needs now is more stress, especially from Wednesday.
“If trouble means standing up to lies, decades of discrimination, centuries of treating outcasts like second-class citizens or worse…” Wednesday said in retaliation while standing up from her seat walking towards ms. Weems. Her heart was racing, ms Weems truly looked like a goddess, especially when she scared the shit out of her, yet her face remained expressionless, she did have a good poker face.
“What are you talking about?” ms Weems sneers from above.
“Jericho, - Why does this town even have an outreach day? Don't you know its real history with outcasts? The actual story of joseph crackstone?” Wednesday interrogates.
“I do,” ms Weems says matter of factly, “to an extent”
“Then why be complicit in its cover-up? Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it.” Wednesday further stands her ground, looking up at ms Weems as she thinks she's got her in her trap and can convince her of her ideas and prove her innocence. However, ms Weems just says “that's where you and I differ. Where you see doom, I see opportunity. Maybe this is a chance to rewrite the wrongs, to start a new chapter in the normie-outcast relations.” in a cheery tone. “Nothing has changed since crackstone. They still hate us. Only now they sugarcoat it with platitudes and smiles. `if you're unwilling to fight for truth-”
“You don't think I want the truth?” ms Weems interrupts, now stepping even closer to Wednesday. “Of course I do. But the world isn't always black and white. There are shades of gray.” she says indignantly. Now she's becoming annoyed, she would like to prove herself to Wednesday, she just has to think of how.
“Maybe for you. but it's either they write our story or we do. You can't have it both ways.” Wednesday thinks she got her now as she can see ms Weems's eye twitch in annoyance. “You're exhausting”
“I know”
To this ms, Weems tilts her head to the side in irritation, who does Wednesday think she is? She lets out an exasperated sigh and looks away from Wednesday while she just keeps on staring at her, a little glint in her eyes. With a final “goodnight ms Addams” ms Weems thinks she can finally have an out of this excruciating conversation with her student and relax again.
Just as Wednesday begins walking towards the door for her exit though, ms Weems speaks up again, hands on her hips “but you should know…” Wednesday turns back around to look at her, thinking of what she could possibly have to add now. “I don't tire easily”. That’ll teach her ms Weems thinks.
Wednesday raises her left eyebrow in a suggestive smirk, what could ms Weems have possibly thought saying something so suggestive, especially while standing like that? All tall with power, hands on her hips. “Oh really?”
“Yes really, what on earth are you trying to imply?”
“Oh I don't know, I could just think of other ways to formulate that expression other than that ms Weems. Why don't you tell me?” Wednesday was truly curious as to what she will say to that now, truly her goal wasn't anything specific, much less making ms Weems even angrier, however, it was just so fun to provoke her, she might as well go all in.
“Actually ms Addams- no- wednesday- I think you know exactly what I meant, why don't you come back here and sit down so we can continue our little friendly chat.” now this surprised wednesday, she didn't know what to do other than follow her orders. She slowly walked back over to the chair where she had previously been and sat down, crossing her legs and looking directly at ms Weems who was still standing tall above her.
“Wednesday, I think it's high time for you to do something good in your life or dare I say this might actually be considered bad.”
“Ms Weems, I think you know by now that that is my speciality, what more do you want from me?”
Ms Weems turns around and walks back to her desk to sit down on her chair, this way she can see wednesday sitting in front of her.
“I want…you”
Once again wednesday thought about how suggestive ms Weems is today, she played along though “You want me what?” she said.
“I want you to come closer to my desk actually, never mind that sitting down, stand up and come around my desk.” wednesday was intrigued, she did as ordered and rounded the desk next to ms Weems, her next move surprised both wednesday and ms Weems. Wednesday put her hand on ms weems shoulder, thinking she could do well with a little massage after everything she's put her through today. Ms Weems just cocked her head to the side once she realized what was happening and grinned at wednesday “good girl”. And shit, that made wednesday definitely feel things, she took that as her sign to be able to go a bit further, and with that, she reached her hand into ms Weems hair and pulled down her intricate updo a bit, ms Weems let out a little moan, as soon as she did though it already sounded like she regretted it.
Wednesday just chuckled at that though, “it's alright ms Weems, let yourself go, you deserve it”.
“I'll tell you what i deserve wednesday, i deserve to relax, and you're doing a great job at helping me right now even if you're the one causing all the stress in the first place.” wednesday got an idea. “I apologize, ms Weems, all I ask more is that you close your eyes and relax, ill do the rest,” ms Weems just hummed in acceptance.
Wednesday took her hands off her shoulder “what are you doing?” ms Weems said. “Just wait” wednesday got on her knees and crawled under ms Weems desk, her eyes were still closed so it would be a surprise. Wednesday placed her hands on ms Weems's legs and slowly trailed them up her thighs “wednesday…what are you doing?” ms Weems reiterated, this time in a harsher tone. “Just wait please,” wednesday said again, adding the please because just maybe it would help. She continued trailing her hands up higher and once she reached the edge of ms Weems skirt, she ordered “up”, and for some reason beyond her, ms Weems complied. She was surprised herself but continued nonetheless, she trialled up higher and once her hands reached her destination of ms Weems's underwear she trailed a single finger from top to bottom along her slit. Ms Weems opened her eyes and let out a breathy moan “wednesday, what are you doing?” wednesday repeated the movement while she said “helping you relax after all the stress I've caused you ms Weems.” wednesday smiled up at her, she truly was a goddess. “Now up” she ordered again so she could pull down her underwear. Ms Weems complied and lifted herself up again, she was now completely bare in front of wednesday, shameless. Wednesday took this as the best sign and diced right in to eat out ms Weems. She licked a straight line up from her clit down to her dripping opening, ms Weems was quite wet now, all the working up wednesday had done to her by being annoying. Ms Weems moaned as wednesday continued licking up and down, a hand came to grab Wednesday's head and directed her downwards. The hand kept wednesday in place at ms Weems entrance, she stuck out her tongue in ms Weems entrance. She went as deep as she could, just to make ms Weems moan as loud as she can. She repeatedly went in and out, and as soon as she felt Ms Weems' walls tightening around her tongue, she pulled out and began sucking on her clit. This caused Ms Weems to react more strongly than she had anticipated. She came while moaning Wednesday’s name, she used the hand that was still grabbing her hair to pull her back up and finally kiss Wednesday on the mouth dirtly with tongue to taste herself on her lips “Thank you ms Addams” she breathed out as she finally caught her breath, even though her chest was still heaving.
“you've definitely made up for all the trouble you've caused me, you may go…” that was abrupt wednesday thought. However it was not like she could demand anything in return, but maybe she would just have to cause a bit more trouble and she could get away with it again. She did really enjoy eating ms Weems out, she tasted salty in the best way, she could get addicted, and she might just with how much trouble she usually gets into.