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“Oh yes. She’s been smothering me with hospitality. I hope to return the favour. In her sleep.”
Wednesday was not one to make empty threats or promises, and this occasion was no different. Given Enid’s incessant chattering and total disregard for Wednesday’s clear boundaries, she was particularly enthusiastic about exacting this revenge. She would take her pillow tonight, creep up on the little wolf and cover her face with it. Wednesday would allow her to struggle for a minute then remove the inhibiting object allowing the girl to breathe. It would be a significant warning to Enid to not push her luck, a memorable one and should the girl repeat her offenses Wednesday was more than happy to give her another demonstration – only she wouldn’t pull the pillow away on that occasion. She hoped the peppy, bubbly girl would have the sense to take the first lesson seriously.
Wednesday lay flat on her bed in her signature corpse-pose awaiting the soft snores of Enid in her deep sleep state. It didn’t take long, the Lycan had a remarkable ability to fall asleep quickly and deeply, a skill she would not be too proud to bear on this night. Wednesday crept out of bed, her pillow in hand and crossed the tape to Enid’s side of the room. Her steps were cat-like and silent, ensuring that Enid would remain unconscious, though she needn’t have bothered Wednesday knew Enid slept like the dead, she could be dancing around the room, and she still wouldn’t stir. It was almost too easy. It was like Enid was asking for it.
Wednesday reached her bed and hovered the pillow over the face of her roommate about to press down when the wolf mumbled something.
“Mmm Wednesday. Please…again” She muttered, a small drop of drool on her chin.
Had Enid somehow sensed her approach? No impossible, she was still fast asleep. Which meant…Wednesday realised with a jolt that Enid was dreaming about her and not in any kind of friendly capacity. Wednesday glanced down at her again as a small moan escaped her lips.
“Faster, Wens. Faster.” She begged and Wednesday quirked an eyebrow watching this show unravel before her.
She would be lying to herself if she didn’t admit that in a fantasy of tying Enid up, the goal wasn’t to torture the girl so much as it was to pleasure her, but Wednesday couldn’t let those invasive thoughts direct her actions. She couldn’t get distracted by the idea of pinning this creature down and hear her pleading to be allowed cum at Wednesday’s command.
She shook her head sharply and refocused on the task at hand. Between her grunts and groans Enid had managed to shift further across the bed meaning Wednesday would have to climb up there and sit on her hips to have enough strength to keep the pillow over Enid’s mouth. For some reason that caused a spark of excitement in Wednesday and heat shot to her core. She very much liked the idea of being on top of Enid. Wednesday clambered onto the bed and lowered herself until she was straddling Enid who now at last began to wake up.
“W-Wednesday? What are you doing?” She said through a yawn, still too hazy to feel Wednesday bearing down on her.
Her eyes snapped open properly as Wednesday propped the pillow against her face, keeping her chest trapped under her body weight. Enid began thrashing, using up precious oxygen in her panic. Wednesday was disappointed, she did not derive as much pleasure from this as she thought she would. In fact, nearly all of her attention was devoted to the sensation of Enid’s hips pushing against her as she wriggled.
Abandoning the exercise, Wednesday tossed the pillow aside after only a few seconds. Enid gasped great lungfuls of air and glared at Wednesday.
“What the hell was that?” She roared, her fangs appearing in an instant.
Wednesday, abandoning all pretences – and inhibition for that matter – lowered herself with an arm each side of Enid’s body and latched her lips onto hers. Enid was resistant at first but easily melted into the kiss and her hands sprang up to pull Wednesday closer, pulling her flush against her chest. As much as she enjoyed it, Wednesday couldn’t show any weakness, couldn’t give away any power in the situation. She drew herself back and pursed her lips before tutting.
“No touching, puppy. Arms above your head. Now.”
Enid surprised even herself with how quick and eager she was to behave. The pet name Wednesday used should have been offensive, it was downright humiliating for a werewolf but damn if she didn’t love it. Wednesday wrapped one hand around Enid’s wrists keeping her restrained though she knew the girl could easily escape – Wednesday knew she didn’t want to. The other hand went to Enid’s throat as Wednesday met her lips with hers again, nipping Enid’s lower lip for access before slipping her tongue in. There was a momentary clash for dominance before Enid caved and moaned at Wednesday’s control.
Wednesday moved her attention to Enid’s neck and collarbone, sucking and biting at the flesh leaving hickies galore in her wake. As her lips continued their assault she coupled it with grinding in Enid’s lap, the friction making her gasp. Before she could so much as protest Wednesday had shucked her of her shirt and her pyjama shorts, tossing them off the bed. Wednesday drew a line with her fingertip down Enid’s lips to her jawline, neck, and collarbone and down until nimble fingers slipped into her panties.
Enid moaned at the lightest of touches before Wednesday silenced her with another kiss. Wednesday released her wrists, curious to see if the wolf would want to explore her body given the opportunity. Enid wasted no time, jolting up and in seconds Wednesday found herself on her back with Enid above her, pupils blown with desire. The sudden change in positions made Wednesday gasp and when Enid started sucking at her neck, her chest was heaving.
“Who knew you were a bottom, Addams?” Enid teased, nibbling her ear.
Wednesday came to her senses, refusing to be put in the submissive position. She used her elbow to push Enid’s leg out and lightning fast moved out from under her so that she was splayed out on the bed, lying flat on her face. Enid blinked in surprise, confused at the speed the dynamics had changed in. She got to her hands and knees to sit up but Wednesday offered no such mercy as she slipped in behind her and used one hand to pin Enid down by the back of her neck, leaving her ass in the air and leaving Enid in a very obscene and compromising position.
“Sneaky.” Enid commented, unsure of what else she could say at this point.
Wednesday had her right where she wanted her.
Wednesday draped herself over the Lycan to keep her in stance and ran her fingers up her thighs. She gave a light slap on her thighs to order her to open her legs more and Enid practically whimpered in her eagerness to obey. Wednesday ran her fingers up and down softly, teasingly before she got a tight grip on Enid’s panties and tore them right off of her. She brought her fingers up and ran them along Enid’s slit causing her to shiver. She paused to appreciate the view when a devious idea struck her. She prodded at the entrance to Enid’s pussy and smiled mischievously at the girl.
“Who’s the bottom now? Let me hear you say it.”
“Wednesday – please…” Enid pleaded, not wanting to humiliate herself.
Wednesday drew her fingers away from Enid’s pussy, brushing off her clit to remind her what she would be giving up by not speaking. Enid gulped, swallowing what little pride she had.
“I am. I’m the bottom.” She whispered and Wednesday moved her hand back to where it was.
She started to massage her clit as she savoured the victory.
“Hmm, and if you’re the puppy, who am I? Am I the mistress perhaps?” She hummed and Enid hid her head in the blankets.
Wednesday had shown her what would happen if she didn’t respond, and Enid was desperate – what choice did she have?
“Y-yes. You’re the mistress. I’m the puppy.” She felt her face burn red and could hear the small chuckle escape Wednesday’s lips above her.
“Last question, does puppy want mistress to fuck her pussy right now?” Wednesday whispered directly into her ear and Enid couldn’t contain the moan that slipped out at this out of character intimacy from Wednesday.
She tried nodding vigorously in response but Wednesday offered her no such reprieve. It was clear she wasn’t going to get out of this with so much as an iota of self-respect.
“Please, mistress. I’m begging you. Please fuck me.” She whined and Wednesday smirked.
“Good girl.”
Wednesday replaced the finger rubbing small circles on her clit with her thumb and slipped two fingers inside Enid who instantly growled in anticipation. Wednesday curled her fingers intermittently before finally focusing on the motion of actually fucking Enid. The slim digits got to work, slowly at first before reaching a punishing pace.
“Was this how it looked in your dream? When you were begging me to go faster?” Wednesday said against Enid’s skin on her shoulder.
Her eyes popped and stared at Wednesday.
“That’s right mon chiot, I heard you. Don’t worry, Ill save you a step.” Wednesday’s fingers sped up and Enid let out a guttural moan.
If she hadn’t been close before, the way Wednesday was talking was enough to get her there. Bordering on the edge, Enid yelped in surprise when Wednesday upped the ante, her tongue running along her pussy, working with her deft fingers to drive Enid ever closer.
“You’re close, aren’t you?” She murmured against Enid’s lips, licking up the slick as it seeped out.
Enid whimpered an affirmative.
“Cum for me then. Cum Enid.” Wednesday coaxed the orgasm from the girl who howled her appreciation.
It took some time for Enid to reach a level where she could breathe normally again. She rolled over onto her back and stared dazedly up at Wednesday who was examining her soaked fingers. She brought them to Enid’s lips.
“Open.” She ordered and Enid didn’t hesitate, taking the digits into her mouth and tasting her own cum on them.
“Your mess. Your problem. Clean it up.”
Enid wasted no time, sucking her fingers and licking the slick from every crevice. Wednesday was enamoured by the sight, even more so when Enid’s bright blue eyes met hers as she had Wednesday’s fingers in her mouth.
Wednesday sat up and lifted herself off the bed still watching the wolf with fascination as she lay there panting and naked.
“Don’t disturb my writing next time, you hear me? Or you’re punishment will not be so pleasurable.” She warned as she strode away across the taped floor to her own side.
“Wait, what? You did all that to teach me some lesson? To get me to stop interrupting your writing time? I’m surprised you didn’t just stab me or something.” Enid commented wiping her mouth as she stared shocked at Wednesday’s retreating form.
The smaller girl paused at her bed and spoke over her shoulder to the baffled wolf.
“What can I say? I heard positive reinforcement is more effective at training dogs.”