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Enid laid with her head on her girlfriend's bare chest, soaking in the early morning by cuddling before starting their day together, like they usually did. The silence hung heavy around their intertwined limbs, and Enid wasn't going to let it linger any longer.
"Wednesday," Enid caught her attention, chin lifting to press on her chest "I can literally hear you thinking."
"That is impossible. We are in complete silence." Wednesday said, eyes still fixed on the ceiling.
"...do you wanna talk about it?" Enid replied, staring intently now, her head propped up in her hand over Wednesday's chest.
"I... am not even sure what I am thinking myself." Wednesday admitted, sounding defeated at her inability to process her own emotions.
"Maybe you're overthinking?" The blonde offered, still trying to catch Wednesday's gaze.
"Perhaps." She conceited.
Enid squeezed around her torso for a long moment before pressing a kiss to her sternum, right over her heart. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm here if you wanna talk." She murmured, before leaning up to press a brief, kiss to her lips instead.
Wednesday took a deep breath, and with it, comfort in Enid's body weight pressing partially on top of her. "Thank you." She pressed into the top of Enid's head before laying it back down on her own chest.
Enid let out a small giggle, "do you wanna smoke about it?"
"At 6am?"
"It's Sunday! I have brunch plans with Yoko later, which you are very welcome to come along to by the way, I think Divina is tagging along as well, so you should totally come!"
"Maybe. What restaurant are you going to? And what does this have to do with smoking?"
"That cute new café that just opened in Jericho. And it just means that we don't have anything important to do and maybe it would help you relax a little bit?" Another kiss to the sturnum before continuing "and because your beautiful girlfriend is asking you for a Sunday wake n' bake." Enid finally added with a smug grin.
"Okay. Get off." Wednesday easily agreed.
"Yay!" The blonde shuffled off and clapped her hands together in excitement.
Wednesday retrieved a discarded black t-shirt from the ground next to the bed and quickly put it on, before looking down at herself and realizing she had put it on backwards.
Enid watched from behind her in amusement as she shuffled herself inside the shirt until it was on correctly, before retrieving and promptly flinging her discarded panties from the night before at Enid.
The black lacy panties hit the blonde square in the face, falling in front of her on the bed to reveal a wide smile on her face. Wednesday simply turned away and into the other side of a room, rummaging around a dresser and messing with a few items as Enid stretched on the bed, letting go of the final traces of sleep and tucking the panties under her pillow.
When she came back, Wednesday nudged Enid to lay fully back, as opposed to on her side from where she had previously been watching the smaller girl.
"Lay back. You are my rolling table today."
Enid couldn't help but giggle at the serious tone her girlfriend always possessed, even when they were talking about smoking weed. She complied nonetheless and tried not to move her stomach too much as Wednesday set the materials she had gathered on top of her.
She had a small tin that she uncapped and placed the lid on the bottom of before setting down on Enid's exposed skin in front of her. From inside the tin she pulled out one piece of rolling paper and one filter, setting them in place of where she would actually be rolling it on Enid's stomach.
She poured out the flower from inside the grinder in a straight line over the paper and set the grinder back down. She lightly took the joint up as she leaned her head down, pressing a long open mouth kiss to Enid's stomach before licking the paper and proceeding to roll the joint.
Enid simply tried to move her arms out of the way and watched with what she felt like probably looked like cartoon heart eyes as her girlfriend finished polishing off the joint, fingers smoothing over the paper gently and efficiently.
And Enid is so enraptured that she almost forgets why she isn't the one rolling in the first place. Almost.
After all, Enid technically had more experience with smoking weed than Wednesday did, she's the one who introduced Wednesday to it.
Enid herself had been introduced to it by Ajax, and since he was always trying to woo her, he would always roll joints for her, and she never actually did it herself. She partially understood what to do, as she had observed him, but she wasn't very confident that she could do it herself and not be embarrassed with the outcome.
But, after breaking up with Ajax she started dating Wednesday, and introduced her to weed. Now, because of how chivalrous and meticulous she always was, Wednesday would always insist on rolling Enid's joints for her.
It wasn't a surprise to Enid. She had seen her girlfriend's hand rolled cigarettes, and It felt like a natural continuation of Wednesday's micromanaging tendencies, but it was still endearing. Enid felt like she was being cared for, like a lady being treated right.
"Wait, I'm gonna smell like weed after this," the blonde said, picking up a small nugget that had fallen on her stomach and putting it back in the grinder. "I forgot about that part of smoking." She muttered additionally.
"It's okay, we have time. We can take a shower before we leave."
"We? Take one singular shower?" Enid smirked.
"Maybe," Wednesday said "if you're lucky." a smile plastered to her face, like she couldn't contain adding the comment.
"If I'm lucky?" Enid replied incredulously, the nerve of the girl.
Wednesday simply leaned down to press kisses over Enid's jawline, saying into her skin, "I'm kidding. I know I'm the luckiest no matter what." She trailed all the way up to Enid's lips. "Grab a lighter."
Enid pulled her in for another kiss on the lips before detangling herself from under Wednesday's embrace as she twisted to rummage into the drawer of the bedside table.
When she turned back around, she had knocked over the thankfully now both closed grinder and tin can that were once resting on her stomach. She smiled while flashing Wednesday a white Bic lighter with a close up png picture of a gold fish on it.
Wednesday narrowed her eyes at it, while silently lamenting that she should've expected this. Enid and her friends all had an affinity for humorous lighters and frequently traded and gifted them to each other. This one wasn't new, she had seen Yoko use it once and had never seen someone look lamer while smoking a cigarette.
She kept her thoughts to herself as she handed Enid the joint, and her girlfriend tilted her head like a confused puppy. "You rolled. Shouldn't take the first hit?"
"The honor is all yours, princess." Wednesday stated with all the seriousness in the world, lowering her palm like an offering.
Wednesday had never called Enid princess before, but by the way Enid suddenly flustered and smiled before taking the joint from her palm, it probably wouldn't be the last.
She just leaned in to place a kiss to Enid's cheek, trailing small pecks down past a pale neck and ending at pointy collarbones, stopping there to nibble softly before she leaned away again. The dark girl moved the grinder and tin can from the bed to the nightstand and moved her lower body closer to Enid.
Enid now leaned up, lying against the pillows and head board, while Wednesday sat between her outstretched legs, one hand supporting herself on the bed and the other on Enid's waist, ready to pull her closer at any moment. Enid had started to notice that this seemed to be her default state ever since they started dating. Always ready to pull her closer. She really couldn't think of something she loved more.
Enid leaned her head up slightly as she rolled her thumb down on the lighter, watching the small flame catch to the end of the cone until it start wilting and turning black with the fire.
"Thank you, baby. you're so good to me." she blew out into the air with a tilt of the head and a small smile, smoke hitting her own chest.
"Of course," Wednesday replied at Enid's own late reply, one hand squeezing at the girl's waist as she leaned down to drop a quick kiss to the shoulder in front of her and resting her fore head there, "always." She said, like it was the most obvious statement she could have made.
Enid just observed her side profile, the ends of her lips curling up around the joint that she had brought back to her lips. She breathed in, tasting the marijuana in the back of her throat before turning the other way to blow the smoke away from Wednesday's face.
When she turned back, she pressed her lips softly to the side of the girl's head, last remnants of smoke from the bottom of her lung getting breathed out onto silky black hair, mixing with the scent of Wednesday's shampoo.
Enid could already sense her heart starting to feel lighter as the smell of weed enveloped the room.
She brought her hand up to turn and cup Wednesday's face, removing her forehead from resting on her shoulder and turning her girlfriend to face her instead.
Wednesday's big brown eyes stared up directly at hers, and Enid couldn't help but steal a quick peck from those pouting lips.
Enid brought her fingers in front of the smaller girl and watched as she took a drag from the joint lying between her pointer and middle finger. She kept her hold on Wednesday's head and waited for her to move her own head away before removing her hand, letting the girl continue inhaling for a second before breathing the smoke out.
Wednesday shuffled her body closer to Enid's, now straddling the girls lap and moving to fully circle her arms around her waist. Her head rested once again on a shoulder and she snuggled into the skin she found in the crook of her neck.
Enid rested her arm around Wednesday's shoulders, keeping her near while holding the joint with the other one. She brought it to her lips again, taking a moment to look around their room while inhaling.
It was still early in the morning, and the sunrise was almost over, but Enid found the last brushstrokes of orange and pink in the sky. The light seeped through their circular window, getting its colors diffused by Enid's faux staining and passing through Wednesdays undecorated side. The colored lighting did not look unnatural on either side, perhaps because both Enid's belongings and gifts were scattered throughout the dorm, with little regards for once assigned sides of the room.
Enid took Wednesday's face into her hands again, cupping and squeezing at her cheeks indicating for her to open her mouth. Wednesday immediately obeyed, and tasted the smoke in her mouth before she even thought to question Enid's actions.
Enid blew the hit into her mouth, squeezing at Wednesday's cheek once again to indicate she was done and to close her mouth. Wednesday inhaled as she maintained eye contact, and she couldn't tell whether she was getting lightheaded from the moment or the smoke. She decided it was probably both and exhaled after a couple seconds, gaze still locked on Enid's.
Wednesday immediately surged up, lips meeting Enid's in a hungry attack, morning breath lingering under the THC, but neither of them cared much. Enid kissed her back immediately, passionately moving her mouth in tandem with Wednesday's.
As she tried to move away to regain her breath, the smaller girl passionately locked her in position under her, moving her hands up to cup Enid's jaw in place to continue chasing her lips.
Enid let out a small laugh at this, but Wednesday payed her no mind, as she simply moved down to the girl's neck instead.
Enid hummed out softly in pleasure as Wednesday left open mouth kisses down her throat, and let her head lull for a minute in relaxation. Wednesday just kept working at her neck, leaving a wet trail of kisses all the way down.
The blonde brought the joint to her mouth, other hand rubbing up and down Wednesday's back, and breathed in the moment again.
Wednesday sucked at her pulse point and the surrounding area with a calm rhythm, the pressure working to send a tingle running down Enid's spine at the same time the smoke hit the bottom of her lungs.
She quickly blew the smoke out with a slight moan and brought her hand up to rest on the back of Wednesday's head, encouraging her movements.
Enid was particularly sensitive in her neck and Wednesday knew this, taking full of advantage of her knowledge about the taller girl to illicit the wanted reactions. She nibbled right below her ear and Enid's fingers tangled in her hair, pushing at her head now instead of simply holding it.
Enid let out heavy breaths as Wednesday switched sides of her neck, now working the same spot below her other ear. She left wet licks and passionate kisses against the sensitive skin, tongue easing the surface that had been gently bit and sucked at.
Wednesday leaned away after pressing a final long kiss, more loving than sensual, right where Enid's jaw met her neck. She smiled as she looked over her work, spotting the small marks she had caused to appear on Enid's neck, the subtle imprint of her teeth making itself known all over the exposed skin between her face and collarbone.
Wednesday matched her breathing to Enid's, both trapped between wanting to stay in moment and so much more. She grabbed at Enid's wrist to bring the girl's hand near her mouth, lips sensually closing over the filter of the joint between colorful nails.
Enid simply watched, enthralled with the action, and pressed the details of the moment into her mind. The way Wednesday's pale fingers wrapped around her wrist, black nails meeting each other to guide Enid's hand. The way it was an act performed only for Enid's eyes. The way she had never found smoking particularly attractive when Ajax did it, but when Wednesday acted like this with her, it was the hottest thing she had ever seen.
She memorized the way Wednesday inhaled, how her neck muscles moved as she swallowed the smoke. The way dark eyes bore into her own, closing for a delayed moment before opening back up wider, somehow more intense.
Wednesday brought her face away once more, and exhaled directly in front of her, into Enid's face while looking her up and down hungrily.
Enid felt her eyes droop, the lovesickness pumping through her veins as she brought her hand down, circling both arms around Wednesday's waist to pull her closer on top of her, surprised at her own actions like she wasn't in control of her body.
Lips met wanting lips once again, Wednesday dropping all her weight on top of Enid, steady hands at the base her neck keeping the blonde's head in place and always within kissing distance. Their tongues collided and Wednesday tilted her head further into Enid's, pushing at the girl like she needed to get deeper in her space, in her mouth, in her life.
Blunt black painted nails firmly held onto the skin of the shoulders under it, lips connecting over and over trying to get impossibly closer.
Enid felt like she was floating. The bed underneath her was so soft and every part of her body that was touching Wednesday's felt like it had electricity running under it. With the girl sitting on top of her, most of Enid's body was buzzing.
She felt a similar rush as when she drank too much caffeine, but was more at ease in her body, a weird mix of adrenaline and comfort.
She pushed back into Wednesday, making the other girl lean almost all the way back before retreating. They both used this moment of separation to calm down and catch their breaths, a break in the intensity.
They simply looked at each other, still close, but now far apart enough to get a good enough look. Both their hair was ruffled, Wednesday's loose sleeping braids coming apart even more in the fervor of their makeout session.
Enid's free hand came up to fix Wednesday's bangs, adjusting them around her face before grabbing and gently running her thumb down one of Wednesday's braids.
"You look so pretty like this." She said with a small smile, observing the way Wednesday gently leaned into her touch, especially when she moved her hand to cup her cheek.
Wednesday grabbed at the back of Enid's hand with her own and turned her head to kissed Enid's palm, muttering a "thank you" into the soft skin there.
Enid simply kept her hand there, running her thumb back and forth over the girl's cheek as she brought her other hand closer to her own face, noting that the joint was now significantly smaller than before.
Wednesday's hand squeezed on top of hers as she closed her eyes, and Enid watched her take in a deep breath, shoulders losing all their tension as she exhaled out.
Deep eyes only opened after a minute, catching Enid take another puff of the almost disappeared cone in her hands. The girl passed the joint to her, "here, you finish it, I'm done." She said, leaning back against the headboard and taking her own deep breaths.
Wednesday gladly took it from her, sitting herself up straighter and bringing it to her lips as Enid's hand fell away from her face. She reveled in the slightly burnt taste at the end of the hit, and brought herself back for seconds before even breathing out.
She exhaled the double hit, feeling it in the back of her mind as she went dizzy for a second, before being brought back down to earth.
She took the moment to admire Enid in front of her, in a skimpy light pink tank top and matching sleep shorts that Wednesday very much approved of. Wednesday would never consider herself a fan of warm weather, but when the middle months of the year consisted of her girlfriend wearing more and more revealing clothes to bed, she wouldn't dare complain.
Enid watched her back, all soft smiles and heavy eyes, sinking into the pillows underneath her. Colorful claws scratched lightly at Wednesday's waist, a comfortable silence overtaking them as they lounged around, currently unbothered by the outside world.
Reality was what happened within the four walls of their dorm in that moment, everything else utterly unimportant.
Wednesday took a final hit, the joint mostly gone now, and the final pieces of paper stuck to the filter. She leaned up and away from Enid to put the joint out on top of her grinder and left it there, returning to Enid's embrace just in time to playfully blow the smoke in her face.
Wednesday blew up and down, purposefully annoying Enid with her antics as much as possible just because she could.
Enid kept the smile on her face and didn't comment, only bringing her arms around the smaller girl's waist, and pulling her down into a straddling position over her body again. She kissed her girlfriend deeply, letting their tongues cross paths repeatedly, and pouring all the love and admiration she could into her touch, hoping her message was getting across without words.
She kneaded at the skin at her waist, caressing any part of the girl she could get her hands on, and appreciated the feeling of inviting lips against hers. Enid felt like she could and probably would spend the next couple of hours lounging around lazily with her girlfriend before letting the rest of the world in.