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Wednesday walked down the hallways of Nevermore, the sun was already setting and a strange calm filled the air. For the first time in a few years, Wednesday wasn’t worried about something, she didn’t have a murder case to solve, a supernatural being to beat, a vision tormenting her sleep… Not even a creepy stalker following to hurt her and her loved ones.
If it wasn’t because of the fact that she finally could pour all her attention into her latest Viper de la Muerte novel installment without the feeling of impending doom hovering above her head, she would’ve thought her life had started to get boring and stale.
However, that calm didn’t last long, as she reached the door of her dorm, she froze completely; the sound of undistinctive grunting was coming from the inside, as if a wounded beast had entered and was laying on the floor of the room she shared with Enid. For a moment, a shiver ran down her spine, thinking Tyler had somehow escaped and was inside with her bubbly roommate, but then she remembered Enid was out to spend the night at Yoko’s room, she said it was her heat cycle’s final night. Wednesday didn’t know much about Enid’s heat cycle other than it starting after Enid wolfed out for the first time and that it was similar to her period except for the final night, which was a lot more intense according to her.
She always spent the last night of her cycle with Yoko, as according to Enid’s words, it’d be a huge nuisance to Wednesday and possibly dangerous for the both of them, not to mention involving a sleepless night, which Yoko didn’t mind being a vampire. Wednesday didn’t mind either, but Enid, being Enid, didn’t want to bother her roommate with it, something that Wednesday appreciated immensely, even if she missed Enid’s small talk for the time she was gone.
The raven-haired girl pulled a knife from her boot that she always carried for self-defense in case it was needed, she steeled herself and slightly opened the door with one hand while holding the blade with her other one. As soon as she did, Thing scuttled away in fear before Wednesday could even ask him what was going on or what or who was inside, disappearing into the dark hallway. Even more decided and ready to kill the Hyde once and for all if needed, Wednesday opened the door with a kick, but there wasn’t any monstrous wounded creature on her floor.
Her roommate was in there instead, and the grunting was actually coming from Enid herself, the girl looked off somehow, her usual cheerful demeanor nowhere to be found. Wednesday would’ve complained to her; Not only was she wearing an oversized black shirt that belonged to Wednesday, but she also was in Wednesday’s bed, squirming as she grunted pitifully, it was visible she was in a lot of pain, and, her blazing red face made Wednesday realize she probably had a very high fever.
“W-Wednesday… Ugh…” The girl said, with an apologetic tone, her usual cheerful voice plagued with pain “S-sorry… Yoko’s out visiting… Parents…”
The pale girl couldn’t help to sigh, not in annoyance, but in resignation as she put down the knife and threw it in a drawer. She had plans to spend her free night focusing entirely on her novel, but seeing her usually happy roommate writhing in pain on her bed, sweating like crazy as she moaned like a wounded animal was not a proper ambiance to write, despite Wednesday enjoying the sounds of torturous pain, she didn’t like them when they were coming from Enid herself.
A pang of preoccupation took over Wednesday at the sight of Enid in such a state, as well as guilt at seeing Enid apologizing for her agonizing pain from something that was part of her natural cycle and fully out of her control.
“Don’t apologize, you have no control over this, it was just awful timing on Yoko’s behalf” she said, her tone calmed and collected as usual, however, she was nervous, it was the first time Wednesday was experiencing Enid’s heat cycle’s final night in person, she had talked with Yoko about it but she had just heard stories about the whole thing. She knew it involved high fevers and lots of pain for Enid, but everything else regarding the heat cycle was uncharted territory to her, and she hated to face new situations without any guidelines, especially when it came to such personal things.
Steeling herself for the unavoidable and awkward night, she approached the panting girl and sat down on the bed next to her, but keeping some distance between the two as usual.
"Everything will be fine" Wednesday said, her usual cold tone surprisingly reassuring for once "I have no idea of how this works, but I will provide as much support as I can. What do you need? Some painkillers, Cold packs?"
Enid didn’t answer, she still was acting as if she had a gaping wound on her stomach. Wednesday hesitantly reached and touched the girl’s forehead after receiving no response from her, recoiling immediately, not only because how scolding hot she was, but because the girl growled and tried to grab her hand, she usually didn’t mind Enid’s touch that much, but the sudden reaction and the unusual wildness of the gesture took her by surprise “Enid, you’re burning…” A hint of nervousness in her tone.
Enid simply groaned as a response, her face buried in a pillow muffling the sounds of her pitiful howls and pain sounds, her whole body ached and burned, she gripped the sheets tightly, her body shivering in pain but also an unspoken pleasure. Despite the intense heat and pain over her body, Enid couldn’t help but feel scared. The heat cycle’s last night was not just a high fever and pain, it involved her indulging into her most primal desires, even going as far as acting in ways she would never act and do things she normally wouldn’t do, all of it against her will, as if the heat was an evil puppeteer using her weak, needy and aching body to get her way no matter way, much to Enid’s spite.
The reason she spent her final cycle nights with Yoko was because all her feelings towards her were platonic, so it all was reduced to Yoko helping her have a cold shower and lay in the bathtub until the heat went away… But Wednesday… Wednesday was a whole other story… The tension between them, the secret appreciation they both had for each other, and that uncertainty about each other’s feelings was going to bring out parts of Enid the girl didn’t want Wednesday to see. But alas, there she was, her pale face looking at her, a tinge of nervousness in her usually cold, stoic expression. What would’ve been a simple heart flutter for Enid at Wednesday’s attention turned into a primal need she was barely able to contain, she could feel the heat slowly creeping in her mind and it was just a matter of time before it took over eventually and then all hell would break loose.
"N-no… C-cold packs and painkillers aren’t gonna help…” Enid managed to sputter out, she whined, her head lifting and staring up at her roommate with her glassy ocean blue eyes filled with need "Please… Please just touch me… I need… Physical contact…"
Wednesday visibly flinched at the request and looked at her as if she just casted the most horrible of curses on her. Enid knew how much she loathed physical contact, the very few times she allowed Enid to touch her was because of a burst of emotions for a victory or during or after a dangerous and tense moment, like the hug they shared on their first year, right after Enid just defeated Tyler in Hyde form while Wednesday defeated Joseph Crackstone. Every time Enid wanted physical affection she brought that hug back, but Wednesday always said it was the heat of the moment and the fact that she was covered in Hyde blood, but truth to be told, Wednesday actually enjoyed the hug, she just didn’t want to accept it as she knew if she indulged Enid’s advances, she’d never get rid of her… And while she didn’t want to get rid of her, she’d never say that out loud…
Wednesday stared at her squirming roommate, pleading with her blue eyes full of need, she wanted to stand up and leave the room, lock Enid and leave her to her devices for the rest of the night, hoping her heat would go away by morning and simply do damage control after abandoning her, but then there was her code of honor, her damned code of honor that wouldn’t allow her to leave a loved one in distress… It seemed Wednesday walked herself into an unescapable trap and now she was locked with her roommate until they figured out a way to make the heat go away or morning came, whichever came first.
Not knowing what else to do, Wednesday decided to indulge Enid’s request of physical touch, much to her spite. However, if she was forced to touch Enid in order to help her, she was going for a loophole…
"Okay... Fine…" Wednesday said, preparing herself for what was about to come "But be aware that this is just because you're currently in need due to a biological process of your body and I cannot leave you alone while in distress, this is simply a favor I’m doing for you during your ill moments, so do not get any strange ideas…"
A strange chill ran down Wednesday’s spine as she pronounced those last words, as if her instinct was telling her Enid was gonna come up with strange ideas regardless, despite the girl’s response claiming the opposite.
"I won't, I won't…!" Enid said, desperation in her voice “J-just do it, please…!”
Wednesday sighed and inched closer to her, placing a shaky hand on Enid’s head, the blonde girl didn’t specify how Wednesday should touch her, and physical contact was physical contact even if minimal.
Enid let out a frustrated groan, followed by small whimper the moment Wednesday touched her head, of course Wednesday Addams would find a way to both fulfill her request and keep the contact to a bare minimum. At first, Enid was frustrated at Wednesday outsmarting her, but her body automatically started craving the pale girl’s touch more, her heat making her act needier and clingier than usual, which was saying a lot considering she was already needy and clingy by herself sometimes, driving Wednesday mad at some points.
Wednesday's touch somewhat soothed the pain and heat within her, for a moment the heat receded and she shifted slightly, moving closer to Wednesday, her head gently nuzzling into her lap, if Wednesday was gonna play around her words, Enid could do so to.
The pale girl resisted the urge to push Enid off her legs as she stubbornly squirmed her way to lay her head on them, suppressing a shudder of anger masking something else. If Enid’s fever wasn’t so bad, she would’ve done so, but seeing her stop squirming and grunting in pain by simply letting her lay her head on her legs and passing her fingers through her hair gave her some reassurance, glad she could ease her pain even if slightly, completely unaware that she was feeding the beast inside Enid, who slowly grew more touch starved, even if for the time being she was calmed.
“I wish Yoko would’ve provided some guidelines…” Wednesday muttered after a while of gently passing her hand through Enid’s hair, every time she touched the girl’s boiling hot skin, a pang of worry for Enid’s wellbeing assaulted her mind. High fevers could be dangerous if not treated correctly after all and she hoped Enid’s werewolf biology protected her from the direst consequences that implied “A-are you sure this is helping? We need to treat your fever and I doubt me running my hand through your hair’s gonna be of any help against it”
Enid nodded weakly, closing her eyes and melting into Wednesday's touch, her body still trembling with pain but slightly easing up. She let out a breathless sigh of relief as Wednesday continued to run her fingers through her hair.
"Yeah... it helps... a lot..." she muttered, her face half hidden in Wednesday's lap
The relief, even if momentary was helping Enid immensely, however, she knew that the current situation would only escalate eventually, Wednesday passing her hand through her hair would only be enough for so long, and, suddenly, almost as if trying to confirm Enid’s fears, there was a strong wave of heat. Her arm moved by itself, driven by the heat, grabbing onto Wednesday's wrist, firmly, almost possessively, wanting to keep her close…
“Don’t stop…”
Enid’s voice, while feminine, sounded hoarse, sultry and deep, almost as if it wasn’t her speaking, but instead it was the beast inside her, growing stronger… Needier… And then the grip around Wednesday’s wrist loosened a bit.
“S-sorry…” Enid said shamefully, her voice back to her regular tone
Wednesday stopped for a split second before keeping on going, she didn’t like Enid’s actions, not because they made her uncomfortable (Which they did to a degree), but rather because she just witnessed her roommate lose control over her own self, forced by an invisible force to act and speak in ways she’d never do, at least not willingly… And she was not going to allow that… Wednesday hadn’t fully forgiven herself for gaslighting Enid during their first year to investigate the Gates manor, which ended in them almost dying at the hands of the Hyde and caused their first major fight. Ever since that day, Wednesday vowed to never force her into anything again, nor let anyone do so, not even a biological cycle like the heat was safe from Wednesday’s decision.
"There is no need to be clingy" Wednesday said firmly as she felt Enid’s grip around her wrist diminishing "As much as I hate physical contact I would never leave you alone in pain"
Enid let out a soft, breathy chuckle despite the pain, trying to ease the tension a little bit, but still holding on, like she couldn’t bear to let go completely, but instead of the possessive grasp of the heat, Enid’s was more shy, almost reluctant, as if sizing up if Wednesday minded her holding her wrist, and, since Wednesday didn’t complain, she just kept doing so.
"Too late… I’m always clingy with you…" she murmured, eyes still closed, a small smirk tugging at her lips even through the feverish haze "...And you hate physical contact? Please. You’re petting me like I’m your favorite wolf pup."
She nuzzled deeper into Wednesday’s lap, shamelessly basking in the rare affection.
"You're the only wolf pup I know, it’s just process of elimination" Wednesday said with a teasing tone on her otherwise calm voice, but alert for when the heat messed with Enid’s mind again "All the other werewolves I’ve seen are ferocious murderous beasts, but you... You're basically curled up in my lap while begging for pets"
Enid couldn't help but let out a short laugh at Wednesday's comment. She always had a knack for being blunt and brutally honest. Even in her feverish state, Enid found herself appreciating the familiar banter between them.
"Hey, I can be ferocious and murderous too... when I want to be." She protested weakly, trying (and failing) to sound intimidating. She could hardly stop herself from nuzzling further into Wednesday's lap, clearly contradicting her own words "But right now... I just want to be your little wolf pup…"
That statement wasn’t the whole truth though, there was much more she wanted to do with Wednesday in that moment, more intimate and primal stuff, but, as long as she could keep the heat in check, she was going to enjoy the little tender moments while they lasted, after all, once the beast was unleashed, her relationship with Wednesday was going to change forever and even could end that night altogether, so Enid at least wanted to have some nice memories to hold on to if things got too out of hand if that was the case.
"I don't know which is worse, a murderous beast trying to bite me or little wolf pup begging for physical touch, both are scary in their own way" Wednesday replied, while affectionate and sincere, her words were also calculated, as if she was sizing up what kept Enid’s mind clear enough, fighting to stay in control so she could keep helping her fight and hopefully make the heat cycle go away faster.
Enid couldn't help but grin at Wednesday's response, her head still resting in her lap, there was a glint of amusement in her blue eyes despite the waves of pain assaulting her body every so often and the foreboding feeling of her heat growing stronger.
"Hey, I'm not that terrifying when I'm begging for attention." She protested weakly, her expression a mix of feigned annoyance and exhaustion. Meanwhile, her arm wrapped around Wednesday's waist, instinctively drawing her even closer, her grip on her own mind growing weaker while her grip on Wednesday grew stronger "And you're not doing a great job at pretending you hate this..."
There it was again… That voice, so unnatural to Enid’s demeanor. Wednesday tensed up but didn’t back away.
“It’s honor code Enid” She said firmly, almost challenging Enid’s heat as if it was a physical being in front of her pretending to be her roommate “The only reason I haven’t left is because I’ll never leave someone close to me in distress”
Enid cracked one bleary eye open at that, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across her fever-warm face, still unnatural compared to her usual kind and cutesy smile, and also sharper as her canines looked pointier, like if her wolf form was slowly but surely seeping into her human self.
"Honor code? Mhm, sure. That’s totally why you’re still here and not in your typewriter pretending not to listen to me while you write your novel" She shifted slightly, snuggling deeper, moving higher up, unable help herself from doing so, and letting out a content hum despite the pain still pulsing through her and despite Wednesday’s stern glare as she moved up to practically sit on her lap, cradling against the black haired girl’s chest, her hoarse voice dripping with an unusual lust on Enid’s sweet voice "Liar... You like me like this… All weak and clingy… Admit it…"
"Well, you're less noisy and annoying like this" Wednesday said, not stopping the girl’s advances, but remaining alert, she still was calculating the best course of action to fight the beast inside Enid and any mistake could be fatal, so for the time being she just played along.
Enid scoffed softly in mock offense, a sufficient smile on her face, though the effect was lessened by the fact that she was still practically purring from the sensation of Wednesday's hand in her hair.
"Rude, as always. I'm not that annoying. I'm just... vibrant, and colorful, and outgoing." She paused, a teasing glint in her blue eyes "And currently, your personal heater. My body feels like it's burning from the inside out."
“Yes, Enid Sinclair is all those adjectives dialed up to an annoying level” Wednesday said with a suddenly extremely serious voice, as if pointing out there was 2 different beings in front of her in that moment, fighting for the driver’s seat in Enid’s mind, she suspended the petting for a moment, making Enid groan “Are you sure me just petting you is gonna help? Seems inefficient so far”
The sudden sternness in Wednesday’s voice and her deliberately stopping the touch made Enid yelp as a dog that had been kicked, the seriousness alone made her snap back into reality, relegating her heat to a second plane but not getting rid of it in the slightest, it was just a moment of clarity. Wednesday realized that and was going to use that to land a series of devastating attacks on Enid’s heat.
Enid knew it was pointless to resist the heat. She hated how little control she had on it, how weak and needy it made her feel, becoming the pinnacle of vulnerability, practically melting in Wednesday's lap, a moment that would be tender, ruined by the fact Enid knew it was nothing but a calculated way to get closer to her roommate and eventually take what she wanted.
"It's just... part of the cycle, " she murmured, shifting again to bury her overheated face in the crook of Wednesday's neck. The proximity, the comfort, it was both a relief and a torturous tease. She let out a shaky breath, struggling against another wave of pain, pushing the heat’s attempt to bite Wednesday’s neck, not in an attempt to hurt her, but rather trying to initiate something "Just... just keep doing that… please."
"Fine, you're the one who knows the most about your heat cycle" Wednesday said, hearing Enid’s regular voice, even if struggling meant her plan was working, so she resumed gently petting her head.
Enid let out a soft, shuddering sigh as Wednesday's fingers continued to stroke through her hair. The touch grounded her—just enough to keep the burn at bay, even if she couldn't erase it.
"You’re… weirdly good at this," she mumbles against Wednesday’s neck, voice drowsy and thick with exhaustion due to her efforts of fighting the silent battle against her own desires "Like, unfairly good." Another wave of heat rolls through her and she instinctively clings tighter, her breath hitching for a moment, but she holds strong and pushes it back once more "If I pass out in your lap… You won’t dump me on the floor like a trash bag, would you?"
"I won't, I don't know how cruel you think I am but I wouldn’t just push you to the floor while you’re sick" She says "I'll just place you on the bed"
Enid hummed, nodding weakly, not quite having the energy to tease Wednesday for her sudden show of compassion. Deep down, though, it warmed her. She always knew there was a tiny, secretly caring side to her dark roommate.
"You're so surprisingly gentle…" she murmured, breath warm against Wednesday's skin. She felt herself dozing, the pain still lingering, but lessened by the comforting touch. She couldn't help the words that escaped her next, feverish and slurred.
"…Don't stop…" once again, the heat spoke, demanding and controlling, but a hint of Enid’s actual own desires slipped into her deeper voice, as if she was starting to mess with the heat as much as the heat was messing with her.
Wednesday didn’t miss the battle going on between Enid and the heat, and she continued with her assault, it was time to confuse the enemy…
"How do you know this isn't just a hallucination induced by your fever?" Wednesday said with a serious tone “Nothing more than a vision of your deepest desires powered by your heat cycle?”
That made Enid’s heart drop to her stomach, the shock being enough to put her back on the front seat once more.
A soft huff of weak protest escaped Enid's lips, and she weakly swatted at Wednesday's arm with her hand, missing by a good inch. The action was more adorable than menacing, her usual playful sass not muted by the fever anymore… Progress.
She buried her face further into Wednesday's neck, inhaling her scent, a scent so real… So familiar it couldn’t be just product of a simple hallucination… A surprisingly calming effect taking over Enid, Wednesday couldn’t suppress her breath hitching at the sensation of Enid inhaling in her neck, but steeled through it despite of her getting goosebumps.
"Shut up... It's not a hallucination. You're too annoying to be a dream." She managed to respond with a weak giggle, tone slightly grumpy but filled with her usual fondness.
"True... A hallucination wouldn't have my level of sarcasm" Wednesday said, a hint of pride in her voice at seeing Enid’s true self peek out from between her pain and heat, it was time to set the bait and slay the beast once it took it “Are you comfortable enough? Do you need to switch positions?”
Enid shifted slightly, her fever-warmed body pressing more against Wednesday's chest. Despite the pain, there was a strange comfort in the closeness, like a desperate need for proximity. She mumbled into Wednesday's shoulder.
"Comfortable... not really." she admitted, her arm wrapping almost possessively around Wednesday's waist again. She felt almost dizzy. She wanted, no, she needed to be closer. "Can you.... can you lie down with me? Just for a bit..."
Wednesday pretended to hesitate as the bait was taken, how predictable… However, she couldn’t deny one thing, Enid's head on her lap and her sitting on it, along with some pets from her was not that difficult for Wednesday to handle, but, laying down in the same bed next to her was a completely different story, though, for the first time, her nervousness was not gonna be a weakness, but a weapon to be more convincing and lure the beast out easier…
"Enid, are you sure that is a good idea?" she asked, her voice shaking ever so slightly "That kind of body proximity is only bound to make your fever worse"
Enid looked up at her, a small, sleepy smirk tugging at her lips despite the pain still coursing through her.
"Uh-huh… blame it on the fever all you want." She shifted slightly, tightening her grip just enough to be stubborn. "But we both know you’re more scared of cuddling me than I am of overheating” Another wave of heat pulsed through her and she let out a soft whimper, nuzzling into Wednesday’s side like a wounded animal seeking warmth. "Just… five minutes. Or I’ll tell everyone you called me ‘your little wolf pup’…"
"Blackmail..." she said with a hint of surprise in her voice, but also some relief, such a childish attempt at coercion was all Enid’s, which meant she was still fighting her heat to a degree "That is a low blow, even for your feverish mind... Alright... I suppose I can compromise... Just... Remember this is all because your current state"
Enid grinned triumphantly, her grin small, sleepy, but smug as ever. Even though she knew that was an awful idea, and knew once they laid together the heat would start trying harder, she remained silent while Wednesday gently placed her on the bed and reluctantly moved to lie down beside her, almost as if the heat had blocked her mouth to prevent any warning for Wednesday.
The moment she felt the raven-haired girl settle in, she immediately curled into her, spooning, pressing her fever-warm back against Wednesday’s front.
"Mhm… I’ll remember everything," she murmured drowsily, already half-drifting "And I’ll pretend this was all my idea." She reached back weakly to grab Wednesday’s arm and tug it around her waist "See? Not so bad… You’re like my personal ice pack." Her voice sounded off once more, but Enid’s sweet tone could still be heard to a degree, which meant not all was lost for her yet.
"Well I do pride on my ability to lower my body temperature to the point I can fake rigor mortis" Wednesday said with a shaky voice, despite her cheeks being on fire at the proximity, Enid's embrace felt almost intimate and Wednesday's mind still didn't know if she hated it or loved it, mostly because she could sense her heat prowling around, a hidden predator ready to strike in the opportune moment, And Wednesday needed to keep a keen eye on that, so she could properly react to it.
Enid hummed in agreement, her overheated form practically melting into Wednesday's cool embrace. The fever-induced haze and the exhaustion were making her uncharacteristically clingy, and she practically snuggled into Wednesday's chest like the touch-starved wolf she was. The proximity was almost intimate, and in her current state, she desperately craved as much of it as she could get. Almost as if trying to soak up all the coolness from Wednesday before she was consumed by primal desire
"You're… like a... living cold compress…" She mumbled before suddenly inhaling deeply into Wednesday’s neck, the heat taking over, stronger and more constantly, she was barely able to contain herself, soon she’d reach the point of no return.
Wednesday couldn't contain another shudder as Enid inhaled right in her neck, it was an alien sensation she wasn't sure if she enjoyed, but knowing it was because of Enid’s heat, she managed to steel through it and counter
"You need to tone it down a little, Enid" She said, not angry, not mad, but determined, the attack had been launched and it was time to confront the beast
Enid could hear the tone in Wednesday's voice, but her feverish brain wasn't exactly in a cooperative mood. The proximity was soothing, and the touch was just what she needed. In her hazy state, the need for comfort outweighed everything else.
"Can't… tone it down…" she murmured half-apologetically, keeping as much self-control as she could muster, but her hold on Wednesday's arm and waist only tightening in response to the request. She nuzzled her face into the crook of Wednesday's neck, her breath warm and slightly ragged against her skin. "Need…. you… close…."
"I don't think we can get any closer" She said, an actual fact and her first strike at the heat "We're already interlocked entirely, we need to get rid of the fever and hydrate you, your clothes are soaking wet"
But logic didn’t make sense to Enid anymore, only primal desire and the need for release, whether Enid or Wednesday wanted it or not.
“Well if my sweat soaked clothes bother you so much, maybe I should just…” And, before Wednesday could retort, Enid sat up and removed the shirt that belonged to Wednesday, throwing it to the floor with an almost savage strength. Wednesday’s face, that was pale to begin with, grew even paler as she realized Enid didn’t bother to wear underwear below it, Wednesday couldn’t contain a harsh blush at the sight of her naked roommate and the thought of her privates touching Wednesday’s shirt, her peachy skin glistening due to the sweat and that stupid body spray with glitter she used, a low blow on the heat’s behalf that left Wednesday a bit stunned
“E-Enid… y-you’re not wearing any underwear” a weak attempt at coming back on Wednesday’s behalf, hoping her pointing out the exposure of Enid’s body would make her snap out of it, but to no avail
Enid let out a weak, feverish giggle, embarrassment taking a backseat to delirium and sheer lust
"Oops... must’ve... kicked them off earlier," she mumbled with that hoarse voice Wednesday hated so much, mocking her, not even trying to cover herself as she looked down at her nude figure. Her body was too hot, too drained. Modesty had long since burned away with the fever. She shifted slightly, pressing her bare skin against Wednesday’s arm for coolness, completely unbothered by her own nudity. "Don’t look if it bothers you…" she teased breathlessly "But also… don’t stop helping me. I’m still on fire…"
"I don’t know what else to do” Wednesday muttered, regaining some composure, she needed to focus if she wanted to help Enid to keep on fighting and judging by her behavior, she was running out of time “You literally are wearing nothing, I cannot take more clothes off you..."
Enid groaned in frustration at Wednesday deflecting her every advance, the heat making her even more impatient and stubborn. In her fevered state, she didn't care about modesty or dignity, all she wanted was relief and the cool touch of Wednesday's skin.
She gripped Wednesday’s arm a bit tighter, her voice a pleading murmur, but still hoarse and not Enid’s "I'm still too hot… please... think of something. Anything… I'll do anything." Her body was aching for some sort of release, and the more Wednesday hesitated, the more desperate she became.
Wednesday didn’t answer, the fact that the heat was using a fake imitation of Enid’s voice in an attempt to trick Wednesday made her angrier, but at the same time she couldn’t get fully angry knowing Enid was in there, deeply buried by this damn heat cycle and she couldn't get rough without hurting her. She needed to act, and fast…
Enid meanwhile kept on thinking on Wednesday's words, there was some way she could twist them so she could take advantage of them… Then a lightbulb turned on in her feverish thoughts. A new idea… A wild, somewhat crazy idea slowly formed in her overheated mind. She shifted against Wednesday, her body still burning, but now, a cheeky smirk tugged at her lips.
"You... you're still wearing clothes..." she murmured, her voice a hushed, almost conspiratorial whisper.
“I am not undressing” Wednesday said firmly as the implication sank in a moment later, the air getting just a bit tenser between them “This has gone far enough, this isn’t you anymore, it’s that damn heat…”
Enid huffed in frustration, the heat and desperation making her more brazen in her demands. The more Wednesday resisted, the more Enid's fevered mind started to play dirty tactics to get what she wanted.
She shifted against her yet again, almost straddling her this time, and pressed her overheating body against her clothed body, her words a soft, needy whisper.
"I need more skin on skin contact Wednesday Addams. I'm so damn hot... And if you’re not gonna give it to me, I’ll take it.”
With a surprisingly swift movement, Enid climbed on top of Wednesday sitting on the girl’s lower body while her hands grabbed her wrists and pinned her against the bed. Wednesday knew struggling would be futile, and thought that maybe the battle was lost.
"Enid... Y-you wouldn't..." Wednesday said in a desperate attempt to snap Enid’s mind out of it all "This isn't you thinking..."
Enid let out a strained laugh at that, mixed with a growl of frustration. The heat was seeping into her brain, making her more and more desperate with each passing moment. The words fell from her lips before she could stop them.
"I would. I will..." She murmured, her voice a heated mixture of determination and devilish need. Her body shifted again, pushing her chest against Wednesday's, the bare skin against Wednesday's clothed form sending shivers down her spine "You just watch me."
The girl’s hands grabbed Wednesday by the neck of her dress, needy, rainbow colored claws extending, ready to rip it off and finally get what she wanted, the raven-haired girl let out a sigh of defeat, she could easily overpower her and get out of the room, but she didn’t want to hurt Enid, and the heat knew that. However, as Wednesday desperately looked for a way to get out of that mess, Enid’s hands trembled as if she was making an inhuman effort.
“I… I’m so sorry Wednesday” Enid’s voice coming out again for a brief moment, before the lust and heat contorted her face into a wicked grin, her fangs growing even longer and pointier.
Wednesday could just watch in disappointment and anger as Enid once more grabbed her dress ready to rip it apart, the beast smiling triumphantly as she finally took over her roommate fully… But then a single tear came out of her blue eyes.
A silent apology, Enid’s final attempt to communicate, hoping Wednesday understood that wasn’t her in control, hoping that she wouldn’t judge her for what she was about to do. The tear ran down Enid’s face mixing with the sweat before falling on Wednesday’s cheek, warm like a soft kiss… And something shattered like glass inside Wednesday. Her nervousness and disappointment turning into full, unbridled rage, nobody could make Enid Sinclair cry in front of her without facing dire consequences, not even Enid herself… Even if the heat was intangible, she was going to defeat it or die trying…
Wednesday grabbed both of Enid’s hands with a surprisingly firm grip and stopped her, despite the blonde girl’s attempts to break free and a few menacing growls and snarls, Wednesday remained impassible, looking at her with the deepest brow she could muster, not even the heat could escape from Wednesday’s wrath fueled grasp.
"This is not you, Enid, it’s the heat..." Wednesday said looking at her, not scared anymore, a flash of recollection in her eyes "And the more I deny it... The more it takes over you... Fine... If we're gonna do this... I want it to be because you, Enid Sinclair, wants this, and not because of the heat taking over your mind..."
Enid's breath hitched in her chest at the unexpected twist in Wednesday's tone. There was a flicker of surprise in her fevered gaze, the heat making her reactions more pronounced. The more Wednesday denied her, the more it fueled Enid's determination... and then, the unexpected concession. The words sank in, a wave of realization washed over her, her mind getting clearer if just for a bit.
She studied Wednesday for a moment, her fever-fogged mind working overtime to distinguish between the heat and her own desires.
"And what if... I do want it...?" She said, her voice, soft and shy again, not matching her wild fanged face and her claws desperately trying to escape Wednesday’s grasp.
"If you really want to undress me, I will oppose no resistance" Wednesday said, slowly and carefully approaching the beast, easing the grip on her wrists ever so slightly, an intense look on her face, as if silently challenging Enid's inner demons provoked by the heat "But if it is just the heat... I will oppose with all my strength, and you know how easy it’d be for me to break away from this situation and leave the room"
Enid's chest rose and fell with each uneven breath, her voice alternating between wild growls and high pitched ragged breaths, heart rate spiking as she gazed down at Wednesday, her mind wrestling with the situation. The challenge in Wednesday's eyes and the concession in her words sent a wave of anticipation through her body, her own desire slowly mixing with the heat.
Her eyes, wild and almost feral, searched Wednesday's face, trying to gauge her honesty. Despite Wednesday not holding her as tight as before, she didn’t attempt to break free anymore. Her voice came out as a heated whisper.
"If... I really want to... and it's not just the heat... you'll let me...?"
"I will... And believe me, I will be able to tell if it's the heat, or if it's you" Wednesday replied, her body tensing a little bit and the same defiant look on her face "Your choices are either controlling yourself and get what you want, or let the heat take over, lose it and spend the rest of the night alone and miserable while you writhe in pain… So... Knowing that… Who's in control? The heat? Or Enid?"
Enid's heart skipped a beat at the challenge in Wednesday's words, her body involuntarily moving even closer, pressing against her with a sort of heated determination. The heat's hold might’ve been strong, but the defiant spark in her eyes was all Enid's, stubborn and fiery, fighting against her own impulses with tooth and nail.
Her voice, though rough with heat and need, carried a hint of confidence mixed with a note of pleading.
"It's... it's me. It's me who is in control." Enid said. her usual caring tone overpowering the hoarse voice in her throat for the first time.
"If that's the case..." Wednesday said, a hint of pride for Enid’s resilience in her voice "I shall keep my word... Have at it..."
Enid's breath stuttered in her chest, the heat and Wednesday's reassurance combining to create a potent cocktail of anticipation. She paused, her eyes locked onto Wednesday's, and her own feverish determination surging forward like a wildfire. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her fingers reached out, claws retracting a little, fangs shrinking ever so slightly and trembling as she slowly, almost reverently, began to wrap her hands against the lower part of Wednesday’s dress, stopping for a brief second, still unsure if all that was the heat or just Enid herself
"I... I'm going to do it... I'm going to undress you..." she announced, knowing if Wednesday protested, it was the heat talking.
But Wednesday simply nodded, no hint of her wanting to break her promise, and confident Enid had full control over the heat now, which only motivated the blonde girl further.
Unlike the heat’s desperate need to rip Wednesday’s dress off, Enid’s hands grabbed the lower part of Wednesday’s black dress carefully, slowly moving it up, past her knees and reaching Wednesday’s hips, a strangled moan escaping her mouth as she saw the girl’s black lace panties, while old fashioned they were surprisingly cute on her. Enid’s body trembled as she stopped the heat from getting hold of her once more. The dress kept moving up, past Wednesday’s midriff and then her chest, revealing a matching bra clasped around her firm, round breasts, until eventually Wednesday rose her arms as if encouraging her, the dress slipping off entirely and falling to the floor like a leaf in the wind.
Enid smirked at the sight of Wednesday’s thin but shapely figure, her hips perfectly contoured, her firm round breasts clasped in her bra… Enid felt as if she had just unearthed a hidden, sacred relic buried under Wednesday’s old fashioned and baggy clothes.
Wednesday maintained eye contact with her, laying in the bed with only her lingerie and socks on, slowly running her hands through her body, taunting the heat and motivating Enid at the same time, her pale skin, soft, cool and flawless. Wednesday didn't push away, but neither did she encouraged her to keep going, it was obvious she was gonna let Enid go as far as she wanted as long as she kept the heat at bay as promised.
Enid's breath hitched in her chest again at the sight of Wednesday she had never seen, her suddenly determined mind and overwhelming desire guiding her hands while the heat clawed wildly inside her head in a desperate attempt to take over. She couldn't help but let her eyes roam over the curves of her body, her chest, even the sight of her lacy black bra and panties sending a fresh wave of heat through her. Her own breathing came in heated, uneven bursts, each inhale and exhale laden with need.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached out, her touch tentative but eager, wanting, needing... but second guessing herself about who was in control in that moment…
"It is still you, Enid" Wednesday said as if she knew the internal battle she was having, that encouragement and the reassurance of those thoughts still being hers made Enid continue.
Enid smiled as Wednesday spoke, her words cutting through the heated haze. It was a reminder, a confirmation that this was still her, that the heat was not in control. Her hands reaching back fingers lingering on the hook of Wednesday's bra, her own breathing uneven, but her determination unflinching. Her gaze lifted to meet Wednesday's, feverish as it was, there was a spark of clarity in her eyes.
"Yes, it's me... All me." She murmured, her voice ragged yet unmistakably Enid's.
With a newfound sense of determination, Enid continued, her fingers deftly undoing the hook on Wednesday's bra. Her gaze was locked on her face however, watching for any signs of hesitation or discomfort, not to mention she wanted to wait and just watch once she completed her job, all she could see in Wednesday's expression was trust and permission. The heat might’ve been present, but it was Enid calling the shots here.
Wednesday’s bra flew off and reunited the pile of clothes in the floor, before Enid kept going, this time her fingers hooking on the edges of the raven-haired girl’s panties gently pulling them down until they were around Wednesday's ankles and eventually reunited the matching bra.
She had done it, she ignored all the roars, howls and slashes on her brain the heat produced and maintained her composure, it was time to see her prize… And there she was, Wednesday Addams in her full glory, vulnerable, exposed and completely nude just like Enid, her pale skin, her curves, her round perfect breasts, everything... Everything was on display for Enid and Enid alone, while the heat was being tortured, confused at what to do, since it knew if it acted harshly all of this would be gone in a second, despite it not wanting anything else more than take her right then and there.
Enid's breath caught in her throat, her feverish gaze sweeping over every inch of Wednesday. pale, perfect, and utterly exposed. The air between them crackled with tension, heat radiating not just from Enid’s body but from the sheer weight of the moment.
She reached out slowly, trembling fingers hovering just above Wednesday’s skin, not touching yet, savoring the anticipation and the furious howl of the increasingly frustrated heat not being able to break her.
Her voice came out barely a whisper, but 100% Enid’s
"...Worth it." She said, her fingers teasing Wednesday’s exposed skin, she could see a shudder make the girl’s skin crawl in anticipation.
"See? I knew you had full control over your heat" Wednesday said, her voice breathy due to the intensity of it all, as much as she hated to admit it, she found Enid as attractive as Enid found her, but that information wasn’t relevant for the mission at hand, so she just kept talking "I knew Enid Sinclair was way too good to let herself be controlled by her impulses"
Enid let out a breathless laugh, a mixture of relief, pride, and lingering heat flooding through her. Wednesday's words were like a soothing balm to her fever-fried mind, the praise and reassurance settling in her chest, calming the flames that still flickered within her.
She nodded, her voice tired but clear.
"You... you were right. It is me, through and through."
Her body still felt like molten lava, but there was a clarity to her thoughts now, a sense of ownership over her actions she had never experienced during any of her past heat cycles, it always came down to her giving up to the heat and pleasing herself through the night while Yoko locked her in the bathroom inside a tub of cold water and made sure she didn’t run away, but she didn’t know she could fight it back that effectively.
"I know it is..." Wednesday said, the hint of a smile on her lips "However, the heat still needs to be eradicated, it is time…” The girl took a deep breath and placed her hands behind her head, as if leaving full access to her roommate, the final battle was about to begin “You can indulge yourself…"
Enid let out a strangled sound, a mixture of relief and hunger. She'd been holding back for so long, fighting against her heat-driven desires. But now, with Wednesday's permission, she could finally give in to the urges that had been boiling within her for what felt like eternity.
She didn't need to be told twice. Without another word, her hands and body surged forward, capturing Wednesday in an embrace that was both desperate and reverential, all at once.
Wednesday allowed her to cling to her as hard as she wanted, simply letting her finally release all the tension
"You’re doing very good" she said, still looking at her intently, challenging her heat even more, despite her look being more tender as she gently caressed the girl's cheek “This is still not over though, we’re almost there, don’t you dare give up on me”
Enid leaned into the touch, her cheek pressing against Wednesday's cool skin, a low, needy whine escaping her throat at the words of praise. In this moment, her feverish mind and overheated body craved nothing more than the reassurance that she'd done well, that she'd successfully mastered her own desires.
She buried her face into Wednesday's shoulder, her grip on her tightening, as if anchoring herself to the moment and the girl in her arms.
"I won’t I won’t... I’m trying so hard..." she said her voice full satisfaction despite the heat trying harder to take over her and her fighting it with all her might and with Wednesday’s help.
"I know you are, You’re doing way better than I expected" she said teasingly but softly "With your newfound self-control you will be able to fight your heat more efficiently, both now and during future heat cycles... But I have the slight suspicion you will ask me to do this all over again next time, aren’t you?"
Enid let out a breathless chuckle, muffled against Wednesday’s skin, weak, fever-softened, but undeniably smug.
“Maybe…” she murmured, lips brushing the curve of Wednesday’s shoulder without thinking. “But only if you’re still my personal ice queen” She tilted her head up just enough to meet those dark eyes with a drowsy grin “Next time… I might not need the excuse of heat to ask for this...”
"Now you're just being greedy" she replied, cautiously, still not sure about if Enid was joking or not, or if she was in fact still fighting "But as long as it's Enid, and not the heat... I won't be opposed to anything”
The final tease, it was time to lure the heat out now that it was weakened and under control and deliver the final blow.
Enid's grin widened into a sly, lopsided smirk, the words sinking in and igniting the heat within her, however it was a different kind of heat, not the same primal need taking over her every single action, but one driven by an unabashed sense of fondness and affection at the sight of Wednesday fighting for her against something intangible, a heat fully under her control…
"Careful, Addams... with that kind of encouragement, I might just test that theory right here, right now"
In her current state, her filter was reduced to practically nothing. She felt raw, vulnerable, and more than a little clingy… but also incredibly, overwhelmingly needy, but still in control of her actions.
"As long as it is your true feelings, and not some heat induced thing... Go nuts" Wednesday said, her voice charged with a romantic tone as she took a page from her parents’ book, a voice the heat wouldn’t be able to resist and that would allow them to defeat it now that they were working together against it.
Enid let out a breathy, shaky laugh, half delirious as the heat clawed and screamed unfruitfully, half giddy from the permission in Wednesday’s voice. Her fingers curled into the sheets, her body still burning, but now with something deeper than just biology.
“Oh, it’s me,” she murmured, lifting herself slightly leaning her face closer and closer to Wednesday’s. “All Enid. Every greedy, clingy, shameless bit of me.”
And then after giving each other a look of absolute devotion, Enid finally leaned in and kissed her, the kiss not desperate, not heat-driven, Just hers…
Wednesday kissed Enid back, knowing it was all her, and her heat had been relegated to a second plane. The girl wrapped her arms, nice and cool around Enid's overheating body with a gentleness Enid didn't know Wednesday was capable off.
Enid's heat roared in excitement, and then in fear, but Wednesday didn't stop, she relentlessly kept kissing her and caressing her body, each lip movement, each caress feeling like a stab to the heat... Somehow Wednesday Addams was fighting the invisible monster inside Enid... And even more shocking, she was winning...
Enid's mind spun, heat warring with the realization of just how effortlessly Wednesday was subduing her wild inner fire with nothing more than careful, steady, tender touches. The fever's roar faded into background noise under the onslaught of those cool lips against hers, each caress weakening the heat's hold little by little.
She melted against Wednesday, surrendering to the kiss and the gentle yet firm touches, her own arms tightening around the other girl as if clinging to a lifeline.
By all means, she shouldn't have been responding like this... The heat should've won by now and take Wendesday, but she was still in the driver's seat and she didn't plan to give it away...
The heat kept roaring, fighting a battle it couldn't win... Making Enid's claws and fangs extend as a last attempt at fighting back, but Wednesday didn't flinch, didn't stop, she kept pushing through, squeezing Enid closer to her, their bare breasts rubbing against each other, their legs interlocked so tightly one would think they wouldn’t separate ever, their womanhood barely brushing against each other almost in a teasing manner before meeting, sending a shock of pleasure into both girl’s bodies as neither could contain the muffled moans of pleasure when they rubbed together. A devastating blow for the heat as Enid kept it in check, she was too deep into this and she wasn’t going to lose it, not now.
The heat tried unfruitfully to fight, but every time it tried to scratch or bite Wednesday, Enid stopped it, she was not gonna let the heat take that moment away from her, that moment was just hers and Wednesday’s and nothing was going to take it away from her. The heat pounded on Enid’s skull, savage and desperate but growing weaker and weaker, and then, with a final, pitiful roar translated into a breathy moan out of Enid's mouth, the heat disappeared.
All the pain, all the numbness, all the sick head, popped like a bubble, and just like that Enid was back to normal, her body temperature dropping dramatically, but conserving a little bit of warmness as a side effect of the whole ordeal that just went down.
Enid's body went slack against Wednesday, both girls’ legs shaking as they achieved the final release, the heat's hold breaking like glass. She gasped against Wednesday's mouth as the fog of heat lifted, a wave of clarity and sensations washing over her as if waking from a dream. Her claws retracted entirely, leaving just her colorful nails, her skin returned to a normal temperature, her fangs shrank, and her eyes widened in both shock and relief.
She pulled back just enough to look at Wednesday, her breaths still coming out ragged just as Wednesday’s, she gave a last look at Wednesday’s body, now covered with glitter from her own body spray before finally sprawling on her chest.
"...I'm... I'm myself. Again." She muttered “I actually managed to win against the heat…”
"That's good to hear" Wednesday said, still panting as if she fought an actual beast in real life, a hint of triumph in her voice "You did wonderfully..."
Enid let out a shaky, half-exhausted, half-relief-filled laugh, the realization settling in fully. The heat, the fever, the wildness... it was gone, and all that was left was her, just... Enid. She leaned into Wednesday again, her breath still fast but steading.
"Couldn't have done it without your help," she murmured against the girl's shoulder. "I could feel it fighting back so hard..."
"If you didn't hold it back, I wouldn't have been able to defeat it by myself" Wednesday replied, leaning her head against Enid’s "You did the hard work, I just delivered the final blow"
Enid shifted slightly, still pressed against Wednesday, her body cooling down but her emotions still running hot. She let out a soft, breathless chuckle, tired but proud.
“Guess we make one hell of a team then...” She murmured, nuzzling into the crook of Wednesday’s neck “You with your icy focus… and me barely holding my wolf together.”
Then, quieter, almost shyly
“Next time… you think we could do it again? Just… without the near-death heat drama?”
"We now have a strategy" Wednesday said simply, a sigh of relief as she touched Enid's forehead and found her fever was quickly going away "Next time we will be prepared, and we'll get rid of it faster"
Enid let out a soft, satisfied hum, her body finally relaxing into Wednesday’s cool embrace. The fever had broken completely now, her skin no longer scorching, her breaths steady… And yet she made zero effort to move away.
“Mmm… I like our strategy,” she murmured sleepily, pressing a lazy kiss just below Wednesday’s jaw as her finger traced circles on Wednesday's bare chest. “You take the lead… I’ll bring the drama.” She paused, then added with a drowsy smirk “Also? We’re totally doing this again. Just so we can test how fast we can break the heat next time.”
"Well... I do like a challenge" Wednesday said, the smallest of smirks on her face "And I plan to perferct my technique and break my own mark every single time"
Enid stifled a laugh at the determination in Wednesday's voice, finding it both adorable and oddly hot. She tilted her head up to look at her, mischief dancing in her gaze despite the lingering exhaustion.
"Oh really? You're going to set personal records for breaking heats now?" she teased, her own voice a sleepy whisper, her body still pressed against Wednesday's. It felt too good to move, to pull away "What's the goal? Speedrun heat-breaking... any%?"
"Yes, but only focusing on the Enid category" She commented casually "I have no intention of doing this for anyone else, so don’t go around telling your werewolf friends"
Enid’s heart fluttered as the weight of Wednesday’s words sank in. Her usual sarcasm faltered, replaced by something softer, quieter. She buried her face into Wednesday’s neck, hiding the sudden warmth spreading across her cheeks.
"...I won’t," she mumbled, voice uncharacteristically shy. "In fact, I’d tear apart anyone else who tried… Also, since when are you familiar with those terms? I didn’t take you for a gamer girl" she added teasingly
“Pugsley and Eugene” Wednesday replied simply “They keep claiming they’re gonna get world records, so far they just keep fighting each other for the controller when one of them messes up”
Enid chuckled and there was a beat of silence. Then, a slow smirk creeped back in her face:
"Looks like you're stuck with me and my heat cycles for life."
"Then I better get good at it fast" She says gently caressing the girl's cheek with an unusual softness "So... Now that your heat's gone... Is there any chance you'll put on your pajamas and go to sleep to your own bed? Or are my predictions correct and you're just gonna make me awkwardly snuggle naked all night?"
Enid scoffed softly at the suggestion, her eyes fluttering closed as her cheek pressed into the cool touch of Wednesday's hand.
"Oh please, I never make anything awkward," she muttered, her words punctuated with a wide, contented yawn.
She shifted again, body snuggling deeper against Wednesday's in an obvious display of possession, but soft and tender unlike the heat’s wild and aggressive.
"And I'm not getting up. You're stuck with a clingy Enid for the rest of the night… And pretty much the rest of your life…"
"Figures..." She said, rolling her eyes "Alas... It's not like I felt like moving anyways, believe it or not fighting an intangible biological process like if it was a corporeal beast while making sure a needy wolf pup is safe takes a lot of energy out of you… Well, that and the whole sexual intercourse thing…"
Enid let out an indignant noise into Wednesday's shoulder, pretending to be insulted despite the affectionate nuzzle that followed. She didn't even protest the 'needy wolf pup' comment, mostly because she knew it was true.
“It’s not my fault I'm needy," she mumbled, her words slurring slightly with exhaustion. "It's your fault for being so damn comfortable..."
"Then we zero each other out, and no one's at fault here" she said simply
“I can work with that” Enid said smiling contentedly, she paused for a moment and her cheeks blushed again as the weight of the situation dawned on her “We… Really... Did it, didn’t we?”
“We did…” Wednesday replied solemnly “A bit more intense than I expected… But yes… We… Did it…”
“Was this… Your first time…?” Enid asked, her tired eyes fixating on Wednesday’s
“I am a person who despises physical contact and romantic displays” Wednesday replied, it was her turn to blush, despite her stern tone, Enid could detect a hint of nervousness and embarrassment in her voice “What do you think?”
"Wow, only you can make something so special and romantic as your first time sound like a bad thing…” Enid said, unable to hold a chuckle “Also… Same…” she added with a nervous smile
Wednesday’s breath hitched and a glow in her dark eyes appeared for a second, she looked at Enid as if she was the most precious thing in the world. She remained silent for a second and then cleared her throat
“If it makes you feel better, I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it as much as you did” she muttered, gently petting the girl's head “And… it is an honor to share this with you…”
Enid let out a low, sleepy purr of approval at the affirmation, her body practically melting against Wednesday like a boneless cat. Any hint of sarcasm or quips vanished as she allowed herself to be vulnerable in her exhaustion, her guard completely down for once. In this state, she was just a sleepy, clingy wolf pup seeking comfort and touch. She buried her face into Wednesday's shoulder, mumbling against her skin
"...Just... five more minutes. Okay?" she muttered softly
"I'm not going anywhere" Wednesday assured "And you look exhausted... You can sleep if you need, I'll still be here in the morning"
Enid's eyelids felt heavy, her body and mind completely exhausted. The thought of falling asleep in Wednesday's arms was more than tempting, it was downright irresistible. Her breathing slowed, her arms holding onto Wednesday a bit tighter, reluctant to let sleep take over. But in her fatigue-fogged state, there was little she could do to fight it.
"...Promise?" She mumbled, half asleep already. "You won't sneak off while I'm out cold?"
"Even if I wanted to, you'd sense me moving more than an inch and you’d just pull me back" Wednesday replied with irony, but somewhat softly "So yeah, I promise..."
Enid let out a drowsy hum, something between a growl and a purr as Wednesday’s words settled over her like a warm blanket. Her grip tightened just slightly, possessive even in her fading consciousness.
“Good… because I’d hunt you down…” she mumbled, then yawning, her voice slurring into sleep. “And… You know… I’ll always find you…”
And with that, her breathing deepened, her body finally surrendering to exhaustion, curled around Wednesday like she was born to fit there.
"And I wouldn't have it any other way" Wednesday whispered softly in her ear once she finally fell asleep, gently giving her a kiss on the forehead "Cara mia..."
The whisper slipped into Enid’s subconscious like a secret meant only for her, soft, tender, almost dreamlike. Though asleep, her lips twitched into a faint smile, her body curling even closer to Wednesday’s warmth if that was even possible.
A low, contented hum vibrated in her chest, and somewhere deep in her dreams, the words echoed back:
"Cara… mia..." Enid mumbled in her sleep as she snuggled against Wednesday
The dorm fell silent under moonlight filtering through the curtains.
One girl sleeping soundly in exhausted peace.
The other watching over her like a shadow, wrapped around her in devotion…