G!P
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Under the dim glow of a flickering lamp, the atmosphere in the Addams household was thick with an eerie charm. Wednesday sat across from Enid at their favorite table, a mix of shadows and candlelight dancing around them. Enid, with her vibrant hair and playful spirit, was deep into her Minecraft world, completely absorbed in building an elaborate castle.
Wednesday, on the other hand, was a picture of calm, her dark hair framing her pale face, eyes fixated on Enid with an intensity that could melt the coldest hearts. She admired the way Enid's fingers moved deftly over the controller, her focus drawing Wednesday in like a moth to a flame.
As the game progressed, a mischievous thought crossed Wednesday's mind. She leaned closer, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.
"You're so engrossed, Enid. What would you do if I interrupted your little adventure?" Her voice was low, teasing, and filled with a playful menace.
Enid glanced back, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and a hint of mischief. "I guess you'll just have to try, won't you?" she challenged, a grin spreading across her face.
In one swift motion, Wednesday slid her hand under the table, her fingers brushing against Enid's thigh. A shiver ran through Enid, her focus wavering as she gasped lightly, the controller momentarily forgotten.
"W-wait, what are you doing?" she stammered, a mix of excitement and disbelief in her voice.
"Just a little distraction," Wednesday replied, her voice smooth as silk. She let her fingers travel higher, teasingly slow, making Enid squirm in her seat. The thrill of the moment was electric, an unspoken connection sparking between them.
With a confident smirk, Wednesday continued, her touch becoming bolder. Enid bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure, but it was hard to concentrate on building when Wednesday was working her magic. She could feel her heart racing, the thrill of secrecy adding to the heat of the moment.
"Wednesday... I'm trying to play," Enid protested weakly, though her voice was laced with breathlessness, revealing just how much she was enjoying this unexpected turn of events.
"Then focus," Wednesday whispered, her fingers moving with purpose. She explored, teasing and tantalizing, bringing Enid to the brink of distraction.
Enid let out a soft moan, her fingers tightening on the controller as Wednesday's expert touch sent waves of pleasure crashing through her. The Minecraft world on the screen blurred as Enid gave in to the sensations, every fiber of her being attuned to Wednesday's careful ministrations.
Wednesday watched Enid's reactions with satisfaction, her thumb gently stroking along Enid's length as she kept her pace slow yet firm. She knew just how to push Enid's buttons, how to unravel her with practiced precision.
As Enid's breathing grew heavier, her body trembling beneath the table, Wednesday leaned in, her lips hovering near Enid's ear.
"You're doing so well," she purred, her hot breath sending shivers down Enid's spine. "Don't stop playing, cara mia. I want to watch you come undone."
Enid nodded, her eyes locked with Wednesday's as the pleasure built exponentially. She stifled another moan, hips bucking involuntarily against Wednesday's hand as she fought to stay focused on her game. The line between reality and fantasy blurred, the danger of getting caught only heightening the taboo thrill of what they were doing.
Wednesday felt Enid's body tense, felt the telltale signs of her impending release. She increased the pressure, her thumb swiping over the tip with just the right amount of friction. And with a cry muffled by a hand, Enid came hard under the table, her virtual kingdom momentarily forgotten as waves of ecstasy crashed through her.
With a naughty glint in her eyes, Wednesday didn't miss a beat. As Enid was still catching her breath, her eyes fluttering closed in post-orgasmic bliss, Wednesday made her next move. She slid down from her chair, disappearing under the table much to Enid's surprise.
What are you--?" Enid began, but her words were cut off as Wednesday's mouth closed around her. Enid gasped, her fingers gripping the edge of the table as Wednesday took her in, a mix of pleasure and disbelief flooding her senses.
Wednesday moved slowly, deliberately, her lips and tongue exploring Enid's length with a tantalizing slowness that had Enid squirming in her seat. The game was long forgotten now, the controller abandoned on the table as Enid gave in to the sensations coursing through her.
Wednesday continued, her movements growing bolder, more confident. She knew exactly how to push Enid to the edge, how to draw out her pleasure until she was trembling and gasping for breath.
Enid clutched at the tablecloth, her other hand finding its way to Wednesday's head, fingers tangling in her dark hair. The pleasure was too much, too intense. She was spiraling, losing control, and Wednesday was the only thing grounding her.
And then, with a cry that echoed through the silent room, Enid came undone once more, the pleasure washing over her in an overwhelming wave. Wednesday didn't stop until she rode out her orgasm, only pulling away once Enid was left panting and spent.
With a self-satisfied smirk, Wednesday reappeared from under the table, her lips glistening and eyes shining with mischief.
"Your turn, Enid," she said, her voice husky. "Let's see how well you can multitask."
Enid swallowed hard and nodded, trying to keep her composure. This was going to be more challenging than she thought.
Wednesday stood up and began to unbutton her shirt, her eyes locked on Enid's. She peeled off her shirt, revealing her pale, slender frame and lacy bra. She tossed the shirt aside and climbed back under the table, her hips hovering over Enid's lap.
Enid took a deep breath and picked up the controller once more, trying to focus on the game despite the distraction of Wednesday above her.
Wednesday smirked and slowly lowered herself down onto Enid, taking her into her warm, welcoming depths. "Go ahead," she whispered. "Keep playing.
Enid gasped as Wednesday enveloped her completely, the sensation of being buried within her sending jolts of pleasure through her body. But despite the overwhelming urge to give in, she forced herself to keep mining and placing blocks on the Minecraft screen.
With each thrust, Enid had to stifle a cry, her movements on the controller stuttering as Wednesday moved rhythmically atop her. The table creaked under their combined weight, the risk of discovery adding a thrilling layer to their illicit tryst.
Wednesday rode with a steady, relentless pace, her hands braced on Enid's thighs for leverage. Her hair fell around them like a dark curtain, hiding their clandestine act from prying eyes. She nipped at Enid's earlobe, her breath hot against her skin as she urged Enid on.
"That's it, just like that," she purred, her voice low and urgent. "You're doing so well, Enid... I can feel you..."
Enid felt the familiar coil of tension building within her once more, the dual sensations of steady strokes on the screen and Wednesday's undulating body driving her closer to the edge again. With each second, it became harder to maintain control, her body yearning for release.
Enid felt her control slipping as the pleasure mounted. She couldn't hold back any longer. With a desperate growl, she grabbed Wednesday's hips and in one fluid motion, flipped their positions, pinning Wednesday onto the table.
Wednesday let out a surprised gasp, her eyes widening with excitement as Enid took charge.
"That's it, Enid," she purred, her legs wrapping around Enid's waist, pulling her closer. "Show me what you've got."
Enid didn't need any more encouragement. She began to move, thrusting into Wednesday with a primal intensity that had the table shaking beneath them. The Minecraft game lay forgotten, the only sounds in the room now were the slap of skin on skin and their mingled cries of pleasure.
Wednesday arched her back, nails digging into Enid's shoulders as she met each of her thrusts. The familiar coil of tension built rapidly, the risk of discovery making every touch, every movement, feel electric.
"Fuck, Wednesday," Enid groaned, her pace becoming erratic as she chased her own release. "You feel so good..."
Wednesday locked eyes with Enid, a wicked grin on her lips. "Then don't hold back," she challenged, rolling her hips to drive Enid deeper. "Take me, Enid. Make me scream."
Enid didn't need to be told twice. She pounded into Wednesday relentlessly, the sound of their bodies joining echoing through the room. Wednesday's cries of ecstasy spurred Enid on, the tension finally snapping as she tumbled over the edge, her vision whiting out with the intensity of her orgasm.
Collapsing atop Wednesday, Enid struggled to catch her breath, her heart pounding in her ears. Wednesday held her close, her nails gently trailing down Enid's back, a satisfied smile on her lips.
"That was... impressive," Wednesday purred, pressing a lingering kiss to Enid's swollen lips. "I think you've earned a reward."
With a knowing grin, Wednesday rose from the table, offering her hand to help Enid up. They both straightened their clothes, glancing at the abandoned game console, a silent testament to the passion they'd just shared.
"You know," Wednesday began, a coy look in her eyes, "I'd love to see more of what you can do with those talents of yours..." She trailed off, leaving the implication hanging in the air.
Enid felt heat rising in her cheeks, but she nodded, a thrill coursing through her veins at the prospect of exploring more with Wednesday. This wasn't the kind of adventure either of them had planned, but there was no denying the magnetic pull between them.