Wednesday Addams x Fem!Reader
Summary: Reader finds out Wednesday goes to the Ball with Tyler which makes her obviously jealous and she wants to get in between them. Secretly Wednesday hates that she went with him thanks to Thing. She actually wants you as well.
Warnings: lesbian Smut, mentions of Blood, Wednesday receiving
Note: I am so bad at describing clothes so I added a picture to the cover, yea reader is wearing something like the middle pic lmao
It‘s that time of the year again where every student of Nevermore dresses up just for this one special evening. A ball where everyone should have fun and just enjoy themselves.
You were in your room, about to get dressed like they said the dress code would be, cringing inside when you think about the white. A wild knocking on your door interrupting you as you opened your dorm room, surprised to see Enid rushing inside.
„I can’t believe what Thing did!“ She sighed, taking a place on the edge of your bed as if it was her own. „Uhm…hello to you too. Come in? Take a seat?“ You said, making her feel instantly uncomfortable realizing how rude that was. „Sorry! I just. Thing made Wednesday go with Tyler to the ball! That’s terrible I know you wanted to ask her.“
You gave her a sad smile, shrugging your shoulders. „I know Enid. I was having a coffee at the shop where he works, I saw Thing giving him a letter I knew he typed down. He just wanted to be nice helping her to have a date.“ You said but there was still pain in your voice.
„And you just let it be like that? Even a blind one would notice you fit so good together. Look at all of this!“ She pointed around your room. You liked dark stuff as well and enjoy dressing up in black clothes, partly even a little gothic like, that’s why tonights dress code made you cringe.
„Just because our favorite color matches doesn’t mean we fit as a couple Enid.“ You crossed your arms, frowning at the werewolf.
„Okay but I see it in her eyes when I mention you. Anyways…Tyler isn’t the right one for her. My senses tell me he isn’t that innocent as he shows…“ She made a little disgusting look, wrinkling her nose.
„Okay okay and what should I do in your opinion?“ You gave in, trying wouldn’t hurt you, there is nothing to lose anyways. „Well!“ Enid stood up, walking over to your closet and opening it…rude.
„First of all don’t wear that white thing. Wednesday doesn’t either and as you see I am also not fully following the dress code. Wear something that she would like seeing on you! How about that?“ She picked out a long coat that looked perfectly for a gothic ball. „And maybe something dark underneath? A dark tight shirt maybe? Dark pants…oh and I bet you have dark boots that will fit as well!“ She mentioned with such a wide grin, you couldn’t say no.
„Ah…fine I will try to impress with my dark style. If the headmistress will kick me out because of my dressing it’s your fault.“ You gave her a serious look but a second after both of you laughed.
Later you made it to the ball, your outfit did catch some peoples eyes who weren’t distracted with dancing but you were only searching for one person that’s also wearing black and it didn’t take you long to spot her. You saw her dancing with Tyler which made your stomach twist but you know calmness will be the key, keeping yourself distracted by getting a drink, talking to some classmates.
You lost track of her during trying to distract yourself so you decided to get to a more less crowded place and to your luck you saw Wednesday sitting with Bianca in exactly the soot you wanted to go, both of them looking at you, Wednesday eyeing you from head to toe while Bianca stared at you with wide eyes, not expecting you to pick that kind of outfit. „Woah. Someone looks really fitting to you.“ Bianca told Wednesday but she only gave her an unimpressed look. „She just has a better taste in clothing like anyone else in here.“
You try not to smile too much at hearing Wednesday’s comment about your choice of clothing as you walk towards them. „Can I sit with you?“ You ask, Bianca standing up instantly as if she got stung by a bee. „I wanted to go anyways, have fun freaks.“
With her leaving, you decide to sit down next to Wednesday, close enough for you to talk but far enough to have enough space between you so she felt comfortable, knowing she needed her space. „Did I interrupt something?“ You ask her and she looked away as if she suddenly got a little bit nervous around you. „No. Just a boring talk with queen bee.“ She mentioned with her usual monotone voice, making you chuckle a little at the nickname she gave Bianca.
„Queen Bee huh? Whatever…you look very beautiful. That dress suits you.“ You eyed her.
„Thanks. Your style is very pleasant to look at as well.“ Even if it sounded like she was unimpressed, it was a compliment and she didn’t give compliments that easily.
„I do like that better than the actual dress code. I see you went with your favorite as well.“ You are still eyeing her and you knew she could feel your gaze burn into her. When she turned to face you, you saw a little spark in her eyes. „I didn’t think you would actually come.“
Her words made you frown, why would she think that? Did she know?
„Sorry about Thing. It was his stupid idea and I couldn’t say no. I got your note. There just happened some events that made…me not answer it.“ It kind of hurt you to know she got your note where you asked her if she wanted to go with you and didn’t respond but on the other hand she was apologizing which made you feel relieved as well.
„Oh? I thought you ignored it and put it into the trash can.“ You said with a chuckle to hide away your disappointment.
„Listen. I went with Tyler to thank him for his help, platonically.“ She went on to explain herself and it was kind of cute. Her serious gaze couldn’t hide the fact that she felt bad for ignoring you.
„Well…now I can’t see your date anymore. Do you maybe wanna dance with me?“ You finally asked, not wanting to waste another chance to be with Wednesday and her answer surprised you even more. „Sure. I don’t do this stuff, physical touch isn’t my style but we can.“
That’s true. She danced with Tyler but didn’t really touch him, didn’t really get physical with each other. You expected another excuse but her actually saying yes surprised you. Enid wasn’t lying, Wednesday did like you.
„Well then.“ You stood up, reaching out for her and that’s when her hand reached for yours, her skin was cold but softer than you thought.
It felt like everyone else wasn’t existing around you as you danced together, being close together, her hand resting on your shoulder while yours on her waist. You ignored everyone elses stares and mumbling.
„Wow they look like a dark gothic couple. I am sorry dude. I lost her too.“ Xavier said to Tyler and you could hear it, loving every bit of it. Everyone thought that you fit perfectly together. Alone the view was saying a lot, you are the first one Wednesday touched without feeling disgust or uncomfortable.
The way her dark eyes looked into yours, your gaze moving just for a moment tonher dark painted lips and then back into her eyes again. She noticed but she didn’t do anything about it, yet.
Suddenly you felt something dripping onto you, it felt like rain but of course it wasn’t possible since you were in a building. Then you saw it was blood that dripped onto you. A prank that made everyone around you run and scream in panic except Wednesday, she stood close to you as she looked up with a smile, clearly enjoying this kind of prank.
She moved her finger to her mouth, sucking on it and her grin only grew as she noticed it was real blood. „They really put everything into that prank, I like it.“
Wednesday liked everything dark, even a joke like this one and that’s why you loved her, you loved her craziness and that she was just unique. You looked at her with a smile, your eyes telling her how much you adore her and she looked at you with the same intense gaze. „Still here?“ She squeezed your shoulder, making you get back to reality. „Sure why not? Isn’t this scenery perfect for us?“ You dared to say and she seemed to be satisfied with your answer. „Let’s make it more perfect.“
You wanted to answer but you felt her arms snaking around your neck, making you cup her cheeks and kiss her instead. After all, actions say more than any words could, the iron taste of the blood not making you feel uncomfortable or back off. You loved exactly this kind of craziness.
Everyone else was out now, it was only you and Wednesday left in that building.
In this moment you already lost yourselves into a heated kiss, humming softly as her tongue moved along your lips, asking for entrance and you let her in, letting her tongue explore your mouth as your hands moved down along her body until you reach for the fabric of her panties, feeling her excitement. She was already wet from just making out.
„Look whos needy…“ You had to tease her, making her bite down on your lower lip to make you gasp in return. „Shut up and touch me.“
Hearing those words from her incredibly turned you on, your hand slipping underneath her panties to find her wet needy cunt, rubbing her wet folds and giving her clit also some attention as you circled it and rubbed it, gaining a soft little moan from her.
You kept kissing her, muffling her moans as you went further and slipped your finger inside, rubbing her from inside, hitting her sweet spot, her hips moving in rhythm with you, knowing she wanted more so you added another finger, pumping them faster inside of her and curling them to rub her sweet spot more, knowing she was close when you felt her walls clench on you.
„G-God…fuck…“ She cursed under her breath, throwing her head back which gave you perfect access to her neck, kissing her there without caring about the iron taste, sucking and licking on her sensitive skin on her neck, the sensation of it only making her feel more closer to her climax. You felt it so you moved a bit faster inside of her until she cried out your name, her nails digging painfully deep into your shoulders, clenching so much on your fingers.
You kept her close, helping her ride out her orgasm by slowly moving your fingers and then bring them to your own mouth, licking them clean. The taste of her on them was addicting.
There was definitely a blush on her cheeks even though she would never admit it, panting softly as she gazed at you, hands still on you for support.
„No word to anyone…I never made those sounds…“ She mumbled and you just smirked at her. „Sure.“