Hot Lips

'Oh Em Squeeee!!!' was the only thought that entered the mind of the normally cheerful roommate of Wednesday Addams. Just when she found herself at her lowest point, she was able to witness something that made more sense than anything ever had. A simply kiss. A simple romantic kiss between two very hot people that made her gradually chilling heart light on fire, once again.

Enid had never been one for subtlety. She had marched forward through life keeping her head high, and her smile wide, no matter what happened in her life.

However, she had to admit that being stood up had left her with a feeling of anger that was rarely able to be produced by another that didn't involve her mother and lectures on her failure to take on her full werewolf transformation...though, those events may have been more sadness inducing than anger. She was no longer sure which took the forefront.

Perhaps, that's why she felt so drawn to her roommate? No matter what she was doing or who she was with, in the back of her mind, she could not help the small voice that told her that she was being judged. That she was letting them down and herself.

Except, with Wednesday.

Never, not once, did she get the notion that Wednesday would or even could judge her for her inability to fall into her pack. In fact, it might be the very opposite. As long as she stood outside of a pack, she knew that Wednesday would only give her a pat on the back...in her mind, Wednesday doesn't do touching.

Or at least she didn't!

As Enid sat there somehow juggling a million thoughts and no thoughts at all, she could not stop her eyes from drifting from Wednesday's form, to the one who she allowed to touch her.

'Fuck.' Enid's mind produced, in what would surely be the most monotoned exclamation that she would ever make, however there were some things that could humble the most energetic of individuals, and D was definitely one of those things.

He was just too gorgeous. Hair that seemed both smooth and curly, at the same impossible time. Skin that looked like the tastiest honey. Muscles bulging from under the sleeves of his shirt as he held Wednesday, threatening to split the fabric that showed that it wasn't just his chest and shoulders that were sculpted marble. And that ass. Enid took a breath. He was dripping in sex appeal. Everybody knew it, but so very few ever got to see it. She relished the moments like a treat. He was just that good looking. Even better looking than Ajax, somehow.

Though, the most important aspect of him is that he was always there. Whenever Wednesday wants him or needs him, he just showed up.

'She would never have to worry about being stood up.' Enid couldn't help the envious thought from making itself known.

Rarely did she feel jealousy. Of course, it happened from time to time, but only in moments of weakness. Usually, after she spoke to her mother. Otherwise, she could hold firm to the belief that no matter what, she would be okay. Everything would work itself out. Only in moments of profound weakness would she let her heart bleed out for the world to see. Watching her roommate kissing the most delicious looking guy, right after she was stood up, was definitely a moment of weakness...yet, it somehow also made her feel better. They just looked so good together. Wednesday with her gothic chic and D with his whole dark Prince vibe that he just seemed to exude.

'Eeeppp! They see me! Should I leave? And go where? This is my room, not the set of a very high-quality nudey video, that I definitely would not watch...not keep watching. I'd watch a little. It could be educational...and hot. Very hot. Wednesday doesn't even seem a little bit embarrassed. How does she do that? And D...he should smile more often. If I wasn't already turned on, that would do it. I should say something.....anything.'

After a relatively stretched silence of Wednesday watching Vlad and Vlad watching both Enid squirm and Wednesday watch him in a masterful display of divided attention, he decided to break the proverbial ice, and let his majestic voice flow.

Vlad leaned down and placed his cheek on Wednesday's forehead as he spoke, "I take it your date did not go well?" He asked Enid, taking pity on the poor stupefied girl. She looked so very vulnerable, yet still loud and wild. A tough combination of aspects for a wolf to pull off. So human, yet so animal. Perhaps, that is why she could not reconcile the two parts of herself into a whole. Yet, anyway. He felt she was close. Close to finding the strength within herself that she sought.

Enid had the gumption to look embarrassed...and then sad.

"He...didn't show up." She spoke, her voice low, her eyes down. So very human. A wolf would be raging long into the night for such a slight.

Vlad spread his senses, covering the entire academy. 'That is very embarrassing.' Was the first thought he had upon noting the petrified form of Ajax getting out of the shower. He thought for a moment on not telling her. Stupidity should not be rewarded with kindness, and the boy showed stupidity. However, he truly did not like to see his little wolf melancholic. She was better served making the world "bright". Wednesday could handle the gloom. Therefore, he held out his hand to her.

He could see the panic flash across her face, as she looked from the hand to her roommate and back to his face. He had the urge to bless the world with his laughter as he took in the scent of lust that burst forth from the little wolf. No doubt her imagination must be as wild and vivid as her wardrobe. He would not correct her. He simply continued to hold out his hand.

He could feel Wednesday looking between them, the questions practically rolling off of her in silent inquiries. Enid still sat, looking like she was a imagining all kinds of scenarios based on her incredibly expressive face that did nothing to hide her thoughts. Nothing suppressed, nothing hidden, nothing masked from the world. The exact opposite of his little death, whose thoughts and subtleties, only he could deduce. Though, it made sense. Wolves were not meant to suppress their instincts. Only wildness for the wolf.

"Come." He suggested/commanded, to which, she immediately complied, as she practically bounced off the bed, only to rush the first three steps and then seemed to "regather" herself and walk slowly forward. Her eyes darting from the hand to her roommate and back to the hand. She seemed incapable of looking Vlad in his eyes. He did not mind. Some sights are just too much when one is not fully in control of themselves, and he could see that her instincts were rearing their head in a most vicious way. If Wednesday was a dark, controlled desire, akin to a volcano that was active only beneath the surface, then Enid was a full-blown eruption. Everything spilling out. Funnily enough, he felt that if she simply focused on herself, in that moment, she would be able to feel her wolf in away that she never could before. More than likely achieving a transformation through sheer connection to herself, rather than with the moon acting as a trigger. It would not be as powerful as during a full moon, however it would allow for a better understanding of her wolf side. Though, that was her battle. He would not interfere.

Finally, Enid stepped before them, her chin tucked into her chest, as he held Wednesday close. Her eyes locked on his outstretched hand, the emotions flitting across her face. Wanting, uncertainty, desire, fear, excitement, resolve.

Enid reached out slowly, until finally, a trace of electricity went through her hand and down her spine, as she grabbed his hand. And then, darkness, for only the blink of an eye, until it was replaced with light.

Light that came from the ceiling. The ceiling of a bathroom.

Enid looked around. Her hand still gripped around D's larger one.

She did not know why he brought them here.

There are no beds in a bathroom. There is nothing romantic about them. Unless he wanted to shower together?! Was she ready for that? It was skipping so many steps! Even in the videos she watched on her phone, there were more steps than that. I mean, they haven't even kissed and they're already showering together! She was not sure she could handle it and based on the wide eyes of her roommate, she seemed to be thinking the same.

Enid's thoughts ran quick. She did not truly know what to feel or what to do. It was only an hour ago that she thought she was going to a make-out session with Ajax, and now she was about to shower with her roommate and her roommate's too hot to handle boyfriend. It was too much. So much she thought she might burst.

Her eyes scanned the area. Taking in what she could, despite her mind moving faster than her body could catch, seeing that they were alone. It was just them. Well, them and a statue. A statue with snakes for hair? A statue holding a shower curtain, reaching out towards a mirror. A statue that she one hundred percent recognized.

'Hold up.'

Enid's thoughts ground to a halt, as she took in the figure arrested in suspended animation. Petrified in a way completely different to her own.

She stared at the statue for a long moment. Then, she looked at D. His face didn't show it, but she was certain she could see his beautiful eyes laughing...probably at her. Definitely at her. She wanted to die. It was the only way.

She felt like she was literally about to drown in an ocean of humiliation.

How could she think that he wanted to shower with her. Of course he didn't. He was her roommates seriously hot boyfriend, not hers. No matter how much she wanted to...focus.

She looked back to Ajax's frozen form. A new emotion, guilt, began to make its presence known.

She had been so angry at him. Angrier than she had been in a long time, but it wasn't his fault. He petrified himself. She couldn't truly blame him for not showing up, could she? The towel on the sink in front of the mirror and the expression on his face certainly looked like someone who definitely did not want to petrify themselves. She had to forgive him...and yet, her hand still was firmly gripping her friends very hot boyfriend's. Not a good look.

She looked to where there hands were joined. Then, at Wednesday. Then, at her slipper covered feet. She couldn't look into his eyes again. She didn't want to be laughed at. Maybe with, but not at. Death, she could feel it reaching out from the cold void, welcoming her in a bid to escape her own mortification, however, before she could fall too deep into a shame spiral, the hand that held hers pulled her close.

Before she could react, she was pressed into the side of D's chest, his arm around her shoulders, and his hot, temperature wise, lips were on her forehead.

Fuck shame. It's a waste of time. Did she feel shame when she couldn't wolf out? Yes. Did she feel shame when she thought she was stood up a little while ago? Yes. Did she feel shame when she thought she was being laughed at? Yes. However, she was not weak. Shame is for the weak of heart and un-fabulous. She was too fashionable to feel shameful.

Enid melted into his chest.

All earlier notions swept away.

Until he pulled those hot lips back and ran his hand from her back, down her arm, and back to her hand.

She looked up at him, and sure enough. His smile makes everything seem silly. Any negative emotions she felt, burned away with the heat from his lips.

"Thanks." She said, her own smile meeting his.

She looked to Wednesday, however she was unable to figure out what was going through her head, as always. But, she wasn't worried. She knew Wednesday well enough to know that if she had a problem with anything that was happening, she would let it be known. After all, her roommate was a badass.

And just like that, they were back in their room.

"Aahhh." She let out a long shout of relief, as she stretched her back and put her arms in the air.

She felt light. Light and free.

As she should.

She wasn't stood up. She got to see an incredibly hot make-out session, even if it wasn't her own. And she even got to get a feel of the softest lips she's ever felt.

Definitely, a good day.

'Wait, why was he still petrified? How has he not been found?!'

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