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Wednesday held Enid’s hand as she laughed out loud. She noticed that whenever Enid laughed, she would grip Wednesday’s hand harder. Wednesday found it comforting and enjoyed holding Enid’s hand. Strangely, it made her feel even more alive and comforted her, knowing Enid was alive. Enid and Yoko, always a dynamic duo, were engaged in one of their trademark humorous exchanges. The topic? None other than Ajax's infamous slip-on potion, a moment that had the entire class in stitches.
“All I’m saying is I would love to see Wednesday oiled up,” Enid threw her hands up in defense. Wednesday turned to look at her in curiosity. Oiled up? What does that mean?
“What does that mean, dear?” Wednesday spoke up, interrupting the two. She watched as the blood rush into Enid’s face.
“Oh, um—it just means—like,” she said, gesturing with her hand, “like you know.”
Yoko burst out laughing, almost falling off her chair.
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After investigating, Wednesday found out what ‘Oiled up’ meant. She wasn’t opposed to the idea; in fact, she quite liked it. After further investigation and a trip to Jericho, Wednesday purchased a bottle of massage oil, a unique blend of lavender and almond oil. The bottle advertised that the euphoric essential oils would naturally boost libido through relaxation of the muscles, tension reduction, and increased circulation. Basically, it was a natural aphrodisiac. Wednesday was excited, to say the least. She decided to cut her last class to prepare.
Wednesday, she stripped and sat on the bed. She rubbed some of the oil in her palms over her hands, then her legs, stomach, and the rest of her body. She adjusted herself so that she could lay on the bed. She was already hard, and she wasn’t sure if she should wait for Enid or not. There were about fifteen minutes left of class. Wednesday wasn’t sure if she could wait that long. Slowly she reached down to wrap her hand around her hard cock and slowly pumped. She couldn’t help but think of Enid as her hand moved up and down. She used her other hand to play with her nipple, causing her to whimper.
“E-Enid,” She whimpered. She couldn’t wait till Enid arrived. She thought of all the times Enid would touch her; sometimes, it was slow and soft, and other times it was rough and desperate. Before Wednesday knew it, her hand was moving at an unrelenting pace. Her breath picked up. She was writhing uncontrollably, desperately wanting to cum. “Enid, hurry,” She whispered. And just like a prayer, the door opened.
“Hey Willa– WOAH,” Enid looked up, her jaw immediately on the floor.
“What going on– hey–,” Enid shoved Yoko out the door before she could see anything and locked the door.
“Sorry, talk to you later,” Enid shouted before quickly walking towards Wednesday. She took in the raven’s shiny body. She was practically glowing, and she smelled so good. “Wednesday,” Enid whispered.
“Enid,” Wednesday choked out. Her hand hadn’t stopped moving since Enid arrived. “I need you,” She whimpered.
“I know, baby, I know,” Enid cooed, rubbing Wednesday's stomach. “You haven’t cum yet, have you?”
“No,” Wednesday gasped, “I’m close, though.”
“Good, now stop,” Enid demanded. Wednesday reluctantly took her hand off her cock with a whimper. Her tip was burning red. She wanted to whine and protest, but she figured that Enid would begin to touch her. “Turn around on your stomach.”
Wednesday wanted to question her, but she figured it would be better if she didn’t. The more she complied, the faster she’d get to cum. So she turned around, flipping herself to lie on her stomach. She felt Enid kneel on the bed to get on and then straddle her lower back.
“I’m going to give you a massage until you’re relaxed. Where’s the oil?” Enid asked. Wednesday pointed to the drawer to her side. Enid picked it up and poured a generous amount into her palms.
Enid slowly and carefully made her way up Wednesday’s back, rubbing occasionally. She poured some more of the warm oil into her hands. Rubbing it between her palms, she started at Wednesday's shoulders and slowly massaged her shoulders and neck. Enid took her time, working out the tension and knots, and she felt the raven begin to relax. She loved the feel of her skin under her hands, the way her muscles rippled when she touched her. And it made her feel good to give her this attention simply.
Enid continued working her way down Wednesday’s back, shifting down her small frame as she went, adding more oil as she needed, and working the tension in and out. She gazed up to her face and smiled softly to herself. Wednesday's eyes were closed, her breathing steady and deep in relaxation, but she knew she wasn't asleep. Enid got down to her behind, and her smile widened. She resisted the temptation to lay a kiss on her tight ass because she knew a kiss would turn into a gentle nip, and things would go from there. That was not what this was about. Not right now. It was simply about showing her how much she meant to her in all ways. Because Wednesday went out of her way to do her research and do something she knew Enid would love. So, instead, she let her fingers rub and massage her muscles behind before moving lower to do her thighs and calves.
“How are you, baby?” Enid asked softly, still kneading Wednesday’s skin.
“I’m– I’m well,” Wednesday groaned. This felt amazing, but Wednesday was still hard, and Enid was desperate to touch her. Luckily, Enid picked up on it, so she flipped Wednesday around and ran her hands along her toned stomach.
“You’re so sexy, baby,” Enid leaned down to whisper. She was now straddling her stomach. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to touch me,” Wednesday whimpered.
“I already am touching you,” Enid punctuated her words by kneading at Wednesday’s breast, causing the girl to moan.
“Not like that,” Wednesday gasped.
“I see,” Enid said. She touched her chin, pretending to contemplate what to do. Instead of saying anything, she quickly discarded her clothes and sat down on Wednesday. She lined Wednesday’s cock with her clit and slowly began to move her hips. She pressed down to add more pressure, causing both of them to moan out loud.
“Enid?” Wednesday called for her. Enid hummed as she continued her movements of grinding against Wednesday’s cock. “Can you kiss me?”
Enid smiled brightly, “Of course, baby,”
Enid leaned down to capture Wednesday’s lip in between her own. Their hips moved together as they continued their grind. Wednesday was panting in between kisses, struggling to keep up.
“E-Enid–,” She whimpered. Enid groaned in response as she felt herself get closer. Her clit was rubbing against Wednesday’s cock so perfectly.
“Willa,” Enid moaned. With that, Wednesday was coming. If there was one thing she loved more than Enid touching her, it was her voice.
Wednesday gasped as she came. She exploded all over her stomach and Enid’s. Even though Wednesday came, Enid didn’t stop her movement. In fact, she sped up. Wednesday was a whimpering mess due to accidentally edging herself and Enid overstimulating her. It was no wonder she came quickly for the second time.
“Wednesday— YES,” Enid came, slowing down her movements. She collapsed onto Wednesday, and Wednesday immediately wrapped her hands around the blonde. They lay there catching their breaths until they slowly kissed.
“Thank you, Wednesday,” Enid broke the kiss to speak.
“De nada mi amor,” Wednesday kissed her cheek.