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Nevermore Academy took students who wanted to gain a physical education credit on a ski trip once a year. Three days, two nights, all expenses covered. Naturally, many students jumped at the opportunity for this rare and luxurious way to fulfill their required credits. Students like Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair.
“I’m so excited to get up on the slopes,” Enid squealed and skipped towards the coach bus as Wednesday trailed behind, all black luggage in hand.
Throughout the whole bus ride, Enid couldn’t contain her excitement. She had only skied a couple times in her life, but thoroughly enjoyed the sport and was extremely grateful of the opportunity given now.
As expected due to her track record, Wednesday not only knew how to ski, but had become advanced at a young age, making this trip an incredibly easy way for her to complete necessary credits, get some practice time in, and miss regular classes.
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Wednesday took her and Enid’s ski poles and put them behind their backs as their lift raised into the air. Enid shifted around in her side of the seat with an uncomfortable, quiet whimper.
“What is it?” Wednesday looked up to see Enid’s flushed face, eyes darting away in order to avoid eye contact.
“Enid.” Enid turned back to Wednesday, and shivered slightly.
“I’m just- i’m just cold,” She wrapped her arms around herself to further accentuate the point.
Wednesday snorted. She believed that just as much as she believed Enid wasn’t checking her out every time they changed in front of each other. Speaking of…they had just come back from their hotel room, so that explained things.
Wednesday decided to have some fun with her squirming girlfriend. She inched closer to the werewolf, putting her hand on the thigh closest to her. She heard Enid inhale sharply at the action.
“If you’re cold, let me warm you up,” Wednesday smirked.
Enid opened her mouth, but couldn’t seem to get any words out.
“Staying silent…hmm…we’ll see about that…” Wednesday muttered, just loud enough for Enid to hear.
The blonde squeezed her thighs together in an attempt to alleviate the intense throbbing between her legs that had started ever since she saw her girlfriend naked a mere half hour prior. Usually when she got aroused by the goth, the two could handle things quite shortly afterwards. This trip had made that routine of theirs complicated to stick to though, as they barely had a moment alone.
The result? Her current state.
“I can tell you’re very disoriented, distracted even. You need a clear head on the slopes so you don’t make any mistakes.” Wednesday took her ski glove off, and her hand snaked its way up the taller girl’s leg, making its way to the waistband of her ski pants.
Enid’s eyes fluttered shut as she felt an uncharacteristically warm hand make contact with the skin on her stomach.
“We have approximately seven minutes up here, Enid. Are you going to be transparent with me? Or do I have to get the truth out of you in another way?”
That ‘another way’ sounded quite tempting to Enid, and she made Wednesday aware of this opinion of hers by letting out a low, quiet moan.
“Fine. I see how it is.” Wednesday looked up at Enid’s face to see a consensual nod.
She proceeded with her plan of action by slipping her hand into Enid’s pants, and tracing her fingers lightly over the covered center.
“Wednesday,” Enid whimpered.
“Shh, I’ll take care of you. I know what you want, and I know just how to give it to you.”
Warm fingers made contact with wet and needy flesh.
“Five and a half minutes left. Do you think you can come? Or will you wait until we get back to our dorm tomorrow morning?” Wednesday pressed down on the blonde’s swollen clit softly, with a teasing look in her eyes.
Enid’s heart dropped at the idea of having to wait a whole entire day to satiate her burning lust.
“I can come. Please,” She gasped desperately.
Wednesday nodded curtly, and swiped her fingers through soaked folds, eliciting a moan from her lover. The sun shone directly onto their lift, lighting up Enid’s flushed face as the psychic's fingers finally pushed into her awaiting hole.
The Addams girl expertly pumped two fingers in and out of her roommate’s dripping core, curling up every couple of thrusts in order to graze her g-spot. Enid’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her mouth hung open as she felt herself near the peak with every movement.
The peak, both figurative and literal. The lift was almost at the top of the mountain.
“Still cold? Your insides don’t feel too cold to me,” Wednesday teased as she continued fucking the werewolf.
“F-fuck mmm, Wednesday…” Enid moaned.
“That is what I’m doing, no?” Enid’s legs started shaking as she got closer and closer to her orgasm with the goth's words and experienced movements.
“Enid. We have to situate ourselves to get off soon. Can you come? Or should I stop now?”
The blonde’s eyes widened at the thought of being left high and dry; so close, yet so far.
“I can, I can, please don’t stop,” She whined, and started thrusting her hips on the long and nimble fingers that were penetrating her, riding Wednesday’s hand with erratic movements desperately.
The psychic started leaving open-mouthed kisses on her girlfriend’s partially exposed neck, and used her thumb to firmly rub her clit in circular motions.
“Fuck, yes,” Enid hissed, and threw her head back, giving Wednesday more access to her neck. The Addams girl’s fingers moved faster and her kisses on the neck turned into bites, knowing that Enid had to come very soon or else they’d be caught.
With a particularly hard thrust and press down on the clit, timed perfectly with a bite on her pulse point, the werewolf finally tipped over the edge. Wednesday felt her girlfriend’s walls flutter and then clench around her fingers as she rode her orgasm out. She slowly pulled her fingers out of her tired and shaky roommate, and sucked the wetness off of them.
“Get ready,” Wednesday put her glove back on and situated Enid’s ski pants to look normal again, eyeing the patch of wetness she hoped would dry soon; good thing the pants were darker than Enid’s normal color palette.
Enid was still basking in a post-orgasm state when they got off the lift, barely aware of her surroundings when she knocked into Bianca Barclay.
“Watch it Sinclair,” Bianca turned around and gave her a full up and down look, then glanced over at Wednesday next to her, an amused smile forming on her face.
“Don’t tell me you guys fucked up there,” She exclaimed very loudly, causing other classmates to look over.
“I swear to god you guys are like rabbits,” Bianca shook her head and skied away, not giving the couple a chance to respond.
“Wednesday,” Wednesday dropped her death glare face and turned her attention to her girlfriend.
“I can barely feel my legs, how am I going to be able to ski?” She groaned.
“Hmm, I seem to remember a certain someone getting turned on by their girlfriend and asking said girlfriend to not stop fucking her…but I’m sure you’ll figure it out. See you at the bottom,” Wednesday had the smallest smile on her face as she started skiing down expertly, leaving Enid blushing and aroused yet again.