she would never smile at cupcakes… but she might at this stand. 🖤🕷️
wednesday addams probably thinks dessert tables are a waste of time.
but make it black, gothic, and just a little creepy?
she might hang around… long enough to grab a cupcake.
three tiers of pure darkness — perfect for birthdays, halloween, or just a tuesday when you’re feeling particularly morbid. 🦇
As Wednesday returns from yet another one of her late-night excursions, she slips into the room like a shadow she, careful not to make a sound. , silent, deliberate, unseen by anyone but the walls.
She’s halfway to her desk before she notices you.
You’re curled on your side in bed, blanket rucked up around your hips, arms wrapped tightly around a soft pillow. Your face is relaxed, lips parted, hair a sleepy mess against the sheets.
Wednesday stops.
For a moment, she simply stares at the pillow.
It’s ridiculous, really, that a lump of stuffing and fabric should be given the honour of being held so tightly. Of being the thing you reach for in her absence. Something ugly and hot twists under her ribs.
She crosses the room in a few precise steps and unceremoniously tugs the pillow out of your arms.
You groan in protest, clutching at empty air, eyes still shut.
“You look so sleepy,” Wednesday says, studying your face like it’s evidence. Her hand slides down the length of the blanket until it finds your waist, resting there with quiet possession.
"But I think that I have something that will wake you up."
With a flick of her wrist, she produces a large hunting knife and tracing the cool metal along your collarbone, under your t-shirt leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. She leans in, kissing you deeply, her tongue exploring your mouth with a knowing expertise. You begin to feel her other hand slowly sliding down to your inner thigh.
"What do you say? Are you going to lie there like a corpse or be a good girl and wake up for me?" she smirks and climbs on to the bed beside you clearly already knowing the answer.
Your eyes remain closed but you groan and squirm into her touch, enjoying the sensations from the sharp knife as well as her soft cold fingertips. You turn on your side towards the dark haired girl and groan a little, playfully snapping and trapping her hand between your thighs.
Wednesday stills, then lets out a low hum.
“Mmm,” she says, amusement curling at the edge of her words.
“It seems you’re more awake than you look.” she says, trailing the tip of the knife down your stomach and watching as your body shivers in anticipation.
She leans in and whispers softly in your ear, "But first, we need to get you out of these clothes.
Her eyes glitter in the dim light as she studies you, your flushed cheeks, your slow smile, your stubbornly closed eyes.
“How attached are you to that, t-shirt?” she asks lifting the fabric up with her knife to inspect it.
“Uhmm..it’s just an old bed t-shirt?” You say propping yourself up on to your elbows looking up into her dark gaze.
With that, she begins to slowly start cutting your oversized shirt with her knife, revealing your bare skin inch by inch.
Once your shirt is off, she straddles you and brings the knife to your chest, tracing patterns along your skin, leaving light red marks in place.
"You know how much i love to play with you, don't you?" she says with a smirk, before leaning down to kiss and bite at your neck.
Her free hand starts to trail down your body, teasingly slow as she makes her way towards your panties.
"Let's see how much you can take" She says, before sliding the knife under the elastic of your panties and letting it go with a snap.
You gasp at the contact and buck your hips hissing at the sting against your sensitive skin.
She looks at you her eyes predatory and chuckles softly watching you arch your back into her touch.
"You're so eager" she smirks down at you, before sliding a finger under the elastic of your panties, this time running her fingers through your folds lightly.
"But patience is a virtue, and I want to savor every moment," she murmurs, running the knife over your chest before leaning down to bite at your nipple and suck it into her mouth throwing the knife to one side.
"Mmm, you feel so good," she moans softly, her breath hot against your skin as she continues to move her hands through your slickness with an expert touch.
She almost winces when she feels how wet you are, taking a breath, to compose herself. You don’t need to look down to know there’s a semi-hard bulge beginning to form in her pants.
"But I think you’re still a little too tired to play," she says, before beginning to pull away, a wicked gleam in her eye.
You groan at the loss of her touch and grab her hand before it moves away entirely, looking into her eyes with desperation as you whisper. “P-Please don’t stop, i need your touch…please touch me.”
She smirks at your desperate plea and leans down to kiss you deeply, her fingers moving back to your swollen clit. "That's a good girl," she says, breaking the kiss and watching as you pant and writhe against her, her touch not faltering against your aching centre. "But I want to hear you say it louder.“
She watches you intently waiting for an answer, but when she doesn’t get one she decides to push further, dropping her fingers to circle your sopping wet hole teasing it lightly as your face contorts in pleasure.
"Come on... tell me how badly you want it," she says, her hand movements become hard, fast and tight against you building up an inferno within you.
“Fuckk…I want it so badly, please don't stop.” you all but scream, but it doesn’t help because she takes her hand away again, moving to stand at the side of the bed.
You can’t help but whine dropping your full weight flat to the bed as you roll over on to your stomach, kicking your legs as you moan and squirm in agony. You were so close.
She strokes your hair gently. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." Her expression is momentarily soft, but it quickly shifts back to her signature mischievous grin, a glint of wickedness returning to her eyes.
"I want you to get on all fours for me, mi perdición," she says, her voice low and commanding as she watches you with a predatory gaze. "And I want you to show me just how much you crave my touch. I want you to show me just how bad you want it," she continues, before reaching for the knife and tracing it along your spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
As you get on all fours, your stomach flutters with arousal as you feel her move behind you, her now fully hard bulge pressed against your ass as she puts her hands on your hips.
You decide to have a little fun as you drop down lower putting your head to the bed, and your arms out in front of you as you raise your ass to fully present yourself to her, to fully submit and hopefully show her how much you want it.
“Like this? You want me all spread out for you like this?” You say playfully waggling your ass up in the air.
You gasp as she ends your teasing short by grabbing slapping your ass hard.
"Mmm, yes, that’s it" her voice is low and sultry as she runs the knife over your ass cheek and down in between your thighs, “Don’t move” she says sternly before lightly grazing the knife over your pussy. Your breathing hitches, careful not to move a muscle.
"You look so fucking hot like this, all spread out and desperate for me," she continues, before leaning down, placing her hands on either side of your head, to bite at your neck and suck on your pulse point leaving an angry red mark.
You watch her through the reflection of the knife beside your head as she leans back up to bite at your earlobe and whisper, "Now beg for me, my little slut. Beg for me to take you."
As she speaks to you in a degrading tone, you find yourself biting your lip in both pleasure and shame. All you want to do in this moment is to surrender to her completely, to give in to her every whim and desire.
“Fuck me….Wednesday. I want you to take me so bad. I want to feel you. All of you. I’m so ready…please.” You wince and pant the words out, her teeth biting down on your shoulder with each word you utter and distracting you.
She pulls back and looks down at you “Good girl” she says before slapping your ass and sliding her fingers in to you without warning, causing you to gasp loudly. Her other hand with the knife resting on the top of your ass to hold you in place.
"Mmm, you're so wet for me," she says, her voice husky with desire as she feels you clench around her fingers. “So wet…and so tight. All for me.” she chuckles slapping your cheek again but harder making you whimper a little.
"But I want to get you even wetter.” She says, before adding another finger and thrusting them inside of you. “I want to make you cum so hard you see stars, mi perdición"
She throws the knife to one side and leans down to your ear again, spare hand now caressing your chest and rolling your nipples between her fingers.
“See..all you had to do was ask”. She scoffs “Well…beg” she plunges her fingers in harder, “and I’ll happily oblige” her breath is hot against your skin.
"You're mine to control, to use as I please. And right now, I want to hear you beg for release." her voice low and commanding as she continues to finger you with increasing speed and intensity.
You nod and bounce feeling your orgasm build and get closer and closer with each thrust from her magical fingers, but it’s not enough.
“I…I want to feel your cock inside of me…please…I need it. I want to cum around it. PLEASE”
She smirks at your desperate plea and slowly slides her fingers out of you so that she can pull her cock out of her pants, her other hand remaining tightly on your hip.
"Mmm, you're so needy for me. You’re so wet, you’re dripping" she says, her voice low and sultry as she positions herself behind you. "But I don’t think you’re quite needy enough" she says, before running the tip of her cock along your slick folds, teasing you with its size and girth.
She starts to rub her cock against your clit, feeling the slickness of your arousal coating her and she can’t help but moan lightly. "Tell me how badly you want me inside of you," she says, her voice growing louder a little with irritation at your lack of reply.
You can’t seem to find the words, you try but they don’t come, instead you whimper to show that you’re still there…barely.
She leans down to bite at your earlobe and whisper softly in your ear, "Beg for it like the little slut you are. Beg for me to fuck you until you can't take it anymore."
You moan loudly as she teases your clit with her hard cock and you can’t help but buck your hips on top of it trying to build up pleasure from the feeling
“I…I….please” you realise you can barely talk, and it comes out as a whisper, you’re so needy and so desperate for her you’re consumed by it.
You know it’s not going to be enough so you clear your throat and try again “Please fuck me, I want you to fuck me so badly. I need it. I’m begging you… please” your eyes begin to well up with tears at your growing anticipation.
You feel her cock twitch against you at the sound of your desperate plea, and she pulls back slightly and slowly pushes her cock inside of you, inch by inch until she’s buried to the hilt.
"Mmm, that's it, that’s my good girl," she says, her voice low and sultry as she starts to move inside of you with slow, deliberate strokes. "You feel so fucking good around me," she murmurs, before leaning down to bite at your neck and suck on the sensitive skin.
She picks up the pace, her hips slamming into yours with increasing speed and intensity. "That's it, take it all," she growls, her voice low and commanding as she uses you for her own pleasure. Her hands wrapping around your waist back pressed against yours, as she leans on top of you rutting her hips above you, her lips next to your ear.
"You're mine to use…” *thrust* “and abuse…” *thrust* “to pleasure” *thrust* “and punish as I see fit.” she leans forward slightly grab your hands from in front of your head and holds them together behind your back, pulling you upwards, lifting your head and chest away from the bed and on to her cock with vigorous force.
“And right now, I want you to cum for me, my little slut," she continues to fuck you hard and fast.
"Show me how much you want it. Show me how much you need to cum for me," she says, her voice becoming more insistent as she feels her own release starting to build.
You can feel your body tensing up, on the brink of orgasm, as she starts to move inside of you with even more intensity, her hips slamming into yours with a loud slapping sound, hitting that perfect spot inside of you just right.
You speak but it comes out in broke breaths “i’m so close…p-please… don’t stop. want to…come for you. need to…come for you”
"That's it," she says, her voice low and commanding as she reaches down to rub your clit with her fingers, rubbing up and down the sensitive bud in a circular motion. "Come for me, my little slut. Let go and come for me," she says, her own arousal building to a fever pitch.
As you start to come undone, your pussy clenches violently around her cock, and she lets out a loud groan as she feels her own release building and spreading through her body.
"Fuck, you feel so good around me" she growls, before starting to move even faster, chasing her own release.
"Cum with me," she says, before finally letting go and cumming deep inside of you, her body shuddering with pleasure as she fills you up with her hot, sticky release. It feels like
Once you’re both spent, she collapses on top of you, her breath coming in short gasps as she tries to catch her breath. "Mmm, that was good," she says, before leaning down to kiss you on the forehead. "But we're not done yet,I have a few more things in mind for us to try."
