Smuts (ft. Female Artists I Wanna Make Babies With 🥺💦)

Stress Relief (W.A./ You G!P)

*Also from my MotW book. In this one, you two just finished torturing your bullies for the day, but one of them spooked you and Wednesday agrees that you two have some stress to relieve.
*other notes: the dagger is Crackstone's. Knife play is involved

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Once we get in the car, I whip out my pen a take a few much needed puffs. She brings the car to life then looks in my direction.

"I refuse to deal with any more bullshit for the rest of the year," I say seriously, passing it her way when she held out her hand. "We'll have everything together by then," she replies, hitting in deeply.

I raise an eyebrow, expecting her to cough a lung, since I know I do, but she just kept eye contact. Then that familiar glint appeared.

Don't look at me like that. It's gonna get you in trouble. I half joke. She hits it again then brought me in for what I thought was a kiss.

She blows the smoke into my mouth, sharing her high with me. I take the liberty to lock our lips, earning a noise that got my soldier's attention.

It heats up quickly and soon, she was about to cross the console. I push her back into her seat, getting a bit of resistance. "Let's get home then we can continue," I say in an unintentionally low voice.

She tosses my pen to me before pulling off like a fucking maniac.

Damn, she want it that bad? Wait, I almost forgot  how she turns into a sort of succubus whenever she's high. But I could tell she planned it the moment I held the knife to her throat.

In less than ten minutes, I got her pressed against my bedroom door, attacking her lips. She suddenly jumps on me koala style while still kissing me.

"May I ask... what's gotten... into you?" I ask in between kisses. She moves her lips to my jaw then to my neck before speaking into my ear. "It better be you in a few minutes."

I laugh when she nips my ear, "It's like that, huh?"

"It's something about your aggression that entices me," she says as I carry her over to my bed.

"That right?" I ask before dropping her on it roughly. She smirks up at me, sitting up on elbows. I take the dagger from my hoodie pocket and set in on the bed next to her.

She picks it up and pokes the top of her finger with it, eyes on mine.

I wanna know what's going on in her mind, but I also wanna be surprised.

I strip down to my black tank and bulging briefs then held my hand out. She gives me this challenging glare and I send one back, letting her know I ain't backing down.

Eventually, she gives it to me; she gonna get some act right real soon.

I held the dagger by my head, waving it a bit, "Let's put this to good use, yeah?" She raises an eyebrow, "How so?" Her voice full of dark lust.

I start the stripping process by pulling her pants off and tossing them in a random direction. I then get between her legs and drag the blade over the middle of her shirt.

"Are you attached to anything you're wearing?"

She shakes her head and I smirk before putting a big enough hole into the black fabric before ripping it open with my hands. I bite my lip when I see the lace set she has on.

And the bra clips in the front. With that, I drop the dagger on the floor loudly, earning curious eyes.

"I won't need that for this," I say before leaning in to kiss her neck. I feel her rest her legs on the back of mine when my hands trailed up her sides.