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It was a normal Sunday night, his father was working late, and Tyler had happily invited Wednesday over to cuddle and watch movies. Or as close to cuddling as he could get. It took her a while to get comfortable and actually start cuddling. She insisted it was because her back ached and she wanted to lay down, not because she wanted to snuggle.
Wednesday Addams never cuddles.
Of course, in a matter of minutes, she was curled up on his chest, insisting she was just a bit chilly and that his body provided the needed warmth.
As the classic Toreador March played as they watched a new movie on their streaming service. Tyler had loved the games and insisted Wednesday watch it, telling her it was about a murderer and possessed animatronics. Which she surprisingly agreed to.
A huge grin spread across his face as they watched the climax of the movie. "So, did you like it?"
Wednesday nods slowly. "Surprising not as bad as I thought it would be. Wish there was more blood."
Tyler hums, holding her close. "Told you that you'd like it." He teases her, peppering soft kisses against her face.
"Is that all we're doing tonight? I thought we were going to discuss our sex life?"
Tyler scratches the back of his neck. "Yeah, coming to my work and demanding I hunt you down.. was hot, but I could've been fired if I hadn't deleted the footage." He mutters, looking at her, trying to look stern and serious but instead bursting into laughter.
"Would've given my boss quite the shock, though.."
Wednesday slips out of his grasp and climbs up into his lap, watching as he sits up to wrap his around her waist.
"Enid and her friends called our love life boring. More specifically, our sexual life. They all had..." She looks away from his gaze. "Interesting stories."
One of his hands moves to slide underneath her chin and tilts her gaze toward his. "Wednesday. Our love life isn't boring. Hunting you through the woods. Definitely needs to be a regular occurrence." Her gaze never meets his even as he tilts her face toward him.
Tyler leans in to kiss her nose. "Wendy..." His pout turns to a smile. "Did you.. like any of their.. stories?" He whispers, his throat rumbles in a soft growl.
Her big brown eyes finally meet his gaze. "Yes. I liked a few."
Tyler hums happily as he leans his forehead against hers. "So we should talk about things we want to try in bed. That's the next step." He lets out a soft sigh, his eyebrows furrowed in worry.
"Wednesday is the only reason I never pushed for more is because I wanted to make sure you're ready for that. It took me months just for you to hold my hand in public. And that's when you want to." His hand on her jaw moves to slide down her neck and to her arm.
Wednesday huffs, her eyes darting away from his. "That's not true..." She mumbles stubbornly.
Tyler chuckles softly, his chest rumbling at the force of his laughter. "Wendy. It is. I can't even call you pet names in public." He keeps his gaze on hers intently, his forehead softly pressed against hers, his arms around her waist, successfully trapping her.
Wednesday scoffs, her frown turning to a scowl. "Fine. If you say so."
Tyler can't help but laugh, his shoulders shaking as he can't hold in his laughter.
"Okay, so back to the task at hand. What were you interested in? And then I'll tell you mine."
Wednesday's gaze never meets his, looking down at his chest. "Yoko and Divina like to mark each other. I'd like to try that." She states, her eyebrows furrowing as if she's thinking it through.
"I know you like my Nevermore uniform. But I'd like to have you in your Weathervane uniform."
Tyler smiles and nods against her forehead, pressing a soft kiss against her nose and both cheeks. "Keep going, love."
Wednesday huffs. "You tell me one now. I can't be the only one." She orders, her voice wavers slightly, her cheeks tinted pink.
"Well. Ajax told me a while back that him and Enid were going to try anal."
"On him?"
Tyler shakes his head. "No, but he said he'd like to try that with Enid if she wanted. He was just a bit curious."
Wednesday nods. "Do you..?" She trails.
Tyler shakes his head quickly. "No, no, that's my sacred place." He tries to joke, but of course, she thinks he's serious.
Wednesday tilts her head. "What?"
Tyler clears his throat, "No. I don't want to try that. Even though I trust you, Wendy. I just don't think I'd be into it. But I was hoping.. I could.."
"Do it to me?"
Tyler nods slowly, a shameful look overtaking his features as he looks away. "I just.. like having the thought of.." A mix between a growl and a grunt leaves his throat, closing his eyes as he explains. "I like having the thought of claiming you.. everywhere." He opens his eyes to stare into hers, his hazel eyes flickering yellow.
A shiver runs down her spine at the thought.
"But we'll need a safe word.. if you want to do it, that is."
Wednesday nods slowly. "I'd like to. The word can be.." She hums softly.
"Orange."
"Why orange?"
Tyler shrugged. "I don't know. It's just something you wouldn't normally say in bed." He explains simply with a shrug.
Tyler smile grows into a wicked grin, rutting up against her core. "Speaking of things we like.. We tend to be.. very possessive with each other. I love making you mine. In any and every way possible."
Wednesday squeezes her thighs together on top of his lap, feeling his cock swelling in his boxers beneath her.
"And I think, my pretty little raven. That you like being dominated by an equal. Because anyone else, you would've gutted by now." He growls out, his voice coming out deeper and guttural.
"You like to be hunted, forced to become prey for a monster that'll fuck you until you can't breathe." His voice snarls beneath each passing word.
She bites at her bottom lip, her teeth digging into the flesh hard enough to almost draw blood.
"For a beast that'll use you and breed you until your covered in his cum.. in his scent. Until everyone knows who you belong to."
She shutters on top of him, her panties soaked as she lightly begins to rub her core against his hard length.
Wednesday's hands grip on his shoulders. "Fuck this conversation can wait for later. I need you, Tyler, please."
A soft, pleased growl leaves his throat as he flips her onto her back. "I'm going to fuck you're sweet plush ass. Now, on your hands and knees."
Wednesday quickly moves to slip her shorts and panties down her legs as she gets on her hands and knees for him, soft pants of air leaving her throat as she spreads her legs to give him a nice view, wiggling her ass a bit as she waits.
A strangled groan leaves his throat as she slips his boxers down his legs, moving behind her to slip his fingers into her soaked entrance, making sure to coat his fingers in her juices before pulling them back out and trailing them up to her tight ring of muscle.
Heavy huffs of air leave his throat as he forces himself to slow down. "Are you sure you want this Wednesday?" He whispers softly.
"Yes. Fuck. Tyler, please." She whimpers softly. "Don't go soft on me now." She hums, wiggling her ass at him.
Tyler groans softly, slowly pushing his index finger into her ass, making sure to let her get used to the intrusion before adding a second.
Soft whimpering moans leave her throat as she gets used to the strange feeling.
A soft yelp leaves her throat as he adds another finger, using both fingers to spread her open for what's to come.
Tyler slides his fingers out and moves to grab the baby oil in his drawer, one he used on lonely nights when she wasn't with him.
He lathers his fingers in the oil, moving to dribble a bit onto the cleft of her ass, before pushing his index and middle finger back into the tight ring of muscle.
He slowly begins a slow pace, making sure to spread his fingers to try and open her up. "Relax, sweetheart." He coos softly. "I'll take good care of you." His other hand moves to rub her clit, pushing his fingers into her cunt as his thumb rubs against her nub.
After a little bit of adjusting, wincing softly between her loud moans at the slight pain, she begins to push back against his fingers. "Fuck me Tyler." She whines.
Tyler pulls his fingers out of her anus, sitting up to line his hard cock with her plush ass, the hand once inside the tight ring of muscle now gripping her ass cheek, keeping her spread wide for him as he watched his cock slowly disappear into her ass.
Tyler kept his pace with the fingers inside her cunt, making sure to rub her clit as he pushed slowly into her, wanting to make sure she felt as much pleasure as possible.
Loud panting, moans leave Wednesday's throat as she lays her head against his mattress, the creaking almost covering the sound of his grunts and the slap of his balls against her cunt as he finally sits fully inside of her. "Holy fuck Wednesday. You're so tight. So fucking tight." He moans out loudly.
Patiently, he sits, letting her adjust to his size. Until he hears her inhale deeply. "You can go." A soft moan leaving her throat as he immediately begins a slow pace, pulling his cock slowly out until its just the head, before sinking carefully back into her.
Quickly, their pace quickens as they both give in to the pleasure, Tyler keeps his rough pace with his fingers in her cunt as his other hand moves to keep himself up as his hips smack into her with every harsh thrust.
"Fuck I don't know if I can last, you're so tight." He grunts out, keeping up a fast pace as he flicks her clit in time with his thrusts.
Her cunt and ass both clench around him as her orgasm hits her like a train, her cries being muffled into the mattress as he continues his harsh thrusts and flicks against her clit.
"Such a good girl, letting a beast claim every inch of your perfect little body." He groans, his voice becoming gravelly and strained.
The bed creaked beneath them at the force of his thrusts, her screams muffled into the plush blanket as he moaned out into the empty room. With one final thrust, he came deep inside her tight ass, wave after wave he filled her. Not wanting it to escape, Tyler slowly eased her onto her side, holding her close to his chest as he stayed buried inside her.
A slow rumbling snarl leaves his throat. "Look at you, so fucked out." He pants softly, rubbing his hand against her stomach, his gaze flickering to her face, making sure she was okay.
She was still catching her breath, her body clenching around his intruding cock. She hums, nuzzling back into him as he pulls the blankets over their bodies.
Tyler hums softly. "This conversation isn't over Wendy." He whispers, rubbing his hands over the smooth skin of her back.
But she was already drifting to sleep. "I'll draw you a nice bath when we wake up." He promises, kissing her neck softly before he pulls her close to his chest, shoving his face into the soft skin of her neck.