Once she leaves the classroom, with a pale-as-a-blind teacher inside, Wednesday catches up with Enid at a brisk pace, who with her head down and tears in her eyes was being consoled by Yoko and Divina as they walked to the next classroom. Wednesday does not need to show herself or make her presence known in any way for Enid to notice her; as soon as the young Addams is just over a meter away, the wolf girl lifts her head and hints at a smile.

"Come on girls, now we have biology class, I'm sure Professor Silivieri is a force!"

Enid takes both vampire and mermaid by the arm and picks up the pace, even in Wednesday's face an expectant observer glimpses the ripple of a smile. After all, the Goth girl cannot help but think that her wolf girl, whether sad or happy, is the most beautiful creature she has ever seen.

At this thought Wednesday feels a warmth make its way into his chest.

Enid also has the same feeling as Wednesday and is not surprised when she feels someone grab her wrist and drag her away.

"Sorry girls I'll join you in the classroom!"

Yoko and her girlfriend watch as Enid is dragged away by Wednesday and an all too revealing smile widens on the wolf's face.

"Yoko..... Are they going to do what I think?"

"Yes Div and I don't want to imagine it honestly..."

The siren looks sideways at Yoko as if she had spoken complete nonsense.

"As if you didn't have a thought about Enid and especially Addams when you met her."

Yoko tilts her head and nods in assent.

"Yes but I also had a thought about what might happen to me if Addams finds out that I even imagined her and Enid in attitudes.... Ehugh...too intimate...."

On Divina's face a realization dawns.

"Yes.... Better get to class!"

Immediately the two resume walking at a walking pace.

"However, Enid is sexier in every way!"

"I completely agree."

***

Wednesday keeps dragging Enid until they are away from prying eyes and slips into an empty classroom.

"Gee, apparently we had the same idea-"

Enid does not have time to finish her sentence that after locking the door Wednesday has caught her and slammed her against it and now stares at her hungrily.

"Again... Gee.... I never thought I would see a Wednesday so eager for physical contact."

Wednesday pushes herself even harder against Enid; the two are so close that one feels the other's heart beating in her own chest, until their beats become so synchronized that they are indistinguishable.

"Why don't you kiss me?" Enid asks.

The two are face to face, and neither takes her eyes off the other's lips.

"Willa.... I know it goes against your nature and against every principle you have, and you never, ever imagined yourself ambling off to make out, but please! You want it as much as I do!"

Wednesday does not speak but ravenously pounces on Enid's lips, who immediately responds to the kiss. A fierce battle, lips against lips, tongue against tongue, body against body, both struggle to gain the upper hand and as much as Wednesday is more aggressive and intense, she can't do much against Enid's strength and finds herself being overpowered and now it is Willa who finds herself between the door and the other girl.

Enid feels Wednesday slow down, knows she is declaring surrender, so she pulls away from her lips and begins to leave a trail of kisses down her jaw, then grabs a braid and gently pulls it so that Wednesday bends her head leaving her neck exposed. First he takes her ear, nibbling it gently, almost making the Goth girl moan. Enid then lets go of her braid and firmly grasps the back of her neck biting voraciously, but without sinking the bite even Wednesday clearly feels the teeth on the flesh and the tongue moving sinuously over the skin. The heat that had begun to advance overbearingly in Wednesday's lower belly when Enid had tugged at her braid, now explodes into a raging fire, if before the girl merely clung to Enid, running her hands all along the girl's body, now she slips her hands under the wolf girl's shirt, feels the skin bubbling under her fingertips and sinks her nails there almost penetrating the flesh.

The moans are now clear and loud no longer superfluous whispers. Enid hears them and when Wednesday sinks her nails into her back again she sinks her teeth into her neck as well. Both are at the height of ecstasy when the bell rings and both of them open their eyes wide, Enid rests her hands on the door and pushes herself away violently, a metallic taste makes its way into her mouth.

"Oh my God...!"

Enid puts her hand to her lips and when she looks at her fingers she sees that they are smeared with blood. She looks up and sees a still groggy Wednesday with four small bleeding holes in her neck.

"Oh my God... I was going to mark you! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh my God!"

Enid is panicked and begins to walk restless around the room. Wednesday recovers at the wolf girl's words to when she sees her in a panic she rushes at her, hugging her from behind, grabbing and caressing her hands.

"Enid calm down... shhh.... It's okay, it's okay."

Wednesday begins to rock in a way that soothes Enid, whispering sweet, soothing phrases into the wolf girl's ears.

"I was going to mark you--I promised you to wait, we agreed to wait, I was going to do a horrible thing to you.... I was going to chain you to me..."

Enid is crying and cannot look her companion in the face. Her words hit Wednesday like a punch to the stomach; after all, she had never worried about the effect what she says has on others, and even with Enid she never held back.

Now, however, she realizes the enormous pressure, the enormous stress that her words and especially her vetoes have put on the young wolf girl. She now understood why Enid was always so submissive and so chaste in their physical relations, whether it was a kiss or a caress, it was rarely Enid who initiated them and those few times they occurred in states of excitement that did not give the wolf girl too much opportunity to think carefully about her actions. When these occurred in public it was always Wednesday who nipped them in the bud, even aggressively, but the rare times they happened in private Enid always backed down quickly and apologized for her resourcefulness.

Until then, Wednesday had not realized how much the wolf girl suffered and held back.

"I'm sorry Enid, it's my fault, you're a wolf, you're a wild beast, your instinct is an untameable force that I foolishly thought I could tame, I tried to force you to keep it under control, I can only imagine how you've felt since we came to Nevermore to we drastically reduced our physical relations."

Enid continues to cry, but now she turns, cups Wednesday's face and deposits a chaste kiss on it.

"Now it is past."

Enid smiles sweetly at her companion, and Wednesday also smiles back at her with one of those very rare sweet and sincere smiles that only Enid can appreciate the beauty of.

"We have to pull ourselves together though and rush to class!"

Enid begins to fix her uniform, looking as if she had been caught in the whirlwinds of a tornado. Instead, Wednesday takes a mirror from Enid's mini beauty case to look at the marks on her neck. She begins to cover her hickeys and teeth marks with dye primer but the four bleeding holes are a problem and having to use very light dye primer the darker hickeys still remain visible.

"In this case there is little to be done."

To Enid's dismay, Wednesday begins to undo her braids and arrange her hair loose, much longer than you can imagine, so that it covers her neck well.

"Enid, we will say that my braid elastics broke and we were late because you had to drag me to class against my will to keep me from going back to the dorm to get new elastics."

Enid's jaw is on the floor and from her open mouth a train could pass through it. She had perhaps seen one or two Wednesdays with their hair down and almost always it was either wet or completely straight and in a few minutes it was gathered into the classic braids. Now, however, she faced a Wednesday with a face still flushed from their previous "motor activity" and wavy hair that made her look like a dark nymph.

"You should have no problem hiding the scratches on your back until you take off your uniform, but you'd better stop drooling. Now let's go."

Enid quickly closes her mouth again, wipes off her saliva and follows Wednesday toward the biology classroom.