Featuring one of my favorite gothic/thriller musical sing from 1994's Jekyll & Hyde! This fits our male Wednesday to a bloody T! Plus I had this in my mind all day yesterday so I stayed up late last night to type this up and I'm so tired, but it was worth it!

A preview of the future dark romance ahead!

Y/n glared at Wednesday with her darkened (eye's iris color) eyes as he entered her dormitory room from the window which was on the fifth floor story. Honestly, she had known not to question how this dark boy's mind and actions work in his life. Luckily before Wednesday entered her bedroom, she had put on her long black silk nightgown with elegant white white top trim.

Y/n: "Wednesday... care to tell me what possessed you to enter my dormitory this time of night?" She asked while the gothic young man looked at her emotionless as always but he was dressed in loose black pants and a gray buttoned up sleep shirt.

Wednesday: "Why can't I get your image out of my insanity ridden brain?" He questioned as the young woman looked at him with a look of surprise and confusion. "I feel the need, no... I crave to be beside you even in the darkness of the night underneath the chilled light and beauty of the full moon." He confessed to Y/n as she turned away from him, he walked towards her form.

Y/n: "You speak in a form of poetry near Edgar Allen Poe genre..." She said while looking in front of her from her vanity mirror to see Wednesday and watched as he slowly reached out his left hand to caress her shoulder oddly enough gently as if he was actually scared to harm her.

Wednesday and Y/n looked at each other from the mirror as words filled their heads separately yet in tune with another. Wednesday leaned against Y/n's back as his chilled body collided with her warmth flushed skin.

Y/n: I feel your fingers brushing my shoulder, cold on my shoulder. Your tempting touch as it tingles my spine, Watching your eyes as they invade my soul. Forbidden pleasures, I'm afraid to make mine...

The scents of the two filled the air; Wednesday's was a subtle mix of deadly nightshade, rain drenched pine and a hint of warmed iron as if from freshly drawn blood. Y/n's held the fruit of hades depths; pomegranates, flame burned roses and embalming fluid one uses to preserve freshly deceased bodies.

Wednesday moved to bury his head into the crook of the young woman's neck and taking in her intoxicating scent while he took hold of her right hand within his own and placed a kiss onto her hand's inner palm then moved to her neck. He felt Y/n move the hand he had kissed into his ravenette locks as his lips glided against her jugular.

Y/n: At the touch of your hand, At the sound of your voice, At the moment your eyes meet mine.
I am out of my mind, I am out of control.
Full of feelings I can't define!

Y/n spoke of how Wednesday made her feel in yet he frightened her in ways she could not explain. These feelings scared but also excited her, he made her feel these intense effects that she's only felt when either making someone miserable or bloody.

Wednesday: It's a sin with no name, Like a tiger to tame...

Y/n: Like a hand in a flame....

Wednesday: And my senses proclaim, It's a dangerous game

Wednesday froze up before moving away from Y/n to gather his bearings, he was acting like his own lovesick father would be with his mother but that required romantic feelings for another. This girl ensnared his eyes since he first met her as a potential victim of his insanity ridden brain yet throughout the days, he noticed certain things about this female creature. The way she looked when she took off a sweat ridden fencing mask after defeating her opponent on the floor that would hold a straight cut slowly bleeding into the fabric. Her eyes would darkened quickly if someone had an inkling to insult her then her lips spread out into a grin befitting a psychopath only for the next day that person would be limping off covered in slowly healing cuts, bruises and swelling skin. The very thought of her covered in fresh blood, panting from chasing down her prey excited him though he'd never say out loud, he wanted her to influence the darkness within her soul onto his own mortal flesh. Wednesday sighed deeply before looking over at Y/n whom glared at him with those tempting (eye's iris color) eyes, those eyes of hers were the very windows into her soul, he wanted to see them widen in fear, in desire and more then anything lust for him alone.

Wednesday: A darker dream that has no ending, That's so unreal you want to believe that it's true

Y/n: A strange romance out of a mystery tale...

The two stared at each other as they voiced their own thoughts separately while Wednesday slowly walked back to her as if she was weak prey to his strong predator, he unbuttoned a bit of his shirt to show his pale as porcelain skin and defined muscles as if he was a statue carved by a Greek or Roman sculptor. Y/n stopped him about a foot away from her, these two were tempting fate as it were. In his eyes, Y/n was hideous yet beautiful from her (body type and shape), to her warm (skin color and description) flesh that he wanted to caress, to hold as a constrictor would coil around a tree. She looked fragile but she showed him in multiple ways that if anything she was someone you wouldn't want to anger nor displease.

((You all are beautiful regardless of body type, shape or color of skin; Remember that!))

Wednesday looked down Y/n's hand pressed up against his hard as steel yet marble smooth pectoral where his beating heart lied. His eyes slowly looked at her face before he wrapped his hands suddenly around her wrists only to spin themselves around til Y/n's back was pressed up the wall as he pinned her there.

Wednesday: The frightened dark princess
Doesn't know what to do, Does she just run away?

Y/n: No...

Wednesday: Or does she risk it, and stay. Either way, there's no way to win!

Y/n watched and listened to Wednesday as he had her caged against her dormitory wall, he leaned against her body once more and began kissing down her jawline towards the jugular again but this time, he left behind tiny sting of pain from his teeth. Wednesday felt waves of heat flush against her skin, as his eyes looked up at her seeing that she was indeed blushing from his actions.

Y/n: All I know is, I'm lost and I'm counting the cost for my emotions are in a spin, I don't know whose to blame...

Wednesday: It's a crime and a shame!

Y/n: But it's true all the same...

Wednesday: It's a dangerous game!

The young woman looked down at Wednesday as they separated again but began circling each other like a lion and lioness, both stares of the eyes unrelenting and yearning for something more primal, more feral and animalistic. Til Y/n reached forward to place a hand onto Wednesday's face to draw him closer to her once more until he surprised her by leaning towards her until their foreheads rested against each other.

Wednesday & Y/n: No one speaks, Not one word but what words are in our eyes!...

Y/n: Silence speaks...

Wednesday: Silence speaks-

Y/n: Loud and clear...

Wednesday: Loud and clear-

Wednesday now knew what he was feeling towards this creature, he was feeling the intense effects of passionate lust so much that it felt like it was suffocating his lungs by her scent alone. He made them walk ahead until they both stopped near Y/n's bed which was clothed in deep burgundy smoke red sheets and blankets but he wanted to see her nails rip into the delicate fabric. Wednesday and Y/n looked at each other once more but this time Wednesday's body shuddered in relief when the young woman slowly pressed her lips against his neck this time which made something in his brain suddenly snap apart. Wednesday had pushed Y/n onto her bed and crawled onto the plush mattress after her as she moved towards her array of pillows.

Y/n: All the words...

Wednesday: We want to hear!

Y/n: At the touch of your hand...

Wednesday: At the sound of your voice-

Wednesday & Y/n: At the moment your eyes meet mine...-!

Y/n: I am losing my mind...

Wednesday: I am losing control-

Wednesday & Y/n: Fighting feelings I can't define!

Once Y/n was settled in place, Wednesday hovered over her until he watched her move her hands towards his opened shirt and pulled it harshly to rip the buttons from the seams to reveal his upper body to her eyes alone completely. Wednesday smirked devilishly down at Y/n as she took in his form before he tilted her chin upwards to look directly at him. Both eyes; one set the blackest of empty night skies while the other (eye's iris color) yet both were blown wide in one thing: desire. The kind of desire so potent it would drive one of weaker mind to madness, lust pumped throughout their veins filling both bodies with heat that nearly resulted a volcanoes molten magma scorching the earth.

Y/n: It's a sin with no name...

Wednesday: Like a tiger to tame. No remorse and no shame, Fire, fury and flame!

Y/n: And though no one's to blame...

Wednesday: It's a crime and shame!

Y/n: Cause the devil's to blame!

Wednesday: And the angels proclaim, It's a dangerous game....

Y/n: It's a dangerous game...

Wednesday & Y/n: Such a dangerous... game~

The two looked at each other eyes as they began following the more primal nature of their accursed souls. Lips met another in ravenous hunger while Wednesday intertwined his hands with Y/n's. Fire and ice that's what it felt like to the two, as if they were the reincarnation of the viking myth of their doomsday for Wednesday was always a cold, collected and smart yet insane individual while Y/n was always fiery, at times calm yet temperamental and prone to random acts of violence which drew blood. But both never felt truly complete growing up at least until they both met each other, no matter how much the other tried to ignore another something was always drawing them back to each other.

Some may called it sudden admiration, passion, lust but no, it wasn't those things that led them to each other at first; it was temptation, the loathing and the obsession of each other. But now, it was something much more a kinder spirit of sorts, the pair had found their soul's desire within each other.

Wednesday: "Y/n, you're of a conniving and sick mind, yet I'd want nothing more than to have you in my arms. I'd murder anyone whom looks at you falsely thinking they could have you when you're mine." He spoke in his deep voice at a whisper tone in her ear with growl of temptation at the end. "Mi cruel pero ardiente amor~" He spoke in Spanish towards her

Y/n: "Wednesday, you're insane quite possibly unhinged in yet you captivated me. Like an exotic and dangerous animal you lure me towards you." She whispered back while looking up at him and pulled him towards her which he did not mind at all. "La mia bella bestia oscura~" She replied in Italian which earned her a passionate kiss on her lips as the full moon's light filled her dormitory room alongside the cold autumn breeze.

Spanish translation: Mi cruel pero ardiente amor- My cruel yet firey love

Italian translation: La mia bella bestia oscura- My handsome dark beast