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kitmoas · 2 years

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Darkest Little Paradise

Summary: Wanda will always reward you for good behavior

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Genre: Fluffy Smut

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Mommy Kink, Lactation Kink, Cum-Filled Strap-On Use (Wanda receiving), Slight Breeding Kink, Somnophilia, Magic Use, Dark Fic (alludes to kidnapping, dark power use, etc) *Let me know if I missed anything*

***MINORS DNI*** ***18+***

A/N: hiiiiiiiiiii SO this first chapter is for @maximotts birthday ☺️ for alll the feral smutty Wanda thoughts we share, heres a nice little thought. **also, ignore any mistakes this was edited way too late at night and too early this morning**

This is a dark fic, and the first chapter of a new Dark Mommy!Scarlet Witch AU.

Wretched Dreamscapes AU

The sounds of laughter and pans banging wake you, the soft sun rays peeking through the curtains warm your face as you stretch. The pout that forms on your face is subconscious, knowing you missed out on sleepy morning cuddles. Rubbing at your eyes you try your hardest to wake up as quickly as possible.

Rolling slowly out of bed takes a lot of effort but when you hear the tell-tale sign of little footsteps sprinting up the stairs, and puppy nails tapping against the wood, you can’t help but smile as you wait for them to run into your room.

The heavy wooden door is pushed open and a whirlwind of chaos enters your room, excited screaming and speed running messes up the everything within seconds. Sighing, you roll your eyes teasingly as you teleport out of the room, your tail the last thing seen by the energetic kids as it waves goodbye to them. You land on the counter next to Wanda, who just glares at you for once again landing too close to the stove top.

Shrugging you just settle to watch her magic take over finishing breakfast as she comes to stand between your legs. “Good morning, my love” The witch cups your face gently, smoky tipped fingers wiggling slowly near your temple as faint ruby mist seeps into your mind. She’s leaning in to kiss the tip of your nose when she sees no trace of doubt in the family, gleeful that you are finally coming to terms with your new home even if it’s still being aided by her magic.

You lean in to Wanda, letting your face find its home in her neck. Wiggling as close as possible to her, knowing what comes next makes you pout some. “Morning Mommy.” The sound of the twins running back downstairs is approaching you quickly. “Can you do the thing before they get here?” You feel the crimson mist consume your precious tail, swallowing it whole until it no longer seemingly exists. You know without even looking in a mirror that your skin is no longer tinted blue. Pulling away from the witch the frown that forms on your face is pathetic as you can feel the ghost tail, flicking in agitation.

The dripping ink color disappears from her fingers as the boys come running in, stopping directly in front of you. Holding their ipads and listening to you rattle off the rules once more as Wanda watches with a fond smile. No power usage unless permitted by you, hold hands with each other at all times, buddy system, and no trying to get near any of the animals.

With the boys excitedly dragging you off of the counter, their mom barely has time to wave their breakfast into their bags. After she checks the car for the backpack you packed last night, filled with snacks and emergency items, the four of you are off to the zoo. The puppy finally settles in his bed in the house, sleeping in the rare silence that fills the house.

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Wanda looks worried as she grips your hand tightly, eyes stuck on the boys as they run towards the otter enclosure. She had put them in bright clothing, and told them again they had to hold hands the entire day if they wanted a treat from the gift store. The two of you were trailing behind, carrying all the snacks and drinks in the backpack securely settled on your shoulders. “They are okay Wiggly Woo, I promise. We’ve been practicing all week for this, the boys know how to act.”

You watch as she exhales slowly, trying to cut her anxiety as she watches the twins lean against the glass to stare at the otters swimming. The moment she’s in arms reach of them you can see her relax, settling her hand in Tommy’s hair. Combing through the longer strands she leans down to look through the glass, giggling some as she listens to the excitable boy make up a story about the family.

Billy is tugging at your arm, pointing out one of the baby otters that just slipped out of the water. “Did you know that the fur on those buddies is completely waterproof?” You let the boy drag you around and you answer all the questions he has, giving him any fun facts you can about each and every animal. Looking over to where Tommy and Wanda were standing just a few feet over, you watch with fond eyes as he uses his hands to explain whatever story he has made up about the life of each animal.

It’s almost two in the afternoon when the twins start asking for lunch so you start the trek towards the food court. Tommy is running circles around you, hyping everyone up about all the random things you can eat when there’s just so many options. You had handed the backpack to Wanda when Billy dramatically stated that he was so hungry that he couldn’t walk anymore, so he was happily on your back pointing out things now that he was taller.

The mini telepath yelps loudly but it’s just a little too late as he watches his twin run directly into an older man. You watch as Wanda’s eyes flash red, subtle black steam falling from her fingers as she loses control momentarily. She’s tugging Tommy into her side, an arm outstretched in front of him. Making sure Billy is secure on your back, you step in front of the other two looking the angry man directly in the eyes. Every time he tries to look around you, you move into his eyesight. “Sir, he’s just a kid. It’s the zoo, you should be aware of tiny humans running around.” Something in you yells at you to be ready, a gut feeling. Sliding the boy off your back you stand directly in front of the three Maximoffs, hands stiff and at your side as you glare at the man.”Don’t do anything stupid.”

Before you can even finish the sentence the guy is thrusting an orange glowing dagger at you, but you just smile letting him try to stab you as you absorb the psionic energy. The orange glow travels through your body causing your eyes to flash a bright purple momentarily before you quirk an eyebrow at him. “Now, you can try that again and I’ll have to embarrass you in front of everyone at this lovely zoo. That sounds fun to me but I also don’t want to have to ruin some kids’ days so how about you turn around and get over the fact that a little kid ran into you. Learn to control your powers and your anger, you’re an adult.” Your tone is mocking as you reprimand this stranger for being so immature, and it’s as simple as that as he suddenly turns and stomps away.

Wanda and the boys are attaching themselves to you immediately, making sure you’re okay and thanking you but you just smile and urge them to continue the walk to the food court. After getting trays of food the boys are immersed in some television show as they eat giving their mother a moment to lean closer to you. “You did amazing and you really showed the boys control.” Your smile is radiating as you wiggle some in your seat, the praise warming your body.

The rest of the day Wanda doesn’t let the boys out of arms length, holding both of their hands as you walk just a step behind them. You know they had an amazing time, spoiling them by buying them whatever they want from the gift store. The ginger offers to drive home and the boys plead for you to sit in the back with them. It’s only twenty minutes into the drive home when the witch looks back, even with the television blaring the three of you are passed out.

She chuckles but her mind drifts back to the man that attacked you. Her perfect world and someone has already tried to hurt them, and with powers nonetheless. Gnawing at her lip she allows her astral form to manifest in the passenger seat, the Scarlet Witch searching the Darkhold as she finishes the drive home. Wanda would find a way to get rid of all threats, even those that didn’t know who her family was.

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Half asleep laying out on the bed is where Wanda finds you after putting the boys to sleep, a gentle smile spreads across her face as she crawls over to you. You’re wearing nothing but an oversized tank top. She settles herself on top of you, rubbing your stomach slowly, as she watches you struggle to open your eyes. “Come on my pet, it’s time to wake up for your reward.”

Blinking against the bright light coming from the few lamps scattered around the room, the weight of the ginger on top of you drags your attention towards her. She’s wearing a thin light gray button up shirt, her breasts are prominently on display with only one button done. She chuckles as your mouth already starts moving, subsciously as your eyes glaze over. Your hands are moving without you realizing, gripping her hips as you try to sit up underneath her.

Her eyes glowing a subtle red as she just smiles mockingly down at you, eyebrows creasing as she shakes her head. “Oh, my dumb little baby thought she would be in charge tonight? Just cause I said reward? That’s so cute, your stupid brain wouldn’t even know where to begin without Mommy showing you the way. You don’t have to act all big and bad around me, little one.” Your hands are forced down onto the bed, entirely too gentle magic trapping them there.

The room flashes bright red, as a hex travels quickly throughout the house, her black tipped fingers and your tail finally being freed after a long day of being suppressed. Your blue hued skin reappearing slowly causing a loving smile to form on her face. The entire house is covered in an ominous scarlet haze but it just makes you feel safe, and she’s mumbling that she doesn’t want any interruptions.

Forcing two of her raven tinted digits into your mouth, past your teeth and slightly down your throat, Wanda sneers down at you. A low chuckle falls from her lips when you immediately start sucking, jaw working to take as much of her fingers as possible. Her free hand cups your face, tapping slowly against your temple as small wisps of magic leaks into your mind. “That’s my good girl, no need to fight anymore. I got you, Mommy’s got you.” She watches with a delighted smile as your eyes start to glaze over.

She lets her favorite strap magically appear around your hips, biting her lip in anticipation. You don’t even flinch, too hyper focused on the task at hand. “My brainless little princess , do you want to make Mommy happy? Make her feel super good?”

You’re nodding quickly, almost too aggressively that you make her fingers slip out of your mouth. Whining you try to follow her hand as Wanda wipes the trail of drool on your chest, your tail whips out trying to grab onto her wrist but with a lazy wave of her fingers it’s pushed into the comforter. “Nuh uh, that pretty little tail will be used later.”

Watching you lean up on your elbows as the Scarlet witch starts sinking down on the strap. The magic holding you down makes you whine, knowing that if you try to move without permission it’ll end your reward before it can truly start. The breathy moan that tumbles from her lips makes your hips jerk, causing the ginger to sink the rest of the way down the strap. She’s tugging you up the rest of the way, gasping as you move around so you’re stable beneath her. You let your hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer.

The way her body moved on top of you was mesmerizing, her breasts threatening to fall out of her flimsy shirt at any moment. You tried your best to keep up with her, snapping your hips up as much as possible and trying to guide her hips. Try as you might your efforts were futile and only made the witch laugh at you, one hand tangling in your hair while the other grips your shoulder tightly. “Is my dumb little fucktoy too stupid to fuck her Mommy properly? Can’t think about anything when her cock is inside me?” The more she moves the louder the sounds of her wet pussy gets, filling the room and your senses. A whine tears through your teeth as your brain struggles to keep up.

Wanda unbuttons the solo button keeping her shirt together, and smiles as your jaw goes slack. Slowing her hips so that she’s just grinding down on you, she guides your head to her breast. Your mouth is already moving, licking lightly at the already hardened nipple. The witch flinches slightly when your sharp teeth scratch at the sensitive skin there. Threading her fingers in your messy hair the ginger grips lightly as she feels you start sucking, biting her lip when she feels the beginning of the warm tingly sensation that she’s come to love. When she first started the quest to find a universe where she could have her boys she wanted as much time as possible with them, so she thought she would need to be able to nurse them ergo the spell she now uses to calm you even on your most petulant days.

Your whole body is moving now, trying to stay attached as Wanda starts moving on top of you again. Getting to please your Mommy was amazing and it set a low blaze of arousal through your system but it’s the feeling of her sweet milk filling your stomach that makes you drip onto the sheets. The more she moves the more milk flows into your mouth and it sadly starts dripping down your chin, a pathetic whimper muffles against her breast.

She lets go of your hair, letting her fingers fall to her own clit as she rubs tight circles on the hardened bud. Slowing back down as she rolls her eyes at you, “Such a messy little slut, wasting all of my milk like an ungrateful brat.” Your tail slides up your body, wrapping around her thigh before pushing her own hand away from herself. The triangular tip practically vibrating on her clit makes her moan appreciatively as she urges you to the other breast.

The coil in Wanda’s stomach is tightening but she can tell you’re starting to get sleepy, your mouth struggling to keep up with the flow from her breast. She cups your jaw, and your sleepy unfocused eyes look up at her through your lashes and it’s the fog that fills your usually clear bright gaze that just almost pushes her over the edge. Hips bucking wildly on top of you makes you lose connection to her breast and a desperate whine as you desperately try to get it back, but she slams you back onto your back. The witch selfishly rides your cock as she chases her orgasm. “Lay still and let Mommy use you.” Her usual belittling is less scary, even as her eyes flash crimson, when her voice trails off in broken moans and grunts.

In her haste to reach her own high Wanda forgets about your tail. It struggles out from under you before it wraps around the witch, using it to force her to bounce harder on your strap.

“Do you want to cum in Mommy? Fill her cunt like you own it?” Her voice is strained as she holds off her orgasm as long as possible.The moment your hips are bucking under hers, sloppy and uncontrollable, she stumbles over the edge. The chants of please falling from your lips like a prayer as your strap shoots cum into Wanda, your arousal peaking realizing that your witch used your cum-no matter how fake- to get off. As she rides out her high the magic holding you down lightens until you can shakily sit back up.

You can tell your close, even though she hasn’t touched you once, the damp spot beneath you is a clear giveaway. Her hands are shaky as she reaches out to your face, thumb smoothing over the frustrated pout she finds there. Leading you back to her breasts, now littered with dribbles of white, she lets you lap them up before urging you to take her leaking bud back into your mouth. Letting the gentle tugging pull a relaxed sigh from her lips, Wanda lets herself bask in the gradual pleasure build as crimson tendrils leak down your body.

Her magic fills you easily, stretching you immediately and dragging a whine from your throat. She knows you’re close, the feeling of your thighs shaking below her is encouraging. The red fog filling you can feel how tight you are, vibrating against your neglected clit as it spills out of you.

Wanda starts moving slowly on top of you again, the sleepy suckling causing the heat in her stomach to be too much. She can feel you start slipping from your breast so she wraps her arm around your shoulders, pressing you back to the bud. “Come on little one, Mommy knows you want to be a good girl and drink all her milk.” A sleepy mumble leaves your lips, vibrating around her sensitive nipple, as you blink heavily up at her. “I know detka, but you have to cum for me at least once. You were so good today, keeping us all safe and protected. You can give Mommy just one to me before you fall asleep.” Her sweet tone sends a shiver down your spine and makes you clench around the growing magic instead of you, pushing you to dangle over the edge.

Your tail is flicking erratically, whistling as it cuts through the air. Muffled moans send tremors of arousal through the ginger’s body as you struggle to keep your eyes open as you're being dragged over the edge. “That’s right Malyshka, Mommy’s got you.” The taut coil in your stomach cracks, shattering and breaking almost gently as Wanda’s magic spreads through your body. Her eyes are glowing a soft ruby, watching as her magic streams from your pores and your sleepy body struggles to manipulate it. A smirk spreads across her face as she watches your tail spasms, the only true indication of you riding out your high in your sleepy state.

She lets you slowly lay back down, aided by her magic, as she grinds down with more purpose. The surge of power she holds over you pushes her towards her second orgasm. Your mumbling out thank yous, and your adoration of Wanda, as you let the darkness of sleep take you. The spark of pride and arrogance only makes the witch gush around the strap still attached to your hips.

Watching your chest rise and fall slowly as the remainder of her magic flowing out of you, unused, strokes Wanda’s ego just right. Her movements above you are getting more aggressive as she loses herself in her selfish race towards her orgasm, the leftover magic in you keeping you asleep as her moans get louder. Your eyebrows crease, eyes fluttering about as you dream, and the complete trust you put in her even as her chaos poisons you makes the witch fall over the edge.

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kitmoas · 2 years

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Forever the Echoes of You

Summary: A scorned woman will go to any means to get her perfect family

Pairing: Dark! Scarlet Witch Wanda x Reader

Word Count: 1.2k ish

Warnings: Dark Fic (Vague mentions of murder, kidnapping, slight magical mind manipulation, and Stockholm syndrome)

A/N: We love a good Dark Mommy Scarlet Witch finding happiness with her perfect family. This is the info chapter, letting you guys know a little more detail about the universe and the reader insert.

***MINORS DNI*** ***18+***

Wretched Dreamscape Universe

Getting here was simple, or more simple than Wanda originally thought it would be. After almost an entire year of studying the Darkhold she knew exactly what she needed to do, and she was confident in her powers now. She never wanted to truly hurt anyone, but she knew that she couldn’t stop if it meant getting back to a world where she had her boys. She gave Stephan options, so many chances, to just let her have her way; but he didn’t listen. Watching his lifeless body fall from the peaks of Mount Wundagore was barely entertaining, but it did bring joy to her heart knowing that it was one less obstacle between her and her boys.

Leaving the supernatural vessel to die was easy when Wanda didn’t think about its name, America, or the fact that in all reality it was just a child trying to get home. The ginger had to remember that it was just another stepping stone to getting her perfect family. She needed its powers, and she needed to ignore the throbbing in her heart as she walked away from the pleading and crying. A combination of the Scarlet Witch chaos magic, the Darkhold, and America’s powers Wanda gave everything she needed to find the happiness she deserved, her perfect life.

That’s what she was looking for as she tore through the universes. She thought 838 was perfect, but it had fallen short. She had taken down the Illuminati and found her boys but something was wrong so she kept looking and kept destroying. She wasn’t a monster, she knew it in her heart. She would kill everyone in every universe for her boys, but every good mother would.

Wanda had stumbled upon the truly perfect universe accidentally one night, where the worst variant of herself just so happened to exist. She wasn’t sure how this one could exist? The boys were there, barely four years old, and they were begging for their Wanda to pay attention to them. All they wanted was love from their parents but their father was nowhere in sight, so why wouldn’t their Wanda give them what they wanted. The boys were being taken for granted, and if she had to she would show this variant of herself just how bad life could get.

The Scarlet Witch spent many days and nights watching and observing the boys, watching as they spent most of their days alone. The two were extremely independent, only really relying on each other, which made Wanda’s blood boil. She knew the difficulties of growing up only having her twin to help, and she never wanted one of her boys to have to go through that.

She watched as this universe’s Wanda focused on the superhero life and let the Avenger compound’s nanny take care of the boys when they were around. This universe’s Wanda didn’t seem to spend any real time with the boys, and the Scarlet Witch knew that she could easily and effectively take her place. It didn’t take long at all, spending the day with the boys was easy. They were shocked but extremely excited, and they never even realized that there was a difference.

The chaos ruler thought she would have to put up a hex or stay on high alert in case of this universe’s Wanda tried to find the boys, but the other version of her never even tried to show up. Her boys were already falling in love with her, they knew their mother regardless of what universe she came from. Now she just needed to get rid of this horrible variant so she could take her boys to a better universe.

Watching this universe’s Wanda die was delightful to the Scarlet Witch, she was amused by the begging but was quick to stop her heart when she brought up the boys. She didn’t deserve them anyways, not when she couldn’t even make her own children dinner or tuck them into bed. If the boys were really that universe Wanda’s then why did they call the Scarlet Witch mommy?

Finding a universe to live peacefully was easier than anticipated, and Wanda was able to settle down quickly. In a universe where the Avengers were all retired happily and this Wanda never got her powers here. The Scarlet Witch settled in WestView, after quickly taking out the powerless variant. The world was easy, the entire town was oblivious, and her powers were strong enough to always know what was going on. The boys were happy, and they had fun. They had friends and went to preschool. Tommy wanted to play a sport, of any kind, but Wanda wasn’t sure it was a good idea until he knew how to control his powers better. They got a puppy, a little german shepherd. They had begged and Wanda being soft couldn’t say no to even more protection for the boys.

The only issue was the boys’ powers. Wanda wanted them to learn how to control them, but there was a deep fear that her precious boys would be infected by the Darkhold. She couldn’t let that happen, even if the fear was slightly irrational as she would never let them read from the book. This led her to not knowing how to help them besides safe encouragement of their powers. It seemed to work for a while but it just wasn’t enough. Wanda scoured through the Darkhold, unsure of what to do, before she decided the easiest thing to do was to go find someone that would suit their family. A teacher of sorts that would help the boys understand magic, but also be able to teach them protection and would help Wanda. She didn’t want someone who would fight, or ever second guess the life that she had created. She had to find the perfect person, so each night that the boys were asleep Wanda put a hex around the house and began to dreamwalk through different universes.

It took months but finally she found the perfect person, you. Even through your universe’s Wanda, it was incredibly easy to mold your mind. The moment Wanda looked into your thoughts she knew you were perfect. You know so much about magic and powers, mutations and special abilities. An ex-young Avenger who grew up in a special school and retired from the job at your own will with big plans to help out at your alma matar. You’re still young, not even 25 yet, and you crave love more than anything. Your powers and abilities are simple enough; teleportation and energy manipulation. The boys would find you cool from the moment they saw you, a thin tail with a sharp arrow shaped tip flowing behind you proudly.

The power you hold is strong, but nowhere near as powerful as Wanda– at least not yet. She knew that you could manipulate the energy Billy uses, and even her own chaos magic, but you didn’t seem to realize how strong you are. The young Avengers in your universe never used you to your full potential, but she would. She would mold you and play with you just right so that exploiting your powers would be just so easy. You wouldn’t even realize that she was in your mind, by the time you were powerful enough to even be a threat to her you would be the perfect little protector of her family.

The perfect person and you didn’t even know it, working at some stupid resturant, wasting away. Wanda wouldn’t let you throw away everything you could be. She would make sure you flourished under her strict guiding hand. You would be hers, hers to use and hers to ruin.

Now, she just has to go get you.

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kitmoas · 2 years

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in the devastatingly beautiful dream, found glistening love

Summary: A broken promise leaves you numb

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Dark SW!Wanda, Dark WestView Wanda, Dark Fic (Stockholm Syndrome, Mental Manipulation, Alludes to kidnapping, Hostage Vibes), Power Bottom Wanda, Milf Wanda, Mommy Kink, kinda intense choking, lots of magic use, numbing kink?, lactation kink, if you squint slight somno, double sided dildo/strap vibes (listen wanda made it so its special)

*As per usual, if I missed anything important let me know*

***MINORS DNI*** ***18+***

A/N: I do be out here not caring what time i put out these treats for Occult lol BUT say hi to our amazing SW mommy. Once again this is not edited so any mistakes pls just ignore lol

Wretched Dreamscapes Master List // Kiitmoas | Occult // Main Master list

Wanda’s jaw drops as she walks up the sidewalk to her house, the entire front yard has scattered decorations and half built characters all over and she can hear yelling from inside. She sighs as she struggles to keep her anger under wraps, work has been entirely too annoying and this was just another thing she knew that she would have to clean up. Her entire life was turning into messes that she just had to clean up; work, people, spills, stains. She was starting to lose patience, eyes flashing the dangerous crimson, as she slammed open the front door. There are fake spiderwebs all over, paper Mache thrown precariously all over, and she could hear pans clanging together in the kitchen.

Shaking her head she storms towards the kitchen, trying to ignore the glue her heel just got stuck on. She spots you with the boys, intensely stirring something in a pot and your tail mixing some rice krispies. “What the heck is going on here and why is my entire home a warzone?” The ginger tries her hardest to not raise her voice, never one to truly yell at her boys, but she just wanted to come home and relax.

The three of you whip your heads around, eyes wide as you stare blankly at her, before the boys panickily look at you. Slowly your tail puts down the bowl, quietly directly Billy to take over stirring the pot. You cross over to the witch, hands open and outstretched cautiously. “Wands, the boys and I were just decorating for Halloween. I know it looks crazy now, but I promise it won’t be by the end of the night and you won’t have to lift a single magical finger.” Scanning down her body, you can still see her tense muscles and the wisps of scarlet leaking from her ash dipped fingers.

Trying to find the best way to defuse the situation as easily as possible, you slowly kneel down. Glancing behind you to make sure the island is blocking you from the boys, you sit back on your knees letting your jaw go slack as you look up at her. Tightening up your form, not allowing your muscles to slack or your posture to bend, you let a small pout form on your lips.

She rolls her eyes down at you, flashes of ruby taking over the usual forest as she tilts her head down at you. Your tail whips out, wrapping around her leg as you soften your own eyes and scooch forward just a bit. Her ash dipped fingers twitch, something you take note of with an excited wiggle as you try your hardest to stay in position. A huff pushes past her lips before she shoves her thumb into your mouth, her eyebrow lifting as she watches you eagerly suck on it. Leaning so that your head is tilted back uncomfortably and she’s leering over you, “If you break that promise you’ll be in serious trouble, understand?” Shushing you as you try to mumble an answer, she shoves her thumb farther down your throat. “Don’t speak unless Mommy says you can. I will be relaxing in my office, and ordering dinner. If the yard isn’t cleaned up before dark, there will be issues. If the house isn’t spotless before bedtime, it won’t be the boys in trouble.”

Wanda rips her thumb out of her mouth before you can really answer, spinning away from you and exiting the room. You’re left tumbling forward as your tail tries to grasp at her, landing you face first. Scrambling to get up before the boys come over, you crack your neck knowing that the rest of the night will take a lot of attention and focus to keep all three of you on task.

Somehow the three of you actually get the entire front yard put together on time, and the boys are extremely excited about how it looks–their mother will be even more happy that powers weren’t used at all. Dinner was delivered and you dutifully brought the ginger hers, as the rest of you decided to snack on the food as you continued to finish up decorating inside.

Tommy was building the last of the different characters he wanted inside and Billy was hanging up some more signs. Everything was going according to plan as you were trying to put the finishing touches on the caramel apples when you heard a squeaking door, and your blood turned cold immediately. You see the boys snapping up, heads turning to see their mom standing in the doorway with her arms crossed. She doesn’t say a word, just points towards the stairs, and you see the twins hang their heads as they head to their room. Wanda pointedly clears her throat, tilting her head at you as she waves her hand. The entire rest of the house is cleaned up, and the remaining spooky prep finished. “You know where I want you. I’ll let the boys know you said goodnight.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------

Your knees were beginning to sting as you knelt, thighs wide, in front of the bed on the wooden floor. The ginger had been gone for a while, most likely reading a story to the boys, and it was stressing you out a bit. Your tail swaying a bit behind you, a nervous tick you had, but you nearly jump out of your skin when it hits something. A hand wrapping around your throat from behind makes you freeze, “I wouldn’t break position if I was you.”

Yanking your head back, you can feel the pain in your neck as you’re forced to look up at Wanda. Her eyes are burning bright red, almost like flames igniting. Digging her nails into your throat, she coos as you choke more. Letting go of your hair she waves her fingers in front of your face, her amused expression draining. “You made Mommy a promise, I wouldn’t have to lift a finger, correct?” Her grip turned painful, her upper lip wiggling as she glares at you. “But if I remember correctly, I lifted an entire hand.”

Strangled asinine words fall from your lips, as your tail whips around panickily. With a single scrunch of her nose you feel your clothes melt off you, the harsh rush of cold air from the fan above causing goosebumps to paint your skin. Her hands trails across your body, groping at your breasts teasingly. A breathy laugh fills the air as she watches your nipples harden, scratching at the sensitive swell.

You watch as she slowly circles you, reaching out to toy with your body randomly. Pulling on your tail, letting her boot rub against your exposed cunt, shoving her fingers into your mouth; every single action is planned and precise as she pulls you into a needy mess. “You know, I really wanted to come home tonight. Have a fun night with the boy maybe even take a family walk with Gunther to get rid of his energy, and then let you use me as you wanted. Mommy knows how much you like to feel all powerful, your brain thinking you’re so big. Instead I have to put you in your place, again.” Her eyes flash dangerously, as she stares you down.

Even with the way her voice chills your bones, the way her hands drag along your body has you dripping onto the floor. She’s always had such an easy time riling you up, maybe it was your ability to absorb her magic that gave you a connection on a whole different level. Her soft hand cups your chin, pulling you as far up as she can while still leaving you on your knees, her own lips stretched into a teasing smile as she lets them ghost along yours. Never fully touching, Wanda mocks you–pushing you to fall back onto your ass.

With a squint of her eyes, her beloved strap appears on your hips and the other side fills you instantaneously. It draws a throaty moan from you as you adjust to the feeling of fullness so quick. “Keep your eyes on Mommy, and maybe if you’re good you’ll get a reward.” Her gaze turns scarlet as she moves forward to straddle you, the ruby mist streaming steadily from her hands envelops your entire torso. It vibrates as it sinks into your muscles. The slow but constant thumping behind you is normal but as the witch is slowly moving down your strap the sound starts grating on her nerves.

A quick flick of her finger and your excited tail slings up to coil tightly around your throat. Sharp point laying on your pulse, and Wanda’s fingers hooked underneath it, she finally lets her body move. Riding the strap slowly at first, you start panicking when you realize you can’t feel anything. Watching with wide eyes you could see the ginger bouncing in your lap, and you know that the harness would be rubbing against your clit as per usual but it’s almost as if you lost all feeling in your body. You’re supposed to be feeling aroused, dripping for her, and mentally you know that her movement would be pushing you to the edge.

Tilting your head as far back as possible, her grip on your shoulder is like a hawk and the one on your tail is brutal as she shoves against your throat. Hearing her broken moans, gasping as she struggled to catch her breath, made your brain fuzzy. It was beyond frustrating not being able to feel anything, and truthfully it was starting to mess with your mind. Each time she whimpers your name, you can just feel the beginnings of arousal shooting down your spine and it clouding your brain before her magic swallows it up. A grumpy pout forms along your bottom lip and you try to use your best pleading eyes, but the witch just chuckles.

Blazing crimson eyes boring it yours, and her bottom lip captured between her teeth Wanda moves faster on top of you. “Oh detka, Mommy wishes you would just listen.” Her sentence is rushed, forehead leaning against your cheek now. “I just wanted to play with my pretty girl, but you just had to go and piss me off.” Her teeth nip at the thin skin along your jawline as she growls, the aggression coming through as it vibrates through your skull.

A sudden tsunami of arousal hits you, the feeling in your lower belly just barely registering in your brain. Eyes rolling back into your head, a pitiful moan tears its way up your throat. Even though the sensation is light, you can feel the way you’re dripping onto the sheets and clenching around the toy inside you. The heat disappears along your numb torso but your throat is flushed, and the weird staggered feeling is overloading your foggy brain.

Tugging your tail tighter around your neck, Wanda chuckles as she watches your eyelids flutter. “You sound so pretty when you’re choking, princess.” Her hips stutter when her clit rubs roughly against the harness around your hips. “H-how’s it feel knowing you’re going to get off just from your pretty tail wrapped around your neck?”

Excitement floods your brain at the knowledge that you would actually be allowed to cum today, something you thought would be off the table for days. The way your hips involuntarily jump not only pulls your mock collar tighter around your throat, but shoves the strap farther into Wanda. Throwing her balance off slightly, she hugs you close as she momentarily almost loses control. The feeling of your strap bottoming out so aggressively made her eyes roll back and choke on her breathing.

The carefully controlled mist flickers, her magic struggling to stay consistent as the older woman trembles above you. She had been monitoring how much feeling you could have, only allowing enough to tease you but in that moment as she struggled to not fall over the edge your arousal hit you full force. It felt like a hurricane, exploding inside of you, and suddenly you could feel the way the small dildo inside of you rubbed against the soft spot and the harness grazed your throbbing clit. Pulsing and hard, each time even a little pressure was added a whimper tore through your lips. It was almost too much, the amount of pleasure that hit you overwhelming your body and mind.

Already foggy brain felt like it was drowning and you could barely see, it shoves you over the edge. You can feel it all across your body, fire blazing as your orgasm erupts. Unable to stop yourself, you slip back and Wanda’s hand instinctively protectively slipping back is the only thing that saves you from slamming your head into the wood floor. “Mo-Mommy too much t’much no…no ‘lease no more.”

Your begging goes ignored as your body shakes beneath Wanda, who’s hand is painfully pressing into your throat. Your tail is almost limp around your throat as it tries to not hurt you, but the pressure as the witch uses you to chase her own high. Thrashing about you can feel yourself slipping into unconsciousness at the lack of air, but she’s demanding you cum with her and your body lives to listen to her.

Vision blurring, black slowly taking over until all you can see is the ginger’s head thrown back through hooded eyes. The ringing in your ears and the rushing of crimson mist in your brain is the last thing you remember before your second orgasm slams into you. It drags a searing burn through you, and your body can’t keep up as you fall into unconsciousness.

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It’s warmth and slow rocking that you wake up to, throat in pain. Struggling to open your eyes, fist coming up to rub at them. You finally see Wanda above you, cradling you, with a soft smile and your favorite forest green staring back at you. “There’s Mommy’s lil beasty.”

When you try to speak your entire body flinches at the sharp raw ache resonating from your neck. The witch above you shushes you, running her ash tipped fingers along your cheek. “No speaking little one, you did very good for me. I have something that will help your throat.” She’s pulling down her tank top, exposing her full breasts. They are already leaking a little bit, something that makes Wanda cringe internally.

Guiding your head to her chest, a sharp breath scraps through her teeth when you bite down on the first nipple. You quickly go limp in her hold, the warm liquid filling your stomach and luring you back to your sleepy state. The scarlet witch smiles, singing a lullaby softly as she watches you fight against exhaustion. She knows she doesn’t need to say anything, sparkling ruby glitter in her milk will solve everything.

Along your body it’s almost like your skin glistens with her signature color, a mark forever on you, as your eyelids flutter closed. She knows that Halloween would be the easiest day for someone to recognize you after your demand to go trick or treating in your natural state, not a single ounce of magical disguise. It made her nervous, no matter how much she tried to control her entire world she knew it wasn’t logical if she didn’t want to affect her boys too much. It meant that would leave you vulnerable to someone from your own multiverse finding you, but with scarlet shimmering and glowing all throughout your being she just had to trust that her magic and love would win above all else.

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