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crystalxwitch · 11 months
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Work Break - W.M
summary: You're working underneath the blazing sun at the Maximoff house until Wanda invites you inside for a drink…and more.
tags: MINORS DNI!! smut, fingering, choking, finger riding, powerbottom!Wanda, praise
word count: 3.5k
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The sun burns relentlessly down on you, your white top clinging to your chest, droplets of sweat running down the valley of your breasts. Wiping a hand down your face, you take a second to catch your breath. Your muscles ache from the uncomfortable kneeling position as you hammer in another nail in the wood. 
You love your work as a landscape gardener but sometimes you forget the downsides of working outside in the blazing heat of the Valley Village. On the bright side of it, the location is home to hundreds of rich families that are always in desperate need of talented workers such as yourself. Those people hate to get their hands dirty which results in your high salary and full schedule. 
Feeling someone's eyes on you, your eyes dart to the side. At first, you think that your mind is playing games with you but behind the lacy, white curtain hides a shadow. A shadow that you come to recognize after one week of working in this garden.
Wanda Maximoff. 
She is the picture-perfect housewife living at the end of the road. The slightly older woman has everything that one could want. A husband. Two sweet, little boys.
Her eyes trail over your sun-kissed skin, halting at the sight of your collarbone. Wanda swallows heavily, shaking her head ever so slightly to get herself out of the trance. You blink, feeling the corners of your mouth tuck upright at the observation. The expression of amusement teases your eyes, lifting a brow as the redhead clasps her hands together. The wedding ring shimmers in the sunlight, reminding you of the circumstances.
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"Do you want something to drink?"
Your attention is pulled away from your task as the honey-like voice fills the silence, cutting through you like a sharp knife. Wanda stands on the porch, wearing a dress that you have never seen before. It's a yellow sundress with very thin fabric for the hot temperature, ending midthigh. 
She wears her hair down this time, gone is the tight bun that makes her face look cold and hard. Wavy red locks are brushed over her shoulders, building a stark contrast to her yellow sundress. You subconsciously lick over your dry lips, straightening your back to look a bit more presentable which is impossible knowing that your hair must be falling out of your messy bun by now and sweat clinging on your forehead.
"Oh, I don't know if that would be wise. I shouldn't waste my time with useless stuff to minimize my work hours." You use her words from last week against her, innocently batting your eyelashes. "Unless you insist on it."
She quickly nods. "I do."
"Really?"
She hums, pointing to the sun. "I can't have you working in my garden during these temperatures. What would the neighbors say if they found you passed out on the grass?"
You grin. "I would dare say that they wouldn't care."
"That's not true…of course, they would come to your aid. We're not monsters, y/n, even if you'd like that. Wouldn't you?"
You excuse yourself to the bathroom, fixing your appearance in the reflection as best as possible. Scrubbing your hand with soap, you remove the dirt from your hands while being careful not to destroy the perfect-looking bathroom. Everything seems to have a place in this house. In the end, you even wash your face with cold water. On the one hand, it's to wash away any remaining sweat droplets. On the other hand, it's to cool down your overheating cheeks which aren't pink because of the sun but because of a certain redhead waiting for you in the living room.
Back in the living room, Wanda hands you a cold bottle of beer. With a small thanks you take a sip, humming at the cool taste on your hot tongue. You continue standing as the older woman sits down on the white couch, sinking into one soft cushion. As you don't make any intentions to follow her actions, Wanda pats down in the place beside her and clicks her tongue. 
"I won't bite." She jokes, scooting a few inches to the side to make even more room for you to sit. "You're standing all day long, you should rest your legs."
You sit down next to her, making sure to not let your knees touch each other. "Thank you." 
Wanda scoots closer, tilting her to the side and letting it rest on her hand. Grabbing the bottle of beer out of your hand, she places it on the coffee table. Your blood rushes into your ears as you look at the carpet, slowly moving closer to her face. The redhead places her wine glass next to yours, continuing to not utter a single word. The silence is deafening as you can hear the birds chirping in the distance through the closed door. 
"Would you be against it if I made myself a bit more comfortable?" She finally breaks the silence, raising a brow in question. 
"N-no, of course not."
"Great."
Without a single warning, Wanda closes the last few inches separating your bodies, and lifts one knee over your legs. With one knee on either side of your body, she lowers herself down on your lap. It all happens so fast that you can only blink. Your eyes are glued on the hem of her dress, watching it shift as she moves ever so slightly to not press fully against your thighs.
Wanda grabs your chin between her forefinger and thumb, tilting your head upward. "Look at me."
Your breath catches in your throat as her eyes catch yours, hues of emerald green and some small dots of light brown shining brightly. You never were this close to her before, therefore not realizing the extent of her beauty.
"You're really pretty."
Wanda smirks at your shy, new behavior as her forefinger draws a line over your collarbone and up your neck to cup your jaw. "Well, thank you, darling. I must admit that you are a sight for sore eyes too."
You blush furiously at that, not able to hide the clear embarrassment on your face as another wave of shivers rocks through your body.
The ends of her hair tickle your face as she leans forward, making sure to grind her hips ever so slightly down on your thigh. You clench your hands into fists, forbid yourself to make the first move, and touch her bare thighs. Her yellow sundress moves up her legs even further as she lifts her arms around your shoulders, drawing you in to run her nose over the side of your neck. Wanda hums deeply at the scent of sunscreen and sweat that inhumanly turns her on more than she would want to admit. 
"I must ask, did you ever get yourself in trouble…working for those unhappily married wives who are staying at home all day while their kids are at school and their husbands not returning until the late evenings?"
"You have to be more specific for me to answer that question."
"I just mean that-" Her hand runs over your shoulder, squeezing your forearm and groaning at the feel of strong muscles. "The sight of you in those tight-fitted tops must be difficult to endure for some women."
"You could be right with that. But nothing ever happened." You nod, tilting your head back to watch her lust-filled eyes trail over your chest. "Are you having difficulties too, Miss?"
She bites down on her lower lip, shamelessly tugging on one side of the strap. "You could say that."
"Do you want me to leave?" You ask, liking the game that you were playing with each other. "I won't bother you anymore if I'm out of your sight."
"No. No don't you dare leave…but I'd like you to remove it. Maybe it'll help with my difficulties."
"Remove what exactly?"
"Oh, don't play the innocent one here." Wanda tugs on the white fabric, revealing another inch of your stomach but not ripping it off your body like you want her to. "Do you not understand yet that I want you?"
You nearly faint at the huskiness of her voice as her lips smile lazily down on you. Her fingertips barely move over your abdomen but your body reacts nevertheless, clenching your thighs together as a shot of electricity rushes down. Wanda nudges her nose over your jaw, her hot breath hitting your lips and fanning over your overheated face.
"Cat got your tongue?"
You scratch your neck, eyes darting to the side as her eyes burn through your soul, reading you like an open book. "It's hard to think properly around you. You're distractingly beautiful."
"What a sweet girl you are under all that hard attire. Do you want to make me happy, darling? Over the last few days, I had a really uncomfortable feeling in my stomach and I believe it all has to do with you. It would only be fair if you'd be the one to solve it since you're the cause of my misery."
Your lips tremble at the anticipation of what's to come, slowly getting rid of the anxiety and reaching out to touch her hip. "I'd be happy to help you out."
"Why don't you continue sitting like that and let me do the work? I don't want to exhaust your talents all at once, that would be too much to ask of you."
Removing your top and throwing it carelessly over her shoulder, Wanda skims her mouth over your skin without touching you directly. It drives you insane with want. The rich perfume of hers that reminds you of vanilla messes up your head, every sense consumed by her. She pulls back with a small sigh, taking in the sight of you and your damn sports bra. 
Your eyes dart to the door at the far end of the hallway, having a clear look behind the blurry glass door. "Do you want to take this somewhere else?"
"I can't wait any longer," Wanda responds with a hushed voice, growing needier with each second when she doesn't have your fingers inside her. "I need you."
"What if someone walks in?" You voice out your thoughts, clenching your jaw as the redhead presses down on your thigh. "What if we're caught?"
"The boys aren't to be home for the next two hours and my hu- Vision won't return until nightfall. He never gets off of work early." Wanda explains in a rush, tugging at your free hand that is laying on the couch and placing it on her naked thigh. "Nobody will interrupt us. Now…please, I need your hands on me or I'm going to get insane."
You flex your hand on her leg, holding on to the last ounce of self-respect. "What do you want me to do to you?"
"Many things." She bites down on your earlobe, sucking it inside her warm mouth. "But most importantly I want you to fuck me."
You lunge forward, crashing your mouth on top of hers. Wanda smiles into the kiss, quickly getting the upper hand again and leading the kiss. Her tongue slips inside your mouth, exploring each other with a sort of desperation. You taste the red wine on her lips, getting drunk on the essence of her. You leave wet kisses over her neck, down to her collarbone. You're careful not to leave any marks, not wanting to cause trouble with her husband when he'd discover them. Wanda sinks her fingers into your hair, tugging on it as she pushes your head further downward. The message is clear as your mouth brushes over one hardened nipple that pushes against the fabric of her thin summer dress.
"Pull it over my boobs, I need to feel your mouth on them."
"But it'll loosen." You don't want to ruin her expensive dress on the first day that she's wearing it. "It must've been expensive."
"I don't care." She presses a finger against your lips, already reaching for the neckline. "I'll buy another one."
Pulling the fabric of the dress over her chest, you nearly black out at the sight of her braless chest. Wanda bites down on her lip, tugging it behind her teeth and grinning at your reaction. Cupping the back of your head with her hand, she tugs you towards her chest. Her eyes flutter close, totally in bliss as your mouth wraps around one nipple. Drawing circular motions around the spot with your tongue, you hum at the taste of her. 
"That feels amazing." She breathes out, petting your head with lazy strokes of her hand. "Such a pretty girl with a talented mouth."
Spurred on by her praise, you trace your fingers over her stomach and beneath the hem of her dress. Her breath hitches as your fingertips trace over her swollen lips, feeling the wetness seeping through the fabric. Teasing her while remaining over the fabric, she begins to rhythmically meet your hand to let your fingers bump against her clit. This goes on for another minute or two, the older woman quickly growing restless as her moans get louder. 
"That's enough teasing for now…I want to feel you without any layers separating us."
You remove your mouth from her breast with a wet pop, licking over your lips at the sight of her dilated pupils. Waiting for her to make the next movement, you gasp as she pulls up your hand and lifts them to her mouth. Wanda parts her lips, sucking two of your fingers inside her mouth and gently scraping her teeth over the tips of your fingers. Swirling her tongue around your fingers, she continues to hold eye contact with you. Wanda moves her head up and down your fingers, obviously imitating something else that makes your brain short-circuit. Your heart flutters in your chest, watching her in awe as she removes your fingers with a loud pop. 
"Let me ride your fingers."
She pushes the fabric of her underwear aside, not wasting any time as you immediately move a finger through her slit. The wetness of her salvia makes it easier but matter of fact it wasn't necessary since her cunt is drenched. 
"Oh god, you're so wet already." You moan, swirling her wetness over her swollen clit. "Have you been this wet all morning, watching me work from behind the curtain?"
Wanda's eyes widen as her mouth falls open to protest, but you silence her quickly by speaking first.
"Don't think that I didn't see you spying on me, Miss. I might have my eyes on my task but the glares of someone else don't get past me easily."
You swallow her groan as two of your fingers push past her entrance. Her eyes screw shut as her eyebrows furrow and it's easily the most beautiful sight you have ever seen. Wanda's head lolls back, bathing in the pleasure that courses through her blood system. Your free hand gropes her breast, playing with her nipple. As time goes by, Wanda is unable to kiss back anymore and you move your mouth over her jawline, layering her skin in kisses. Wanda pants out hasty breaths and sinks her fingernails into your shoulder as if she's afraid that you'll slip away.
"Faster…oh, please." 
Quick to oblige, you fuck into her with a faster pace. Helping her ride you, you time it right to push your fingers faster into her when she lowers herself down on them. Your fingers pick up the pace, hearing the results of your actions reach your ears as her wetness coats your fingers and wrist. Her body practically melts into your touch as you curl the tips of your digits, brushing over that spongy spot right behind her opening. 
Wanda whimpers in response, shakily nodding and gasping for air to fill her lungs. "Right there, that's the spot."
You suddenly feel bold, which must be the fault of having a goddess ride your fingers and gasp your name. "Yeah?"
She shudders above you. "Y-yes."
The feeling of her soft, velvet walls wrapped around your fingers keeps you going, fucking her faster to hear her become a whimpering mess. You might imagine it but it's like you are on fire, the sun from before nothing compared to the wildfire inside you. You part your finger a bit, stretching out her walls. Her thighs twitch as her hips roll forward as she drops back down on your lap, switching between bouncing and humping your hand.
"Another one, baby." Wanda presses her forehead against yours, her chest heaving as her trembling breath hits your mouth. "Be a bit rougher, please."
You blink rapidly, not believing what's coming out of the mouth of the innocent-looking woman. "What?"
"You heard me." Her mouth returns to your ear which becomes one of the favorites she has done over the past couple of minutes. "I want you to use me, fuck me until my mind goes blank. Make me scream your name."
You're lost for words once again. But you brush the astonishment aside, focusing on her words and pushing a third finger inside her walls. Wanda groans at the stretch, needing a few tries to get her rhythm back. She bounces on top of your lap, her breasts deliciously wriggling at each hard thrust. Moving your hand into a new position, creates friction on her small bundle of nerves, resulting in another wave of whimpers. Her walls clamp tightly around your fingers, sucking you in and welcoming you with another gush of wetness that trails down your hand.
"Fuck…just like that, you're doing so good. You have no idea how long you have been plaguing my dreams. The moment I saw you in that damn top I couldn't get you out of my mind."
Her words electrify something deep within you, scraping your teeth teasingly over her stiff nipple. "Tell me more."
"T-the moment I went to bed, flashes of you kept me up all night. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't get to rest unless I slipped my hand beneath my underwear and fixed the problem that you caused." Wanda says through clenched teeth, tugging on your head to expose more of your neck to her. "Fuck, I was so turned on that my fingers pushed me over the edge in less than three minutes. I never came that hard before by myself. I had to clasp a hand over my mouth to not scream your name and wake up my husband."
A trembling hand reaches for yours, placing it on her throat. Dazed eyes, clouded with desire, look down at you with a silent plea. Your thumb traces over her pulse point, feeling her erratic heartbeat. Her eyes lose their focus on you, becoming nearly crossed-eyed as she climbs higher and higher.
"Choke me- oh." Your fingers press down on the side of her neck, making sure to apply pressure but not on the spot where it would cut off her airway. "Such a good girl, following my orders."
You squeeze your eyes shut as a wave of warmth wraps around you like a blanket. Wanda places her hand on top of yours, encouraging you to squeeze harder. 
"You like that word, mhm?" It's like her mocking turns her on even more, holding on to you for dear life as her head tilts to the side. "My pretty, little girl."
You hold back a pathetic whimper as she sucks a mark on the front of your neck, knowing that it'll probably last for the next few days. "Yours."
"Fuck, I'm going to come. You're going to make mommy come, baby. Just a tiny bit more-"
The name sends you into autopilot, the only thought in your mind is to make her fall apart around you. Flicking your thumb over her abused clit and hammering your fingers into her heat, Wanda loses her rhythm and freezes above you. You give her delicate neck one last squeeze and suck on her nipple, knowing that the stimuli would send her over the edge. With your mouth and hands being occupied elsewhere, you're unable to silence her as she lets out a scream, whimpering your name over and over again. 
Her arousal drips down your hand, leaving a wet spot on your trousers. Moving your hand away from her neck, you pull her closer and let her calm down. Aftershocks rock her body as the redhead buries her face into your neck, pressing her nose into your skin. 
"We should've done this earlier."
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mad-maximoff · 1 month
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We Met Again
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Part 2 of When We Met since y’all asked so damn much! I just hope this one doesn't get censored too😅
Summary: You were on a 6-month-long mission with Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes only to come back to the compound and face Wanda.
Warnings: G!P reader, angst, making out, unprotected sex, ejaculation , soft sex turned rough, hair-pulling, breaking the bed (literally😂),
Word Count: 3,702
Prt 1 Here
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"Welcome back Y/n, how was your little adventure with the boys?" Kate Bishop stood behind the bar making herself a pink alcoholic slush of some sort. You were covered in dirt and soot from head to toe. You just got off a mission with Sam and Bucky. You were in Egypt going about looking for a highly classified terrorist ring. Thankfully you got to them before they started their reign. 
"Adventure my ass. I slept on the dirt while the boys slept in cozy beds like princesses. I tell you what I need is a shower and to take a well-deserved dirt nap in a real bed." You threw your weapons on the table halting at a chair and flinging off your boots. "I'll clean this shit up later Kat, I've been waiting for this." You turned to see Kate pouring herself a tall misshapen glass full of pink slush. "Sure thing Y/n, you and I are the only ones here I think. You want the rest?" She licked the side of her glass where she spilt. "Why not, might help me crash harder." You reached around Kate grabbing the whole blender. There was more than a mouthful left. You thought maybe it was strawberry daiquiri, so you thought nothing of it and chugged it. The first sip made you gag.
"Jesus Christ Bishop! Paloma? Really? What are you 40? You've been around Potts too long. Good lord.." You hated tequila, especially grapefruit. You polished it off not backing down leaving it on a table in the middle of the hallway. You knew there were empty beds not touched by any of the other Avengers. Basically new. It was funny really. Everything to you looked new but it was just the same as the last time you were down this hallway. Maybe it looked new because the last time you were here you were drunk with your pants around your ankles. Come to think of it. That table was new. You pivoted around noticing the table on further inspection. You saw a crack along the wall. Oh yeah, you remember. That was the spot. The spot where you and Wanda...
Yeah...Wanda...
You remember where her room was. You remember you crashed there after you both finished your fun in the hall. Curiosity killed the cat. You noticed the door was slightly cracked allowing light to shine through. But it was almost midnight, it wasn't natural light. It was from a light. Is she there? Did she forget to turn off the lights? Maybe. You pondered. Kate did say after all you two were the two here so it was bound she forgot. It's a common mistake. 
You tip-toed over to her room letting your fingers creep through the part between the door and the wall slightly allowing the length of your fingers to pry the door a bit more. Your strength got the hold of you as it flung open. Wanda was sitting at the edge of her bed in her room, with her leg raised to lean her elbow on her knee, underneath her chin. 
"Kate honey I told you for the third time today. We can drink and watch Sex and The City tomorrow. I don't feel up to it." She huffed watching the news. Her brows were furrowed, her eyes darting back and forth watching the live footage of whatever catastrophe happened. "So you're the one drinking Palomas huh?" You leaned in the door frame crossing your arms. You had to laugh. You never thought she was a cocktail girl. Though..you never thought she was the kind to give blowjobs either but you were surprised by both.
"Oh..it's you...no I don't drink that shit. She found Tony's recipe book for Pepper and his date nights and she's drinking like a fish...When did you come back to the States?" She was genuinely surprised to see me. Her leg fell from where it was prompted. Wanda stood up walking the length of her bedframe around to meet you.
You were shocked also. Maybe she wasn't showing yet? You swore you thought you'd come home and find her pregnant but unless she's super athletic or has it hidden she doesn't look like she's expecting.
"Ah 30 minutes ago. Um..stupid question.." You scratched your head looking down at Wanda then back up at her eyes. She laughed standing in front of you. Her hand reached to your cheek whipping the loose dirt from your undereye. 
"Haha no! Unfortunately, I'm not pregnant. I don't know how. I always thought that first tries always work. I even helped you out a bit." 
"Unfortunately? You wanted me to get you pregnant? Are you insane? You don't even know me and you want kids from me! I'm too young to have a family! Even with my powers...let alone, what gives you the right to choose for me!" You broke her hand away backing away. You had to leave or else there'll be bigger cracks in the wall. 
"Y/n please, I never meant to hurt you. I just got confused that's all. You were so nice to me and after I lost Vis 2 times and lost my boys I just felt you comforted me. That's all." Wanda reached again grasping your bicep. You pulled away again this time hitting the wood casing around the frame with your elbow. The wood casing flew off behind you hitting the hallway floor.
"No! Don’t you dare touch me! All you cared about was yourself! Just because someone showed you comfort doesn't mean you let them cum inside you, Wanda! That's really fucked up! I'm sorry you lost your family but you can't just use me to play house!" You growled noticing your rage was becoming the better of you. Wanda through your eyes was becoming tiny. Her body language was making her small. Curling her fingers into the sleeves of her black cardigan, crossing her arm over to her elbow. She looked down at her bare feet letting out a shakey breath.
"I'm really sorry Y/n...I don't know what I was thinking. I've been so used to having people around me. That it feels weird to be by myself." Wanda's head was bowed letting her newly brown hair almost cover her head. A tiny tear ran down her blushed cheek wiping it away quickly.
All you saw was red. Not by Wanda's magic. But for some reason, you were enraged. How could you be this angry over something you fully did with Wanda 6 months ago? Maybe you do have a tiny bit of an anger problem. Little? In this case, that's an understatement. 
You huffed feeling the hot pressure on your chest cool down to your stomach. You think seeing Wanda so visibly upset may have broken your cross attitude. 
"Get used to it, Wanda." You had to storm off. If the conversation got any more heated; one of you was going to end up in a wall. And it was most likely going to be you. Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe if I get some sleep and a good shower I can speak to her more clearly. 
You thought gliding to one of the newly furnished rooms. 
Each room had its own bathroom. Tony is a playboy so obviously the bathroom was soundproof. The entire compound was all technology so a press of a button and the bedroom could be soundproof. You didn't need that tonight. You wished there was a switch to soundproof your head. 
How could I snap like that? I haven't done that in years! What the hell was I thinking to begin with?! You felt like you could stand under the hot water for hours. It took two layers of body wash just to scrub away the dirt from your body and finally feel human. Maybe you were scrubbing off your anger with it in a sense. You had your little outbursts but this one almost made you black out. Your lofa scraped at your skin furiously, leaving little imprints everywhere. Your back flexed in the mirror examining your clean body. Your hips were women but your shoulders and torso were the shape of a man. You had average-sized breasts. They were nothing special, they were nice to look at but nothing that could turn any heads. Perhaps you could say they were bigger than average but you never noticed.
You got out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around your waistbone, as you inhaled walking to the foot of your bed your v-line showed every breath you took. You thought if someone was to walk in it would be less surprising seeing you topless instead of bottomless. 
"Fuck...you got buff little one.." You gasped in fright hearing Wanda's quiet voice coming from the chair hidden next to the wall. Wanda's makeup was smeared all over her under her eyes. She was sniffling back what little tears she produced. She was crying heavily, using the sleeves of her cardigan. "What the fuck do you want now? Can't you see I'm busy? I'm not giving in to your mind games." You turned to face your back to her loosening the towel from your waist to dry your legs. You reached around putting on a pair of boxer briefs. You heard a creek come from the corner of your room knowing Wanda got up. Her bare feet were quiet on the hardwood but not quiet enough for you to hear. 
"No mind games Y/n. I-I...wanted to apologize...you were right. I need to start learning how to be on my own. I deserve to be alone. I shouldn't have let you do those things to me." She held back a cry making her eyes gloss over. 
"Hey, I didn't mean it like that. I was actually going to apologize to you. I don't know what came over me. I lost my temper too quickly. I haven't done that in years. I shouldn't have taken it out on you." Your hands lifted Wanda's chin to look at you, letting all of her hair fall back behind her shoulders. She looked like a baby raccoon. It was cute but you felt awful that she was crying because of you. "I'm so sorry Wanda." Wanda's hands placed around your hips, sliding herself closer to your body. You pulled her in deeper holding her close. Her head rested on your shoulder letting her finish her cries. Your hands caressed her skull, intertwining with her locs. 
"It's okay..please, please stop crying. You're making me feel worse." You sat her down on the foot of the bed still massaging Wanda's head. She buried her face in your chest noticing her sobs being muffled into silent sniffles. One of your hands dropped placing it on her chest, directly on top of her heart. Her beats were rapid on the first touch, but once you dragged your fingertips along her skin she settled. Your other hand finally dropped rubbing her spine. She was frail in comparison to your body. Every muscle you flexed made it seem more apparent. 
"Thank you," she sniffled, using her sleeve to wipe away her stained makeup. "Thank you very much Y/n. I feel like sometimes I can just go off the handle." Wanda wiped another tear with her sleeve again, the tears glossed in her eyes and made her pupils sparkle as she looked so passionately into your eyes. 
"It's fine Wanda. We all go off the handle some days. I did it on you earlier. We just need to relax a little. The both of us." 
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You and Wanda laid down together in silence. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence however, it felt somehow to you a healing silence. You two didn’t need to talk, that’s what got you two into shit before. Just cuddling together. Wanda laid her head on your bare chest. You threw on a random stupid movie on TV, it was one of those goofy movies that two dudes probably smoked a joint and started filming. You didn’t like it; Wanda found it comical. She’d laugh at the slightest action or joke. 15 minutes later however she was silent. You peered down checking up on her. Her eyes fluttered, she was falling asleep. You twitched which made her jump. 
“Jesus…what’s happened?” She whispered. I knew she fell asleep for a moment. You could hear it in her tone. Groggy and low. 
“Nothing sorry. My leg just spasmed. It’s okay, you can go back to sleep.” Your hand ran down Wanda's thigh. Her skin was soft just like you remembered. 
“Shut up, I wasn't sleeping.” She giggled rolling her head the other way. 
“Oh I'm sorry, I just saw the stucco on the ceiling coming apart so I thought you were snoring.” You joked.
“Fuck off!” She laughed sitting up on your lap. “I do not snore!” Her hands grasped a fist full of your bare breasts in either hand. It felt good to be handled again. As soon as her hands touched you that way, you instantly felt you were getting hard. It wasn't an embarrassment any longer. You had another one-night encounter after Wanda that made feel 10x better about your appearance. 
“No, that's just loudly humming in your sleep isn't it?” Your hands tightened around her hips slowly moving them back and forth. Wanda sucked air through her teeth letting a little gasp. "Ohh-stop!" She laughed biting her lower lip. "You want something else don't you detka?" Her dress grazed the front of your boxers, just to tease you. 
"Perhaps. This time, it's on my terms. This time." Your hands pushed down on Wanda's thighs rubbing your forming bludge on the fabric of her panties. Her brows raised, turning her cheeks into a rose colour. "Really? Would you still want to? Even after everything I did?..."  
“Of course.” You freed your hands from her thighs, swishing a strand of her hair away from her face looking into her emerald eyes. She giggled again looking down at your chest. “You’re tits are huge Y/n.” Wanda’s hands clutched my full chest. "I don't think I saw them last time." She squeezed each handful. You whinced with her nails digging into your skin. 
"Ha! Well, I hope you remember something else's size." You joked lightly tugging at your boxers. “Hmm..I think I definitely need a refresher.” Wanda tugged the hem of her dress; pulling it over her head as her arms whisked it to the floor. Wanda’s hands jerked at the elastic band around your hips. Your fairly large erection greeted both of you with a fair shock as it bounced its way to freedom. “Oh yes, I remember now.” Her tongue folded against the tops of her teeth. Your hands held a firm grip on either side of Wanda’s panties ripping them off. “Seems you don’t need this huh?” She giggled letting out a small whimper. “Fuck-…can we stop all this talking Y/n? I really need you.” Your fingers trailed along her mound going further in her slit. Her inner core was silk. Your finger slipped inside effortlessly. Her little sounds became more low. “Oh…g-god.” Her head dropped down making her lips lay on mine. "Stop fucking teasing me..." She groaned as her teeth bit the bottom of my lip. "Okay, you asked for it." You flipped Wanda onto her back. The bed's feet raised as the bed made a thump. "Did you want condoms?" 
"N-no. No, Wanda, I can pull out." You bent down locking your lips with hers again. "Haha..sure, sure you can Y/n." Wanda's eyes glowed red again briefly. "Fuck no more games. Just let me fuck you by myself." Your fingers slid between Wanda's folds before slipping your cock inside. She gasped curling her fingers into the sheets. Your hands planted on the mattress on either side of Wanda's head. She uncurled her fingers from the bedsheets, moving them around your wrists. Her breaths were choppy trying to get ahold. You thought she looked so beautiful underneath you, the way her skin naturally glowed, her pearly white smile chewing her bottom lip, the way she looked at you. Not in a loving way just yet, in an adoring way? A needing way. 
"Go on. Keep making those pretty sounds for me, sweetheart." Your hips dove in feeling her walls coating you effortlessly. Wanda’s whines grew deafening, her eyes did not stop turning shades of red. 
“Oh shit…y/n…uh-…” Wanda's head rolled back on the mattress. Dropping her jaw open. You began to thrust with a heavy pace. Becoming quick with every moan that escaped Wanda’s lips. The bed frame formed a squeaking noise with each pump into the brunette. Wanda’s leg had a hard time trying to stay afloat around your hips, slipping every movement you two shared. You stopped pulling out briefly. 
“What-..Y/n? Why did stop?! Continuă…” Wanda cried out allowing her hands to fall scratching your biceps. “I will, don't worry. Go flip on your stomach, on your knees and bend over.” Wanda sighed a sly smile flipping onto her knees, arching her back letting her chest lay on the mattress. She glanced over her shoulder with her hair covering her face. Your hand traced her temple softly, leading your fingers into the brunette's long strands. Grasping a fistful of Wanda’s hair. You peered down watching your cock twitch in anticipation with Wanda’s ass sway in the same feeling of suspense. Your other hand grasped Wanda’s thigh sliding your shaft back into her slick folds. 
“Oh…fuck-” Wanda sucked air through her teeth tilting her head down with your hand still tight on her hair. You did begin to thrust slowly as you once did, you began to ram yourself deeply inside the witch as though you were pushing through air. Wanda's hand gave out mid-pump landing on her chest. Her hands gripped the bedsheets as she tried to move her head to a more comfortable spot. "Fuck...you have such a nice ass." You twisted Wanda's hair around your knuckles applying a forceful tug. Her head raised leaving a spot of drool on the sheets. "Uh-huh!" Wanda's head cocked further to watch you. Your hand jerked the fistful of Wanda's hair pulling her hair as hard as you could muster without ripping all of her hair out entirely. Her body lifted off the mattress onto her knees. Her back pressed on your chest laying her head on your shoulder. "Oh god!...Shit!" Your wrist could not take it anymore, you let go of Wanda's hair allowing it to fall behind your shoulder. Your hand relaxed on Wanda's thigh attaching every finger around the softest part of her leg. Wanda's arm flung around your throat holding herself up. "Shit...I'm going to cum..." Wanda's moans were silent as she took a small breath. "Huh? Good baby...me too." You sighed out feeling yourself climbing higher and higher up to your point of no return. "Do it Y/n." Wanda used her knees bouncing her body against you. 
"Do what Wand?" You groaned in her ear smelling her sweet perfume sweat off onto you. "Cum in me...please..." Her cheek heated on yours as you felt her jaw lock open not letting another sound out. "Y-you sure? I don't know." You did not want to take that chance again, you had some rendezvous with a certain green bulky woman in Egypt, knowing you mastered your craft of pulling out. If you did not get her pregnant 6 months ago, hell, you couldn't do it again right? 
"F-fine...you want me to cum inside you huh?" You huffed tightening your grip on Wanda's thighs, the wooden bedframe continued to rattle. The frame began to bell out with your knees ready to cave. "Yes! Yes!" 
"Yes, what?" 
"Cum inside me Y/n! Fill me!" Wanda's voice shrieked out letting go of a low-toned moan. "Oh god! I'm cumming!" Wanda grasped firmly on your neck vibrating her entire body. Her eyes glow red tracing red mists around both of your bodies. "Fuck!" The pressure within you exploded, you could not think if it was you that came or if Wanda had some help to speed it up. You felt your cock throb spewing out your cum in the witch. She tried her best to make her body stay still, her thighs would not stop fidgeting. You bucked your knees forward to have Wanda fall on her stomach as you fell with her. The bedframe finally gave way as the mattress hit the floor. You both hit a thump, Wanda chuckled under your body softly as she took a quick breath. "Well, shit. How do you expect to explain this to Tony?" 
"We'll blame Kate," You sighed wiping a bead of sweat from your brow. "She got too drunk and we found her jumping on the bed. Agreed?" 
"Agreed detka. Let's get out of here. We can go to my room." You arose to see the bedposts still standing but the wood beams holding the bed just fell. "Well, this was a great welcome back." You stretched out your arms above your head hearing the cracks of your shoulder blades. "I'd say so." You stood up from the mattress whisking your boxers off the floor. 
"Y/n? You don't need those." Wanda sat up on her knees running her hands through her hair. You bent over as you picked Wanda up by her thighs and wrapped them around your waist. "Haha! I sure do. I don't want to scare Kate if we run into her." You took hefty strides over to the bedroom door, making your way down the hall to Wanda's room. Wanda draped her hands around your neck giving a sly little smile as she looked over her shoulder. Her wrist flicked a red mist, you witnessed the red mist run down the staircase doing nothing after it left the stairs. "There. She won't bug us. I put her to sleep for the night. Now, we can have more fun." 
"Good. Let's hope I don't break your bed this time." 
"Well, don't promise that. I'd love you to ruin me." Her finger traced along your jaw down your throat. "Ask, and you shall receive." 
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maximoffsgirl · 2 months
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imagine Wanda just kissing your neck for minutes, her hands roaming through your body because "Oh my, I could never get enough of you" but then her kisses turn into bites and she makes sure to leave deep hickeys - your neck is too pretty to not be covered in her marks - and after a while is just too much teasing, you can't help but whine and arch your hips. But Wanda just laughs quietly, looking into your wide desperade eyes and bitting her lip as her hands find your thighs, then your hips, your breasts, and finally your plump lips that she makes sure to tug at the bottom of it. And she just smiles at you, like an upside down smile
"Whiny, whiny girl. Why are you whiny, baby? uhm?"
obviously you can't even form words at this point
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bestwitchsam · 1 month
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Happy birthday Lizzie, thanks for everything … i love u so much 🎂❤️😍😘
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aaronsinferno · 2 years
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Doctor Strange: “kick that witch’s ass”
America Chavez to Wanda:
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rykemeadow · 9 months
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[WANDA MAXIMOFF] You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
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vanillaxbiscuit · 2 months
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Twinflower
I know this march will be their 60th anniversary. Let me hype their early birthday a bit. he he he. Got a little bit excited.
Please looking forward for my first collab ScarletWitch60th at here, twitter and devianart~ Lili will post first on 1st March 2024 at her twitter. Im so happy to be able to participate with all amazing artists that love the character I do.
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d0wnb4df0rf1cm3n · 1 year
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Bondage
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
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Wanda's definitely the type to use her powers on her lover. But not in an 'I'm going to mind control you until you're horny beyond belief' kinda way. No, no, no. I imagine her using her telekinesis on you.
See, it starts when you get home. It's been a long day. Wanda's been gone for the last week on some kind of mission for the Avengers and you've been at the office putting out fires since early in the morning.
In your tiredness, you don't realise that you're gently being pushed toward the bedroom. You don't realise that Wanda's sat on her armchair in the corner of the room, her fingers surrounded by a red glow. You don't realise you're hastily being undressed.
You finally catch a glimpse of Wanda as you're being led towards the bed, your face breaking into the largest smile. You try to move towards her but Wanda's magic pushes you into the centre of the room. Her magic lifts your arms towards the ceiling and keeps them locked there, invisible binds keeping them in place. Your ankles are bound in the same way, leaving you bare and spreadeagle in the middle of the room, ready for whatever Wanda has in store.
She circles you like a vulture circles its prey, running a knuckle over each of your nipples, watching them pebble as her touch leaves them.
"I've had a long few days, honey. Will you let me use you however I want? Let me get all of my stress out?" She whispers, reaching around to massage your ass with her hands. You nod vigorously, more than excited for what's in store.
She opens the box at the foot of your bed, pulling out 2 dildos and a ring gag. She fastens the ring gag in your mouth, the stretch slightly painful but welcome. "So you drool over your tits," she justifies, "I love it when you make a mess everywhere." Her fingers find their way to your pussy, dripping in anticipation. "Such a messy baby, already leaking everywhere." She starts toying with your clit and you thrash against your bounds, trying to find more friction. She chuckles at your helplessness, "Don't worry baby, I'll give you exactly what you want soon. I promise."
She slaps your cunt a few times, making you scream and moan wildly. She then introduces the dildo to your cunt, the head slipping easily past your folds. She pushes it into you until you're settled at the base and she uses her powers to keep it in place. You feel so full that your eyes roll back in your head as you try and move around the fullness of the dildo.
Drool starts to hit your tits as your mouth hangs open. You wiggle your ass, begging for any movement or friction. The dildo starts to move out of your cunt at an achingly slow speed. Wanda moves behind you, her fingers coated in lube. As the dildo completely retracts from your pussy, she sticks her fingers in your ass, before replacing them with the dildo. You feel ridiculously full. As the dildo in your pussy moves out the dildo in your ass moves in, and vice versa.
Your eyes roll back in pleasure as you crash into your first orgasm, your legs shaking as you squirt everywhere. Wanda relaxes in her armchair, a vibrator held in her hand. She pleasures herself as she watches cum over and over again. She watches you go dumb, praising you as you drooled down onto your tits, eyes glazed over with pleasure. "Look at you, my pretty baby. Taking everything I give you. I think you can do one more, right? Right, baby?" You nod your head desperate to please her - Wanda being the only thing that existed in your lust-driven mind.
After 10 or 12 orgasms, you and Wanda both lost count. She releases you from your bounds, catching you as your legs collapse beneath you. Cum trickles down your thigh, which Wanda catches with a finger and brings to her mouth, "Oh baby, you taste so good."
She carries you to the bathroom and cleans you up with a wet cloth, as you lean into the crook of her neck. She whispers sweet praises in your ear before placing you on the bed. She grabs a glass of water from the kitchen and coaxes you into drinking a few sips before you fell asleep. You whined, begging her to just let you sleep, but you listened anyway. She brings your head down onto her chest as you slip into sleep.
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Parenthood
Summary: Wanda has always wanted to be a mom, whilst you have had your doubts.
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Widow!Reader
Genre: Angst, little bit of fluff at the end
Warnings: Scaring Wanda with a gun, early stages of pregnancy, being a mom, gender reveal parties, doing something you shouldn’t have (i suck at warnings without spoiling stuff)
Requested: yes/NO
Words: 3,448
A/N: This was written on the fact that I don’t have a great relationship with my mother (she is NOT my mom, that’s for sure) and I’m personally terrified of being a mom. I know I don’t have to be pregnant (which is another fear of mine) but I do like the idea of having children. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk :)
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Ever since you became a SHIELD agent beside Natasha, you knew what could happen in your personal life. If you had a partner, enemies could try to use them as leverage, so you closed yourself off romantically. Similarly, children were a no-go, without question.
Which made you slightly glad you had graduated in the Red Room. Yes, the torture, the chemical subjugation and the psychological conditioning was traumatic and filled your nightmares, but you didn’t have to worry about having children, having a weakness. It made everything easier, especially the killing. 
But, your abstinence of love came to an end when you met Wanda Maximoff. You were on a mission in the Bahamas whilst the whole Sokovia deal went down, which meant that when you returned, you were surprised to see a new addition to the team. Vision was there too, but you didn’t really pay much attention to him.
Instead, you wondered why nobody was talking to this sweet-looking and obviously saddened woman. She was about your age and you had come to introduce yourself once, but the look on her face confused you.
“I’m Agent L/N, but you can call me Y/N. What’s your name?”
She looked up at you and muttered her name softly. “Wanda. Wanda Maximoff.” 
“It’s nice to meet you, Wanda. Do you want to watch a movie?” You offered as you scanned through the kitchen for a snack. 
You took her silence as a yes and began to pull out some popcorn and other sweets before you saw a red wisp come past and grab a bag of candy. You watched, mesmerised, as it floated back to Wanda and her eyes held that similar glow.
“Do it again.” You blurted out, surprised by your own words. 
“I’m sorry?” Wanda asked and you quickly threw the popcorn packet at her, her magic stopping it from hitting her in the face.
“Whoa.” You chuckled, creeping up next to it with complete fascination in your eyes.
“Y-You like it?” 
You looked up at Wanda. “Like it? It looks amazing! This is so cool!” You brushed your hands through the wisps, watching them break and reform when your hand moved far enough away.
“It tickles.” You snickered, watching Wanda’s eyes drop to her candy.
Your smile faded as she picked one out, only for it to grow back as she offered it to you. You opened your mouth and she placed it on your tongue, watching you taste it and hum happily.
“Careful now, Maximoff. I might just start liking your sweets a bit too much.” You smirked, grabbing her hand before you dragged her to the movie room. 
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That was four years ago. It took a while, but Wanda eventually confessed her love for you, only for you to say it back instantly with a kiss. Now, you lived in your own apartment that wasn’t too far from the Avengers Compound so you could still do missions. 
It was a busy day at work and you had just come home, exhausted. Training recruits was a mess when every one of them had poor stance or technique, making you have to save a couple of them from breaking their necks or snapping another’s. 
“Wands? I’m home.” You called out, placing your bag down in the kitchen to see dinner cooked and sitting idly in pots and pans. 
But no Wanda. 
“Honey?!” You called again, this time with more urgency. 
You swept through the house with your gun by your side and saw a light on - your bedroom. You heard muffled cries and instantly pulled your gun up into your sights, creeping silently around the bathroom door before stepping out to aim the gun at the back of Wanda’s head.
She shrieked and spun to face you, eyes wide with fear. You threw the gun to the ground and swept her into your arms, calming her down. 
“Shh, my love. It’s okay, I just thought someone had taken you. It’s alright, I’m here.” You cooed, running your fingers through her hair as she caught her breath.
“Don’t you do that ever again, you hear me?” She scolded you lightly whilst she hugged you, your eyes opening to see a white stick turned upside down on the bathroom counter.
“Wanda… what is that?”
She pulled away from you and fiddled with the rings on her fingers. “I’m late.” 
Your eyes widened. You two hadn’t been trying, but you knew being a mother was a part of Wanda’s future, whether you liked it or not. Of course, you had supported her decision, but you always had a nagging voice in the back of your head. 
“M-My rose, how much time left?”
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and showed you the timer. 20 seconds. You took a few deep breaths with her and watched the timer stop, spinning Wanda around so she could pick up the stick whilst being held by you. 
Two lines. 
Wanda placed the stick down and clasped a hand over her mouth, looking at you in the mirror. You were still looking at the stick and her magic brought your eyes to the mirror, seeing her teary expression of happiness.
“I’m gonna be a mom.” She whispered, shocked. 
“You’re gonna be a mom, my love.” You smirked softly, kissing her cheek as she looked down at the test. 
“I’m gonna be a mom!” 
She spun around and kissed you feverishly, to which you could taste the salty tears within her lips. You pulled away and she looked confused, but you simply brushed away a few stray hairs before you cupped her cheeks.
“We’re gonna be moms.” You smiled with a whisper, hiding your insecurity deep within your fortified mind. 
She grinned at you and kissed you again before shoving you into the shower, cleaning you quickly so that you could call everyone you wanted to call. 
And you knew you were running out of time to tell her. 
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You sat patiently in the nurse’s office whilst Wanda lifted her shirt to expose her stomach, shivering at the cold gel the nurse put on. The ultrasound whirred to life and you simply stared at the screen, confused by the whole contraption. 
“Wanda, would you like to meet your child?” The nurse turned to show her the screen, the outline of a growing baby. 
She chuffed out in shock and looked up at you, but your eyes were still trained on the screen. Suddenly, the nurse began to move the wand over on the witch’s stomach and gasped. 
“I should say children. You’re having twins! Congratulations!” 
You and Wanda made eye contact before she kissed you softly, happiness flooding her whilst the nurse cleaned her stomach of gel and dismissed you both. You had both planned to have a gender reveal at the Avengers Compound and the nurse sent the results to Natasha, the only person you really trusted with that information. 
The drive back home was quiet as you both processed this new information. Not only was Wanda healthily pregnant, but she had two babies growing inside of her. Two. One you could handle, but two? It seemed like a lot of work.
Your insecurity inched closer to the front of your mind. 
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You stood in the compound with a can of soda in your hand. Two boys. Everyone was elated and Wanda was distracted enough by all of the congratulations that you had slipped away into the kitchen. You could feel your breathing getting shorter and you closed your eyes, doing what your therapist had taught you - slow, deep breaths.
It wasn’t until you felt a hand on your shoulder that you opened your eyes, seeing Natasha stand next to you.
“Congratulations.” She muttered, leaning against the counter as she watched you.
“Natasha, can I tell you something?” You asked, afraid that you would be judged.
She nodded silently, waiting patiently for you to speak. Your mouth opened and closed, huffs of air coming out as you couldn’t put your thoughts into words.
“You don’t know if you want to be a mom.” Natasha answered for you, watching your body tense up before it relaxed.
“You knew? Of course you knew, you’re Natasha freaking Romanoff.” You slapped your palm into your face, sitting down on the couch chair before she sat opposite you and put her glass of wine down.
“Y/N, you are a brilliant woman. You excelled in every aspect of your life and you were sure of every decision you made, including marrying Wanda. Why are you so hesitant now?”
“I… I don’t know, Natasha.” You sighed, putting your head in your hands.
“I love her, I really do, but I just don’t know. I don’t know if I can handle one kid, let alone two. What do I teach them? How can I be a mom when I didn’t even have one of my own? She moulded me into the perfect assassin, almost as perfect as you. I just…”
Natasha sighed and moved towards you, sitting on the arm of the chair before her hand fell onto the middle of your back. “Look, I think you need to talk to Wanda. Maybe take a few days off, have a chat with her and you’ll figure it out. She’s perfect for you and you can’t let her go, Y/N.” 
You nodded as you sniffled and dried away your tears. You stood and turned to the Widow who held a plain look on her face. 
“I’ll talk to her tonight. For now, we celebrate.”
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You sat nervously in Wanda’s room, holding onto the small ultrasound image of your twin boys. You smiled softly and fiddled with the edge of the photo before you heard a knock at the door, your head turning to see your beautiful wife standing in the frame.
“Tired?” You asked, opening the sheets next to you.
She nodded and came underneath before holding onto your waist, looking at the image with complete love. “I’ve already started thinking of names.” 
You hummed, waiting to hear them. She told you a few and you liked them all, unable to choose since your mind wasn’t really in the conversation. It wandered as you thought about how you’d tell her, still hidden behind the shield in your mind. 
You hated hiding things from her, but this was very much a ‘you’ thing. You knew Wanda wouldn’t give them away; this has been her dream since she moved in with the Avengers. You sniffled quietly as a few tears fell to your eye, not going unnoticed by Wanda.
“Hey… why the tears, my love?” She asked you softly, brushing them away with the pad of her thumb. 
“Just… emotional. And you’re the pregnant one.” You scoffed lightly, kissing her plump lips as she leaned into you. 
“How about we go to sleep?” She offered, wrapping you in her arms.
She watched as you tensed, pulling away slowly as she registered the battling look in your eyes. “Y/N… show me your thoughts.” 
You looked up at her and her furrowed brows, shaking your head lightly as you scoffed. “Wanda, it’s not something for you.” 
“Like hell it isn’t. Show me them, Y/N, now.” She lifted her palm towards your head but you rolled off of the bed before it could reach.
“Wanda, it’s my mind.” You barked. 
“And you’re my wife. Tell me what is troubling you or I will force my way in.” She growled, her eyes now glowing. 
You felt annoyance drip through your thoughts. This was something you had to figure out, alone - why couldn’t she understand that?
“You’re forcing my hand here, detka (baby). I don’t want to hurt you, but I’ve trained you on how to keep a telepath at bay, so I have no doubt your mind is fortified.” 
“Really? You’re using that pet name?” You huffed, only to realise what information you had spilled.
Her eyes stopped glowing as she looked at you. “Is this… Do you not want to be a mother? Y/N, I’m too far along to have an abortion and I’m not giving them up. I want to be a mom.” 
You looked up at her before you turned away, your voice quiet. “You could’ve asked me before you magicked them into your belly.” 
She whipped your head around with her magic and you were forced to look her in the eye. “Y/N, do you or do you not want to be a mom?”
“Wanda, it’s not that simple!” You pushed her backwards lightly, but she stumbled onto the bed as shock filled you.
“No… Wanda, please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”
“Get out.” She spoke quietly, making you all the more terrified.
“Wanda, please-”
“GET OUT!” 
The door opened behind you and her magic picked you up before you were thrown like a ragdoll into the empty hallway, something you were thankful for, whilst your head hit violently against the wall. In a daze, you looked up and saw a slight glimmer of guilt before Wanda’s door closed, shutting you out. 
You stood and shuffled towards her door, pressing your forehead against it like you should have done with her palm. 
“Honey, please…” You whimpered.
Natasha was right. Wanda was perfect for you and you couldn’t lose her, even if your stupidity had probably just done that. 
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It had been three days since you talked to Wanda. You’d seen her throughout the compound, smiling and chatting whilst she would do some light exercise with Clint or Natasha. However, every time you came into the room, she would briefly say goodbye before leaving. 
“She’s a stubborn one, that’s for sure.” Natasha smirked as you walked over to her by the ring, sweat dripping down her shoulders that you threw a towel at.
“Cover up before your fiancé gets jealous.” You grumbled, waving at Maria from across the gym. 
“Somebody’s a sour-puss. What, you miss your wifey?” 
You glared at Natasha and she shook her head whilst chuckling. “You know I’m just teasing you. You should corner her somehow, then explain your absolutely shitty thought that you’d be a crappy mom.” 
Suddenly, an idea appeared in your mind and you snatched onto it before hiding it within your fortress. Natasha watched as it folded out into a plan on your face, even if nobody else could read it.
You walked out of the gym and echoed out the thought that you hated being in the upcoming corridor on your left, knowing that Wanda would go right. After a few minutes, you did the same, but sent her left instead of right.
By the time you were done, you had cornered her in the hallway that you shared, with your room on the left and hers on the right, even if you hadn’t been in yours for ages. You watched as she walked into her room, leaving the door open without another thought, and you snuck inside before closing it quietly.
She started to undress and your eyes widened before you cleared your throat. She spun quickly to see you with your eyes closed, something she remembered from the early stages of your relationship. 
“Wanda, please, let me explain.” You started, but you didn’t see the anger on her face.
“Open those annoyingly beautiful eyes and look at me when you speak.” 
You hid the smile that came from the angered compliment and opened them slowly, watching her calm slightly at the sight of them. You knew she would look at them forever if she wanted to, simply enamoured by your beauty.
“You wanna explain? Which part? The part where you were going to skip town when I had the boys? Or the part where you touched me in a way you said you would never do?” 
You could see the tears in her eyes as she stood in front of you, your guilt filling your mind. You remembered that promise, to never hurt her like HYDRA did, to never touch her in any way short of lovingly. 
“Well? Speak!” She huffed, and you heard the sad tone hidden behind the anger.
You took one step closer to her until her chest was against yours and you cupped her cheek softly, bringing her nose to yours. 
“I will never leave you. Not in a million years.” You sealed that promise, keeping it locked in your heart.
“Then why don’t you want to be a mom?” She sniffled, not able to hold it back anymore. 
You sighed and let your thumbs dance along her skin before the words came to you. “A person worthy of the devil’s praise should not be having a child with the most pure soul in the multiverse.” 
She watched you pause before you hugged her tightly, pulling her ear towards your lips. “I’m terrified, my love. I’m terrified they will be broken, just as I am, and I’m terrified I will not be enough for you or for them.” 
You felt her body jolt with shock before you pulled away, giving her a brief kiss on the forehead as you moved to leave. You knew, in your heart, that Wanda deserved better than you, that she deserved someone who wasn’t scared of parenthood. 
So if leaving her was the best choice, then so be it.
But you felt something tighten around your waist and looked down, a thin wisp of red curled around you before you were pulled back. You were spun into the arms of your wife who kissed you passionately, holding you tightly by the hips as her body pressed against yours, reaching and stretching your shirt before she pulled away to breathe.
“I do not deserve better than you, Y/N, because you are the best for me. I want you, and I have wanted you for so long. Why do you think I put a ring on that bloody finger of yours, hm?” She asked, watching as tears pricked your eyes whilst her vision became blurry.
“You showed me that love came in many forms before it became romantic. The act of giving, of assuring, of touching, of doing, you showed me that before you even kissed me. Even if I married Vision, I know you would stick around and be here because you are the one who said those magic words first.” 
You blushed softly and she cupped your cheeks, kissing you oh so gently now. She simply loved the feeling of you against her, in every way imaginable, even if it was something as small as your lips. 
“You would never marry that toaster. I’d forbid it.” You grumbled, nestling into her neck as she laughed heartily.
“Oh, really?” 
“Mhmm. I’d object at the ceremony before I’d pull you down the aisle, and even if I didn’t object, I’d steal you within the cover of darkness.” 
She snickered softly before she pulled you into a comforting hug, the kind that got you hooked on the drug that was Wanda Maximoff. 
“Now…” She pulled away, letting her fingers delve through your hair like it was second nature; and it was.
“Are you ready to be a mom with me?”
You stiffened slightly but the light touch on your jaws made you nod softly. “I have nine months to get over this fear and to show you that I won’t leave.”
She grinned and curved herself into you, hooking her arms around your neck as she lightly hung there, simply being with you. She nuzzled into your neck and you sighed, breathing in her coconut shampoo whilst your hands moved to her belly. She smiled against your skin as she felt you kneel down in front of her, lifting her shirt to show her slight belly bump. 
You caressed it slowly, like you were admiring the smoothness of an eroded stone, and kissed her skin. “Mama loves you, boys, no matter what. Mama won’t run away from Mom, not in a million years.” 
“You can definitely try, but you won’t get far.” Wanda smirked, making your eyes stay on her even as you stood.
“Let’s get you some rest. I fear that with two of them, you will not have it for much longer.” 
She sighed into you as you picked her up by her thighs, laying her down in the bed before you crawled in beside her. Your shoulder became her pillow and her stomach became your hand’s resting place, brushing just underneath the hem with your thumb.
“I love you, Wanda.” You kissed her temple.
“I love you too, Y/N.” She murmured against your shirt, kissing it softly before you both fell asleep.
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chvoswitch · 11 months
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𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡
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horror-sapphic · 1 year
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Wanda Maximoff headcanons 0.1
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Summary: Sweet little headcanons about my wifey
A/n: pls reblog
 Wanda loves autumn, she loves the way the leaves look. She loves the dimness of the sky and how quiet it is.
 Living in the city during Autumn has its ups and downs for her. She hates the busy street chatter, but loves going to sit at the big city parks during the chilly evenings.
 She loves making pumpkin pie for you, with the right amount of cinnamon and pumpkin. 
She loves sleeping with you in bed and wrapping herself around you to keep warm, Listening to your steady heartbeat as you sleep.
She loves her daily routines, she becomes very stressed when something interrupts her planned routines. 
She loves reading to you in her language, she loves the way you genuinely try and listen to what she’s saying even though you don’t understand what she’s saying.
Wanda loves giving you nose kisses quickly and randomly, you call her the “kissing ninja”. 
Wanda loves sitting by the window looking into the backyard as a heavy storm is approaching.
She loves decorating for the holidays, she turns into “monster wanda” (as you like to call her). Smacking your wondering hands that finds itself trying her freshly baked cookies.
She loves traditions, like kissing under the mistletoe. She INSISTS on stopping to kiss under every single one.
She’ll purposely sneak a way to get you two under a mistletoe during the entirety of December. (You don’t really mind it).
Wanda loves humming you to sleep, she’s actually a good singer. You love hearing her sing to herself in the shower.
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crystalxwitch · 1 year
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12| Second Round - W. Maximoff
Summary: basically just smut
Warnings: smut! 18+, minors DNI| top!reader, bottom!Wanda, thigh-riding, horny Wanda can't sleep anymore
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There's a sound of shifting in the quiet room. A breathy whimper makes your ears perk up. Is she having a nightmare? You sleeplessly reach out your hand for her. Wanting to place your hand on hers, you hope to calm her down. You hate to see her like this. 
Touching her upper arm, you slowly move your hand down. Another whimper escapes her mouth. Careful not to wake her up, you ever so gently follow her arm down to her hand. All the time you have your eyes closed. If you'd open them it would be harder to fall asleep again.
Shifting a bit closer, you realize that she takes up more space than usual. Her leg touches yours, probably laying on her back. Not thinking anything about it, you tuck your head closer to her hair. Feeling her muscles flex under your fingertips, you furrow your brows. Is she awake?
"I need you again."
That wakes you up instantly, the previous dream is nothing compared to the woman in front of you. You can't believe your eyes. Wanda has one hand between her spread thighs, staring at you with pleading eyes. Her fingertips move in lazy, slow circles over her clit. Your fingers stay on her arm, now laying on her wrist. 
Her teeth sink into her lower lip, trying to keep her sounds at a low volume. A light shiver overtakes her body. You lean closer until your lips touch her ear. 
"Are you that needy to touch yourself until you wake me up?"
Wanda stops her movements. "I- I'm sorry. You can go back to sleep…I didn't want to bother you. I ju-"
You smile, kissing her on her cheek. "Shhh, I'm just teasing you."
You pull her on top of you, your hands settling on her hips. Wanda looks down at you. Her chest heaves with shallow breaths. Goosebumps appear over her skin. You bite down on your tongue. 
"Show me again. Show me how to make you feel good."
"You want me to…touch myself." She quietly whispers, a pink flush spreading over her face. 
You nod. "Yes."
Wanda slowly inches her hand back down over her stomach. Spreading her thighs a bit, she open herself up. Your eyes are drawn to the spot between her legs, groaning as her fingers cup her pussy again. You give her an encouraging smile, squeezing her hips as her fingertips ghost over her clit. 
You nod. "Show me."
She squeezes her eyes shut for a second. Her stomach flexes as her fingertips begin to draw small circles over her clit. Slow. Careful at first. All the time, your eyes are fixated on her pussy, not wanting to miss a single second of the show. She blushes even deeper as the sounds of her pussy travel to her ears.
"Fuck, I can hear how wet you are." You groan.
The moonlight bathes her naked skin in white light. Her nipples harden in the cool air, begging for attention. Your mouth waters at the sight. How can she be this beautiful? Her whole body shudders as you lean forward, pressing a kiss on each of her breasts. 
"Pl-please, fuck me." Wanda whimpers, picking up her pace. "I need you, y/n."
You make it your mission to draw each moan and whimper out of her that wants to break free. The sound is like music to your ears. You never want it to come to a stop.
"Fuck." Her fingers dig a bit harder into your shoulders. "They feel sensitive."
You pull back to look at her. "You want me to stop?"
She lowers her hips down, pressing against your thigh with her fingers continuing to draw circles over her clit. "No…no, don't you dare stop what you're doing."
You grin. "Feels so good, doesn't it?"
She grinds a little harder down on your thigh. Rolling her hips back and forth, you help her with your hands on her hips. The redhead gasps, looking straight into your eyes as they get all hazy. Her wetness spreads over your skin, dripping down on the bed. She's climbing up the ladder to her orgasm quicker than she thought. What have you done to her? Wanda can't control her body anymore. 
"Fuck, that's it."
She sinks her teeth into her already swollen lip. Little whimpers fall freely past her mouth, not caring about being quiet anymore. Her wetness spreads over your thigh, coating it in her arousal as she rubs back and forth. One of your hands sinks into the back of her hair, forcing her back to arch all prettily. 
"Ride my thigh…just like that, baby."
You want to throw her onto her back right then and there. Wanda shudders, her hair faking over her shoulders as she places her hands right below your breasts.
"You look so pretty when you're whimpering." You praise her, cupping her breasts and rolling her hardened nipples between your fingers. "Such a pretty sight. All mine to observe. All mine to touch."
The movements on her clit get sloppier, not able to keep up as her mind gets all mushy. Your hand on her hips urges her to ride your thigh. Brushing her hand aside, you replace her fingers with yours. She violently twitches as your fingers find her clit. Falling forward against your chest, she buries her face in your shoulder. Small curses fall past her mouth. 
"You're doing so good, Wanda." You move her on her back, needing to fuck her properly. "Hold it in for me. Don't come just yet."
She moans your name. Over and over again.
You cup her face. She shakes underneath you, staring up at you with soft eyes. Every rational thought is long forgotten. Her brain doesn't function as it should. You're the only person in her mind.
"Yeah…scream my name." You smile from ear to ear, pressing kisses over her chest. "Let me hear you."
Teary eyes stare up into yours. Her mouth hangs open in an o shape. She throws her head back as you enter her with two fingers. Her legs pull you closer, needing to feel your skin against hers. She's sensitive from your earlier activities. Sore. But she can't help it. Something in her screams for your touch. The moment she fell asleep she dreamed about being fucked by you again. It's maddening.
"M- More…please, fuck me harder." Wanda moans, gasping and panting for air.
You turn her on her stomach, pulling her hips up to have more room. Her face falls into the cushion, not able to move a muscle anymore. She groans as your lips leave bruising kisses over her back. The marks on her front are not enough. You want to paint her whole body in your kisses. Mark her so the world knows she's mine. Even just for tonight. Hopefully, forever.
"Take it like a good girl." You breathe against her shoulder, fucking your fingers deeper into her while your other hand sneaks underneath her stomach. "So pretty…such a pretty girl." 
She clenches around your fingers. Hard. Your thumb continues to work on her clit. Your pussy hovers above the back of her thigh. All this time, your needs have been rising to an unbearable height. Watching her. Hearing her. It is enough to nearly come. 
"You get so adorable when you're fucked hard, princess. Just look at you getting all whiny from getting stretched open."
You grind against her legs, needing to relieve some tension. Wanda's moans get louder. You don't know if she's getting closer or feeling your movements. Dropping your forehead against her shoulder, you curl your fingers against her sweet spot. Your clit just rubs against her skin the right way, the friction heavenly as you feel yourself getting closer as well.
"So…so close." Her voice comes out muffled, her face pressing against the pillow. "Fuck, I'm nearly there. Just a bit more."
Entering a third finger, you stretch her out. Wanda moans, louder than ever before. The light burn at first immediately transforms into sweet pleasure.
"My cute little mess…is it hard to think?" You ask, gasping in the same rhythm as her. "You're just my greedy girl, just aching to finally come." 
Incoherent noises escape her mouth. She can't think anymore. The coil in her stomach snaps. Her mouth falls open, screaming your name. 
You groan deeply. "Go ahead…give me what's mine."
She grabs the sheet while wildly buckling her hips against your hand. The thought of coming together brings you over the edge. She's a quivering mess underneath you. Small aftershocks twitch through her spent body. You gently turn her on her back, wiping the strands of hair out of her face with your clean hand.
You sigh, feeling the aftershocks leave your body. "I've got you."
Wanda grabs your other hand. Without asking, she sucks your fingers into her mouth. You groan at the sight. Her pretty pink lips around your three fingers nearly make you grow wet again. Her tongue swirls around the pads of your fingers. Sucking off her cum, she hums softly. The taste is sweet on her tongue.
"So pretty." 
Wanda smiles all silly and bright. "Yours."
You leave soft kisses over her jawline up to her earlobe. Making your way down her neck, Wanda breathes heavily. You kiss her deeply…hoping to communicate your feelings through it. She's too exhausted to kiss you back properly, letting you guide the kiss. Leaving a little kiss on the tip of her nose, you lay down on the side.
She chuckles. "This is better than a sleeping pill."
"I'm always happy to help you out, princess." You whisper, placing your hand on her wildly pounding heart. "I'll always be there if you need me."
Wanda hums, pressing a kiss on your lips. You close your eyes. You want to burn this night into your mind. She leans back on her back, inching closer until her head rests on your chest. Drawing lazy circles over your skin, the redhead stares up at you. Her beautiful eyes never fail to knock the breath out of your lungs.
"I'm so going to regret this tomorrow." She says in a hushed tone. 
"Why?"
"Because I won't feel my fucking legs."
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mad-maximoff · 1 year
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When We Met
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Wanda Maximoff X G!P Reader 18+!!
Summary: You were invited but to a join a party at the new Avengers compound. You locked eyes with a certain Scarlet Witch
Warnings:(Female Reader has a pen!s) drunk sex, wlw, sloppy bj, unprotected sex, ejaculation
Word Count: 4.1 k
(I haven't written a fanfic with dicks in a LONG time! Almost 7 years lol! So I apologize if it isn't good.) :) <3 Enjoy!
Part 2 is here
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It was never in your nature to come to these sorts of things. Though, one never passes an invitation from Tony Stark. Or else you’d get pestered by him relentlessly. You couldn’t figure out what to wear, but it had to be something formal. Not wedding-worthy, but drunk picture worthy where you still look hot as you’re a complete drunk mess. You wore a brownish-grey suit, with a sheer lace button-up top underneath. You allowed your bare skin to catch the air cooling yourself. You paired the outfit with some layered gold necklaces to liven it up. With your enhanced abilities, you had some things bigger than other women. Though, when you were so ‘happily bestowed’ onto you, there were some minor cons to the reality stone touching your civilian skin. Yes, you became stronger than a common super-soldier, and fight the Hulk family and live to tell the tale. The con is the extra appendage you weren’t born with. It was huge, frankly, everything about you was huge but the thing that hung between your legs made you feel like a real freak. 
You shook the thought away, fluffing the silk pants away from your skin, overthinking the inseam of your pants hugging your unwanted “third leg” too tight. 
You were in the main entrance in the front of the Avengers compound finishing off your smoke. Everyone was like cattle herding into the main doors leading into the party. You weren’t too fond of crowds, thinking everyone was staring at you. Your face was feminine but your shoulders down looked like a man's body. You looked like Bucky Barnes with tits. Or that’s what you thought.
“Oh miss Y/n! Fuck finally! Some real people to hang out with!” Kate sat slumped over on the couch, already drunk even when the party had just begun. She wasn’t wearing anything special, just a pair of ripped jeans and her white long-sleeved she always wear saying “лайка”. 
you were kicking yourself in the ass for dressing up. Until you noticed everyone but Kate was wearing something formal.
Yelena stood behind the bar with Tony mixing drinks. Yelena scoffed handing you a beer. 
“Da, Y/n. I’m quite pleased you are here. Kate is a fucking lightweight when it comes to drinking.” Her back turned to nudge Tony as he cleaned glasses. You noticed she forgot to open your beer. You looked around making sure no one was watching as you intertwined your index and your middle finger around the cap lifting it lightly making a popping noise.  
“Y/n. Come now. You don’t have to feel embarrassed about your strength. Buck and I can do that easily.” Steve stood behind you clinking your beer to his. You both took a swig each before finally finishing the conversation. 
“Oh, I’m not ashamed, Steve. I just don’t want to freak anyone out when if I accidentally shatter the bottle. You can control your strength. Sometimes I can’t.” Your fingers clung around the shaft of the bottle. You broke out in a tiny sweat, feeling your chest burn from the inside out. 
"If it happens, it happens Y/n. Accidents happen. We all know you're trying your best." Steve's hand pressed gently on your shoulder, walking off in front of you to join Natasha. You shrugged quitely chuckling to yourself. You followed along standing in front of Kate trying to lift her face off the pillow. "Come one champ! Let's get you sitting straight up huh?" You tried not to move her forcefully, but strong enough to move her body straight up. 
"Come on Y/n! Let's get fucked up!" Kate leaped up to her feet head-butting your collarbone. "No, no. How about I get you some water and sit your ass back down." You grabbed her shoulders sitting her back on the couch. "No! Fuck that! Let's get white girl wasted!" You had to laugh at her state. You've seen her drunk but never this out of it. You had to think of a plan so she wouldn't get sick. You darted to the bar whisking two shot glasses and a bottle of water. You poured the water into the shot glasses, running back to Kate. "Okay, Katey-baby. You wanna drink? Fine here you go!" Kate's hand slurred trying to latch onto the shot glass, finally, however, she gripped the glass throwing the water back. You drank yours slowly making sure Kate didn't notice. "Hell yeah! That went down fine! Give me another!" You turned ripping the water label off and pouring more into her glass. You heard a laugh behind you. You cocked your head around noticing a brunette wearing a white ruffled bustier cami dress, with black heels. She wasn't laughing over someone else saying something, she was laughing at you. You raised an eyebrow towards her which made her grin. She glided across the floor to the couch you were planted on with Kate. 
"Hey there! You wanna little help with this one?" She reached over to Kate's ponytail tightening the elastic. "Help with what Wanda? I'm fantastic! Y/n L/n, this is the beautiful Wanda Maximoff!" Kate tilted her head up to stare at the beautiful brunette. Her lips raised ear to ear, her lips were glossy. "You're too cute Kate." She made her way around the couch sitting next to Kate. "Hi, Y/n. Nice to meet you. Are you having fun babysitting Kate?" 
"Likewise, not really, but I've never seen her this bad. Yelena got ahold of her before I did." You flexed your hand seeing all the veins pop, clenching your knuckles under the gold ring on your middle finger. You seemed nervous speaking to Wanda but it wasn't hard. She was beautiful, yes, and you loved being around beautiful women like her. You loved women but it was hard to explain to women why you have a real dick. 
She laughed again flashing a pair of red eyes instead of green. "Oh yes, Yelena can be very heavy-handed with the booze. How did you meet the gang? You seem like a normal girl, with a little secret." Little secret? What secret? Can she tell? Is there an imprint? You glanced down quickly to see the crotch area, looking back at her. "Secret? Me? Haha, never. I met with Steve when he was searching for Bucky. I touched the reality stone and fucked with my entire genetic makeup completely." You laughed awkwardly seeing Wanda knew you did in fact have something to hide. Yelena came out of nowhere as she stood in front of us waiting for us to finish our conversation. Wanda broke her red-eyed contact with you returning to green to see Yelena. "What you want Maximoff? You want another beer Y/n? I told Barton to collect Kate Bishop so you won't be taking care anymore." She scoffed nudging Kate, taking the shot glasses away. Kate was passed out quite snoring in the middle of the couch.
"I'll have champagne." 
"Yeah, I'll take another beer, Yelena." You fidgeted your watch flexing your bicep, looking around the room and seeing it fill up quickly. 
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Clint picked up Kate after a while of you and Wanda chatted. The party was intensely loud almost making it extremely hard to hear Wanda. The coffee table in front of you was surrounded by empty glasses and beer bottles. You both were getting drunk, the stone didn't affect you as the super-soldier serum did to Steve and Bucky. You can get drunk like a normal person. The only plus was you didn't get hungover. Wanda was warming up to you really quick. The spot where Kate sat was vacant with you and Wanda touching thigh to thigh. Her hand became accustomed to grazing your thigh ever so often. Her hand clenched, nails digging in lightly. It made you jump every time her hand went higher up your leg. 
"Funny. I touched the mind stone and it intensified my powers. My telekinesis, energy manipulation, and some form of neuroelectric interfacing, as Banner calls it. I just called it a burden." Wanda adjusted her body shifting her knees to touch your thigh. Her hand draped behind you against the back of the couch, as her other hand laid gently on your chest. You tried to stay calm feeling a warm sensation boil in the pit of your stomach. 
"Yeah it's a little crazy I guess, but at least you can hide your powers. I open a bottle the wrong way and it shatters. You get a lot of weird looks when your this big and still have boobs." You laughed sipping the last little bit of your final beer of the night. Wanda bit her lip softly staring you down. 
"I don't see that as a bad thing Y/n. You just haven't learnt how to manage your day-to-day with it. At least you weren't taken by HYDRA agents to be their main defence." Wanda hiccuped holding her free hand in front of her mouth. She reached in front of herself grabbed her glass, pulling it back. She looked down at the empty glass almost upset. "Uh oh, my drink's empty. I'm getting more. I'll get you another detka?" She arose softly adjusting her dress over her ass. You took a glance quickly trying not to seem noticeable. Her skin was perfect. Her ass was tight seemly not hugging anything underneath. Was she not wearing panties? You thought. Or a thong you didn't notice. You had to stop thinking like that though, you wouldn't want her to return and you were half mass. You'd be too ashamed. You're always uncomfortable with your little friend. You felt so disgusted by it that you never touched yourself. It's been months. You felt bent up but you didn't want to release. You felt wrong too. 
Wanda returned with a bottle of champagne and beer. You thought you were done for the night, but watching Wanda walk back to you made you reconsider. She gave you an exciting smile scrunching her nose tightly. You laughed at the sight of her feet fumbling about. All of these drinks must have gotten to her quickly when she started walking. The music was booming and Wanda knew the song. She mouthed the words swaying her hips to the beat. She stood in front of you shimming her chest. 
"I'd given up on romance, then I found you. Ain't it crazy what love can do?" She sang along to words cutting through the air. Her hips bucked rotating them in every direction. She popped the cork off the champagne bottle drinking the foam dripping from the opening. She slid herself onto your lap, continuing to girate feeling her pelvis on your belt. Fuck! You have to keep it together. 
Wanda chuckled pulling the bottle away from your lips and placing it beside you on the couch. "Haha! I love this song! Me and my..ex-husband...Vision. Went to a club in Norway and this exact song played!" Her thighs tightened around yours jumping up and down onto you as she danced around. Dammit, Wanda! Stop making it hard to keep yourself in control! You thought trying to think of something to not make you hard. 
"Oh yeah, Vision. I'm sorry about what happened to him. You two seemed to be a really cute pair." Your hands glided on her exposed thighs feeling her warmth heaten your hands. 
"We were. Right now though, I could be all yours Y/n." Wanda bent her head down connecting her forehead to yours. "Now drink your beer detka." Her hand held your beer pursing it to your lips tipping it up softly. Her center was rubbing against the mound in your pants. You felt it rise a bit trying to shift away from her. 
"You wouldn't want me, Wanda. You don't want me to break your bed into the next floor." You grabbed hold of your beer chugging it quickly knowing you'll need it. Wanda stopped moving around on you to grab her bottle, taking a huge drink. She huffed wiping away the extra liquid across her lips. "What if that's what I exactly want Y/n? To be thrown around like a little paper doll." She hummed finishing the rest of the contents in the bottle. You had to laugh again feeling in a daze. The liquor was working on you fast. "You know what my other talent is Y/n?" Her lips grazed your cheek hovering beside your ear. Her breath was hot and it spiked your senses. 
"Huh Wanda, what's that?" Your erection becoming more apparent. Your hand was grasped firmly around her thighs trying to hover her body from your crotch. 
"I can read minds," She moved her head crashing her plump lips onto yours. Her kiss was rough and sloppy. Mixing wine and beer wasn't the best idea but with her, it tasted like heaven. She let go of your lips. Tasting the cherry lipgloss painted on her blush lips. "And...I give good blowjobs too..so I've heard." Your expression must've said it all. It was shocking to hear Wanda speak in a way. Even though you only knew her a short time you'd imagine she'd never talk that way sober. You'd hope. 
"Well I hate to break it to you lovely, but I'm a girl. You can't give me a blow job." You whispered back trying to keep her still hovered over your crotch. As soon as those words spilled out of me, it made you grow harder. You prayed you didn't give up and drop her. Her eyes glowed red again, this time her hands turned colour too. Her hands made yours heavy, making it extremely difficult to keep her off your inseam. 
"That may be Miss Y/n. You are in fact a woman by birth. But the reality stone gave you something really, really special..." Your hands were being pushed down. The red mist latched onto your wrists pulling them down. You couldn't stop. With all of the strength you had, you finally met someone who can beat you. And she was winning. 
You didn't fully realize how erect you were until you felt Wanda sit fully on your lap. "Please Y/n. I know how much you hate your body right now, but please. Let me allow you to enjoy it at least. You need it. Your body is screaming at me to help." Her lips laid onto yours once more. It was deeper, meaningful, and passionate. "Let me help you cum detka..." Wanda whispered on your lips. Her mist came back unbuckling your belt, undoing the one button on your pants. You were so caught up you forgot where you two were. You are at a party full of people. Some may be watching. We weren't totally in the corner. The couch was near the entrance more than the middle of the dance floor. You had to make her stop in case she got even further.
"How about we go somewhere more private huh?" Your cheeks were burnt with either embarrassment or excitement from Wanda. Wanda looked down at you letting her teeth catch her bottom lip. "Good idea fetițăI. Let's go to my room." She leaped off your lap noticing a large lump below your zipper. 
You followed after Wanda trying not to draw any attention to yourself or your state. Everyone would stare if they saw a chick with a boner right now. In front of thousands of thousands of people. We both made it down a hallow hallway. Not a person in sight. All of the Avengers' bedrooms were at the end of this hallway. There were paintings and other things hung on the wall but because the compounds kept getting bombed or destroyed, they kept it very minimalist.
"I can't make it to my room. I need you now." Wanda was in front of you as she turned to face you. Her powers pushed you into the wall beside you. Your belt was still unbuckled and so were your pants unbuttoned. You couldn't move. You had motion in your wrists and hands but your elbows were glued to the wall. Wanda fell to her knees before you wasted no time unzipping your pants, making them fall to your ankles. "I haven't done this in so long, ever since I lost Vision. But, I exactly know what your girly-dick needs." Her shoulders dropped to either side letting her white straps fall off. You looked down at yourself feeling uncomfortable about how close she was to it. That pesky sore thumb sticking out of your white lace panties. Wanda's eyes flashed again looking up at you. "Don't be embarrassed drăguţă. You just stay still and try not to cum too early okay? It's okay if you do. So don't be ashamed if you do. I can tell you never play with yourself." Her fingertips were now cold. Tracing her fingers across the hem of your panties pulling them down to your pants. You saw your dick bust out of freedom moving by itself. It bounced all which ways it could. Wanda's grin glowed. "God are you ever twitchy!" Her hand was soft lifting your shaft straight up.
"I-I'm...sorry..." You spoke softly, you're fingers rubbed together becoming very nervous. 
"Don't be sorry miere. I love when cocks move by themselves. I can fix it easily." Her plump lips wrapped around your head breaking no eye contact. Her lips were warm and inviting. You felt every little sense ask her tongue twirling on your heads opening. Her head bobbed lower taking all of you in her mouth, your cock tingled up to your stomach. You've never been touched in months, even long after your life was shaken up. You felt like a bottle ready to pop open. You wanted to grab Wanda's head but your elbows were stuck to the wall. Your wrists flicked all ways around. You cracked your knuckles in between your middle fingers. Wanda's hands laid tightly on your thighs digging her nails in deeper. Her red mist shined again unlatching your elbows from the wall. Your hands ferociously sank into Wanda's scalp, pushing her behind the back of her head. Her sloppy noises turned into quiet gags as you felt her uvula at your tip. 
"Fuck Wanda...I'm gonna.." Your head rolled back as your sight became fuzzy. You felt like you were dripping out.
"Mhm..don't cum just yet detka, please." She gagged out dripping saliva all over her knees and dress. With Wanda saying just that, you had no sense of self-control. Wanda's tongue spun around your shaft as she repeatedly forced yourself into her mouth. You came instantly, you felt so ashamed. Wanda told you not and you did. Why can't you control yourself? Everything you do you are out of control, why can't you just control your dick? 
"I'm sorry Wanda.." You huffed. Your grip on her head loosened as the guilt washed over you. You couldn't look her in eye. Your head tilted up again looking at the fluorescent light buzzing around. You felt your eyes gloss over but you were trying your might not to shed a single tear. You quickly wiped away a tear ready to fall. Wanda's tongue flexed swallowing her cum-filled mouth. 
"I told Y/n, it's okay. You've never cum with your dick before. I understand." She arose pressing her body close against yours feeling both of your chests rubbing softly. "Now, how about we both figure out another place to it in huh?" Her hand lifted your limp cock in a stroking motion. 
"I can think of a couple of good places." You raised an eyebrow lifting her dress by your index finger. Her body was sweaty underneath her gown. Your hand traced up further feeling a tiny string around her hip. "Looks like you found a spot." Wanda's jaw sat on your shoulder, planting tiny kisses up your neck to your earlobe. "Go ahead, take my panties off." Her teeth clenched a part of your skin. Leaving a glossy kiss sticking spot behind your ear. Your hands hooked onto her biceps flipping her body against the wall. Your hand let go tracing down her body under her skirt. The tips of your nails latched onto the strings of her panties, ripping off her skin. Your hand excitedly stuck into Wanda's core immediately. She was wetter than you thought, your fingers just slipped in and out with ease. A small grunt blurted out of Wanda peering down at your hand. Your middle finger raised rubbing her pulsating clit. 
"Fuck are you ever wet Wand..." Your dick became hard again. Just feeling another woman again after a long time was enough to make your tip drool. Wanda's cheek stuck to the wall letting a hushed moan out. "I know...I just want you to fuck me so badly." Her ass swayed against your hips. Trying to stay up on her feet. You knew she had way too much to drink trying to lie against the wall. She wanted you. And did you too. You wanted to just take Wanda right then and there. Blow her up on that wall. Though, in her drunken state, you knew she couldn't hold onto her own. 
You flipped her back around facing you, she grinned having all of her hair flying in either direction. She laughed hysterically trying to stand in her heels. "Makeup you mind Y/n!" Her arms flung around your neck biting the bottom of her lip. 
"Oh, my mind is made up beautiful. Now, you open up." Your breath was shaky, trying to be assertive. Her leg wrapped around your hip, slowly opening herself for you. Your hard cock slid in with no friction. Her pussy was warm and inviting. Naturally, you supposed but man did it feel amazing. You never had sex with your cock. It almost felt ten times better than when you had a pussy of your own.
"Awe shit!! Y/n! Fuck!" Wanda's head rolled back on the wall as her hand clutched the nape of your neck. Her other leg is wrapped on either side of your hip. Your hands latched onto her legs hoisting her, slamming her down on your thick cock. Wanda's body jolted forcing out a moan into your ear. The force of your thrusting her down on you made the top of her dress let her boobs pop out. Her ass was soft on your legs as she bounced.
"Fuck Y/n! You're gonna make me cum fast!" She whined as she forced your head directly into her chest. Your hot breath was cool against the cold sweat between her breasts. You were trying so hard not cum, you had to stay focused not to cum inside Wanda. You had to plan to pull out when you felt it coming. "God Wanda! Don't say cum! Not now!" Your brows furrowed trying not to think about cumming. 
A red little light sparked behind Wanda's body. Wanda was using her powers. You couldn't tell why. You were too hard-headed trying to focus on other things. Wanda's chin was above your head clenching her teeth. "It's okay detka. Y-you can cum in me..." Her words were choppy thrusting on you. You felt her heartbeat, it was fast and comforting.
"No, no, no. Don't tell me that! Cause I will cum inside!" You groaned between your teeth, locking with Wanda's eyes. 
"That's what I want Y/n. I want you to cum in me. Please, please. Cum." Your focus was lost. All of your hard work was gone down the drain. You felt the urge rising rapidly. Just thinking about cumming in Wanda was enough to make you lose track. 
"Fuck you're making it hard for me not to.." You whispered thinking maybe that'll calm your urge. Even though it didn't. Wanda's walls clenched around your thick cock, making her thighs vibrate. 
"Do it! I'm cumming Y/n!! Cum with me!!" She screamed out flicking her crimson eyes. One final thrust did it. Both of you came at the same time. You felt an eruption flow out of you, going inside her. She was being filled by your warmth on top of already being so warm. Her body tightened around yours. 
"Fuck look what you made me do...I came in you, Wanda.." You sighed wiping tiny beads of sweat off your forehead. 
"Y/n. Don't worry. I wanted you to cum inside." She giggled standing back on her feet. "But you do realize what that means right? Do you have emergency protection or-.." You panicked realizing what you did. Could I get her pregnant? You thought. You assumed you shot blanks but yet. This was your first time. Wand interrupted your train of thought. 
"Honey don't worry. I have it all planned. You get to be the hero you want to be. And I get to have my family back." 
You sobered up once you heard Wanda's true intentions. She probably really liked you. But you heard what Stephen Strange said. Her kids weren't real. Now, they will be. 
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