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abbyromanoff · 9 months

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if it’s okay with you, can i request alpha!wanda x omega!reader? maybe where the reader is like going through their first heat and wanda helps them with it? with g!p wanda + breeding kink if that’s okay!!

btw i love all your fics they’re so good <3 have a lovely day!

SWEATER WEATHER

PAIRINGS: Alpha!Wanda Maximoff x omega!reader

WORD COUNT: 2244

WARNINGS: smut, mentions of blood, kinda dark!wanda, omegaverse, Wanda has a dick, multiple orgasms, handjobs, facials, pet names, possessiveness, teasing, praise, degrading, breeding, back scratching, hair pulling, rough sex basically

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

“It’s alright, you can take it, you’re a big girl.” Wanda praised, brushing the hair out of your face and smiling at your tear-stained cheeks. You had been aching for something all day, but you soon found out it had been her you needed.

“Wanda- oh- oh, god, it- it feels so good!” She hummed, her voice quivering as her hands gripped your waist tightly. She bit her lip as your nails dug into her arms, your eyes rolling back as another orgasm ran through you.

You had woken up that morning with a painful ache in your…more intimate parts. Wanda could sense you were off practically all day, every move you made and every reaction you had, it seemed weird at first. That was until she caught hold of your scent, it lured her in.

She took to holding the small of your back while she was teaching you how to make one of her favorite dishes, her praises only made the discomfort worse.

“And then add that…perfect. Such a good girl you are, huh?” She chuckled as if amused, as if she was amused by your pain. She could read minds, after all, and while she’d never willingly look into your thoughts, they were just so loud, she couldn’t ignore them.

It wasn’t just hurting you though, Wanda was unbelievably hard. You could feel it poking you throughout most of your painfully long day, it only caused your desire to grow.

“Is everything okay, pretty girl?” She asked, her words muffled as she kissed your neck. Your scent gland was on display, begging for her attention. You wanted her to mark you, to color your neck purple with her tongue.

You had never felt so hungry for the older woman, you felt as though you would combust if you didn’t have her near you. When Wanda tried walking away to grab the next ingredient from the fridge, your hand holding onto hers stopped her. She looked back at you, a small smile encouraging you to speak.

“Please stay.” Her eyebrow quirked at your whimpered words, you didn’t intend to show your neediness but it had been growing deep inside of you, begging to be released.

“I’m just grabbing the broth.” You walked closer to her, your eyes averted to the ground until her fingers drew your chin up, forcing your eyes to gaze into her emerald ones. She licked her lips, and that was the last straw for you. You didn’t let her speak as you pressed your lips against hers, your hands immediately landing on her loose sweatshirt as you tried to remove it.

“Wow, wow, slow down, baby. What’s gotten into you, huh?” She knew exactly what was wrong, but she wanted to hear you say it. She wanted to hear how badly you craved her touch and smell.

“I don’t- I don’t know.” You heard of these reactions from omega’s such as yourself and you always wondered why you never felt it. Although, Wanda was your first and hopefully last Alpha you’d be connected to, you assumed you’d finally have these feelings arise when you first met her. But it never came, your entire relationship there was still nothing.

You almost felt bad, as if you weren’t a true and good omega for lacking this hunger for her, but she was always there to reassure you that you were more than good enough. You never expected that when your time would come that you’d feel so passionate and protective over her, you felt a need to make sure she knew she was only your Alpha.

“I think it finally came, Wanda.” She knew from the moment you woke up and described such pain to her that this was it, her moment finally came. The two of you had kept a promise to wait on mating until your first heat had made its way, yet it was close to impossible for the both of you to follow such rules.

“Oh, I know, you think I haven’t been able to catch your scent all day?” Your eyes widened in fright. “It’s been so fucking hard for me to not just- bend you over any surface and have my way with you.” Your breathing quickened as you felt her hands exploring your body. You gasped as you felt them dip into your panties and past your jeans. You subconsciously grinded into it, a loud moan escaping your lips as her palm brushed along your clit.

“Shh, save those pretty moans for just me, okay?” You nodded, gulping down your moans the best you could. “Good girl.” Her accent shined through her words, only causing more arousal to tumble onto her soaked fingers.

“God, you’re soaked, baby. ‘This all for me?” Jumbled words tumbled from your lips as you grasped onto her biceps for support.

“Yeah? I make you this wet?” You knew she was just fishing for the compliments, but the smirk planted on her face only drew you in further.

“You always make me this way, Alpha.” The name rolled off your tongue so heavenly, you were truly an angel. Suddenly, you felt her hand disappearing from your undergarments and quickly latching onto the backs of your thighs, letting your legs wrap around her waist as she lifted you into her arms. Every movement let your confined wetness seep through your clothing as her stomach rubbed against your most sensitive parts.

There was no hope for you when she placed you on the bed. While it was a gentle motion, you could feel the predatory gaze on your body. She watched you wither beneath her, your thighs coming together to rub yourself from the ache.

“Ah-ah, baby, let your Alpha handle that for you.” She grasped your knees and spread your legs smoothly, letting her body rest between them. Your choked-out sob only made it all the more difficult to be soft on you. It was your first time, she wanted to ease you into it, she did. But watching you nervously palm her crotch and smile through a bitten lip was what ticked her off.

“Keep doing that. Fuck, your hand feels so good, darlin’.” She quickly unbuckled her belt and tossed it to the side, letting you undo her pants and drag them down. Before you could rid her of her boxers you felt her hand holding yours, leading it back to her swollen length. You couldn’t see it, but her tip was reddened in pain. There was a small wet patch adorning her undergarments from her drooling cock, it made you smile knowing you caused this.

“Am I doing it right, Wands?” You innocently asked, making Wanda twitch in your grasp. Her hips bucked into nothing as you only allowed a light brush over her tip.

“Mhm, you’re- oh, shit! Y-yes, you’re doing such a good job, little one.” She stuttered over every word, watching as you slowly lowered her last article of clothing besides her top. Your eyes widened when you saw her, she was so hard. You knew she was larger than most, but you had never gotten the pleasure of seeing her like this.

“C’mon, touch me…please.” Her plea was a quiet mumble in hopes she’d receive something more than your teasing touches. She knew she could easily take the upper hand and force herself into your mouth as she came down your throat, but there was a sense of enjoyment in letting you have that control over her pleasure.

Your mouth planted against her full balls in a small peck, chuckling against her skin when she gasped in surprise. Your thumb brushed against her tip as you stroked her and she couldn’t hold back anymore. Without warning, her cock twitched as she was tipped over the edge, small spurts of her cum shooting onto your face. Her eyes squeezed shut as she toppled over in pleasure, one of her hands resting on the back of your head to keep you close, the other continuing your previous strokes on her length.

“You look so fucking beautiful with my cum all over your face, a work of art you are.” You grinned at her praises, leaning further into her touch. She rubbed her thumb along your cheek, coating her digit in her juices. She dragged it along to your mouth, dragging your bottom lip out and smirking when you let your lips wrap around her thumb.

“Such a precious little omega, you’d do anything I asked of you, wouldn’t you?” You nodded, not being able to speak with your mouth occupied.

“Yeah? Even if I told you I wanted to hurt you?” She asked. “God, you’d look so good with your ass black and blue, blood dripping down your thigh when I drag my knife along your perfect skin.” You shuddered in fear, your hand traveling to your dripping cunt without thought. You could feel your clit throbbing through your pants and soon felt Wanda remove her finger from your mouth, gripping your arm and giving you a dark glare.

“Only I’m allowed to touch you like this, you got me?” She replaced your hand with her own, letting her fingers rub you through the fabric.

“You think since I let you touch me you’re suddenly in charge, huh? You’re such a dumb little slut, I love it.” You felt yourself being pushed to lie on the bed, Wanda slowly straddling your waist as she leaned back to remove her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, letting you see her nipples through her little amounts of clothing all day.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamed of this exact moment. Can’t wait to watch you carry my pups.” You felt her quickly ridding your pants and shirt from your fragile body and being chucked over her shoulder carelessly.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’re not even gonna have space in that pretty little head of yours to remember your own damn name.” She was ferile, too indulged in her own pleasure to realize what she was saying.

“Please, Alpha, it- it hurts.” You whined pitifully. Wanda moved your panties to the side and let your gushing wet folds be hit by the cold air.

“Good.” You felt her cock prodding at your hole, giving you no time to adjust as her tip dipped into you. She let out a low moan at your warmth, it had been too long of a wait.

“I’m gonna ruin you for anyone else, baby, no Alpha will ever want to touch your used cunt.” You mewled the further she let her hips go, her pelvis now touching yours.

“Wanda-”

“My sweet omega, such a perfect girl they are.” She growled out, your words falling deaf on her ears.

“So fucking tight, I love this virgin pussy.” Her lips latched onto your neck, her sharp teeth grazing your scent gland. You felt them sink into you, your eyes rolling to the back of your head while her thrusts stuttered for a moment.

“Such a pretty little girl, you’re so lucky I was able to snatch you up when I could.” You knew exactly what she meant by that. She was talking about the other Alphas who wanted nothing more than to claim you as their own. Carol was one of them.

There was never a moment around her that she wasn’t flirting with you. It was fun at first, but with Wanda’s predatory gaze and clenched fists that you didn’t know if she’d use or not, it was best not to test those waters.

The room was filled with the stench of sex and the sound of your thighs clapping together in rhythm. Her hands found their way to your legs as she held them to your stomach, mumbling incoherently about her possessiveness.

“You want your Alpha to breed you, sweet thing? A cute omega like you can’t be waltzing around looking like you aren’t already owned, maybe if I filled you enough, then they’d leave you alone.” You could feel her pulsing inside of you, ready to unleash her seed. You were just as close, the coil in your stomach begging to be let go.

“Alpha, I-I’m so close. Can I- can I cum?” You breathlessly whimpered, feeling her mouth sloppily connect to yours once you finished speaking.

“Cum with me, darlin’.” She mumbled against your lips, reconjoining herself with you once again. Your legs wrapped tightly around her bottom as her thrusts came to a stall, her release shooting deep inside of you while yours poured onto her cock. Your nails scratched down her back, creating red lines as occasional blood appeared from the broken skin.

“Going to look so sexy carrying my pups, I can’t fucking wait.” She spoke, her lips now landing on your breasts. She sucked your hardened nipples as your fingers ran through her hair and tugged slightly.

“Can’t wait for these to get so full and leak with milk. Oh, you’ll be such a good mommy.” Her teeth grazed the bud as you choked out a gasp from deep in your chest.

“I can’t stop, you’re too addicting, love.” You painfully whined as her cock continued to drive deep into you, only to pull out almost completely and repeat.

“Wanda, fuck,” You called for her attention, noticing her droopy eyes staring into your own as she stared up at you from her spot on your chest. “I wanna ride you.”

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olsenmyolsen · 7 months

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You Have Me For The Night (18+)

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MCU AU (Female Reader X WandaNat)

Summary: You need a job and money. Luckily, Natasha Romanoff knows exactly what you can do.

Word Count: 11.7K

Content: Heavy Smut! Sex!!! Fingering, Mommy Kink, Daddy Kink, Edging, Begging, Strap, Praise, switch!Wanda, Transactional Relationship, Corruption kink(?), Oral, Handjob, Aftercare, Feelings

Also special thanks to @lesbianpizza for their help from time to time ❤️

Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff were stuck, and they knew it.

To be more specific, their marriage was stuck.

They loved each other deeply and cared for one another more than themselves. But between training, missions, and the workload of it all. They never ended up on the same page. Or together. In fact, it had been weeks upon weeks since Natasha had touched Wanda and vice versa.

So when week five turned into six. Both of the women felt like they were losing it. Wanda wanted to cry because Nat was across the globe while Natasha wanted to capture their mark and kill the man who made her miss her very spicy scheduled FaceTime call with her little Wands.

But here's where you come in.

You see. You've always been.. flexible. Open-minded.

And with a little download of a very specific new app and a background check using SHIELD encrypted servers led one wife... renting... you for the other.

But we're getting a little ahead of ourselves. So let's back it up a bit and show what happened before you pulled up to a lovely house in upstate New York.

"How's the job hunt going?" Your best friend and roommate Ava Starr asked, making you sigh. Truth be told, since your girlfriend up and left you five months ago for her coworker Jean. You haven't done much of anything. I mean, you cried and got angry and cried again. Got sad. Thought about adopting a cat. But didn't and then cried about not adopting the cat. On top of that, since your father's recent death, you've been coasting off his inheritance. But that money was slowly disappearing.

Hence, the job hunt.

"Oh, it's going.." You reply while you skim through Netflix before switching to Hulu, not satisfied with any of the options. Ava huffs from the kitchen before entering the living room and yanking the Roku remote from your hand, turning the TV off. "Hey!" You barely moved from your laying position on the couch.

Ava walks in front of you, making you eye level with her legs. "Did you use my razor? Your legs are looking better than normal." "Y/N!" Your roommate exclaims, making you look up to her. "Get up." You shake your head. "No."

"Y/N."

"I don't want to." Ava rolls her eyes at you. "Y/N. Now." You groan loudly and annoyingly before sitting up. "Child." Ava huffs at you before sitting right next to you. "Have you at least gone out?"

You know what Ava is getting at. The have you tried dating or hooking up? Question. "Tuesday night." You reply, making Ava furrow her eyebrows before she closes them. "Y/N. You and I went out for Chinese on Tuesday night!"

"I went out!" You whine. "With me. We're not dating!" Ava yells and pushes your shoulder lovingly. "We could."

"We could what?"

"Date." You wiggle your eyebrows as Ava laughs. "No. We couldn't. You're not my type."

"What to pretty?"

"Too annoying." She beat you there. "Besides. You know what I'm getting at." Ava gets up to check on her pasta. You let your body go limp and slide down the couch, forcing your sweatshirt to ride up, exposing your stomach. "Did you even try the apps I downloaded for you!" Ava yells from the kitchen. You mumble in response to her that she surprisingly hears.

"Maybe you just need something new," Ava spoke as she came into the room again with a bowl in her hand. "Maybe." You reply. "Where's your phone?" Ava asks as you slide back up the couch, pulling your shirt down. "I don't know somewhere ar-"

"I got it."

You shrugged as Ava typed in your password and searched through the App Store for you. She started asking you questions, but you were too focused on stealing her bowl of food to notice. She even slapped your hand away when you weren't being as sneaky as you thought.

"Oh, can it." Says your so-called best friend.

You sniffed loudly as she handed your phone back to you. "What is it?" You asked, looking at an empty profile of yourself. "I downloaded an app called hush. It's supposed to solve the two biggest problems you are doing nothing about. Basically, have sex. Get money."

You looked through the photos of the women on the app and felt your face getting warm. "How did you find out about it?" You asked, unable to pull your eyes away from a blonde woman named Carol. "I didn't. It was new. But the reviews seem to be nothing but praise. Plus, only women are allowed to use it. I think it connects to your phone account or something.. I don't know... I just signed you up and hit okay every time a thing popped up." That made you pull your eyes away.

"What if I'm signed up to have like my kidneys harvested or something!?" Ava shrugs at you and spins a forkful of noodles. "It'll be better than to hear you close and reopen Netflix fifteen times a night."

"You're being mean tonight."

"Only because I love you."

You got that right.

You flip through the profile and information tabs. "hush haven for under satisfied hores..?" You did a double-take as you read the words again. Ava snickered while watching you. "They spelled whores wrong." You pointed out, making Ava smack you on the arm.

"Okay, so once I upload my.. pictures.." You look to Ava, who nods along. "And select which category I'm in. Giver or Muse... Then it looks like I wait until someone swipes on me. And then the conversation can start.."

Ava sets her bowl of food down and leans over to help you. "Alright. Let's get to work." She states, forcing you to look at her dumbfounded. "But I was going to look through my.." "Nudes?" She cuts you off. "So what, dude? I've known you half your life. Grow up." Ava makes a point and grabs the phone out of your hand. You don't even try to fight because you get distracted by her pasta. Not wasting another second, you grab it and shove a forkful in your mouth.

"Hey!" Ava finally looks up from the phone. "Come on! I bought dinner on Tuesday." You claim, which Ava rolls her eyes at. "Fine." Ava goes back to your phone before she remembers. "Wait, no, you didn't! I did!"

It's a wonder how you ended up in the bedroom of Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff.

As Ava and you set aside your food-related differences and finish setting up your profile. Across the globe, The Black Widow is sitting in a dingy one-bedroom flat waiting for her ride home after taking down an illegal arms operation.

When her phone rings, she expects it to be Wanda but gets disappointed when it's a bald one-eyed man. "Fury," Natasha says in a manner only she can to a superior. "Romanoff." He replies. "I see you didn't run into any trouble on your little excursion." He smiles, knowing Natasha isn't. "Just the usual. Wasn't even a challenge. I made one guy break his own arm just so he wouldn't have to deal with me."

Fury raises an eyebrow. "I'm sure he was more than happy to do so." Natasha shrugs. "Eh, I still pepper-sprayed him." Natasha leans back in the wooden chair she's in. "So what's the call for?"

"I got some intel on a dark web app called hushquietly launching. Don't know if it's legit. Don't know if it's not. But I figured while I got you waiting on a ride, you could help me out. What do you say, Romanoff?"

Natasha sighs. Nicks got her. "I'll let you know what I find."

"Appreciate it. Say hi to Misses for me when you get home." The line goes dead, and Natasha is left wondering about Wanda. Her smile. Her laugh. Her eyes. Her body. How much she misses her touch. How badly she wants to be with her right now. To feel her.

She dips her back and bites her lip before remembering where she was. "Goddamnit!" Natasha curses and storms off to gather her laptops and get to work.

Safe to say, over the next couple of hours, Natasha couldn't find anything on this so-called hush. The keyword existed but not in a way that would be important to SHIELD or The Avengers. Natasha even scoured the ligament app stores repeatedly, and nothin- "Wait a minute.." Natasha leaned forward and clicked on an app that she could've sworn wasn't there a second ago.

Once the app opened, it was apparent that this was not what Fury was looking for. But.. Natasha didn't stop... She looked over the fine detail of the signup menu and the tagline below.

"A special someone for your special someone."

She looked over the full name of the app before she made sure to think about what she was doing. The line between right and wrong was a little blurry. But the line in the sand was quickly drawn when Natsah's phone went off.

A text from her wife.

"I don't know when you'll see this, Milaya, but I just want you to know that while I think about you every day... right now, I'm thinking about you in a way that makes me cry because you can't fuck me."

Attached was a photo of her Sokovian in Natasha's favorite red lingerie set.

Natasha's fingers hovered over the keys to type a response before stopping herself and smiling.

Not too much later, a message was sent.

Natasha leaned back in her chair, smiling, sipping on a beer. On her laptop was every single thing she could find about you. When everything came up green, and the a-okay was given to Natasha's brain, she let you know your services would be required.

Natasha held her phone and double-checked that the cameras inside and outside the house were in working order.

They were.

"This should be fun."

Ding!

Your phone lit up with a notification from hush. It worked. Whatever you and Ava did worked. "Dude!" Ava looked at the message from a very hot redhead named Natalie. "You have to take this!" You paused your show and looked at the message. You barely skimmed it before you saw the price that was being offered to you. That made you go over and re-read everything Natalie sent.

"I told you the Halloween Catsuit picture would be a good choice!" Ava cheered as you clicked on the pictures of Natalie. You knew the pictures had to be of her. The app ran an algorithm that detected fake/ai photos. So, was Natalie like a model? Or just sculpted by the gods? What did they need you for?

But as you re-read the message for a third time. You still couldn't believe it.

"Hello Y/N,

I'm just going to cut straight to the chase. I want your services tonight for my wife, Wendy.

I'm away on business, and lately, I haven't been able to give my wife the satisfaction she needs. So, inquiring someone as beautifully stunning as you isn't a wrong place to ask. I'm willing to spend $10,000 for tonight's services and hoping we can bend the rules a little. If you accept, we will discuss more.

Hope to hear from you ;)"

You stared down at your phone, unaware of Ava reading over your shoulder. Your only focus was on three things.

1. Natalie wants you to fuck her wife. 2. She called you beautifully stunning, which means she's seen your pics, and that made you get very, very, very warm. 3. $10,000.

Your phone dinged again as a new message appeared while your brain was processing.

Okay, now there was one more thing on your mind.

Natalie's wife, Wendy.

"After this, I won't be able to send you anything else until you accept. So, with that in mind, Y/N, here's a picture of Wendy from Halloween last year. I thought you might enjoy this since you posted that very sexy Catsuit photo from Halloween. Anyways, cute, right? Just imagine what she's like when she is begging to be fucked like the slut she is."

The accept button was staring at you in the face.

After looking at a picture like that, how could you say no?

"She's gorgeous," Ava spoke up for the both of you. You just nodded before moving your lips. "She is." Then it dawned on you once again."Holy fuck."

Wendy's wife was about to pay you $10,000 to have sex with someone that you'd pay to hurl slurs at you. Not that you think Wendy would, but you get the point.

Natasha's phone beeped on the bedside table where she was staying. She leaned over, wearing nothing but a black t-shirt and bike shorts, having changed after Fury told her that her ride would be delayed.

Anyways. It wasn't Wanda or Fury messaging her.

It was you.

She smiled and felt the giddiness run through her body when she read the words: "I accept."

The money hit your account quicker than you thought possible. Seconds after you accepted Natalie's offer, the money was there.

Along with an address and Natalie's preferences for what you should wear for Wendy.

- No Panties - Black Dress - Black Tights - Black Heels - Peach Lipstick

You didn't know why it had to be peach lipstick, but when you asked Natalie, she told you to "ask Wendy."

Regardless, Ava and you couldn't believe it. You couldn't think that this was actually happening. That this was going to work. Which meant you couldn't believe that you had to tell Ava that she was right for once.

Luckily, Ava didn't let it get to her head. (She did, especially because she just happened to have the peach lipstick you needed.)

Ava offered to drive you to the location typed in, in your maps app, but you've seen the way she drives, and you'd like to arrive in one piece, so you Ubered.

"Couple of minutes out." You messaged "Natalie".

Unbeknownst to you was that Natasha was already tracking you. Laying in bed, one arm propping her up, she watched a little dot, you, arrive closer and closer to the house she and her wife, Wanda, shared.

Natasha could imagine your face sprinkled with curiosity as the Uber made its way up the winding road that was their driveway.

Even better was the fact that Wanda knew nothing. After messaging her wife earlier, she had to be left to her own devices, which was nice and all, but Wanda was missing contact. Her vibrator and fingers could only do so much. She missed the touch of someone on her body. Lips on her own. Fingers in her hair. She needed it and more!

Badly!!

Wanda turned off the living room TV after not paying attention to anything for the last half hour and was ready to head upstairs when her phone started ringing.

Stopping in front of the stairs, she smiled. "Hi, baby!" Wanda giggled, hoping Natasha would be home soon. "Hi detka." Her wife replied. "How are you?" Wanda asked as she ran up the stairs to peel off her sweats she put on following her afternoon activities. "I'm good Wands. Waiting for my ride out. So I'll be home later than scheduled."

Wandastoppedmoving as her pants fell to the ground, revealing the red strap she put on earlier just for Natasha. "Oh.." The disappointment in Wanda's voice was evident. "Wanda-" "No, it's okay, Tasha. I get it." Wanda sadly took off her top and was about to remove the harness when Natasha's voice spoke up on speaker. "Stop what you're doing!"

Wanda froze her movement. "Don't take that off!" Natasha spoke again. "How did- cameras." Even though Wanda couldn't see it, her wife smiled. "Turn around for me, beautiful." Wanda took her hands off the strap and turned around to the camera in the corner of the ceiling. Smiling at it when she saw the red light glowing underneath it.

Natasha was watching.

"Was that for me?" Natasha smirked. "It was."Wanda grabbed the phone and walked around to the side of the bed, bringing herself closer to the camera. Leaning back so Natasha gets the full of view of her naked wife with a 7" red silicone cock.

"What was my little witch planning on doing with it?" Natasha asked, knowing full damn well. Wanda playfully rolled her eyes at the nickname.

"I think only good girls who come home are allowed to know," Wanda spoke as she turned around, showing off her big smooth ass. Working out with a spy has its benefits.

"So if I were there, you'd do something about it?" Natasha asked while her eyes watched your dot stop right in front of the house. Your Uber leaving. Wanda still having no idea.

Wanda sat on the bed, smiled, and stared at the camera as she started moving her hand up and down the shaft of the cock. "Yes." The Sokovian spoke.

Nat bit her lip as the ring camera went off. The noise and notification alerting Wanda as well. "Is that you?" She looked up to the camera, asking. "No, baby. It's not. But it's for you, my Wendy."

Wanda turned and grabbed her phone, confused. "For me? Wendy-" The alias made Wanda remember times before the I Do's. "Natasha, what did you do?" Wanda was about to take her strap off yet again when Natasha commanded her not to.

"Keep it on. But on your pink robe. She'll explain everything detka. I'll call you in a bit. I'll be watching on cams."

With that, Natasha hung up and left Wanda in their bedroom, horny and confused about what her wife had in store. She turned her head and saw the red light still on. Okay. Wanda thought. Let's see what this is. She ran to the bathroom and slipped on her pink-colored robe before making her way downstairs.

On the front porch, you felt sillier and sillier. The doorbell had gone off twice, and no one had come to the door. You were about to call it quits and probably cry when you got home when your phone buzzed.

"She's coming, baby, don't worry."

If the term of endearment didn't make you blush, then the woman on the other side of the door would have when it flew open, revealing the woman from the photo sent earlier.

This time, instead of a Halloween costume, she was wearing a bathrobe. Her smooth skin was darker than in the photo, and the picture you saw didn't do her eyes justice. Standing before you, you could see pools of emeralds she had been blessed with. Her freckles and moles danced across her body, making you look everywhere before you focused up and smiled as she did the same. "Hi." She softly spoke.

Her slightly accented voice makes you want to scream without the s.

"Hi." You smiled like an idiot, even extending your hand like one, too. "Y/N." Wanda smiled at your cuteness. "Wendy." She said, knowing you'd believe it. "So what do I owe the pleasure, Y/N?" Wanda stepped onto the front porch, coming closer to you. She was now at your level. A bit shorter than you, thanks to your heels.

The step down made her cock jiggle, not that you saw. You fumbled over your words, making Wendy smile and giggle. You froze and let a heatwave run over your body. That giggle of hers, you'd do anything to hear it again.

"Try again, sweetheart."

The pet name should've clued you into the fact that maybe Wendy already knew what you were doing here, but it didn't. You just smiled and started speaking while trying not to get lost in her eyes.

Oh, Tasha, she's so cute. Where did you get this one?

While you poorly explained the events that led you to having an app placed onto your phone, Wanda decided to look you over discretely.

Natasha dressed you. If the black on black on black wasn't a giveaway, then the peach lipstick would've been.

Wanda smiled as she watched your kissable peach-covered lips move. She was going to have fun with you.

Wanda's eyes quickly moved up your body again past the black heels that you'd be in all night and up your legs. Your dress stopping not even mid-way down your thighs.

Wanda was highly aware of what all of this meant.

"...so then, after seeing that cute costume, I accepted. I must say you're much more beautiful in person. Natalie didn't do you justice." You rambled, and Wanda picked up the name Natasha was going with. "Why thank you, Y/N." Wanda smiled before opening her mouth again.

"I know you said this was your first time using this.. app.. but have you ever done something like this?" Wanda needed to know. You slowly shook your head, and Wanda had to do her best to keep her lips from spreading into a wide smile. "Good." She said. "Good."

You watched Wendy look you over once more. "You look stunning, Y/N. I'm lucky to have you tonight." You opened your mouth in shock. "No, Wendy, believe me. I'm the lucky one." She smiled at you before turning around and opening her door wide for you to follow her in. "We'll see."

Natasha watched you follow her wife inside on the ring camera and slowly moved her hand over her clothed pussy, still wet from when she saw Wanda's cock.

Your heels were loud against the hardwood floor of the modern house in the middle of nowhere. "It's beautiful." You looked around as you followed Wendy into a giant kitchen. "Thank you. Natas- Natalie and I designed it ourselves." Wanda quickly looked into the corner of the ceiling, the red light on.

"Could I interest you in anything to drink?" Wendy walked to the other side of the kitchen island. You were about to answer when you closed your mouth shut as your eyes landed on the woman's green eyes staring back at you. Her robe was no longer closed like it was moments ago. Instead, it was strategically open—a clear view of Wendy's side boobs and flat stomach. You could now pinpoint a mole on her left breast. You licked your lips as she leaned forward over the island. Her lower half was still a mystery to you as her boobs threaded to spill out.

"I- I-" You stuttered, forcing Wendy to lean up and smirk at you. "You really haven't done anything like this before. Aren't you adorable?" She said the second sentence under her breath, but you heard her.

That made your legs press together.

Through the laptop screen, Natasha smirked, too. Wanda and Natasha were always teaching each other things. But the ability to flirt and get what you want was masterfully taught to Wanda over the years. "You're doing so good, baby.." Natasha moaned as her finger brushed over her covered clit.

"Here, we'll start with some water." Wendy turned away from you, opening their fridge and pulling out a water bottle. She opened it quickly and set it down near her. "Come here." She spoke softly to you. You swallowed and made your way across the kitchen. The only noise in the house being your heels.

Wanda closed a drawer and placed a straw in your bottle as you stopped before her. Still unaware of the surprise under the robe. "I wouldn't want you to mess up your lipstick."

Not yet.

"Thank you." You awkwardly smiled and took the bottle from Wendy, who watched you drink it like a proud mother. "Good job." She whispered as her right hand pushed some of your loose hairs behind your ear. Her delicate fingers moved down behind your ears and to your neck. Stopping there. "Finished?" She asked as her other hand reached and grabbed the water bottle from you. You nodded as Wendy took a sip as well.

The cold contact from the water made goosebumps appear all over Wendy's body.

Wanda gasped and had a giant smile form as her nipples became hard and brushed up against the robe concealing them. Her eyes pierced through you as you smiled back at her. Your eyes quickly moving up from Wanda's cleavage. "Y/N?" She asked, setting the water down. "I'd like to ask a couple of questions that maybe my wife didn't ask or maybe things she already knows. If that's okay?"

You nodded.

"I like for you to speak when spoken to Y/N." Wendy gently but sternly reminded you as she ran her cold hands over your dress down to your hips, where she kept them in place. "How old are you?"

"25." You replied, making Wendy's face light up. "Wow. Still so young.." Wendy bit her lip. "Do you have a girlfriend?" You shook your head, earning a squeeze on the hips from Wendy. You did your best to hold in a moan but lightly failed. "Speak up, baby." Wanda teased.

"No girlfriend." Wanda smiled. "Good girl. Boyfriend?"

You quickly shook your head and told her no, making Wendy laugh. "Even better, detka.." She whispered as your breath became more erratic. "Safe word?" She asked.

You shook your head before speaking up. "Never had one before." For a split second, Wanda felt bad that you never had one, but her eyes sparkled with wild thoughts. "Mango. That's the word we'll use." The older woman decided. "Don't be afraid to use it either. It stops all actions and can keep you safe. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Good girl."

Natasha watched as her wife's hands moved from your hips to behind your back, right above your ass. Wanda was slowly pushing more and more into your space. Your lower back up against the kitchen island.

"Come on, Wanda, show her the camera..." Natasha pleaded.

"You can put your hands on me," Wendy spoke as she watched your hands rise and fall. "Go ahead. Touch me." She looked up to you. You placed your hands on her shoulder, still covered by the robe. "Are you nervous?" You both knew the answer, but Wanda wanted to hear you say it. "Yes."

"That's okay." Wendy's eyes sparkled. "Pretty soon, you won't be." That made your stomach flip positively. You think. "Here..." Wendy quickly removed her hands from you and pushed herself away. Covering her body with the robe again and leaning on the counter a couple of feet away from you.

You wanted to whine at the loss of contact and the sight of her body, but you didn't. Instead, you looked shocked. "I'll start slow and help ease you. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Good girl." Your cheeks went red again, but Wendy didn't stop to comment on it. "To help tonight go smoothly for you, I'm going to be honest." Wanda looked at the camera and back to you. "Wendy is not my name. It's Wanda. My wife is Natasha, not Natalie."

That definitely didn't help your nerves, but it made you feel better knowing that maybe they lied because for a good reason. "I trust you not to tell anybody about it tonight, so there's no harm in telling you our real names."

"Oh... okay. Is it a safety thing?" You asked as your nerves settled a bit. Wen-Wanda nodded. "Yeah. Something like that." You nodded back. "Will Natasha be mad?"

"She's probably a little annoyed as we're speaking, but come tomorrow morning, she'll be just fine. Don't you worry about her." Wanda scrunched her nose up at you as she took a step closer. You looked at her fondly as her eyes grazed over you. In a normal conversation, she's still a goddess.

How can she even be looking at me?

Wanda played with the large belt of her robe before letting the ends causally fall. You watch in one quick motion. Wanda slipped a shoulder out of her robe as she approached you. "Y/N.." She breathed out as you lifted your hand to touch her bare skin. The minuscule divots in your thumb smoothing over her shoulder. "Yes.." Your voice lost itself as you felt a yearning build deep within you.

"I want you to look at me," Wanda commanded, watching your eyes find hers.

She took a step towards you. "Y/N, in the corner of the ceiling, there is a camera with a red light on under it. That's Natasha. So I want you to say hi. Okay? Tell her that her wife is in good hands tonight. You do that, and you can touch more than just my shoulder... Is that something you want Y/N?" Before you can respond, she says:

"Because I want you to touch me."

Wanda bites her bottom lip and watches as you process this information. The two of you becoming wetter with every passing second. Especially when Wanda lays her left hand on the inside of your left thigh. "Tell her hi, baby.."

You close your eyes as the feeling of Wanda's hand on you burns, but it feels so fucking good. You turn your head and open your eyes to the red light in the corner. "Hi Natasha.." You pant as Wanda's hand rises. "Keep going." She says, like you're not struggling already. Fuck it has been a while since you got laid. "Your wife is in.. good hands t-tonight."

You turn back to Wanda, who surprises you by jumping into you and kissing you. You melt as your lips collide. A moan slipping through your lips. You inhale Wanda for the first time tonight and smell lavender. Her body falls on yours, and you wrap your arms tightly around her, pulling her closer, hoping to relieve the pressure between your legs.

But that's when you feel it and moan into Wanda's smirking mouth. "Wanda!" You moan again as Wanda pushes into you harder this time. "Oh, Y/N!" Wanda removes her lips from yours and sends them down your chin before latching onto your neck. Kisses slowly morph into bites and marks of territory.

After all, you were hers for tonight.

Natasha watches your breaths become ragged as you throw your head back and moan loudly. Natasha pants and moans her wife's own name as she slides two fingers up and down her wet clit before slowly putting her middle and ring finger into her needy pussy.

"Oh, Wanda! Fuck!"

"Take my robe off!" Wanda looks up at you, detaching her mouth from your red collarbone. You nod and make work of the robe before it falls to the floor, revealing Wanda and her heavenly body. You push her by her shoulders to get a good look at her.

Perfection. That is all that comes to mind.

"Natasha is lucky." You reiterate your point from earlier as you look down at her body. You're in awe even when your eyes land on the real surprise of tonight.

"Look at how wet you've already gotten it, Y/N."

You do, indeed, take a closer look and see that down the tip of the fake cock is your wetness. "No panties, baby?" Wanda asks in a voice that makes your brain short-circuit. You shake your head. "No panties, Mommy."

You, Wanda, and Natasha all went wide-eyed at that.

Your therapist is going to have more issues to work out next Thursday.

Wanda quickly recovered, unlike you, and took steps closer until she was right up against you like before. The tip of her cock sliding through your wet lips. Earning a visceral moan. "Just wait till later.." Her words hit your burning ears. You nodded and almost begged her to just fuck you right there, but Wanda placed her hands on your hands, stopping you from touching her. Her hips moving forward and back at a quicker pace as she placed kisses on your neck once again.

You couldn't process words, much less speak, at this moment.

You shrieked when Wanda bit you hard. You squirmed when Wanda's mouth didn't stop leaving darker marks than before. "Y/N.." She groaned. "I want you to thank Natasha for this." Your mouth hung open as the length of the cock continuously slid up and down your wet pussy. "Thank her for the both of us. Can you do that?" You wanted to say yes, but the feeling of pure bliss was coming, and you didn't want it to stop.

Neither did Wanda, but this was just light fun. This was the first phase.

Once you two made it upstairs, that's when the real fun would begin.

But for now, the hunping began to slow, as did Wanda's kisses on your neck.

She lifted her head and let go of your hands. Her cock remained still as she took her hands to your face. Pulling your chin down to look at her. "Don't make this difficult," Wanda warned you as you were coming down from your non-orgasm. You went to nod, but Wanda's other hand touched you. While Wanda's shaft was up against your thighs and pussy her fingers found your clit. Soaked and desperate for attention again, she slowly began circling it with precision.

"Look at the camera and thank my wife. Thank Natasha." Her pace increased, as did your breathing. You closed your eyes and opened your mouth.

"Thank-k.." Wanda's other hand reached your back and held you in place. "Keep going, Y/N."

"Th-thank you-u..." You moaned loudly. "Wanda!" "Don't stop!" Her middle finger was now helping you get closer and closer to the edge.

"Natasha-ah! Thank you!" You squealed as Wanda's fingers immediately left you. In an instant, your back slammed against the kitchen island as Wanda thrusted her cock against your clit. You stumbled in your heels and fell back onto the countertop. Your open legs and wet thighs on display for Wanda thanks to your dress riding up.

Wanda was in love with your body.

Meanwhile, you had yet to cum. You had never experienced something like this, and you were so thankful that it wasn't going to stop. "Come here." Wanda reached up and grabbed you by your wrists. Pulling you off the countertop and in front of her yet again. "Strip!"

You stumbled again as you tried to find your footing. Two times, you had been denied an orgasm, yet you couldn't help but feel a little shy and smile as you nodded and went to take your heels off for Wanda. But she stopped you forcefully, grabbing you by your arm. "Y/N.." She looked at your furrowed brows. "We talked about this earlier. I like for you to speak when spoken to Y/N." You nodded again. She was right. "I'm sorry."

Then, a smile appeared on Wanda's face. "There we go. But what else do we say? I'm sorry..." You tilted your head at her before it dawned on you. "I'm sorry, Mommy."

Wanda smiled wider and leaned forward to kiss you. "That's my girl. I'm sorry I had to grab you like that, but I want you to be good. Okay?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"Okay. Now, I only want you to strip out of the dress. Keep the tights and heels on for me." You nodded again as Wanda pulled you away from the kitchen and island and more towards the open space of the giant room. Closer to the camera. "Do it here." She turned to you and waited for you to get to work. Once you started, a smile never left Wanda's face. "You're so beautiful, Y/N." She said again, making you blush. "Isn't she Nat?" Wanda looked up to the camera while she walked around you. Hand stroking her wet cock.

All thanks to you.

Natasha twitched as her wet fingers slid over her swollen clit. She smiled and watched your dress hit the floor. "She's adorable," Natasha spoke to herself. But Wanda knew. She also knew Natasha was going to thoroughly enjoy what was to come.

You weren't sure what to do. Well, you knew you wanted to have sex; no, sorry, that's wrong- You knew you wanted to be fucked by Wanda, but you were in no position to make demands or ask questions. Since you stepped foot into this house, Wanda was in charge.

And you didn't want to upset Mommy.

So your anticipation built over the next few seconds as Wanda stared at your body. You could see it in her eyes that she was fascinated with you, which was nice. It felt terrific. But all you wanted was her touch again. To actually feel her again!

So when Wanda stepped right over your dress and put her hands on your body, you let out a moan just for her. Your thighs clamped together just as her lips found their way to your nipple, sucking it into her mouth, biting your breast. Her left hand landed on your other boob. Her fingers trailed to push it up and take it into her hand. Groping you. The rough feeling sending waves of pleasure all over your body. Her other hand found its way to your hip bone. Kneading and pulling you close. Forcing your wet thighs to push up against her cock. Begging for an opening.

You rolled your eyes back and spread your legs for Wanda's cock to slide right in and over your core. Both of your stomachs slamming into one another, making you put your hands on Wanda's back. Pulling her close. "Someone's desperate." She chuckled as you squirmed and nodded.

You wanted it so bad.

But you were denied once again as Wanda began to pull back. You immediately refocused your eyes and looked down at Wanda with a plead stuck in your throat as she lifted her mouth off your boob.

"Does someone want to cum?"

You nodded. "Please." Wanda smiled at that and kissed your chest up to your neck. Her cock sliding up and down your pussy. "Not yet." You went to whine, but Wanda stopped you. "Not here. Let's go upstairs." You looked down at Wanda to make sure she was serious.

Wanda slowly pulled her long red silicone cock from in between your thighs and grabbed your hand to lead you. "We'll go slow. Just follow me." You nodded and slowly did follow Wanda.

No matter how close, your legs felt like jelly.

"What about Natasha?" You asked as you hit the first step. "You'll be seeing her soon," Wanda replied with a smirk you didn't see.

The same style used throughout the house continued into the bedroom, shared by the woman placing you on the soft bed and the woman somewhere else watching you through a camera.

It was cute, and it seemed to suit Wanda for the most part.

"That's Natasha's side," Wanda said as she came back to you from closing the bedroom door. You went to move, but Wanda stopped you. "Don't." Stern but gentle. You were picking up that that's how Wanda was. She was caring, giving, and someone who you could easily trust. But slowly, she showed you she can be strong, disciplined, and hard.

No pun intended.

"Scoot back a bit." You did as you were told and moved your ass away from the edge. Wanda sat down on the bed right next to you. You felt her soft legs brush up against your own, making you react. "You've been wonderful so far tonight, Y/N." Wanda's left hand started rubbing up and down your thigh. Your kegs spreading themselves open without being told. "See." Wanda brings her hand closer to your center. "You're so good. I know you can't wait to have my cock inside you, huh?" You rolled your head over to Wanda as your body begins to buckle as her hand brushes over your clit.

You have never been teased for this long.

"I can't wait, Mommy." You whine. Wanda smiles. "Thank you for being honest, baby." She leans into you and kisses your lips. Each kiss becomes shorter as your moans grow louder.

Wanda keeps her hand touching your wet folds, only stopping to grab your hand and place it on her cock. You freeze momentarily. "It's okay." Wanda breaths over your ear. "I just want to feel your hand jerk me off. Just for a bit, baby." Wanda kisses the side of your face and is happy when your hand slowly goes up and down her length. The action causing the inside of the strap to push up against Wanda's clit. "What's the safe word Y/N?"

"Mango."

Wanda hums. "Mommy is so proud of you." Wanda moans before her hand slips down, finally inserting two fingers inside you.

Through the camera in the corner, Natasha watches you moan the loudest you have all night. A smile on her face as the naked redhead flops her head back to her pillow as she works herself closer to another orgasm of the night. "Fuck her, Wanda. Make her your slut."

You continue pumping Wanda's cock as you feel yourself tighten around her fingers. You try not to, but you fall flat on your back as the pleasure is reaching its tipping point. "Oh god. You're so tight, Y/N! My cock is going to wreck that pretty pussy of yours!" Wanda is overjoyed at the sight of your body covered in sweat as her two fingers slide in and out of you. The faster and faster she goes, you shut your eyes tight as the pressure builds. You let out a vital moan as you feel the bed shift.

Wanda, getting up on her knees, moves her body closer to you. Your hand still on her cock lazily jerking her off as Wanda doesn't stop her assault on your pussy. "Is someone going to cum?" Wanda asks through ragged breaths as she's having just as much fun as you. Your mouth drops open, and you go to speak. But you just moan as your eyes roll back. "Going to cum for me, baby? Is my Y/N going to cum?" Wanda teases as her fingers curl inside of you. "Answer me." She demands but doesn't slow down.

"Ye-s! Momm- fuck!! I'm going to cu-mmm! I want cum so bad! Can I cum?!" The rest of the words get lost in your throat as Wanda pulls your legs back and has you spread so she can pump her fingers deeper into you. "You want to cum for me?" You rapidly nod as your brain goes dizzy. Wanda smiles as she runs her left hand through your hair before pulling the back of your head up. "Cum for Mommy!" That puts you over the edge. Your legs shake. "Holy fuck! I'm cumming. Oh my god! I'm cumming!"

Hearing your moans and pleas pushes Natasha to cum at the same time you do. A bliss-filled smile on her face as she removes her right hand from her center but keeps her left hand pressed on her throat until she's close enough to see stars.

She wonders if Wanda will do that to you tonight.

"That's it, baby." Wanda praises you as you come down from your high. Her fingers coated in you as she pulls out, making you whine at the loss. "It's okay," Wanda says, but when you look over, her eyes are on her hand. Not you. She also knows you're watching but doesn't pay you any attention as she slips her two Y/N-coated fingers into her mouth.

She moans and savors the taste of you.

She would never admit it, but you were almost more addicting than Natasha.

You tasted sweet, and Wanda wanted more. You watch her hand silently reach down to your spread pussy and slide the same two fingers between your folds. Careful not to brush past your clit.

She knew how sensitive it was at the moment.

You watch the finger shine in the bedroom's light before her tongue runs up the length of her middle finger before she finally looks at you. "Have you ever tasted yourself?" You shook your head. "No, Mommy." Wanda brings her fingers to you. "Open for me." You let your mouth drop open. Tongue flat as Wanda's fingers lay down on the pink bed. You close your lips and suck on her fingers.

A moan gets stuck in your throat.

You love the way you taste.

"I taste good, Mommy." Wanda smiles at you widely and nods. "Yes, you do, Y/N." She would like to think that she finger fucked you, dumb. Made you a submissive pet. To be hers. But Wanda doesn't know you.

She doesn't know how correct she'd be.

She doesn't know that you just had one of the best orgasms of what you're now realizing is a pretty bland, sex-filled life.

She doesn't know that something did happen when her fingers were inside of you. A switch got flicked on. Not only were you hers for tonight. But you wanted to be Wanda's for every night. You wanted more.

One app turned you into a dumb submissive little slut.

Your eyes dropped from Wanda's to see your hand was still on her fake cock. "Mommy?" You asked. "Yes." Wanda tilted her head with a smile. "I want more." You said, bringing your eyes up to hers. Both are blown out with lust. "I want your cock."

Wanda giggled, making it jump. "Where do you want my cock?"

Before you could answer, a cell phone started to ring. You knew it wasn't yours based on the ringtone and Wanda's reaction of looking in the corner at the camera. "Hold on." Wanda gently let go of your head and moved off the bed to her bedside table. Your lips curled into a smile as you watched her 7-inches jump with every step.

As Wanda picked the phone up, you looked over her body once more. You couldn't believe the natural beauty she had. Her body was yours to worship. Well, yours and "Natasha!" Wanda exclaimed purposefully.

You looked up at Wanda, holding her phone up.

FaceTime call, you thought.

You move your body slightly to lay more in the middle of the bed. Your head closer to the pillows than before. You try not to listen to Wanda and her wife's private conversation just in case it's important, but when "she's being such a good girl" gets said, you turn your head to Wanda, who is already looking at you. She winks at you, causing your stomach to flip and a giddy smile to appear on your face. "You missed her tasting herself?!" Wanda makes a gasping sound. "Tasha!"

"Give the phone to her Wands." Wandaobeys her wife, crawls onto the bed, and gives you the phone. On the screen is Natasha lying on a bed with her red hair sprawled out behind her. Her green eyes piercing you through the screen. She looks so fucking beautiful. More so than the photos on the hush. You see why her and Wanda are together.

It made a wave of jealousy wash over you before remembering the reason you were here.

You leaned up against the pillows as Natasha looked over your face. You quickly peered over the phone to see Wanda on her knees in front of your center. You smiled and wrapped your legs around her. Her mind getting the message, bringing her hands up and down your thighs. Just her touch was enough to make you hold in a moan.

"You've been doing so well, Y/N," Natasha told you. "Thank you." You shyly replied. "Don't be nervous just because I'm here now."

"You were always here," Wanda added, making Natasha wave her off. But only you could see it being in a smile to you. "Mommy says you taste sweet. Do you agree?" It'sthenthat you notice Natasha's right arm appears to be moving out of frame from the camera.

Natasha was fingering herself to you.

And she called Wanda Mommy.

"Yes, I do. Mommy's right." That made Natasha buck against herself, and you felt pride in making that happen. But your face of pride quickly disappeared when you felt Wanda's cock rub up and down your wet pussy. The tip sliding across your clit. Her movement growing faster. "Wand-mommy!" You moaned.

"Daddy just wants to see you taste yourself."

Daddy? But before you could question what you already knew, Wanda accidentally pushed half the length of the cock into you. Making you scream in pleasure because you and your pussy needed it.

You held tight to the phone as Wanda didn't give you time to adjust to the size before she started pulling back out of you. Your body practically going limp as you tried your best to remain strong for Mommy. And Daddy. "Take it, Y/N. It's okay. It's okay!" Your eyes focused back to Natasha as she wore a smirk. You nodded and saw Wanda smile.

"Come here." Wanda pulled out of you and reached down to place her hands on your arms. "Trust me, baby." She spoke softly as she started pulling you onto your black, tight, covered knees. You didn't realize that she grabbed the phone away from you in the process.

Wanda held onto you as she moved to the edge of the bed. She slid off to stand straight up but kept you on it. That's when you realized. With an arch of the back and on your knees, you were face to face with Wanda's cock. The very same that's covered in you.

"Go ahead." You looked up to see Wanda and the phone looking down at you. "See how you taste on Mommy's cock." Daddy said. "I-" You started to speak but stopped. Feeling a little embarrassed. "Have you never-" Wanda started but stopped when you spoke over her. "No, I have! It's just been a long time." Wanda's eyes soften. "I'll be gentle. Remember the safe word?" You nodded. "Mango."

"That's right, baby. Mommy will take good care of you. This is just for Daddy. Okay?" You nodded once again. "Okay."

"She's so good for you," Natasha said to Wanda as you got closer to her cock.

Just like with Wanda's fingers earlier, the fake cock showed how wet you had gotten it in the light of Mommy and Daddy's bedroom. You looked up to Wanda and Natasha. The former gives you an encouraging smile.

You reached your hand out to the cock and began stroking it before bringing your mouth to the base. With your tongue flat against it, you licked up from the bottom to the top. The ridges and feeling of it made you smile as the taste of your own wet pussy landed in your mouth. "Oh god." You heard Daddy moan.

You repeated the process again and again to ease yourself into the act. Soon enough, the tip of the cock was entering your mouth. "Let me know when it's okay for me to move Y/N." You looked up to Wanda and nodded as you pushed another inch into your mouth. Thankful for Wanda choosing now to be extremely kind.

You pulled your mouth off the cock and let a string of salvia fall to your chin. Wanda's hand was quick to wipe it away. "You're doing so good. Daddy is proud of you." You smiled widely and started stroking the cock faster as your mouth sank lower onto it. You gagged, of course, but that didn't stop you. You simply swallowed and kept pumping Wanda's cock into your mouth. Your tongue running up and down it as the cock felt good against your soft lips.

When you reached the halfway point, Wanda placed a hand on your head and started to move her hips.

"Mommy's getting a little restless, Y/N."

With the cock still in your mouth and tears welding in your eyes, you looked up to see Wanda with her head thrown back, pushing the cocking further into you. "Oh fuck." Wanda exclaimed, making you moan at the sight before gagging again. "Baby, it feels so good on my clit. Oh my god!" Wanda moaned as the vibrations from your gag had her hands tighten in your hair. "Don't stop, Y/N!"

You weren't going to. If Wanda was going to cum you wanted to be the one to do it.

Determined, you brought a hand up and placed it on the back of Wanda's thigh, pushing her more into you. The cock sliding down your throat. "Oh baby, you're such a fucking slut!" Daddy spoke through her own moans as she watched her wife fuck your mouth. Wanda nodded in agreement and started pushing your head onto the strap.

The sounds of the wet cock, your gags, and the three of you moaning being the only thing to fill the room.

You made sure to push the base of the strap with every jerk you gave it, so it made Wanda buckle. Her moans and breaths becoming inconsistent. "Keep going, Y/N! Make her cum! Make Mommy cum!" You could hear Natasha's fingers rapidly fucking her pussy. You swirled your tongue around the shaft and moaned one last time before you pulled your head back. Letting the cock slide down your tongue out of your mouth. Coating your chin and chest as salvia dripped off of it.

You swallowed what you had left in your mouth and brought your hands up to Wanda's strap. You began to jerk it off, staring straight up at the camera. "Daddy, I want you to cum too. I want you to cum for me. I want you and Mommy to cum all over me." You acted like a slut for the two of them.

Natasha knew it couldn't happen, but goddamn if she wouldn't shoot loads all over that pretty face of yours.

Meanwhile, Wanda had her eyes on you again. Blown out and fully aware of the orgasm she was about to have. The center of the strap pushing back into her pussy and clit was enough to take her to the edge. But you. You on the bed, jerking her off.

That's what made her cum. Her green eyes looking into you. "Don't stop, baby. Don't stop, Y/N! Oh my God. Oh-ooh, my God!!!" Wanda gripped your hair harder than ever before as her eyes rolled back. Fingers holding your skull still.

The inside of the hardness ruined as she came.

At the same time, hearing her wife moan your name. Moan for you. Natasha came. Natasha came for you.

You sat on the bed as Wanda held you still. You were in awe as you watched Wanda start to come down from her climax. Her body was now in a glow of sweat that made her look sexier than ever. The grips on you loosened. For a split second, you swear you saw her green eyes turn red. But when she looked in your direction, you saw how soft they were. She smiled. You smiled back and got up on your knees. You grabbed the phone as it was about to slip from Wanda's hand. When you looked, you saw Natasha still recovering. "You did so good." You said to both of them, but mainly Wanda, in a hushed tone before pulling her close to you, and with Natasha watching, you kissed her wife on the lips.

She responded by pushing her lips into yours and putting her hands on your body to steady herself from almost falling.

Jelly legs and all.

"Let's get me out of this." You nodded and giggled as she did, too. With help from Natasha on the other end of the phone propped up on her bedside table, the harness finally fell to the floor.

Wanda sat back down on the bed and pulled your body in between her legs. With you still in your heels, her face was at eye level with your stomach. Her hands placed themselves on your ass, moving them up and down as her pink lips started kissing your stomach.

You blushed hard as not everything about tonight was new, but this was. This was intimate and special. And you couldn't do anything but love it. Your cheeks became more pink as you grew wetter with each kiss and lick Wanda's mouth left on you. Your hands placed themselves on her head. This time, it was your turn to run your hands through her hair.

You moved back a bit, but to place a kiss on top of Wanda's head, this made the older woman look up at you.

She reached up and pulled your chin down. A gentle kiss placed on your lips. "Come here." She whispered as your body fell onto the bed with hers.

Legs quickly become intertwined as her arms wrap around you. Her mouth immediately attaches to your collarbone as your breath moans into her ear. "Thank you." She moans as your hands grab onto her sides. "Thank you for tonight, Y/N."

You shake your head and kiss her forehead, making her look up at you before you kissed her face and lips. You never want to stop doing that. "No, Wanda.. thank you and Natasha."

You looked into each other's eyes. You realized another thing about tonight right then and there. A one-night stand or a relationship never made you feel how you felt in this moment.

Wanda had only ever felt this way about one person before.

Natasha watched the two of you and smiled. She succeeded in her mission for her wife to have a night like tonight.

Come morning, that app would be off your phone, and there would be no need for Natasha to ever use it for you again—and Vice versa.

Natasha watched you lean down and kiss Wanda's collarbone. Slowly working your way to her chest, kissing over her little moles and freckles. Wanda smiled and moaned at certain spots. "Y/N?" She said, looking down at you. "Yes?"

"I want you to take off your heels and tights."

You looked down and back up. "Are you sure?" Wanda nodded, yet you still looked at the phone for Natasha's confirmation. "Do what she says, detka." You sat up on the bed as the two watched you.

"What does detka mean?" You asked as you placed the right heel down. Wanda took the question. "It means baby, honey, sweetie. It's a term of endearment." You made an "ah" noise and took off your tights. "Any other questions?" Wanda teased.

That made a lightbulb go off. "Yeah..." You briefly looked at Natasha, who looked sleepy (probably due to the 4 orgasms she had) before looking at Wanda. "Nat- Daddy made me wear peach-colored lipstick. Why?" You were now fully nude for the first time tonight, making you feel free and closer to Wanda.

Just like she wanted.

You got on your knees and crawled your way up to the bed before flopping back down into the position you were in earlier. Your legs intertwined with Wanda. Arms around one another. Face to face. Wanda kissed you. "That's a good question." She laughed. "You see... before Natasha and I said the I Do's. We were more open.. kinda like this.." Wanda rubbed her hand up and down your back. "Natasha would bring home pets, toys, and pretty girls like you." Wanda smiled at the memory. But her eyes focused back on you. "And do you know what they always wore?"

"Peach." You responded to Wanda's praise.

"But don't worry, Y/N." Wanda pushed her head closer to you. To lay it on your shoulder. "None of them were ever like you." She kissed your shoulder. You kissed her head.

You two sat in silence for a moment before Wanda disrupted it. "I want to cum one more time." She spoke in a hushed tone. You nodded. "Okay." You replied because you would be stupid not to.

Wanda untangled herself from you and looked back at Natasha and the phone. Only to see her wife passed out. Wanda let out a small chuckle before moving Natasha to the phone charge. Keeping the call active.

Wanda lays back down and motions you over. Her pearly white show themselves as you place your legs over her. Half your body on her—half on the bed.

You begin to kiss Wanda as softly as possible. Almost as slowly as you are soft, you drag your hand across her skin. You feel the goosebumps your breath against her face sends across her body. Wanda moans another kiss into your lips as her hand places itself around your wrist, directing you to feel how wet she is. "It's for you." She says into your ear before shrieking because of the bite you place on her. It didn't hurt her. It was just surprising.

Truth be told, you just wanted to leave a mark.

But the mark you would leave behind isn't one that's visible.

You moan into Wanda as you slip your fingers inside her for the first time tonight. "You're so tight." Wanda whimpers as you don't slow. "Please keep going!" You push her one leg to the side with your knee so she can spread her pussy for you more. "Right there! Right there!"

Wanda wraps her arms around and holds on as you curl your fingers, hitting her spot. "Don't stop. Oh my god! Y/N Please Don't!" Wanda's mouth drops before slamming shut as the point is approaching. "You wanna cum?" You ask as you stare at her with her eyes closed shut. "Wanda wants to cum?"

This was your first time in the bedroom calling her Wanda.

She opens her eyes, shocked, but her face is flushed and red. Contorting as she is close. "Yes Y/N! Please let me cum!" She looks at you, pleading. "Moan into me as you cum. You can cum baby. Okay? Cum for me, Wanda. It's okay!" You and Wanda crash your lips into one another as she tightens around you. She smacks your thumb away from clit as she cums. Your fingers become coated in her, and you feel like you've just won the lottery. "That's it. That's it! Ride it out." You coax her and leave a trail of kisses across her forehead.

Her tight hold that her arms have around you loosens. Delicately, you pull your fingers out of her. Wanda winces and sighs at the loss of you. But is overjoyed with what just happened.

"Have you ever tasted yourself?" You ask, half teasing, half not. "I have." You bring your fingers closer to your mouth, but Wanda's hand grabs your wrist. "But not from you." Before you can protest, your fingers are in her mouth. Her tongue runs over and in between your two fingers. Moaning at the taste. Because of you.

Wanda pulls your fingers out quicker than you'd like. "Well?" You ask, but instead of an answer, Wanda leans into you and puts a hand on the back of your head to keep you in place as she French kisses a mixture of you and her into your mouth. Your stomach erupts with butterflies as you taste Wanda. Both of your moans are muffled in each other's mouths. You continue to make out with one another.

Eventually, you two swallow and come up for air but find each other still in the same position even after silence, and your lingering touches are the only thing.

"Wanda..." You open and close your mouth. Unsure of what to say.

You look down at Wanda, whose head has fallen onto your arm, and see her with her eyes closed. Her breathing slow. She's fallen asleep. You peer over to the plugged-in phone and see Natasha the exact same as before. You don't want to disturb Wanda, and as much as you want to stay and help clean up. She's asleep, and she's not yours. Tonight, you were her's.

But tomorrow, she would not be yours.

Plus, as much as you'd want to have... this... be your life. You can't. Natasha paid you to do a job, and you did it...

With a heavy heart, you begin to untangle and move Wanda. It's not easy at first. It's like once she falls asleep, she has dumbbells attached to her. But eventually, you move and place her in a more comfortable position.

You scoot yourself to the edge of the bed and pick up your heels and tights. You look for your dress before remembering its in the kitchen downstairs. You make your way to the door of the bedroom and unlock it. Opening it, surprised to find out it doesn't creak like every door in every house you've ever had. "Huh." You open it wider and look back just in time to see Wanda crinkle her nose in her sleep and flop onto her side. You smile at her cuteness and pull the light switches down.

Yeah, they have that kind.

You close the door, but just before it closes, you take one last look at her figure lying on the bed, next to it on the table Natasha. You both give them a smile and shut the door.

Lucky for you, Wanda didn't turn out the kitchen lights, so instead of stumbling around in the dark, you find your dress on the floor easily. After tossing it into your hands, you begin to locate your phone. But for the love of God, you can't recall where you had it.

Your heels click as you walk from one side of the house to the other- "Y/N?!" You scream, jump, and almost break your ankles because of the voice from behind you. "Wanda!" You exclaim as you come down from your fright.

"What are you doing?" Wanda asks as she rubs sleep out of her eyes. "Me?! What about you? You're supposed to be sleeping?!" Wanda looks you over with a frown on her face; she says: "Are you leaving?"

The way she says those three words made you look at her like you just broke her heart. "Wanda-" She shakes her head and steps off the last step in the stairs. "Don't leave." She walks up to you and takes your hand in hers. Ignoring the guilty look on your face. "Come on." She starts to pull you, making you stumble before you stop and remove your hand free. "Wanda, stop!"

The Sokovian turns around and looks at you with hurt written on her. "I don't want you to leave," Wanda speaks up. You go to open your mouth and fight that you have to. That you can't stay. You would tell her that tonight was one of the best nights you have had in a long time. You'd say that feelings are bubbling under the surface after one night with you and Natasha, so imagine what would happen if you stayed. You want to say that this was a job, and that's it.

In another life, you do those things.

In another life, it works out. In some, it doesn't.

But here. In this one. You look at Wanda and drop your dress, tights, and heels on the floor.

"Till morning."

"Till morning." She repeats.

That night, you fell asleep with your arms wrapped around Wanda Maximoff.

In the morning, when Natasha Romanoff arrives. She smiles to see that the cameras were right. You never left.

In case it wasn't obvious. Natasha wanted to keep you around. For her and Wanda. So when she opened the bedroom door to confirm that yes, you were still here. Cuddled up with her wife, Wanda. Natasha widely smiled.

"Moya Lyubov," Natasha whispered as she sat on the edge of the bedroom next to her sleeping wife. She brushed hair that had fallen onto her face. But it was no use. Wanda was a dead weight when she slept.

That you didn't know. Which is why it's a wonder how or why Wanda woke up when you were trying to leave last night.

But you woke up when you heard whispering. When your eyes peeled open, you smiled before remembering that you weren't supposed to stay over. But Natasha must've sensed or seen the panic on your face. "It's okay. I'm glad this happened. I wanted it, too." Natasha spoke as her eyes went from Wanda to you.

Natasha sat there as she just looked at you and Wanda. "So now what?" You quietly asked, unsure of what to do. "Now.. this..." Natasha gestures to the three of you. "Transaction is done." She smiles, hurting you. "Oh." You take a breath. "Okay." You go to move, but Natasha stops you.

"This one is done." She says with a smirk that you pick up on. "Oh.. okay." You say again but with a smile, making Natasha laugh. "But you'll have to use the app every time." But Natasha just shook her head.

You never used that app again after the first night.

After one week, Natasha and Wanda stopped paying you. After one month, you had two girlfriends. After three months, their home became your home.

So yeah, Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff were stuck at some point in life.

To be more specific, their marriage was stuck.

But that's where you came in.

Happily married to both.

dividers by @/benkeibear

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wandaslittlelove · 2 months

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Stopped loving Me

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader Warnings: Angst?

“So I'm not allowed to love you anymore?” I asked with my head turned away from wanda. Ever since Westview was created and she chose vision instead of me we had been arguing non stop.

“That's not what I'm saying!” I look at Wanda with a stone face not wanting to show her how much she's hurting me.

“Really? Because I believe the words ‘it would work out better if you stopped loving me’ mean that.” Wanda looks at me annoyed before she speaks

“I'm just saying it would be easier”

“For who? Me or you” the silence from wanda is all the information I need. With a scoff I pick up my bag before walking to the front door.

“Knowing that you chose a robot over your fiance really says a lot about you Wanda. You created a whole life with someone you had claimed to barely know while I was grieving the death of my sister. And when it all came crashing down you run back to me. I don't want that. I don't want you. I stopped loving you as soon as you ran into his arms” as i exited the place that had once been my home the tears had finally started to fall. Although they weren't out of sadness.

I was free. Finally free…or that's what I thought 4 months ago.

Until suddenly Wanda was trying to kill a child for her magic. Until Dr. Strange came to my door asking for help. And Until I found out our destinies would forever be linked.

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scarletlizzard · 3 months

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Caller ID

Pairings: wanda x reader

Tags: little bit a fluff as always, angst, sad ×2

A/n: I would love to hear what you guys think! Messages are always open and taking requests. Thanks so so much for reading. More soon! ♡

Masterlist

Ring. Ring. Ring.

It couldn't be possible, right?

Ring. Ring. Ring.

There was no way you were calling Wanda, not after everything that happened.

She sat on the couch, staring at the caller ID that read your name on the phone that she held in her hand. A picture of you flashes on the screen. With a shaky hand, she hits the green button, bringing the phone to her ear.

"H-Hello?"

"Little witch..." Wanda lets out a small breath as she hears you use your nickname for her.

"Y/N? She asks, trying to calm herself.

"Hi, little witch. Did you miss me?" Your voice is soft, a happy tone.

Wanda closes her eyes at your words, biting her lip. "Of course, sweetheart. Every single day.."

"I miss you too.. I just wanted to hear your voice again. It's... it's been too long." You sigh as you speak, Wanda nods even though you can't see her. "Tell me a story, Wanda."

"A story?"

"Yeah, a story. How about our first date?" Wanda can practically hear your smile, and she can't help but laugh.

"Our first date.." Wanda smiles as she thinks back to one of her favorite memories.

***

It had been 4 months since Wanda moved into the Avengers Compound. 4 months of the two of you watching sitcoms late at night, cooking Sokovian dishes in the kitchen, being a shoulder to cry on when Wanda needed it. 4 months of being afraid to tell her how you really felt.

You took a deep breath as you stood outside her door, a bouquet of yellow daisies in your hand. Before you can knock at the door, you see red whisps around the handle, the door opening in front of you. Wanda sits on her bed, hand raised and fingers burning red. She smiles widely at the sight of you standing there with your fist raised, flowers in your hand.

"Hi.." Is all you manage out, a stupid grin on your face. Wanda chuckles and stands up, walking closer to you. "You knew I was out there, huh?" You ask her and shut the door behind you.

"Your thoughts are.. very loud, detka," she says softly, standing in front of you. You feel your cheeks burn at the realization she already knew why you were here, a blush creeping up your neck. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Wanda smiles.

You take a deep breath, holding the flowers out to her. "Wanda I-" You pause, trying to find the right words. You had practiced this in your head for an hour, but now that you were standing in front of her and she was looking at you with those beautiful green eyes. All your thoughts flew out the window. "Will you.. uh.."

Wanda reaches out to take the flowers from you, her soft fingertips brushing against yours. "Will I..?" She says, looking at you knowingly as she smells the flowers. You chuckle and scratch the back of your head, not believing the effect the witch had on you.

"Will you please go on a date... with me. Tonight?"

Wanda looks at your red cheeks, the small nervous twitch of your fingers, the way her hoodie hugged your body. She knew what you were coming to ask her, and she couldn't be happier.

"Of course I will, Y/N.." Her hand reaches up to cup your cheek, reassuringly moving her thumb across your skin. You lean into her touch with a wide smile, taking over your face.

"You already knew, huh?"

"Kind of.." Wanda laughs, and you can't help but laugh along with her.

Later that night, the two of you had left the compound and got dinner at Wandas' favorite restaurant, dessert at your favorite ice cream shop.

"I swear, Wands. Once you try it, you'll never be able to enjoy any other ice cream again," you say with a serious expression, holding out an ice cream cone to her. Wanda could only chuckle at your demeanor, taking the cone from you. She licked along the vanilla cream, hot fudge warming her lips. You watch her with careful eyes.

"Well?" You ask.

"Holy shit.. this is amazing!"

You laugh at her words, nodding your head and enjoying your own cone. She took your hand in hers, letting your fingers tangle between the two of you. You led her a few streets down, pausing in front of a tall building. Wanda looks up, down to you.

"Feel like flying a little?" You smirk at her, catching the sparkle in her eyes. You look up, using your powers to fly up into the air and onto the roof of the building. Wanda flies behind you, red swirls circling around her. When she lands on the roof, she sees a couple of old chairs set up, strands of light hanging around them. Walking forward, she sees a few dead plants and a couple of comic books.

"Yeah, I uh, this is where I usually come to just... stop. You know? I haven't been in a while since, well, since you came into my life." Wanda turns to look at you as you speak, and you're stood staring at her with a smile on your face. You take a step towards her.

"Wanda, ever since we met, I've just.. I feel like I've finally learned how to breathe. Everything before you was black and white and now.." You reach over to one of the dead plants that sat on the ground, the tips of your fingers glowing yellow as you touch it. Wanda watches with amusement as the plant comes to life, its dark branches becoming bright green, and its wilted leaves blooming wildly at your touch. "I truly feel alive when I'm with you."

There's a moment where neither of you speak or say a word, just looking into the other ones eyes. Wanda steps closer, closing the gap between the two of you. Her hands cup your cheeks, and a smile plays on her lips.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment?" She whispers, breath fanning against your mouth. Instead of replying, you lean forward, connecting your lips with hers.

***

"We spent the whole night on that roof, watching the stars.. I didn't want to stop kissing you," Wanda admits with a chuckle, hearing you laugh from the other side of the phone.

"I miss your kisses... I love the way you kiss me. You always kiss me like it's the first and last time," Your voice trails, Wanda feels her heart race.

"Y/N..."

"Wands, I have to go now.. I'll call you tomorrow. Okay?"

"Okay, detka."

Wanda hears a click as you end the call. She sits there for what feels like hours before her phone rings again. She quickly looks at the screen, hopes diminishing she sees Natashas name light up. Wanda sighs and shakes her head, declining the call. She turns the TV on and turns on a random sitcom, watching until her eyes burn and she can no longer keep them open.

The Next Day

Wanda woke up late in the day, immediately checking her phone. The only calls she has missed are a few from Natasha. She rubs her eyes and wonders if last night was a dream, but when she checks her call history, it clearly shows your name.

After a slow start, she spends the day cleaning, in case anyone decides to stop by. They did that a lot now, randomly showing up at her door. Mostly Natasha. By night time, she was pacing her bedroom and biting her nails. The other hand held her phone.

Maybe you weren't going to call.

Maybe you had changed your mind.

Maybe you didn't want to talk to her.

Her own thoughts were caught off guard by the strong buzzing in her hand. She looked down and found herself smiling as your face popped up on the screen.

"Little witch.. I told you I was going to call," you chuckle softly. Wanda shakes her head.

"How do you always know what I'm thinking? I'm supposed to be the mind reader." Wanda jokes.

"Because you're my favorite book, and I've memorized every word. Cover to cover, read a million times."

Wanda lays on her back on the bed and closes her eyes. She always loved the way you spoke to her, no matter how cheesy the words came out.

"You know me better than anyone, better than anyone ever will... Are you okay, Y/N?"

"I'm perfect now that I'm talking to you." Wanda pictures you smiling against the phone.

"Tell me a story, Wands. Please?"

She thinks for a moment, opening her eyes to stare at the ceiling above her.

"I remember the first time I told you I loved you." Wanda smiles as she hears you sigh happily.

***

It was pouring rain, it had been for days now.

You and Wanda had enjoyed it, staying in your room with her favorite sitcoms playing and cuddling close under the covers. Currently, you had your head on Wandas chest, listening to her soft breathing. It was calming, hearing the steady beat of her heart. She twirled a strand of your hair on her finger, staring down at you.

"What are you thinking about, detka?" She asks.

"Nothing in particular.. mostly about you." You can't help but giggle, and Wanda can't help the warmth in her body as she hears your laugh.

"What about me?" She raises her eyebrow, watching as you sit up. You smirk at her, giving her a mischievous smile.

"I was just wondering... how ticklish you are!" You quickly move to straddle her waist, hands attacking her sides. Wanda throws her head back in fits of laughter, trying to swat your hands away. "Oooh, looks like you are very ticklish, little witch!" You're laughing with her now, feeling nothing but pure joy.

Red clouds form around you, and Wandas eyes glow red as she flips the two of you around, pinning you your hands to the bed. You're both panting now, trying to catch your breath as you calm down from laughing. Wanda is smiling down at you with emerald eyes, the brightest smile you've ever seen on her face.

"I love you, Y/N.." She speaks softly, face becoming more serious as she looks at you.

"Y-You do?" You whisper back, mouth parted and eyebrows raised. She nods.

"I love you so, so much.." She leans forward to kiss you passionately, putting all of her love for you into it. She wanted you to know how much she loved you and how important you were to her.

"I love you, Wanda," you mumble into the kiss, feeling her lips curl up into a smile. The two of you stop for a second, each taking in the moment of what you both just said.

The rain hits the windows harshly as she kisses you again, and you know in this moment, you are loved.

***

"I love that story," you say with another sigh. "We made love the entire night.. I think Tony almost kicked us out. We weren't there much long after that." You were giggling now, and Wanda could almost see the blush on your cheeks as she smiled.

"I love you, Y/N.. come home," Wanda whispers into the phone, turning on her side on the bed. She pictures you there, drawing circles on her back. "Come home to me.." She begs.

"Oh little witch.. I love you so much. I love hearing our stories. I have to go. We can talk more tomorrow?"

Wanda squeezes her eyes shut.

"Of course, sweetheart."

The call ends, and Wandas left alone, staring at the dark screen of her phone. A few minutes later, a text message pops up.

Nat - Hey, Wanda. Everything is prepared, Tony is planning for the day after tomorrow. Call me back.. if I don't hear back, I'm coming over.

Wanda - I'll be there. Can you pick me up?

Nat - Of course. It starts at 1, I'll pick you up at 12.

Wanda takes a deep breath and runs a shaky hand through her hair. Before she lays down, she turns the ringer on her phone up all the way.

The Next Morning

Wanda was looking in the closet for something to wear for tomorrow. Nothing seemed right. She angrily tossed the clothes on the ground, ripping shirt after shirt and pant after pant off of the hangers and onto the ground. She fell to her knees in the pile of clothes, her head in her hands.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

She peeked through her hands, listening to her phone ring. When she heard it again, she ran across the room to grab it, immediately pressing the green button.

"Good morning, my love." All of Wandas worries melted off her body, the wrinkles on her forehead disappearing as she heard your voice.

"Detka.. I wasn't expecting you to call until later," She says, staring at the now empty closet. Wanda flicks her wrist, and the clothes begin hanging themselves back up. "Not that I'm mad about it." She adds in.

"I couldn't help myself, I missed you."

"God, detka. I miss you so much." Wanda sits on the ground, her back leaning against the bed.

"I know, little witch. But I'll see you soon." Your words comfort her, and she finds herself smiling. "I know things have been so hard for you lately, but I'm always here for you... My sweet Wanda..." Your tone is cheerful, Wandas heart skips a beat.

"Want to hear another story, sweetheart?" Wanda asks.

"I think today I'll tell you one, Wands."

"Oh? What about?"

"The happiest week of my life."

Wanda freezes, clenching the phone in her hand. She nods slowly and lets out a sigh, "Okay."

"I remember it was a beautiful day, the perfect day.."

***

"I do."

"I definitely do," you say with a smile on your face, squeezing Wandas hands.

"You may now kiss the bride!"

Wanda pulls you closer, dipping you back as her lips press firmly against yours. Your arms wrap around her, both of you smiling into the kiss it almost wasn't a kiss. Just your faces pressed against each other.

When you pull back, you hear the slow claps of Natasha and Tony, the only other ones in the courtroom.

"So when's the honeymoon?" Tony smirks at the two of you, the four of you standing outside the courthouse.

"Hopefully soon," Wanda says with a smile, squeezing your hand in hers.

"Alright, well, we're having a party tomorrow night at the compound. No questions asked! Pepper is going to be furious that there wasn't a wedding." Tony laughs, Natasha along with him.

"Fine, fine. We'll be there!" You say, squeezing Wandas hand back.

***

"We couldn't even wait to have a wedding, remember baby? I just wanted to marry you so badly. I wanted to have your name.."

"Mrs. Maximoff.. I called you that all night, all week." Tears were threatening to fall from her shiny emerald eyes as she thinks back to the day. You giggle from the other side of the phone.

"We had on those rings we won from the arcade. Remember the one around the corner from our apartment?"

Wanda stands to look out of the window. She can see the flashing lights, even in the daytime, of the pizza/arcade place. She pictures the two of you walking hand and hand down the street.

"We were supposed to go on our honeymoon after that, but Steve called..."

"Why do they need you? And if they do I can go with you!" Wanda sighs as she watches you pack your bag, noticing you take a few of her shirts. She puts her hand on yours and lifts it up, kissing the ring on your finger. You smile at her.

"Little witch... I won't be gone long. They need me because I'm the whole reason why it all started." You sit on the bed, pulling her down with you and wrapping an arm around her. You sigh and kiss her cheek.

"I've told you about my past, how-" You pause, trying to find the right words.

"I haven't always been good. I've done some fucked up things and, I've got to make things right." Wanda sits and listens, understanding. Before she can ask to come again you stand up. "Besides, someone has to take care of Wade for me!" You smile and point to the fish tank on your end table, a bright red beta fish swims around.

Wanda looks at you, then to your fish. You both understood why you didn't want Wanda to go. It was going to be dangerous. She knows, of all people, what kind of past you lived. You hurt people, innocent people, for a cause you thought you believed in. She understood. So when the time came, she kissed you goodbye, kissing you like it was the first and last time.

"I'll call you.." You mumble in between kisses.

"Every.." Kiss. "Single.." Kiss. "Day.." Kiss. Wanda knew her kisses were your weakness, and it worked for a while. You were an hour late to meet Steve, but the smile on her face was worth it.

"You promise you'll call?" Wanda asks, standing in the doorway. You kiss her softly.

"I promise. I love you, little witch." You step back, a smile on your face. She couldn't help but smile back. You knew your smile was her weakness.

"I love you more, detka.."

"You kissed me for an hour straight," You laugh into the phone, Wanda wipes the tears off of her cheeks, laughing along with you.

"I really didn't want you to leave.. why did you leave?" She whispers the last part. You're quiet for a moment.

"I wanted to be a better person. I wanted to know that I did everything I could to make the world a better and safer place. For you.. for our kids."

Wanda sighs and sniffles, shaking her head.

"What were the names we picked out? I think we picked Billy..." Your tone is playful again. Wanda chuckles and rolls her eyes.

"Tommy.. We could never agree." She smiles through her tears.

"No, we never could, could we?" You sigh happily. "So maybe we'll have two."

"Twins run in my family," Wanda says, thinking of her own twin. More tears threatened to fall. She looks onto your side of the bed, a bright red fish swimming around in a tank on the nightstand.

"I know, sweetheart. I know. I have to go. I'll call you tomorrow. Okay? I love you."

Wanda sniffles, wiping her eyes, "I love you more."

The Next Day

"You ready?" Natasha asks, calling out to Wanda. She stood in Wandas living room, staring at a photo on the side table. It was a selfie of you and Wanda. She was kissing your cheek as you stuck your tongue out and closed your eyes. Natasha smiles at the sweet memory, being torn from her thoughts as Wanda walks into the room from down the hallway.

She decided she didn't care about an outfit. Wanda wore your favorite hoodie. It still smelled like your perfume. Natasha gives her a sad smile, pulling Wanda into her arms and hugging her tightly.

Wanda left the apartment with Natasha for the first time in weeks. She didn't really speak as Natasha drove. Wanda only listened to her and occasionally nodded her head. Wanda was focused on the clouds in the sky and the raindrops spilling from them. She was trying not to think of the phone in her pocket.

"The flowers are beautiful. Such a pretty yellow," Natasha says as she stares at the garden, holding an umbrella up over Wandas head. Wanda doesn't even try to wipe the tears that fall or bother to look at the others standing around her.

"Yellow daisies," is the only reply Natasha gets. As the two of them stand there together, Wanda feels her phone vibrate. She doesn't reach for it.

Her hand brushes against the dry leaves of a plant, once bright green but now a faded brown. As Wanda stares out into the city, her phone vibrates for the second time today. She inhales deeply, inhaling the familiar scent of the hoodie she wore. She answers the phone, not bothering to check the caller ID. She knows who it is.

"Little witch..." she hears as she puts the phone to her ear.

"Why didn't you answer my call?"

Wanda is silent for a moment, tears running down her face.

"Because I was at your funeral."

"I know. It was beautiful..." Wanda can't help the sobs that leave her mouth as she sits in the rickety chair.

"I don't understand," She says, chest tight as the sobs continue to thrash her shoulds forward.

"You do, Wands. Since the first call, you knew." She hears you sigh softly, your voice full of care. She felt as if her whole body was being hugged, just by hearing your voice.

Wanda thinks back to the day.

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She was sitting in your shared apartment, watching TV. Her phone rang, and she looked at it excitedly, expecting to hear from you. Instead, she saw Natashas name.

"Wanda.." Her stomach dropped at the widows' sorrowful tone, the sniffle that came from the other side.

"Nat? What-whats wrong?" Wanda stands quickly.

"I'm on my way to you right now, I'll explain everything when I-"

"No! Tell me right now. What's going on? Is it Y/N? Is she hurt?" Wandas mind begins to race, her heart beating out of her chest at the thought of you getting hurt. Natasha sighs, another sniffle.

"No, Wanda, she- " Natasha pauses, not believing the words she is about to say. "Y/N got hurt, really bad. They said they did everything they could, but Wanda.. she didn't make it."

The phone in her hand drops to the floor, her whole body shaking. Nats' muffled voice can be heard from the phone, still speaking, but no one to listen. Wanda falls to the ground, the entire room burning red as she begins to sob. Natasha ran in only a few minutes later, finding the place a wreck.

She couldn't even have a funeral for you right away. They had to get you back.

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"Why do you keep calling me?" Her voice is small, throat scratchy from the sobs.

"Because I promised I would."

Wanda sniffles, and you're quiet as she cries for a moment. When she calms a little, she looks over to the empty chair next to her on the roof. She didn't care if this was real or not. If she was losing her mind, if she was making this up. She was hearing your voice, and that was real enough.

"You'll call every day?" She stares at the sun setting, leaning back into the chair and inhaling deeply as she wraps your hoodie tighter around her.

"Every single day, little witch. How about another story?" Wanda hears the smile on your face and closes her eyes, rubbing the small bump of her stomach.

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A/n: I got this idea from a writing prompt that I can't find anymore! The prompt was -

"Why didn't you answer?"

"I was at your funeral."

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lives-in-midgard · 5 months

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🎄Beautiful Miracle🎄

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Summary: When your car breaks down in a small village you luckily find a bakery to stay in.

Word Count: 1095

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fic for my Christmas special hosted by the lovely @buckys-wintersoldier. I hope you like it! 💗

Dividers made by @saradika 💗

Prompt 1: Bakery AU

Masterlist | Fluffcember Masterlist

It’s the first day of December and it has just started snowing. You were driving through a small village you had never been to before when suddenly your car broke down in the middle of the road. You were just able to pull over to park your car in an empty parking lot. You tried to start the car again, but it didn’t work.

“Noo, that can’t happen now. Not now when it’s so cold outside.” You said to yourself. After another try, you decided to call a car service station. They told you that it would take an hour or more for them to get here. So, you decided to take your bag, get out of your car, and look for somewhere to stay. You took a few steps and then saw that there was a small bakery.

Maximoff’s Sweets

You smiled and opened the door to the bakery. The air was filled with the smell of cinnamon and vanilla. Everything was decorated with Christmas decoration and a Christmas carol was playing. You walked around and noticed that this place looks really cozy and beautiful. You couldn’t see the owner of this shop, but you could hear someone singing.

“Deck the halls with boughs of holly.” You heard the soft voice more clearly now and had to smile. Then a door opened and a beautiful young woman with red hair walked out of a room from the back. She had a plate with cookies in her hand and immediately smiled when she saw you.

“Hello and welcome to my bakery.” The owner smiled at you and placed the cookies in an empty spot.

“Hi, this is a really wonderful place here.” You confessed and looked around and then back at her.

“Thank you. This really means a lot to me. Especially because it’s my first Christmas here.”

“Oh, congrats on that.” You said and the woman had to chuckle. She looked so beautiful and lovely.

“What can I offer you?” She asked and you looked at it all deliciously.

“Umm, I’m not sure. This looks all so delicious, what would you recommend?” You asked her nervously.

“How about these cinnamon rolls? They are really good and a new recipe I tried.” She pointed to the cinnamon rolls, and you nodded.

“Sounds good. I’ll take this and a coffee please.” You answered and Ms. Maximoff turned around to make you a coffee. She put the dessert and coffee on a plate and then walked with you to a table. You sat down and she placed everything in front of you.

“Do you mind if I join you?” She asked shyly.

“Of course not.”

“Okay, great, because my new cookies just came out of the oven and need time to cool. I’ll be with you in a moment.” She went back, made herself a cup of coffee and then came back to you. She sat down across from you.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I haven’t introduced myself yet. I‘m Wanda Maximoff.”

“Hi Wanda, I‘m Y/N.“

“So, what brought you to my bakery?” Wanda asked and you told her the story of your car and how you luckily found her warm and cozy bakery. Wanda listened intently as the two of you drank your coffee and ate your dessert.

“Wow, that tasted so good.” You complimented her after eating the cinnamon roll.

“Thank you, love.” You blushed and looked out the window for a second and saw that it started to snow more.

“What do you like to do when you’re not at this wonderful bakery?” You asked Wanda as you looked back at her.

“Well, I love spending time with my brother and some friends, I love finding new recipes for all kind of stuff, and oh I really enjoy watching sitcoms.”

“Sounds really cool. What’s your favorite sitcom?”

“The Dick Van Dyke Show. I loved it when I was a kid and I still do.” Wanda told you.

“And what do you like to do when your car doesn’t break down in front of a bakery?” Wanda asked and you had to chuckle at her question. You told her about your hobbies and talked for a while until you got a message on your phone.

“Sorry.” You apologized and looked at your phone.

“Oh, no.” You mumbled when you saw the message from the car service station.

“What’s wrong?” Wanda asked.

“It’s the car service station. It will take them a few hours to get here because of the snow.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, but hey, you’re lucky you ended up here.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” You smiled at her. A few minutes passed before Wanda said something again.

“Hey, I have an idea.”

“I’m all ears.”

“If you're interested, maybe you could help me with some cookies.”

“Yeah, sounds great.” You said and Wanda smiled happily. She showed you the kitchen where she makes all her desserts. Wanda then gave you an apron and you tied your hair into a ponytail. Then she showed you the recipe and started to put everything you needed on the table. You had fun helping Wanda bake the cookies and when you were done you put them in the oven and Wanda gave you a cup of hot chocolate. You stood next to her and talked for a few minutes until Wanda got the idea to decorate the cookies she had baked before you arrived. When you were almost finished, you received a message that the car service station will be here soon.

Wanda decided to give you some cookies and when you wanted to pay, she said that wasn’t necessary. You insisted that you wanted to pay, but Wanda was a little more stubborn than you, so she won. You put your jacket on and were a little sad to leave now, but you know where this bakery is so you could come back anytime.

“Goodbye, Wanda.” You said before opening the door.

“Wait.” Wanda shouted and ran towards you. You turned around and looked at her confused.

“I really enjoyed this afternoon with you and thought you might like to meet me again.” Wanda asked.

“I also really enjoyed it. I can give you my phone number, so you can text me.” Wanda nodded with a smile, and you gave her your phone number.

“See you soon, Wanda.” You said before walking out.

“See you soon. “You walked out with a smile, happy that your car broke down here and not somewhere else. Otherwise, you probably would never have met Wanda.

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marigoldenblooms · 1 month

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Thinking of FilmProfessor!Wanda taking fem!Reader home after class.. safe to say, An Important Lesson is getting another part >:) If you wanna be tagged when it comes out, lemme know! Read the first part here!

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Her studio would be beautiful, yet you couldn’t even care about it as you feasted on her gaze. Heavy and dark, Wanda’s eyes would hardly know peace she’d take you in, kneeling naked by her bed.

Her fingers would raise your jaw up to meet her eye, crooning to you. “Look at you, Mommy’s perfect little doll..” Her voice was breathy and laborious, jaw flexing as you’d look at her with those doe eyes, and how your bare pussy had dripped arousal onto her floorboards.

She’d pull something from behind her back, and your pupils would blow at the implication. A camera.

“Want to make a movie with me, baby?”

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inkblot-inc · 4 months

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A Trip Around The Sun

Summary: From the RCD Universe; It's been a year since you and Wanda made things official, so who doesn't love a little anniversary somethin' somethin'?

Pairing: Jeweler!Wanda Maximoff x Metalworker!Reader

Warning(s): There's smut in this one so just to be sure: This is 18+ ONLY so MINORS DNI. Fingering (w receiving), oral sex (w recieving). The sex aside, this one's pretty sappy overall. I don't even think there's that much language in this one, bud.

Note(s): What better way to break in 2024 than with a little sweetness between two of my favorites? Granted this would have gone up yesterday had my power not gone out after coming home from my vacation, but ah well, we're here now. I hope y'all enjoy this one :3

Word Count: well into 2.7k baybee

*squints* I give NO ONE permission to repost or translate my work. Make your own shit!

Tonight was you and Wanda's one year anniversary and you wanted to leave with enough time to get home before Wanda and get changed for the plans you arranged tonight.

Wanda had been texting you as much as she could throughout the day in addition to packing your favorite for lunch. The texts had started out innocent and then got progressively heavier with innuendos later in the day. Needless to say, you were all but ready to finally see your girl.

You just finished cleaning up your station for the evening, making sure everything was powered off and in its proper place for when you come in the day after tomorrow. Before you walked out of the shop, you stopped in Logan's office as per usual. You walked in to see him going through papers. Inventory reports from what you were able to catch.

Logan looks up from his work, "Leaving early?"

You can't help the smile that blooms on your face as you answer. "Yeah, it's mine and Wanda's anniversary tonight. Wanted to take her out for the night, I even got reservations for seven."

Logan simply nods along with your explanation. "Where are you takin' her?"

There's a bit of hesitance in your voice as your eyes focus more on the older man's desk. "Carnivora Snow. She's never been, I don't think, But I think it'd be nice."

Logan doesn't respond for a good minute, before you wind up looking back at him. Logan sets down his paperwork. "Well, say hi for me, bub. And have a good night." His voice is just a little bit less gruff than usual.

Your smile is smaller but doesn't lose its warmth. "That's the plan."

After you leave Logan's office and close the door behind you, he just sits there for a second to have a moment to himself.

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It's 4:45 PM when you get home, and the first thing you do is go to shower and change clothes. You change into a black form-fitting suit; nothing egregious, but definitely formal enough to fit the occasion. You leave the top two buttons of your gray button-down shirt undone and wear a few silver rings to accessorize. You take your time to get the look just right since you're the first one home from work.

It's 5:30PM when Wanda gets in from work, your interaction is brief seeing as you both wanted to make it to your reservations on time. You mainly stuck to quick banter about your work days as you both finished getting ready to leave.

Wanda comes out of her personal room wearing a merlot red off-shoulder gown, with a silver piece of jewelry that mimics a tied neck for the dress. You realize that it disappears under said dress as well. Before your curiosity distracts you, you realize that it's 6:20PM and that you'll make your reservation with just enough time. After a brief deliberation, you opt to drive to the restaurant in Wanda's car rather than in your truck.

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Carnivora Snow is a Restaurant in New York that is well on its way to getting a Michelin star. With its reservation list almost always filled, you had to pull a few strings you hadn't used in a while to get seating for the two of you tonight, but it was more than worth it.

Both of you were having a wonderful time so far, with Wanda ordering Honey Garlic Salmon while you had the Chicken Kyiv this time around.

It was clear you both were enjoying yourselves, not just in terms of company, but food as well. Particularly when she noticed how quickly you were polishing your plate. "That good, huh?"

You swallowed the bite of food in your mouth before answering her, "I swear they snuck crack in this Chicken, Wands. The mashed potatoes are really good too,"

She smiled at your sheepish reply, "Do you mind if I try some?" You shook your head as you pushed your plate in Wanda's direction.

After cutting a piece of her own and trying it, she hummed in approval as her eyes lit up. "That's delicious,"

"Right? It's gotta be crack." Wanda laughed at the fake suspicion in your voice. Her food was quite good as well, but she made a note to herself to order this the next time she came here as she cut herself another piece. Wanda continued to laugh freely as you idly chatted over dinner and exchanged bites of the other's entrees.

You both split the cost when the check came, but you got up to go the restroom while you were waiting. You passed the Teppanyaki-style section of the restaurant on your way back, seeing two chefs in the front preparing food in front of other guests before you caught sight of another female chef in the back.

You met eyes with said chef before her eyes widened slightly. You see her talk to one of the other cooks before going through a side door to meeting you out on the floor.

The woman moved the blonde whisps peeking through her hat, surprise still settling into her features. "You're really here. Part of me thought you wouldn't show..."

You raised a brow with a teasing smile, "I contacted you, 'Lena"

She nods, more to herself than anything. "I know, it's just...been a minute you know?"

You completely understood, it's been a busy few months because of the holiday season after all. "Logan says hey, by the way."

Yelena's answering smile is more sincere, "Well 'hey' to the old man. Anyways, how have you been? You said you were bringing your lady friend here with you."

You grinned at the mere mention of Wanda. "I did I did, she's still at our table. I'll introduce you before we leave."

After a second, your bright smile turns into a somber one. "How is she?"

Yelena's smile also dims, "Busy. Quiet.... She usually throws herself into her work this time of year. There's all the events coming after the holidays for her to plan and plan."

You nod as you try not to think too hard on what you heard. It was around this time that year too... "Well, I'll see you in a minute, we'll be at the front to finish paying" You squeeze Yelena's shoulder with your hand before you turn to walk back to your table.

Yelena simply watches your back before going back to let her workers know she'd be gone for another ten minutes.

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Wanda is gathering her bag when you come back, "Are we all set to go?"

She stands up to meet you with the check in her hand. "Yes we are. Was there a line at the bathroom?"

You take Wanda's hand in yours as you both walk to the front of the restaurant "it was a bit of a line, yeah. but there's someone I want you to meet before we go."

By the time the both of you get to the register, Yelena is there waiting for you. You gesture towards the blonde, "'Lena, this is my girlfriend, Wanda Maximoff. Wanda, this is my childhood friend, Yelena Belova. She also happens to own this establishment."

Yelena offers her hand to Wanda, who gladly takes it. "It's a pleasure to meet Y/n's instantly better half. They are very lucky to have you," she turns to you, "You are very lucky to have her,"

You roll your eyes at Yelena's teasing smirk as Wanda chuckles at her remark. "I don't need you to tell me that, I am highly aware."

Wanda rubs your arm in a overly soothing gesture, "We're both lucky, darling."

You lightly groan in fake irritation, "I regret this already." Both of them continue to joke at your expense, and you can't help but be relieved that they seemed to get along rather quickly.

After they exchanged phone numbers, you said your goodbyes actually getting a rare hug out of Yelena along with a promise to meet up again soon.

When You and Wanda left the restaurant, you give Wanda your suit jacket to avoid the brisk night air.

Wanda gratefully puts it on as you both make your way to her car. "Yelena seems really nice, honey. She reminds me of one of my work colleagues."

You open the car door for her before getting in yourself. "Yeah? She can be a bit much, but we're locked in like this," You crossed your fingers with one hand. "We met in middle school, so she's basically family anyway,"

"I bet the both of you were trouble together,"

"Eh, you'd win that bet," You chuckle to yourself as Wanda takes your free hand in her lap on the ride back home while you told recalled some of the things you got into (and sometimes paid for) with your oldest childhood friend.

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About halfway home, the energy in the car was different. As the troublemaker stories petered out, the more the both of you were focused on each other. The moment the two of you got back home from Carnivora Snow, the atmosphere was charged with intention.

The two of you were almost glued together as you made your way to the master bedroom. Wanda only separated from you long enough to go around the opposite side of the bed to undress, albeit slowly. You're admittedly less graceful while undressing in comparison to Wanda's slow striptease. Your impatience brought you around to Wanda's side of the bed just as she took off her shoes. You grasped at Wanda's borrowed jacket to feel more of her skin, and you watched it flush as your lips went from her face to her neck. The silky cloth could hardly compare.

"You look so beautiful tonight, doll," Your hands rest on Wanda's hips as her own reach up to unzip the back of her dress, and your eyes stay on hers in the full-length mirror across from the two of you as your lips stay level with her shoulder. "Y'know, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you at dinner..."

Wanda's smirk held nothing but mischief as she turned to look at you briefly, "Is that right?"

Wanda got the zipper about halfway done before you took it upon yourself to pull it the rest of the way down, the material going slack on her body. "Mhm, but now I don't have to even try to keep my hands off of you."

Your eyes enjoyed everything about the view; Along with more exposed goosebumps, the body jewelry Wanda wore for tonight was fully visible, the fine silver innocently clasped around her neck draped over her chest and caressed just under her breasts. With Wanda's stiff peaks coming through the thin tassels, the piece flattered her figure more than you thought anything could.

You let the fabric pool on the floor and ran your hands under the jewels to knead Wanda's breasts. A sigh left Wanda's mouth as she leaned back onto your front. You took the opportunity to pinch her nipple, making her moan from the sudden sensation.

Wanda takes her other hand to turn your face to look at her. "I need more, detka."

You tweak Wanda's nipple harder, making her cry out before running your free hand down from her hip to her navel before going under Wanda's lacey underwear.

You lift your head to meet Wanda's ear, "Just relax for me, I'll make you feel good baby. Promise."

Your index and middle fingers gathered some of Wanda's slick before they made contact with her clit and started to massage the bundle of nerves. Wanda's moans began to mix with each other as she squirmed under your hold, her eyes fluttering shut.

You pressed lightly on Wanda's clit making her gasp and open her eyes again. "Ah ah, I want you to watch me, doll."

Wanda's eyes gazed at the two of you in the mirror as your fingers went further until they sunk into her fully, curling inside.

You pumped your fingers in and out of Wanda's wetness at a steady pace, making her arch into your hand in search of more friction. "Harder, please! I've been waiting for this all night,"

You can't help but oblige as you push your fingers to go deeper, even adding a third finger to stretch Wanda out more. "Yeah? this is what you wanted, baby?"

"Yes yes yes! Just like that! God, you feel so good," Wanda's voice borders on breathless as she becomes like putty in your hands, her eyes half-lidded as she keeps her eyes on the two of you.

You pull Wanda to sit down with you on the end of the bed on your lap, as you continue to fuck her with your fingers, your thumb rubbing her clit to bring her closer to her high. Wanda cries out as you start moving your fingers at a feverish pace while continuing to knead her breast with your other hand.

You put your lips to her ear again, "Are you gonna cum for me, doll?" Wanda nods her head rapidly before you pull your fingers out of her making her groan at the lost feeling.

You lift your hand covered with Wanda's slick for her to see, "Look at the mess you were making all over my hand, Wandy." She watches you as you bring the soaked digits to your mouth to suck them clean.

Before Wanda can completely lose her high though, you move her to lay down on the bed fully while you settle below her on your stomach. You snag a pillow to place under her waist for comfort. Wanda's legs settle on your shoulders as your mouth becomes level with her pussy. While your arms hook around Wanda's thighs, you keep a thumb pressed to her clit while you eat her out. It doesn't take her long to get right back to where she ached to be.

"I'm cumming, baby, I'm cumming!" Your other hand holds her entrance open as your tongue chases her release with her. Wanda's hips spasm in your hold as you continue to help her through her orgasm.

You lift your head to look up at Wanda, hair long since falling out of the updo she carefully placed it in, the auburn tresses spread out on the sheets around her. You carefully move out from underneath Wanda to join her at the top of the bed.

Both of you finally took the time to catch your breath again, tremors continued to pulse through her still.

after laying down for a while, you untangled yourself from Wanda before sitting up. "I'm gonna get the shower going so the water can heat up, Alright?"

Wanda nodded with a lazy smile as you pressed a kiss to her forehead before getting out of the bed. She lightly grabbed your wrist, "I'm going to need you to carry to the bathroom though."

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With the two of you showered and dressed for bed, your hand rested on Wanda's thigh as Wanda pulled up I Love Lucy on the TV. With Wanda's head on your chest, her hand toying with the hem of your wife beater. It was a peaceful, lulling atmosphere as the two of you enjoyed your shared space.

"Y/n, sweetie," Wanda's eyes stay on the show, and you can hear Wanda swallow before she speaks up. "I wanted to ask if you'll come to Fashion Week with me."

You move your head to look at Wanda properly. New York Fashion Week was in a little over a week from now, and you were prepared to stay home again. Wanda puts very little of her private life in the public eye, preferring to keep the two separate. With how naturally nosy people are, it makes sense to want that boundary.

A small smile forming on your face as you rubbed one of her shoulders to soothe the nerves you could already feel cropping up. "You really want me to go?"

"Mhm, I want you there with me. I barely got through our phone calls without caving and having you come down last year. It scares me a little that I've gotten so attached to you in what feels like so little time. I just-... I feel better with you beside me."

You leaned down to gently press your lips to Wanda's. "I'll gladly go with you then, Wanda." Your lips caressed each other again before you separated with both of your heads still resting on each other.

A smile grew on Wanda's face to match your own. "Happy anniversary, Y/n."

Happy anniversary, Wanda."

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wifeofwandamaximoff · 9 months

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Y/n on her phone sending smth.

Wanda: Hey detka what are you doing?

Y/n: sending pictures to NASA.

Wanda: Why?

Wanda being utterly confused.

Y/n: Because im a star!

Wanda: honey you are attractive but i dont think NASA would look at them.

Y/n: Ofc they will im one of thier biggest investors and they know i do these things.

Wanda:

#wanda imagine #wanda maximoff #wanda x y/n #wanda fluff #mcu #marvel one shot #marvel #scarlet witch #wanda x reader

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chaosromanoff · 1 year

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I Think She Knows (Natasha Romanoff x f!reader / Wanda Maximoff x f!reader)

Summary: After that weird interaction with Wanda, Nat suspects that she may know about your encounters. Even though she doesn't seem to care... not too much at least.

A/N: Teasing pt.2! I'm not really a fan of second parts, but I thought it was necessary this time. Also, sorry for not updating all this months, but this one is a long one-shot, so I think it's worth it. Remember that English is not my first language, sorry for mistakes and all that stuff.

Warnings: bottom!Natasha x top!reader / powerbottom!Wanda x top!reader. Almost pure smut, explicit language, nipple play, oral, fingering, use of strap on. (Minors DNI!)

A week has passed since your last public interaction with Natasha, but behind the doors, you have been with her almost every night... just like tonight. It was a friday night, you invited Nat to come since you were all alone.

She took a seat on your lap and soon her lips clashed on yours, your hands on her waist trying to get her closer to you. And when your tongue entered her mouth it was all over. She moaned and started to get desperate, grinding herself on your thigh.

"Please." She begged between kisses. "Please touch me. Please, please, please." To be honest, you enjoyed when she begged you to touch her, but right now you couldn't wait anymore.

Your hands started to roam through all of Natasha's body, until you put them down her shirt, just to notice she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Naughty little slut." You mumbled and she moaned at both your touch and your words. Your started to pull and twist her nipples as delicate as you could, and Natasha's moans filled the room. "Take your shirt off, baby" You said and Nat obliged quickly.

The readhead arched her back as she felt your mouth on one of her hardened nipples and your fingers working wonders on the other one. Her hands went straight to your hair and pulled you closer to her body. "I need more" She mumbled. "Please"

You threw her softly next to you, she rapidly did grabby hands to you and you couldn't resist anymore. You kissed her again while you tried to unbutton her jeans, which you did. You both moaned as your fingers moved along her still covered slit, feeling her wetness through the fabric. "Y/n, please... I need you"

"Not my name." You said boldly, kissing and biting the skin of her neck while still moving your fingers through her covered wetness.

"Please, mommy." She whispered and that was enough for you. You almost ripped her panties off Natasha and inserted one of your fingers inside her and you both let out a huge moan.

"Fuck, Natty, you´re so tight and wet." You said. "Maybe next time you'll be prepared for my special toy"

Natasha couldn't answer, her mind was fuzzy and all she could do was moan your name as you fucked her, until you added a second finger.

"Mommy!" You felt how she clenched around your fingers, she was close and you knew it, but you stopped your movements and took your fingers out, making her groan at the loss of contact. "Me a bad girl?" Natasha asked and you noticed she was on her subspace.

"No, baby, you're being a good girl for me." You assured her, kissing her lips softly. "But I thought it would be better if you come on mommy's tongue, what do you say?" Natasha nodded happily at your words and your mouth went directly to her centre.

You groaned at her sweet, delicious taste. You just couldn't get enough of her, not even when she came on your mouth a couple minutes after.

Normally, you and Natasha didn't cuddle after an encounter, but this time she was so into her subspace that you couldn't refuse when she asked you to do it. So now you were on your bed, her head on your chest and her arms around your body.

"I think she knows" Nat said and you gave her a confused look even if she couldn't see it.

"Who?"

"Wanda. I think she knows about this."

"Why you say that?"

"It just came to my mind. She's been asking me about you these past days, but she probably knows."

"Are you worried about it?" Natasha didn't answer, but you could feel her tension. "Hey, it's ok, don't worry. Wada is your friend, isn´t she? She's not gonna tell anyone if you don't want that.

Natasha wasn´t really worried about that, but she didn't say anything else. She just smiled and kissed you before apologizing and starting to dress up again.

It was the next day and you were still alone in your house, so you were surprised when you heard someone knocking on your door on a Saturday evening. You thought it was Natasha, even though she always texted or called you before going to your house. When you opened the door you saw a pair of green eyes, but not the ones you were used to see every day.

"Wanda." You said surprised about the visit. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, Y/n, I think you can help me with something." She said and you let her enter to your house. "We need to talk" You nodded taking a seat on the couch and she did the same. "Do me"

"What?"

"You heard me. I want you to do me."

"Wanda, I don't think I can help you with that."

"Why not? I mean, you help Natasha constantly. And don't you dare to deny it, the marks on her neck have the shape of your mouth." You remained silent, so Wanda kept talking. "I know you're good, question is... how much?"

"You really want to know?" She smirked and before you could say anything, her mouth attacked yours.

You both were almost ripping your clothes, until Wanda took a seat on your lap and felt certain hardness inside your joggers.

"Are you packing?" She asked with a smirk on her face. You nodded and she kissed you again. "Don't be easy on me, Y/n. But you need to know I'm in charge."

"It´s fine for me" You mumbled and Wanda nodded with approval.

"Put that little mouth to better use." She took a seat next to you and opened her legs, exposing her wet centre. You got on your knees and kissed the inside of her thighs before leaving a kiss on her clit, making her squirm a little bit before you started to lick and suck along her slit. "Fuck, Y/n, just like that"

You continued your actions until you inserted your tongue into her, feeling Wanda's walls clenching around you. "Oh, fuck, Y/n, I'm gonna cum. Gonna cum, gonna- Fuck!" Wanda started shaking because of her orgasm and you continued your movements to help her ride her high.

She pulled your hair back to stop your movements and cleaned your lips with her thumb before licking the remaining juices. "Get up." You obliged and she started to take off your joggers, exposing your strap-on. "Good girl, Y/n." You breath stuck on your throat when you saw her taking all of it on her mouth. Her green eyes looking at you lustfully, you felt you could cum in that very moment.

"Not so fast." She said taking the fake dick out of her mouth. "You can come when you make me cum again. Now come here and fuck me."

She didn't have to ask you twice. You kissed her desperatly while entering her. Wanda broke the kiss as she felt the dildo sliding into her and let out a quiet moan. Even though you couldn't feel her, you were mesmerized about Wanda's body, you needed to fuck her. "Remember, Y/n: don't be easy on me." And with that, you started to move. Your pace was hard and kinda fast at moments, but Wanda seemed to love it.

Her hips started to move with yours, following your pace and getting her close to reach her high. Wanda kissed you passionately as you felt her body shaking, she was so close. "'M so close, fuck, touch my clit, Y/n." You did as told, and when your fingers started to play with her hardened bud, that was it.

Wanda reached her high and so did you. You weren't used to cum normally, and maybe that's why you enjoyed this so much.

"Fuck, Wanda." You mumbled. "That was amazing"

"I never told you we were done yet." She said smirking and you could tell this was gonna be a long night.

And it was, because you didn't even have time to notice your phone announcing that Natasha was calling you.

I don't really know how many words are in here, sorry if it's too long. Let me know your thoughts about this one, please<3 Love, Aiden.

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Pain- Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Characters: Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- “You’re the only thing that matters” with wanda maximoff please?

Word Count: 468

Author: Charlotte

Loving Wanda was never hard but loving the experiences she had to endure, certainly was. She didn’t know what an easy break was, the worst scenarios coming her way at every turn, and you struggled to see how she managed to keep going. When you found her again in Westview, you didn’t judge or blame her for what she had done. She found her own punishment in losing her family that she was forced to create, to try and have something positive left in her life, leaving her to flee to a life of solitude to try and learn her powers and make something of herself, but you refused to leave her alone this time. Wanda had lost everyone she loved one way or another, and this time you weren’t going to let her be alone. She tried to insist that you didn’t stay with her, but you couldn’t bear the thought of her stuck on her own again.

Since you had been staying in the middle of nowhere together, she had been quiet, staying within her own head until it became too much, and she finally needed to question your continuous kindness towards her.

“I don’t understand,” she said, breaking the weeklong silence that she had been consumed in.

“Pardon?” You asked, just glad to finally hear her voice again.

“I cannot understand why you are here. I hurt so many people, all I ever do is hurt people, so I don’t know why you want to show me kindness and stay here with me, when I shall only end up hurting you too.”

You gave her a gentle smile. There was so much pain in her past that you couldn’t blame her for only seeing herself as a villain. Her choices hadn’t been good, and she had caused pain to others, but you couldn’t ignore the fact that the past turmoil of her life was what had led to those decisions today.

“You have been hurt too. Repeatedly you have lost those who you care about, and it isn’t surprising that at some point that became too much. I do not condone what you did in Westview, but I guess I understand the desperation you felt,” you explained. “I think having someone in your corner is what you really need and currently to me, you’re the only thing that matters. I am here to be of assistance and be whatever you need me to be until you feel able to face everything that has happened.”

It took her a second for her to wrap her head around the words you had said before she gave you a short nod.

“Thank you, Y/N,” she said softly. “I appreciate what you are doing for me.”

“I am going to be here for as long as you need me.”

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Hades and Persephone

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

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Written as an early bonus round of my Year of Olympians, inspired by @dawn-petrichor-world who wanted to see one for Hades! This is a pretty loose interpretation of my own Hades prompt tbh, but the vibes were there and I stand by it.

Fandom: Marvel

Prompt: Hades; the underworld (sort of), the Hades and Persephone myth (also sort of)

Summary: Y/N grew up with Pietro and Wanda, and has been in love with Wanda for most of their life. They never said anything, however, especially not after losing Pietro and watching Wanda fall for someone else. Now, however, five years after the Snap (and five years after the reader retreated from the world), Wong shows up to get Y/N's help because Wanda's about to move on the Sanctum as The Scarlet Witch, and Y/N might be the only one who can stop her.

Word Count: 4,242

Category: Angst, Fluff

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I took a deep breath, the fresh air and the smell of all my flowers relaxing me like it always did. The sun shone down on me and all my lovely plants, and the soft sound of the ocean crashing on the beach just a few feet from me helped add to the air of serenity.

An air that was currently being blown apart by a certain sorcerer I hadn't seen in a few years.

"What are you doing here, Strange?" I asked, keeping my eyes closed and not turning from my spot, legs crossed as I sat peacefully amongst my plants. I was still pretty sure this was an illusion, and no matter how annoying I found the sorcerer, I didn't want the dream shattered before it had to be. "I've gotten pretty good at chasing off ghosts like you, so consider your next action carefully."

"What makes you think I'm not real?" came the familiar voice of my former friend. I scoffed, a sharp pang shooting through my chest. I knew better than to answer. Borderline-corporeal memories like him had haunted me for at least a year after the Snap, despite how hard I worked to get past them. Even once I'd mostly gotten rid of them, they still showed up every so often.

They were pretty objectively bad for me, which is why I'd worked so hard to stop imagining them as often as I did. Still, they were some of the last remnants of all the friends I'd lost in the Snap, so sometimes, I found it hard to want to make them leave.

"I know for a fact that you're dead and gone, Strange," I said, sighing heavily. I shouldn't be responding, but this was one of those times I couldn't stop myself. "Along with some other people I can't seem to stop missing."

"Like Wanda Maximoff?"

My eyes snapped open, the sharp pang in my chest turning into a massive, painful knife. I'd grown up with Wanda Maximoff, and her brother Pietro. Pietro had been my best friend, and Wanda had been the love of my life. We'd gone through hell together in the hands of Hydra, which is where I'd gotten my significant nature powers. We'd joined the Avengers, and under the urgings of Pietro, I'd been working up the courage to confess my feelings for his sister. And then Pietro had died.

Wanda and I both had our worlds rocked by the loss, and instead of coming together over it, we grew further apart. She found love with the Vision, a new superhero the Avengers had picked up around the same time they'd picked us up, and even though I wanted to be happy for her, I couldn't help feeling like I'd lost her too.

And then, I really did lose her. After Wanda disappeared in the Snap, along with most of the other people I'd gotten close to, I almost broke. I needed to get somewhere that I could heal, and to do that, I needed to leave the superhero world behind me. So, I did.

With Wong's help (since Strange was gone), I faked my death and disappeared. Maybe a little dramatic, but at that point, I was in survival mode. Ever since, I'd been here, on a remote island with a small community who knew nothing about me as a global superhero, and nothing about what I'd lost. By some miracle, it seemed to be the only village on Earth unaffected by the snap, which is why Wong recommended it to me when he agreed to help with my plan. For the past five years, I'd been healing and living peacefully in my new community, adjusting to my new world and finding things to help ground me.

The number one thing that threatened that sense of grounding continued to be memories of Wanda, my lost soulmate. And if this Strange hallucination was trying to bring her up, I knew I really needed to block him out and shut him down before he could ruin all the progress I'd made.

I didn't respond to Strange's question about Wanda. I kept my eyes shut and breathed deeply, focusing on blocking out the presence behind me.

"Y/N?"

I took another breath in, focusing on the beautiful smell of all my flowers around me and feeling my connection to them.

"Y/N. Wanda needs your help."

I breathed out through my nose, a little more harshly than I necessarily wanted to. "You are not real. And I am not letting you rule my life."

I heard not-Strange sigh from behind me, and then a second later, I was falling.

My eyes flew open but all I could see around me was darkness. Then, a circular light opened below me, and before I could brace myself I landed hard on the deck I'd been sitting on moments before, at the feet of Doctor Stephen Strange.

None of my hallucinations had ever been able to do that.

"I don't have time to beat around the bush on this one, Y/N. Wong told me where I could find you. I need your help." Slowly, I tilted my head back to look up at Strange. The real Strange. He didn't look even a little bit guilty about the bruises he'd definitely given me, which was the final clue that told me he was completely real, and not an idealized version I'd made up in my mind. "Wanda needs your help."

With those few words, I was on my feet in an instant. If Strange was back... then somehow, that probably meant...

"You better explain yourself right the hell now, Strange," I said, trying to stay calm despite all the emotions rushing through me as I looked at my friend. My plants grew and moved around me, an expression of the explosion I was trying to keep on lockdown.

"Stark and crew managed to reverse the snap," he said. "We all came back about a year ago, but everyone thought you were dead, so no one came to tell you."

The world shifted under my feet. I swayed, a few of my plants growing to my aid and helping to keep me standing. It only got worse as Strange continued, filling me in on the events of the last year.

As I already knew, Vision was truly dead, not Snap-dead, which meant he hadn't come back with everyone else. Wanda had apparently lost it since she'd come back, taking an entire town hostage in her effort to deal with her grief. And now, in an effort to get to her children who she'd conjured in a magical new reality that apparently actually existed in every universe except ours, she was going after a teen named America who had the power to travel between timelines.

"As you already know, she's one of the most powerful people in the world," finished Strange. "And right now, she's getting more than a little scary in her determination to use any means necessary to get what she wants."

"And you're sure she's going to... hurt this America kid? To kill her?" I asked, hearing the shake in my own voice. My world had been shattered in the past few minutes, but if what Strange said was true (and he had no reason to lie to me), we didn't have a moment to waste while I tried to deal with it.

"I'm sure," he said. "She can't be allowed to go into another universe. Extended crossover between them has, apparently, catastrophic effects. So America can't give her what she wants. In order for Wanda to take it, she has to kill America. And she's made it clear that's exactly what she's planning to do."

I closed my eyes and took a long, deep breath in before slowly blowing it out. I couldn't believe Wanda would really do something like that, but at the same time, I knew how close I came to almost breaking when I lost her, after losing Pietro and feeling so, so alone. She'd lost everyone.

"Alright, let's do this," I said, opening my eyes and looking at Strange again. "Use your magic and take me to her."

"I'm bringing you to Kamar-Taj," he said as he began the process of opening a sling portal. "We're fortifying the Sanctum against Wanda to protect America. You're our first option, I'm our second, and the defenders of Kamar-Taj are our third."

I frowned. "I hope you know I'm not going to help you fight Wanda, Strange."

"If everything goes according to plan, it won't come to that."

Before I could ask anything else, he stepped through the portal and straight into the heart of Kamar-Taj. I followed him, sparing one glance over my shoulder for the lovely little place I'd called home for the past five years.

Hopefully, it wouldn't be too long before I was back, ideally with Wanda in-tow.

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After a hello and hug with Wong and a quick introduction to America, there was nothing left for me to do but wait. Strange and everyone else kept building up their fortifications, all while I stood on one of the balconies and watched for Wanda to appear.

I started to think she wouldn't come. That Strange had blown things horribly out of proportion, and that Wanda wasn't anywhere near the scary, dangerous place he'd said she was in. And then, just when I was going to march into the courtyard and tell Strange he'd overreacted (and that I was going to find Wanda myself), a storm encircled Kamar-Taj.

"Y/L/N!" hollered Strange from the courtyard. "Get down here!"

"On my way!"

Despite my words, I stayed at the balcony for a second longer, watching as Wanda rose out of the clouds and smoke crackling around her. I'd never seen her use her powers like this, although I wasn't surprised she had the ability. She'd always been the strongest of us, and it was a little aweing to see.

Once I snapped out of my initial shock, I took off like a shot for the courtyard. I passed groups of sorcerers waiting to fight back if the worst should happen, then made it outside to where Strange waited in the middle of the courtyard, surrounded by other defenses.

"Alright, I'll magnify your voice," he said as I came to a stop beside him. "You just talk."

"What? Strange, what do you want me to say?"

"I don't care. Just whatever you think will be enough-"

Before he could finish his instructions, Wanda's voice came booming over the sanctum instead. Her eyes scanned the defenders and eventually landed on Wong on the balcony, without seeing me or Strange.

"Surrender America Chavez to me now, and I'll leave without harming any of you," she said. My heart sped up a bit at the realization that Strange was right; she was here for a fight, and clearly willing to go through Strange and all our other friends to get what we wanted. "You have two minutes, and then the Scarlet Witch will do what must be done."

"Wanda..." I breathed, staring up at the love of my life. Apparently Strange had cast his magnification spell without me noticing, because as soon as the breathy word left my mouth, her head snapped around to look at me.

We made eye contact, and the world stopped spinning. My heart hammered in my chest as the rest of the people around us, all the sorcerers readying for a fight, completely disappeared. All that mattered was the woman before me, staring at me like she couldn't quite believe I was real.

Which, I suppose, was fair, since I had faked my death.

After a few seconds, slowly, Wanda started floating towards the ground. She looked shocked and maybe even a little devastated, and as she got closer and closer to the ground (and to my reach), I started coming back to reality.

"Open the gates," I said, talking to Strange without taking my eyes off of Wanda. My voice didn't boom across the courtyard, so I assumed he must have dropped the magnification spell.

"Y/N, I can't do that-"

"I said, OPEN the GATES," I said, whirling to face him at last. He just stared back at me, clearly unmoved.

"We fortified this whole place to keep her out, I'm not just going to-"

I didn't let him finish his sentence before I took off for the gates in a dead sprint. Wanda had just dipped out of sight in her slow float towards the ground. None of the guards moved to stop me, probably because they didn't think I'd be able to get out without a little Mystic Arts magic of my own.

They had no idea who they were dealing with.

As I approached the gate, I lifted my arms like I'd done so many times before leaving the Avengers, dragging up any and all plants around the gate as I did. They grew and grew and grew, and then, with a forceful flick of my wrist, they slammed into the gate, half-knocking it off its hinges. I pulled my arms back hard, towards my body and then past and behind me even as I kept running, and the plants responded, finishing the task of ripping off the door completely.

I heard scattered gasps and cries of outrage, but I ignored them all as I kept running. Within a few more seconds, I made it outside the sanctum of Kamar-Taj, just as Wanda touched down a few feet ahead of me.

I stopped running, opting for a calmer, more cautious approach now. I could hear the sorcerers working to put the gates back behind me, but I blocked them all out. Wanda stood before me, staring at me like she wasn't quite sure what to do with herself. I gave her a small smile and started cautiously walking towards her.

Flowers broke through the ground beneath my feet, giving me a soft, beautiful path to Wanda. A few of the flowers grew up around her ankles, softly grounding her to the world and to me (at least, I hoped it would).

I came to a stop a few inches in front of Wanda, and despite the incredible, powerful rage she'd been in when I'd first seen her, she now looked completely deflated. She started at me, apparently too stunned to speak as I slowly reached out and took her hands in mine, then at last met her green eyes.

"Wanda," I breathed, a slow smile creeping onto my face despite the current situation. After five long years, she was standing in front of me again. It was real.

"Y/N..." she finally said, speaking for the first time since she'd seen me. Her grip tightened slightly on my hands, but she didn't drop them or step away, which I took as a good sign. "How is this possible? Is this... real?"

She raised an eyebrow and looked a little more critically at our joined hands before looking over her shoulder at Strange. Her awe had started to wear off, and I could tell she was rapidly starting to believe this was some kind of hallucination.

"Wan... I swear to you, it's real. I'm real."

"How can I be sure of that?" she asked, her voice taking on a new, more scary and angry quality to it. "How can I know you're real?"

"I have a visceral memory and a scar nobody else but you and Piet have ever seen from your seventeenth birthday when you thought it would be a good idea to surprise Pietro with a birthday cake so we snuck into the back of that combination bakery and butcher's shop and-"

"Okay! Okay, I... I believe you," she said, a small smile at last tugging at the edges of her lips. She held my hands more softly and tenderly now than she had before, and even tugged me a little closer to her. "But that just brings us back to... how?"

I sighed, then started explaining everything to her, bit by bit. What it felt like to lose her, and how it broke me. How I decided to leave, and how I'd done such a good job of it I hadn't known the people had come back from the Snap until a few hours ago.

"But Wanda, I swear, if I'd known a second sooner I would've come racing back to you. I'm so sorry it took me so long to find you again," I said, squeezing her hands for extra emphasis. She'd looked away from me towards the beginning of my story, staring at the flowers that continued to bloom around us, presumably trying to process all the new information. I stayed silent once my story finished, waiting for her response.

"I missed you, Y/N," she said at last, pulling me in for a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling a weight off my shoulders as we held each other close. After a moment, however, I felt her tense, and I couldn't help thinking it had something to do with Strange and all his people gathering behind me.

"Wanda..." I whispered, pulling back to look at her and simultaneously willing a wall of flowers up behind me, to help hide Wanda from the stress of the situation. She kept her hands resting on my waist as I reached up to take her face in my hands. "Focus on me."

Slowly, she did, her eyes sliding from the people behind us and back to meet mine. She looked on the verge of breaking, but I did my best to anchor her here, instead of wherever her mind was threatening to run off to.

"Wanda. Tell me what's happening."

"I have to find my boys. They exist in every universe but this one, I... I have to find them."

I nodded slowly. Strange had told me as much, but I'd rather hear it from Wanda than anyone else.

"Are you completely sure they're not here? No version of them whatsoever?" I asked. She nodded slowly, seeming less stable with every movement. I stroked my thumb along her cheek, and it seemed to help a little. "How do you know?"

Wanda hesitated for half a second, then met my eyes with a renewed strength and confidence, in me as much as herself.

"I consulted the Dark Hold."

"The what? Wanda, tell me you're not talking about that crazy witchy book we heard legends about, that we heard Hydra scientists whispering about like it could kill them at the mere mention of its name?"

"The very same."

I closed my eyes and sighed, honestly unable to help myself. When I opened them again, Wanda didn't seem any less discouraged, but she was also clearly waiting for me to say something else. We were in this together now, one way or another.

"Wanda... do you still have the book?"

In answer, she took one hand off my hip and conjured the book in thin air. I stared at it, tempted to reach for it and huck it as far away from her as I could get it, but I resisted.

"Can I make a suggestion, then?" I asked. Wanda looked a little hesitant, but nodded all the same. "Okay, you have to promise to hear me all the way out."

"This feels like the time you convinced me to steal our asshole neighbor's truck for a joyride under the guise of our own version of justice..." she said, raising an eyebrow at me. I laughed and grinned back, slipping one of my own arms around Wanda's waist and pulling her a bit closer to me.

"Yeah, it does feel kind of like that," I said. She rolled her eyes, but I caught her with a smile on her face all the same. "Alright, here's what I'm thinking: What if you give the Dark Hold to the Mystic Arts people?"

"Y/N-!" Wanda looked outraged and started to take a step back, but I held a little tighter to her waist and held up my other hand to show I meant no harm.

"Wan, you promised! I just think, based on everything we heard about that thing... it might not be a bad idea to try looking without the influence of the Dark Hold. You and I can search the world for them, or for any trace of them or how we might bring them to be, independent of that thing's influence."

"...And if we fail?" she asked. The hesitation was enough to give me hope that she might actually be slightly open to my suggestion.

"If we fail, I'll help you do what it takes to get to them," I replied. Wanda raised an eyebrow, so I continued. "Preferably by peaceful, negotiating means. But... otherwise by any means necessary."

Now both eyebrows shot up. Wanda looked at me for a few minutes, but didn't break my stare. I held it confidently. She was the love of my life; I had faith that my strategy would prevail, but if it didn't, I was more than willing to go to the ends of the Earth for and with her.

"Why would you do that for me?" she finally asked. I couldn't help huffing a laugh as I looked away, before looking back to Wanda again.

"Do you seriously need me to explain the reason? I love you." Wanda blinked a few times, so I continued. "I've loved you our entire lives, Wanda. You're my best friend and... and you're the love of my life."

She just stared at me for a few beats, and I felt awkward enough that I spoke again.

"Of course, I don't expect you to feel the same way, and I'm sorry if I-"

I stopped short when Wanda's free hand moved from my waist to carefully caress my cheek. Her expression softened into a loving, sympathetic look I'd seen her give me a few times, but this one somehow felt a little different. She leaned in, and I didn't move an inch as she placed the softest, lightest kiss to my lips before pulling back, a warmer expression than I'd seen all day on her face.

"I love you too," she said, giving me a soft smile. One of the first I'd seen from her in a long, long time. "I'll always love you."

I smiled back at her, butterflies and fireworks exploding in my chest. I knew she was still healing, so I didn't push anything, just gave her a little squeeze with the hand still around her waist. After another second, she held the Dark Hold out to me. Carefully, I took it out of her hand, then took a step backwards. Wanda nodded to me, communicating without words that she'd wait, and I turned around.

By now, the flowers I'd started sprouting for privacy had grown into a full wall of vines. With a few gestures from my one raised free hand, I gave myself a path to the Sanctum walls. As soon as it opened, everyone within the Sanctum froze and stared at me. Strange stood in the front, Wong just to his side, everyone else waiting right behind for them to break through the vines. Every single one of them looked ready to fight.

"What's wrong with all of you?" I asked, walking forward calmly and confidently. Strange tensed, but didn't make a move to attack.

"You need to be careful with that book, Y/N," he said, tension in every word and line of his body. I rolled my eyes.

"Obviously. Which is why I'm bringing it to you. You do remember that you're the ones that brought me here, right?"

Strange looked confused as I came to a stop in front of him, then shoved the book into his chest. He took it all the same, and Wong gave me a small smile as I walked back a step.

"Wanda and I are going to leave," I announced, raising my voice to address the Sanctum at large. "We're going to go spend some time figuring things out. And absolutely no one is going to follow us."

The vines tightened a little around the Sanctum walls at my word. I held both hands down by my hips, fingers splayed out, controlling the vines and making sure everyone in that Sanctum remembered just how powerful I was. After a few moments, I felt Wanda approaching from behind me. I reached back and she took my hand, and with a little magic from her, we levitated into the air, my vines and her storm fading back to normalcy around the Sanctum as we left.

I could see the slight fear on the faces of Wong and especially Strange as we headed off together. They were worried, and maybe rightfully so, that they'd just created an even bigger threat by reuniting me and Wanda.

But I loved her, more than anyone else in the world. It would take some time, for both of us, to figure things out. But I knew in my heart that our love could and would overcome every single other hurdle that came our way, for the rest of our lives.

We'd both lost everything and everyone we'd ever cared about. Now that we'd found our way back to each other again, nothing would ever tear us apart. We'd face the world and then some, together.

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Giving My Heart To You

Happy Valentine's Day!

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MCU (Female Sorceress Reader X The Scarlet Witch)

Summary: It's Valentine's Day, and what better way to spend than with someone trying to kill you.

Word Count: 2.7K

Content: Scarlet Milf, Darkhold, Death, but it works out(?)

It's February 14th, 2024.

You have been watching the witch formally known as Wanda Maximoff for the last few months.

You first took notice of her at the same time an old acquaintance of yours did. But she beat you to the punch, and then the hex and WestView happened.

Now you see who she is becoming or, better yet, what she is now.

The Avenger is gone.

The Scarlet Witch remains.

As you hold a leather-bound book close to your chest, you pray to your goddess that this works. That you can save the witch from herself. You know what she plans to do, and you feel for her. You don't blame her. She's been through enough, but you just know that the outcome of her future could happen differently.

So, as your bare feet step into the symbol you've made on the ground surrounded by candles and shrines from your past, are you ready to do what you NEED to do.

You're going to give your heart to the scarlet witch.

And if this spell works, the darkness in her will leave so she can find her children without killing a child.

You've done it once before, three hundred years ago for you in a different dimension. The spell worked, but the light power within sent you tumbling through the cosmos until you landed here.

Anyways, three hundred years later, you're prepared to do it again.

So, as your green dress brushes against the dirt on the floor do, you levitate the book away from your chest and start lifting your arms as you whisper the spell.

Your pink lips touch as your heart begins to glow. You lift your right arm and flick three fingers back before grabbing onto the air and pulling. You lift your head towards the sky as you feel the glow surrounding your body. It lifts you.

It's working.

But you're not alone, and you sense it too late.

A force hits you that sends your body to the floor as your book goes flying and your candles blow out. The white glow stops as she speaks up.

"Who are you?"

Your eyes go wide when you hear her voice. The accent is something you've always fallen for.

You close your eyes and bring yourself up to your knees.

"I asked you a question." The Scarlet Witch sneers as she takes a step closer to you. Now, standing behind your body.

You open your eyes and turn your head to face her.

The first thing you notice are her black fingertips. As your eyes move upward, you see how her suit has been cracked and turned black.

Finally, you lift your white eyes to her.

Your mouth falls open as you see her face—high cheekbones. Green eyes. Pillowy red lips with a face softer than wool.

She looks just like your Wanda.

"Your eyes are white." The Witch says to you as she begins walking around you. Her boots kicking away the symbol on the ground. You can't help but watch with your hands on your knees.

"Are you ever going to speak?" She says when she looks at you. Stopping next to your book. "My name is Y/N Y/L/N." The Witch hums as she looks you up and down. Her eyes roaming over the part of your dress that leaves more to be desired.

"Why am I in your book?" A red glow surrounds your book and lifts it to the woman across from you. "You wouldn't believe me." You shake your head. You know how this song and dance plays. "The Darkhold won't let you listen."

The Scarlet Witch tilts her head. "How do you know about the Darkhold?" Without giving you a second to answer, you find yourself being lifted and thrown several feet away—your body landing and tumbling. Thankfully, your magic cushioned the blow as you put your legs out and dug them into the dirt until you turned and stood up, surprising the Witch.

She watched your green dress turn into a suit similar to the one she wore.

Before the Darkhold showed her the truth.

You lifted your hands up as you prepared to defend yourself.

"You want to kill me and take it, don't you?" The Witch strutted towards you. "No." You shook your head as your eyes lifted to her face. "I want to help." A red ball of magic formed in the hands of the Witch. "I have all of the help I need." She threw the red ball towards you and another.

White shields extended themselves from your outstretched hands as you blocked her attacks. However, this didn't stop her as she started shooting lines of magic towards you. You effortlessly duck and dodge, but you know she won't stop.

You needed to get her to see what you knew to be true.

So, as you made counter moves and an effort not to fight back, you worked your way closer and closer to her. Until you found yourself close enough, and that's when the glow of your powers surrounded your body, and in a flash, you disappeared.

With the Witches arms raised, she looked around. You were gone, but she could sense you. The Darkhold was whispering to her that you were still present.

And just like what happened to you, Wanda sensed you when it was too late.

Your right arm wrapped itself around the waist of The Witch, making both of your mouths fall open at the touch, but you remained focused as you lifted her left hand with your powers to the side of your head.

She needed to see your memories.

At first, it was you and Wanda running away from chores and the labor forced upon you by others in your village.

Young adults trying to figure out who you were.

Slowly, it morphed into stolen kisses and nights of passion as Wanda's mouth worked it way across your body.

Followed by dates with a gold ring and the trials and burning of other witches... it became the final straw. The two of you knew you had to run away.

So you did.

But somewhere along the path, when you didn't realize it, your mind had succumbed to Wanda and her whisperings.

Your fiancée became more possessive. Not only of you but of the children Wanda grew inside of her.

Like magic, they were brought into your world. You and Wanda raised your boys with love and care for several years.

But what you didn't know wouldn't hurt you, right?

You thought the same thing about Wanda. You were certain the book was with her.

You needed to save Billy and Tommy... but...

The night it happened, you were on your knees. Bound by red magic as Wanda's black fingertips ran through your hair. Scratching your head.

"You're so good to me." She spoke in a hushed Sokovain tone. "So why do you disobey me?" Wanda moved her hands downward and pulled. Making you cry out as she yanked you to the floor.

She scoffed.

You looked up to her as she conjured the Darkhold into the air. "You're going to leave me. Betray me." She spoke as if she knew what she was talking about.

You shook your head. "I'm trying to save them. They need their mom." You cried out as a red line of magic wrapped around your throat.

Wanda smiled with a roll of her eyes. "Oh, please. We both know I could squeeze a lot harder, and you'll be fine." Wanda's attention left you as she grabbed your book. "The Darkhold was right. I am in here." She ripped the pages of The Scarlet Witch out.

They softly landed next to you.

Tears in your eyes as you read the spell one last time.

"Wanda, please..." Your voice was weak. She closed your book and let it disappear. "Please?" She tightened her jaw when your eyes looked at her. "You want to take MY children away from me?!"

That's when you knew she was officially gone.

Ours became Mine.

Plus, she didn't even remember...

You swallowed the hurt in your throat and let your heart quietly break before mustering up the courage to speak.

"Wanda..." That was the last time you said her name. "Billy and Tommy..." Your lips wobbled as you gently cried. "They're already gone..."

The Scarlet Witch froze. You took the opportunity to catch your breath and lift your hand to touch the red magic around your arm. "You're not supposed to know that..." She spoke before using her magic to pull you to her feet. Bringing you inches away from her face. "Their death isn't your fault." The Witch gritted her teeth, but for a split second, you saw her eyes soften as your words reached her.

The red around your wrist turned white and allowed your arms to break free of the hold she had on you. The Witch, in shock, dropped you and watched as you landed on your feet across the room.

Ready for combat.

"You're not going to stop me! I am their mother, and I am the only one who can save them! I need them."

The Darkhold had control. You knew that. But seeing your wife scream at you as tears ran down her face would always hurt.

But she was going to go take someone else's Billy and Tommy. She was going to kill you if she had to.

So you knew what needed to be done.

"I love you, and I'm sorry, but I can't allow you to do this." You looked into her green eyes and let out a white glow as The Scarlet Witch threw her hex bolts at you.

But in the end, it worked.

When the moment struck, you let your power course its way through your heart until it became too much, and it latched itself onto the next living thing.

Wanda Maximoff.

Within an instant, Wanda and her old memories came back. Her copy of the Darkhold destroyed.

But you were gone.

A copy of your leather-bound book fell in front of your wife. It opened to a chapter on multiversal travel. A study you had been working on since becoming aware of the Darkhold's influence.

Written in black ink at the top of the page was your writings: "Find our boys. The ones who need a mother. The ones who need you, Wanda. And don't worry about me. Just don't ever forget. I love you."

The Scarlet Witch fell to the ground in front of you as you panted from the memory.

You watched her wrap her hands into fists as she let out a muffled cry. "You're showing me lies!" She screamed out in denial as you caught your breath and stumbled. The memory taking it out of you.

It was your first time reliving it since it happened.

"I'm not lying, and you know it." The Witch shook her head and turned around, falling onto the side of her body—tears in her eyes. "You know about the other versions of you. You know about this one. I'm not lying to you. So don't lie to yourself." You spoke with a bite to your words as you could never forget YOUR Wanda. You closed your eyes and let out a sigh. "I'm trying to help you. Please let me."

You opened your eyes to see The Witch right herself onto her knees. For the first time, she looked defeated. Ashamed. Her head hung low. She was vulnerable.

Carefully, you took steps towards her and lifted your right hand to her face. She flinched, and it pained you to see. "Wanda..." The name quietly left your lips.

She looked up.

"I can't fight the Darkhold much longer." You nodded. "You can find them without killing America Chavez. Take my book when I'm gone." Wanda looked around and nodded as she sniffled.

You wiped a tear from her cheek and pulled your hand back as you once again let your heart glow white. The spell leaving your lips as your body lifts itself upward.

Wanda watches in awe of you, but at the moment, she blinks, and her burnt copy of the Darkhold falls in front of her as white sparkles flow through the air.

Once again, you gave your heart to Wanda Maximoff.

Once again, you were sent tumbling through the cosmos. Between universes and reaches unknown. You flew until you came crashing down within a shield of your magic on an old barn.

A dozen sheep looked at you before scattering away as you stood up. You turned back and saw the pile of hay and grass you landed on. "Sorry." You spoke to the sheep as you gingerly moved past them through the open barn doors.

You looked around and found yourself in an apple orchard.

To your left, there was a two-story house not far. You cracked your neck and began walking towards it.

As you got closer, only then did you see how worn out your green dress was. How destroyed it had gotten when your armor took hits- "Stop right there!"

That voice. You knew that voice.

"Lift your head!" The voice commanded, and only then did you notice the red wisps surrounding you.

Your breath hitched as you complied.

You did as you were told. You slowly lifted your head to find not one but three people looking at you.

Three Maximoffs. Wanda, Billy, and Tommy.

"Y/N..." Wanda lowered her arm, and the magic around you disappeared. Her mouth dropped before she recovered. But her lips shook as her eyes watered.

You tilted your head as the emotional toll started taking you over. "Wanda... My Wanda..." You stammered and felt yourself about to become a blubbering mess.

Was it her?

"Mom, don't!" The twins tried to hold their mother back as she took a step towards you. "It's alright." She whispered to them as she started walking down the porch steps.

You took a step back as you started to cry. Afraid of the false hope this could. It had been so long. "Is it you?" You asked, making Wanda chuckle. "Is it you?" She asked back.

You bite back a laugh as you choked on a cry. "I asked you first." You said. Wanda nodded.

From thin air, your leather-bound book appeared, and the pages turned to your writings at the top of the page.

You put a hand over your eyes as you fell to the ground and began to cry.

You found your way back.

In an instance, Wanda was wrapping you up in a hug as she cried as well. Wanda, overwhelmed, reached down and pulled your chin upwards to crash her lips onto yours.

You kissed her back and melted into the arms of your wife.

"How long has it been?" You asked through sobs. "Five years," Wanda said as her lips found the side of your face again. "For me, it's been three hundred." Wanda frowned and felt her heart shattered.

She couldn't believe it.

The twins carefully took steps off the porch and to the spot where their mom held a woman in a green dress. "Mom..." Billy spoke up, making the two of you turn your heads. "They look the same." You whispered. "I found them a year ago," Wanda whispered back.

"Who is this?" Tommy looked worried, and rightfully so.

Wanda smiled at you before looking to your sons. "Boys, you remember how I came into your lives?" The twins nodded at the memory of your Wanda being there for them when their Wanda died of cancer. "You found us when we needed you," Billy spoke up.

You brushed away a tear as you watched Wanda fill her role as Mom once again.

"Well, this is my wife Y/N Y/L/N. She, like me, was a mother to our boys, and she saved me when all was dark." The twins seem to be following along. "How come she wasn't with you then?" Tommy asked.

You placed a hand on Wanda's arm and scooted away from her. Closer to the boys. "Because..." You started. "My magic sent me away, and I'll explain when you're older..." Tommy rolled his eyes while Billy looked excited. "It took me a while to get back. But I knew I would come back. Do you know why?" You sniffled at the sight of your sons.

Tommy shook his head while Billy asked: "Why?"

You looked back to Wanda before looking at the twins again. "Because, like your mother, the both of you have my heart. And I will always find my way back to the ones I love."

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therealdisneyfan2319 · 1 year

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The World Crumbles | Wanda Maximoff

Summary: In the midst of battle you find the whole world crashing down around you and your girlfriend

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: Angst, blood, death

Word Count: 0.4K

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“I don’t wanna die.” Wanda choked on the blood that was filling her lungs as she spoke.

“Shh. It’s okay, you’re okay, sweetheart. You’re not going to die.” Your words were futile. There was nothing anyone could do for her. The explosion caught her off guard and she wasn’t able to cast any defensive spells. “You’re gonna be just fine,” you lied as you pulled her closer to her chest.

“I’m so scared,” she whispered between sobs and coughs. The tears streaming down left clear streaks on her otherwise dirty and bloody face.

“I know,” you choked out. You felt your eyes welling with tears as you rocked her back and forth as you sat on the ground, the battle still raging overhead. You didn’t notice. While the world was teetering on the verge around you, yours was crumbling in your arms. You held her tighter as she coughed up more blood, the crimson warmth speckling your face and shirt.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled. Her breathing was shallow and labored. She weakly reached up to place a blood-stained hand on your face. “You don’t deserve this.”

“You don’t have to be sorry for anything,” you told her. Your hand found its way to the one resting on your face. You placed it atop hers and grasped it tightly. You didn’t want to forget what holding her hand felt like.

Wanda went to speak but all she could do was cough. You wiped the blood from her mouth as she laid back on your legs, gasping for air. Her eyes were glued to your face. She didn’t want anything but you to be the last thing she saw.

“Hey hey hey, don’t speak, okay? Just relax, okay? I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be here until…” The words formed a lump in your throat. You didn’t want to finish your thought because saying it made it real. And this had to be a nightmare. You couldn’t be holding your girlfriend in your arms as she died.

She was barely breathing by this point. Her hand had fallen away from your face but you held onto it for dear life. As she looked into your eyes you could tell they were full of fear.

“Wanda,” you said. She attempted to move her head in your general direction. “It’s okay. You can go be with them. I’ll be okay. You can rest now.”

That was what she needed: the reassurance that you would be okay. Her eyes became fixed and the grip on your hand loosened as she slipped away.

As the finality of it all finally hit you, you realized that there was no way you’d ever be okay. Not when you felt the engagement ring that she would never see sitting in your back pocket.

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blondie20000 · 4 months

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Actions Speak Louder than Words - Loki × Wanda Maximoff

It all started with words.

Everywhere Wanda went Prince Loki would be there to greet her with a series of compliments most of them all quotes from Shakespeare. Soon those words appeared on paper as Wanda started receiving poems almost every night by the door of her room.

The Scarlet Witch did find it quite endearing and also quite amusing how the Prince will simply not give up. It also made her puzzled as well. There are many ladies out who would love to take his hand he had so many options yet his focus was on her. A Prince in love with a Witch? It sounded absurd. If there is one thing Wanda knew about Prince Loki is the fact he is a rebel at heart. As the youngest of the Odinson family Loki had less responsibilities and more time to do the things he loved. He had freedom and therefore liked to make decisions that would be seen as controversial but to him it was a progress, a way to modernize society.

Wanda admired him for that.

One evening Wanda decided to go for a walk it was a nice evening the sky is clear and there is a breeze in the air. She tilted her head back and felt the wind blow on her face causing her hair to fly out. This here felt like freedom to her. Little things like this made life more worthy of living and gave her the motivation and hope that someday their world will be saved.

Captain Carter will save them all.

"Great minds think alike." A voice suddenly said.

Wanda spins round her hands immediately glow red with power ready to attack.

"Miss Maximoff!" The voice shrieked.

It took a few seconds for Wanda to realize who it was. When she did her eyes widen and she quickly lowers her hand.

"Prince Loki." She does a curtsy her cheeks flushed with shame and embarrassment. "I apologize I thought you were..."

"An intruder? He gives her an amused look. "My brother?"

She huffed a laugh at that.

"Your brother?"

"You must have thoughts? To strike? He can at times be a nuisance. Impatient as well."

He gives her a knowing look Wanda knew what he meant. She did respect His Highness and will always remain loyal to him but sometimes he can be increasingly difficult. Since the Captain's arrival Thor has demanded for an update Wanda tried to reassure him but he wouldn't hear for it.

"Our world is falling apart!" Thor snapped at her. "We don't have time! You fail me Witch?"

She shook her head.

"Never."

His face darkens.

"You better succeed because your life depends on it."

"Yes your Highness."

"Such thoughts should not be expressed out loud my Prince." Wanda nodded.

"So you have thought about it?"

"Didn't say that my Prince. You know throwing accusations around is not wise you wish to see me in the dungeons?"

He raised an eyebrow at that.

"In chains? Completely at our mercy?"

There is a underlying meaning to that. His lips tug upwards into a smirk. His eyes shone with mischief.

Another blush forms on her cheeks.

"What brings you out here?" Wanda quickly changed the subject looking everywhere but him.

"Admiring the view." He looks up at the sky. "Such a fine night."

She agreed with him on that.

"I also come out here to think." He continued to nod. "The quiet it helps."

"How is that going for you? Your work?"

"Making progress." He then sighs. "I do wish they would show respect towards my work."

"Who?"

"My siblings." He again sighs. "My sister and brother I am not like them I will never be a warrior my interests differ from theirs. I love art, music, poetry, theater. They mock me for it my brother says I need to be a man not a weakling." He shakes his head. "It shouldn't bother me but it does. I support them but they do not return the favor."

He lowers his head at that. Wanda looks at him with sympathy. She has witnessed the other Royals' behavior there is always a boo or jeer from Prince Thor while Queen Hela dramatically yawns and rolls her eyes. Wanda always found them childish their younger brother is helping society in another way he is entertaining them through these dark times the Royals should encourage it not dismiss it.

The Scarlet Witch places her hand on his shoulder.

"I like your work."

He looks up at her with surprise.

"Your poems they are beautiful." Wanda continued with a smile. "I keep them stored somewhere safe and whenever I feel down I read your poems they always lift my spirits." She then shrugs. "My opinion may not mean much but..."

"Miss Maximoff." He gives her a serious look. "It means a lot coming from you."

Wanda takes a deep shaky breath.

His eyes shift on to where her hand remains on his shoulder. Realizing her mistake Wanda pulls her hand away. Loki reaches out and grabs her hand.

Wanda froze. Her eyes lock to his.

They stared at each other in silence.

Loki then slowly intertwined his fingers with hers.

Wanda takes another deep breath.

Loki closes the gap between them.

"My Prince." Wanda said her voice trembling the fear of getting caught starts to consume her. "We can't."

"Shh." He tucks a stray of hair behind her ear. "I do not care what they think. I only care about you Miss Maximoff. Lady witch." He smiles. "From the moment I set my eyes on you I knew you were the one for me. You are the Juliet to my Romeo. My glorious purpose."

Wanda already knew the Prince was interested in her but hearing his confession still made her heart soar.

"Such kind words my Prince." She smiled sheepishly.

"Well you have always been my inspiration." He grinned. "I think of you and the words come out my pages flow with the beauty of language. It is a sight I wish to share with you."

His other hand rests on her back. He leans forward and whispers in her ear.

"On a physical level that is." He added with a smirk.

Wanda tilts her head and smirks back at him.

"An invitation my Prince? For me?"

"If you want to." He assured her. "There's no pressure."

"I accept." She replied without hesitation her fears immediately washed away replaced with a feeling of excitement. "My Prince."

She goes to curtsy again but he stops her.

"Save that for my quarters my dear."

That was the moment words turned into actions.

..............

The couple didn't waste time removing each other's layers. Wanda however decided to get more creative. She used her magic and the clothes ripped off the Prince's body. Loki looked up in wonder as the clothes hovered in the air before they dropped on the ground. He then looked at the Scarlet Witch and frowned.

"My Prince." Wanda said suddenly fearing she has done the wrong thing. "I apologize my excitement got the better of me there I promise there will be no more magic."

"Wanda." Loki said using her name for the first time.

Hearing him say her name caused a shiver to go down her spine.

He goes up and cups her face in his hands. He grins.

"Never hold back for anyone especially me in fact I want you to be free tonight! We shall explore these uncharted waters together as equals."

Equals?

"My Prince?"

"No need to be formal." He shakes his head. "Please drop the title my darling. Say my name."

"Loki." She said uncertain. He raises an eyebrow. "Loki." She repeated this time sounding more confident.

"Hmm." He hummed at that. "I am going to enjoy hearing my name from your mouth." He rubs his thumb over her lip. He sighs heavily. "Yes I will."

"I hope I do not let you down...My...Loki."

He again shakes his head.

"You will never let me down Wanda." He said the last part in a husky voice.

Wanda immediately found herself drawn to his lips. She leans forward and locks her lips with his. He responds and kisses her back. The kiss then deepened and became more passionate.

Wanda bites his lip causing him to moan. He then pushed his tongue in and rolled it along with hers.

Seconds later the couple pull apart needing to catch their breath.

"You still want me to curtsy your Highness?" Wanda asked with a smirk.

"You remembered." He goes in again and gently caressed her face. "Answer to your question yes. The sooner you please me the sooner I can repay you." He kissed her and runs his hand over her breasts. Wanda pressed herself against him but he shakes his head. "It seems fair hmm."

She sighs and smiles at him.

"Very well." Her hand moves to his balls. "I shall do just that." She then squeezes his ball causing him to gasp and groan. She has him backed against the wall her hand still fondling his balls. "Hmm."

She tilts her head. Her eyes spark red.

Loki could stare into her eyes all day.

"Like rubies." He muttered.

The eye contact breaks when Wanda goes down on her knees. She wraps her hand his length and slowly draws him into her mouth. The Scarlet Witch almost choked when his length hits the back of her throat. Once she regained her compose she started to suck him.

Loki throws his head back against the wall and squeezes his eyes shut as Wanda sucked his dick off. Her head bobs up and down and her tongue slides along him. He ordered her to pick up the pace.

Wanda obeyed.

She continued to suck him. Fast, hard and rough. She kept going until the Prince reached his climax. Loki let out a cry as he spilled himself inside her. Another gasp escapes him as he pulls himself out. Wanda looks up at him. She swallows the cum and grins.

"Does that mean I have royalty in me now?"

He laughs. He then takes a deep breath and helps Wanda up to her feet.

He kisses her cheek and brushes himself against her hair.

So soft. He thought.

It sent a wave of calm through him. Loki felt reassured, solid in her presence. His faith in her continued to grow every second he spent with her.

"I did say I would repay you my love." He again kissed her. "I never go back on my word."

"Never?" She smiled.

"Well..." He gives her a teasing look. "Sometimes. Depends on the person."

"Like your brother?"

He again laughs.

"You know me well."

"I know all the games. The mischief."

"Mischief is who I am my dear." Wanda suddenly gasps as she feels a finger go inside her. Loki smirks at her reaction. "I am very very good at it."

He abruptly pulls out of her before going in again. Wanda wraps her arms around his neck and holds him tight as he started to thrust her with his fingers.

Wanda hitched her leg up on to his waist and buried her face in his neck as he stuck another finger inside her.

"Oh!" She grits her teeth. "Oh!"

Her moans encouraged him to go faster. Soon the couple found themselves on the bed. Loki resumed the thrusting pumping her harshly and enjoying the sweet sounds that came spilling from her lips.

After a few more thrusts Loki pulls his fingers out.

"Loki!" Wanda said frustration in her voice.

He responds with a grin.

"You called?" He asked in a teasing tone.

Wanda flashes him a glare. Her eyes burn bright red. Loki chuckled not fazed by her power.

"Now now." He strokes her thigh in a tender manner. "Where's that lovely smile?"

Her face scrunched up at that.

Loki found her reaction adorable.

He smiles softly at her as he eyes her up and down.

"Beautiful and blooming like a rose." He said.

That brought a smile out of her and her cheeks turned pink.

"There it is." Loki kisses her cheek followed by a series of kisses along her collarbone.

Wanda angled her neck to allow him better access.

Loki kissed her with such tenderness. He takes his time and admires this woman he believes is a work of art. The words formed on the tip of his tongue he had so much praise for her but they are past that phase now and as they say actions speak louder than words.

He sucks on her nipples, bites down on her flesh, licks her burning hot skin. Each stroke from his tongue sent a shiver through the Scarlet Witch.

His tongue draws all the way down between her thighs. He licks her folds and sucks on it causing her to gasp.

Loki grips on to her thighs and pulls them further apart he then positions himself until his cock is in front of her entrance.

"You ready my dear?" He asked as he twirled strands of her hair in his fingers.

Wanda's hand goes on his. As she looks at him her eyes are dark with lust.

"Do not ask such ridiculous questions." She growled.

Seeing this side of the Scarlet Witch made Loki feral. He purred with delight as he took in her beauty yet again. His eyes remained on hers as he slowly goes inside her.

Then he started to rock her.

Arms snaked around each other, their lips locked Loki and Wanda poured all their emotions into this intimate act. Their breathing became shallow and their bodies shook as Loki pounded into her.

A groan comes from the Prince when he felt Wanda's nails dig into his skin. Wanda clawed at his back. She pushed herself up against him and swore out loud when he gave her a hard thrust.

"Blasphemy!" He pretended to scowl at her. "You have a filthy mouth Witch!"

"What are you going to do about it?" Wanda smirked at him. "Punish me?"

He grabs a handful of her hair and tugs it forward. Wanda laughs at his stern expression.

"Quite the little Devil you are." He mused.

He lifts her up enough to give her a slap on the ass. Wanda again laughed wanting to push him further. Loki grips her ass tight, his cock is buried deep inside her now.

He gives her a mighty thrust and covers her mouth to stop her from crying out. He kept going and chuckled at the muffled sounds from behind her hand.

Soon the Scarlet Witch fought back. Her hands glow and she pushes the Prince back. She didn't push too hard just enough to put him in his place, remind him of his promise to please her.

Loki's hands end up behind his back. He tried to move them but he couldn't. He gives her an amused look.

"You?"

"Your hands are tied my Prince." She grinned.

"Powerful and wicked." He huffed an laugh. "I knew you were the right one. Such a character."

She waved her hands again.

Loki felt something push him from behind. He flies forward his lips ending up on hers. She kissed him then said.

"A rebel that's what you are. One of the things I always admired about you."

He grinned at the compliment.

"Thank you."

With one more kiss Loki continued to thrust her until they both reached their climax.

"Wanda!" He growled as he took her hand. "I want to do this with you...this...together...us...this act of love."

"I want...I want do that as well." She replied between pants.

She increased her grip on his hand.

"I want to see your reaction." Loki added his eyes going wide. He is close. He needed to let it out.

Wanda sensed this and quickly nodded.

"Keep your eyes on me." She said.

He managed to muster up a smile.

"I wouldn't look anywhere else."

A shudder coursed through them. Seconds later the couple cry out as they let it all out. Once it was released Loki pulls himself out and takes a deep breath. Wanda's legs collapse on to the bed. She trembled as she slowly came down from her high. Loki lies down next to her and pulls the covers over them. He then takes the Scarlet Witch in his arms and holds her.

He kisses her head and runs his fingers through her hair. He loved her hair. Wanda lies on his chest and closes her eyes savoring this moment wanting it to last forever. They sat like this for a while in silence. Minutes later Loki breaks the silence.

"I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say, I love you."

Wanda lifts her head up. Loki looks down at her with such warmth it made her heart flutter.

"King Henry V." She said recognizing the famous Shakespeare quote. She also then realized that behind that quote is a confession. A love confession. Prince Loki has officially come out and said he is in love with her.

"I love you."

Hearing that confession said out loud caused a stir of emotions to rise inside the Scarlet Witch.

Wanda frowns. Loki suddenly became worried.

"I hope I haven't scared you away it's just I have felt this way about you for a long time and tonight it felt right to tell you how I feel about you." He lifts her hand and rubs his thumb along it. "Miss Wanda Maximoff will you accept my hand?"

Wanda looks down at their hands. She then looks back up at him.

A big beaming smile spreads across her face.

"I accept."

His face lit up at that.

"Wonderful!"

He takes her other hand and kisses it.

"Wanda my love you have made this man very happy."

"You have made me happy." She nodded. Her smile turning into a full blown grin. "But my Prince I have to ask why me? There are others who would wish to take your hand? I am a simply only a Witch..."

Loki raises his hand making her pause.

"Do not ask such ridiculous questions." He repeated her words back at her.

Wanda laughed.

"If you say so."

Loki kisses her neck.

"I do love nothing in the world so well as you." He breathed a sigh. "Goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!"

Wanda huffed a amused smile.

This man really does love Shakespeare the quotes are never-ending but Wanda didn't mind she could listen to this man talk all day

"You have witchcraft in your lips."

Wanda arched an eyebrow at that quote.

"I do?" She asked with a smirk.

He brings her forward his eyes lingering on her lips.

"I want more of it." He added.

Wanda nods.

"And you shall." She replied.

Soon the couple made love again. Their hearts are full and their belief is stronger than ever.

Captain Carter will save them all.

And they will live on for another day.

The End

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