#agatha x reader

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Mommy Can We Play?

Sugar Mommy!Agatha Harkness x Wanda Maximoff x Sugar baby!fem!reader

Summary: Wanda's come over for a business meeting with Mommy, but when it comes time for goodbyes you can't let go.

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Mommy kink, R calls A Mommy, A calls R Princess, strap use, praise kink, oral (R give A a blowjob, straps are referred to as cocks, Polyamory, Wanda uses various Russian pet names

Word count: 1.7K

A/N: This just festered in my brain for no particular reason and then when I started writing didn't want to come out, but I did it so here you go everyone enjoy more of these two plus Wanda

The warm early summer breeze blew through the windows of Agatha's home. She requested if you weren't going to go outside at least keep the windows open so you could get some fresh air. So you did as asked and opened all of the living room windows and the back sliding glass door was opened all the way for a nice cross breeze to come through.

The calming sounds of animal crossing played through your switch lite as you lay tummy down on the expense and rather wide sectional Agatha had chosen for the living room. A pillow helped prop you up and various snacks adorned the square wooden coffee table along with three different half drunken drinks. Agatha always wanted you to have water especially as the summer months rolled around, but you insisted on also having some sort of juice for taste and an energy drink for caffeine. Agatha wasn't a fan of it, but you had promised to limit the intake to one and drink it slowly through the day with the others.

Agatha had been working from home a business meeting with Wanda which meant you were to be quiet and not bother her hence the switch, snacks, and drinks all in reach. Your mind completely focused on your game as you terraformed your island; your tongue poking out ever so slightly. You're so focused on your game you don't hear the two older women come down from the office or that Wanda is right in front of you until she's bending down. Her finger hooking under your chin,

“Milaya, is your game that enthralling you can't even get up to say goodbye?” Wanda's husky voice hits your ears and suddenly it feels ice cold in here. The rings on her fingers helped none with the cold feeling washing over you. Your voice sputters to form a sentence.

“Your baby really is so cute, Aggie. I love making her like this. You should reconsider letting me play with her.” Wanda cooed. Your body finally caught up, your switch flying from your hand, crashing back to the couch as you flung your body backwards to the corner of the sectional. Your body shook and breathing felt hard.

“Princess you're okay. Sorry Wands when she's engrossed in something if you get too close it scares her.” Wanda didn't acknowledge Agatha other than slowly approaching you,

“I'm sorry Detka. I didn't mean to scare you.” Wanda sat down near you, giving you enough space, holding out her hand as if you were a scared pup.

When your breathing evened you leaned over, setting your chin in her palm just as you would for Agatha. You eyes looking up at Wanda's sea green eyes, the more you looked the more it reminded you more of sea glass reflecting back at you. If Agatha's eyes were the ocean forever drowning you in love, Wanda's eyes were those small moments of joy you'd get when you'd find a really nice piece of sea glass.

You liked when Wanda would come by, Agatha had her over for work meetings, thought sessions, and dinners. You had heard stories that back when Wanda had first joined the company the two actually hated each other. You couldn't see that now with how close the two women were. Wanda was over here at least once a week if not more depending on that week's deadlines.

Being with Agatha for close to a year Wanda's presence had become just as comforting as Agatha's. You'd be lying to yourself if you said you hadn't thought about those ringed fingers deep inside your mouth or your sopping wet cunt. That accented voice giving commands from above as those green eyes looked more like black holes ready to swallow you whole.

Your help tilted slightly in Wanda's touch as the heat of your cheek warmed both her digits and rings up. One of your hands coming up to play with her rings. Wanda knew of your love of rings just as much as she loved them. She had given you a ring after coming back from a business trip. She had also gotten something for Agatha, but a ring felt intimate. You couldn't explain why and after she gave it to you it back one you wore almost daily. That was something Wanda had taken notice of and since then had made more and more advances towards you, but today it seemed all three of you were feeling bold.

You opened your mouth and let your lips wrap around her thumb, slowly taking it into your mouth as you watched the lust take over her features. Her other hand found its way to your thigh, rubbing and squeezing gently. You hadn't noticed Agatha until she was sitting just behind Wanda.

“I think she's ready, dear.” You heard Agatha's voice call out and your eyes moved to hers. A look you'd seen many times before.

“Peash Mama.” You managed to speak around Wanda's thumb who slowly let it slip back out.

“Please what princess? What is it you're asking?” Agatha did a little head tilt, feigning innocence as she did when she wanted you to use your words though they tend to slip away when you want something like this.

“Please Mommy want to be taken by both of you.” Your eyes pleaded with Agatha who you knew couldn’t resist that look; she never could.

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Drool ran down your chin to your neck and down the valley of your breasts before dripping off your nipple. A shiver was sent down your spine that was currently arched. Your mouth held open by Agatha’s strap, your favorite one hitting the back of your throat. Every thrust that Wanda was giving with her own strap made Agatha’s move back and forth. Gags and choked moans coming out of you which only produced more drool. Your mind was a hazy mess and you felt like you were swimming even more than usual which made sense with the added factor of Wanda.

“Oh Detka taking my cock so well, can’t wait to see you cum all over it.” Wanda’s breathy voice made it’s way to your ears. All you wanted to do was look back at the Sokovian, but with Agatha trapping you it wouldn’t be a thing anytime soon.

When Agatha finally did slip out of your mouth you took the opportunity to push yourself up into Wanda as your head hit the mattress. Your face turning so your could look at her with hair slicked back from sweat, hips hitting into you at a brutal pace. Her nails dug into your hips and the grip she had was sure to leave bruises, but none of it mattered to you.

Right now her being buried so deep inside felt amazing. The strap Wanda packed with felt just as good as the one you called your favorite. It filled you up in all the right spots. The loud moans and screams being freed from your mouth, her name spilling past your lips only pushed her further to the edge as you looked back up to Agatha who was watching the two of you. She was watching your pleasure, your pain and enjoyed every moment of it.

“Go on Princess. I know that look. Cum for Wanda.” Your head looked back to Wanda, normally Agatha’s permission was all you needed, but you had to ask,

“Can I Wanda? Can I please cum on your cock?” You asked. Her head snapping up, eyes meeting and you could see she was about to fall with you. The quick rise and fall of her chest, her eager thrusts, the grip tightening on your hips.

“Cum with me Milaya.” That was it the push over the edge that you needed. The coil finally snapping as you were sent over the edge with her deep thrusts. How did she manage to get deeper? You could feel yourself tighten around her. Effectively making her rut against you as she fell moments after you, moaning out in Sokovian, strings of expletive's you assumed as your head drowned in pleasure.

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“You did so good for me.” Wanda’s voice was softer than you’d ever heard before. You were cocooned against her, unwilling to let go. Agatha had gone of to get your aftercare items. Wanda’s fingers now without all her rings ran through your hair softly. Continued whispered praises until Agatha came back, breaking the bond of the two of you.

“Here princess drink.” Your tumblr you’d filled this morning with ice water was handed to you which you cradled against you. A few big sips and you were trying to hand it back off, but Wanda gently tapped your cheek.

“Few more Milaya.” She insisted, so you did until another gentle tap came. You looked up to see the red head with a smile on her face. “All done.” Her tone almost sounded as if she were talking to a child. Agatha took the bottle from you, setting it on the side table. You settled back in against Wanda as the two older women talked. The Sokovian’s fingers softly scratching at your scalp while Agatha’s fingers were drawing patterns in your back.

“It seems she likes you.” Agatha had a smile on her face, your eyes were closed, but you knew how her voice sounded when she was smiling. “You should join us more often.” The suggestion came and your ears perked up. You eyes fluttered open, looking up at Wanda who was looking down at you.

“Would you like that malyshka?” She asked you, your teeth finding their way to biting your bottom lip with a smile threatening to break your face as you nodded. Wanda smiled, pulling your bottom lip from the hold your teeth had on it. “Words krasivaya devushka.” Her thumb brushed your lips, they were calling your name once more taking it into your mouth, through your lashes you looked up at Wanda.

“Yesh peash.” You mumbled around her thumb. It was enough for the two older women who simply nodded at each other. It didn’t elude you when the two women shifted ever so slightly so their hands were touching. A smile on your face as your eyes closed and sleep soon took over with thoughts of a next time playing through your mind.

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[scarlethexelove]

Hi Idk if your requests are still open but if they are, please can I request something? 🫣Remember Agatha photos, yes the one with the suit 🥴🫠🫨 I was thinking about Professor! Agatha. I want that. Daddy kink, breeding, and magic of course. Add whatever you want to it. Obviously, Top!Agatha

My Office

Image found on google

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Reader

Word Count: 3102

Warnings: Professor!Agatha, Smut, Manipulation, Enchanted Strap, Fingering, A bit of mind control, Use of magic, Squirting, Daddy Kink, Dark!Agatha, Dom!Agatha, Sub!Reader, Breeding, Cock Warming, Virgin!Reader, Innocent!Reader, A bit of Dacryphilia, Age Gap (Agatha early 40s, Reader early/mid 20s), I think that is it

A/n: Alright so this one got away from me a bit. I made her a bit dark because I didn't want to fully typical professor/student relationship. I did also feel with making Reader so innocent that Reader being a virgin so that Agatha can manipulate her more was fun. Hope you like it and I didn't add anything that you didn't like

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

This class was your least favorite. History. You’re in history class with your least favorite teacher, Miss.Harkness. You don’t understand why you are borderline failing this class. You have been a straight A student all your life. You currently have a 4.0 GPA but you still can’t wrap your head around why this one is different. It’s like when you get your test back that you took a totally different test than what is being handed back. You’re beginning to think you are going crazy. How could you be doing this bad on all of these tests? Your GPA is tanking quickly and you just want to cry. And you almost do when another F lands on your desk right in front of you. 

“See me in my office after class.” Mrs.Harkness leans down and whispers in your ear. It’s like you can hear the smirk in her voice but you dare not to look. Fighting back the tears that threaten to fall as your eyes shine with them. You just give her a gentle nod as she continues to pass out papers. 

Your hands grip the pages looking at all the red X’s on the page. It’s History, it shouldn't be this hard. You studied all night for this test. You’re beginning to think that Mrs.Harkness has it out for you and wants you to fail. 

What you don’t know is that she doesn’t want you to fail. She has a plan for you and the only way she can make it happen is for her to make you desperate. So she uses her magic to change your answers. The handwriting looks the same so that you get the question wrong. She likes to tell herself that she would never use her magic in this way but she has to have you. So she continues to make you fail. The only test left is your final and she knows that you are at your most vulnerable and desperate to achieve a higher grade. So now is her time to strike. 

After class you walk slowly to her office. Having stopped in the bathroom to clean yourself up after letting a few tears slip down your face. You now stand outside the office door. Frosted glass with Miss.Harkness written in bold letters on the glass. The name mocking you as you gently knock on the door. 

“Come in dear.” You hear her call out from behind the door. You gulp down the fear rising in your throat as you turn the squeaky handle and enter the room. There she is behind her desk in a large black chair. She looks up at you with a smirk playing on her lips. She watches your nervous form as you rub your sweaty palms on your pants. “Y-you wanted to s-see me Miss.Harkness?” You stutter out, fear in your voice. 

“Agatha sweetie. You can call me Agatha sweetheart. We aren’t in class anymore.” She smiles at you standing from her seat as you awkwardly stand in the middle of her office.  She shrugs off her long suit coat that almost reaches the floor. She sets it on the back of her chair leaving her in a white button up shirt and suit pants. You hate to admit it but the older woman is very attractive. If you weren’t terrified of her you may actually have a crush on the woman. But you have no time to think about that. You’re failing her class and you need to pass. 

You nod and mumble “Agatha.” Her name feels strange on your tongue. “Sit dear, we have some things to discuss.” She motions for you to sit in the chair in front of her desk. You hesitantly move and sit as she rounds her desk. She moves and sits on the edge of her desk right in front of you. Pushing her sleeves up before gripping the edge of her desk, her legs slightly crossed as she holds herself up on the desk. “I’m very disappointed in you Y/n. I had heard many wonderful things about you from your previous professors but your work has been… underwhelming to say the least. I thought you had some brains in that pretty little head of yours.” Her voice is condescending and you can feel more tears in your eyes. You don’t even register the fact that she called you pretty at that moment. Only focusing on the criticism at the moment. 

You look down, not meeting her eyes. “I-I-I” The tears threaten to fall as you try to hold your composure. Agatha thriving on your innocence and your fears. Her finger hooking under your chin as she leans forward forcing you to look up at her. “I don’t understand why. I-I study for hours. I know the material.” Your voice shakes slightly. “Obviously not or you would be passing my class.” She tisk. A tear rolls down your cheek. She moves her hand cupping your cheek and wipes the tear away with her thumb. She has you exactly where she wants you. “What if I told you there was something you could do for me. Something that will let you pass and possibly even get you an A.” 

“Yes! Yes! Yes! I’ll do anything you ask of me just please I don’t wanna fail.” More tears slip down your cheeks as you don’t even question what she could possibly want from you. All you care about right now is your grade and to pass this class. You can deal with the consequences later. Right now you need this. 

Agatha’s smirk grows more sinister. Purple smoke forms around her hand as you hear the door behind you lock. Your eyes widen as you look back at the purple smoke fading from the door before you look back now terrified at the woman in front of you. “W-what are you?” You question her trying to pull away from her touch. Her fingers gripping your chin harshly as she leans down closer to you, her lips inches from yours. “Oh, did you think that history stays in the past? I’m a witch my dear. Delightful to meet you my dear.” She laughs a wicked laugh.

Your mind is reeling from the new information. What could a witch want from you? Is she evil or good? Has she been purposely failing you? How can you get away from her? You can’t seem to understand anything right now. Your mind is going hazy. You don’t even notice the purple smoke this time as it seeps into your mind. You're being pliable to her just the way she likes it. 

Agatha leans the rest of that distance and kisses your lips. With the magic she is using on you you kiss her back almost immediately. As the two of you make out Agatha starts to move you both gently. She gets you up on your feet grasping your hips tightly before she flips you pressing you against the desk. With her hands on your hips she urges you to sit on the desk which you do with her help. When air becomes an issue she pulls back her forehead leaning against yours. All you feel now is her and the need for her. 

Agatha is pressed against you. You feel a bulge in her pants causing you to let out a whimper. “Oh sweetheart. Do you want daddy to fuck you?” She grinds into you moaning. You look at her with innocence with a touch of fear. Your mind is trying to scream at you to say no but soon that voice becomes small and distant until you can’t hear it anymore. Your only thoughts are of her.

“Daddy?” You say cautiously. Seeing how it feels on your tongue. She smiles at you. “Yes baby.” She says with another grind of her hips which causes you to let out a moan. “I-I’ve never.” Is all that you can get out. Too embarrassed to add anything hoping she gets the hint which she does. A low groan leaving her lips. She knew you were innocent but not this innocent and now she gets to ruin you for anyone else. “That’s ok sweet girl Daddy will take care of you. Do you want daddy to take care of you?” You ponder her question for a moment before nodding your head. 

“I need words sweet girl.” Now that she has you she is going to teach you right. “Yes.” You mumble. “Yes what?” She asks, pulling back slightly to see what you would do. “Yes Daddy.” You grip her shirt, pulling her back. “Mmm good girl.” Her words make you blush and let out a small whine. You’re so adorable she thinks.

With her hands on your hips she pulls at your pants motioning for you to let her take them off. You lift your hips for her as she pulls them down and you help kick them off. She moans seeing the large wet spot on your panties. You shy under her gaze and try to close your legs but she doesn’t let you. Her fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs. Where you know you will have bruises tomorrow. Her one hand moving and pressing against your clothed bundle of nerves. You squirm at the touch, a throb you have never felt before in core. Her other hand moving up and tugging at your shirt, a signal for you to take it off. 

You help take off your shirt as Agatha slowly starts to circle your clit with her finger. You unconsciously start to grind on her hand. Once your shirt is off her hand moves up and harshly grope your breast. She pulls your bra down letting your breast spill over the top. Leaning down and wrapping her lips around one of your nipples moving her hand to the other to tweak and pinch as her teeth scrape across the one in her mouth. The hand that was on your clothed core moves and grips your hips as she pushes closer and grinds against you. You both let out a moan at the feeling. One of your hands moving to her back and the other moving to the base of her scalp, lacing your fingers in her hair and gripping it tightly when she bites your nipple. Letting out a whimper as she groans. 

“Fuck baby girl, so wet and needy for me already.” Agatha pulls back before kissing your neck. Sucking and nipping leaving reddish purple marks on your neck wanting people to know that you are taken. As she attacks your neck her hand moves back down between your bodies, her fingers pushing aside your panties. Swiping her fingers through your drenched folds teasing your entrance before easing her finger in. You squirm at the stretch. “Daddy.” You whine. “Shhhh, baby girl. Daddy is going to make you feel so good.” Her lips never leave your neck as she pumps her finger slowly in and out of your pussy. “Yes daddy.” You whimper. 

She slowly starts to pick up her pace. A second finger joining the first as she pushes them both in. You grip her even tighter, digging your nails in whining at the slightly painful stretch. Small whimpers and moans leaving your lips egging her on to go faster curling her fingers. Your walls start to clamp down on her fingers letting her know that you are close. “D-Daddy I feel funny.” You whine trying to squirm away but Agatha growls digging her fingers into your hip. She quickens the pace wanting to see you fall apart around her fingers. She pulls back watching your face. Your face is scrunched up and you're trying to grip at any part of her that you can reach. “Let it go sweetheart. You can do it for daddy.” You shake your head, tears filling your eyes, but your body is telling a different story as your wall clamp around her fingers, your legs quivering. “You’ll feel so good. Just let it go. Don’t you want to cum all over daddy’s fingers?” You whimper and nod, finally letting the feeling take over you. Cum coating her fingers as she fucks you through your orgasm. Slowing down her pace before pulling out causing you to whimper at the loss. She pops her fingers in her mouth moaning at your taste. “Fuck sweetheart you taste devine. I should have done this earlier.” Your mind is hazy. She has you and your mind is hers. 

Your panting and lean your head forward onto her shoulder as you try to regain your composure. Until you hear the sound of her zipper being undone. You pull back looking at her. She shuffles her pants and boxers down as a purple strap springs out. It is large and you wonder how it will fit inside of you. She watches you intently as her hand wraps around the appendage. She moans as she jerks it. Your eyes moving up to hers being met with blown pupils. “Fuck Daddy is going to be able to feel how wet and warm you are. How tight your little cunt is. Fuck when your cum coats my dick. I can explode just thinking about it.” She moves back between your legs, a confused look on your face. “Daddy enchanted this cock. I’m going to be able to feel all of your perfect pussy.” Her anticipation has her already swiping her strap through your folds gathering your juices onto it. Nudging your clit ever so slightly as she does before moving it down and nudging it at your entrance. 

She slowly pushes in the head of her cock popping into your entrance and making you whine. “Daddy it won’t fit.” You already feel the painful stretch and so full from just the head. “I’ll make it fit sweetheart.” She kisses your lips to distract you as she slams forward fully sheathing herself in your warm tight pussy. You cry out at the painful stretch, her mouth swallowing your cries as you try and push her away but she is stronger than you. “Hurts Daddy.” You whine. “Shhh it’s ok daddy will make it feel better.” She starts to slowly thrust her hips. Tears are falling down your cheeks as she leans her forehead against yours wiping your tears away gently. 

Keeping her pace slow but thrusting deep as she watches your face turn from scrunched up pain to melting into pleasure. Both hands dig harshly into your hips as she picks up her pace. Her patience wear thin as she needs to fuck you. To make you cum on her cock. “So fucking tight. Fuck!” She says her hips are snapping into you. Your pain gradually turns into pleasure the more she fucks you. Your legs wrapping around her waist and your fingers digging into her back. She smirks no longer holding back and jackhammering into your willing pussy. Both your moans filling the office. She is fucking into you so harshly that her desks squeaks on the floor and papers start to fall off her desk, but neither of you care. 

“Mmm so good. You're such a good girl for me taking my cock.” She mumbles against your lips. The pleasure building causes your brain to turn to mush. Your moans bouncing off the walls. “G-Good.” Is all you’re able to mumble out. 

Agatha’s hips slap against your ass as she continues to pound into you. Angling her hips perfectly to hit that spot deep inside you that you're seeing stars. Her thrust is becoming more erratic as your walls start to tighten around her cock. “Fuck! I’m going to fill this pussy so full of my cum. Would you like that baby girl? For Daddy to fill your pretty pussy with my cum? Get you pregnant, breed you. Make you my pretty little housewife. I bet you would look so hot swollen with my babies. Fuck keep you pregnant all the time just so I can fill your horney needs all the time. Continuously fill this pussy till you're dripping and so dumbed down you’ll still be begging for more.” You moan loudly a small gush of liquid coating her cock as you're turned on more. “Oh fuck you like that baby girl. I’ll make it come true. Keep you as mine forever.” Your walls clenching tightly around her cock making her moan. 

“Please!” You moan out. You’re not sure what you're asking for whether it is to cum or for her to get you pregnant. You're close to falling over the edge again so you use your legs to pull her closer. Agatha is so close too. Her hand moving down and her thumb rubbing tight fast circles on your clit. Your loud moan edging her on. Her pace quickens again to an inhuman speed as she chases both of your highs. She feels you clench again. “Cum baby girl. Fuck! Cum on Daddy’s cock.” 

That’s all it takes. You both fall over the edge at the same time. Liquid squirting out of you onto Agatha as you feel a warm sticky liquid paint your walls. You're both moaning as agatha continues to thrust, riding out both of your highs, her thumb still circling your clit. You whimper as it starts to become too much. She slows down her thrust until she stops leaving herself sheathed inside of you. Her hands firmly planted on either side of you on the desk as both of your chests heave. Your arms wrap tightly around her as you nuzzle into her neck.

Your mind and body are exhausted, but you feel complete like this is what you have always wanted in life. Your mind is absent of the original reason for coming into this office. Your only thoughts are filled with Agatha. You're both there in silence, the only sound is the sounds of your breathing.  A comfortable silence between you two as you both enjoy the presence of one another. 

Agatha pulls you back and you let out a small whine. She moves your hair out of your face and wipes the tears off your cheeks. She has the kindest, most gentle smiles as she kisses your forehead, then the tip of your nose, before kissing your lips gently leaning her forehead against yours. “Daddy needs to grade some papers. How about you be a good girl and sit on Daddy’s cock while she does that.” You nod. “Mkay Daddy.” Knowing that this night will change your life forever.

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[unknowndrone]

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[child-of-the-nights]

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?"

Marvel characters reaction to you asking that

characters: Tony, Natasha, Thor, Loki, Wanda, Peter, Bucky, Steve, Valkyrie, Stephen, Agatha

WARNINGS: none

A/N: fun little idea i had while i was sleep deprived. don't take this seriously

Tony:

"What the f- uh... yes? Is that what you wanted to hear?"

Natasha:

"Sure but you're not sleeping in my bed anymore."

Thor:

"I grew up with a snake rather than a brother most of the time so loving a worm wouldn't make much of a difference."

Loki:

"Would you like to turn into a worm? I can make that happen. We could be worms together."

Wanda:

"Yes? Why would you though?"

Peter:

"Yes:)" *researches how to keep a worm alive*

Bucky:

"???"

"Yes, I guess."

Steve:

"I would be very confused why you turned into a worm but yes."

Valkyrie:

"Wouldn't be the weirdest thing I saw. Sure."

Stephen:

"If you're asking if I would love you no matter what you are like then yes."

Agatha:

"I would have a hard time not letting you get eaten by Senor Scratchy but sure hon."

#avengers x reader #tony x reader #thor x reader #loki x reader #wanda x reader #peter parker x reader #bucky x reader #steve rogers x reader #valkyrie x reader #stephen strange x reader #dr strange x reader #agatha x reader #agatha harkness x reader #marvel x reader

[xqueen-of-disasterx]

Hi hun, I was wondering could you write 🥺 GP Agatha Harkness w/ fem reader with breeding kink  💜

Gift

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: fem!reader x Agatha Harkness

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲: Agatha gave you a special gift after you’ve been a good girl

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, Dom!Agatha, sub!reader, nipple play, breeding kink, blow job, praise kink, brief slapping

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional. I do not own these characters!

𝐌.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

"Come on baby keep them open" Agatha coated against the wet skin of your neck, when she forced your thighs spread. She licked over your soft spot of your neck paining extra attention to the little spot right under your ear- she knew it would make your eyes roll into the back of the head. "Agatha" you whined rolling your head back to give her more access to the sensitive skin of your neck. 

She kissed her way down to the valley between your breasts "I need you" she mumbled seemingly drunk on tasting your sweet skin. "such a good girl" She grabbed one of your tits rolling her tumb over your hardened nipple. You arched your back wanting more of her touch, which she granted you of course, she could never refuse you pleasure. "It's all icky" You mewled she had been teasing you for quite some time now, making you so soaked your panties were stuck to your glossy pussy. "Oh sweetheart" she faked her sympathy filled voice "Did I make you feel all icky in your princess parts?"

You nodded eagerly you loved when Agatha treated you like that, no other partner you had understood your needs as well as the older woman did.  "Have you been a good girl?" She kept playing with your breasts paying extra attention to your nipples. "Yes" you mewled "I'm a good girl, such a good girl" She chuckled catching your lips in a messy kiss you tried to get a hold on where on her hair but she only pressed them down on her mattress. 

"I think you've been a good girl" She whispered against your lips "and good girls get rewards, and their needy little holes filled" You moaned at her promiscuous words. She kissed her way down again her fingertips slipping from your wrists to your nipples again giving them a little pinch for good measure. 

She forced your legs spread kissing each of your thighs "Those stay open, or do I have to restrain you?" You shook your head violently "No, I'll be a good girl" She chuckled at your eagerness before her hands found their way to her own jeans. Opening your belt before tugging off first the pants and then her boxers. She revealed her half hardened dick standing proud against her stomach. You looked at her with big eyes your mouth salivating at the sight, instinctively you sat up reaching out to her. 

"Good girl" She mumbled petting through your hair "Get it nice and wet baby" You looked up at her through your lashes before licking over her reddened tip. You licked up the sides of her length she moaned at the sensation "My perfect little cock sucker" She patted on your head before forcing you to deep throat the older woman. It brought tears to your eyes and forced gags from your throat which were like music in her ears.

“Just like that baby” She groaned and felt her release coming closer and closer. “Fuck baby swallow it” She groaned and with a few more vigorous truths she emptied herself out into your hot mouth. She pulled out some cum leaking from the corners of your mouth, she smiled and smeared the access cum over your lips while you swallowed her gift.

“On your back” she commanded pushing you to lay flat your legs still spread. Finally she hooked two fingers into your panties pulling them down your legs. “So wet already and all this for me?” You nod whimpering when her cold fingertips made contact with your clit. She rubbed tight circles around your bundle of nerves making you see stars already.

She alined herself with you pushing her bulbous tip past your tight hole. She stilled inside of you before snapping her hips at a rapid pace. She pushed your legs to your chest, she just loved how flexible you were. She released a long string of curse words while she pounded inside of you as if her life depended on it.

“Want my gift?” She groaned and you mewled out some words of approval. “Fuck you dirty little cum dumb” She slapped your tits while she was fucking into her enjoying how they bounced with every single of her powerful truths. You were close clenching around her and so was she- enjoying each of your squeezes.

“Gonna breed this little pussy” with another groan and a few more truths she brought you two over the edge enjoying how her cum dripped from your abused whole when she finally pulled out. She fingered her cum back into you, you were just her perfect little breeding bitch.

:)

#agatha harkness #agatha x reader #agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness smut #smut #marvel fanfiction #marvel smut #agatha harkness imagine #lesbian smut #lesbian #wlw nsft

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Series:

Sparkling Scarlet┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader┊word count - 107k+ The Art of Healing┊wanda maximoff x agatha harkness┊word count - 17k+

Oneshots:

ᗢ ⎯ Wanda Maximoff ⎯ ᗢ

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ᗢ ⎯ Wanda x Natasha ⎯ ᗢ

Stay Still┊wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff x fem!reader┊word count - 1.6k+

ᗢ ⎯ Agatha Harkness ⎯ ᗢ

The First of Many┊agatha harkness x fem!reader┊word count - 1.5k+ Desperation┊agatha harkness x fem!reader┊word count - 3.2k+ Whispers In The Dark┊agatha harkness x fem!reader┊word count - 2.7k+ Good Girl┊agatha harkness x fem!reader┊word count - 1.8k+ Ours┊agatha harkness x wanda maximoff x fem!reader┊word count - 2.4k+ Mine┊agatha harkness x fem!reader┊word count - 6.4k+ Don't Cry, It Turns Me On┊agatha harkness x wanda maximoff┊word count - 3k+

#masterlist #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #hopelesslygaysstuff #agatha harkness x reader #agatha x reader #wanda smut #agatha smut #wanda maximoff #agatha harkness

[abbyromanoff]

Can I request G!P Agatha Harkness x Reader? Smut 💜

Morning After

Pairings: Agatha Harkness x reader

Word count: 1942

Warnings: Agatha has a dick, pet names, begging, fluff, mentions of marriage, praise kink, degrading kink, shower sex, breeding kink, mommy kink, probably forgot some more

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

The blazing noise of the alarm rippled through your ear as your eyes slowly adjusted to the bright light from the window. Even with a curtain, it was brighter than the sun and burned your eyes. Agatha was still sleeping peacefully. She was a heavy sleeper and took forever to get out of bed in the morning. Her hair was sprawled out across the pillow as soft snores escaped her. She had always claimed she hated how you’d admire her in her sleep, even joking that you were a stalker. You knew she secretly loved it though, she loved everything you did.

“Agatha? C’mon, you need to wake up.” She groaned in annoyance but complied after a few minutes of struggling. She shuffled to face you before opening her eyes, hers meeting yours as a smile took place on both of your faces. Her gaze soon drifted downwards to your hand holding hers, bringing it close to her mouth as she left a small kiss on the ring you wore.

“My beautiful, beautiful wife.” It had been only 24 hours since the wedding and she still couldn’t get over it. You were her wife now. Her forever love. She didn’t want it any other way.

“Mm, I should be saying that about you, my love.” You moved on top of her body, your leg swinging around her waist and her arms going to hold you in place. You connected your lips with hers and wrapped your arms around her neck. Her hands traveled to your bottom and gave a small squeeze, causing you to giggle into her mouth and break apart.

“Good morning.” You whispered after a few moments of taking in one another. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of her, she was too ethereal.

“Good morning to you as well, darling.” Even after nearly 5 years of being together, you never got sick of her pet names. It was a way of showing her love and you didn’t complain one bit.

“You ready for a nice day on the beach with margaritas and tanning and swimming?” You sang in an awfully happy tone. She laughed as you went on and on about all of the things you could do together, it was only your first day here and you already wanted to accomplish everything.

“Or,” She started, “We could lay in bed for a few more hours, get some good sleep, have breakfast sent up to us, and have some nice lazy sex.” You rolled your eyes and got off her, moving her hands that followed you off of your body and walked towards the bathroom.

“Or you could join me in the shower and get ready for a nice day at the beach.” And while she wasn’t the most ecstatic about the last part, she could never deny showering with you. She rushed out of bed faster than you’ve ever seen her do and tossed around the knob to the shower handle a few times before it turned on. You laughed quietly to yourself and quickly brushed your teeth before joining her under the warm water. She had always liked burning hot showers that would redden her skin, but you took colder ones, so you had to settle in the middle eventually.

The entire time you spent cleaning off your body she had her arms placed around your waist and her head resting on your shoulder.

“Baby, I need to wash my hair.” She grabbed the shampoo bottle and refused to give it to you as she squirted it into her palm and started rubbing it onto your scalp. You moaned as she continued to massage your head and you leaned back into her. She gulped when hearing your whimpers continue.

“Mm, right there.” She stopped for a moment and took a deep breath before mustering up the courage to continue. It turned her on so much hearing your moans, she could only picture hearing them in a different situation. She leaned closer into you and that’s when you felt it, she was hard. You rubbed yourself onto her for a split second, but it wasn’t enough for her, she grabbed your hips and pulled you into her. Your eyes widened at her forcefulness as she started kneading your breasts roughly. She tweaked and pinched your nipples as she humped you from behind.

“Agatha-”

“Shh, I need this, baby.” You found yourself guiding her length between your thighs and resting just below your center. Her tip prodded at your folds as she started a rhythm of moving back and forth. She released a low moan at the feeling of your soft skin and bit her lip as noises escaped you. Your abused breasts were finally let go moments later as she bent you over to hit the walls. Your hands pressed against the tiles and your head hung low. Agatha grabbed her cock in her palm, her free one interlacing with yours. She guided her length to your tight hole, slowly pushing in just the tip as you squealed at the stretch.

“I know, I know. I’ll make it fit, don’t worry.” You trusted her word and tried your best not to scream as she filled you up to the brim. Once she had bottomed out inside of you, she waited a minute. She didn’t want to start thrusting into you right away and hurt you. So she took the time to take in your warmth. Your walls clamped around her, you were so tight.

“Fuck, I’ve stretched this pussy out so many times and you’re still so damn tight.” She grunted out, clenching her teeth together as she tried her best to hold back.

“Y-you can move now.” She grinned to herself and slowly drew out of you, only to thrust back in seconds later. Your body moved with her rhythm, your tits bouncing and hips moving with her. She could barely even pull out, you were that tight.

“Aggie, please! Please go faster!”

“Aww, my little slut wants mommy to speed up? Is it not enough for you, hm? Is mommy not fucking you good enough?” You shook your head no and went to speak but were interrupted by a moan.

“N-no, mommy. You fuck me so well, so, so well!” She giggled and placed a hand on your back, admiring all of the scratches and hickeys adorning your body from last night. She had always loved marking you, it was a way to show off what was hers to idiots who didn’t understand that. Wanda was one of them. She just couldn’t keep her hands away from you, even when Agatha had specifically told her to step back.

The woman in mind made her jaw clench in anger, her pace now becoming unbearable. You ached for release, your body grappling in the pleasure she gave. You knew your wife wouldn’t let you go that easily, you were to work for it. She had always loved watching your body twitch and fold in response to her touch. Knowing how desperate and needy she’d make you turned her on more than you could ever think.

The glass has steamed up by now, the fog making its way around the room and covering it to create a misty glow. You were lucky you hadn’t been doing this at your house, you wouldn’t know how to handle looking at the water bill afterward.

“You feel so good around my cock. Could stay like this forever.” She threw her head back as you clenched around her repeatedly. Her hand came down to your ass, caressing the skin gently before a harsh smack followed.

Your moans only grew in volume. Agatha knew you were trying to say something, but neither of you could encode it under your mumbles.

“C’mon now, bunny, can’t you use your words like a big girl? Or are you just too much of a dumb little pup to speak?” You tried, you really did, but it was too difficult to speak as she pounded into you. Her skin slapped against yours so well and created a loud clapping sound that echoed across the entirety of the small room. Her hands felt so gentle yet so rough against your wet skin. Her tip hit that spot deep inside of you - it had you nearly screaming.

When nothing but silence met her, she sighed with disappointment, stopping her thrusts almost fully. “I should’ve known you couldn’t listen. You’re just a greedy slut, huh?” She slowed her hips and smirked as you cried out.

“No, no, no - don’t stop! Mommy, I need you. I need your cum..” She smiled at that, gripping your hair tightly in her hand and yanking you closer to her. Her mouth was right next to your ear now, her voice coming in a dark whisper. “Then work for it.” You moved back and forth slowly at first, shyly starting a small rhythm until it wasn’t enough. You needed more, but she wasn’t giving in.

“That’s it, love, keep taking me like the good girl I know you are.” She said, her arms brisking around you and pressing against your stomach.

“You feel that, mommy? You feel how deep you are?” She pressed against the bulge and groaned loudly.

“I know, baby, I know. Mommy must be making you feel so good. Maybe I’ll even fill you up, give you what you want and put a baby in you.” You nodded as a whimper flooded out of you.

“Mm, I can see it now. My perfect wife, pregnant with my baby. You’ll be so needy for my cock, and it would just be so rude of me not to touch my little princess.” Her fingers trailed down to your clit - you jumped at the contact.

“Mommy, it’s too much! I need your cum, I need it so bad!”

“Yeah? My dirty slut wants mommy’s cum?” You nodded once more and almost instantly felt her release painting your walls. You couldn’t stop yourself as you came on her length, your hands clenching into fists as you tried to grip onto anything for support. It felt like your legs were going to give out, they were jelly. Behind you, Agatha was biting her lip in order to suppress the moans that were begging to get out.

“Yeah, take it, baby. Take my fucking cum.” She said through gritted teeth. She kept thrusting into you, slowly this time. She didn’t want you to become too sensitive and actually hurt you, she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she had.

“You did so well. So, so well for me, sweetheart.” You winced when she slowly pulled out of you, receiving soft apologies and a peck to the top of your head. Her juices trickled down your thigh and she watched with heavy eyes, completely mesmerized. Only when you had turned the water off and led the both of you out of the shower had she trailed her eyes away.

“You know, as great as this was, I still will be forcing you to go to the beach with me later.” You said once your breathing returned to normal. She breathlessly laughed behind you and wrapped the towel around herself, the bathroom floor being slightly wet due to the mist that had painted the room.

“Well, maybe I’ll fuck you again on the beach then.” She playfully smacked your ass as you walked out of the room, soon being joined by your wife as you sat down on the bed.

“Or, you could fuck me right here and then at the beach?”

“How could I ever say no to you?”

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[wandasfifthwife]

you’re mine, I’m yours

paring: Agatha Harkness x fem!reader

tw: 18+ MDNI, established relationship, jealous&possessive!Agatha, fingering (r receiving), magic strap in v sex (r receiving), sub/bottom!reader, dom/top!Agatha, mix of praise/degradation, slight exhibition kink if you squint

an: first time writing for Agatha, I hope you enjoy! Not proofread.

It wasn’t until today that you discovered your lover’s steady presence whenever someone, or apparently everyone, wanted you. It had built up over the week, the attention you got from neighbors, from the cashier, from your family friends. Whether it be in the library or in your front yard, there were much more eyes on you than usual.

You were finishing your errands, feeling rushed from the event you had planned to host at your home and had an overwhelming amount of people say they’d love to come visit. It would have been fine if not for the flirting undertone, and especially not in near your partner.

While you had crossed the street to head back to your home, Agatha had been waiting on the front porch. She was aware of the situation unfolding in front of her and it made her restless.

“You’re very kind, thank you, but—“

“Please forgive my forwardness, I should’ve asked if you were interested in going—“ and now Agatha’s had enough. It was cute when one person would fawn over you, describing in great detail of what they could only imagine treating you felt like. Only Agatha could the pleasure of knowing how you were beneath her.

She had called you over from her positioning on the patio. Patience, whatever amount she had to begin with had waned to a sliver. It was surprising she hadn’t already demanded to take you right where you stood.

“I promise I’ll head out to the post office later, I only—mpf” a hand came around you to pull you into a kiss that was entirely too inappropriate for public. Your delayed response had spurred her on, now placing open mouthed kisses on your neck.

“Please, not here.”

“I can’t kiss you in public now?” she asks, teasing.

A whine comes from you when she kisses along your sweet spot. It wasn’t necessary for her to be making out with you in broad daylight, but it was necessary for her to finally watch the man leave your front yard.

Agatha kicks the door closed behind her and moves you down the hallway so she can push you into your mattress. Her name just on your lips but not able to say it as she covers yours with hers.

It was all too much, and all too good. It was embarrassing how fast you were folding and wanting her body closer on top of you, so instead you push at her chest. She could see the glossy look already forming in your eyes, “you look so pretty, especially when you’re coming apart beneath me.”

She was seducing you, her breath hot on your chest watching the slightest change in your body language. The way you’d grip the bedding tighter in nerves, or how your body goes limp in giving her control. And it was all because of her.

“Does it make you nervous when I kiss you in front of others,” she murmurs into your stomach while sliding your clothes off your legs.

“A little,” you heave out, the feeling of her hands on you cutting your thoughts short.

She coos in a condescending manner, “get all shy when I’m showing them who you belong to?”

Agatha moves your legs apart, pressing a kiss to your clit, taking pleasure in how your body responded. You gasp, a hand tangling in her hair unsure in pushing her closer or pushing her away.

“You’re soaked,” she presses a finger into you, loving how it catches you off guard, “I wonder who’s responsible?”

She stops her actions, a silent demand for you to respond.

“You. Only you.”

She thrusts her fingers in the angle she knows you whine from in response. Her continued ministrations have you going weak, heavy breaths spilling out at each thrust of her fingers.

“Look at you,” she inserts another finger, spreading you out. Her attention has you spinning.

“There’s nothing that could get you riled like this.”

To emphasize she pulls her fingers out, hearing you make a sound in protest. She shushes you as she crawls off the bed, leaving only for a second.

She pulls you down so your legs hang off, the bedding wrinkled around your body. She whispers sweet nothings in your ear, adjusting your hips so she lines up with your core.

“Bet that man wishes to be where I am, staring down at your bare body. Don’t you think so? Do you think he could do anything that I do?”

You shake your head, the movement messing up the bedding beneath your head even more. She grips your hips, pulling you down onto her strap, a moan sounding from the both of you from the movement.

“Say what I want to hear,” she slams her hips against yours, the action hitting deep within you and pulling a cry from you.

“Yours— ah, I’m yours!”

“Would you rather I be that woman who messed you over, flirted with you in front of me?”

“No,” you beg, pull at her top, “I don’t want them, only want you.”

“You’re mine,” she presses her thumb onto your clit, a groan coming from her when you clench around her.

She continues massaging her finger along with her deep thrusts, which angle just right. Your thighs tighten around her waist as you arch your back, “I’m going to— oh! Can I?”

“Go ahead, love.”

You cry out, her name on your lips as you come. Agatha stilled her hips inside of you, grinning down at you squirming under her.

She kisses your forehead, allowing you to breathe as you came down from your high.

“I’m sorry, but I won’t be stopping until I can feel that all that’s on your mind is nothing but me.”

‿︵tags

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[pigeonp0st]

heelloo!! uhm i was thinking could u write an agatha harkness x reader one with Agatha sees r with another person (just as closer friends but Agatha doesn’t know it). Then Agatha invites r to her house and Agatha has to bite down on their lip so hard whenever r talks about the other person, angst with happy ending please (and if your are comfortable, maybe you can add smut)?

Agatha Harkness x Reader

Summary:

Agatha gets jealous of your relationship with Wanda. Emotion ensues.

Warning:

Jealousy, angst (not really)

Notes:

Thanks for the request! I wrote this pretty fast and have not even read it over once…I’ll probably fix it up later…anyways! Hope you enjoy still <3 I always love an Agatha request

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Agatha stopped Wanda for you. She brought down Westview, and forced Wanda into reality. In the process she ruined both of their fantasies; Wanda’s fantasy of a perfect life, and Agathas of all consuming power.

She did it for you. Because the prospect of power was nothing compared to the prospect of your devastation. Because you asked her to. You with your warm eyes, full of more emotion and humanity than both Agatha and Wanda have in power combined.

You asked her to, and there was no other option.

So no. She doesn’t regret it. Doesn’t regret trailing behind you and Wanda to help the Avengers, doesn’t regret following you. Can’t possibly. She doesn’t regret it, but Wanda smiles at you, leans in close, and Agatha feels a bit like she’s been betrayed. Betrayed because you smile back, and whisper something into Wanda’s ear that makes her flush a color that’s just perfect for the Scarlett Witch.

Agatha grits her teeth and returns to her book. She’s lived centuries and has never felt more childish.

It shouldn’t bother how close you and Wanda have gotten, she knows. She has no right to feel betrayed. She hasn’t done anything she’s done expecting anything more than your happiness. You aren’t hers.

You aren’t hers, and so Agatha just fumes silently in the corner of the room and imagines burning this whole damn tower down.

You don’t even know how Agatha cares, she knows. Every bit of vulnerability, love, and affection is hidden behind layers of humor and sarcasm.

You watch Agatha with distrust still because of it; wondering about alternative motives. Everyone in this god forsaken tower does, and Agatha has no idea why she’s here giving up centuries of planning for this game. These people are no different to those in Westview. Children playing dress up and pretend. All of them wearing costumes of heroes who aren’t afraid.

Cowards. All of them.

Your loud laugh draws Agatha’s attention from her page. Wanda is smiling at you with a gentleness Agatha can’t afford, and Agatha thinks, both with affection and a heavy heart; all of them but you.

She knows that despite her help she has given no one here good reason to trust her. She admits to herself that she enjoys letting them think she’s scheming—that she plays into it.

They’re just as uncaring for her as she is them. They push her away, but all you do is pull her in. To be brave and foolish is one in the same to Agatha, and she loves you for all the things she can’t afford to be.

—-

It’s only the next day that Agatha walks into the compound looking for you. She wants your help to test her potion.

She’s been visiting every day this week, and she’s beginning to feel a bit like the person she thought she wouldn’t ever be again. She’s beginning to settle into the thoughts instead of jerk away.

Then she sees you. You’re on top of Wanda, both you and her sleeping peacefully on the couch. Your head on her chest, her hand threaded in your hair, your legs intertwined.

The glass potion in Agatha’s hand shatters violently and loudly, startling only Wanda awake. She jerks and snaps her eyes towards Agatha, always on edge after being raised in war. Their eyes meet for only a second, and then both turn back to you, still sleeping peacefully.

Agatha turns on her heel. Wanda says, with a knowing that ruins her; “wait—”

Agatha, cowardly, no different than the people she despises, and never having claimed otherwise, teleports away.

—-

Agatha avoids the compound for just a week before she caves and invites you over.

She can’t bear to see Wanda, which is a new thing because usually she enjoys tormenting her. The image of her protective hand tangled in your hair, and your possessive leg thrown over her is still fresh in Agatha’s mind though.

Then there’s the text Wanda sent after Agatha left; filled with the same knowing Agatha sensed with her departure. You’re 5 years old.

(Then a bit later; whatever was in that potion melted through the compound. I hope you can magic up some money to fix your tantrum.)

Agatha, the picture of wisdom, sends Wanda two middle fingers and then blocks her.

So, naturally, she’s glad when you show up only an hour after Agatha’s text. No Wanda, for the first time in weeks.

At least—that’s what Agatha expected. It’s an hour later and all you’ve talked about is Wanda. Wanda this, Wanda that. Agatha has always had a challenge with patience, it’s always the biggest challenge of her schemes, and biting on her lip is barely constraining her from lashing out at this point.

It’s when Agatha tones your voice out though, that she notices the hunch to your shoulders, the heaviness in your eyes.

And the bruise around your neck. Why hadn’t she noticed sooner? “Who did this to you?”

Agatha drops her dishes immediately, rushing to where you’re seated at the kitchen island. She thinks; who, who, with a desperate frustration as she tilts your head up to inspect the injury. She’ll kill them. Kill them.

For now, she pulls her magic forward, setting to the task of healing the violence inflicted on you, but you pull away from Agatha just as suddenly as she calls on her magic; angry in a way Agatha is caught off guard by.

“All you are is hot and cold,” you mutter, looking away. “I’ve been trying to reach you for days and you haven’t responded, then I come as soon as you call and you ignore me for an hour. Now…now you suddenly care that I’m hurt?”

Agatha blinks, once, twice, and then you’re standing up and pacing her kitchen. Agatha stands, hand still hovering where it was touching your cheek, and watches.

“If you’re done—If you’ve already gotten what you needed from us, whatever it is, and are done, just tell me. Tell me and stop pretending to care,” you plead. Agatha notices the dark circles under your eyes. Notices all the parts of you that are dimmed now that she’s not stuck on Wanda, Wanda. “I can’t play pretend like you do, Ag. I don’t get what it serves you to act like you care about me. I have nothing to offer.”

You’re spiraling in the middle of Agatha’s kitchen, and Agatha is torn between all of the parts of herself. The one that wants to laugh and brush this all aside, the one that wants to comfort you, the one that wants to kiss you, and the one she settles on; the version of her that’s angry and feeling misunderstood by the person she knows she’s done everything to deceive.

She’s not often hit by regret, or not often this out of control over her own emotions. It makes her angrier. Angrier because it takes her back and makes her feel younger than she’s been in centuries. She’s not that child anymore, can’t be.

Don’t you get that you’re ruining her?

—-

“I care,” Agatha whispers urgently, silently fuming and with her face morphed into a frustrated scowl. “Of course I care,” she says, like it should have never been in question—because she’s made it so clear apparently, you think disbelievingly, unable to help the scoff that chokes out of you.

Yeah right.

With more disappointment than Agatha could ever understand, you shake your head. “The only thing you care about, Agatha, is power. You tell me yourself all the time. I just thought— ” you pause, untamed tears coming to your eyes. “I don’t know what I thought…”

The moment the words leave your lips, you and Agatha enter into a standoff. Agatha furious and raging, and you too wrapped in your own emotions to register it as it is.

Agatha angry for the first time—at this. At the doubting of her care. It should say all you need to know, but you’ve missed it completely now that you’ve stopped looking.

It’s another moment of glaring before Agatha scoffs and stalks forward, pushing you into the wall and trapping you. Anyone else would be scared, but you just continue to glare (even as you flush).

There’s a part of you somewhere, one you don’t notice, but that Agatha does. A part of you that knows Agatha would never hurt you.

“I’m too old for this, ” Agatha grits out, and then her hand is around your throat. You don’t even flinch. Aren’t even surprised when you feel the rush of healing magic. All you’re surprised about is just that— your lack of surprise.

Agatha’s eyes turn inspecting, she shifts your head to the side with her other hand, ignoring your protests. You’re beginning to feel like a child, beginning to see things as they are.

Of course Agatha cares, you know. Somehow it hurts just as much. How could she both care and be so unpredictable, so cold? Had she thought of how you’d feel at all when you ignored her for the week? The other Avengers grew suspicious, checking everywhere around the compound for something stolen. You thought something terrible happened to her.

Only Wanda seemed unbothered. “She’s just throwing a tantrum,” she said, and wouldn’t explain further.

“Who did this?” Agatha repeats, pulling you from your thoughts.

“It was a mission”, you explained, the fire leaving you with it. You can’t afford to be mad at Agatha. You need and miss her too much.

Agatha growls, not settled at all. “Isn’t Wanda supposed to be protecting you?” She asks venomously, her jaw tightening along with her hand. “What good is your little girlfriend if she can’t even do that?”

It’s so laced with bitterness, with wanting, you’re left to blink at her, utterly shocked. Does Agatha think—? Wanda’s voice comes to your head; “she saw us cuddling and looked like she was going to murder me with the shattered glass in her hand.”

Seriously?

“What?” Agatha asks, self conscious in a way she never is. Self conscious because she likes—possibly loves you back.

All of this week’s turmoil, and for what? Because the two of you love each other?

—

You’re grinning at Agatha now, and Agatha is completely suspicious and unnerved. She tries to step back but you capture her wrists, pull her even closer.

Agatha’s heart pounds at the look on your face. Like a Cheshire cat. She can’t escape the feeling that she’s been caught. She eyes you with uneasiness.

You look at her expectantly now. “So much wisdom and yet you’re still so stupid?”

“Stupid?” Agatha repeats with disgust, like the word isn’t even in the dictionary.

You nod. “Agatha,” you breathe, affectionately. Agatha feels her world shift. “You know I love you, don’t you? Wanda is only ever going to be my frie—”

Agatha doesn’t let you finish. Couldn’t bear too. She’s always standing on the precipice of something. Always hovering over lines, too impatient to stand back, and your I love you snaps Agatha forward, like she’s been waiting for it for centuries. She kisses you roughly, pushing you back against the wall, and tries to claim it.

I love you, to the person who has never felt loved. She turned her back on love the moment love turned her back on her. She was only a teenager then, realizing that there was not a strength she could have that would make her enough for her mother—for her clan. There was not a person she could be beside herself, and never a version that wasn’t lacking, just out of reach of affection.

Then you. You showed up in Westview, strong enough to break in unaffected, and suspicious of Agatha, suspicious and then knowing, but still caring through it, and Agatha felt herself enough in the moments her mother would have claimed were her weakest; her moments where she was vulnerable and honest.

She kisses you like you’re her testament of her strength, now. Like you’re a testament of just how enough she is. She’s always been wanting, and doesn’t know how to exist without it. Without the yearning of; more, more, more, but as her kisses slow down, turn loving instead of passionate, she thinks for the first time that to exist like this—for the first time at peace, is something she could get used to forever.

You’re breathing heavily when Agatha breaks away, completely flustered and shaken. Agatha feels her heart pick up again, and thinks, no—she’ll always be wanting, and moves in to kiss you again.

You laugh, so joyful and happy—because of her. Because of her—a hand over Agatha’s mouth to stop her. “Are we ever going to talk?” You wonder breathlessly. “About feelings? About where you got that idea about Wanda and me?

Agatha pulls your hand away, smiles devilishly and possessively. “After I’ve had you against every corner of this house, we’ll invite Wanda over and talk over everything you’d like.”

You groan in exasperation, but there’s no protesting when Agatha kisses you next, and from the way you practically fall into the way Agatha’s hand curls loosely around your neck, she doesn’t expect one anytime soon.

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[agathasangel]

Playing House (alpha!agatha harkness x omega!reader)

this is my first time doing anything omegaverse so yeah

warnings: omegaverse, mommy kink, kinda unhealthy relationship, professor!alpha!agatha, innocence/corruption kink, legal age gap, smut

word count: 1778

summary: agatha was your professor, and she took you under her wing. sure she was an alpha, you were an omega, and you had a crush on her and would always try to play house, but that doesn’t mean anything! Right?

You didn’t honestly expect that Agatha would want to be your alpha. Out of the kindness of her heart, she had taken you under her wing. At the time she was your neighbor, and a professor at the local college, which you had attended. You didn’t expect anything more than that.

Your first semester, you lived in a small apartment by yourself. You had made some friends, two betas and an alpha, and you were doing well in your classes. At first. The stress got to you quickly though. Your parents began to fight and told you they were splitting up at the same time as your friends turned on you. Your performance in your classes started to drop as well. You only had one good thing left, and that was your History of Witchcraft class with professor Agatha Harkness.

Agatha was a beautiful older woman who also happened to live on your floor. She was always kind to you and made sure you were okay.

“Hey, superstar. I heard you crying, are you okay? You wanna come over, have some company while you study? I can make you dinner.”

“I- I don’t want to bother you. I’m sorry you heard.”

“No bother at all, I’m serious. I just want to help you. God, this place is so tiny. Mine has a lot more space if you’re interested.” You came over to her apartment and spent a lovely, peaceful evening with her. You felt happy and less lonely. She did make dinner for you, and she didn’t make you talk about your problems. She just sat with you, being there if you needed her.

You would sometimes come over to her apartment just to talk, just to feel you had someone in your corner. You knew Agatha was an alpha, you could smell it on her, but you never discussed it. You assumed your attraction to her was probably not returned, as she had not yet made a move and you were so much younger than she was, and such a mess. You were there more and more, until you practically lived together. You even fell asleep on her couch from time to time and she would take care not to wake you, tucking you in and making some extra coffee the next morning.

Things changed between the two of you, slowly at first. You spent even more time with her, cuddling her and studying together and having fun. Your liked to cook for her, and you thought it was fun to play house a bit with the older, more experienced alpha. It fulfilled a fantasy you had that you didn’t think was possible. But she always played along, and was loving and caring.

“You’re just adorable, baby. You made this for me?” She would say after you surprised her with dinner.

“Of course!”

You also liked to bake, and were quite good at it. You would use your talent to impress Agatha every chance you got, and it worked.

“That’s amazing. You’re gonna make some alpha really happy one day, hon.”

Agatha never acknowledged that you were an omega before. You were sure that she knew, but she never said anything about it. If you were honest, the fact that she was acknowledging it at all excited you.

Agatha liked to show that she could be protective of you as well.

“It’s okay, little one. Mama’s got you,” she would say, possessively wrapping an arm around you as you watched a scary movie. She often referred to herself as mama or mommy and eventually got you to call her by those names as well. One day she suggested that the two of you begin sharing her bed instead of you sleeping on her pull-out couch like you’ve been.

“It might be good for you. Comforting. I know you get nightmares and it might be nice to have mommy to look out for you, isn’t that right baby?”

“Yes, mommy. Please let me sleep in your bed.”

You were adorably naive, oblivious to the alpha’s obvious attraction to you. To everyone else it seemed shameless, the older woman doting on you and constantly being with you. But you just took it as the affection you needed. Her being nice to you, almost too nice. You didn’t seriously think she wanted you like that. But then, you didn’t see the way Agatha stared when you weren’t paying attention, the way she watched you as you slept peacefully next to her. You didn’t know that the real reason Agatha would often shift her body when you cuddled up to her was so you wouldn’t feel her arousal. You had no idea how your scent drove her crazy, and never questioned how she would disappear into the bathroom increasingly often as your scent began to be a permanent fixture of the house. Agatha managed to control herself, knowing she would scare you off if she moved the relationship too fast. But this was killing her. She wanted you more than anything in the world.

Everything changed one day, when you were busy studying for finals. Your last semester you managed to pass, but your grades weren’t great. You desperately wanted to ace this semester and raise your gpa, and you were studying so hard that you forgot something vital.

You forgot to take your heat suppressants.

Shit.

You didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t focus on studying anymore, that was for sure. And Agatha was away. Even if she was with you, would she want to be your alpha? Would she be uncomfortable? You knew Agatha would surely be able to tell.

And oh, she could tell. The second Agatha got home, she could smell it. You were in heat. It was time.

“You okay there, superstar? Need a little help?”

“I- I’m okay! Don’t worry about me Aggie…”

“No. Don’t do that,” Agatha said as she came over to you, “Stop pretending you don’t want me. I’ve been so patient, taking care of you and convincing you and making sure I don’t scare you. And now you need me, don’t you?”

“I didn’t think- I didn’t think you’d want to be with me…”

“What did you think this was then, little one? You didn’t think I wanted you? You didn’t think you’ve been driving me crazy? Of course you didn’t. Sweet, innocent thing.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. This woman you loved and wanted felt the same way about you. She gently rested her hands on you and propped you up against some pillows. She felt you shaking.

“My poor little girl. Poor baby,” Agatha said, teasingly rubbing her hands on your inner thighs, covered in slick.

“Mommy… please…”

“Baby, I think it’s only fair that you feel what you do to me before I make you feel better. You’ve been such a tease. Feel, baby.”

She grabbed your hand and placed it on the crotch of her pants, her bulge apparent. You rubbed it a bit and she let out a low groan.

“That feels so fucking good baby. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

You whined, growing more impatient. Agatha spread your thighs and rubbed her clothed bulge against your aching pussy.

“Please, mommy! Take me, claim me! I need you to be my alpha, please. Please I want you mommy…”

“Aww, your begging is adorable, baby. Have you wanted me all this time? And you’ve never said anything?”

“I didn’t think… I didn’t think you… ugh…”

“God, you’re so fucking naive. You’re a pretty, sweet little omega. Why would you ever think the alpha you live with wouldn’t notice you? Wouldn’t be desperate to make you hers?”

You had never really thought of yourself that way. You didn’t think you were the type of omega that someone like Agatha would be so completely desperate for. But you were, and she was.

“Make me yours, Alpha. Please.”

Agatha took it slow at first, starting with one finger, as you whined and begged for more.

She added another finger, while teasing you.

“You’re such a sweet thing. You’ve never even had an alpha before have you? You’ve gone this long without being satisfied, just trying to take your heat suppressants and live life on your own?”

And another finger.

“Poor baby. That’s not what an Omega needs. Cute little Omegas like you need an Alpha to take care of them, to own them. You’ve shown me during all these months we’ve lived together that that’s what you need. You keep pretending to be my wife, cooking and cleaning and decorating. It’s adorable, and I knew exactly what it meant. Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me.”

“I want you to be my Alpha! I want you to own me!”

“That’s right, baby. Now that you’re all warmed up, let’s finally start this.” Agatha pulled her fingers out of you and you whined at the loss, but knew something better was coming as she began taking her clothes off. Under her shirt was a lacy black bra, and she unzipped her fly.

“Mommy needs to be inside you, baby. Are you ready?”

“Please, Mommy. Please, I can’t wait any longer! I need your pups inside me!”

“Oh you do, don’t you?” Said Agatha as she entered you, causing a loud, shaky moan of pure pleasure to fall out of you. “You want Mommy to knot you, to fill you up, trapped inside you until she’s satisfied?”

You nodded frantically and begged for more, harder, it felt so good to be filled up and stretched so thoroughly.

“You’re so big, Mommy! It’s so good, you feel so good!”

“I’m gonna stretch you out, little one, you’re gonna be my perfect little Omega fucktoy! Yes, that feels better than I imagined. I’m- baby- is it really okay if I knot you, if I give you a bite, I think I’m about to-“

“Please! Knot me! Claim me! I want to be yours forever, I want your pups, please…”

You felt Agatha growing even bigger inside of you and figured this must be her knot. You have never in your whole life felt a pleasure this intense, and it was intensified as Agatha bit down on your neck as she came inside of you. You gave her a matching bite as she continued to rut inside you as you finally came.

“I can’t believe you’re finally mine. I love you, my little angel. You’ll be so happy with me, I promise I’ll give you the best life.”

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[fallingfor-fics]

Centuries- Agatha Harkness x Reader ❤️‍🔥

My first official woman x reader post this is scary. Please tell me your thoughts. Minors begon

Warnings: breif angst, jelously, SMUT, both fem receiving, strap on, magical bondage.

Word count: 9.8k (damn-)

Summary: You meet Agatha in a small town after not seeing her for centuries. You are threatened by her relationship with Wanda, and you argue but eventually makeup and she fucks some sense into ya!

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The eerie sound of the fireplace crackling and the wind pressing the trees into the windows took over my senses as I attempted to block out the speech the leader of our coven was spewling. She was going on and on, manipulating the rest of the women into agreeing with her and helping her. I didn’t know what to do if I was being honest, but I knew the feeling I got upon hearing Evanoras words, twisted my stomach. To hear her so casually, and crazily admit what her daughter was getting involved in was worthy of execution by your very own coven— your family, that scared me just as much as the knowledge that Agatha was practicing dark magic. I guess I understood why Agatha didn’t tell me she was learning such things, not that I would have wanted this to happen to her, I just would have tried to persuade her to not do it at all. However none of this mattered because she had done it, and now she had gotten caught. And there left me, being forced to join the others and help with her demise. Agatha was my friend, and I wanted nothing more than to save her. But all it would take is one comment from me about these being extreme measures and they would put me right up there with her. I guess they may as well have, I was no better than the others for not at least trying to do something about it. 

“Y/n, are you listening!? this is important, we do not know what she is capable of!” Evanora yelled, snapping me out of my cloudy haze and causing me to shift my eyes from the fireplace back onto hers. Her eyes were full of tainted emotions and jealousy. She never cared for Agatha and for some reason assumed we didn’t either. 

“Yes, Evanora. I know this, I just think you’re asking a lot of us. Why can’t we just condemn her from the group and send her away? why must we kill her?” I asked out softly, hoping she would believe I was just afraid.

She sighed and her voice trembled as she spoke. “Are you saying you want to risk all of us,” she gestured to the other girls which caused them to flick their gazes between one another. “and the humans, to be victims of Agatha’s darkness? or even just risk the factor of Humans finding out about us with her recklessness?” she inquired with an accusatory tone.  

I saw the other women look around to me with worried glares and I sighed. Dropping my head and shaking it no. “Of course not, but what if she kills us in the process, like you said we have no clue what she could do.” 

Evanora shook her head with a frustrated laugh and then stared hard at the girls. “She won’t stand a chance against us all. This is why we must stay together, and work together to ensure we are all safe from her impulsive actions.” She added a flare of despair to her tone to really make sure her claws where latched into the girls. 

I didn’t see Agatha again until she was up on the stake. Surrounded by the rest of her fellow witches that once called her their sister, but also her mother, the woman who’d created her, tarnished her, and now prepared to murder her. I had listened to what Evanora had said, and she was right we did have to all work together. Which is why at the last moment while Agatha remained under a spell and tied to the stake while the women got in their positions, I hid. I remained in the house and watched from the window. Agatha awoke soon and the annihilation began.

I heard Agatha beg her mother not to do it and held back tears as her mother showed no ounce of remorse. I prepared for the loss of my best friend and then heard the sound of magic being used and Agatha crying out. I think over the years I had gotten better at blocking these kinds of things out. I don’t remember the details of exactly what happened next. I just remember silence and then emerging from the house to find all of the coven dead and Agatha nowhere to be found. The story haunted me every day, it bled into my dreams and my thoughts, nothing I could do would erase the sound of Agatha’s pleas or the guilt that ran through me just as it did then. And what made it worse was never seeing her again and not knowing where she was. I had been alive for decades now, adapted to all the change and forgetting as much of the life in Salem as I could. I tried to be normal, I was smart with it because in this era of superheroes, the last thing i’d want was for them to discover a witch, and heaven forbid try to get me on their team. I wasn’t interested in making a spectacle of myself and saving lives, but more so moving from the past and keeping to myself. I was moving to a new neighborhood, my time growing shorter in the last, and feeling I was ready for the change anyways. I had to keep up the act, and ensure no one noticed the youthful glow that remained on my skin. I wasn’t quite immortal, yet. I wanted to give it time and was still figuring out how to make it really last in all honesty. It was hard without a coven or a mentor. But I sucked it up for the mere fact I was probably only one of a few witches left from the original Salem lineage if there were any others at all. I couldn’t speak for the rest of the world however. But I knew if there were any here, they were hiding it like me. 

I pulled into the new neighborhood and began unpacking soon, I did most of it within the day, and before I knew it i’d spent a few days in my new home. I hadn’t gotten out much so hadn’t had the chance to meet new people quite yet, but figured I didn’t really need to. However when I came into town a weird feeling had arose, I didn’t know why or what caused it but this location just felt different. I made my way in and out of the house unloading groceries and on my last trip out, I heard a sweet voice chirp my way. 

“Hello, I don’t think we have met, I'm your neighbor Wanda!” a woman with green eyes and gingery, almost scarlet hair spoke out from her driveway. 

I smiled and stepped closer to meet her by the mailbox, “Hi it’s nice to meet you I’m Y/n.” I spoke as I accepted her extended hand. Immediately I could feel through her grip what she was, or at least I had a suspicion. The look in her eyes when mine locked with her emerald ones only added to that suspicion. I pulled my hand back but kept a smile. 

“How long have you been in Westview Wanda?” I carried on and she tilted her head. 

“About a few months I would say, what about you?” her question was simple but something about the tone she spoke in gave me chills. 

“Just a few days really.” 

She nodded and looked at my house, “Well your home is lovely I would invite you over to chat, but i’m afraid my boys have left quite the mess.” she looked back at me with a playful grin, “but I still would love to have you over tomorrow for a small gathering i’m having, just my family and a few others from in town, and you will also get a chance to meet one of our other closeby neighbors.” she suggested with a raised brow. 

“Um, sure that would be nice, what time?” 

She gave me the time and told me it was nothing fancy and I didn’t need formal attire of any kind, and then left me to finish getting settled in. As soon as I got inside I shut all my blinds and peaked through the window on the side of the upstairs, the one that sat above my bed. I couldn’t see into Wanda’s home but ignored the temptation to take a look with my magic. I had a nagging feeling about that woman and didn’t want to make any rash decisions just yet. 

*******

The next day I prepared some baked goods to bring over to Wanda’s home, some homemade cinnamon cookies and a bottle of wine. I wore something casual like she’d said, a very simple skirt with a sweater and makeup. I wanted to make a good first impression of course and if Wanda did end up being a simple woman than I had hopes of us being friends. I looked at my watch and saw it was almost 6 and grabbed my purse, the cookies, and wine before heading out the front door. The cool air nipped at my exposed legs but the walk next door was over before it was bothersome. I knocked softly on the door and almost like she’d been waiting Wanda opened the door with a large smile. 

“Y/n hi! Welcome, come on in!” she moved out of the doorway and I greeted her as I walked in, there were a handful of other men and women in the living room and kitchen, soft music playing and a calm almost monotonous demeanor amongst everyone as they conversed with each other. 

“I brought you some wine and cookies.” I said as she shut the door and led me through the house.

She gratefully accepted them and showed me around the downstairs of her home. Eventually moving to introduce me to the other guests. I met a few other couples from around town and they told me a little bit about themselves and their jobs. I was wrapping up a conversation with someone in the kitchen when I heard Wanda mentioning my name to somebody from the entryway. 

“Oh Agnes I think you will just adore the new woman that moved in, her name is Y/n she is from… well I actually dont know that just yet, but here she's in the kitchen.” Her voice grew louder as I walked towards her and prepared myself to meet yet another stranger, but I trusted Wanda's judgement so far and threw a warm smile on my face as I emerged from the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks when I saw the dark haired woman. Wanda had her hands rested softly on her waist and didnt drop them as she kept her in front of me. I stood in silence for a few seconds, trying to blink away her appearance thinking it may have been my mind fooling with me. But still the woman before me remained the same girl I hadnt seen for centuries. The look on her face was one of shock as well, however she recovered much faster and threw a fake smile back on and extended her hand. I eventually brought myself back to reality and kept my eyes on hers as I accepted her soft and cold hand. 

“Hi, lovely to meet you Y/n. How are you enjoying Westview so far?” she cheered with a large smile.

I was still having trouble accepting it was Agatha that was staring me down, I felt like I was in a dream, or under a spell. I could barely find my words as I stared deep into her blue eyes that were unable to mask her emotions. I knew why she was acting as if we didnt know one another, but seeing her brought back memories of all the time we had spent together before she made her poor decisions.

“Hello, um its been f-fine. Wanda has been an exceptional host this evening as well.” I looked to the auburn haired woman attempting to shift the conversation off of myself. I noted her hands that were still on the brunettes waist and felt my stomach twist in a strange way.

Wanda waved her hand to brush off the compliment and gave me a smile. “Oh please! Agnes here has been in the neighborhood longer than I, she showed me around and has been a breath of fresh air.” she said with a wink to the woman next to her who returned it with a smile, “Im hoping she can show you around some more as well!” We both just smiled and nodded.

Wanda soon excused herself to go speak with her husband and a few other guests, leaving Agatha and I in an awkward tension. I couldnt help the feeling bubbling inside that arose from the dynamic of the two women. I didnt know why, I had only just seen the two and its not as if I had any right whatsoever to pass judgement let alone be jealous if that was indeed what I was feeling. I slowly locked my eyes with hers again and she looked me up and down, I assumed to assure herself I was really here as well. I opened my mouth to speak and she stepped closer to interrupt me. 

“If you'll excuse me.” was all she said, a smile on her face but a solemn tone in her voice, almost like she was bored of me already. 

I wondered if she really didnt recognize me, but I had a feeling that wasn't the case unless all this time apart meant I would have to relearn her expressions and quirks. I watched as she departed and went to talk with some of the neighbors. I spent the evening attempting to make more friends and revisit some of the guests I got the best impressions from, hoping to forget about the raven haired woman that stood on the other side of the room who never spared me another glance. I couldn't say the same for myself, I would look at her any chance I got as if I didn't want to loose the opportunity to memorize her face. Not that I'd forgotten it really, she did look a tad different, more matured than when we were young. However that didn't stop my chest from tightening when I would look over her glowing, pale face, her dark hair made her eyes shine and her smile was like a plague. I would shake myself out of the trance when I would get the inkling I had been staring a tad too long and then mumble a contribution to the boring conversations I joined. It eventually got later and as time passed I felt more and more tired and heavy. My chest was beginning to turn into a sinkhole and I just wanted to lay down and forget about the evening. I was too afraid to approach Agatha again and figured she wasnt going to approach me. I guess I assumed she didn't really want anything to do with me-- which was valid after what I did. A few guests had departed already and I made my way around the house to find Wanda and say goodbye, I found her in the kitchen playfully joking with Agatha, a hand brushing her arm in a light-hearted manner. I felt awkward interrupting but I knew Wanda would have no way of noticing. 

“Hey Wanda I think im going to head out, but thank you so much for having me I had a wonderful time, maybe we can get together for lunch this week?” I said politely.

 She smiled and nodded pulling me in for a small hug, “Yes of course, thank you so much for coming Y/n!” I looked over Wandas shoulder and Agatha was sipping her wine with an eye roll as she stared off out the window. I pulled away and smiled once again in Agathas direction. 

“Oh and Agnes it was lovely to meet you as well.” I extended a hand and I could tell she was reluctant to take it. Not because she was nervous of course, but because she was already fed up with my fake cheery attitude. Thus meaning she was still able to read me exceptionally well, and better than I could her. Once our hands connected I felt my chest tighten again and the sadness creep over me slowly, I pulled mine away soon after and departed with a smile and a wave.

 I made my way outside and quickly walked the short distance to my house. I shut the door with a sigh and took a moment to center myself. Recapping the evening in my head to make sure it was indeed real and over with nonetheless. After kicking off my shoes I let my hair down and slipped my bra off and tossed it to the air, allowing it to vanish to the dirty laundry pile upstairs, and moving to the kitchen to grab more wine. I hadn't had much at Wandas since I wanted to give a good impression. I began to fill the glass, pausing to let out another stress filled and exhausted sigh as I took a big sip from the glass and filled it up again. 

“Save some for me dear.” I heard a sarcastic voice chirp from behind me, causing me to jump and drop the glass. 

I wasnt shocked at who I saw or how she got in, more so why she was here. I held a hand to my chest and let out a frustrated grunt as I looked at the glass on the floor, as well as the wine dripping down my legs and spilled on the hardwood. 

“Jesus Agatha you could have been a little more gentle with that.” I waved my hand and the sapphire magic erased the mess and then summoned a new glass in my hand. 

“Well now you know how I felt walking into Wandas home… and seeing you today.” she said with a scoff as she used magic of her own to get a glass as well as the bottle, pouring it for herself and then handing it to me. I took it and filled up the glass. 

“I didn't do that on purpose. Why are you here Agatha? I think you made it pretty clear over there how much you care to speak with me.” I walked past her to go sit on my sofa and she followed, sitting in the chair next to it. I couldnt bring myself to look at her now that we were alone and she would be returning the contact. 

“You know I was going to ask you the same question, why are you in Westview? I'm flattered, really, you have managed to hunt me down.” she said with a cocky grin and I rolled my eyes. 

“Believe it or not I havent been hunting you down, I didnt even know for sure if you were alive let alone that I would find you in this hysterical little town.” I finally locked eyes with her and she stared at me with confusion.

“Then why are you here?” 

I let out a sarcastic laugh, “To live my life Agatha, nothing more.” 

Her gaze shifted over my tense form and she smiled, “Hmm and you just so happened to end up in the only town occupied by not one, but two witches?” 

My eyes snapped back to hers and I tucked my feet off the ground and under my bottom. “So you know about Wanda, I guess thats no surprise. I think she knows about me already too.” 

“Wow a few days and your secrets already out. So you're not here to form another coven are you? Because I can tell you I won’t ever join one of those sister clubs again and I know Wanda won't either.” She mocked and I just shook my head. 

“Yeah I can tell you guys are pretty close.” I muttered and then brought my glass to my lips. She gave me a look with the tilt of her head but I ignored it. After a moment I softened my gaze towards her, she was never very serious so I approached my next question with caution. “How have you been Agatha? I mean… where did you go that day?” 

She shifted uncomfortably and got up out of the chair to walk around my home, avoiding my question she asked her own, “So no family or friends? How are you even still alive Y/n?” 

I played with the hem of my sweater and shrugged, “I figured it out.” was all I said and she hummed.

“You know Westview is way too small for the three of us, luckily Wanda doesn't know about me, but I doubt she would really want you here for long.” she prodded, now standing behind the sofa and hovering over me. I felt her hand come to play with my hair and a chill went down my spine.

“Shes not going to do anything, I don't think she has the desire to hurt anyone, I will say though, I always assumed Evanora made up the story of The Scarlet Witch.” 

Agatha dropped my hair and moved to walk around again, an obvious reaction to the mention of her mother. I contemplated pressing for more answers, but I didn't know what she expected us to talk about. 

“You know I don't blame you for what you did that day, I know it was just what had to be done. I mean that's why I wasn't there, I didn't agree with it.” My tone was sweet and sincere and I hoped she would know I meant no harm in my comments. She appeared in a swift cloud before me and I looked up at her from the couch. 

“Oh, so you disagreed, just not enough to stop them.” she said in a strict tone but I knew her better than to assume she was still angry about this maybe just a little bitter if anything.

“I did stop them. You know attempting to convince them otherwise would have been unfeasible, I ran and in doing so it granted you freedom despite knowing what you were involved in. I cared about you Agatha-- I still do, I wouldn't have let them hurt you.” I spoke honestly, trying my best to defend myself. 

“Cared so much about me you allowed me to kill the entire coven, even Evanora.” she scoffed, stepping closer and I stood up, our faces now a foot from one another. 

“How dare you try and put that on me, that was your decision not mine. I told you not to practice dark magic and you didn't listen. You're lucky I did care about you or else I would have joined them and you would be dead!” I stammered out in a quick breath. We both stood in silence for a moment, “You should go.” I huffed, turning and walking upstairs. 

I went into my bedroom, closing the door behind me with a frustrated sigh as I sat on my bed, I didnt know why she came over if it was just to try and get in my head and blame me for her stupidity. I already lived with the guilt from that situation everyday. I didnt need her making it worse just for the fun of it. I heard her appear in my room and I looked up with a roll of my eyes. 

“Shouldn't you just go home, or to Wandas for gods sake?” I complained with a mocking tone. I didnt mean to throw in the part about Wanda, that kind of just came out. I hadn't even realized I was still hung up on them. 

“Awe, is Y/n feeling a little jealous of Wanda? You know sweetie if you had found me sooner we probably could be good friends still, though we both know we were always more than that.” she avoided my initial question, immediately going for the easy harassment that I practically set up for her. 

My eyes snapped to hers and I wasn't sure if she had read my mind or could just tell by the way I spoke about the kind woman next door. The nickname didn't help my case either since it caused me to straighten up and my confidence to shoot down. 

“I'm not jealous- and I told you, I wasn't looking for you. Plus its not like you had tried to look for me either.” I quipped back and she nodded.

“Well I had bigger fish to fry darling.” She teased and I rolled my eyes. 

“If you aren't going to tell me why you're here, can you just leave?” I muttered. I was feeling drained now, bummed out and wanting to be alone since the woman infront of me was currently only interested in playing mind games. Its not like that wasn't normal for her, but after all this time and everything we had gone through, it felt mundane. I don’t think I'd realized now either just how long it had been and how much I'd missed her. I mean I thought of her all the time yes, but now it was all coming back in the way it had been when we were young, and I wanted things to be normal but it was far too late for that to ever happen. Now I just wished she would at least be transparent with me. 

“You dont want me to leave though.” she spoke and I fell back on the bed, pressing my hands over my face. I felt my chest sink into the mattress and a knot formed in my throat, I shoved it down for the most part but a small tear of frustration, guilt, and albeit depressing fondness pushed past my eye and down my cheek before I quickly wiped it in hopes she didnt see. 

I felt her magic wrap around my wrists and pull my hands from my face, I didn't attempt to stop her but didn't look to face her either. 

“Y/n dont cry, look, I'm sorry. Really I am, you know I’ve never handled this kind of stuff well, and it was a big shock seeing you here today, out of the blue like that.” she opened up but her voice remained playful, still not completely allowing herself to be soft with me. 

I sat up and she came to sit next to me on the bed, “I know, I know. If I had known you were here I would have…” I paused looking down and fiddling with my fingers. “Well I probably would have came anyway. I've missed you a lot to be honest. Im sure you know how lonely it can be for us on our own, well I guess not, you have Wanda.” I didnt mean it in a bitter way, it was true she had a friend who somewhat understood even if she didnt know her secret. Agatha let out a small laugh and shook her head, hesitantly placing a hand on my thigh. 

“If it helps I missed you too, you were the only one in that coven that I trusted.” she said in a soft tone and I smiled, getting the confidence to look her in the eyes. Hers were more gentle now, not as condescending as they had been earlier and full of genuine emotions.

“Can I ask you why you started the dark magic? What you had wasnt enough? You were already and exceptionally powerful witch.” 

Her hand came up off my thigh and I regretted asking the question since it meant the loss of her touch and she looked away, “I dont know. It wasnt really dark magic to me, it just felt like mine, as if it was made to be used, like all magic is.” 

I knew that answer should be concerning, but what was strange was how she was right. I raised a hand and gently swirled my fingers to emit the power from my hand and she looked down at it. “Strangely, I think I know what you mean” 

The sapphire light glowed onto our faces and she lifted her own hand emitting her own purple magic with a mischievous grin. She playfully nudged my arm and shook her head with a laugh. 

“I knew it. There had to be a reason you were still so young, and around for that matter.” She joked referring to the soft hugh the dark magic infiltrated into my light blue, ‘good magic’, that caused it to be the deep sapphire color it was now. 

I didnt use it often, but I had discovered over the years that dark magic had its perks. The only reason mine wasn't a beautiful violet glow like Agathas was because I hadn't been practicing as often or for as long. I stared in awe at the colors that danced before us and moved my hand closer to hers, the light mixed to an indigo and with the magic we could feel one anothers emotions and thoughts, something we did often when we were young to feel more connected to one another. I could feel how Agatha missed our old relationship and I knew she could feel the regret that weighed me down each day. For some reason her darker magic wouldn't allow me to fully see her, but she could see every doubt, regret, joy, and even envy that I was feeling. I couldn't help I really was an intensely jealous person and the longer we had been reunited the more time I had to think of all the things I missed and all the things she did, or people she may have been with in my absence. 

“Y/n, sweetie there really is nothing going on with Wanda and I.” she stated sweetly and I softly lowered my hand back to my lap and she did the same. 

“I just hate so much time was wasted, I mean you were my best friend and then all of the sudden you were gone. And now you have been here making a new witch friend-- and I saw the way you looked at her. I know that look Agatha.” My rambled, mocking, words were spoken in a hushed tone and I kept my gaze on my fingers. 

Her hand came to take mine and she intertwined our fingers, “Believe me when I say its no fun having to hide your powers from another witch. Its nothing even close to how it was with us. Wanda is nice yes, have I thought about the possibility also yes, but I never acted on anything because for one she is a very devoted wife, and two I gave up on that stuff after we were separated.”

“You never fell in love all these years?” I asked with a confused gaze.

“You did?” she asked with slight shock.

“I have loved, dont know if I was in love.” I responded simply

I looked at her and gave a small smile, resting my head on her shoulder. Her sweet aroma surrounded me and I was hit with waves of memories. She wrapped an arm around me and kissed the top of my head after a moment I sat away slowly so we could be face to face. She looked over my face, quickly interpreting the look in my eyes and gave me a witchy grin before looking to my lips. She raised a hand to gently grip around my jaw and pulled me in for a kiss. I immediately sunk into it and it felt just the same as it had back then only now it was full of intense emotion from the centuries it spent building up. I leaned my body in closer and smiled into the kiss, both of us letting out small giggles before she wrapped her other arm around my waist and deepened the kiss while gently stroking my cheek with her thumb. 

I pulled away with pink lips and grinned at her, “I missed you.” I stated.

She smiled and brushed some of my hair back, “Lets not waste any more time then, darling.” she teased and I laughed, cupping her cheek and pulling her in for a kiss once more. 

We moved slowly, not rushing our actions so we could make sure we took in every breath. Our lips moved in perfect sync as if it was muscle memory and I ran my hand through her dark hair with a smile. She softly drifted her hand up and down the side of my stomach before tracing it up to the side of my jaw sending a rush of chills through my body. She gripped around my chin and I instinctively parted my lips so she could deepen the kiss with her tongue. I felt her other hand grip my waist and she pushed it back as she straddled my legs and pushed me to lay on the bed. Our lips remained together, my face growing hotter as the blood ran to my cheeks and it traveled between my legs and caused a flutter to travel within my chest. She hovered over me not allowing our chests to meet yet and continued to control the harshness of the startegic kiss, never letting her lips move unintentionally. She was always excellent at this game, and knew every twitch and motion to drive me insane. After a moment she pulled away, my bottom lip caught between her teeth with a smile before she released it and stared into my eyes. I turned my head to the side, not being able to resist the slight embarrassment I felt. Without lifting a finger her magic tilted my head to face her again and her eyes softly sparkled purple. I had never really been with her while she used this kind of magic, but it somehow made her even more beautiful and enchanting. I didn't have to voice my endearing thoughts either since my mind was completely vulnerable around her, even if I blocked away my thoughts, she had always been capable of seeing through. She just gave me a smile before moving her hands from either side of me, causing her body weight to shift and press down against me, our hips now pressed together and our legs intertwined. Her cold hands drifted up under my sweater and gently moved over my abdomen before brushing over my breasts. I leaned up to capture her in a kiss again and she locked her lips onto mine with a gentle force, eventually kissing down my jaw and neck as her hands continued to feel over my chest. I let out a soft and hushed moan as she sucked and lightly bit a tender spot on my neck and she let out a muffled laugh.

“Come on dont hold back on me now sweetheart.” she teased in a sensual tone and I felt my thighs squeeze together around her leg that was conveniently pushed between my own. A chill traveled over my body at her voice rumbling against my skin. 

She moved her leg that resided between mine up so it would press against my core, my skirt now being in the way of her knee applying any satisfying pressure between my thighs. I waved a hand causing the skirt to disappear and she pulled up with a smile. She kissed my lips gently and looked down to my sweater. 

“Might as well-” she nodded her head and my sweater disappeared leaving me in just my underwear, and my breasts exposed to her. I blushed intensely and let out a small gasp, she reached a hand up to twirl a piece of my hair and I took the time to admire her face with an innocent smile across my own.

My hands came up to cup around her face and kiss her again, playing with her long hair. I moved my hands down her side and over her stomach, moving  my hand between us and over her clothed center but she pulled away from the kiss and I looked up into her eyes, they turned purple once again and my hands were brought up above my head. I frowned and furrowed my brows, my legs moving in protest but she pressed her hips down firmly once more and guided her knee to rub against my underwear and I let out a soft grunt. 

“Dont be shy darling, I know you remember what to do.” her voice spoke softly and she dipped her head down to kiss along my neck and then down to my chest.

Her soft lips traveled over my collarbones and then to the dip between my breasts, her hands drifting over my nipples gently as she took her time back up to my lips. I slowly moved my hips against her knee, moaning into the kiss at the friction against my covered clit. She smirked and then moved back to my breasts, taking one of the sensitive peaks into her mouth and sucking on it gently. I pressed myself against her leg harder and began to grind against it with soft noises creeping from my lips. I was frustrated being unable to touch her but didn't bother to fight her power. She pulled away from my chest with a smile and sat up as I stayed lying and looking up to her. I may have not been able to touch her, but I was still able to use my own magic. I flashed a cocky grin her way before her own shirt disappeared and she was left in her bra and pants. She looked down at herself and then shook her head with a smile. She moved her hair over one shoulder and then ran her hands over my stomach and hips, stopping along my thighs to squeeze them and gently scratch down them. I stared at her in awe, she was absolutely stunning sitting above me, her pale skin contrasting with her dark hair and purple bra causing my stomach to twirl. 

“You're beautiful Agatha, please let me touch you now.” I begged and she gave me a sympathetic smile before shaking her head.

“Not yet, be patient. I want to be able to make up for lost time and show you how much I've missed my sweet, and obedient, little witch.” she mocked in a condescending but sultry tone and I let out a shaky breath. 

She stepped off the bed and stood by the edge, running her hands along the waistband of my panties before hooking them around her finger and making a show of how slow she slid them off. She ran a hand down my stomach and I arched into her touch, not taking my eyes off of her mischievous ones. Her fingers brushed past my mound and her hands moved to bend my knees and then spread my thighs apart farther. She placed kisses along the insides of them and dug her fingers into my skin. I was practically squirming beneath her in anticipation as she got closer to my center. Her lips moved between my folds and she licked a single line barely grazing my clit. I knew better than to think my release would come soon and I'd get the opportunity to please her, since it had been so long I had hope she would want to speed things up but to my dismay she continued on in her antagonizing pace. Her tongue began to move over my nerves in slow circles with a bit more pressure and I let out another moan. My hands were still held above my head with purple magic and her nails in my thighs kept me from being able to squeeze them together. After a few minutes of focus to my clit and my thighs beginning to quiver she pulled away and plunged her tongue into my entrance. I let out a louder noise at the feeling and my eyes rolled shut and my back arched up higher. I muttered a ‘Fuck’ under my breath and could feel her smile between my legs as she retracted her tongue and then brought one of her hands to glide her fingers through the wet mess id begun to create thanks to her. Her thumb pushed around my clit and my hips jerked slightly to which she laughed. 

“All this time and you're still so sensitive pet.” she teased and I opened my eyes. The nickname sent goosebumps over my body and I locked my eyes with hers. 

“Please Agatha no games?” I whined and she shook her head before sliding two fingers into me, her eyes not moving from mine and a devilish grin gracing her face. 

My back arched off the bed once again as she slowly moved her fingers in and out, eventually curling them up and stroking along the sensitive part of my cunt. She kept her pace easy and consistent before leaning back down and flicking her tongue over my clit. 

“Fuck Agatha.” I moaned out, jerking my wrists with the desire to run them in her hair nagging at me. 

She continued her work effortlessly and with grace, soon picking up the pace of her fingers and pushing them in and out with more force. I could feel an orgasm building up and tried my best to keep my body from tightening and convulsing around her fingers since I knew how she played this particular game. I let out a hefty moan as she pushed in and curled up her fingers and her tongue ran heavily over my clit, my hips moving down and my back arching up. She smiled against me as she pulled away, bringing her fingers out as well. I let out a huff and locked my eyes with hers and tried to look as helpless as possible. 

“Look at me like that all you want, we both know I wont let you finish that fast baby.” she taunted and I leaned my head back down with a groan.

Still unable to move my hands, she moved to hover over me again and placed soft kisses up my stomach and chest before reaching my lips, I went to kiss her with slightly parted lips and she placed previously hardworking fingers in my mouth instead. I looked into her eyes and she had a devilish grin on her face, her eyebrows raising as she waited for me to follow suit. I pursed my lips over her slick fingers and kept my eyes on hers as I tasted myself and treated her slender fingers like a candy. 

“Just like that darling, god you're still such a little slut. And god have I missed you.” her words were spoken erotically, but had sweet endearment laced around them. And she confirmed the tender emotion by removing her hand and kissing me hard and with a desire that could only be described as unholy. 

As sad as it sounds, if I hadnt been feeling such immense amounts of pleasure, I would have cried at the simple admittance that she missed me this much. I smiled into the kiss and lifted my knee so that it was up between her legs now and she laughed, pulling away and sitting up off the bed. I loved our usual roles in the bedroom, however that meant she was always more stubborn in letting me please her. I of course didnt mind her toying with me and having her way, but I often wanted the pleasure of driving her crazy for once, and leading her to her own release. Being able to ride the high of being good for her. And when she would allow me to do such things, the praise I would receive was astronomical. I focused, catching her off guard and was able to pull my hands apart with mild struggle, leaning up to grab the loops of her jeans and keep her close to me. 

“Please Agatha, I understand how we used to do things, but in this moment let me help you.” I begged with pleading eyes, they flashed a soft sapphire as I used my magic to try and persuade her. I wasnt attempting to control her, but I was showing her glimpses of what could happen if she let me please her.

“Fine. But you still have to follow my rules okay dear?” she chirped with a grin and I nodded.

“I wouldnt expect anything else.” I agreed and ran my hands up her bare waist before cupping her face to lean down and kiss me again. 

She flicked her hand and her pants were removed, now only standing in her undergarments, and myself still completely nude. She grabbed my arms and gently pulled me off the bed and took my place sitting on the edge. I felt my chest flutter in anticipation as I played out where this was going in my head, without instruction I went to my knees. She sat for a moment, a wicked grin plastered over her face, gazing down at me in all her confident glory. With pale skin that almost glistened under the moonlight being cast from the window, and her eyes darkening, she gently ran her hand through my hair and admired my obedient frame. She leaned forward to roughly grasp my jaw in her hand and kiss me with more force, our lips intertwined and her tongue slipped past mine. I hummed into the kiss and pulled away with a innocent smile. I gently ran my hand up and down her leg and she smirked. 

“You know, I would love to just sit here all night admiring how pretty you look on your knees,” she started and I furrowed my brows for a moment, “but I cant hold back much longer baby and I know how eager you are to put on a good show for me.” she teased and I smiled. 

I placed kisses up her silky legs and she spread her thighs apart, “I dont know how long we were apart Agnes, but it was most definitely, way too long for me to not get a chance to do this while we are together.” I stated and she scoffed.

“Of course darling. But dont get so cocky, keep in mind who really has all the power here.” she spoke with a wink and a chill carried itself up my spine. 

“I would never think otherwise” I said softly with half lided eyes that couldnt tear away from the glorious woman before me. I slid my hands up her thighs to the waistband of her underwear, not tearing my eyes from her and she watched with amusement. 

“Dont be afraid now, I dont bite.” she whispered.

I laughed as I continued my hands and slipped off her panties. “We both know that's a lie Miss Harkness.” I said with a smirk as I dropped the cloth to the floor and used all my will to keep my eyes on her. 

She tutted and tilted her head, “We all know what name I prefer sweetie, use it.” she reminded me with a serious tone, but a small smirk gracing her face.

“My apologies, Mistress.” I batted my eyelashes with a fake mischevious innocence flickering in my eyes, she grinned but it quickly faded and she leaned closer to grab my jaw with more force than she’d been using,

“You're such a little tease, enough with the games princess. Try again.” She tutted dissaprovingly, sending a flush across my face and causing my core to throb.

“My apologies, mommy.” I said softly and she placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

“Now be a good girl and get to work.�� She whispered in my ear and then let go of my jaw with a harsh movement. She leaned back on her elbows and gazed down at me. I probably looked like a deer in headlights, slightly taken aback by the action, and allowing it to momentarily distract me from my plan. I blinked a few times before nodding gently and sitting up off my knees. I leaned in to her core and placed the softest of kisses on her inner thighs. I could practically hear her eyes rolling and I smirked against her. Eventually I realized I lacked half the will power that she possessed, and was incapable of holding back. I quickly twirled my tongue over her clit with force and collected the wetness around her entrance. I continued licking in lines over her clit, not changing my speed but increasing the pressure. She didnt take her dark eyes off of me and I grew self conscious. However, we both knew what the other liked, and I was most definitely not giving her what she wanted just yet. I caught her off guard by pulling away and kissing her, turning my head to nip at her inner thigh, earning a shocked groan from her. 

“Quit holding back, Y/n. You wanted this so bad, what did I say about games?” her tone flattened and she looked at me with displeasure.

I smirked, “I thought you liked games? You're always playing them after all.” I raised an eyebrow, surprised at my own curtness, hoping it would pay off. However, next thing I knew she had raised her hand and pressed a brisk slap to my face, not enough to hurt too bad or leave me in shock, but enough to sting in the most pleasurable way.

“If you dont carry on, I will just leave you like this and finish on my own.” she seethed and I felt my skin grow hot. 

“Forgive me mommy,” I said doing my best to hide the sarcasm lacing my words as I leaned in to kiss her slick core “I just dont want this moment to end.” I quickly lifted my hand and slipped two fingers inside her without warning, she let out a quiet gasp and her eyes rolled shut. I smirked and continued to apply pressure to her clit with my tounge as I moved in and out of her entrance. I then replaced my tongue with my thumb so I could slide my body up hers, crawling on the bed to press my bare chest against hers. She opened her eyes and ours met, I got flashes of her thoughts and half were full of pleasure and admiration, but a stronger and more malicious group of thoughts were centered around the lack of control she felt in the moment. I grew worried she would back out and want to refocus on me, so I leaned down to kiss her with a tender and natural force. Kissing her sweetly as my fingers curled inside her. I pulled away and with a blink her bra dissapeard, my eyes flashing blue for a moment before I moved down to place sloppy kisses across her chest and over her breasts. I tried to not linger on them too long as I knew she would catch me staring at her perfect chest. I took a nipple in my mouth and mimicked her motions from earlier. I could feel her bare stomach pressing up against my chest as she arched off the bed. However I felt her hand come to the back of my head and she tugged on my hair, eventually pulling me away from her chest and guiding me back down to her core. She clearly had no interest in me taking my time to appreciate every inch of her. I reluctantly but happily obliged and allowed my tongue to take over on her clit once more. She moaned out and leaned her head back, arching her back slightly. 

“Yes my sweet girl, just like that, you're being so good.” she praised and I smiled moaning into my actions, the vibrations traveling through her core causing a deep moan to escape her throat. I could feel my own wetness practically dripping down my thigh. I quickened my pace with my fingers, curling up and pushing them in deeper with each motion. I sucked on her clit and felt her nails dig into my hair as her thighs came to squeeze my head. We both let out moans and I could feel her tightening around my fingers and I continued my motions. She moaned louder and yelled for me to look at her. My eyes met her foggy ones as her mouth slowly fell open and she tried to hide the pleasure that spread across her expression. “Alright princess, be a good girl and make mommy cum.”

I did as I was told and used more force with my fingers, keeping pressure moving in circles on her clit and watched as she arched her back, her legs beginning to twitch and her toes curl. We kept eye contact as I moaned against her and used my free hand to grab hold of her thigh and keep it from moving, making her feel every twirl of my tongue on her sensitive bud. “Ah- fuck” she gasped as she shook around my fingers and her release washed through her. I didnt stop my movements, and her eyes squeezed shut. I expected to feel her back away after her orgasm and move on, but I kept my motions in hope of driving her towards a second, and sure enough I felt her clenching around my fingers once more and I moved my hand from her thigh so she could squeeze them around me as she tugged on my hair. “God- you're doing so good” she exclaimed softly and I sped up my tongue. Her body twitched and she arched her back up off the bed as she moaned and came on my fingers for a second time. I smiled and after a few seconds of allowing her to ride it out, I pulled my fingers out and she watched as I placed them in my mouth as she had done earlier and she let out a pleased scoff. 

“Come here.” she ordered and I quickly crawled back onto the bed with a smile. She wasted no time and pushed me to lie down, straddling my hips again but this time a cryptic smile appeared on her face and her eyes shined that familiar hue of purple. My hands were bound together and lifted above my head once again to which I protested and tried to use my own magic to free them, but she just laughed and wrapped a cold hand around my throat and squeezed gently. I looked into her eyes with begging ones, hoping she would feel some remorse. But she just locked eye contact and placed a gentle and slow kiss to my lips. Her eyes remained purple and I soon felt something pressing against my stomach. I looked down to see a purple and black strap on secured to her waist. I had never used one with Agatha considering we had no way of getting one back then. Of course I used them with other women, but I grew nervous.

“Dont be scared baby, mommy will take care of you, just relax.” She soothed with condescesion and I nodded. “Now get on your knees.” She ordered and I wasted no time in listening. My face resting in the sheets since I couldnt hold myself up, but my ass perched in the air before her. I soon felt her press against me and with no warning she pushed into me. Filling me up and earning a moan from my chest. She slowly moved in and out and I felt her hand run up my back and scratch back down. She reached up again to tug on my hair and I felt her magic assist me in leaning up, I looked forward and there was now a mirror before me. I quickly locked eyes with Agatha, hers a deep purple and light magic twinled around my torso as she kept me hovering and bent over. I grunted with each thrust as she sped up and grew deeper. I felt her hand move from my back to snake around my stomach and slowly run down until she reaches my center and rubbed circles. 

“I wont be able to last much longer” I exclaimed, not tearing my eyes from hers in the reflection. A devilish smile took over her face and I hoped she wasnt planning to keep me like this forever. As if she read my mind I felt my body be pulled up and against her. The new angle causing me to moan out loudly. I now felt the weight of my body sink down on her as my back pressed against her chest. She kept her hand wrapped around my stomach and rubbing rough circles around my sensitive core. Her other hand ran over my breasts and then came to my throat. My eyes had rolled shut and she spoke softly in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

“Open your eyes, you're going to miss the show.” Her hand tilted my jaw roughly back to the mirror and I hesitantly looked back at her.

“Please-” I whined out as she picked up speed with her hips and I felt my body convulsing around her. 

“You're doing so well, sweet girl.” she taunted and I leaned my head back on her shoulder as she stroked my throat and I turned to kiss her. 

“Go ahead and cum for me Princess.” she whispered into my mouth and within seconds my legs were faltering as I clenched around her. I went to fall forward, feeling her hands around my waist and her pulling out of me as she turned me to face her. She kissed me once more and and stroked my cheek, allowing me to slowly lay back on the bed. She stayed laying beside me, her chest pressing against mine as she kissed me and I pulled away to catch my breath. I placed tender kisses to her jaw and collarbone as I rested my head on her chest. I could hear her heart beating quickly and wrapped my hand around her stomach. I felt her stroke my hair and her chest rumbled as she spoke.

“You should have found me sooner, darling.” she mumbled with a grin and I smiled.

“You should have looked for me.” I quipped back and she laughed. I looked up at her and she placed a gentle kiss to my lips. Her smile fading and her eyes softening.

“I should have.” she agreed and I smiled. Nuzzling her neck before drifting off.

a/n god dayum that took forever, I hope you enjoyed!

#agatha harkness #agatha x reader #agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness smut #wandavision

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for a prompt? 3 words sugar mommy agatha... perhaps ✨️feelings✨️ are involved fluff? smut? idk (sorry this is vague)

Please Mommy?

Sugar Mommy!Agatha Harkness x Sugar baby!fem!reader

Summary: You're such a good girl for Mommy and good girls get rewarded.

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, R calls A Mommy, A calls R Princess, Fingering, strap use, degradation, Agatha teasing you while on the phone, oral fixation

Word count: 1.4K

A/N: This honestly felt so sweet to write~

Your eyes sparkled as you looked through the window of a shop on Broadway. You were looking at all the pretty rings they had you’d always loved to accessories with rings adorning your fingers. Your tongue poked out ever so slightly as you smiled looking over the different rings, they had a whole line of Disney princess inspired rings and before you could even ask you felt an arm around your waist, a small squeak coming out of you as she pulled you against her.

“See something you like princess?” You smiled up at her, she loved seeing you so happy. The two of you had started this relationship close to a year ago and at first you were hesitant to ask for things. Soon enough though you became more comfortable with outright asking and Agatha had no problem saying no if she felt you didn’t deserve something.

Today the two of you were out because Agatha had been away and you had been so well behaved in her absence that she promised she’d treat you to a special day.

“They just have so many pretty rings Mommy!” You turned your attention back to the rings glistening in the sunlight. You looked over all of them and then one caught your eye, it was a ring that wasn’t closed a round diamond on one side and the other was a tetragonal. “Ooo Mommy that one!” You called out excitedly. She followed your finger and smiled.

“Okay princess let’s go inside and get you one your size.” You did a little wiggle in happiness at the prospect of getting a new ring.

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After many hours of being out in Time Square you and Agatha arrived back at her home, well it was slowly becoming yours as well little bits of you littered everywhere from throw blankets, to clothes, to your Nintendo switch.

Before Agatha could even stop you you were wiggling out of your ‘outside’ clothes and into one of her shirts that looked more like a night gown on you as you curled yourself up on the couch ready to recharge your social battery.

“Did you have a good time princess?” Agatha asked taking care of the mess you left behind knowing now wasn’t the time to reprimand.

“Yes Mommy thank you for everything.” You responded with a yawn.

“I think it’s nap time darling. Close your pretty eyes now Mommy will wake you up soon.” You gave a sleepy smile as you closed your eyes.

You sat up, rubbing your eyes calling out, “Mommy?” You got no response as you looked around. Grumbling you got up bringing your blanket with you. As you headed upstairs towards her office you could hear her talking on the phone with someone which explains why she didn’t answer. You slip your way into her office and she smiles at you gesturing you to come over.

You happily make your way over leaving your blanket on the couch she has in her office to sit her her lap. You happily sit there playing with a fidget she keeps on her desk for you as she carries on her conversation until you feel her hand move onto your thigh. You look back, but she moves her hand to face you back forward, moving her hand back to your thigh. She rubs and squeezes soon enough pushing her fingers against your clothed and very wet cunt. You have to bite your lip to keep quiet.

She lets her fingers slip past your panties, running through your slick folds, kissing your shoulder blade gently as she pushes two fingers into you making you gasp and cover your mouth. You didn’t want her to stop and if you got too loud where the person she was talking with could hear you she’d leave you like that for the rest of the night.

You slowly moved your hips against her fingers which she so graciously allowed you. Small whimpers and mewls falling past your lips as she carried on teasing you as she continued her conversation and you could only hope it would end soon. If you didn’t ask for permission you weren’t allowed to cum. You could feel it building up so nicely and that’s when you heard it,

“Alright this was a productive call. We’ll carry out with it on Monday Wanda. I’ll see you then. Buh-bye dear.” Before you could think Agatha stood up, bending you over her desk, fingers pumping in and out of you roughly.

“Ahhh Mommy!” You squeaked out.

“Such a little slut, you were already so wet for Mommy. Did it turn you on that I was on the phone? That she might hear you?” Agatha teased, gripping her other hand into your hair, pulling roughly as you let out a loud moan.

“Yes Mommy! Yes! I was good though! She didn’t hear me!”

“That’s right princess she didn’t which means you get to cum.” Suddenly her fingers left you, you whined at the loss. “Shhh don’t worry Mommy is going to fill you up.” You perked up, looking behind you to see her pulling out your favorite thick purple strap that you had picked out.

“Mmmm please Mommy!” You wiggled your butt making her chuckle.

“Such good manners princess, but Mommy was already giving it to you. No need to beg more.” She spoke as she lined herself up, slowly pushing into you until she bottomed out and you you feel the fake cock fill you up completely as you moaned out. “You can cum whenever you want princess you’ve been so good all day for Mommy.”

“Thank you Mommy! Thank you!” You cried out as she pounded into you until you’re tightening and cumming around her strap. You fall back against the desk. Slowly she pulls out and this time you groan at the loss as you clench around nothing.

“Shhh Mommy’s got you Princess. Let’s go get you a nice bubble bath.” You nod dumbly as she helps get you up and cling onto her as she gets the bath ready. Once you two are in the bath you search for her hand until you find it. She already knows what you’re looking for as she holds out her pointer and middle finger. You let your lips wrap around them, sucking gently.

“You are my precious little princess, you know that?” She asks softly and you nod, leaning back against her, closing your eyes.

“I love you Mommy...” You mumble hesitantly. Feelings weren’t supposed to be a thing and yet here you were saying the ultimate phrase. You couldn’t help it, it was the truth and Mommy always encourages you to tell the truth. She was quiet for a moment. She tapped lightly on your tongue, her signal for you to release and as much as you didn’t want to you did. You let her fingers go and she tilted your face back towards her as she pulled you into a soft kiss.

“Say that again.” She husked against your lips, kissing you again and again until you let the words slip out once more. This time against her lips,

“I love you Mommy.”

“Again.”

“I love you.” The kisses didn’t stop, you were pulled into her, completely pressed against her,

“Again.”

“I love you Agatha.” You heard and felt her moan into the kiss at the use of her name. You rarely used it anymore, but now felt like a moment to use it.

“I love you Princess. I love you Y/N.” She pulled away and looked you in the eyes. “I know we said no feelings, but how could I not fall for a precious little thing like you Princess?” Agatha smiled and kissed you again.

“I couldn’t ask for a better Mommy...you’re so good to me all of the time even when I’m a brat. How could I not love someone as loving and caring as you Mommy?”

The two of you spent a little extra time in the tub that night. The water going cold before you two finally stepped out. Agatha got you put into a new pair of panties and a different shirt of hers that you proudly wore. You loved being hers and she loved knowing you were hers. The two of you cuddled up under the sheets as you sucked on her fingers and she gave you kisses on top of your head until both of you fell asleep.

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[scarlethexelove]

hey! lemme just say first that I love your Agatha fics, it's so on character <3 I read your fic the other night and I can't stop thinking about it. Is there part 2 for 'Why are you here'? If there will be, I was thinking if you could put how Reader went to Agatha's house that night and she (Agatha) fulfilled her promise to her by fucking her in different positions until she's overstimulated. and then she breeds her full of her cum just because she's possessive :D

You Came

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Maximoff!Reader

Word Count: 2238

Warnings: Smut, Legal age gap, Dom!Agatha, Sub!Reader, Enchanted Strap, Cum Strap, Breeding, Degrading, Possessive!Agatha, Blow Jobs, Rough sex, Dark!Agatha at the end, Overstimulation, Dacryphilia, Slight bondage, Squirting, Marking.

Pt 1, Pt 3

A/n: I had enjoyment of writing this. Of course while writing I had the thought of Agatha having darker ulterior motives but like she still wants Reader either way. Just a bit of a motivation to have them.

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

The window squeaks as it slides open. You grimace at the noise hoping that no one heard you. The darkness and silence around you leads you to let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding. You carefully climb out the window, your foot catching on the window seal before you face plant into the ground. Your hands going out trying to catch you but failing miserably. “Son of a bitch.” You groan as you get up and dust yourself off. You’re thankful that after the commotion earlier in the day your mom as she profusely apologized used her magic to heal you. She normally never did that but she felt so guilty for being the one to cause you pain that she made an exception. You know she never meant to hurt you so all was forgiven, but now you're sneaking out to meet up with a woman that your mom despises. 

You look around making sure that no one heard you yet again. Sneaking out past the front window. You can see your mom the glow of the tv in the dark room illuminating her sleeping face. You feel bad for sneaking out to meet Agatha but the woman is so enticing. You shake the thoughts away as you make your way next door. 

You raise your hand balling it into a fist ready to knock on the door when it swings open. You gasp in surprise at the much older woman standing in front of you wearing nothing but a lace lingerie set. You frantically look back behind you turning your head in multiple directions scared someone will see. Your head whips back to the woman a smirk on her lips as her hand is planted on the edge of the door. “What the fuck do you think your doing?” You whisper scream at Agatha. She grabs the collar of your shirt, balling her fist there and pulls you in, shutting the door behind you before pressing you against it. Her hand snaking around your neck and squeezing. “Who do you think you're talking to like that little girl? Hmm did your mother never teach you manners? Don’t worry bunny, I'll teach you.” You can’t help the whimper that slips past your lips. 

Agatha licks her lips. Your wide eyed innocent look is driving her insane. She can’t wait to destroy you. She pushes you down to the ground hard. Your knee’s connecting with the hardwood floors causing you to whimper from the pain. Sure that you will have bruises there later. You look up to the woman confusion crossing your face as a sinister grin spreads across her. Purple swirls around the both of you before a strap appears around her hips slapping you in the face. Your clothes are also gone in an instant. You blush a deep red trying to cover your body but Agatha has no part of that. Your hands are instantly bound behind your back purple magic wrapped around them tightly. 

Arousal starts to coat your thighs as Agatha takes her strap in her hand, jerking it a bit and moaning before slapping it against your cheek a few times. “I want you to suck my cock. Put that dirty mouth to good use.” You open your mouth to talk back but instead Agatha shoves her strap down your throat causing you to gag. When she moans it that is when you realize that the strap is enchanted. You can feel it pulsing in your throat as you look up at the woman with tears in your eyes. 

Agatha’s hand cups your cheek wiping away the tears that fall. “So pretty when you cry.” She thrust the strap in and out of your throat. Her hand moving from your cheek up to your hair. Gripping harshly and pulling you all the way down on her cock. Your gags fill the room as more tears fall down your face. She leaves you there for what seems like forever before pulling you off. You cough, catching your breath. But she only gives you a short amount of time before she is back to fucking your throat with her strap. The only sounds in the room are of your gags and her moans. “Fuck if your throat feels like this I can’t wait to fuck your pussy.” She groans her hips already become more erratic the longer she thrust. 

Arousal drips out of you, your thighs coated as it slowly drips to the floor. Your mind is already turning to mush as the woman uses you. Her hips are jerking and you think she is about to cum but then her hips come to a stop. Pulling you off of her and pulling you up by your hair. You whimper as your scalp stings her grip tight. You’re soon face to face with the woman but not for long. She waves the restraints away and pushes you back against the door. Her hands moving to the back of your thighs signaling for you to jump. You do as she wants she catches you as you wrap your legs around her waist and she pushes you further into the door. Your chest slightly heaving as your still trying to catch your breath from the brutal throat fucking. 

“God, you're already dripping all over me. Are you so much of a whore that fucking your throat gets you off?” Agatha’s words are condescending. “I-” She cuts you off as she thrust her strap into your waiting hole. You let out a loud moan as she sheaths herself in you. “Mmm fuck.” You groan, your head falling back on the door. She starts a hard and face pace pounding into you. Your mind goes blank as the only thoughts in your head are of her. Her name is already falling from your lips like a chant. 

You hate how embarrassingly fast she is building you up. Perfectly angeling her hips hitting that spot deep inside you as her fingers dig into your hips. Her lips move to meet your neck leaving her mark behind as she pounds into you. You know you will be covered by the end of this. Nipping and sucking along her neck and chest. “Please.” You whimper out the only word your brain can form. “Please what bunny?” She smirks against your skin. She knows exactly what you want but why not toy with you a little more. 

You struggle to find the words. Her hips jackhammering into you erratically and you can tell she is just as close as you are with your walls clamping around her tightly. “Pl-please wanna cum.” You have more tears in your eyes. You try and look down at the woman begging with your tear stained face. Your arms wrapped around her back as your nails dig in leaving angry red lines in their wake. 

“Cum with me.” Agatha pecks your lips. With a few more thrust her hips stutter and you can feel a warm sticky fluid filling you up. You cry out as it triggers your own orgasm. Coating her strap in your juices as she continues to fuck into you. But she doesn’t stop there she continues to pound into you intent on keeping her promise to show you just how much she can make you cum. “Oh fuck!” You gasp. Her hips continue to drill into you faster if that was even possible. 

Agatha kissing your neck and mumbling against your skin. “This pretty little pussy is mine. No one can have you. No one can touch you, not even you. You understand me, little girl?” She grunts with every thrust. You shake your head, pleasure clouding your mind as your second orgasm nears. “I’m going to fill this pussy over and over again. All mine.” She is like an animal claiming her prey as she bites down hard on your neck. You cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. Your orgasm unexpectedly washing over you as you cum again all over her strap. Your body arching, pressing your chest against hers as your legs shake around her waist. If she wasn’t holding you against the door you know you would be on the floor. She moans, feeling you cum again following soon after. “Mine. My little breeding bitch.” Her fingers dug in more.

You expect Agatha to slow down but she doesn’t. She continues her pace. You’ve lost count of how many orgasms you have had. Your neck and chest marked with reddish purple marks, bruises forming on your hips and thighs and she relentlessly fucks you. Your cheeks are tear stained and you’ve become a drooling whimpering mess. She fills you up again but this time when you’ve come down her hips still leaning her forehead against your shoulder. Both of you panting heavily and bodies glistening with sweat. You have no idea how she is still holding you up like this but you're too dumbed down to really care. 

When your breathing finally evens out a bit she shifts causing you to whimper. You're so overstimulated as the strap still buried inside of you moves. “Too much.” More tears stream down your face. But you can see a flicker of desire and that primal need to fill you once again. 

Agatha carries you over to the back of the couch. Her strap slips out, making you whimper more. She places you down and your legs would have given out if it weren’t for her hold on your waist. She quickly turns you around pushing your upper body over the back of the couch. “No more.” You whimper out. “Come on, bunny, just one more for me. I need to make sure you're full of me.” Her fingers trace your red puffy pussy all of your combined juices leaking out down your legs. You squirm at her actions. Your body is telling you no but your mind is begging for more. Just like she knew you would. “Okay.” Your weak voice comes out. 

That is all Agatha needs to shove her strap back into your hole. Still somehow so tight even after all the orgasms she has pulled out of you. She pulls your hands behind your back holding onto your wrist using them as leverage to pound into you. You’re both so sensitive that your orgasms are building quickly. She leans over still rutting into you and whispers in your ear. “What would mommy dearest think seeing her little girl getting fucked into oblivion but her enemy. What if I get you pregnant with my child? Poor mommy would be so mad, wouldn’t she?” Your mind reels at her words you love your mom more than anything and would never want to do anything to hurt her. But in this moment you feel so good and fucked out that all you can do is nod. 

Agatha darkly chuckles as she stands back up her hips already jerking as she comes close to filling you up again. If her spell works right you will be pregnant with her child by the end of the night. She will get her revenge on Wanda and destroy her perfect little family. Smirking at the thought of how your mother will react when she finds out you're pregnant and when she finds out just who the other parent is. Her thrust becomes rougher and digging her nails into the skin of your wrist. Her plan unfolding perfectly with as she fucks into you. So pretty and perfect the perfect puzzle piece to her plan. But even after this she thinks she will keep you. You're too perfect and pliable to let go to waist on some stupid girl. 

Agatha’s free hand reaches under your body, snaking her fingers down to your swollen clit. Pressing into it hard and pinching. You cry out form her actions but you push back none the less, helping to fuck yourself back on her strap. The pleasure is borderline painful as you become way too overstimulated. You can’t hold out much longer as Agatha toys with your clit pounding into your soaked pussy. A mix of whimpers and moans leaving your lips as grunts leave Agatha’s. 

All at once your body shakes under her. Your walls are squeezing her strap tight as you cum hard. Squirting everywhere making a mess of yourself and Agatha. She moans as your cum squirts out of you, vigorously pounding into you and circling your clit until she is emptying her load into you. Black spots start to invade your vision as Agatha rides you both through your highs. Soon the spots expand and your vision goes black and your body goes limp under her. Agatha slows to a stop before pulling out of your still spasming hole. Taking a minute to admire the cum leaking out of your gaping hole. 

Agatha picks up your limp body moving around the couch and laying you down. With a flick of her wrist you're cleaned up and so is she. She leaves your form naked admiring her handy work. She leans down next to your sleeping body. Placing her hand gently on your stomach, magic flowing through her fingers. She smiles when she feels it. Her plan worked. You’re pregnant with her child. She leans down kissing your head as her thumb rubs gently over your stomach. You’re now hers forever. 

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[marilynthornhilllover]

For kinkmas Agatha Harkness smut please 🫣

Kinkmas fanfic: #4

Good girl

Agatha harkness x fem!reader

Warning: arguing, relationship problems, hurtfull words, indecent language,Agatha being mean and full of shit,smut, fingering, Cummings, make up sex, praise kink, mommy kink if you squint, slight overstiumlation.

The elevator dinged as you arrived on the main floor of your wife's company. You held your phone in one hand and her lunch in the other. Agatha had an unexpected important meeting to attend early this morning which caused her to rush out of the house with an empty stomach - obviously that does no one any good especially when they have a long day ahead.

So you promised her you'd bring her lunch about an hour before you head off to work, that way you'd eating lunch with her but it'd be breakfast for you. You walked up to the lady at the front desk with a polite smile.

" hi good morning! This isn't really my thing, showing up at a office so early but I'd like to see Ms harkness please" you spoke as you placed your bag on the counter. The lady smiled and nodded as she picked up the phone and dialed a number, she waited a while before dialing again. She sighed as she placed the phone back down in its holder.

" sorry ma'am but I'm afraid Ms.harkness is busy and probably can't answer the phone right now" she spoke firmly but her tone of voice showed no attitude or rudeness. You pouted as you looked around the room for another option before the lady spoke up again.

" If you tell me your name I can give you a security pass and you just go up" You turned to her with a huge grin and nodded.

" I'm y/n harness, her wife I'm just here to drop off her lunch and i'll be staying a while" the lady let out a small "oh" as she returned your smile.

" Well I suppose you can go up" you gaved her a small smile before picking up your belongings and reentering the elevator. The ride was long yet so short. With a soft ding again the doors opened and you stepped out into the huge work room where everyone was either standing, walking around or sitting clicking away at their keyboards trying to get whatever work that was assigned finished.

You turned a couple heads as you walked down the isle to your wife's office. You stopped in your tracks as you saw Agatha emerge from her office with her phone at her ear and her laptop in hand. You quickly walked up to her as she entered an empty conference room, where her meeting will be held later.

You knocked on the door to announce your arrival as you entered. She turned to face you and gestured for you to close the door.

" what do you mean you'll be here in an hour?! - no I don't give a shit if your taxi broke down!..... look be here in 20 minutes tops or your fucking fired!" She spoked as she hanged up the phone. If you were being honest if your boss shouted at you like that or didn't even have the courtesy to listen you'd probably only show up to work to give them the middle finger before quitting on the spot, but lucky for you that persons boss just so happened to be your grumpy wife.

She threw her phone onto the desk with a loud thug as she sat and opened her computer.

" what do you want y/n" she asked in a harsh and cold tone, you were a bit taken back to be honest. Even though she was having a rough morning that didn't give her the right to talk to you like shit and that was something you both had agreed on - she promised she'd never do since the last time she did it resulting in you breaking down in tears.

When you didn't respond she looked up at you in rather a aggressive way, it's safe to say if looks could kill you'd be dead. She shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes at you, her way of telling you to speak up or get lost.

" you need to drop that attitude, and plus give that poor guy a chance if his taxi broke down his taxi broke down-" she slammed her hands on the desk making you jump as she held the bridge of her nose, possibly trying to regain her composure. She wasn't- she wasn't losing her cool with you was she? No, nah, she can't be for real.

" look, I don't need anyone making a fool of me and wasting my time and I certainly don't need my pathetic wife showing up at work telling me how to treat my employees because she simply has nothing better to do" you were utterly shocked, your mouth was open and you were positive that your jaw had dropped further than the lost submarine.

The worst part she didn't even look as if she was sorry, or as if she regretted it. She just scoffed at your surprised facial expression and proceeded to type away on her computer.

" here I was bringing you lunch and wanting to have a decent conversation with you wife but no, you have to be a bitch" you placed the lunch in front of her and backed up crossing your arms.

You didn't know what could have upset your wife in such way or what is was you said that could have offended her other than the work bitch that she uses every day but she got up and threw the bowl of food across the table causing it to make a loud crashing sound and making everyone in the office sprint to their feet to see what the commotion was.

All eyes were on the both of you on the other side of the room since the blinds were down and the entire room was made of glass and to make matters worse the room was not sound proof.

" you know what y/n, you can take your ' lunch ' and 'decent conversation' and shove it up your ass" she spoke before walking out of the room and down the hall back towards her own personal office.

" someone get that cleaned up I have a meeting in less than an hour for christ sake!" She shouted before slamming her door making everyone jolt. You were frozen between reality and what just happened. Surely that had to be a dream. She didn't just shouted at you infront of her entire staff, embarrassed you, humiliate you and insulted you. If this situation didn't scream "divorce her!" You didn't know what would. You picked up your bag, carefully not to make the shards of glass of the floor to cut your feet.

You avoided everyone's intense gaze as you walked out. Tears forming as you heard whispers, or maybe it was your imagination, but after what just happened who wouldn't talk. You were beyond embarrassed. You wanted to disappear or worse lock yourself in a closet and survive off ice cream and Gatorade for the rest of your life.

You walked out of the building at the speed of light, not even saying goodbye to the front desk lady. Surly you were the talk of the day now and Agatha sure as hell didn't give a shit. What could have made her reacted like that? You didn't give two flying fucks she owed you a apology.

You got into your car and drived home. To get your mind off things you decided to go to a club with your friends to release some steam, Turing off your phone in the process.

After you arrived back home you saw Agatha sitting on the couch drinking red wine as she was clearly not paying any attention to the movie that was playing on the TV. As the door opened and closed her eyes flicked up to meet your gaze. You scoffed as you placed your bag down onto the kitchen counter as you began to take off your shoes and jacket. She should be lucky you even spared her a glanced, if you could ignore her entire fucking existence you most definitely would.

Agatha got up and placed her wine glass down on the coffee table as she slowly approached you. A rather apologetic look plastered across her face.

" y/n darling can we talk about what-" you pushed passed her not allowing her to finish her sentence as you made your way into your shared bedroom, her following you like a lost puppy.

" talk about what Agatha? That your full of shit or how you humiliated my infront of almost hundred people. which should we first talk about?" She looked down bitting her lip before she looked back into your eyes that were on fire with several different emotions. Sadness being the most evident one, she could tell that you were hurt by her actions today and that whatever she says now can potentially add to your pain.

" I just wanna apologize for the way i-" again you allowed her no time to speak.

" apologize for what! Don't apologize babe I don't want you to bruise your perfect ego" you scoffed as you slammed the door to the bathroom in her face locking it in an instant.

" fucking unbelievable" you muttered under your breath. She knocked on the door several times but you continued to un dress and do you regularly night time routine. After taking a shower you wrapped your towel around your body and went out to see her sitting on the edge of the bed looking altruistic.

" please my love, let me atleast tell you why -"

" why you threw my bowl of food across the room and told me to shove it up my ass?" You sarcastically asked huffing putting your hands on your hips. That was your signature defense stance. With that she stood to be feet and tried approaching you but you took a step back. She sighed as she spoke up again.

" Yes would you stop interrupting me and let me fucking apologize?"

" I don't need your fucking apology" you shouted, tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

" Yes you do because I can see that your hurt and what I did was wrong"

" wow, the egoistic bitch actually gives a shit about people, one including her wife" you scoffed as you walked towards your closet.

" Oh my lord y/n what is wrong with you" she acquired.

" leave me alone" you replied.

" let me-" she tried grabbing your arm as you walked pass her put you pulled it away.

" you keep saying let you apologize just talk!"

" I can't if you keep cutting me off mid sentence!"

" Well too bad, and sleep in the guest room" you said as you slightly shivered from the amount of tension that had built up over time. You looked up at her and you could tell she was in distress just as much as you were and maybe infact you were being a bit self-centered by not letting her apologize.

Agatha sighed as her will power to try to apologize died, she scoffed as she watched you take off the Towel and slowly put on your underwear, her eyes couldn't help to linger on your boobs and your fleshly shaved cunt and the small curves of your body.

" let me apologize using a different method then" she spoke in a low, sultry tone making you shiver as you made eye contact with her in the mirror, her eyes were suddenly darkened with lust and utterly desire as she made her way towards you from behind. She wrapped her arms around you as her lips found your neck in a slow opened mouthed kiss. You fought the moan that wanted to surpass your lips as you turned around to face her, her hand placement never changing.

" fine, if you can make me feel good in ten minutes i'll let you off but you have to apologizeto me i front of your staff, if not your sleeping in the guess room and your ordering take out tonight and your still gonna apologize to me in front of your staff" you said as your looked into her beautiful determined brown eyes. Your wife bit her bottom lip as she studied you for a moment before replying.

" baby you and I both know I can make you cum in five minutes tops" she husked, as she gently pushed you down on the bed. You chuckled at her playfulness as she sinfully smirked at you as she teasingly removed your underwear not ignoring the already wet patch that was presented before her eyes. She kissed in between your thighs as she maintained intense eye contact with you.

" so pretty my love" she cooed as she used her finger to move your arousal around, pushing her finger through you wet slit. You threw back your head against the pillows as you tried your best to not give her the privilege of hearing you moan so soon. Agatha was indeed very skilled with her mouth and hands and truth be told you weren't sure if you were going to last very long. She gently pushed your thighs up towards your chest as she leaned down and softly kissed your clit, gently pulling it and releasing it with a pop.

" fuck, oh my god" you moaned, you didn't want to give her the satisfactory but you lost all of your self control when it came to how this woman ate your pussy. It was incredible. you whimpered as Agatha makes cat licks up your slit once more before flattening her tongue out against your cunt before enveloping your clit in her mouth making you let out a pornographic moan as your hands immediately flew to her hair.

You whined as your hips stated rocking against her mouth trying to get some more friction before Agatha wrapped her arms around your thighs in a firm grasp pulling you down more so that you could be closer to her mouth. You were slowly losing your sanity as you became more desperate for her.

" good girl, such a good fucking girl, I promise I'll make it up to you sweetie" she spoke against your cunt, as the vibrations ran straight through you making you arch your back and strach your nails against her scalp, making her let out a moan of her own. You could already feel the knot in your stomach being tied,it was just a matter of time before it exploded and it was utterly embarrassing how easy she could get you to cum for her.

" gonna cum sweet girl? Mhm? Your doing so good for me" she mumbled as she sucked harshly on your clit moving her tongue through your folds and slightly entering at your entrance making you cry out. She was a tease and she loved how easily she could have you at her aid.

You plopped yourself up on your elbows to look at her and her gaze immediately flicked up to your tear filled eyes. The pleasure felt too good to be true.

" your gonna cum aren't you?" She chuckled against you when she saw how desperate you looked. It was as if you were stuck between enjoying what she was doing and let her win or play house by holding off your oragsm and making her go over her time limit.

She looked at you dead in the eye as she slowly pushed two fingers into your cunt at the same time. Watching as your eyes roll back and how your face confronts in pleasure as you lay back. She groaned as she felt how your pussy clenched down on her in such a greedy way. She slowly thrusted her fingers in and out of you watching as you tried your best not to ride them. She kissed your mound and your tummy and then your chest area and she picked up her brutal pace, making squelching noises as your moans got louder.

She latched on to one of your breast as her other unoccupied hand gaved the other one attention by twisting and squeezing your sensitive bud.

" Oh God please, Agatha, p-please, I wanna- no" she could feel you trying your hardest to not give into your pleasure rather than to let it absorb you completely. She realsed your nipple with a pop and kissed her way up to your face. She kissed you passionately doing the "barrel" movement with her fingers as she went harder and deeper making your eyes snap out and making you let out a crucial moan. She took the opportunity to push her tongue into your mouth.

You didn't even bother to fight her for dominance you allowed her to completely dominate you, fully submitting to her.

" you know your allowed to cum right? It's not a punishment darling, you have nothing to lose. cum for me please. Make mommy proud." She moaned in your ear as she nibbled on your neck. She curled her fingers in you going faster making you grab onto the bedsheets for dear life as you cummed hard on her fingers.

" FUCK-" you choked on your moan as she kept moving her fingers in and out of you, allowing you some time to come down from your high. You saw little stars floating in your vision as she carefully removed her fingers.

" there she is, such a good girl" she cooed as she licked off her fingers and gaved you a kiss on the cheek.

" so, that's 7 minutes and 34 seconds" she whispered and you chuckled. You turned to look at her with bright eyes.

" 2 minutes late but I still got to see the most beautiful girl in the world cum for me" she whispered and you playfully rolled your eyes.

" I am truly sorry for shouting at you baby girl" she muttered kissing along your jaw line. You hugged her tightly as you rested your head on her chest, listening to her her heart beat as it slowly drived you more into sleep land.

" I love you Agatha" you sighed as you slowly allowed the sleep to take over your body. She giggled at your spent expression and gaved you a little forehead kiss.

" I love you more my little cupcake" she mumbled as she too fell asleep.

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[deapax]

hey cutie!

Could you write a fic where Agatha meets reader by “accident”? Agatha comes into reader’s life fitting perfectly but she was stalking reader since a lot of time. She is very interested in reader but reader doesn’t want a relationship for the moment. Agatha doesn’t know how to deal with rejection, so it could trigger chaos without turning back.

Have a happy day

Watching

Characters: stalker!prof!Agatha Harkness x (21+)fem!reader

Summary: She’d been watching you for months, now it was her turn to take action.

Warnings: 18+ smut, DUBCON, stalking, obsession, strap on use (r receiving), crying, age gap, masturbation (a), vibrator (a), alcohol

A/N: Added some more stuff to it because I needed to write a Professor Harkness story for my sanity but I hope you enjoy :)

You’d had caught her eye the first time you entered her classroom. She didn’t know what it was, that attracted you to her so much, maybe it was the way your hair fell in your face when you copied the things she put on the whiteboard, or the way you laughed with your friends, maybe the way you asked your questions, the way your voice sounded. Whatever it was, it was certainly driving her insane.

She watched you writing down the answers of the test she’d just handed out, unwillingly biting the end of her pencil as she imagined all the things she could do to you. Her heart beating faster when you raised your hand to ask a question. You never questioned the way she stood so close behind you, the way her hand touched your shoulder when she answered your question, and remained standing there in silence for a moment, taking in the scent of your shampoo. When she made her way back to her seat, you couldn’t help but stare at her ass that was swaying with every step, making your mouth water at the sight.

When you met up with your friends after school in your favourite coffee shop and sipped your favourite hot drink, a hot chocolate with a hint of cinnamon and 5 marshmallows, they confronted you with the way your professor acted around you. “Okay but did you notice how she always helps you first? It’s like professor Harkness puts you over everyone else!” “Oh yeah she definitely got a thing for you Y/N. Can’t convince me otherwise.” But you just shook your head, you didn’t believe it. “She’s just being the friendly, kind teacher she always is and always was. There’s nothing special to the way she treats me or anybody else. You guys gotta stop making such a big deal out of nothing.” You rolled your eyes annoying, unbothered by the facts your friends brought up. Meanwhile the older woman was sitting in a corner in the same coffee shop, taking notes of what you ordered and when you went here. Her obsession with you had her writing an entire schedule for you, including school times and subjects, your hobbies and the times you usually met up with your friends.

She’d been watching you for months now, gathered all the information she needed to know you better than you probably knew yourself. She’d even rented the apartment across your bedroom, where she watched you watching your favourite tv shows, changing and sleeping. You knew you had a hidden key under the welcome mat in front of your door, so when she saw you leaving for school and she had called in sick, the woman made her way to your door, taking the key and putting it in the lock, twisting it, smirking when the lock sprung open and let her inside. She knew she had quite some time until you came back so she took her sweet time, rummaging around your private drawers and your closet, taking a few of your panties and stuffed them into her pocket for later use. After a quick time check she knew that it was time to leave, yet the sheer thought of her lying in your bed, maybe covering with some cum stains that you’d sleep on later turned her on so badly that she made her way back to your bedroom, well aware that she’d had to hurry or you’d catch her in the act which honestly just turned her on even more.

She kicked off her boots and got comfy on your bed, closing her eyes to take in the scent of you that was lingering in your bedsheets. As she opened the bottom drawer of your nightstand to check for some more personal items, the pretty pink vibrator you used during lonely nights caught her eye. She shouldn’t, she knew it, yet she did. The older woman took it out of drawer, running her fingers over silicone before licking a line up the shaft in expectation to get at least a tiny hint of what you tasted like. The more disappointed she got when she noticed that you’d cleaned way too well. Her hand wrapped around the end of the toy while she got rid of her pants and panties, slowly running it through her very wet folds, whimpering your name softly as she pushed past her entry, letting the toy fill her up. Her free hand now reached to grab your pillow, her back arching and her eyes closed as she imagined it was you fucking her, the imagination making her thrust the toy at an incredible fast pace, chasing her orgasm. “Fuck, Y/N, that’s right, keep going baby, mommy’s so close!” The quicker she went the wetter your bed got, the toy already covered in her juices as she moaned your name like you could hear her. She was so very close to her orgasm as she heard the key twisting in the lock of your door, making her shoot up immediately, putting on her pants and kicking the wet toy under your bed before opening the window and making her way out of it before you could catch her.

When you entered your apartment everything seemed as usual, you set down your bag and took off your jacket before entering your bedroom, frowning as you found your made bed so messed up, a dark wet spot pooling in the middle of it. Immediately you blamed your cat, what else would it be? Groaning you changed your sheets when you noticed the purple wet thong on the floor. That definitely wasn’t yours, and you couldn’t remember one of your hook ups wearing any of that, especially because it still felt damp. With two fingers you carried it to the trash, throwing it away, trying to ignore it. Agatha, who was taking pictures of you from her apartment, let out a soft sigh of relief, glad that you were too innocent or dumb to put 1 and 1 together.

She knew she’d had to get rid of the vibrator in your room before you caught on it. Luckily today was Friday, a quick look at her notes told her that you were in for a party with your friends tonight. Which gave her the options to either sneak back into your apartment or participate in the party. She wasn’t too old to have fun just yet, so she chose lastest.

You took your sweet time getting ready, putting on a tight black cocktail dress, wearing your favourite red lingerie underneath as you knew this night probably wouldn’t be much different than your usual party nights. You’d talk to a girl, get invited home, end up in bed with her and wake up to leave before the chosen girl awoke in the morning. I’d always been like that, you just weren’t quite the type for relationships just yet. Of course Agatha knew your procedure, she’d been watching it from afar since weeks now, parking her car in front of the girl’s house, filming you and taking picture to masturbate to later. Tonight Agatha’s was wearing her favourite suit she used to wear in class, a white blouse with a blue cotton blazer and some matching pants, because she had caught you staring at her a little too long quite a few times, just that she added a little something extra this time.

Your friends picked you up in the evening, driving to the club whilst Agatha drove a few meters behind you, making sure you walked in first before she entered the club a few minutes later. You were already sipping on your first drink, talking to another girl, generally having a good time. Your professor chose a drink herself, to get her moving to the music as she watched you from across the room for around an hour. When you left your friends to have another drink you noticed a hand on your hip, immediately leaning into the touch as you expected it to be the girl, but when you heard her voice your blood froze. “I’ll pay for that one if you don’t mind.” She offered, smiling when she noticed you leaning into her a little more before you pulled back and turned around.

“Miss Harkness?!” You didn’t believe your eyes when you saw the very well known woman standing in front of you, offering you a drink. She didn’t wait for you to answer as you seemed to have lost your voice, instead she simply paid and handed you the drink. “Come on now don’t act all surprised, I’m not too old to have fun now am I? Or is it considered uncool to be partying in the same club as your professor?” Well it certainly was something you wouldn’t like your friends to find out as you feared that this would just add up to the rumours and you didn’t need that. “Can you please just stay quiet, I don’t need the other to see or hear you. Look I’m sorry, I don’t intend to be rude but I am not planning on spending my evening with my professor that I see 5 days a week. I’m sorry. But uh, thanks for the drink I guess.” You said quickly, taking the glass and making your way back to your friends, apologising for the delay before continuing to dance and chat, here and then sipping your drink.

The rejection didn’t sit well with Agatha, you were obviously playing hard to get and she was ready to play your game. She wasn’t going home alone tonight. Professor Harkness was a patient woman, she watching you sipping one drink after another, noticing that walking and talking started becoming hard for you, which indicated that now was the right time for her to surprise you. As you made your way to the restroom to touch up your make up you didn’t notice the woman slipping in with you. When you looked up at the mirror you saw her stand behind you, her hands on your waist, her lips on your neck. It took you a moment to realise what was happening, your smile faded when her hands moved to unbuckle her leather belt she was wearing, pulling her pants down just a bit to let her big strap out of her panties, pressing against your ass. “Told you to leave me alone miss Harkness. W-what are you doing?” You couldn’t help but moan softly at the kiss and the hard faux cock pressing against you, causing you to slowly grind against her in your foggy state of mind. “Here’s what’s gonna happen now baby, we’ll go to a stall, you get on your knees and suck me off. Then you’ll tell your friends you’re leaving, you get in my car, I drive us home and I’ll fuck the shit out of you just how you always wanted it.” It was more a statement than a question, she dragged you over to a stall and pushed you down on your knees, a hand full of your hair in her hand as she pulled you closer, the veiny strap pressing against your lips. “Come on baby, I know you want it. Ive seen the way you looked at me. Tell me, who did you think of when you fuck your filthy pussy with your vibrator every night? Don’t lie, I’ve watched you every single time. God I’ve cum so many times along with you, you made my legs shake without even touching me baby. Come on, be a good girl for mommy.”

You were overwhelmed with the situation, you knew it was wrong but she was right, she really did make your fantasies come true in that very moment. In your state of mind you had no chance to reject her again, you were already dripping wet simply by her words. “Thought of you taking me with your strap..” You mumbled before taking the toy in your mouth, making sure to give Agatha a nice show, her eyes on hers as you hollowed your cheek as if she could really feel it. Agatha’s cheeks turned red as she saw you being so obedient and eager for her, yet she pulled your head deeper on the toy causing you to gag. “It’s too big mommy, I can’t-“ But she just helped you moving your head up and down the toy, ignoring your whines. “Ye stop can baby, you know mommy will make it fit. You’re gonna take it like the good girl you are for me.” She was moaning, a sound that made your core tingle immediately. You hadn’t expected that sleeping with your professor would feel so right, yet so wrong at the same time. Once she was satisfied and the toy all wet she stuffed it back into her pants, pulled you up and pinned you against the restroom wall, kissing you deeply, her tongue pushing past your lips without a warning. You tried to keep up with her but she kissed you so hungrily like she’d been starving for your kisses, which in fact she really had been. Eventually she slapped your ass, pushing you out of the restroom stall before leaving to get to her car, trusting you to follow behind as you suddenly seemed quite consent with everything she did to you.

You said your goodbyes to your friends before you made your way out of the club and over to the parking slots. The older woman was sitting behind the steering wheel of a white mustang, honking to get your attention. Quickly you went inside, Agatha’s hand immediately wrapped around your thigh, her fingertips running along your skin underneath your dress, as she drove to her house. “Wear something looser the next time and no panties, could fuck you with my fingers while going home. God you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.” She almost moaned as she clearly went over the speed limit, eventually pulling up in the driveway.

No matter how badly she wanted you, she still took her time to open the car door for you and picked you up, carrying you inside her quite big house, the lights turning themselves on as she entered the hallway, closing the door behind her. As soon as the door fell shut behind her she pinned you against the door and her own body, kissing you hungrily as she made quick work with the zipper on your dress, pulling it down impatiently. Her hands roamed your body and somehow you started enjoying feeling her hands on your skin and your lips in your own, moaning out her name as she ripped off your favourite lingerie. Once you’ve been stripped completely she picked you up once again and headed straight to her bedroom, throwing you onto the queen sized soft bed while she stepped out of her suit, leaving nothing but her big strap on around her hips. As she approached you, you spread your legs almost automatically, putting your head down in her pillow that smelled just like her, taking in her scent while she positioned herself between your legs.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful underneath my body, baby. Much better than I could’ve ever imagined and trust me I’ve imagined this a lot.” And you believed every single word she said, nothing really took you by surprise anymore. After all you were about to be fucked by your professor, something you didn’t even dare to dream of. “Gonna fill you up so good and you’re gonna take it so well like the good little slut you are for me.” With that she thrusted her hips forward, letting your hole suck her in completely, pulling a soft cry from your lips as she started pounding into you roughly, her hands gripping the headboard of her bed while yours gripped her pretty white sheets. The older woman moaned out softly when the bottom of the strap pressed against her clit, making her feel just as good as she was making you feel. Your mouth was shaped like an O as you restlessly let out sweet little moans every time she hit the back of you, causing a little bulge on your stomach. “That’s my pretty little thing, look at you taking me so deep you can even see my cock right here.” She smirked, encouraged by the view she had of your beautiful smeared make up, and picked up her speed even more, the sound of skin hitting skin breaking the silence. You buried your head in her pillows, trying to stiffly her moans but she just wrapped her hand around your throat, making you look at her while she fucked you restlessly. Very soon you felt the knot in your stomach tightening and by the way the woman was starting to wine as well you could tell she was just as close. “Need you to cum with me okay baby? ‘M so very close.” She whined loudly, desperately fucking into you again and again until she cried out softly along with you, both of you cumming hardly, causing her to slow down and pull out, watching your cum drip down your thighs.

Agatha didn’t give you much time to recover, instead she dove right into your pussy, burying her tongue inside you as she cleaned you from your arousal, moaning at the taste she’d been craving for so long. Once she’d found you clean enough she laid down on her back and lifted you onto her, positioning you over her strap before sinking you down on it. Your head was still spinning from the alcohol and first orgasm when you found yourself filled to the brim once again. “Ride me.” It was a short and easy command but it took you maybe a little too long to realise what she wanted from you. Soon two strong hands wrapped around your waist, guiding you up and down while you moved along, her hips pushing up and down in the rhythm. “Please it’s too much, I’m too sensitive I can’t!” Salty tears started running down your red cheeks as you shook your head, but her hands were to strong and simply kept moving you the way she wanted it. “Yes you can baby, let me do the thinking for you okay?” Gently she ran her hand over your cheek to wipe your tears, yet not stalling her movements. “You’re already making me wet with your arousal sweetie, that means your body wants it right? I know you’ve been dreaming of me fucking you like this since ages. So why don’t you just close your eyes and enjoy?” And you did, you closed your eyes once you’d calmed down and allowed her to speed up her movements, both of you moaning almost in sync. After a while you actually found yourself enjoying the way she took care of you, the way she made you feel so damn good like no one ever did before. You found yourself close to the edge after a few more minutes, and came into her strap once again. Panting you laid down on the older woman’s chest, who was gently running her fingers over your back, the strap still buried inside your pussy where it’d stay during the night. “You’re okay baby, you did so very well for me. Shh.. go to sleep. You’re gonna need that energy for tomorrow. There’s so many more things I want to do to you before class.”

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[peach-and-bugs]

With the new promo video for coven of chaos or dark hold diaries or whatever they settle on, I think it might be high time I revisit passing notes BUT WE’LL SEE!!! College takes priority, as always and I’m trying very hard to stay enrolled after changing my degree once again

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