CHAPTER SIX :)
Fandom: MCU, Scarlet Widow - Fandom, wandanat - Fandom, Black Widow - Fandom, Scarlet Witch - Fandom
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Wanda Maximoff/Natasha Romanov, WandaNat - Relationship, Wanda Maximoff/Clint Barton friendship, Scarletwidow - Relationship, Scarlet Witch/Black Widow, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson
Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Natasha Romanoff, Scarlet Witch, Black Widow, Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Clint Barton Is a Good Bro, BAMF Natasha Romanov, Wanda Maximoff Needs a Hug, Lesbian Wanda Maximoff, Black widow is a softie, Steve Rogers Is a Good Bro, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Does What He Wants, Wanda Maximoff does what she wants
Sometimes people don’t give in to what they need, what they want, or what they perhaps deserve. Natasha Romanoff is one of those people. Stubborn to the end, but Wanda is stubborn enough to push her over the edge. Clint is perhaps crazy enough to help.
Kiss Me More
summary: you share a room with Wanda during college, after a night of drinking, the true nature of your feelings surface.
word count: 1,100
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Wanda Maximoff, you could sigh at just the thought of the pleasant girl. She was perfect in many ways; although you'd never dare to let your feelings slip past your lips, you certainly felt it. You didn't know Wanda for long, but you grew pretty fond of the young woman in the short time you spent with her. She was sweet; it never failed to make your heart skip a beat at the kindness she showed you.
Her smile was friendly, just as her eyes. You felt comfortable under her gaze; you couldn't remember the last time you felt so warm before. You glanced back down at your textbook, trying to focus on the book that laid in front of you. "We need to focus; our final exam is tomorrow." She chuckled lightly, her gaze snapping away from you in an instant. Despite all the feelings you had for the woman, you knew she was extremely straight, like painfully straight. Wanda radiated heterosexual energy as much as it pained you; you respected it and never wanted to make things awkward by overstepping your boundaries.
"I don't care about this exam." she groaned, shutting her book quickly and throwing herself back into your bed. "Wanda," you whined, causing her smile to resurface as she peeped open an eye to look at you. "Let's take a break." She tried; you let out a sigh before shutting your textbook and set it on your nightstand. If wanda wanted a break, you were more than happy to give her exactly what she wanted, even if it could result in you flunking your exam.
It didn't take long before Wanda snatched out a bottle of some whiskey that was hidden away in her dresser. "We have to be up early," you muttered as she drank directly from the large bottle. Wanda shrugged, passing you the bottle that you took reluctantly. She watched with a smile as you brought it up to your lips and gulped at the potent alcohol. You hissed lightly, passing it back to her as your face contoured into a look of disgust.
You watched as she took another sip, her face staying blank as if she was only drinking water. "You're an alcoholic." you teased as she stared at you, licking the droplets that remained on her lips. It was such a sight to see; it made your chest burn, and your heart felt like it could burst from your chest. You shifted slightly, snapping your face away from your friend to stare down at your hands instead. "I just know how to have fun." her voice was thick, which made you shiver; oh my god, that voice could do so many things to you.
"Unlike you, miss 'I can't go out; I need to study." you gasped dramatically, ripping the bottle from her hands and sipping on it once more. "I know how to have fun." you protested; she let out a soft laugh when you nearly gagged.
"Yeah? Show me." the woman inched closer to you, causing your breathing to hitch; her eyes burned into yours as she crawled over to you on the bed. You weren't sure how to respond or what to do, and It made Wanda smile lightly. She thought her statement was pretty straightforward; Wanda felt she made it obvious what she wanted you to do, but you seemed to be more confused than ever, so she only chuckled, grabbing the bottle quickly and settling back into your bed.
To say you were drunk was an understatement; you were gone, on a completely different planet, but at least you were having fun for once since you got to college. You and Wanda laid in bed staring up at the ceiling blankly before she turned to you, a smile taking over her plump pink lips. You tiled your head back to glance at the woman; her hand came up quickly, brushing away stray that framed your face.
"I'm glad you're my roommate," you confessed after a moment; her smile widened. Her hand moved from your hair to reach against your cheek, caressing your skin lightly, causing a slight hum to slip past your lips.
"I'm happy you're mine too." Wanda's heart cracked at the word; mine. You weren't hers despite her yearn for you; Wanda thought she made it clear that she was into you, but every time she tried to make an advance, it seemed to go over your head completely. She figured you didn't see her that way.
"I can't imagine anyone else being my roommate," you stated, watching as her already red color cheeks turned a deeper shade. "You're so cute." she hummed out, but despite her better judgment, she continued. "If you weren't straight, I'd-"
Your eyebrows fluttered together, confusion settling into your expressions. "what? I'm not straight." you confessed; you knew that you'd never utter since a thing out when you were sober, but you hardly felt like yourself at the moment, so it was easy to let it fall past your lips. Wanda hummed, taking in her newfound information with care. She wasn't sure what her next steps were or even if she should make a move, but before she could even think about her actions, she leaned forward, catching your lips in a soft kiss. You gasped lightly when the impact of her lips made contact with your own.
The kiss was soft and passionate, filled with every word that had never been spoken. It felt like your whole body was set on fire; you could hardly breathe as your hands cupped the woman's cheeks, reeling her closer to you, which resulted in your bodies molding together. Wanda broke away from the kiss when she needed to catch her breath; a smile was plastered on her wet lips as your eyes fluttered open.
Your fingers were careful as you caressed her cheeks, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to her lips. "We have that exam in the morning." you pointed out when wanda tried to deepen the soft kiss. She let out a groan, letting her head fall back on your pillow. "You and this exam." she huffed, causing a smile to tug at your lips, leaning down to press a kiss to the wanda's forehead.
Wanda hummed lightly; her arms moved to hold you firm against her chest; you nuzzled into her, sighing at the realization that you finally had everything you wanted. You couldn't be happier even with the fact that you were most likely to turn in the worst exam of your life tomorrow.
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