I forgot I wrote for subby Wanda 😐 HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT SWEET BABY SUBBY WANDA?!?! A crime. Jail for this.
Addictive
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Word Count: 1,029
Summary: Y/n is addicted to making her girlfriend moan and she’ll do anything to drag as many different kinds of moans from her as she can.
Warnings: Smut, minors DNI, this fic is NOT for you. Edging, fingering, Mommy kink, over stimulation, begging, subby Wanda
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“How does that feel, Honey?” You ask the brunette sitting between your legs, mumbling the words right next to her ear while you glide your lips across her jaw.
Wanda’s body pushes back against you, her back molding into your front. A whimper passes through her lips.
“It feels good.” She pants, gripping at your thighs for dear life. You’d told her not to move, saying you’d leave the restraints for today as long as she behaved herself. She’d agreed of course, desperate to prove how much of a good girl she could be for you.
“Yeah?” You tease, smirking into the skin of her neck.
The drag of your fingers against Wanda’s walls is driving her to a desperation she’s not sure she’s ever felt from such soft, languid touches.
Your fingers work her open at a damn near torturous rate, so slowly she’s not entirely sure she isn’t being punished for something. If it weren’t for the praise you whisper in her ear and the soft kisses you trail across her skin she’d know for sure this is a punishment.
A punishment that has her moaning deeply, her limbs staining to keep themselves still, fighting against the urge to take your wrist to fuck herself faster with you fingers or close her thighs around you hand, trapping it in place so she can fuck into them.
“Please.” She whines, just barely resisting the urge to buck her hips into your fingers.
You want to laugh at her plea, want to wrap your hand around her neck and mock her for being such a needy baby, but you hold it back, instead trailing kisses along her shoulders and wherever you can reach.
She really has no idea why you’re doing this. That you just need to torture her, your sweet little baby. Need to hear her whine and moan and beg for you, need to feel her squeeze around your fingers and the twitch of her thighs while she fights against herself to keep them open.
“Shhh, baby.” You whisper, pushing your fingers into her dripping hole again, making sure you curl them against her sweet spot just to feel her hips buck the tiniest bit. “Just feel for me.”
You bring your other hand down to rub slow, gently strokes over her clit, adding just enough pleasure to push her into the realm of madness.
“Please, Y/n. Please, baby. I’ll do anything just make me cum.” She’s babbling now, her words coming out fast and desperate, almost incoherently so.
Her begging is like a drug to you, so adorable, like the sweetest music to your ears and so, so addictive. You almost want to give in just from hearing them. Give her exactly what she wants, what she craves.
But your need to torture her takes over, that coniving part of you making itself known, especially now that she’s dripping onto your fingers.
You just need to hear her beg some more, just a little more and you’ll give her the tiniest bit of relief. You need it, more than you need the air in your lungs right now. But you need more. She’s not desperate enough yet, not begging the way you need her to.
“Call me Mommy, baby.” You order the witch, feeling her walls flutter around you at the words and a borderline pornographic moan falls from her lips. “Go on sweet girl, I know you want to. Call me mommy while I fuck you with my fingers.”
“Oh fuck.” Wanda gasps, a shot of arousal shoot through her at the honorific. “Please, Mommy.”
God, she sounds amazing. Moaning and whining like that. A desperate little mess for you. She’s just perfect. The perfect little whore for her Mommy.
And the way she cries out when she calls you Mommy, the way her thighs shake and her walls flutter around your fingers. It’s enough to drive a person to insanity.
“Again baby. Moan for me. Tell Mommy how good she’s making you feel.”
“So good, Mommy” She all but slurs, leaning her head back to rest on your shoulder and arching her back in an attempt to get you deeper. “Your fingers feel so good inside of me- oh fuck- please.”
Wanda’s desperation is pushing her to the point of tears, you can hear it the way her voice shakes. You should feel bad for her, should want to show her some mercy, but all you can think about is how cute she’ll look when she cries for you.
She’s so wet that her arousal is dripping from your hand onto the bed sheets, making a mess beneath her. You don’t mind though, she looks pretty when she’s a dripping mess.
Your fingers push into Wanda again, this time reaching further inside her, making her buck her hips up into your hand.
You think about reprimanding her, maybe having her sit pretty on a pillow with a vibe stuffed inside her. But then you hear how prettily she moans when she fucks herself on your fingers.
God she has to know about your weakness for her moans, how you’d do anything for her, just to hear them over and over again, like your favorite song left on loop for days on end.
So you let it slide, allowing the witch to move her hips, knowing that if she got too close to the edge you’d just pull your fingers away from her.
“Are you close, pretty girl?” You ask, smirking to yourself when you see her nod enthusiastically in response. "You wanna come, sweetheart?"
"Yes, Mommy. Please, l’m so close." Wanda moans, leaning more into you and bucking her hips against your hands. “Feels so good.”
“Aww, angel.” You coo, fucking into her harder while also keeping the same pace, making the girl between your legs cry out in pleasure.
Wanda’s eyes roll to the back of her head, her back arching as they do. She moans profanities in a language you can’t understand.
“No.” You say, removing your hands from her completely.
Wanda’s eyes fly open, her lips parted in shock as she looks at you for an explanation.
“You don’t get to cum until I say so. And Mommy wants to hear you beg some more.”
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A/n - Kinda wanna write a part two if anyone is interested, also I was half asleep writing this so please ignore any mistakes
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it's all good, I understand work can be a pain in the ass, and I'm happy I could do this for you.
I can't really think of any specifications for the commission I asked for sorry, well except for my name of course, which is Elizabeth, and I would like her nickname for me to be Ellie.
That's all I can think of at the moment, sorry.
Work is sometimes kicking my ass a lil too much, I pulled my back in work, fixed it, fell over something in work and then repulled it. I almost cried.
But anywayssss, that’s okay if you can’t think of anything specific you want in it atm you can take your time to figure it out :)
I kinda just need a few bits before I can get started with it like, what character the letter is from, what the overall vibe of the letter is (comfort, fluff, angst etc) and like if you want any specific reason for the letter or if you want I can make it up :)
Completely up to you love, I just wanna be able to give you the kind of fic you want :)
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