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You Belong…

Wanda Maximoff x FemPlusSize!Reader

Wanda Maximoff x Vision

Natasha x Reader x Yelena (Sisters)

Warnings: Red Room/Dreykov mentioned, alluded to past homelessness, Insecurities/Nervous stutter, unwanted male advances, Violence!!, Jealousy.

Chubby/Round Belly/Stretch Marks(non offensive, but warning anyways in case it’s not a positive for you 💋)

The insecurity warning isn’t really drawn upon by the reader’s size. Words like “chubby” were used as a descriptor, and I hope that’s not taken negatively because personally I find no shame in the term.

This one was a test of writers block for me, thank Halsey for being able to focus me 😂. I reread this one like 5 times in fear that parts seemed lazily strung together, I hope you all enjoy ❤️💋

10.6k words

Fluff times infinity, with the briefest moments of angst. Wanda’s heavily riding the simp train 💋.

Minors DNI! | 18 +

Smut: Choking, Teasing, Fingering(With rings 😉), Oral, Nipple stimulation/Food play, Strap-Penetration/Riding, Overstimulation/Hyperventilation (W) Nipple/Clit Stimulation, Magic: Phantom penetration, Daddy(R)

"Yelena, this is the last time I'm helping you with Valentina, you know how much I do not approve of your endeavors.," the blonde snorts, "Y/N Y/L/N, I do not need your help, I only acquire it because if I didn't you'd stay in our damn apartment all day long, and that's just not healthy, you need the fresh air too." You roll your eyes because the blonde literally set you up in an enclosed, abandoned building., "Yelena, I do all my hacking from home, it's called efficiency, and my work doesn't usually involve violence and death.," Yelena scoffs., "Well mine gets bad guys off the streets, a bit unconventional sure, but just as efficient."

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"Yeah, yeah... I found your target, he's at a restaurant just up the street, and if these texts are correct he'll be headed to the Avengers compound next..." You pause, going over the information you'd pulled up, and find yourself confused., "Yel, are you sure he's a bad guy? If my sources are correct, which they are, he's —." The clearing of one's throat cuts your findings off., "A former shield agent turned well known Avenger who's now on track to retiring, he's a husband and father of three, oh, and the best friend of the one and only Natasha Romanoff."

You smile at the sound of the familiar voice, "Natty!," she chuckles as she catches you, and to your forever shock she spins you around., "Privet moy dragotsennyy angel.," she greets then settles you down with a kiss to your forehead, followed up by a glare sent Yelena's way., "Privet moy malen'kiy zasranets."

(Hello my: precious angel / little shit)

"What are you doing here sestra? It's such a pleasure." Yelena condescends, plopping down into your spinny chair as she flips her off., "Well, I'd been celebrating at my dear friends retirement dinner when I got news that a pair of assassins had been hired to take him out. You groan, "Natasha, I'm not an assassin..." and she deadpans., "You were raised with us in the redroom, and you're helping Yelena to find her hits, so really, you are one by all accounts." You sigh, then move over to help Yelena glare at her., "Why do you help her anyways?"

"Because, she needs to get out of the house!" You scoff, "Because Yelena is a codependent little shit, and can do nothing without me!" Natasha smirks at your correction., "Am not!," Yelena shrieks as she swiftly jumps up to her feet, her finger now pressing into your chest., "Are too! I'd actually leave the house on my own if not for all of your messes left behind."

Natasha humors your little bickering session, honestly, she misses being involved in them. Which is why she's a bit excited to talk to you., "Fine! I will prove it that I can be independent! I'm going home all by myself, and don't worry Natasha your precious Clint Barton is safe.," You hold back your laugh, knowing her truth is simply because you'd just wiped your findings.

"She went the wrong way, huh?" Natasha jests, and you turn to her with a smirk., "Good, I need to talk to you both, but to you first..."

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Natasha stares over at you with wide eyes, wondering if you'll ever stop pacing around., "Y/N, I'm really sorry, but it's truly the best I could do." You stop pacing, pizza slice dangling from your hand as you stare back at your found sister. "Natty, I know, it's just, I don't see how I'd fit in with the whole Avengers squad, you're all so incredibly fit, and are amazing fighter's, and I'm just a half baked assassin with decent hacking abilities."

Sure, you grew up in the red-room, but as soon as your body began to defy the expectations of a widow you'd been tossed aside by Dreykov, the irony of the situation never lost on you. Had it not been for Natasha and Yelena you're certain he would've killed you, but having been drugged and thrown onto the cold streets of Russia with nothing to your name, well, or a name to even begin with, wasn't much better.

Hacking had been your primary focus in the program, you were always at the top of your class, and that was all that kept you alive throughout the rest of your formative years, and therefore most of your early twenties. Eventually, after many years alone, you had managed to track down both of your sisters; it was a bad time when you found them, but after all the fighting it was a joyous reunion for all.

Natasha went back to her life as an Avenger, and you took a freshly free'd Yelena under your wing, allowing her to stay in your spare room, and over time you somehow got dragged into her illegal workings, which had all lead you into this unfavorable moment.

"You're a skilled enough fighter, and really you'd just be our incredibly smart eye candy." Natasha teases with that stupid smirk, and you roll your eyes exaggeratedly as you plop down beside her with a heavy sigh., "Natty, it's just not a good fit, I don't think you've thought this all through.," Natasha sighs, shifting to face you with a much softer gaze, her hand lifting to cup your chubby cheek, and her thumb gently caresses your skin., "I promise I thought it all through angel, I'm bringing Lena on too, and you must know that required a lot of thought."

Natasha settles into the couch as you laugh so freely., "You just need to trust me angel, have I ever led you astray?," you instantly deadpan., "Okay, besides that one time at the bar, you really need to let that go." Natasha sinks into the couch at the resurfaced memory of your psychotic ex that she might've encouraged, or better yet drunkenly shoved at you.

Your incredulous laughter fills the space., "Natty, that psycho still calls me to this day, and I can't keep changing my damn number.," "What's wrong then? You're just that good! Now please, just say yes so I don't have to throw you guys in the slammer.,"

"You're lucky I love you Natalia.," Natasha cheers at your indirect yes, pulling you in for a bear hug that leads into a snuggle session., "See, when you stay at the compound on the rare occasion we'll be able to cuddle!," you giggle, then as you went to tease her for being a softy your apartment door slams into the wall.

"Oh my God! Y/N/N! Did you move the apartment again?!" Natasha looks down at you with furrowed brows and a growing smirk., "No Lena, you just got lost once again.," The blonde scoffs., "I am a spy, I do not get lost." You roll your eyes at the blatant lies, and Natasha clears her throat., "Lena, you have two options, go to jail, or become an Avenger."

Yelena laughs wildly, "Your jail can not hold me Natalia.," her spoon settles into the pot of mac and cheese you made for her, and she then douses it in so much hot sauce that it leaves the redhead holding you beyond speechless., "Yelena, we are Avengers now.," the blonde looks to you with suspicious eyes., "If Y/N is in, then so am I, she kinda needs me to survive."

"Yay! It's settled then my dearest sestras, you'll report to the compound with me tomorrow." Natasha instantly cheers, cutting off the fight before it could pick up, and you give her the satisfaction by taking the higher road, for now anyways...

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Ten months into being an honorary Avenger and you couldn't be settling in any better, the team welcomed you both with open arms, and your wild stories about the normally private redhead had you quickly becoming everyone's favorite. Natasha had a massive soft spot for you so she'd let it slide, especially with how nervous you had been about joining the team.

Tony and you got along the best, he loved the new ammo given to use against Natasha, but even more so he really enjoyed setting up unnecessary barriers for you to crack through. He was in awe to have finally met someone on his intellectual level; he'd make something as simple as making coffee a task for you, so in retaliation one day you'd hacked into Friday.

For an entire week the men of the compound, excusing Bucky, were stunted when the AI was only able to speak in and understand Russian. Tony would manage to crack through a firewall just for another to keep him blocked long enough for you to reinstate the previously broken down one. Had it not been for Fury needing you for a mission one day it would've likely lasted for an indefinite amount of time. He still finds ways to mess with you, but he learned not to mess with your morning coffee, which saved him in the long run, and you too.

Like now, you were currently stood at the machine preparing a handful of thermos's. Today was your first on sight mission since their system was far too advanced for a long distanced hacking. This missions team had included both of your sisters, the Captain, and unfortunately for you, the witch who always left you a stumbling mess whenever she so much as greeted you in the compound kitchen.

Wanda Maximoff, she was the most beautiful woman you'd had the fortune of laying your eyes upon, but you being you made everything beyond awkward, plus she was dating Vision. The first time you'd met her, she introduced herself and shook your hand as was the polite thing to do. In return you stuttered her name back in place of your own, barely managing to meet her hand; she'd chuckled at your state, and offered a smile with eyes that appeared to be filled with pity, it was absolutely mortifying. Over time though the two of you had become good friends, she'd come to your girls nights with your sisters, unfairly worming her way into your heart, leaving you a hopeless mess.

Natasha entered the kitchen to make herself coffee, but then she smiled when she saw you already had, using the bedazzled thermos you made for her with her name and widow logo., "Good morning moy dragotsennyy angel.," she gleefully greets, then quickly spins you around to pull you in for a quick hug before releasing you to jump onto the counter across from you.

"Good morning sestra, did you sleep well?" You ask, then lift the bonus mug full of coffee up to her eye line, and she gratefully takes it., "Yes.," She hums in total satisfaction as the first sip of the preferred bitter drink warms her throat., "Are you ready for the mission?," you nod with a tight lipped smile to accompany, so she settles her now empty mug down to cup your soft cheeks, transferring over the warmth from her hands and you sigh at the simple affection.

"You'll do just fine.," she coos, and you look up to her with eyes full of worry "I know Natty, I'm just worried about all of you, also I'm kind of dead weight if anything were to go wrong." You whine when she pinches your cheeks, her eyes hardening., "Don't start, you're just as capable, shut it down, and be on the jet in ten."

Natasha then leaves the kitchen with her full thermos, running back in just to wink at you, and as soon as she's gone Wanda's entering. "Good morning Y/N/N!!," her smile was as bright as ever when she saw you stood there, and it only grew when you passed her over a new grey thermos covered in dark red glitter., "I-It's supposed to resemble your powers, that's why it's covered in beautiful swirls." you nervously rambled off, avoiding her soft eyes.

Wanda's heart skips a beat when she hears how you utter the word beautiful in comparison to her powers, nobody's ever said something so pure to her, and she's kinda glad it was you. Then when she realizes you made her tea instead of coffee she's near to crumbling, you were just incredibly thoughtful and attentive. Flipping the script she kisses your cheek in thanks, relishing in the warmth of your skin, and your nervous, spluttering thoughts.

"Thank you krasivaya.," She smirks as your eyes widen, and she takes a sip of her drink like nothing had happened., "Care to accompany me to the jet before we're late, and end up receiving the Captain's dreadfully long speech about time management?," you giggle and link your arm with hers, ignoring the way being so close to her makes you feel, and doing your best to keep the doomed butterflies at bay.

Natasha smirks when she hears you and Wanda entering the jet in fits of giggles, then Yelena ruins the moment with her screams as she receives her coffee, the koozie cut into a matching vest a beyond exciting sight for her. When you hand Steve his thermos covered in patriotic peaches he looks to you confused. Yelena's sudden cackling, and the others smirks a sign to him that there was indeed a hidden message, but he overlooks it as he's in mission mode. He thanks you then joins Natasha in the cockpit to get the jet flying.

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"Stay safe!" You shout as they all exit the jet, heading off to raid the Hydra base you just disarmed, and you return to your setup to keep an eye on them through the cameras, helpfully offering them tips through the coms when you see something ahead that they can't.

They'd been doing relatively well, evading the guards, collecting all that they needed; it was honestly beyond your previous expectations, so when Yelena had deviated from the route and found herself cornered you had gasped., "Hello everybody, I'm in a bit of a cucumber.," she whispered into the comms, and you saw her getting thrown around right after.

"Yelena, what are you talking about?" Natasha grunted into her coms, the other three now engaged in a fight of their own, and even if they were available they were a floor up on the East side of the building, and so you were left with only one choice., "Nat, she meant a pickle, and don't you worry, I-I'm on my way right now." Wanda's heart skips and she gasps "What?," Natasha swiftly knocks the man before her down, then shouts into the coms., "Y/N no, stay on the jet, just tell us where she is!"

"I'm capable Nat, remember?," You awkwardly pant into the coms as you'd just been running, kicking the door in you make the short jaunt to your sister, finding her still upright but the clear staggering had you worried., "Yel, move." Hydra men stop to get a look at you, all of them sharing looks before their obnoxious, booming laughter fills the tiny space as Yelena hobbles behind you., "What is this? Your backup?" Yelena sneers, "No! She is just my beautiful sestra! She doesn't believe in violence."

The men smile deviously as your not so smart sister portrays you as incapable, and honestly, that might've been to your benefit as their egos doubled., "Look boys, now we have two woman to take back to the boss man, he'll be thrilled.," You grimace at the underlying meaning in his overtly lust ridden tone, and as they make a move towards you both you get into a fighting stance., "How cute, she thinks she can win.,"

You chuckle, patience having run thin ages ago, and just as one nears you lay him out with a simple kick to his manly hood, but he'd still managed to mar your face., "How rude...," Then you whip out your secret weapon, a loud whirring noise follows, and you vaguely hear Natasha scoff., "Hey, are those my batons?!," In quick succession you slam the electrified sticks into the sides of the other twos necks, then again into their backs and they crumble., "Give me your pistol." Yelena just giggles, you groan but make a quick move to snatch it from her, muscle memory kicks in and you shoot the remaining goon straight through the head without even glancing his way, then for good measure you off the other three.

Yelena looks at you wide eyed, and mouth agape, and you just smirk at her shocked face., "You-You just...," her spluttering is cut off by your cocky response., "Yes Lena, I saved you.," Yelena's face drops into an offended scowl., "Psh! I was just faking them out, I'm so fine." You shrug, "Okay, I'll see you on the jet then."

Yelena freezes, her pride leaving her stuck, because the truth is her legs felt like jello., "Wait! Come back!" She shouts into the coms, you giggle., "Say the words, and I'm yours.," Yelena whispers curses to herself in Russian, "Y/N Y/L/N, please come back, I need you.," She regrets it as soon as she says it, Natasha's inappropriate laughter crosses through the coms., "Ladies! Focus up, and get to the jet!"

The Captain's commands make you groan in annoyance, but you listen and scoop the blonde up, and she happily snuggles into your chest., "I'm sorry you had to leave the jet Y/N/N.," You shush her tired apologies, then cautiously make your way to the jet in relative silence.

You lay her down onto the medical bed, and give her an ice pack as that's all you could really offer her., "You're hurt...," you look over to see your blonde sister pouting over at you. It warms your heart to see her concern, but it's unnecessary, so you wipe her unshed tears., "I'm fine, you though, not so much, get some rest Lena..." and after another minute of her grumbling she gives into the exhaustion.

Once you'd settled down yourself, and your eyes had momentarily closed Natasha was rushing onto the jet in hysterics., "Y/N, oh my gosh, thank God you're okay... Wait, your face, what were you thinking?!" You caught her hands that were slapping at your chest., "Natalia! Knock it off, I was thinking our idiot of a sister was in trouble, and that all of you were too far away to get to her. It's a couple scratches, I got worse from the alley cats on the streets of Russia, stop being such a mom!"

The former assassins face drops at the mention of your time on the streets, but then she's beaming over your outburst., "Well, I guess I was right then, moy dragotsennyy angel was capable.," she then pinches your cheeks for emphasis, laughing boisterously when you shove her away right after. With a quick look back to the witch she turns to subtly wink at you, and you're far too tired to decipher what she's trying to say, especially when you look back to see that Wanda's menacing glare aimed at you. Your eyes were quick to close again, and the shaking of the jet lulls you to sleep.

—

Everyone else already left the jet, but Wanda graciously agreed to stay behind to wake you. She decided to sit and watch you sleep for a bit because the sight of you so peaceful made her incredibly happy. Then she saw the marks on your face, a reminder that you went into the Hydra base, and all the fear it filled her with, so all too suddenly she was making her way over to you without much control.

"Ow...," you groaned, hand flying up to rub at your forehead, your eyes slowly fluttered open to see the beautiful Sokovian woman who you were beyond smitten with staring back at you as if you'd killed her cat, causing you to gulp., "Wands, wh-where's everybody else?"

Ignoring you the woman heads to the back of the jet, magic preventing you from following, so you just sat there rather perplexed until she returned with the first aid kit, and then you couldn't breathe when she straddled your lap. Wanda's lips briefly quirked up when your breath hitched, and just to be a bit bratty she ground herself into you while seeming to be readjusting, and it took everything in you not to moan at the more than welcome sensation.

When she finally looked at you her gaze was back to impassive as she had silently began to clean up your eyebrow with some antiseptic. "Wa-Wands, did I-I do something wrong?," Her resolve was crumbling when your stutter began to resurface, it's not like you did this maliciously, hurting her precious detka and all.

Wanda sighs, her soft breath fanning across your face, and your lips tingle with a want., "You should've stayed on the jet Y/N/N, I could've flown to her you know...," then it hits you, she was clearly just worried about you, and that alone has you falling harder for her., "Oh, I'm fine Wands, I promise." Your attempt to convince her with a soft smile is futile when the next dab of antiseptic has you wincing, and tightly closing your eyes.

Wanda frowns, and the uncomfortable silence falls over the both of you once again, and it makes your entire body feel itchy, the idea that you'd upset the woman, and the corresponding anxiety entirely consumes you, and as per usual you find a way to say the wrong thing., "So, how's life? Vision treating you well?" When her entire body tenses above yours you're mentally cursing yourself for making her uncomfortable again., "Um, I'm so-sorry, I was just trying to cut through the silence, I-I didn't mean to make you more uncomfortable."

Wanda sighs., "I'm moving down to your lips.," Shockingly soft fingers trace over your busted lip, and you do your very best just to keep your breathing regulated., "Vis and I broke up.," Your eyes pop open, and Wanda's orbs actively avoided meeting yours, because truth be told she didn't want the sympathy they'd offer her, the anticlimactic break up was all her doing.

Her reservations about her relationship had actually started after she first met you, she'd felt this electric shock run through her body when she shook your hand, and so she tried avoiding you at first, but it was rather fruitless. Everything about you was far too alluring, the wit to rival that of the insufferable billionaires, that goofy smile that always made her own lips curl, your adorable laughter that never failed to make her stomach flutter and heart skip beats, then there were those lonely nights where your not so innocent thoughts would reach her and they simply drove her up the wall.

The robot just couldn't give her everything she'd needed, the love she held for him slowly transcended from romantic to simple nostalgia. Vision was sweet, and an overall good 'person', but so were you, and you just offered so much more, and she's been dying to explore it all too. But she also knew she had to be cautious with you, you'd been burned quite a lot in the past; you deserved to be loved properly, and she'd be damned if she didn't make sure to woo you.

Wanda finally met your eyes when she finished staring at your perfect, kissable lips, and as expected she saw your soft eyes, and her heart was a pile of mush, then she saw as a glint of mischief spark in them., "Do you need me to hack into his mainframe? I'm pretty sure I could make him punch himself at the party Stark will inevitably throw for us tonight?," Wanda threw her head back in a fit of bellyaching laughter, and you were quick to wrap an arm tightly around her waist, your hand settling on her lower back to keep her from falling off your lap, and if not for your spy training you would've missed the deep blush that spread up her neck, and onto her cheeks.

"No Y/N/N, it was actually pretty amicable...," She genuinely confessed, your warm smile had her swooning, and craving to keep you close., "However, I wouldn't mind one of your famous cuddle sessions to lift my lowered spirits, you kinda owe me anyways for scaring me today.," You chuckle at her finesse, as if she hadn't been near to cuddling you already, you hum in faux contemplation, and Wanda squeals excitedly when you wrap both of your arms around her in a silent confirmation of her devious plans.

"Tell me Wands, your bed or mine?," You lowly tease, and the beautiful, overtly flustered woman giggles into your chest,., "Mine is fine.," With the confirmation you're standing up, your arms adjusting to scoop under Wanda's thighs to prevent her legs from being left to dangle, her arms settle over your plush waist, and she takes advantage of this perfect moment to rest her head against your chest while you make the short trek to her room on the second floor.

Wanda reluctantly separates from your body when you reach beyond the door she'd flicked open, she looks away from you, cursing herself for having forgotten how messy it'd become., "Sorry for the mess.," Wanda moves quickly to brush everything off the bed and to the floor., "Psh, this is nothing, honestly, your room being like this is rather comforting. Perfect little miss Wanda Maximoff, the one who yells at us for not using a coaster is a secret slob, I can't wait to tell all the guys." Wanda glares over at you, the subtle tilting of her head makes you freeze, no words are said, they don't even have to be as you nod in complete understanding.

"Good girl.," She beams, then she throws back her covers, patting her bed and as soon as you touch down she's clinging to you like a koala., "Hope you live up to my expectations detka.," They were high too, based on word of mouth, but seeing as how you could actually do no wrong in her eyes you could probably just lay there like a brick and she'd be content.

Which is the current case as your brain works over time, continuously analyzing the use of the Russian pet name, because she has just called you baby, and you've been dreaming of this moment for months, but now you're lost. On the one hand, if she asked you out you'd say yes in a heartbeat, on the other hand, she's only just become single and you're almost certain your hope has you reading into the last hour; the last thing you'd want is to be a rebound. Her obvious displeased shuffling pulled you out of your spiral, and you pulled her even closer, and she groaned when your hand began to rub perfect, gentle circles into her back, working out the knots from the mission.

The warmth, and immense comfort having you close brought her was making the already tired woman slip in between levels of consciousness, and it was the most adorable thing you'd seen. Every time she'd close her eyes it would take her that much longer to reopen them, her lips would pucker, and nose would scrunch when she was obviously fighting the exhaustion, then her face would smooth back out, her plump lips would part, soft breaths tickling at your skin as she had slowly made her way on top of you.

Once Wanda had truly fallen asleep you still remained, holding onto her for a few minutes, and admiring her soft features; allowing her to reach a deeper state of slumber before you slip out—rather elegantly if you might add, you then covered her up before rushing off to find the trouble maker that is your eldest sister.

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"You knew!" Natasha flinches at your sudden accusatory tone, but her lips quirk at the truth of your words as she flips the page of her book., "Shhh, Lena's recovering, use your inside—.," She squeals, effectively cutting her sentence off, then she's whining like a petulant child as you drag her out of the secluded room, and into the medbay hallway.

"Fine, I knew, but what is it you're referencing? That Wanda's finally single, or that you two are a literal match made in smitten kitten heaven?" Her smug smile made you scowl., "So, this is why you were being so sketchy then? All the looks, and the winking, what's your point?" Natasha smirks., "My point was you needed to make your move, and it seems to me you did."

With a confused mind you follow her eyes, you then use your phone to see that your neck has a smear of vibrant red lipstick, and your eyes widen., "No-o, Natty, it's not what you think.," Natasha deadpans., "Trust me, I know, but that doesn't mean it won't be happening tonight after the party though.," she teases with a wink.

"What's your fascination with getting me laid?" Natasha chortles rather boisterously, then she's cupping your plush cheeks, and settling her forehead against yours., "Angel, this time it's not about that, it's a bonus sure, but this is about you finally getting the love you fucking deserve, and I know the little witch will offer.,"

At the sound of your sniffling the big, scary assassin pulls you in for a tight hug, swaying the both of you in place until you're no longer wetting her shirt with your appreciative tears., "You better be right Natty, I won't survive if you're wrong here.," Natasha scoffs., "I'm never wrong—don't even start with the ex—just stop being a scaredy-cat, and ask her out."

With a final, tight squeeze she lets you go, using her thumbs she wipes away the residual tears, "I'll do it, or at least I promise to try.," Natasha nods with an encouraging smile, she knows you're being honest, and it's far better than you just shrugging her off altogether.

"After tonight I'm taking a much needed week off, then it's onto Yelena and the goofy archer." You shake your head as you head for the door.,

"Oh Natalia, vsegda tak effektiven v vashem vmeshatel'stve." Natasha shouts out after you., "It's my duty as the oldest sister, and just as soon as you're both settled down I'll finally ask Maria out." quietly mumbling the last part before shouting once more., "Go get em tiger!!"

(Always so effective with your meddling)

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Wanda was disappointed when she woke up without you, but she also knew you'd be gone. Your thoughts were rather loud; detka might've been a bit rushed, but she just couldn't help to utter it when she was cuddled up close to you. Having you for the brief stint made her realize tonight was the night she had to make a move. Seeing as how you're the 'reason for the party,' she knew you'd be here, Tony would drag you here kicking and screaming to make sure of it. Even after ten months you still didn't like to go to the parties, staying in the shadows was your preferred mode of existence, and she never usually minded because she'd been able slip off to watch movies with you.

While she awaits your arrival she rushes over to the bar, her back to those working as her stool is turned to let her know you're here., "Wands, what's your mode of liquid courage?," Wanda turns to see the smirking redhead, an array of alcohol bottles in her hand, and two empty shot glasses waiting to be filled., "Is it really that obvious?," She grumbles while pointing to the expensive bottle of vodka, Nat offers her a reassuring smile while pouring. "Oh Wands, you two are disgustingly obvious. Y/N could hardly string a sentence together whenever you use to enter a room, and she still hardly can after all this time, plus she's never laughed so hard like she does with you.,"

Natasha pauses, handing over the booze, and they throw the shot glasses back with ease., "Then there's you, following her around like a smitten kitten, and ending a three year long relationship a few months after her arrival.," Natasha refills the glasses, and they clink in early celebration., "Why is she so oblivious Nat? Because I'm in deep and she just doesn't seem to get it, she didn't even know we broke up, she asked how we were doing as a couple as I was literally straddling her lap, and then I called her detka before quite literally laying on top of her as we cuddled."

Natasha hums thoughtfully as the next shot slides down her throat with a delicious burn., "Well, it's not enough to be an obvious flirt with Y/N, she requires a more blunt approach. To you the cuddling is a clear sign of your infatuation, to her it was a sweet moment with the unobtainable girl of her dreams.," Wanda frowns at the comment., "Her brain moves a mile a minute, and if Y/N's always been one thing it's an over thinker. Even if she gets to the conclusion that you're into her she's likely talked herself out of the thought a second later, as a mind reader I'm sure you've heard her."

Wanda's brows furrow at the insinuation., "Natasha, I don't intentionally read anyones thoughts.," Natasha throws a quick hand up., "I'm aware, but I also know from your training that you can't block everything out, and Y/N's thoughts are probably more like loud alarms.," Wanda cheers to that, because it's a correct inference., "Just promise me this one thing.," Wanda, though tipsy, straightens herself up and maintains a respectable eye contact., "Don't break her heart, I really don't want to have to fight you, but I will for my angel."

"No, I'd never do that Nat! I've felt more with her in ten months then I ever did with Vis, she is like my wildest dream come true, I love her." Natasha beams at the obvious confession, then she peers over her shoulder just in time to see you nervously stopped before the doorway, your hands fidgeting, and as if you were a conductor of a freight train Wanda's all aboard.

*If you turn around now, then you don't have to face any of the judgmental shield agents.*

*No! I belong here just as much as they do, I even proved it today.*

*Wanda's definitely there, probably looking beautiful in a pretty little dress... Maybe she's even waiting for me to show up...*

*Or Natty's just a deluded little freak, and I'm about to make a total fool of myself.*

*No, I-I need to at least try... Right?*

Wanda smiled endearingly at the way your nervous stutter transcends the verbal, she watched you step into the party with baited breath, and fucking hell did you look stunning. Wearing a pair of black flare pants with thin golden stripes running up the legs, paired with a silky, golden button up crop top that gave her the perfect view of your visibly softened skin. Your hands were adorned with stacked golden rings, and she was close to squirming at the thought of the cold metal digging into her skin with your fingers wrapped around her throat. She quickly frowned when the metal armed nitwit blocked her delicious view of you.

"Hiya doll, well don't you look ravishing.," Bucky greets, and your whole body tenses, the super soldier has been relentless with his advances, and though he's normally a nice guy you just can't respect his inability to read the room, or hear you when you turn him down., "Hey Bucky." You greet with a tight smile, and he pulls you in for a hug, his hand on your exposed skin makes you unnaturally nauseous, the glares casted upon you from various Shield women only makes your anxiety peak more.

*Nope, I'm out.*

Wanda rushes after you before Nat could even warn her that you were going to flee, stumbling as she was she still made quick work to reach you, and in a tipsy state of desperation she pounces on you, causing you to stumble into a cramped closet, she winced when you groaned as a broomstick plunged into your plush belly.

"Y/N/N, I'm sorry..." Wanda illuminates the closet in hues of red, her gaze falling to your clutched abdomen and without much thought her hands replace yours, her surprisingly cold fingers work wonders on the irritated skin,. "No worries Wands, I-I'm okay.," your hands settled over hers, and it was truly electrifying, but your warm smile is what really did her in.

Nerves wracked your body the longer you stood there in silence just staring at one another., "Wands, why are we in the closet? I've been out for awhile now, I never planned to return.," Wanda playfully rolls her eyes at your humor, but really she appreciates the way you had the courage to cut through the tense silence, all her planned words having died on her tongue once she touched you., "You belong here."

Your entire face scrunches in pure confusion., "Um... You think I belong in a janitors closet?," Wanda internally groans at her misconstrued message., "Noooo, I-I, you belong with me.," Your breath hitches, her words loaded, but not quite as dizzying as her feather soft touches. Lithe fingers slowly run across your stomach, tracing delicate lines over your stretch marks until her hands are softly gripping at your hips.

"I-It's a good song, really, but Red's her best album, have you heard Sad Beautiful Tragic?," Wanda's heart cracks, using humor to mask your fears doing nothing as your thoughts are screaming at you not to fall for this., "Y/N....," she whispers your name, her voice cracking, and it breaks your heart to know you're the reason for her slightly trembling lip., "Please, can you believe me when I say that I love you.," her head falls to hide the tears burning at the corner of her eyes, you can hear the sniffle, but the fear still overruled your heart.

"Wands, please don't say it if you don't...," Wanda's lips are incredibly soft as they land on yours in an attempt to cut your words off, using actions to convince your stubborn mind of the truth since her words just continue to fail her., "I love you, every single thing about you, you are perfect to me.. for me.. So stop running!" Her grip on you'd somehow managed to get even tighter, and your hands dropped to grab hers, pulling them off you, and her face fell.

Wanda was surely about to cry, but then your hands were interlocking with hers, and the sight of your warm smile filled her with hope., "Wanda, dorogoy, you know I don't run...," Joking aside she could see you were genuinely in when she looked into your eyes, and those loud doubts of yours had ceased to exist., "Fucking asshole...," She groaned, and you chuckled before pulling her back in for a sweet kiss that turned heated rather quickly, her hands traveling beneath your loose top telling you just exactly where this night was headed.

A shiver runs down her spine when your soft, near breathless chuckles fan across her neck., "Wanda, I will not be having my way with you in a stuffy janitors closet.," Wanda whined, her need to be touched by you had her impatient, so with her heels in her hand, and yours in her other she hurriedly pulled you out of the closet. With a clear determination on her face she was hurriedly pulling you off towards the elevator. Her foot was tapping impatiently against the carpet, the ding of the elevator doors failing to ring out, she had a mind about her to use her magic to speed the machine along. Luckily it was only a few moments later that the doors were opening and she was flinging you into the rig, leaving you to wonder where exactly it is that she stored all that strength.

Without any warning, much like before, she was pouncing on you, but this time you had managed to see it coming and caught her, your hands garnering a rough grip upon her lush ass. A pained groan leaving you as your back hit the hard wall of the elevator, only to then be swallowed by the Sokovian as her plump lips slammed into yours with an unbridled passion. Wanda's lithe hands found purchase in your locks, roughly tangling into your soft hair, and keeping her steady as you tenderly massaged the thinly covered flesh of her bottom.

Breathy moans a direct response to your touch leaving way for you to slip your tongue right into her mouth, making you successful in your need to deepen the kiss; to get a taste of her. Wanda hadn't thought she could feel more desperate, but every move you make proves her wrong, her hips now involuntarily grinding her against you as her need for friction had steadily increased., "Shit... Detka, are you packing?," she groaned, and you nearly lost the rhythm of the kiss as the urge to smirk overwhelmed you. Wordlessly though you had answered her, using your strong hold on her ass you slowly pushed her practically bare core flush against the clothed bulge as her dress had become bunched up at her hips at some point,. "Fuck!"

Wanda was thanking the stars that the elevator doors were finally opening, never in her life had traveling to the second floor taken so long, and she was even more thankful that you'd resolved to carry her to the room, because she's not sure she could've managed the walk alone. On the short journey to her room your lips had made a path of marks on their journey to her pulse point, biting into the skin you heard her suck in a harsh breath, swiping your tongue over the deep mark in an attempt to soothe her all the while one of your hands was wildly searching for the doorknob.

Wanda was beyond desperate for you, but when you went to open the door she began to panic about the pace of the night, she didn't want you to think she was trying to use you. Your hand was quickly encased by swirls of red, you pulled back for clarification., "Wait!," Wanda's eyes closed, and her nose scrunched up adorably, the sounds of shuffling from behind her bedroom door leaving you rather intrigued, then those beautiful green eyes of hers opened up, swirls of red still ever present. Noticing your lust blown eyes staring at her she smiled shyly with tinted cheeks., "Go ahead."

Wanda watched your face with rapt attention as you slowly allowed the door to creak open. Soft music was lowly playing in the room, the lights were dim, rose petals in the shape of a heart covered the once messy bed, and there was a fondue station set up beside the bed. Wanda's hands slid from behind your neck to cup your cheeks when you started to tear up., "Don't get me wrong detka, I want you to have your way with me, but I also want to woo you.," You shook your head while lightly laughing., "Consider me woo'd then milaya devushka., Wanda beamed, pulling you in for a quick kiss as she lowered her feet back to the ground, pulling you over to her bed she sits you down.

It was all so absolutely heartwarming, the soft humming in correspondence with the music, hips delicately swaying as she worked to get the chocolate warmed up with her back to you; it did wonders in reaffirming her earlier words, she loved you, she wanted you, and boy did it make your once doomed butterflies swarm. However, you were beyond aroused, and if you're being honest, you were ready to fuck her senseless, all the wooing could come after.

Quietly you rose up from the bed, fingers tracing over the sensitive marks you'd just left behind as you began to move her hair from behind her neck until it was draped over her shoulders., "You're so sweet Wands..." you coo, placing a gentle kiss to the nape of her neck that spurs on an adorable, surprised giggle, "Really, this is all so beautiful.," one of your hands that had been resting on her hip slowly rises up as you praise the woman until your fingers hovering over the zipper of her dress., "But fuck Wands, I'd be a fool if I didn't tell you how much I want to take this little red dress right off of you, to be able to make love to you until the sun rises, to finally get a taste you, because Wands, I've been waiting so damn long for you to actually be mine."

Wanda's hands were holding so tightly to the metal tray as you whispered your desires into her ear, the skin of her knuckles turning white, and her thighs were positively dripping with her never ending arousal., "Take it off then...," You lightheartedly chuckle, "Your wish is my command krasivaya...," taking the zipper in between your fingers you playfully twist it around before slowly pulling it down along with the fabric clinging onto her shoulders.

Her entire body shivers as you leave a trail of soft kisses down the column of her spine as her back is slowly revealed to you, your hands settling on her hips for stability, and you take a moment to admire her physique from below. Taut shoulder blades telling you just how tense the witch is while she is forced to patiently await your next movements. Traveling back up you leave a more scattered pathway of kisses, her muscles tense under the light touch of your fingers that had followed the trail of your kisses until finally reaching the clasps of her bra.

Your lips were incredibly tender as they continuously pressed to her bare shoulder., "Tell me what is it that you want from me pretty girl?," Wanda's entire body was buzzing with need, and there you were taking your sweet time., "Please Y/N, can you just fuck me already? Take it all off, and have your fucking way with me damn it, I-I just, I need you so badly...," Her bra hit the floor only a few seconds later, your arm then snaked around her body, a soft hand wrapping around her neck from behind, "Oh no, because when you talk like that all it makes me think about is edging you for days.," her breath hitched and you could feel the way the muscles in her throat constricted under your hand when she so obviously gulped.

Everything about the moment had you feeling empowered, because here you stood, the chubby little ex spy with an affinity for hacking with your hand firmly wrapped around the most powerful witch in the world's neck. Having her vanity placed directly across from your standing forms was a bit too dangerous. There was this look in her glazed over eyes telling you she's completely at your mercy, and your heart was beating wildly out of your chest along with the mind coursing with sinful ideas.

Wanda’s eyebrows furrowed when you winked at her through the mirror, followed only by a gasp when you’d applied the perfect pressure to the sides of her neck, using your secure hold to spin her around, her knees nearly buckle at the dizzying move, and her strangled moans were subsequently swallowed by your pillow soft lips. The moment was exhilarating for the young witch, to hand over such control to you, it had the knot in her stomach tightening. Feeling as her life literally resided in your hands, her body slowly succumbing to the effects of your deprivations; her once strong pulse, the one that had been racing beneath your fingertips only a minute ago was now but a faint thump for you to vaguely feel.

The tears that had been pooling in the corner of her eyes were now steadily rolling down her cheeks as you continued to deliciously deprive her of oxygen, your lips still passionately moved against hers even when she couldn't keep up, and when you were sure she couldn't handle anymore you finally let up on your grip. Wanda then stole the air from your lungs, literally as she gasped against your parted lips, and then again once you saw the fruits of your labor; black mascara streaked over her deeply reddened cheeks, angry red lines covered the entirety of her neck, and her lips were nearly doubled in size.

She was a vision; a true fucking masterpiece.

To see her so physically wrecked after barely touching her had you desperate for more, so you slammed your lips to hers once more, hands gripping her by the hips and with brute force you were tossing her back onto the bed. She had landed perfectly in the center of the mattress, the force of your throw causing her to bounce, and the impact further knocked the wind from her aching lungs.

While she lied there, exposed chest heaving uncontrollably as she fought to breathe you took a moment to just admire the beauty who was officially yours now, the marks proving it, and your eyes unashamedly trailed freely over her every single curve until finally landing on her slick covered thighs, and ruined panties.

"Fuck honey, you weren't lying...," your hands slowly slid up her thighs, when her dazed eyes had finally locked on yours you winked at her, with a continued bout of eye contact, and a firm grip you ripped her lace panties to shreds. Wanda's eyes widened when she saw you toss the pieces of her favorite pair of underwear to the side, but the brute strength you displayed had her dripping onto the sheets., "Shit!"

Teasingly you took a finger and ran it through her folds, collecting her arousal, and ignoring her whines for more as you instead brought it up to your lips so you could finally get a taste., "Oh, you just gave a whole new meaning to being my sweet girl...," you groaned out as her taste coated your tongue, your need to tease having very well faded now as you looked into Wanda’s pleading eyes, and so you pulled her down the bed by her calves until they were dangling off the bed, dropping to your knees, and after a deep breath you dove right in.

Wanda was beyond relieved when your mouth had finally landed on her lower lips, her hips began to move in sync with you, your tongue now working wonders on her sensitive cunt. She whined however when you held her down by wrapping your arms around her soft thighs, but then she was screaming in pleasure when a finger was circling her entrance then before she could plead for more you plunged into her. Wanda’s mouth fell open at the odd stretch, and it dawned on her that your gold rings were still on, and the feel of the cold metal rubbing against her walls was fucking thrilling.

Her orgasm being near wasn’t hard to detect, the violently thrashing against your hold was the clearest sign, her babbling the next, and so you sucked her throbbing clit in between your lips, feeling how it pulsed erratically beneath the tip of your tongue as you swirled around it, that additional pressure mixed in with the curling of your fingers with every single thrust had her thrown over the edge of bliss, the pit in her abdomen having unraveled, your palm and fingers were absolutely drenched.

Once her cunt had released its iron grip on your fingers you eased yourself out of her, eyes zeroing in on the way she continued to clench around nothing, and you were in absolute awe. You stood up, looking down on the woman as you sucked your slick covered fingers into your mouth, Wanda’s legs rubbed together in need as you moaned around your fingers, her eyes consumed by lust fell to the bulge in your pants, but you were now focused elsewhere so she fell back against the mattress in a huff.

"Looks like the chocolate is done honey...," Wanda lifts her head up from to see you stood their topless, and the words you had said no longer even registered in her mind, the only thing she could even think of was having your strap buried deep inside of her while she played with your marvelous tits. Next thing she knew your pants were off, the sizable strap springing to life, and the witch was squirming around in obvious need, meanwhile you were dipping a finger into the melted chocolate.

"Mm," you moaned, then dipped a strawberry into the bowl, collecting a heaping dollop of chocolate, and Wanda was absolutely shocked, whimpering even as you had trailed the excess chocolate over her nipples, then her mouth opened when you laid the strawberry to her lip, moaning as the tart, and sweet refreshing treat lubricated her dry throat, then again as your mouth attached to hers for a brief taste of the fruit, she tried to chase your lips as you pulled away but you moved down. She watched on through hooded eyes as you sucked the skin of her breasts into your mouth, leaving love bites all over the unmarred skin before giving her exactly what she needs by taking her nipple into your mouth, swirling your tongue around to collect the chocolate before sucking harshly on the sensitive nub, and getting a bit more than you'd bargained for as her back arches off of the bed and more of her breast is pushed up and into your mouth. While showing her other nipple the same kind of attention you had began to line your strap up with her entrance, and just as you bit down on her nipple, pulling a dazed moan from her, you fully thrusted the strap into her.

Abused walls cling to the thick strap that’s stretching her out beyond anything she’d ever experienced before, her hands were holding onto your arms for what seemed to be dear life as you hovered over her, giving her all the necessary time needed to adjust to the sheer size, and placing an abundance of soft kisses to her face for comfort., “I’m ready detka…,” You lovingly smiled down at her, lips softly meeting hers as your hips began to pull out of her to then slam right back in, catching the pained groans until they’d faded into breathy moans, with a few new marks made to her skin, and a perfectly applied pressure to her clit she was already drenching your cock. You fucked her right through the pleasure, with one arm you scooped her up, lifting her entire body off the bed, and into a bruising kiss as you shifted to where you were lying flat on your back instead.

Wanda groaned as you had plopped down, causing the strap to hit her at a completely different angle, you chuckled as she fell into you., “No no dorogoy, you’re going to ride daddy’s cock now.,” Wanda’s eyes widened, then they darkened as your self proclaimed title resonated somewhere deep in her soul. With your help she was back upright, her hands happily took their place on your breasts, and she was bouncing atop of you with vigor.

As much as she wanted to fall apart again she was more interested in seeing you falling with her, so while bouncing without reprieve she closed her eyes, swirls of red flooded your vision, and within a seconds time you were a moaning mess beneath her. Everything she felt you did too, the massive stretch of her walls was mirrored in your own pussy, whenever the tip stroked over that special spot inside her you were also seeing stars, the both of you moaned in tandem as your orgasms built up., “Fuck, you look so fucking hot riding my cock detka.”You manage to pant, you thrusted up in time to meet her sloppy hips., “ ‘m close daddy…,” you hum., “Mm.. Me too baby… Cum with daddy.,” Wanda’s body shook wildly as her high coursed throughout her body, it was the hottest thing you’d ever fucking seen, her hands squeezed your breasts tightly as she continued to bounce and suddenly you were gasping for air, the pressure that had been steadily building up inside you finally snapped, your arousal now dripping down your backside and onto the bed sheets. Wanda then fell forward, lips moving against yours lazily, low moans were being transferred as you both worked to calm down, your hips continued to move involuntarily, and in one swift move you were going at it again.

Wanda had become your rag doll, any position you could roll her into she’d happily comply, your belly was currently flush against her ass, your strap buried deep inside her from behind, and the room reeked of sex as you worked the Sokovian into what would be her sixth orgasm. Wanda was absolutely spent, but her desire to be handled by you was outweighing her need to stop, as you brutally rutted into her you felt the hilt rubbing against your clit, your nipples brushing against her back with every thrust, and you were panting wildly against her as you were nearing a breaking point. Your hand found purchase on your lovers overworked bundle of nerves, “Come with daddy angel…,” both of you fell into your bliss at the same time, but for her it was edging more on the painful side of the pleasure.

Her body shook uncontrollably on the bed, and her short, pained gasps for air had you worried. Hyperventilating, that's what she was doing, so you immediately pulled out of her, ignoring the way she seemed displeased with your choices, and you lifted her from the bed, and cradled her close., "Dorogoy, shhh you're okay," you coo'd while her free flowing tears rolled down your skin, but your heart settled lightly when she pushed for you to lay down, and nuzzled her face into your breasts. You continued to soothe her, a soft hand scratching at her back., 'M okay...," she mumbled against your chest., you placed a few thankful kisses to her temple., "Did so good detka...," she quietly added as her breaths had slowly returned to a softer pattern, and all the festering guilt had faded when she placed a couple of soft kisses to your shoulder.

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Wanda's fingers that were mindlessly swirling over the skin of your shoulder comes to a stop, a long, drawn out sigh leaves the woman and then in the blink of an eye she's hovering above you., "I was thinking, and since you got to have your fun I think it's only fair I get my own chance.." You snort., "Oh, was that not fun for you?," Wanda blushes, looking away from you and that smug, ridiculously attractive smirk., "Stooop...," her whines only makes you laugh., "I'm serious Y/N/N, let me have my way with you.," just as she finally has your attention a loud set of unrelenting knocks on her bedroom door has both of you beyond perplexed.

"WANDA MAXIMOFF! Unhand moya sestra at once!!! There's a list of available days for her cuddling, and today was my day!" Wanda falls against you in a fit of embarrassed giggles, and you stifle your laughter into her bare shoulder., "I can hear the giggling! This isn't funny! Give her up or so help me God I will—."

Both of your curious gazes fall onto the door at the sudden silence., "Natasha! Put me down!," Natasha grunts, you can hear the clear struggle before she's shouting through the shut door., "Sorry, I don't know who exactly let her out of the medbay, but I will fill in for Y/N tonight.," Yelena groans, "No, you have absolutely no snuggle potential! Y/N, please, save me!!!" Yelena's dramatic cries for help fall upon your unreceptive ears; Wanda's loud, unrestrained laughter ends up being all you hear, and you can't fight the need to laugh along with her.

"What is this calendar, hm?," The underlying question isn't lost on you., "Just an organized system for my very popular cuddling services.," you offer up a vague answer, and she huffs., "Yeah? Whom exactly has booked a session?," In the most painfully slow way you fill her in., "Natasha..., Yelena... Tony...," you smirk., "Bucky's tried to book, but I always have a mission...," she rolls her eyes when you wink, and then you pause, enjoying the sight of her impatient glare, but also preparing yourself for her incoming reaction., "...Danvers has a booking for the end of the month..."

Wanda blinks a few times before chuckling., "Oh detka, that just won't do...," being smart you remain silent, staring up at her as she slowly lowers her body atop of yours, soft lips grazing over your cheek on their way to your ear., "I see the way Danvers looks at you Y/N, and there's no way in hell she or Barnes will ever have the luxury of cuddling up to you. Do I make myself clear?," your shaky breath and vigorous nod leaves her satisfied, "Good girl.," she faintly chuckles, her lips then briefly touch upon yours before moving on to explore.

Her lips were slow as they traveled down your body, her tongue graciously poking out to drag across the salty skin and enjoying how such simple touches could already have you so vocal. Hands gripped you tightly, your skin filling the gaps between her fingertips while she continued working you up until you were a squirming, panting mess, the same way she'd envisioned you to be in her mind countless times before. Painfully slow was the pace she settled on, her goal to cherish every last inch of you before giving in to the temptation to have you becoming a fucked out mess beneath her.

She smiled wildly when she settled between your legs, her cheek resting against your thigh, green eyes transfixed on the other while her finger mindlessly ran over the vast area of skin; a mind running wild with thoughts of how she'll have to dig her nails into your luscious thighs, forced into leaving behind deep crescent marks in an attempt to keep them spread open for her while she devours you because the pleasure will just be too much for you to bare, and in the end she imagines she will have to use her powers to hold you down.

She truly doesn't understand where her own patience is coming from, because once her eyes take in your slick covered core she has the urge to start now, to just forgo her other course of action, but she remains strong; leaning in she breathes your unique scent in, then she slips her tongue out, applying the slightest bit of pressure to your mound as her lips graze over, and a layer of your essence paints her lips., "Fucking hell detka, I can't believe you've left me deprived of such a sweet taste for so long..."

The pitiful whines leaving your lips as Wanda vacates the bed has her staring at you amused, with a awfully devious smirk to accompany. Your curious eyes follow her as she settles before her bedside drawers, hands discreetly sorting through the mystery contents for a bit. Wanda cheers when she finally finds what she's looking for, smirking over at you, your eyes fall to the red silk tie in her hands and then she's stalking back towards the bed with dark eyes., "Hands up moya lyubov', this is going to be a long night, the sun won't be up for hours...

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