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  HEARTS ARE EQUIVALENT TO KISSES ! || Can you dig it?
  [R O M A N T I C , N E C K , B I T E S ! ! ! ]
The pair of cosmic constants slipped away from the more morally sound of the pairâs Avengers Meeting. Ever rare for Ana to be invited to âEarthâs Mightiest Clubhouseâ, but when she was, she was sure to be on her best behavior. Polite, quiet, only playing with Capâs Shield when he wasnât looking. So on, so forth. Despite doing her best to be a loving housewife-to-be, there was a point in the night when enough amounted to enough, and the pair became eager to make a swift exit. After some polite excuses, a loving goodbye to She-Hulk, and a promise to cater the next event, the duo made their exit. Into the backseat of Anaâs around-town chauffer, the divider between front and back seats was barely up before Wandaâs hand was in her grasp.
  "You know I love it when I get to play a part in your life." A messy demiurge who lived for drama, even the bland domestic kind. "I canât even think of how best to thank you for including me, beloved." She interlaced her fingers through Wanda's and reached up with her other hand to caress her face. All thoughts of repayment flooding in and consuming her every brain-cell as she looked up into Wanda's beautiful green eyes. Careful not to put too much of her affection into her grasp, she pulled the witch in and kissed her.
The first step on an ever-expanding road of devotion, Ana felt sparks, cheesy as it may sound, as she found Wandaâs soul with her own. Her own heretical facsimile of âmagicâ lapping against the pure font within her muse. Calling her home, driving her to give in. Ana ran her hand around into Wanda's hair and pulled her in deeper. An every day occurrence, her over-amplified affections, but for some reason tonight felt different. The Skrull parted her loveâs lips with her tongue and laughed into a light bite as she watched Wandaâs eyelids flutter.
The car around them shifted from stop to start, leaving a red light behind, and urging Ana to push Wanda down into the seat behind her without breaking the kiss and press their bodies together. She needed to feel Wanda's soft and curvy body pressed against her. A form sheâd known so many times, carnally, casually, cosmically... and yet each attempt at bringing her bliss was as a new expedition. A new journey, new discoveries, new explosions of love to hold in her heart for eons to come.
Glimpses into the cosmic appreciation of her wife put on hold as she slipped away from Wandaâs lips and started tracing down her jawline. A gasp (Oh, beloved) escaped the temporarily abandoned lips when Anaâs fangs found purchase in Wandaâs collar. The site of a hickey that had only just started to fade the night prior, marked again with emerald lipstick and a loving bruise to match.Â
She could feel Wanda threading through her hair as she continued her journey south. Idly, in the very back of her very occupied mind, Ana thanked herself for buying the car with the extra wide seating.
Alas~ The journey continued! Power Cosmicâą misused, Ana altered Wandaâs blouse so she could properly rain down her emerald affections to her collarbone and the tops of her breasts. She could feel Wanda growing tired of playing the game of sole worship. Those were certainly her hands sliding up Ana's dress, passing her cheeks and coming to rest on the small of her back. Kind, even when it was her time to be loved... Ana would not be outdone, however. Her free hand, in turn, ran down, under and then up Wandaâs skirt. Small jolts of pure energy trickling along her digits as she caressed Wandaâs inner thigh, bevy of goosebumps rising at her touch!
 " ana ! " As close a cry to defeat as there ever was as Ana traced her initials along Wandaâs underwear. Fuck it, right? Upholstery was easy to clean, and it was her car, why no-
  âWeâve arrived, Miss Ramone.â
   âEeh?â She had certainly arrived at her destination, but- OH! Theyâd gotten back to the apartment. Ah, of course. Her gaze dropped from the view outside her window back to Wandaâs face, and the smile she lit for her beloved was infested with a depraved giggle. âDonât get up, my love. Iâll be right with you.â She leaned in again, a moment to see Wanda for the infinite beauty that she was. And then a kiss. Nothing as divinely passionate as before, nor as simple as a peck. A declaration of love. Their love, something always on the forefront of her mind.Â
   âYou can park the car in the garage. I donât think weâll be needing it again for the night.â Barely enough time for âVery good, Miss Ramoneâ to waft by, before Ana had torn open a portal beneath Wanda. The pair fell through it, falling no more than a moment before landing safely on their bed. The rift sealed behind her, and Ana took no time at all to resume working on her handwriting.
   âNow, as I was saying~â
@vjestyca!!
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