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randomshyperson · 3 years

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hi r u still taking requests for your blurb collection? if so can u do when where the avengers are at a pool party or smth and at some point reader and wanda r alone in the pool and wanda starts teasing reader wanting them to touch her. bottom wanda please

Blurb Collection 'Kink Specials' #07 - "Pool Party"

Words: 431

Warnings: 16+, teasing, no smut, a bit of dirty talk, established relationship, semi public teasing sexual insunation, language.

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"What are you doing, darling?" You whispered curiously, feeling Wanda fit her body against you.

To any of the other Avengers around the pool, or in the grill area, it would seem like innocent affection. You and Wanda had always been very close in public, hugging and holding hands together.

But you knew better. And you knew there was nothing innocent about Wanda gently rolling against you.

"Nothing." She replied, biting back a smile, her gaze forward. She even risked nodding in the negative when Steve asked if she wanted more barbecue. You would have believed it, if you couldn't feel the heat eradicating from her body.

Tony turned up the radio, inviting the avengers to dance excitedly around the pool.

You slipped your arms around Wanda's waist, hugging her, and didn't miss the soft sigh she let out.

"Do you want this, baby?" You whispered against her ear. "Do you want me to touch you while our friends are around?"

Her breath hitched, and you watched the skin of her cheeks warm. She swallowed dryly, and leaned her body even more against you, her ass fitting perfectly against your center and making you let out a soft gasp.

"What a naughty girl." You whispered.

You deposited soft kisses against the skin of her neck, and she bit her lips to keep from sighing.

Everyone seemed distracted enough by the music and the food to notice you running your hand down Wanda's waist, until your fingers found the panties of her bikini.

She gasped, "Baby, I..."

"You've lost your nerve, haven't you?" you teased, noticing that she tensed up, as you also heard Sam's sarcastic comment about you two being very close that made the other avengers laugh. "You're a tease, baby."

She sighed, pushing against you again and you smiled, moving your fingers down to caress her over the cloth.

"Wanda, if I sink my fingers into you, you'll scream my name like you always do, baby." You reminded her, without stopping the gentle movements against her covered clit, and she let out a soft moan. "If you can't wait, go to the sauna. I promise I won't be long."

She turned in one motion, kissing you on the mouth and ignoring the team's whistles about it. You smiled, tightening your arms around her before she pulled away.

"Five minutes." She sighs into your lips before swimming off.

But you move after her almost immediately, and ignore all the hinting glances, because honestly you don't give a damn about their teasing, wanda cumming in your mouth is way more important.

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frostedfaves · 3 years

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Pairing: dark!Natasha Romanoff x dark!Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha and Wanda search for their printsessa with the help of Tony.

Warnings: dark themes, gun use, blood mention, serious injury

A/N: am I devastated that this is the final part of one of my favorite things I’ve ever written? absolutely! but I’m also really happy with myself for being able to turn the images in my head for this ending into coherent words. I’ve been holding onto this idea for weeks and I’m ecstatic to see everyone’s response to it. I’ll be letting you know later on this week what’s coming next! 👀

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With Clint’s assistance, Natasha and Wanda were able to quickly create a plan and make their way to the last base, using the fear and anger of their girlfriend’s disappearance to barrel through anyone that stood in the way of intel collection. They wasted no time in waking everyone up when they returned to the safe house.

“Is there a security breach?” Steve questioned as the group gathered, and Natasha tossed the hard drive at him.

“We got everything, and we need to get back--”

“Oh, I get it,” Sam cut in with an eye roll. “They rushed through the mission to get back to their girlfriend so they can cuddle and all that cute shit--”

“She’s missing!” Wanda growled as her eyes began to glow, causing Sam to step back a few feet with wide eyes.

Everyone aside from Clint started asking questions all at once, and Natasha shut them all down with a stern command to be ready to fly out in ten minutes. Bags were packed and bodies were dressed as the team rushed to get to the jet, afraid of what might happen if they delayed the two women any longer.

“While we’re checking out the house, I need someone looking into Wesley L/N,” Natasha ordered, nodding as Tony volunteered and sending him all the information she had.

“Who is this, her brother?”

“Her cousin, if that’s even true--”

“It is, we checked the family history,” Wanda insisted, grabbing Natasha’s hand with a shaky breath. “They’re really close, he wouldn’t hurt her.”

“We don’t know that! Anyone can do something terrible if they’re pushed far enough--”

“Stop! Just fucking stop!” Wanda cried out as she covered her face with her hands, and Natasha moved to wrap her arms around her as she sat in the seat beside her.

“I’m sorry, Wan. I’m just worried and my brain is wired to go to the worst case scenario instantly.”

Wanda simply sniffled as tears started spilling down her cheeks again, leaning her head against Natasha’s shoulder as she accepted the comforting embrace. After a few minutes of silence between the pair, Wanda dropped her hands into her lap as she glanced at green eyes already absentmindedly staring at her, lowering her voice as she spoke.

“I want to ruin his mind before we kill him.”

The house felt empty and colder without your presence, every step on the carpeted floor of the front room seemed to echo around the building. Tears threatened to build in Wanda’s eyes again but she held them back, intent on believing that they will find you and bring you back where you belong. Only they could take care of what you needed.

A heavy feeling washed over their hearts when they entered your solo room and discovered some of your clothes and shoes were missing, along with the travel bag you’d first arrived with. The guest room Wesley resided in was also void of his presence, and anything that could clue them into where he’d taken you.

“Tash, look.”

Natasha followed her gaze to the security room, cursing loudly in Russian when she noticed the door left wide open. She stormed inside, clenching her fist in anger when she noticed the tiny plastic baggie holding the miniscule tracker that was supposed to be in your leg right now.

“He’s a psychiatrist, not a fucking surgeon!” she fumed as she showed the object to Wanda. “How did he get this out?!”

Wanda walked around her to get to one of the computers, logging in as fast as her fingers would allow her to type and bringing up the security footage from the last several days. For the most part, the two of you acted normally, doing all the things you’d told them about like playing games and watching TV, but the sight of the two of you emerging from the TV room in the basement and entering the game room brought something to her attention.

“Did you see that?” She backed up the footage and switched over to slow motion. “She’s limping.”

“Isn’t that the day she hurt her leg in the backyard?”

“Yes, but…” The backyard footage is brought up next and skipped through until the moment of your ‘injury’. “This happened almost two hours later, meaning--”

“It was a cover for the tracker removal.” Natasha cursed once more as she released a frustrated sigh. “She’s getting locked in her room as soon as she gets back here.”

A notification similar to a phone ringing went off on one of the monitors, and the two women scurried over to answer the incoming call from Tony.

“Everything you had on this Wesley kid checks out, no criminal history or secret ties to any Hydra related groups, or anything else you have to worry about. However, I tried tracking and hacking into his phone and it seems to be wiped clean. So I got into his phone records with his cell company and his last call was made to an unsaved number connected to someone named Kendall, last known address in Nebraska.”

“Send it to us, please.”

They were on their feet as soon as the call ended, grabbing the mission bags abandoned in the doorway and heading off to their respective rooms to repack for the trip.

In nearly the same moment, you were in your safe house in Nebraska, rounding the corner to enter Wesley’s room. He knew something was wrong by the way your eyes watered and your shaky hand held onto the bugging device.

“They found us.” There was no questioning tone in his voice, but you answered with a nod anyway.

“Pack everything you brought and get out of here, drive toward the west coast until you run out of gas and hide wherever you stop.”

“What?! I can’t leave you here! They’ll just take you back and it’ll be worse than before.”

“I’ll be fine, Wes,” you assured him with a gentle squeeze of your hand over his. “I planned for this too, and if I know them as well as I think, I’ll be free to come find you.”

Wesley was packed and gone within the next hour, and you worked quickly to transform the space, make it seem as if you’d been the only one to reside in the home. Once that was set, you changed clothes and positioned yourself in an armchair against the wall in the front room, a gun resting in your lap. You didn’t move when a knock was heard on the front door that night, simply waited until the visitors got impatient and picked the lock to force their way in.

“You worried us, printsessa, disappearing like that,” Natasha addressed you in a chilling tone as the two of them stopped a few feet away from you. “And we’ll deal with that later, after you tell Wesley to come out so we can punish him first.”

“He’s not here,” you told her calmly. “His only job was to bring me here--”

“And take the tracker out of your leg, which we will be putting back,” Wanda interjected with a stern expression. “Now, you can either come with us to the car willingly or we’ll drag you.”

“I won’t be doing either of those things.” You stood slowly, lifting the gun to your temple as you went. “Your only choices are to leave me here and go back to the way your lives were before I came in, or you can let me die. If you take me again, I’ll just fight you every day until you wish you’d killed me yourself. No matter how you manipulate my mind, my true self will never love someone who wants to control me. I’ll tell you how much I hate you for ruining my life every second I’m able, and I’ll kill myself the moment I get the chance to do so.”

You noticed the glassy look in their eyes as they faced each other, and you knew they were having a silent conversation in their minds. Seconds felt like minutes as they seemed to discuss their options, eventually turning back to face you. Wanda was fully crying now, and Natasha seemed to be physically holding back her own emotional break.

“We always thought we’d be able to love and care for you until our dying days.” Her shaky voice filled the quiet room. “But we understand if you don’t want that, and we’re sorry that you’ll never be able to love anyone else.”

Before you had time to react, Natasha was pulling a gun out and aiming it at your heart, the sound of the shot echoing and triggering Wanda’s instant sobbing. Natasha was quick to pull her into her arms, facing her away from you as you tumbled to the ground, your own weapon sliding away as your free hand weakly pressed against the oversized sweatshirt that covered your wound.

The two women hurried out of the house as you began to choke and cough up blood, not able to stomach hearing or seeing anymore, and the sound of a car speeding off echoed throughout the neighborhood. Waiting another minute or two to be sure they left, you got up to walk off to the bathroom, wiping the fake blood off your palm the best you could. After slipping the bulletproof vest off your torso and washing your hands, you quickly rinsed your mouth and brushed your teeth to get rid of the red stains, lifting your head to look in the mirror with a smile when you were done.

You looked pretty good for a dead woman.

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wtfjd95 · 3 years

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Together As One; Part 3

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Part One | Masterlist | Part Two

A/N: SURPRISE UPDATE!!!!

Sorry if it seems so crap towards the end. I was trying to get it as close to a decent end as possible for this part but with work consuming my time now that the lockdown in England is easing, I have less time to write and writers block is slowly appearing once more. I’m not too sure if i’ll have a part 4 & if I do, it probably won’t be for a long while.

I hope you all enjoy this either way.

2 months. 2 long months you had been unconscious and Wanda was terrified. She’d spent several months looking for you, never giving up hope that she’d see you again and once she had, she vowed that she’d never leave your side only to have you blackout on the ride back with yet to wake. So here she sat by your bedside, day in and day out as she waited for you to wake.

“Someone should talk to her,” Steve said. He, Natasha & Clint stood outside your hospital room.

Through the small glass window of the door, the three could see the dried tear tracks on Wanda’s face. The young woman had barely left your side, only leaving at the start to shower and change her clothes before she returned to your side, your hand clasped tightly in both of hers, pressing a kiss there every so often as she hummed a quiet tune. Whether it was to keep herself calm or hoping to rouse you from your slumber, no one knew.

“Yeah,” Clint agreed. “Someone should.” Both men turned to face Natasha, who just sighed and ran a hand over her face.

“Fine, I’ll do it.” Natasha grunted moving towards the door. “Men,” she mumbled as she walked in.

“Hey, any news?”

“None since yesterday.” Wanda answered, her voice huskier than normal from lack of use.

“Wanda, why don’t you go and get changed?” Natasha suggested, looking over the well-worn sweatpants and hoodie the younger woman wore. “Or maybe check in on Silver? I’m sure he misses you.”

“I’m not leaving Y/N alone,” Wanda mumbled against the skin of your hand. “I promised her I’m not leaving her side again once I found her and I won’t break that promise.” ‘Not now, not ever.’ She thought to herself.

“Wanda, I’ll stay and watch over her while you go and clean up.” The Russian suggested. “I promise to call you if anything changes.”

Looking up at your peaceful face, Wanda exhaled shakily, green eyes shining with tears before laying your hand back at your side and standing from her seat, knowing there was no chance in fighting the redhead. Quietly, she shuffled towards the head of the bed and leaned down to press a soft kiss to your lips.

“I will be back soon, my love.” She uttered lovingly. “I promise you.” She pressed one final kiss to your lips before turning to Natasha. “You call me if she wakes up.”

“I promise.” Natasha vowed, looking at you before moving back to Wanda with a firm nod.

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Stepping out of the elevator and onto her- your shared floor of the compound, Wanda was greeted by a soft meow and the light patter of feet.

“Hello, Silver.” She smiled, moving forward and picking the small animal up. “I’m sorry for leaving you with the team for a while,” the kitten revelled in the affection that Wanda gave him, purring softly as she ran her hand over his head.

Once she’d felt that she gave the cat enough attention, she allowed him to settle on her shoulder as she made her way toward the bedroom.

Entering your room, Wanda sighed. She hasn’t been inside since your disappearance, opting to sleep in her old room or even on the couch at times when she was too in her thoughts.

The thought of sleeping alone in your shared bed was enough to bring tears to her eyes. Something she’d found out within the first week of you missing. She wasn’t able to sleep without you beside her for her nightmares returned full force with a few new ones featuring you.

She cast a glance over the framed pictures that lined the top of your dresser, a small smile appearing on her face as she recalled the memories that came with them.

Various team photos played in a slideshow on a fancy digital frame that Tony gifted you a while back; another held a pic of you, Nat & Clint, you had Clint in a headlock while Nat just stood off to the side with her head in her hands.

The last picture, however, Wanda adored. It was at the engagement party that Tony had ‘offered’ to throw you. It had been a fairly fancy party, she might point out.

You had dressed in a pair of your nicest slacks, a button-up white shirt with a charcoal grey waistcoat while she wore a figure-hugging deep red dress. Her fingers delicately tangled in the baby hairs at the base of your neck while yours rested on her waist, foreheads pressed against one another as you swayed softly to the music. Neither of you cared about the world around you as you did.

With a shuddering breath, she set Silver on the bed and wiped the tears from her face, before stepping into the bathroom.

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30 minutes later, Wanda was back at your bedside, freshly showered and changed with Silver curled up on her lap, a book levitating in red mist allowing her to run one hand along the kitten’s back, while the other held your hand, thumb running gentle circles on your knuckles. Besides the situation & beeping of the monitors attached to you, it was an almost peaceful silence.

“Y’know pets aren’t allowed in the medical wing, right?” Tony’s voice pulled Wanda from her thoughts, the young woman jumping slightly in response.

“He keeps me calm, you know that.” She told the billionaire, running a hand over Silver’s head, the kitten purring in content.

Tony was about to respond when the heart rate monitor you were connected to began to beep incessantly, Wanda’s grip on your hand tightening in fright. She listened to the rapidly increasing beep of your heart monitor with watery eyes. As Tony headed to the door calling for a doctor, when you suddenly shot up into a seated position, eyes snapping open and gasped for air.

“Y/N?” “Hey, kid?” Tony and Wanda chorused, trying to catch your attention.

Your eyes darted around the overly bright white room as your vision cleared, eventually landing on the two blurry figures at your bedside.

“Tony?” You wondered, lifting a hand to wipe at your face. “Wanda?” You blinked a few more times to make sure you weren’t seeing things.

“Detka? (baby?)” Wanda squeezed your hand cautiously, trying to get your attention.

“Wanda,” You mused. “Hi love. Is that my jumper?” She shrugged in response, tears falling from her eyes. “And who’s cat is that?”

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An hour later, the doctor in charge of your care had filled you in on all you needed to know medically. Tony had left to inform the team and Wanda had stayed to inform you on what had happened while you were unconscious.

“And this is Silver,” she told you. The small siamese purred contentedly as he lay curled in your lap, your hand running along his back. “He was a gift from Tony. Not long after…” As she trailed off, you knew that she was referring to your initial disappearance.

“Silver, huh?” You pondered, a soft smile on your face as your fingers scratched Silver’s chin. “Does that have any reference toward a certain blue-eyed, silver-haired speedster we know?” You questioned trying to change the subject as quickly as possible. “I mean, I can definitely see the resemblance.”

The pair of you continued catching up until the door to your private room (courtesy of Tony) opened and Nat, Steve, Clint & Sam all filed in. Natasha being the first to approach, pressing a kiss to your head before each of the guys gave you a careful side hug.

You were catching up with Steve when you spotted the bag slung over Clint’s shoulder.

“We pull you in from the school run there, Clint?” You joked, the archer scoffing in response. “What’s with the backpack?”

Clint just scoffed in return and threw the backpack into your lap. “Very funny,” He said. “I stopped off with Nat and we grabbed your backup bag you keep ready for this kinda situation.”

“Thanks you guys” you nodded as you reached for the bag, pulling out a fresh shirt.

You moved to stand from the bed, only for you to fall into Wanda when you collapsed. A surprised gasp coming from Wanda as you ended up in her lap.

“I mean you already knew I fell for you but it doesn’t hurt to tell you again” You smirked, arms snaking around her neck, hers around your waist. The both of you leaned in, lips barely touching when the sound of someone clearing their throat caused you to pull away.

“Almost forgot we had company” Wanda mumbled hiding her face in your neck, colour creeping up her own from embarrassment.

“Right, out you guys please.” You waved your arm at them. “I need to get dressed and would like some time alone with my fiance.”

“Oh that reminds me,” Wanda said, removing her hands from your waist and up to the back of her neck.

You watched as she pulled a chain from under the neckline of the jumper, a brief sparkle catching your eyes as the fluorescent lights overhead caused the gem on your ring to sparkle.

“I thought I lost it” You mumbled. “How?” Wanda just smiled as you held your hand out for her to place the ring back on your finger, where the both of you wanted it to stay.

“Let’s just say Fury has his ways” The young redhead told you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

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randomshyperson · 2 years

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I was thinking as a request for your blurb collection/kink specials bottomWanda and villain reader getting it on after they've captured Wanda and they leave behind their calling card after Wanda falls asleep.

A/N: Hi friend! I think i changed a little bit, but the idea is pretty much the same. I hope you liked it, I sure enjoyed writing.

Blurb Collection Kink Specials - #09 "All Those Times Before"

Words: 337

Warnings: (+18), mentions of smut, explicit language.

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You could still taste her after many hours on the road.

Wanda should be waking up now, in the same bed in one of your hiding places where she found you last night.

If you close your eyes, you can still feel vividly the way her pussy twitched on your tongue, when she cum while riding your face.

Or the way she moaned your name with her head back.

Damn, your little witch was almost sinful, so irresistible.

One of your men was calling, wanting to know your whereabouts after the misfortune encounter with the avengers. But you were already on your way to another safe place, and wanted to enjoy your memories more before facing reality.

Across town, Wanda sank her face into a pillow, grumbling in a mixture of guilt, shame and longing.

She did it again.

She could already imagine Steve's scolding, or Nat and Sam's giggles when she reported that you escaped.

And yet, she couldn't say she regretted it.

Because she could practically feel your hands running all over her body, your fingers teasing her nipples and turning her into a moaning, panting mess. Or the delicious way you ate her out, making her see stars.

She forced herself to open her eyes and look around the room.

She didn't even try to feel the bed, you never spent the night.

What she found, as she sat up, was a piece of paper on the sheet.

Your gang's contact card. And she let out a dry laugh, using her free hand to push back her hair as she read the verse.

“Until next time, little witch. Caribbean or Paris I wonder.

-Y/N.”

You always left hints behind. And she would always find you, only to let you run away again. And in the meantime you two would end up in a bed. Or against any surface you could hold her against while you fucked her.

Wanda wasn't going to complain.

And just like you, she couldn't wait for the next time.

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randomshyperson · 3 years

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Hi, Mary! Are your requests open? If so, could you write a Wanda x reader, BDSM smut with Wanda using her powers to restrain us and stuff?

A/N> Hey baby, i think so? I don't remeber if I ever closed them. Anyways, watch my blog slowing turning into a nsfw.

Blurb Collection #01 - "Teasing Witch"

Warnings: (+18), Dom!Wanda, explicit content, bondage with powers, brief mommy kink, prasing, bottom reader; breast play.

Summary: Wanda x reader, BDSM smut with Wanda using her powers to restrain us and stuff (Request)

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Wanda bit back a smile as she watched you squirm.

"Is something wrong, baby?" she asked innocently, the fingers of her left hand gently scratching their way down your body as she comfortably sat on your thigh.

You gasped, instinctively fighting the tightness around your wrists, but to no avail.

The characteristic red sparks of her magic, now concentrated in both of your wrists, held you against the headboard. They also kept your legs wide open and pinned at the other end.

You'd think Wanda's eyes should be red too, but she made sure to cover your vision with a black bandage, so you had no way of confirming it.

"Please, Wanda." You sighed, feeling her fingers go lower, as you twitched in anticipation.

"Please what?" she returns, her fingers teasing your intimacy covered by the thin fabric of your panties. You choke, and Wanda can feel the growing wetness. She gives a devilish giggle. "Fuck, you're already dripping, baby. And I haven't even started playing with you."

All your senses are extra alert now because of the lack of visibility. Wanda pulls her fingers away and you only have time to let out a frustrated moan when you feel her tongue against your neck making you quiver.

"Oh." You moan, feeling her trail down your body with soft kisses and licks that make you squirm underneath her. "Please, Wanda." You whimper. "I need... you to touch me."

She looks up, landing her mouth on your left nipple. She kisses the tip and asks, "Here, baby?"

And she sucks it in before you have any chance to respond, eliciting a loud moan from you.

Her other hand goes back to your right breast, and she plays with the nipple between her fingers, turning you into a mess of moans and whimpers beneath her.

You fight the magic, wanting to touch her somehow, but the magic seems to get stronger with each attempt. And then Wanda stops and you gasp in frustration.

"Tsk, I told you to behave." She warns, pulling her hands and mouth away from your breast. You can't see, but she moves her fingers to control the magic so that it doesn't hurt your skin, but doesn't release the grip. "You don't want to make me mad now, do you baby?"

You frantically deny with your head immediately, making her smile.

"Then be a good girl and stop struggling." She commands before settling into your lap, fitting her hips with yours and eliciting a soft moan.

"Yes, mommy."

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randomshyperson · 3 years

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Hi, dear writer! I just saw your "KINK SPECIALS" BLURB/DRABBLES COLLECTION and it's so good! I was thinking, if it's okay with you, maybe one with Wanda having been a brat all day and Y/n punishing her with strap on and ropes 👀 would be awesome, but only if you're okay with it Anyway, thanks and stay safe!

A/N: Hello anon, so i must say ropes for wanda is a no for me. I just know it would trigger her due to hydra time. But I kept the rest :)

Blurb Collection 'Kink Specials' #06 - "Sweet Little Brat"

Warnings: (+18), explicit, smut, strap on use.

Words: 205

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You warned her she was going to regret it, but Wanda trusted her chances.

And now here you are.

"Please, let me cum, please-" whimpered the brunette sprawled open across your bed, legs entwined around your waist as you thrust hard inside her.

Her cry of pleasure was cut short by a gasp as you sank into her all at once and then out, the strap against her swollen clit but not inside for her to achieve the release she wanted so badly.

"I told you, Wanda." You started by using one hand to caress her cheek and the other to press the strap against her clit, making her squirm beneath you. "Be a brat all day and you won't come. And what did you do?"

"Please-" She gasped when you slipped two fingers inside her without warning. You sigh as you find her dripping.

"Always so tight, baby." You muttered affected, moving your hips slightly and making her firm the grip of her legs around you, willing to increase the friction somehow. "Make me feel good and I can think about letting you cum, what do you think?"

Wanda couldn't answer with more than a throat moan as you massaged her clit with your thumb, nodding weakly.

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randomshyperson · 3 years

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Hi, Mary, I saw your role play blurb and it got me thinking... would you consider maybe doing a story where Wanda visits R at their job (they're a cop) and gets super turned on about their uniform and starts flirting with R like she doesn't know them and they realize her intentions and get into the role play?

Blurb Collection 'Kink Specials' #08 - "Hello Officer"

Words: 246

Warnings: A bit of dirty talk and role play, established relationship, semi public, teasing and explicit language. (+16).

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Wanda visiting you at work always made your day better.

Your colleague Steve Rogers warned you that you had a visitor in your office with an insinuating look in his eyes, and you didn't even have to ask to know who it was.

"Thanks Steve." You spoke before heading to your office.

You immediately smiled when you found the figure on its back inside the room as you opened the door, and Wanda looked up from the photographs on the shelf to look at you.

"Hi darling." You greeted and reached over to kiss her but Wanda put a hand on your chest stopping you, and you raised your eyebrows in confusion.

"Officer, I have a complaint." She started, fingers playing with your tie. It took a second for you to understand what she was doing, and your posture relaxed.

"Is that so, Miss Maximoff, and what would that be?"

She bit her lip, her eyes gleaming with mischief and excitement. Wanda stepped closed, pulling your tie with her right hand until your lips were inches apart: "My wife didn't make me cum this morning. I think that's so unfair, don't you?"

You let out a sigh. "I'm sure we can find a solution for this."

"Can you help me, officer?" She asked innocently, licking your lips and making you close your eyes for a second, moaning softly at the sensation.

"Of course, Miss Maximoff. I'm just here to help."

"Then start by locking the door."

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randomshyperson · 3 years

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Hi honey, how are you? I hope you are taking care of yourself and drinking water. 💕

I have a request, if that's okay: top!Wanda with bondage, gag and orgasm control? 🙈 The context can be whatever you want. Thanks! 🥰

A/N> Hi babe, i'm recovering from writing this for you. It's short but i hope you liked.

Blurb Collection - #04 "Nice and Still"

Summary: top!Wanda with bondage, gag and orgasm control? / Request

Words: 350

Warnings: (+18), sub!reader, explicit languange, strap on use, magical bondage, gag, orgasm control and denial, teasing, dirty talk, mommy kink.

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"That's right baby, breath through your nose." Wanda guided with her hand on your chin.

She was standing, and you were kneeling in front of her. Hands clasped firmly behind your back by her magic, and your mouth filled with the strap she was wearing.

Just the thought of the toy being inside you made you soaked, and Wanda smiled, able to read your thoughts. "My baby wants my cock in that tight pussy, doesn't she?" she asked with a falsely innocent tone, stroking your cheek. "But I need you to get it wet for you first, okay? Come on, take it all in that pretty mouth of yours."

You gasped softly, feeling the length in your throat, but Wanda continued to caress your cheek, biting her lips at the image, and despite the short air, you were not going to let her down.

Moving your mouth away, only to swallow the toy again, you maintained eye contact with the woman in front of you, and Wanda sighed in satisfaction at the image.

"You look so hot on your knees for me, baby." She praised, and with the movement of her fingers, you felt a growing familiar sensation at your core, her magic teasing your entrance.

You whimpered, almost losing your rhythm, and Wanda held your chin tightly. "Don't stop or I will."

Nodding before licking her rubber cock again, you moaned softly at the feel of the magic electric wires against your clit.

Wanda didn't go slow, she teased her way in and stimulated until the movements of your mouth became disordered and you began to whimper.

You released her cock with a pop, panting. "Mommy, I'm gonna cum-"

"Not yet, baby." She cut off and interrupted the movements in your pussy, getting a loud frustrated moan from you from being robbed of your climax so close to reaching it. But Wanda was wiggling her fingers next, and lifting you in the air with the magic to lay you on the bed, "I want you to cum against my cock first."

It wasn't you who was going to contradict.

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Pairing: dark!Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha gives you a good night that leads to a hectic morning.

Warnings: dark themes, gaslighting, a bit of smut (18+ ONLY)

A/N: idk about y’all but...I am enjoying this so much. I think this series might be one of my favorite things I’ve ever written! anyway please please let me know your thoughts (not to be thirsty but I survive solely on water and your feedback), and don’t be afraid to let me know if I missed any warnings too! I don’t want anyone to accidentally read anything they aren’t comfortable with!

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Opening your eyes felt like peeling the end of a piece of tape from the roll, difficult but satisfying once it happened. It took a minute to adjust to the darkness and you shot up when you did, realizing you were in an unfamiliar room, your body covered in sheets of a bed you don’t remember climbing into.

“Everything okay, printsessa?”

You turned at the familiar voice, unsure if you should feel concerned or relieved at the sight of Natasha sitting up next to you. Her hand gently touched your back and you flinched away, which only made her move closer to you.

“Did you have a nightmare--”

“Where am I?” you cut her off in a shaky tone, and she sighed before reaching over on her side of the bed to turn on a lamp. Your eyes wandered around the room, empty except for a couch, a dresser holding a television and your bag in the corner.

“Baby, don’t you remember?” Her soft tone brought you back to her gaze, green eyes that pulled you in every time. “You told me you were off for a few days and I suggested we spend that time away from the city.”

“I don’t remember anything after meeting your best friend.” You shifted in bed slightly, wincing when pain shot through your lower leg. “Why does my ankle hurt?”

“You stumbled on your way in before I could warn you about the tricky step in the yard.” She chuckled quietly, her smile fading a bit as her hand ran along your arm and tangled your fingers together. “Are you sure you’re alright? You seem nervous.”

“Yeah! Yeah, I’m fine.” You took a deep breath and attempted a smile. “I just feel like a chunk of memory is missing, or that I just hit the fast forward button through the rest of the day.”

“How about I turn on some insignificant little show to get your mind off of everything?”

You nod and she reaches for the remote, turning the television on with one hand and using her other arm to pull you in, securely hooking around your waist as you rest your head in the space between her shoulder and neck. She finally settled on a show and left it on a low volume, returning the remote to the bedside table and resting her hand on your thigh after pulling your leg across hers.

Focusing on the late night comedy became difficult as the hand on your thigh ran higher until it was suddenly under your shorts, gone again before you could react. The hand on your waist reached under your shirt to unclasp your bra, and in a split second you were on your back on the mattress with two of Natasha’s fingers under your waistband.

“I want these off,” she practically growled in a way that made you grip the sheets in anticipation.

She used both hands to rip away your shorts in an aggressive fashion that had your hips lifting to help her on their own accord. Her torso pressed against yours as she leaned in to kiss you, one hand holding your wrists together above your head while the other dipped into your underwear. Your mouth fell open against hers when you gasped, and she wasted no time inserting her tongue and fingers simultaneously.

Your eyes squeezed shut as your hips rocked against her hand, and Natasha found herself pulling away from the kiss to admire you. She smiled at the way your head pushed further into the mattress as pleasure washed over you, hands pushing and fighting against hers and losing every time.

“Open your eyes,” she demanded as she picked up her pace inside of you and you moaned loudly in response. “I want you to look at me.”

You followed her orders, meeting her intense eyes once more that held just the right amount of softness, and a loud squeak escaped you as your release came. She worked you through the sudden orgasm, a tired sigh falling from your lips as she slipped out of your underwear. Your hands stayed pressed into the mattress as they were released from her grip, a light slap felt on your cheek just as your eyes began to close.

“No resting yet, pretty baby. I’m nowhere near done with you.”

The next time you woke, the room was lit by the sun. You carefully stretched your aching body as you sat up, taking in all of the little bruises scattered across most of your skin that reminded you of Natasha’s wish to “show everyone who pleases you”. You searched on your side and crossed the vacant side of the bed to check Natasha’s nightstand for your phone, coming up empty handed. It was then that you noticed a silk robe on the end of the bed and slipped it on, opening the door to find your girlfriend.

You smiled as you rounded a corner downstairs and spotted Natasha at the kitchen table, quietly reading a newspaper while sipping coffee. She placed her mug on the table as you approached, moving her arm to leave room for you to climb onto her lap, which you did happily.

“Morning, printsessa. Did you sleep well?”

“Just woke up a little sore, but I feel rested.” You adjusted yourself and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, leaning your head against hers while she grabbed her mug again. “Do you know where my phone is?”

“Did you check your bag?”

“No, it looked empty. But that’s okay, I can find it later.” You twirled a few strands of bright red hair around your fingers as you daydreamed, your eyes drifting over to the newspaper and widening when you noticed the date on the top. “Um, I think I’m going to take a shower. Be right back.”

“Okay, hurry.”

Her teasing smile pressed against your skin when she turned to quickly kiss your cheek, and you slid out of her lap while forcing yourself to walk away normally. A week had passed since the day you went to the tower and you didn’t remember anything before last night, if it even was just last night. You had no way of knowing anymore.

When you reached the room you moved quickly to look for your phone in your bag, urgently searching every pocket before moving onto the bed. You looked under it and in between the mattress and box spring, shifting toward the nightstands next. Nothing. When you opened the closet doors, you nearly fainted.

It was full of your clothes, shirts and pants that you knew you didn’t pack a week ago. Even dresses you hadn’t worn in months were here, and your entire shoe collection was on the floor underneath it all. Shakily opening the drawers of the dresser, you discovered underwear, bras and sleepwear of yours as well.

You began pulling a few things out to make a full outfit, heading into the bathroom to prep for the shower you’d used as an excuse to escape. Not only did you need to keep appearances before Natasha could catch onto your nerves, but you also needed time to think about what was happening to you. More importantly, what were Natasha’s intentions with you?

You were doing a final rinse in the shower, your mind racing as you tried to remember anything that would help you make sense of what happened, when you heard the bathroom door open. You forced yourself to stay calm when you heard Natasha’s voice on the other side of the glass door.

“Printsessa, I need to get groceries. Should I wait for you?”

“No, I’m still pretty tired. I think I’ll go back to sleep when I’m done.”

“Alright, but I’m making you eat when I come back.”

You counted ten seconds following the bathroom door closing and turned the water off, stepping out of the shower and drying as quickly as you could. Your clothes were on in no time and you ran downstairs just in time to see her pulling out of the garage through the window of the front room. You noticed another car parked beside the one she was driving, and you quickly made your way over to find the keys.

Luckily they were hanging on a hook on the wall, and you snatched them up hastily, pressing the button on the remote and yanking the door open as soon as it unlocked. Within minutes you were out on the road, driving to who-knows-where. You just needed to leave, get as far away from that cabin as possible and find out why you couldn’t remember anything before something worse happened to you.

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Pairing: dark!Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader, future dark!WandaNat x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha tries to get you accustomed to your new life, and Wanda has a confession for her best friend.

Warnings: dark themes, slightly sexual content

A/N: currently wishing that Wanda and Nat teaming up to obsess over their girlfriend together had been my plan all along because I’m in love with the concept already! this part’s pretty tame compared to previous ones because it’s more of a filler chapter, but I might post 7 tomorrow to make up for it...anyway, tell me your thoughts!!

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Commotion in the connected bathroom brought you to consciousness the following morning, and you sat up to stretch as your fiery-haired captor walked into the room. Her eyes trailed over your frame shamelessly, a soft smile on her lips as she walked over to drop clothes in the laundry basket on the opposite side of the room.

“Good morning, my love. Feeling rested?”

“Yeah, I guess,” you mumbled as you rubbed your eyes, jumping back when you opened them to the sight of Natasha sitting next to you. “Fuck, you’re quiet.”

“Lots of practice, baby.” She leaned forward to peck your lips, stealing a few more quick kisses before pulling away with a grin. “I’ll make some breakfast while you get ready.”

“Ready for what? I’m not exactly allowed to leave.”

“There’s nothing out there for you!” she snapped, taking a deep breath and bringing her smile back to the surface. “I wanted to give you a proper tour of our home today, one that you could remember anyway.”

You got up and grabbed some things for the shower, deciding that it was far too early to fight with someone who had the upper hand anyway. Of course you took your time anyway, moving so slowly with showering, moisturizing and dressing that Natasha returned to the room to look for you.

“Food’s getting cold,” she huffed, arms folded across her chest as she stood in the doorway.

“Thought you couldn’t cook anyway.”

“I’ve been learning from Wanda.”

As soon as you stood up from putting on socks, she grabbed your wrist roughly and pulled you behind her on her way back to the kitchen. She then pulled out your chair and pushed you into it, taking a seat across from you and digging into her meal. The pancakes and eggs on your plate seemed surprisingly edible, and the two of you ate in silence until your plates were cleared. After washing the dishes, Natasha took hold of your hand, lacing her fingers between yours as she pulled you to your feet once more.

“I don’t want you to get bored, so you have access to every room except the bedroom at the end of the hall. I locked it so you wouldn’t be tempted to wander in there,” she told you with a wink as she led you away from the kitchen.

She showed you the spacious backyard, pointing out the different swings attached to the huge trees and the jacuzzi that was covered but ready for use. She also implied that you’d be in trouble if you were to step foot in the garage again, especially to try and escape. She trusted you enough to leave the keys on display, and wouldn’t hesitate to put you in your place if you made any moves.

She showed you a few more bedrooms (one that held whatever clothing she’d moved from the tower), and another bathroom before leading you to the main level again. There you found a third bathroom, one more bedroom, a dining room with a much bigger table and a living room with a huge television.

There was another television in the basement, even bigger than the one in the living room, and a room marked “Security” that was also off limits to you. Around another corner is where you found a gaming area. You sat on the pool table and looked around at the arcade machines and video games that were in various areas of the room. You were so lost in admiring everything that you didn’t realize Natasha was speaking to you until her hands were on your thighs, spreading them apart enough for her to step between them.

“You didn’t hear a word I said, did you?” Her tone was playful, and you felt yourself physically relaxing as her fingers ran back and forth between your hips and knees.

“No, sorry. I’ve never seen so many games in one house.”

“Well, they’re all yours now, printsessa. Really, you can have anything you want...” Her voice seemed to deepen as one of her hands landed on your lower back, her forehead leaning against yours to give you a perfect view of her eyes as they darkened with lust. “All you have to do is ask.”

Her free hand joined the other as she kissed you, pulling you closer to the edge of the pool table as she worked her tongue into your mouth. Your legs wrapped around her waist as you got lost in the feeling, breathing a little heavier as her lips separated from yours to ghost over your neck, nibbling here and there until she found a spot that made your back arch in her hold. After teasing you until you were grinding impatiently against her, she pushed you back onto the table and started unbuttoning your jeans just as someone cleared their throat.

Natasha pulled back slightly and the two of you turned your head to see Wanda in the doorway, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. You quickly sat up as Wanda walked into the room.

“I’m uh, so sorry to burst in like this, Tash. Clint is here and I also need to talk to you when he’s gone.”

“Alright, I’ll be back.”

She sighed in frustration as she forced herself to leave you while she ran upstairs, and you found yourself looking at the seemingly nervous witch while she avoided your eyes. You weren’t sure if it was the fact that she held control over your mind for a week (or possibly more), but you felt surprisingly at ease in her presence, which only made you more curious about her.

“You’re not using your powers on me right now, are you?” Your question broke the silence and caused her to finally make eye contact with you, her gaze significantly less red than the first time but still nice.

“No, of course not. Why do you ask?”

“I don’t know. I just feel weirdly peaceful around you, and I thought maybe you were doing something.”

She shook her head as her polite smile turned into a grin, and she seemed to just muster up the courage to say more to you when Natasha came downstairs again.

“Okay, Clint’s gone,” she told Wanda as she approached you again, leaving a gentle kiss on your lips and cheek. “Go play a game while we talk in the other room, baby.”

Natasha watched you jump down from the pool table obediently and head over to the nearest arcade machine, an adoring smile on her lips the entire time. She then turned to Wanda and nodded at the couch in front of the television, following her over there and sitting next to her.

“What’s going on? You seem shaky.”

“I think I should stop helping you,” Wanda told her, shrinking back a bit when Natasha frowned.

“What, you got cold feet or something?”

“No, I just have a problem and I don’t want it to get worse.” She sighed heavily, mentally reminding herself to stay calm. “I think I’m falling in love with Y/N just as quickly as you are. She’s been in my head since the night I went with you to her apartment and I thought maybe it was just physical attraction but… Honestly, I’d kill anyone if it meant being able to have her the way that you do, and I don’t think it’s fair of me to stick around when I feel this way.”

Natasha was silent for a few moments with a neutral expression, and Wanda didn’t dare listen to her thoughts in fear of hearing something she’d hate. Finally her best friend turned to her with a playful smirk.

“Well, as long as my printsessa agrees, I don’t see why we can’t share her.”

Wanda felt her muscles releasing every bit of anxiety-induced tension they held, and a timid smile appeared on her own features.

“Are you sure, though? If this isn’t something you want, I have no problem just--”

“It’s fine,” she chuckled as she grabbed Wanda’s hand to stop her from rambling. “It’s new for me, but I’m willing to try it out. Maybe our baby will listen better to both of us.”

“Our baby...I love the sound of that.”

“I do too.” She squeezed her hand with a suddenly mischievous grin as she came to a realization. “Since you’ll be joining us, I have something to show you.”

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Pairing: dark!Natasha Romanoff x dark!Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: The day to escape has come, and you push your feelings aside to get the job done.

Warnings: dark themes, brief injury mention

A/N: I’m planning on making part 15 the ending (which feels crazy to say!!), but if it turns out to be outrageously long, I’ll split it into two parts. also the book I mentioned is by Aleatha Romig, and I think I may order it to read! it seems like it’s much darker than this story, so please be warned of that if you also decide to give it a chance! anyway, can’t wait to hear your thoughts!

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You blinked slowly as you were unwillingly brought to consciousness by the sound of your iPad ringing again. For a moment you sat there, surprising yourself when tears filled your eyes. Sure, you’d had some good moments with your girlfriends despite all the manipulation, but were you really going to miss being held captive?

Deciding not to debate the subject with yourself, you quickly wiped your eyes before rolling over to answer the Facetime call. You were met with the connecting screen and then their beaming faces replaced yours, and a sleepy smile was painted on your features as you realized they were also lying in bed.

“You sure don’t let a girl sleep in, huh?” you teased in a raspy tone, clearing your throat immediately.

“Sorry!” Wanda laughed. “We just wanted to see you before we went to sleep.”

“Are you feeling okay?” Natasha interjected with a frown. “You sound different.”

“I’m fine, just need some water.” You stood with the iPad in your hand, placing it on the bed for a moment while you slipped your robe on. “I don’t know if you remember, but the two of you had me screaming last night.”

“No, we remember very well.”

“Hi, Wesley!” Wanda called as he came into view after pulling the sheets up higher over herself and Natasha.

“Oh, hey guys!”

You handed the device over to him as you walked around him to get water from the fridge, smiling as you overheard his question about the trip and your girlfriends’ enthusiastic responses. Part of you wished this was normal, that your cousin was just visiting while they were out of town and not playing the double role of babysitter for them and partner in crime for you, but you shook the thought away as you were handed the iPad again.

“Good news, printsessa. We should be home in three days instead of five,” Natasha told you with a grin and you gasped.

“Wow, really? That’s amazing! Although I wouldn’t mind if you could come sooner, because I’m getting kind of bored with Wes.” Your sigh turned into laughter as he playfully shoved you.

“Be nice, baby,” Wanda teased with a giggle that was quickly followed by a yawn. “Alright, get some breakfast and we’ll get some sleep.”

“Okay! Text me when you wake up.”

“Of course, printsessa. We love you.”

“Love you too,” you offered with a smile and wave, releasing a deep breath when the call ended.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” you answered through another sigh. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You’re actually falling in love with them, aren’t you?”

“Probably.” You dropped the iPad on the table and stepped back to lean against the sink. “But it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m not backing out.”

“As long as you’re sure.” He hands you a plate of pancakes with a sympathetic smile. “I talked to Kendall and the safe house is all set up, just waiting for our arrival. Also wrote down all my contacts and erased everything from my phone and trashed it.”

“We can pack the food after I have a shower,” you added after swallowing a bite of food. “That’ll give them time to fall asleep. Then we can put everything in the car and get the security system disarmed.”

“I’m surprised you’re able to eat right now. I know how nervous you are about this going well.”

You paused with another forkful of pancakes held to your lips, simply shrugging in response. “Turns out I’m a pretty good actress.”

As soon as you were dressed you ducked into a camera free zone, checking your device and sighing in relief when you heard their light snores. You wasted no time in making sure you weren’t missing anything in your bag and tucked your burner phone in your pocket as you made your way downstairs.

“They’re asleep,” you announced as you entered the kitchen, stepping over to the counter where Wesley was sorting food into another bag.

“Okay, I’m almost done. I’m only packing snacks from the pantry. We’ll just have to wait until we’re done driving to have a meal. I have bottled water in the car.”

The two of you worked quickly to grab what you could and placed the food and your own personal bags into the backseat before coming back inside and heading to the basement. Wesley picked the lock of the security room and led you inside, and your mouths fell open at the sight. It was bigger than expected, one area of the room dedicated to surveillance of the house and surrounding land, and the other part more of an office area used for mission related things.

Once you’d gotten into the security system, a password protected screen popped up and you took a moment to really think about what it could possibly be. Your mind raced back to the first meeting, first date and any other first that followed, trying not to linger too long on the happier moments.

“What do you think it is?” Wesley finally questioned after a minute of silence.

“Try ‘consequences’.”

A mixture of pride and nausea stirred inside you when you were immediately granted access, but you focused on disabling the security system, jumping to your feet when the two minute timer started. You dropped the tracker on the table before you ran out and got into the car, driving through the gate mere seconds before it began to close. Wesley pulled over to change the license plates once you were a safe enough distance away from the house, and then you were on your way to your new safe home, deep in the middle of Nebraska.

“I have a question,” Wesley broke the silence an hour later, and you turned away from the road to give him your attention. “How did you know the password?”

“It’s the name of the book Natasha was holding when she asked me out. The main character meets a man after work that takes her out to dinner and then kidnaps her, and I don’t know if she knew that when she picked it up or if the summary alone gave her the idea but…It’s just so fucking similar to what they put me through and I just--”

A shiver rippled through you as you allowed your anxiety to take over for a moment, and Wesley was quick to grab your trembling hand in his.

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s over now,” he assured you calmly and you exhaled a shuddering breath as you closed your eyes.

“I really hope you’re right.”

On the other side of the world, Natasha and Wanda were just waking up from their night of slumber, and Wanda was quick to grab her phone and text you while the woman beside her stretched and yawned.

“What are you up to?”

“Just letting printsessa know we’re awake now.” Wanda put the phone down with a sigh. “Is it bad that I want to retire soon just so I can go back to waking up next to her everyday?”

“Not at all,” Natasha chuckled lightly, running her palm along her bare spine. “The last mission I went on alone, I could barely sleep. It felt like a piece of me was missing.”

“Heading out in half an hour!”

The two women faced each other as Steve’s voice came through the door, playfully rolling their eyes and sharing knowing smiles as they begrudgingly climbed out of bed.

Unfortunately for them, they didn’t return to their room again until nearly midnight, midafternoon for you, after just barely escaping the base they infiltrated and making tons of detours to ensure they weren’t followed to the safe house. Once everyone’s injuries were tended to, Natasha and Wanda broke away to shower and collapse onto the bed once they were done.

“Tash,” Wanda began, lifting her head to reveal a concerned expression. “Printsessa didn’t text back. She didn’t even open the message.”

“What?”

Natasha comes closer to take the phone, checking for herself and feeling a panic rise in her chest immediately. She quickly switched over the check the live camera footage, and a mix between fear and anger swirled around inside her when she didn’t spot you or Wesley in any of the rooms.

“Fuck!”

“Nat, what’s going on?” Clint questions as he stops in the doorway, noticing the tears beginning to spill down Wanda’s cheeks.

“Get in here and close the door. We have a problem.”

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Pairing: dark!Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha fills in the blanks of your memory while reminding you that she always gets what she wants.

Warnings: dark themes, a little violence, handcuff use, manipulation

A/N: I have nothing to say really except I love this story and I hope you do too! also can’t wait to hear your thoughts :)

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After a while of driving as far away as you could, you eventually pulled over to check where you were, which was about halfway between the city and the cabin up north you escaped from. You put in the address of the bookstore and kept driving, hoping to find someone there to answer your questions and help you out of this. Whatever this was.

You found parking behind the building, running around to the front because you didn’t have your key for the employee door and sighing in relief when you turned out to be the only person there besides an employee.

“Ron!” you called frantically and he faced you with a confused smile.

“Y/N, hey! What are you--”

“I need your help. Please,” you added, nodding toward the backroom and he quickly led you back there.

“I’m surprised to see you here. Is everything better with your family?” he asked as he closed the door and you froze.

“What do you mean?”

“You emailed the boss sometime last week saying that you needed to travel to your hometown for a family emergency and that you didn’t know when you’d be back.”

Your knees gave out and you quickly sank into the nearest chair, feeling panic rise in your chest, clenching painfully around your pounding heart. Tears began to build in the corner of your eyes and you shook your head when Ron asked if you were alright.

“Ron, I need help. I think I’m--”

The door flew open and bumped harshly into the wall, and your stomach turned in fear of the two Avengers in the doorway.

“Wan, handle him for me,” the redhead requested, her cold gaze never leaving yours.

“Gladly.”

You couldn’t bring yourself to turn away from the piercing emerald stare, flinching when you heard Ron’s body collapse. Wanda returned to her place beside Natasha, whose monotone expression was scaring you more with each passing second.

“You want to explain to me what you’re doing here instead of resting in bed?”

“You lied to me!” you yelled back, anger starting to seep in when she simply scoffed in response. “A week has passed and I don’t remember any of it, and then I find out you contacted my job so they wouldn’t come looking for me! What the fuck are you doing, Natasha?”

She was across the room in seconds with her hand cupping your jaw, and a whimper escaped you when her grip tightened.

“You better watch your mouth when you speak to me, printsessa, or you’re going to make me very angry. I didn’t tie you up because I thought I could trust you, but you need to earn that now.”

She turned back to Wanda, and your eyes widened at her next words.

“Put her to sleep so we can get out of here.”

Your eyes opened slowly, and you nearly cried at the sight of the room you’d tried to escape, now painted in light from the evening sun. You attempted to sit up and stretch, panicking when you felt the handcuffs around your wrists and locked to the bed frame that stopped you from moving far. You struggled and pulled at them for a few moments, instantly freezing when Natasha walked in holding a tray in her arms and a smile on her lips.

“Dinner time, pretty baby. You haven’t eaten all day.” Her voice held a bit of a singsong tone to it, a huge contrast to the one she used with you earlier.

“I don’t want any food from you.”

Natasha frowned at the harsh response, sitting on the edge of the bed after placing the tray on the nightstand.

“I see you forgot your manners while you were resting.”

“I wasn’t resting, Natasha! You knocked me out! So forgive me if I’m not dying to let you poison me.”

“I would never poison you.” She placed a hand on your knee, sighing when you flinched away from her touch. “I love everything about you.”

“You don’t know any--”

“No, I know everything about you,” she insisted, her voice hardening again. “Anything you didn’t tell me in the last week, I found it myself and I love it all. I always will.”

To your surprise, she pulled out a key from her pocket as she climbed onto the bed, unlocking the handcuffs to free your hands. You thought of pushing her over and running but the fear of not knowing what she was truly capable of held you back. She noticed your hesitation to escape and smiled, placing a hand on your cheek and rubbing her thumb gently across your skin.

“Good girl.”

She stood up again, opening the nightstand and grabbing a bottle of lotion, which she then began to apply to your sore wrists when she sat down once more.

“How did you find me?”

“Your ankle,” she began, meeting your eyes as she continued to massage the lotion into your stinging skin. “It was sore because I put a tracker there when Wanda lifted your trance. Just in case you get lost.”

“What trance?”

“Wanda put you to sleep so I could bring you here, but you fought me when you woke up. Instead of knocking you out again, she put you in a compliant state of mind, and I loved it. You were so affectionate all the time, and you answered all my questions so sweetly.”

“If you loved it so much, why am I back now?”

“Because it wasn’t completely you,” she sighed, placing the bottle on the nightstand behind the food. “I wanted this version of you, where you can remember everything and still be compliant, which I’m sure you’ll have no trouble doing.”

“Why would I obey someone who kidnapped me, played with my mind and chipped me like some household pet?”

“You just answered your own question, but allow me to add something.” Her hand closed around your jaw once more, tugging you closer. “You will like me much more when you listen.”

Her lips pressed against yours in a kiss that you melted into embarrassingly fast, surprising yourself when you placed your hands on her cheeks and opened your mouth to allow her tongue to explore. Minutes passed before you finally separated, breathing heavily with your palms cupping her face and her fingers digging into your hips.

“You didn’t make me do that, did you? Or Wanda?”

“Nope, we’re alone,” she whispered, pressing her forehead to yours with a grin. “Perhaps, you’ve just finally come around to trusting me.”

“No, that can’t be it.”

A frown settled on her features, and she pulled away to bring all of you back into her vision.

“I don’t want to make you scared of me, printsessa, but it’s the only way you’ll learn. I wish to give you the world, but I also want to protect you from it.”

She shifted to grab the tray from the nightstand, placing it on the bed between you.

“Eat.”

You slowly grabbed the bowl and utensil from the tray, frowning when you noticed her smile as you began to scoop food into your mouth.

“I can’t eat with you watching me like that,” you told her after swallowing.

“Sorry, you’re just so adorable.” She stood up suddenly. “What would you like to drink?”

“Surprise me,” you shrugged, continuing to eat as you watched her leave the room. A voice in the corner of your mind screamed at you, reminding you that all of this was a bad idea, to live as if this was a normal situation. Unfortunately it was much quieter than the part of you that found yourself giving in to Natasha’s needs.

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Pairings: dark!Natasha Romanoff x dark!Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: Wanda lets you have a little freedom and you take advantage of it.

Warnings: dark themes

A/N: I was going to do one long part to show the aftermath/consequences of what the reader did, but decided to leave you on a cliffhanger instead 😏 you have my permission to yell at me for it though. I’ll be posting part 9 tomorrow!

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“Hey, printsessa.”

You looked up from your bowl of cereal, offering Wanda a smile that widened as she approached, placing a gentle palm on your cheek when she leaned down to kiss you.

“Good morning, Wan. I’m almost done,” you added as you gestured to your bowl, and she shook her head.

“That’s not what I came over here for, although we do need to leave soon.”

“Oh, then what’s going on?” you questioned before shoveling your last spoonful in.

“I wanted to give you this.” She grabbed your hand and turned it over, dropping an iPad into your palm. “My meeting at the tower will be pretty long and then we have to wait another hour or so for Tash to get back from her mission, so I don’t want you to get bored. I downloaded all the games you like and a reading app.”

“Thank you, Wan.”

She responded to your gratitude with a kind smile and a kiss on your forehead, grabbing your dishes as she pulled away and taking them over to wash. You unlocked the iPad, using the time Wanda was distracted to quickly download Instagram and log in. A few DMs popped up once the app loaded, and the one that caught your eye first came from your ex-girlfriend, Brittani Gray.

Hey! I know it’s been a while since we’ve talked, but I’ll be in your city this week for work! I hate to be so last minute, but I’m only free to meet today.

The message was sent an hour ago, and you found yourself quickly responding to her before you had time to think about your actions. You named the place you wanted to meet in and closed the app, switching over to a game just as Wanda walked away from the sink.

“Ready to go?” she asked and you nodded sweetly, your expression dripping in false innocence.

“There she is!”

You looked up from subconsciously counting the tiles in front of your feet, meeting the eyes of the billionaire that owned the tower you just entered.

“You must be the girlfriend. Tony Stark, nice to meet you, kid.”

You told him your name and extended a hand, fighting the urge to roll your eyes or gag when he grabbed and planted a kiss on the back of it. He then moved on to address Wanda, and you wandered over to a nearby armchair, removing the iPad from the little crossbody satchel you were given to carry it in. You plugged in earbuds and turned on some music while you kept yourself busy with another game until a hand touched your knee.

“Hey.” Wanda’s eyes seemed to sparkle when you met her gaze, and you couldn’t help the look of adoration you gave her. “I’ll be upstairs, but if you need something you ask one of the secretaries to call me. Love you, baby.”

A kiss was dropped on the top of your head before she quickly walked away with Tony, and you knew she was probably kicking herself for the declaration. Despite how much the two enjoyed controlling most aspects of your life, the one thing they never pushed for was a confession of love. Natasha and Wanda knew they loved you, but they wanted you to have the freedom to realize it on your own, so they made it a point not to use the phrase until then.

Another hour or so passed while you busied yourself with sudoku, crosswords, or the occasional coin collecting game until you got bored with it. You then moved onto people watching until a notification came in from Instagram.

I’ll be there in about 20 minutes!

You quickly logged out and deleted the Instagram app, tucking the device away safely in the bag as you got up and exited the tower. Walking to the main street, you quickly hailed a cab, double-checking that the cash you swiped a few days ago while Wanda took a shower was still in your pocket. You paid the driver once you were dropped off and went inside the building.

“Brittani?” you called, your lips forming a grin when she faced you. “Hey! How are you?”

“Hey, I’m great!” she replied as she brought you into her embrace, examining you head to toe when she pulled away. “What about you? I have to imagine pretty well...you’re definitely glowing.”

“Really?” you questioned almost sarcastically with an incredulous expression.

“Yeah, you seem happy.”

“Happy to see you as usual,” you told her casually as you looked around the café. “I’m gonna grab a table while you order.”

“You don’t want anything? My treat.”

“Well, I already ate but I’ll take a--”

“Smoothie?” she finished for you with a teasing grin. “I already know which one.”

You laughed and shook your head as you stepped away to find a table far from the street side of the building, not wanting to be seen by anyone that knew your girlfriends. Brittani sat in front of you a few minutes later with her coffee and muffin, handing your smoothie and a straw over and beaming when your hands brushed.

“You know, as happy as I am that you agreed to meet, I’m very surprised to be sitting here with you now.” She glanced at your confused frown and continued. “Even though things didn’t end terribly between us, I’d always assumed you moved so far to get a fresh start and let go of everything in the past or something.”

“I guess in a way I did but...I don’t know.” A heavy sigh left your lips as you turned your attention to your smoothie. “I was pretty depressed when we broke up because I hadn’t been single in so long. I didn’t know how to handle it and every reminder of you made me angry. I’d planned to go even farther away than this.”

“What stopped you?” she questioned curiously, and her gentle tone helped you feel safe enough to meet her gaze again.

“I just thought that if I was going to move anywhere, it should be for me and not because I’m running from something or someone. So I thought a lot about what I really wanted, did some research and somehow ended up in New York.”

“Well I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you,” she confessed as she leaned forward to grab one of your hands. “Breakup or not, we were friends first, and it feels so weird to not have been there for a rough moment in your life.”

“I know, but everything went how it should’ve,” you assured her, laying your other hand on top of hers. “Had you been there, I would’ve tried to be with you again and I never would’ve learned the things about myself that I did.”

“I’m glad it all worked out then. So have you dated since then or…?” Your eyes widened a bit in panic and she quickly pulled her hands away. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to make it weird.”

“No no, it’s okay.” Your own hands shifted back to your smoothie, and you took a sip with a smile. “So, I see you got that promotion you wanted.”

The conversation moved on from there to details about her job, and she explained all the traveling and salary increases that came with it. You found it easy to listen to her, even though you didn’t understand half of what she was saying, simply enjoying the normalcy of it all. Although you were able to find little moments of enjoyment in your insane relationship with Natasha and Wanda, it’d been a while since you just sat in a public place with someone who wasn’t looking over their shoulders for an enemy most of the time. It was nice.

“So then we somehow ended up with 60 pieces of dessert even though we only ordered 20!”

“Britt, I’m not seeing the problem here.”

She cackled loudly in a contagious way that made it so easy to join in. The two of you were so caught up in laughing that neither of you noticed someone approaching your table until you felt a stern hand gripping the back of your neck and Natasha’s cold voice in your ear.

“You have ten seconds to get in the car before I drag you there myself.”

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Pairing: dark!WandaNat x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha gives you and Wanda time to bond.

Warnings: dark themes, poorly written smut 18+ ONLY(fingering, implied oral)

A/N: hey so...welcome to the smuttiest thing I’ve ever written...so far, anyway! I have a few plans for the future. this one also isn’t as dark because I wanted Wanda and reader to interact in a softer way before she becomes defiant again 👀. anyway, can’t wait to hear your thoughts!

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You knew you should’ve been at least a little concerned when the two Avengers scurried back up the stairs together, whispers and lighthearted giggles passing between them as they went, but you were finding it better not to question things anymore. You simply continued to play the old school fighting game until you heard their footsteps again.

“Printsessa?” You turned at the sound of Natasha’s voice as the game ended. “Come here, please.”

You followed them over to the TV area, sitting on the couch when asked and frowning when the two women continued to stand in front of you.

“What’s going on?”

“Wanda and I wanted to get your opinion on something.” Natasha’s eyes cut over to Wanda, and the two of them seemed to have a silent conversation before turning back to you, this time Wanda speaking up.

“I’ve recently realized that I feel the same way about you that Tash does and...if you want this too, I’d like to be your other girlfriend.”

“Do you have to shove a tracker in my leg too, or is Natasha’s enough?”

You sighed when Natasha angrily spit out your name, but took the moment to really look at Wanda, who seemed a little less shy under your gaze. She was attractive, downright gorgeous even, but you couldn’t jump right into a relationship with her. The only contact you’d had with her so far was a hug that you could hardly remember now.

“I don’t know. We barely know each other and the last time I trusted her to touch me, it was a mistake.”

“Okay. How about this?” Natasha spoke up with a grin. “She can stay here for a week, and if you aren’t feeling it, we can go from there. Sounds good?” The two of you nodded, and she clapped her hands together with excitement. “Perfect, we have a plan!”

“I guess I should go pack some things at the tower then,” Wanda announced as she stepped away, quickly stopped by her crimson-haired friend.

“I’ll do it for you. You stay here and get to know our printsessa.”

She took the car keys from Wanda’s pocket and skipped upstairs before anyone could protest, leaving you and Wanda behind in an awkward silence. She rocked a bit on her heels with her hands clasped together, and you watched her for a minute before speaking.

“You can sit, you know. I don’t mind.” Your eyes never left each other as she sauntered over to drop down on the cushion next to you. “So how long have you...you know…”

“Been falling in love with you?” she finished for you with a grin and you nodded. “The first day I saw you. I’ve been thinking about you a lot since then, and it hit me the last time I saw you that it was more than physical attraction.”

“Well it’s safe to say that my ego is well fed right now,” you joked, a smile forming on your lips when you heard her laugh. Her head tilted back a bit, and your eyes trailed from her crossed legs inches from yours, to the strands of hair that fell over her shoulders and back to her own sparkling eyes as they focused on you again.

“You’re justified in that feeling, by the way,” she assured you as her hand reached over to yours in your lap. “Anyone who passed up an opportunity to treasure and care for you properly is a dumbass.”

Your mind easily shut out everything except her intense gaze that poured into yours and the feeling of her soft fingers brushing yours. You desperately wanted to blame the way your body responded to her touch on Natasha being interrupted earlier, but a nagging voice in the quiet corners of your thoughts told you this was different.

“Can I try something?”

She nodded and you were capturing her lips with yours in no time, instantly becoming enamored with the even softer touch you were greeted with. Only surprising you for a moment, Wanda was the one to take over, parting her lips and introducing her tongue as yours parted too. Noses bumped as you turned your heads in different ways, trying desperately to fall deeper into each other with your hands linked together in your lap.

A few minutes passed before you finally pulled apart, deep breaths passing between the two of you as you studied each other’s reactions. Her eyes seemed darker now, even in the harsh basement lighting, and you were so caught in looking between them and the lips you were dying to kiss again that you almost didn’t notice her hands pulling at your belt loops.

“How do you feel about me now?”

“I feel...really good,” you answered carefully, not wanting to give away how needy you suddenly felt.

“Mhm. I can hear your thoughts, by the way,” she voiced as she leaned again to brush her lips against yours, grinning at your deer-in-headlights expression. “And I don’t mind finishing what Tash started earlier.”

In seconds you were kissing desperately again, this time shifting into Wanda’s lap when she pulled at your thigh to signal that she wanted it. Both hands were cupping your ass and squeezing firmly while yours were framed around her jaw, making sure that she didn’t take her exploring tongue anywhere else any time soon. One of her hands moved to the front of your body, her palm cupping the crotch area of your jeans, and your hips bucked forward at the sudden contact.

“Fuck, Wanda please,” you begged as you pulled back from the kiss, following her movements as she moved her hand slowly back and forth across the denim fabric.

“Please what, baby?” she mocked you, using her thumb to run small teasing circles on your already sensitive area.

“Please fuck me already.”

You whined quietly when she pulled her hand away entirely, instantly silenced by her fingers sliding into your mouth. You followed her instructions to wet them with your tongue as she unbuttoned your jeans with her free hand, letting out a shuddering gasp when she slipped her soaked fingers into your underwear and pushed them into you one at a time.

Once you adjusted to the feeling, you began to ride her hand impatiently while she undressed your top half, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t impressed by her ability to multitask. She tossed your bra to the side and pulled you forward to wrap her lips around one of your nipples, licking and sucking while she kept the other occupied with her free hand, and you found yourself gripping the couch behind her so hard you could’ve torn the upholstery.

A string of curses came out as you found yourself grinding faster against her hand to match her increasing speed, moans tucked between gasps and whimpers following as you felt yourself getting closer to the brink of your orgasm.

“Please don’t stop,” you squeaked out when you were able to catch your breath for a second, and she laughed as she shifted to your other nipple. In the same moment her lips wrapped around it, her thumb began rubbing tight circles around your clit and the dam broke.

You were nearly screaming as your orgasm washed over you, hands shifting to tug at the fabric of her sweater as she helped you ride through it, shushing you as you shuddered in her lap. A loud whimper escaped you as she removed her fingers, feeling the fire ignite once more when she placed them in her own mouth to suck them clean with a wink. You were then pushed off her lap with your back hitting the cushion beside her as she pulled your jeans and underwear completely off. You felt exposed, lying completely nude while she still had on every bit of clothing she arrived in, but the feeling was forgotten when she spread your legs and dove in headfirst.

Natasha walked into the house with two suitcases of Wanda’s things, placing them near the staircase after locking the door and headed to the basement. She felt a bit of concern at the silent nature of the house, which quickly faded when she entered the lounge area and spotted you and Wanda. You were sleeping in her arms on the couch, your naked bodies partially covered with a spare blanket and your head on her chest while her fingers trailed along the bare skin of your back.

“Oh hey,” Wanda whispered with a smile when she noticed Natasha. “Just got here?”

“Yeah, I did.” An amused smirk appeared on her lips as she took in your appearances. “You know, I just assumed the two of you would talk, but I guess this is a better way to get to know someone.”

“Sorry you missed the fun,” Wanda laughed. “But to be fair, you left her hanging earlier.”

“Definitely regret it now,” she chuckled as she came over to drop a kiss on your forehead and then Wanda’s. “Okay, you rest. I’m gonna unpack your clothes in one of the bedrooms.”

“I can do that, Tash, and you can stay here with printsessa. She’s gonna be out for a while anyway.”

“I got it, babe,” Natasha insisted as she stood up again, her eyes lingering on the two of you until she rounded the corner. Her smirk faded into a dreamy smile as she climbed the stairs, thinking of how much fun she and Wanda would have ruining you.

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