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Swing | Wanda Maximoff
A Stripper MILF Wanda Cinematic Universe Story
Summary: Wanting to make up for missed birthdays, you give Wanda quite the present
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader
Warnings: Smut (18 + MINORS DNI), language
Word Count: 1.9K
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You anxiously paced around the living room of your shared house with Wanda.  She was en route back after dropping the boys off at Vision’s for the weekend.  The quiet hour you had to yourself was spent setting up the latest in a long line of birthday gifts for your girlfriend.  It was your way of making up for all the ones her ex had forgotten: how anyone could ignore Wanda on her birthday was incomprehensible.  She insisted that you didn’t need to spoil her, arguing that you didn’t need to make up for Vision’s shortcomings.  You ignored her.  It was the first time in your life you had a woman to spoil and you were planning on taking full advantage of that.  
The gifts started small: cooking her favorite dinner on Monday for no reason, surprising her with her favorite flowers on Tuesday, the new end table she’d been talking about for months on Wednesday, and a long after dinner massage on Thursday.  Wanda wasn’t used to such thoughtful displays of kindness.  Yet you were determined to make sure she had the best birthday yet, which is why you saved the best for last.  This was the present you knew she wouldn’t be expecting at all.  It’s the one she mentioned in passing once not realizing how you’d cling onto it for the last few months.  It was the most expensive of the gifts.  And it was the most…scandalous…of the gifts.  
The sound of the front door unlocking snapped you back to reality.  Your heart pounded in your throat, threatening to explode out of your body entirely as seconds turned to minutes turned to hours as you waited for Wanda to walk down the hallway.  
“Virginia’s over for the weekend.  She brought the kids with her, too.  I know Billy gets along with Vin well enough, but Tommy really doesn’t care for him or Viv.  And I don’t understand why the V names.  Could they not come up with anything else?” Wanda frequently voiced her disdain for her ex-husband’s new girlfriend and her kids.  While you knew that she was happy and secure in your relationship, you also knew that the topic of her failed marriage was a sore subject.  
“The boys’ll be fine, Wands.  It’s just for the weekend.”
“I know.”
“They’ve gotta get used to being around Virginia and the kids.”
“I know.”
“That means we have the weekend to ourselves.”
“I know,” Wanda smirked.
“I have a present for you.”
“Y/N, no.  You’ve already gotten-” “It’s downstairs.”
Wanda’s mouth snapped shut abruptly as she looked at you, a curious expression painted on her face.  
“Follow me?” you asked as you offered her your hand.  You smirked knowingly as Wanda sighed, dropping her hands into your outstretched one.  
“You know, you don’t have to spoil me like this just because it’s my birthday.  Really, it’s okay.”
“I want to make up for all those ones that Vision missed or forgot or whatever…plus this one is for both of us.”
“What do you mean-oh.”  Wanda’s eyes widened as she stared at the hanging mess of nylon and leather straps hanging from the heavy bag hook on the ceiling.  “Oh my god.”
“You like it?” you chuckled, giving Wanda’s hand a slight squeeze.
“Oh my god,” she repeated.  You felt her hand slip from yours as she carefully made her way over to the middle of the room.  Wanda brushed a strand of hair behind her ear as she eyed the set-up with a keen sense of curiosity.  
“Now if you really don’t want another gift, I can always take it back,” you teased, cheekily shoving your hands in your pockets, watching Wanda stare awestruck at the swing in the middle of the room.
“Don’t you dare,” Wanda warned.  “Where on earth did you find one of these?” she asked, reaching up to run her fingers through the straps.
“A magician never reveals his secrets.”
She gave you a look.
“The internet.  Some website.  Google suggested it.”
Wanda’s look turned into a smirk.  The nylon straps danced through her fingers as she continued to examine her newest present.  You felt your heart slowly creeping up your throat the longer you stared at the straps twirling through your girlfriend’s fingers.
“You remembered.”
“Wanda, how could I forget?”  Your heart threatened to burst out the side of your neck as blood rushed through every part of your body.  
“And this is why you wanted the boys to stay with Vision this weekend?” “Do you want to keep asking questions or do you want to try it out?”
Her lips crashed into yours before you could get another thought out.  Instinctively your hands found their way to her waist, pulling her body flush against yours.  She sighed into your mouth, her soft hands gently tugging at your hair.  No matter how many times you did it, kissing Wanda never got old.  Each kiss was a new experience, a new sensation that you perpetually craved.  She was the most entrancing woman in the entire world and she was all yours.
“So how does this work?” Wanda asked breathlessly as you nibbled on the sensitive spot under her jaw.
“Dunno,” you mumbled between kisses, your grip on Wanda tightening as soon as you felt her swoon ever so slightly.  “I think it’s pretty self-explanatory.”
“This won’t fall down, right?” she asked.  Her hands trailed down from your head to the buttons at the front of your shirt.  You shook your head, recoiling slightly as you felt her cold hands brush your chest as she tore at your clothes.
“Hope not.”  You undid the button on her jeans, your fingers slinking inside the waistband.
“Hope not?”
“I mean it should be good.  Don’t see why it wouldn’t be.”
Wanda chuckled as she shook her head.  She knew that you would’ve double and triple checked to make sure the swing wouldn’t fall down the second she got into it.  
“So how do I get in?  Do I just-?”
“I think you just sit back into it and put your legs in the straps,” you replied, stepping out of your jeans and boxers and kicking them behind you.  
Wanda, now in her long sleeve shirt and panties, carefully looked behind her as she grabbed the leather support straps and allowed herself to sink into the swing.  She fell back with an emphatic oomph, tentatively repositioning herself as the two of you prayed she wouldn’t immediately come crashing down.  
“How is it?” you asked, slinking over to the swing and positioning yourself between her legs.
“It’s actually pretty comfortable,” she observed.  “Can you help me get my legs up?”
“Yeah, but let’s get these off first,” you replied, teasing the palm of your hand between her legs.  Wanda whimpered at your touch, a jolt of excitement running through her body as her hips bucked into your hand.  You smirked at her as you pulled off the lace garment, tossing it over your shoulder.  “Leg.”
Wanda lifted her leg up as you grabbed the extended stirrup, guiding her foot through the loop so that her leg sat bent against the swing.  You gently grabbed her other leg unprompted, guiding it to the same position.
“I am definitely going to feel that tomorrow,” Wanda joked.  She reached one hand forward and grabbed your cock.
��Oh yeah?” you stifled a slight groan as she began to pump her hand up and down your length.  
“I’ve already got that bad hip, Y/N.  Let’s see how much more damage you can do.”  
You felt yourself twitch under her grip, hardening as you rocked into her hand.  Luckily you were able to grab the metal bar at the top of the swing to steady yourself.  
“You okay there?” she teased.  You groaned in response, leaning forward to capture her lips between yours.  She smiled into the kiss, knowing full well the intoxicating effect she had on you.
“You gonna keep distracting me or are you gonna let me-?”
“If you don’t put that inside me soon I may actually die.”
“Somebody’s dramatic.” “It’s my birthday, I can be as dramatic as I want today.”
“Is that so?” You grabbed the base of your cock, positioning yourself against her entrance.
“Mmhmm,” she nodded.  
Instead of pushing yourself inside her, you rubbed your head against her folds, coating yourself in the wetness that was pooling between her legs.  Wanda threw her head back and groaned.  She gripped the straps tightly as you teased her, dipping the tip inside briefly before pulling out and sliding around her clit.
“Is this what you wanted, Wands?”
“Y/N, please,” she pleaded in a tone that was uncharacteristically whiny.
With little warning, you pressed yourself into Wanda, her slick folds parting with ease as you buried your length inside her.  The feeling of her warm, wet walls around you elicited a groan from the deepest part of your core.
“Oh my god,” Wanda groaned, her eyes rolling back as you entered her at an entirely new angle for the first time.  “Baby, oh my god.”
“That okay?” you asked.
“Move,” she ordered as she screwed her eyes shut.
You didn’t need to be told twice.  Taking a firm grip on the straps, you rolled your hips into her.  The moan that erupted from her lips was pornographic.  Her body strained and tightened as your cock rubbed against the most sensitive part of her walls.  She squeezed against you as you thrust in and out, forcing you to work harder than normal.
“Fuck,” you gasped, biting your lip as Wanda’s wetness engulfed you over and over again.  
“Right there, Y/N, don’t stop,” Wanda begged.  Her hand came up to rest against your stomach as you picked up your pace, pounding into her slick pussy as you pulled the swing toward you.
“You feel so good, Wands.”
“I love the way your cock feels inside me, baby.  You always-fuck, that’s the spot right there-” Wanda let out a groan, unable to finish her thought as you pulled against the swing, changing the angle ever so slightly.
“You like that?” you gritted through clenched teeth, attempting to stave off your impending orgasm.  
“I’m close,” she whimpered, arching her back against the swing.  “Keep going, just like that.”
“Wanda, I’m gonna cum,” you whined.  “Should I pull-”
“Inside.  Please.  Fill me up.  I want to feel you finish inside me.”
Wanda’s words drove you over the edge.  You groaned loudly as you came inside her, painting her with your seed.  The sensation of being filled with your cum sent Wanda over the edge, too.  She moaned your name over and over as you filled her up, squeezing every last drop from you.
The two of you came down from your highs in a sweaty tangle of naked bodies and leather and nylon.  You collapsed on top of her, panting into her chest as your legs buckled under the ecstasy of your orgasm.  Wanda leaned back, rubbing her hands through her hair as she struggled to control her breathing.
“Best birthday present ever,” she panted.  “I am so sending the boys to Vision’s more often.”
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.  I don’t think it’s possible for us to use this quietly,” you chuckled.  “I’ve never heard you moan like that before.”
“That’s because you just gave me the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
“So what I’m hearing is I need to cum inside you more often.”
“What you’re hearing is I need you to have your way with me in this swing more often.”
“Round two then?” you quipped.
“You’re on.”
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havensins · 9 months
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Spending hours between Wanda’s thighs bc one time she expressed how her past lover(s) never cared to make her cum or make her feel good in that aspect.
[ tw, impact play!! face slapping!!]
i luv this idea! spending hours with her and just teasing her and figuring out what makes her body jolt or twitch.
finding out that the likes to be choked, has a strong kink for impact play, etc. it would be so interesting to try out different things on her bc she’s so sensitive and her body is so responsive!
as you’re letting a couple fingers tease her clit, you bring up your other hand to wrap loosely around the base of her throat. from the way her hips buck up into your hand, you could tell she liked it.
and then she’ll ask you in the sweetest voice, “i want you to hurt me a little…” she looked towards you with her pupils blown as she grind against your fingers. she’d bring the palm of your other hand up to her cheek, and when you finally slap her.. you could feel her clench down on your fingers and practically squeal as an orgasm tumbled out of her.
it would be such a sight to see omg, wanda writhing and moaning on your fingers because of a little slap.
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delulu-with-wandanat · 7 months
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International Affair
Welcome to my shameless self-insert series🤭 Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Last
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Reader Description: Masculine style, They/He, AFAB, International Student, 20 Years Old. Sometimes will be describe using masculine terms (man, boy, handsome, etc)
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x InternationalStudent!Reader
Warnings: Specified age gap (Wanda is 34).
Summary: For their summer break, Y/n decided to spend it in a little town called Westview. It was there when they met Wanda Maximoff. A woman in her 30s with two kids, who seems to be attracted to the college student despite being married.
New York University's tuition was fucking ass. It really is, at a whopping $64,000 tuition fee per year. And that's only the tuition fee, the total estimate of studying in NYU plus living cost was probably over $90,000. Exactly it's fucking insane. Despite receiving a sponsorship from their parent's good friend and also financial aid from NYU, he still needed to figure out how to pay it back.
Sometimes they feel like smacking their head for choosing to study in a city where it's known for its back bank breaking living cost. Can you blame him though? Those tall buildings, shining lights, bustling nightlife, sounds of gunshots, and a huge opportunity for a creative person such as themselves, along with a dash of capitalism. Y/n couldn't help but be fascinated. That American dream that he had been chasing since he saw the Devil Wears Prada.
It was now summer vacation. Instead of going home for the summer, Y/n decided to join this Homeshare Summer program. Basically an elderly person provides home for students to share during the summer. The benefits are plenty, but most notably, cheaper housing rent. His roommates also joined this program, together they sublease their apartment. Adding extra funds to their breaking bank account.
In return, the students must help their elderly host with basic domestic needs. Mostly light household tasks; preparing and sharing meals, tidying up, chores, walking a pet, etc.
Y/n ended up matching with someone in a small town called Westview somewhere in New Jersey. As much as he loves New York, he wanted to spend his summer somewhere else in America.
He matched with a lovely widow named Melina Vostokoff. He learned that she has 2 daughters, both whom are adults with their own respective career. She needed a companion, understandably so, and Y/n was more than happy to assist her in anyway she might need.
"Y/n." Melina called.
"Yes, Mrs. Vostokoff?" Y/n looked up from their laptop, they were sitting on the dinner table editing some footage.
"Oh dear, please, I told you to call me Melina."
"Sorry, Melina. Force of habit." He said with a smile. "What's up?"
"Would you please send all this batches of cookies around the neighborhood? I already have a list of houses on where you can drop them." Melina is known for sharing batches of cookies for free around the neighborhood. Why? Out of kindness.
And also the fact that she loves baking, but ended up not being able to finish it all. So she shares them around the neighborhood.
"Sure, Melina! I'll do that right away."
So he sets of to drop off delicious dessert for Westview citizens. Melina had told them that this was a good chance to ask around for a summer job as well. Which is what he had initially planned to do anyway. Finally they reached the last house, Maximoff Household. They weren't so lucky with the other neighbors, but last one's a charm right? He rang the doorbell.
A person then opens the door. "Hello, I was just-" Holyfucking shit. This woman was absolutely gorgeous.
"May I help you?" She ask, god her voice is sexy.
"Uhhh..." Snap out of it! "Sorry! I'm Y/n, I'm the student staying over the summer at Mrs. Vostokoff. She told me to drop off her Bi-Weekly batches of cookies."
Wanda wasn't stupid, she noticed their nervousness and found it adorable. "Lovely to meet you, Y/n. I'm Wanda, Wanda Maximoff." She offered her hand.
"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Maximoff." He shook her hand.
"Do you go to Westview University?" She was rather intrigued by the younger one.
"No, ma'am. I actually go to NYU, I'm studying film production."
Wanda raised an eyebrow and smiled. "How impressive. Though I must ask, why choose to spend your summer here?"
Damn... her smile.
"Mainly a much cheaper living cost, other than that I figured It'll be good for me to explore other parts of America. New Jersey is not far so it's a good place to start."
"Ah, an International student I see. Is it one of those Homeshare programs?"
"It is!" The student beamed.
What a charming smile he has, Wanda thought to herself. "Say, how old are you, Y/n." She ask while leaning against the door frame, her tone was... rather flirty.
"Um... I'll be turning 21 this year." Wanda hummed at the answer. For what reason Y/n doesn't know either. "Here are your cookies, ma'am." Well shit, he was getting nervous again. Obviously, Wanda staring at him with a look he can't quite pin.
"Oh! Thank you, dear. My sons absolutely love Melina's cookies." She took the container from them.
"Well that's no surprise, I could live off from those cookies alone." They said while laughing lightly. "So I take it you've lived here for a while?"
"Yes, I've lived here for years with my twin boys and husband." Damn it, they thought. "Anything you would like to know?"
"Yes actually! I've been looking for a summer job, but I haven’t had any luck."
"Well, lucky for you, a friend of mine who owns the Cafe in town is looking for a new Barista. She just recently opened the position."
"That's great news! Thank you so much for letting me know, Mrs. Maximoff." They said with a smile, Wanda had another idea in mind.
"However, I think they're only offering part-time. If you're looking for some extra work, I may need a few... help around the house. Would you be interested?" She asked with a devilish smile.
Y/n, being too excited at the possibility of finally landing a job, failed to notice the flirty undertone in Wanda's sentence. "Absolutely!"
"Splendid! Come over to my house tomorrow and we'll discuss the details."
"I will see you tomorrow, Mrs. Maximoff. Thank you again!" The young man said with a bright smile, he started walking backwards onto the sidewalk.
"See you tomorrow, Y/n." Once they turned their backs on her, Wanda bit her lip. She had multiple things in mind for Y/n to help her with.
I did a quick research on the law of international students working in the US. I didn't get into detail but it basically said yes but there are restrictions. So ignore the actual laws, and y'know just - whatever man it's a fanfic :') When I saw the estimated cost of studying in NYU i almost cried-
Also I hope you guys don’t mind I go with a more masculine reader for this one (i really want to be called a good boy by Wanda)
I hope the reader description doesn’t confuse you guys, if it does. Its ok, i self inserted myself and im very confused abt my gender-
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jacelion · 1 year
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Y/N: I like your new skirt!
Wanda: Thanks, it was 50% off!
Y/N: I’d like it better if it was 100% off. *winks*
Wanda: That can be arranged.
Wanda grabbed your hand and guided it underneath her skirt.
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lifespectator · 9 months
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Spasibo
Wanda Maximoff x Gender Neutral Reader
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Summary: After time of being together, Wanda shows you how much your love means to her.
Warnings: None, just fluff
Translation: Spasibo = Thank you (In russian according to google)
A/N: Well, I've been away from writing for like 6 months. I know this is probably not what you want or expect. But I felt the need to write something to get myself going again. Plus, it's been a year since I made my first post on Tumblr (June 24, 2022) so why not? Hope ya'll enjoy, though :)
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"Are we there yet, Wands?" You asked, Wanda, who was pulling you by the arm.
You trusted your girlfriend with all your heart, but after walking blindfolded for 10 minutes and tripping with rocks for a couple of times, you were impatient to know where she was taking you. Wanda wanting to do something like this was completely out of her normal behavior but you always supported her actions, so you went with it.
Wanda giggled. "Relax, boo. We're almost there." Wanda answered. "I promise you will love the surprise." She reassured.
"Great, I was beginning to think you were trying to murder me." Your joke won you a glare from Wanda that went unnoticed by you thanks to the blindfold. Instead, she decided to play along.
"Throwing that possibility out the window was your first mistake." Wanda murmured loud enough for you to hear. A blank expression plastered on your face until you heard the young witch burst in laughter. She looked at you to notice your serious expression.
"Oh, come on. It was funny." Wanda said. You gave in and chuckled. "Ok, fine. You did get me there." You surrendered to Wanda's claims.
You kept walking with Wanda leading the way. Some minutes before, you realized that the floor below you was grass meaning that you were either at a park or an open field. Going to the park with Wanda was a normal thing. Both of you engage in that activity at least once or twice a week. The odd part is that Wanda insisted on going at the time when the dark of the night was completely filling the sky. Without forgetting that she had insisted on covering your eyes with a scarf she owned.
"You have some crazy ideas." You remarked. Wanda responded with an 'mhm'.
"In what aspect though?" Wanda asked, in a teasing tone. You first questioned what she meant but blushed when you caught on. Wanda smirked at your reaction.
"Control yourself now, we're here." Wanda informed. You exhaled as your hands reached to remove the scarf but was stopped by Wanda's own.
Wanda walked behind you. "Let me do it." She brought her hands up to the scarf. "Are you ready?" She asked, sounding rather enthusiastic.
"I am." you answered, eager to know what all this was about.
"Hope you like it." Wanda untied the scarf, finally letting you see again. After blinking a few times to get accustomed with light, what lied in front of you warmed your heart. A picnic blanket with a basket on top of it. She invited you to sit down on the blanket.
You sat next to her, admiring the candles that were also placed in the middle of the blanket. They were fake but they showed Wanda's attention to detail.
"This is so beautiful." You complimented Wanda's work, she offered her signature sweet smile in return.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm loving this." You admitted, the little stuff that Wanda did for you always showed how much she loved you. "But what are we celebrating?" You questioned.
Wanda looked at you, frowning. "Y/N, did you really forget?" Her tone made you gulp. Her mentioning your name with that tone showed that she was not pleased with your question.
"I- I'm sorry, I really don't remember." It scared you, since you didn't remember Wanda telling you anything and your anniversary of being with her was still months away. You felt your body shake a bit in nervousness.
Wanda got closer to you when she suddenly erupted in laughter. "Relax, I was joking." She confessed while still laughing.
"Damn you really did scare me this time." You said in relief. Wanda placed around you. "Oh, baby, please forgive me." She comforted, your hand reached for her hand that was on your shoulder and carefully placed yours on top of hers. "It's alright, Witchy. I could never stay mad at you."
Wanda smiled, taking her hands off yours and reached for the basket where she pulled out a champagne bottle and two flute glasses.
"While it's true that there isn't anything important to celebrate today." She handed you a glass. "Today I felt the need to celebrate our love because your love has made me stronger and has cured me in several ways." Wanda popped open the champagne bottle and poured some into your glass.
After pouring champagne into her glass, she put the bottle down and raised her glass to make a toast. "To our love." Wanda announced. You brought your glass, making contact with hers. Both of you giggling to the clicking noise.
"To our love." You said, offering a warm smile.
You and Wanda brought the glass up and drank from it. You were the first to bring it down and waited for Wanda. Once she brought it down, you moved closer to her and without hesitation, connected your lips to her. Wanda reciprocated with the same passion.
The kiss only ended because you pulled away to catch some air. You looked down to see her also panting. You pulled her close and she relaxed into you.
"This was really special, Wanda. Thank you." You said, being grateful for her. Only Wanda would do such a beautiful thing for you.
"Stay with me forever." Wanda told you. You ran your hand through her ginger hair. "Don't worry, I'll never leave." You assured her.
"Spasibo." Wanda muttered in a low breathy voice, resting her head on your chest.
"Did you say something, my love?" You asked, stroking her silky hair.
Wanda closed her eyes. "Just enjoying the moment." She answered in a soft tone. The only noise she wanted to hear in that moment was the thumping sound of your heart beat. To her, it was a demonstration of how much you loved being with her.
"That champagne looked expensive, where did you get it?" You asked in an attempt to start a conversation. Wanda shifted a little and looked up at you.
"A magician-" She stopped mid sentence and grinned. "Or witch in this case never reveals her secret." Wanda said. She wanted to laugh at the thought of Tony trying to find one of his many expensive bottles. She could apologize, in the event she was caught.
It didn't matter to her. What mattered to her in that instant was you being there with her. She was grateful for your love and attention. The young witch wants to use the rest of her life showing you how much that meant for her. Because your love was a medicine, fixing up all the open wounds.
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Word Count: 1,102
A/N: I would tag my masterlist but links don't work :,) (I'll be fixing it soon)
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netcro · 9 months
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y/n; Wanda none of this is real you have to let it go
Wanda: but i have nothing
y/n: but you have me 
Wanda cry's happily  as she says 
Wanda; i love you y/n
y/n: i love you too Wanda
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ornii · 4 months
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—They will be Loved—
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So after finishing the Multiverse of Madness film, I had an idea of a story where the reader is the Widow of Black Widow (see what I did there?) and is also the spirit of Vengeance because Ghost Rider needs an R-Rated MCU Film, and shares his grief with an also grieving Wanda.
Strange Had requested help with a “little” issue as he called it, little being an absolute lie since it’s dealing with the god damn multiverse, but you relented and agreed. It’s been, lonely since Nat left and the avengers are gone, it’ll be nice to at least get out of the house.
You rode down the countryside, the hum of your chopper in your ears and the wind on your face, you went to the orchad of Mrs Maximoff. it was often you did the dirty work of others. This one, was personal though. Wanda did some things many would consider simply evil, but it’s not always so cut and dry with things like this. The white petal orchard trees lined the side of the road and nearing her home, a voice of pure evil calls from the back of your head like a speaker.
“I sense immense magic here..” the Spirit of Vengeance, my others self you could say, was speaking to you
“Yeah, I felt it too..” You replied, I saw from the corner of my eye a woman grafting the orchard. You slowly came to a halt and halted your bike and kicked up the stand. Stepping off, you approached her, the warm scent of apple and grass felt so, human. And you haven’t felt human in a long time.
You get behind her, and she obviously senses your presence.
“Apples, right?” You ask, trying to break the ice with your old friend. “Nat would have loved it..” you start.
“Eventually.” Wanda replies in Jest, she turns to face you and you can see that her beauty hasn’t changed at all. Those beautiful eyes hold so much grief behind them. You nod, “It’s almost to good to be true, you know?” You say, trying to hint at Wanda.
“It's all very real. Thanks. I put the magic behind me.” She said to you, she walks off to continue pruning limbs and you casually follow her, “Well, I knew sooner or later you'd... show up, wanting to discuss what happened at WestView. I made mistakes, and people were hurt.” She said, the pain in her eyes, her power was neatly unmatched, and that lead to catastrophic consequences.
“I'm not here to talk about WestView Wanda.” You say.
“Then what are you here for?”
“Strange, needs your help.” You start.
“With what?” She inquired, you rubbed your chin trying to think of a way to explain. “You, ever come across the concept of, the Multiverse?” You said, Wanda didn’t look as confused as you thought she would.
“The Multiverse. Vis had his theories. He believed it was real. And, dangerous.” She drops the limbs into a crate and then gives her full attention to you.
“Well, he was right about that. From what he told me, he found a girl who can somehow travel across it but she's being pursued.” You say.
“Pursued by who?”
“Some kind of demon. From what strange told me, I’d go with Underworld Deity, a Trickster wouldn’t try to take her by force but trick her into giving her soul or powers away. Strange is ready to defend her, and we could use another Avenger.” You offer, trying to get a smile out of Wanda, she gives you a sad one.
“There are other Avengers, (Y/n).”
“Yeah but, it’s not really the same, besides between Clint, A Teenager webslinger, and …Whatever I am. We’re the best line of defense for her.” You explain, and Wanda poses a question.
“What if you brought America here?” She asks.
“Here?” You reply? And the spirit in your head also picks it up.
“She knows the name of America Chavez…”
“Yeah, she’s been stalking her..” you think, and Wanda goes on.
“Yeah. I know what it's like. To be on your own, hunted for abilities you never wanted. I can protect her.” She explains, you continue to look at Wanda, not saying anything as she realizes her slip up.
“..You never told me her name, did you?” She asks, now realizing she’s been had.
“No. No, I didn't.” You reply, Wanda sighs, and looks around. “You know, the Hex was the easy part. The lying, not so much.”
Wanda calmly moves her hand, which dispels the illusion and reveals the truly hellish world she’s been on, it’s blood red, mixed with such evil darkenss, no life, no trees, no happy little farm. And what stood there for you, was a Book. The, Book.
“The Darkhold.” You felt its eternal power reach out to you, ready to swallow you whole. You fight its call of power and hear Wanda.
“You've heard of the Darkhold?” She asks you, turning your eyes to her, you see her dawned not in regular civilian clothes, but that of the Scarlet Witch.
“it's the Book of the Damned. And that it corrupts everything and everyone that it touches. The Way Chthon intended it, it shows you falsehoods and a sense of power you will never control.”
“The Darkhold only showed me the truth. Everything I lost... can be mine again.” She said, somehow believing her own lies, you shook your head in disbelief, that Wanda would go so, far.
“What do you want with America? And What do you want with the Multiverse?” You demand, and she gives up her plan.
“I'm going to leave this reality, and go to one where I can be with my children.” She said, but you calmly countered.
“Wanda, your children aren't real. They were made from magic.”
“That's what every mother does. If you knew... there was a universe, where you were happy, happy with Natasha, with a family, wouldn't you wanna go there?” She asks you, and admittedly, she’s right. A simple life on the countryside, away from the Spy games and Occult evil, a world where you’re happy. Your anger slowly transformed into melancholic empathy, you frowned softly to Wanda.
“You know… Nat couldn’t have kids, so we considered adopting. It was the last thing we talked about. She really would have loved any child we had. I know it can’t compare to you and Viz though. It’s not enough that, In Many other universes, they’ll be loved?” You ask, Wanda’s walls come down for a moment and you saw the real Her. A grieving mother and widow. A tear comes down her eye, and she couldn’t reply.
“You’re right, I would love a world where I can be happy with Nat, love her, hold her… but in order to do that I’d have to kill a version of myself that’s happy. I can’t do that, I can’t kill a version of myself for my own happiness. If I did that, would I even deserve to be happy? Would you kill a version of yourself that’s happy because you’re not?” You reply. Just for a moment you saw Wanda’s eyes have a hint of remorse in them. “Wanda, what you plan do to will cause irreparable damage to our universe and the one you intended to murder and implant yourself inside, if you try to child's power, she won't survive.” You warn her, but it seems she unfortunately stuck in a fusion of corruption and grief.
“I don't relish hurting anyone, (Y/n). But she's not a child. She's a supernatural being. Such raw power could wreak havoc on this, and other worlds. Her sacrifice would be for the greater good.” She said, still trying to justify this absolutely diabolical behavior.
“You’re starting to sound just like Him, the same man who killed Vision and half of the universe.” You shake you Head, turning away from her to walk away.
“Strange killed half of the universe When he gave Thanos the Time Stone.” She retorts back to you. You halt in your steps and slowly turn back to her.
“He breaks the rules and becomes a hero. I do it and I become the enemy. That doesn't seem fair.” She replies, You Storm over, frustration coming to a boil, she could see it, the red burning flame in your eyes, the Ghost Rider.
“That was different, Strange gave Thanos the stone because it’s the only way in Fourteen Million outcomes that we beat Thanos. You want it to bring back children that don’t exist for you, Strange was Selfless, you’re just Selfish.” The venom in your words, they haunt Wanda, the growing disconnect between her and reality was apparent.. she shook off your threat.
“Return to Kamar-Taj, and prepare to hand over America Chavez by sundown. Peacefully. After that... You'll never see me again.” She bargains.
“And if I refuse?” You ask, and her sinister aura changes.
“Then it won’t be Wanda who comes for her, it will be the Scarlet Witch.” With those haunting words, she turns to walk away, you felt a blend of anger, sadness, grief all your own.
“Wanda..” you say, she stood still but didn’t turn to face you.
“I… I Miss the people that we used to be..” you say. Wanda gives a shaky sigh, you can hear her trying not to break down into tears.
“.. So do I Pral..” she mutters before leaving, as much as it tore you apart, as much as you hated it. This, could only end one way.
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gummydummy19 · 1 year
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Kinktober day 6; Squirting
A good stretch
Summary: Nat and Wanda want a private *stretching* lesson from the team's personal yoga instructor, a cute (clearly subby) guy with a massive crush on the both of them.
Content Warning: smut, squirting, threesome, FemDom, Male sub, slight degrading/embarrassment, slight overstimulation, mention of sub drop, fluffy ending.
A/N: This was requested by @hauntedkittenfun. I kinda just did my thing with it but I really hope you like it!! This was also my first "male reader" fic AND my first Nat/Wanda fic so let me know what you guys think!!!
Word Count: 1800+
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"Goodmorning everyone! I hope you had a good night's sleep because I'm not gonna go easy on you guys today!" you greeted the group cheerfully
"I sure hope you don't." Wanda giggled, immediately making you blush.
You'd had a massive crush on Nat and Wanda since Tony hired you as the group's yoga instructor. He said it was your job to help them all relax and give them a healthy outlet to deal with stress and trauma.
Who would have known you would be the one in desperate need of a stress reliever.
It was clear to anyone with eyes that you had a soft spot for the girls. They were both strong and fearless, and of course, ridiculously sexy. Sadly, they too had eyes. It didn't take long for them to notice the little crush you were harboring and they took every chance they got to tease you with it.
Today was no different.
After last week's class, they requested a private stretching session. Obviously, they were up to no good, but since it was your job, you decided to at least try and be professional.
And here you were, watching the two hottest women you'd ever laid your eyes on, wearing the shortest skirts you'd ever laid eyes on.
"I uhm...okay...so...let's get started!" You stuttered, making the girls smirk at each other.
"So how do you want us, sir?" Wanda asked sweetly.
Good god, they must be trying to kill you.
"I-I'd...uh...I'd start with some floor work. Can you guys do a downward dog?"
"Hear that Wanda? He wants us in doggy." Nat added.
Yup, for sure trying to kill you.
They both got down on their yoga mats, making a show of sticking their ass up in the air and looking up at you with big, innocent eyes.
"R-right...how is that going?"
"Well, I don't know, sir," Wanda spoke sweetly again. "Could you maybe help me go a little deeper?"
You suppressed a whine and adjusted yourself in your pants before you got down on the floor behind Wanda.
"Breathe out a bit more and tilt your hips...like this," you said, placing your hand on her hip.
Wanda arched her back a bit a pushed her ass up higher, this time giving you a clear view of her pussy, which you now noticed was completely bare and dripping.
"How's that?" she asked, looking back at you while chewing her finger.
"I-I...uh..wh-...I" you babbled, feeling your dick twitch. Dear lord, she was close enough to fucking smell...
"Well how about me?" Nat spoke up. "How's my doggy position?"
You looked over to see Nat in the same position Wanda was in, ass up with her bare pussy on full display.
"Holy-"
Your brain stopped working for a second. You were convinced they had successfully brought you to your end, and you had now entered heaven. Suddenly, you were pulled out of your thoughts by a buzzing sound accompanied by a moan.
The heavenly sound came from Natasha's mouth. Her arms were stretched out wide across the floor in front of her as her ass pushed up high in the air (a perfect downward dog, one must admit.) Only then you noticed the small pink silicone cord hanging out of Nat's entrance.
"Wanda, turn is up!" Nat whined.
You looked over at Wanda, who now had her phone in her hand, sliding her finger across the screen. The buzzing sound that came from Nat's pussy increased as Wanda's finger continued to move across her phone screen.
"Hmmm feels so good!" Nat looked back at you, making sure to keep eye contact. "M'getting really, really close. Wanna help me out?"
'I think you should...I really think you guys should p-put some panties on."
Nat rolled her eyes in playful annoyance instead of pleasure this time. "Stop being such a little bitch and fuck us already."
That was it. A man could only take so much. You felt like a pirate at sea falling straight into the claws of cockdrunk sirens, yet you didn't care. If this is how you died, it seemed like a good way to go.
Wanda must have sensed your urge to finally give in, so she decided to pull you in before you could change your mind. Grabbing the back of your neck, she yanked you closer and smashed her lips against yours.
She tasted heavenly. Like strawberries and Cinnamon. You moaned into her mouth as she tangled her fingers into your hair and slightly pulled. You felt powerless, in the best way possible.
While Wanda was busy absolutely eating you alive, Natasha reached over for the phone, turning her vibrator to the highest setting.
When Wanda gave you a second to catch your breath, you saw how Nat was thoroughly enjoying herself watching the two of you.
"Look at that, Nat. I think someone is excited." Wanda giggled, gesturing to the absolute tent that had occurred in your pants.
"Hmm, fuck! Grind on him, hun." She ordered Wanda, who happily obliged.
Wanda climbed in your lap and wrapped her arms around your shoulders. She nuzzled into your neck and nibbled on your ear as she started grinding her naked pussy on your bulge.
Natasha kept eye contact with you as she reached her hand down to her clit. You could tell she was getting closer by the way her back arched and her thighs started trembling.
"Oh FUCK!!!" Nat screamed, yanking the vibrator out of her pussy as she squirted all over her yoga mat. She furiously rubbed her clit and her entire body shook as she rode the waves of her clearly intense orgasm.
The entire scene unraveling in front of your very eyes combined with Wanda grinding and humping on your lap like a dog in heat made you lose your mind. Natasha squirting all over the floor. Wanda moaning in your ear. Her bare pussy rubbing right against your hard, throbbing cock over and over again. Your crotch was getting soaked, not only from Wanda's wetness spreading over your lap but also from your precum leaking out of your fat, needy dick.
Before you knew it was happening, you grabbed Wanda's waist and weakly thrusted against her. Your entire body shook and you screamed a few incoherent sounds as you came right there and then. The hot, sticky, wet load of cum staining against your sweatpants immediately.
A few seconds passed before you heard a giggle coming from Wanda.
"Did he just...?" Nat asked
"Yeah.." Wanda chuckled, making Nat giggle as well.
They both burst out laughing, making your cheeks heat in embarrassment. You tried to move away from Wanda but she stopped you.
"No, wait! Don't go..." She looked at you, a hint of a smile still on her face.
"Yeah, you promised us a stretching lesson." Natasha said.
"And from what I felt...it'll be quite the stretch..." Wanda whispered, her smile getting wider by the second.
"Here, let me clean up this mess, baby." Nat said. Wanda finally got off your lap and allowed Natasha to take off your sweatpants. A mixture of Wanda's wetness and your own cum was smeared all over your thighs and your sensitive, softening cock.
Natasha threw a smirk your way before leaning down and licking you clean. When she got to your dick, you hissed.
"Sensitive, baby?"
You nodded, still unable to string together a sentence.
She took your cock in her mouth anyway, making you whine in pain and pleasure.
"Who's cock is this?" Nat asked you, continuing to stroke at a fast pace while she spoke.
"Yours!!! It's yours!"
"That's a good boy. Such a slutty little bitch." she said before continuing to suck you off.
Her head bobbed up and down until your dick got nice and hard again.
"Wanda, honey?" Nat turned around. "Your turn to cum."
Wanda smiled and moved to straddle you again, pressing a sweet kiss against your lips. It was strange how different their approach was, yet how good they both made you feel.
You felt her lower herself down on your shaft. Slowly taking you inch by inch.
"Shit..." She whined.
"Are you okay?" You looked at her with wide eyes.
"Such a sweetheart." She smiled, pressing a passionate kiss to your lips once more.
She slowly started moving. Bouncing up and down on your cock with her head thrown back. Her boobs bounced with her movements and she squeezed you so hard you feared you might faint, or worse, cum before she does, again.
While you were trying your hardest to contain yourself, Natasha decided to taunt you some more. She came up behind you and pressed kisses to your neck while playing with your hair. Every now and then she whispered filthy things in your ear, about how pretty you were and how good you made them both feel.
"Please..." you whined
"Please what, baby boy?" Nat taunted
"Please cum! Can't hold it any longer! Want you to come so bad!" you begged and pleaded with all you had.
Wanda didn't have to be told twice, she had been circling the edge since she first felt your clothed bulge pressed against her needy pussy.
She leaned back and started circling her hip. Her hands held on to your knees for support as she started to tremble. Your cock nudged right against her g-spot and it was making her see stars.
"Press your hand against her belly," Nat whispered in your ear. "Trust me..."
You did as you were told and firmly pressed your large hard on Wanda's abdomen.
"OH fuck fuck FUCK!!!" she screamed, lifting herself up as she squirted all over your stomach and your cock.
Natasha was quick to grab your cock and help you reach your final orgasm while softly rubbing against Wanda's clit to help her ride out hers.
"Cum for me. Cum for us."
and you did, harder than ever before.
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"Did we break you?" Nat spoke softly as she stroked your hair.
You were laying with your head on Natasha's chest while Wanda spooned you from behind, pressing kisses against your back and tracing random patterns on your bare skin.
"I think so..." you spoke. Your voice was weak from all the screaming you had done earlier and your muscles felt sore.
"...you were really hot." Wanda reassured you, sensing your sub drop approaching.
"I was?" you asked, turning around to lay on your back
"Are you joking? I've never cum that hard in my life!" Nat assured you, snuggling against your chest.
"Yeah, she's right, me either." Wanda agreed, copying Natasha's movements
Pride swelled in your chest as the two of them cuddled against you, telling you how good you made the feel and how well you had done.
"Such a good boy," Wanda whispered, kissing your cheek
"Our good boy." Nat corrected, pressing a kiss against the other.
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froottalks · 7 months
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Shadows of Desire - Wanda Maximoff x male reader (Part 1)
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[summary: reader is an artist and wanda is an owner of a bookshop, when their fates intertwine upon a chance meeting, something intimate begins to bloom between them, even as secrets about the reader begin to unravel.]
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Part 1 - Enchanted Obsession
New York City's heartbeat echoed through its streets, a symphony of lights and shadows. Amidst the urban labyrinth stood "Whimsy Pages," a quaint bookshop owned by the beguiling Wanda Maximoff. Her laughter was a siren's call, a melody that beckoned souls from all walks of life.
(Y/n), a painter of enigma and shadows, entered her world with an unspoken yearning. Behind his cold exterior lay a curiosity that whispered of death and blood, a fascination he couldn't escape. Wanda's magnetic aura drew him like gravity, and every stolen glance fed the fire that raged within.
Their first encounter was brief, but it left an indelible mark on (Y/n). Wanda's eyes, a stormy blue that mirrored the depths of the ocean, met his inquisitive gaze. "Find something intriguing?"
He nodded, his voice a low rumble. "Words have a way of revealing secrets."
As days turned into weeks, (Y/n)'s silent visits grew more frequent. Every stolen smile, every casual conversation, stirred a desire he couldn't contain. His passion for his art, fueled by the darkness within, felt tamed by Wanda's presence.
One evening, as the bookshop closed its doors to the world, (Y/n) found himself alone with Wanda amidst the shelves. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows, and their conversation flowed as effortlessly as the wine.
"You're unlike anyone I've met," Wanda said, her fingers brushing against his.
He studied her, his gaze intense. "And what do you see?"
Wanda leaned closer, her lips a breath away from his. "A mystery... waiting to be unraveled."
"Doesn't it scare you?" He asked quietly, trying to keep himself from drowning in those beautiful blue eyes of hers.
She looked back at him with a fiery intensity that matched his own even as she replied in an equally quite whisper that he would have missed if not for hanging onto her every word, "...No."
The air between them crackled with an electric passion, but (Y/n)'s possessive nature was a steady undercurrent. He imagined claiming her, making her his in every sense of the word. But he reigned in his darker desires, for now. Someone as exquisite as her deserved, to be treated as such.
The city's heartbeat seemed to synchronize with (Y/n)'s pulse as he returned to his studio that night. The canvas before him was a blank slate, waiting to be painted with the emotions that roiled within him.
But as his brush touched the canvas, it was Wanda's image that emerged, her eyes filled with curiosity and an undeniable allure.
Thoughts of her— none of them innocent, far from it in fact, filled his head as he slowly dipped the brush in the pain can.
He painted her with reverence, each stroke a declaration of his obsession. The red hues he used mirrored the passion that consumed him whenever he was near her. But as the image took form, so did his possessiveness, a need to claim her as his and his alone intensifying.
{Part 2}
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kingofchaos777 · 9 months
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“She’s NOT Real”….But I LOVE Her
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My WANDA
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xenoncitadel · 1 year
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Wanda watching Yn read a book.
Yn:*notices that Wanda watching them*
Yn:*softy smiles* Something in your mind dear? Something troubling you?
Wanda: *Softly smiles while blushing* Everything is fine love.
Yn: Have I told you how much I love you?
Wanda: Everyday.
Yn: I love you.
Yn: I love you too.
AN: I love soft Wanda.
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First Night | Wanda Maximoff
Summary: Your first time with Wanda :)
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader
Warnings: Smut (Minors DNI), language, age gap (R is 25, Wanda is 38)
Word Count: 4.3K
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A/N: This is a Stripper MILF Wanda fic.  It takes place during the events of Woman of the Night.  Welcome to the Stripper MILF Wanda Cinematic Universe!  
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Wanda was definitely not expecting to see you standing in her kitchen at midnight cooking pasta, but there was a first time for everything. 
“Oh god,” she gasped, clutching her chest as she saw you standing in the kitchen.
“Hey babe,” you grinned as you stirred the strands of linguini around the sauce pan, mixing it with the marinara sauce you stole from the cupboard.  “How was work?”
“Work was fine how…how did you get in here?” Wanda asked.  She dropped her duffle bag on the ground, trying to figure out both why and how you were standing in the kitchen.
“Oh, I climbed in through the window.  It was unlocked.”
“Okay, but why?” she asked with a chuckle.
“Am I not allowed to make dinner for my girlfriend?” you asked as you turned off the burner, carefully stirring the pasta so as to not spill any over the side of the pan.
“Grateful as I am, sweetheart, it’s midnight.”  She wrapped her arms around you from behind, resting her chin on your shoulder as she squeezed you close.
“And?”
“Some of us aren’t in our twenties anymore, Y/N.  Some of us like to be asleep before the sun comes up.”
“Do you at least want some food?  I have to say, I think this is my best pasta yet.”
“I told you I’d have you whipped into shape in no time.  I might not be Italian, but I’m still a pretty good cook if I do say so myself.  The boys haven’t gone hungry yet,” she chuckled, tickling your sides as she squeezed you close.
“Hey now!”  You jumped as she tickled you, whipping the spoon out of the pan and speckling the counter with the red sauce.  “Keep that up and no pasta for you!”
“Oh shut up,” Wanda rolled her eyes as she grabbed the spoon from your hand.  “You’re lucky the boys aren’t home this weekend.  They would’ve ambushed you with their nerf guns if they heard someone break into the house.”
“Well if I actually met them…”
“Y/N, I told you.  Not yet.  It’s too soon.” Wanda’s tone hardened as she dished pasta into her bowl.
“Sorry,” you mumbled.  “I want to meet them, Wanda.  You talk about them so much that I feel like I practically know them!  Besides, I think Tommy needs to have his butt whooped at Mario Kart so he’ll stop being a dick to Billy about it.”
Wanda laughed as she sat down at the table, shaking her head.  It had only been two months since the two of you made your relationship official and neither of you were interested in rushing things, Wanda not wanting to introduce a new man into the boys’ lives so soon and you because this was your first real relationship since high school.  Sure, you dated a girl for a few months your junior year of high school and went out on some random dates throughout college, but you’d never had anything this serious before.  While you enjoyed spending time with Wanda, there was still a lot you’d never experienced and you didn’t want to rush in too fast.
“I know.  You’ll meet them, I promise.  I plan on keeping you around, mister.  We’re a package deal.”  She took a bite of the pasta, blowing on it to cool it off before putting a forkful in her mouth.  “You know, that’s actually not half bad.”
“Coming from you, that’s quite the compliment.”  Wanda giggled as she helped herself to another bite.
You offered to take the bowl from Wanda once she was done eating, cleaning up and packing away the leftovers as she went to the living room to pick out a show for the two of you to watch.
“Dick Van Dyke again?  Wanda, have you watched any shows from this century?” you asked only half-jokingly as you plopped down on the sofa next to her.
“I need something mindless after work tonight.  And it’s my house so if you don’t like it-”
“Hey, what’s fine with you is fine with me.”  You put your hands up defensively.
“And I wanna be the big spoon, too.”  She reached her arms out to you, practically begging to snuggle you as she laid on the couch.  You chuckled as you curled up into her chest.  As much as you loved holding Wanda, it was nice being held for a change.  She brought you an immense sense of comfort as she wrapped her arms around you and kissed the top of your head.
The titles rolled by, the screen flashing with black and white images.  You felt Wanda’s body soften up as she immersed herself into the distraction of the sitcom world, the stress of the day melting off her.  Try as you might to concentrate on the show, you were distracted.  Wanda’s body was intoxicating.  Once you got a taste of it you didn’t want to stop.  Snuggling up against her, feeling the way her chest rose and fell with each breath and the way her heart beat up against it, made you want to lose yourself in her presence.  So as she stared at the screen, you began to tease your fingers up and down her thigh.
“Can I help you?” she laughed as she felt your hand moving on her leg.
“Maybe…” You looked up into her stunning green eyes, her pupils dilating as you trailed your fingers higher up her leg.  You could feel her heart pounding wildly in her chest as she looked down at you.  Using her thigh to push yourself up, you turned your body so that you were face to face with her, your lips mere inches from each other.  As you stared into each other’s eyes, both of you waiting to see who would make the first move, you reached up to cup her face with your hands before leaning in to kiss her.
Kissing Wanda was a religious experience.  Her lips were heavenly, softer than anything you’d ever experienced.  You loved the way she practically melted into you when you captured your lips in hers.  These kisses were soft and sweet.  Her lips were filled with a tenderness that made you weak at the knees.  You felt her smile into you as you explored her, gently nibbling on her bottom lip as you helped her lean back into the pillow.  The TV show was long forgotten as Wanda wrapped her arms around you and pulled you close on top of her.  
“Mmmm I missed this,” she sighed as you kissed your way down her jaw to her neck.  You bit down on a sensitive spot, drawing a moan from her as you licked and sucked over the tender point and marked her as yours.  “What are the boys going to think when they see I’ve got a hickey on my neck?”
“That you’re all mine,” you answered.  “All mine.”  You kissed your way back up her neck, working your way to her lips as you took them greedily.  These kisses were different.  They were more passionate, more intense.  You ran your hands up and down Wanda’s back, eventually running them up under her shirt.
“Y/N,” she breathed as she panted for breath.  You barely gave her a second to recover before slamming your lips against hers, brushing your tongue over her bottom lip, begging for permission to explore her mouth.  She enthusiastically obliged, her tongue crashing into yours as you explored each other deeply for the first time.  As you continued to kiss her, Wanda’s hands roamed from your back to your front, trailing down your stomach until they came to your belt.  The feeling of your buckle being undone snapped you back to reality as you abruptly broke away from her.
“Woah, stop, stop,” you said.  Suddenly everything felt too hot and too fast and too much all at the same time.  
Wanda’s eyes grew worried with concern, her brow furrowing as she looked up at you.  “What’s wrong?”
You gulped nervously as you looked down at her, sitting back on your heels to put space between the two of you.  “Nothing.  It’s…nothing, I’m fine.  Sorry.”
“Sweetheart, something’s wrong.  Did I do something?”
“No.  It’s…I, Christ this is so stupid, I’m a…I’ve nev-I’ve never had sex before,” you blurted.  You felt the heat rising in your face as you blushed a deep shade of red.  Wanda’s eyes widened at your revelation.  “I mean I got a one-off handjob from my high school girlfriend when I was sixteen, but that’s it.”
“Oh.” Wanda’s voice was small.  You couldn’t tell what she was thinking exactly as she stared at you.  Her head cocked to the side, a signature sign that she was deep in thought.  
“Sorry.  Umm, you know what?  I’ll just-I’ll just go.  Just forget everything I said, okay?”  You had never felt so humiliated before.  There was no way you could do anything with Wanda now.  You could barely look her in the eye with how embarrassed you felt.
“Hey,” she said, reaching out to grab your hand.  “It’s okay.  We can wait until you’re ready.  I’ll never make you do anything you don’t want to do.  Ever.  I’m not mad or anything.”
“No I want to, I really want to.  I’m just nervous.  I don’t want it to be bad for you.”
Wanda flashed the smile that made you fall even harder for her.  “It’s okay to be nervous.  I haven’t slept with anyone since Vision left so yeah, I’m nervous, too.”
“I, umm, I didn’t bring a condom,” you sheepishly admitted.
“I’ve got some upstairs.”  You let out a small chuckle.  “What?”
“Nothing.  It’s just funny imagining you at the store with your reading glasses on trying to read the descriptions on all of the boxes.”
Wanda rolled her eyes as she sat up.  “You’re adorable.  Now come on, let’s go upstairs.  I am not letting you lose your virginity on this sofa.”
Wanda practically dragged you up to her bedroom and shut the door behind you.  Your heart skipped a beat as you heard the lock click into place.  “Come on,” she whispered as she pulled you to the bed.  “We can do whatever you want.”  Your mouth felt like it was filled with cotton as endless possibilities of what you and Wanda could do together flashed through your brain.  You tried to speak, but nothing came out.  “Can I take your clothes off?”  You nodded enthusiastically.  “Words, sweetheart.  I need you to say it for me.”
“Fuck yes,” you breathed as you pulled your shirt up and off.  She shook her head as her hands reached for your belt.  You grabbed her face and kissed her, pulling her close as you felt your jeans get the slightest bit looser.  As she unzipped them, she made sure to run her hand over your bulge, palming it through your jeans.  You moaned into her mouth at the throbbing sensation that was building in your pants.  
“Nice undies,” she teased.  Horrified, you realized that you were wearing your Pikachu boxer briefs.
“I’m gonna be completely honest, Wanda.  I was not anticipating you seeing me in my underwear tonight.”
“They’re cute, but I think they’ll look cuter on the floor.”  She hooked her thumbs around the waistband, dropping to the floor as she dragged them down your legs.  Your erection, absolutely throbbing, sprang to attention as it was freed from the confines of your clothes.  Standing there completely naked, you suddenly felt the need to cover up.  As Wanda looked up at you from her knees, she sensed your trepidation.  “Do you want to keep going?”
“Yeah, j-just give me a second.”
“Lie down on the bed, okay?  I’ve got an idea.”  You had no idea what Wanda was thinking as you crawled onto the bed.  As you did that, she began undressing herself.
“What are-?”
“Oh look, we’re both naked,” she smirked, tossing her panties behind her.  Your jaw dropped as you saw her naked for the first time.  The sight of her bare breasts in front of you was mesmerizing, as was the rest of her body.  She was a goddess.
“Wow.  Wanda, wow.  You’re gorgeous, baby.”  Wanda blushed a deep crimson as she crawled onto the bed next to you.  
“You’re not so bad yourself, handsome,” she teased.  “Can I touch you?”
“Yeah,” you gulped.  Slowly, Wanda trailed her hand down from your chest down to your stomach and then to your cock, wrapping a loose grip around it.  “Oh fuck,” you groaned.  The sensation of her hand moving up and down your shaft was familiar: you’d jacked off to the thought of her countless times.  But the feeling of someone else’s hand doing it was unreal.
“Somebody’s sensitive.”  Your cock twitched under Wanda’s ministrations, precum leaking from your tip as she used it to lube you up.
“Christ, just blow me already,” you groaned as you threw your head back into the pillow.  The words came from your mouth absentmindedly.  They were crude and vulgar.  In your pleasure-filled haze, you weren’t totally aware of what you were saying.  The second you realized your ask, your face flushed red with embarrassment.  Wanda’s hand stopped abruptly as she looked down at you half-amused.  
“Alright,” she smirked.  Before you knew what was happening Wanda crawled to the other side of the bed, brushing her hair out of her face as she lowered her head.
The feeling of Wanda’s mouth enveloping the entirety of your cock immediately tore a loud groan from your chest.   She swirled her tongue over your head, her hand wrapping around the base of your cock.  Her cheeks hollowed as her head bobbed up and down.  You threw your head back into the pillow again, unable to watch the utterly sinful sight unfolding right in front of you.
“Holy shit,” you gasped.  Cherry red lips closed softly around your head, sucking as she reached down to squeeze your balls.  For a woman who hadn’t been with another man since her husband left, you couldn’t tell that she was out of practice.  Wanda smiled as you whined, your dick hitting the back of her throat.  Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes as she gagged on your length.  It was undoubtedly the hottest thing you’d ever seen in your entire life.
Your pulse quickened as the ache in your groin grew stronger with every little movement.  The pleasure was dizzying, the familiar coil in your belly growing tighter by the second.  As Wanda worked wonders with her mouth, your body became unrestrained.  You grabbed the back of her head, pulling her down as you thrust your hips into her face.  Drool dripped down your cock as you stuffed your length deep into Wanda’s mouth.  Her eyes screwed shut as she choked and gagged.  You moaned in response, your fingers kneading her fiery red hair.
“Wanda, I’m gonna cum,” you croaked as you felt a blissful warmth spread over your body.  She smirked against your cock as your hips bucked faster.  Her tongue swirled and lapped over every single inch as she enthusiastically massaged the parts left exposed.  Seconds later the coil snapped and your body exploded in ecstasy.  Strands of hot cum shot down Wanda’s throat, which she swallowed greedily.  No drop was left wasted as she released your with a pop, fine strands of saliva and cum connecting her to you.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her chest heaving as she struggled to regain her breath.  You closed your eyes as you watched galaxies and explosions appear under your closed lids.  
“Y/N?” You opened your eyes and Wanda’s face was hovering above yours.  
“Yeah?”
“You good?”
“I’ll let you know as soon as I regain feeling in my legs,” you joked as you looked up into those adorable emerald eyes.  The beamed as she gazed down at you, caressing your flushed cheek with her soft hand.
“You’re adorable,” she cooed, planting a kiss on your forehead.  “I take it that was better than that handjob from your high school girlfriend?”
“Fuck yes,” you groaned.  Wanda chuckled as she kissed you, her soft lips full of passion and tenderness against your own.
“What now, lover boy?” she teased.
“I wanna taste you,” you breathed, pulling her head to yours before you kissed her softly.  “All of you.”
“Mmmm I like the sound of that,” Wanda giggled against your lips.  She rolled the two of you over, landing on her back as you let the weight of your body rest atop her.  
Your lips collided again and again as the anticipation of what was to come thrummed deep in your soul.  Wanda’s breath was shaky against your own as you slowly teased a hand down her body before resting it in the heat between her legs.
“Tell me what you want,” you whispered, your breath hot against her ear.  Her eyes fixed on nothing on the ceiling, she nodded absentmindedly and reached her hand down to cover yours.  Her long svelte fingers pushed yours over her already swollen clit, circling them gently over the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Like that,” she croaked.  You continued the motion as she released you.  Soft whimpers escaped her lips as you focused on circling her clit.  She grabbed onto your biceps, digging her nails into your flesh while you kissed her neck.  “Oh baby that’s it,” she gasped.  “Just a little more pressure and-”  Wanda’s breath hitched as you pushed on her clit.  As you circled it, you heard the lewd sounds of her wetness teasing just how aroused she was.
“Fuck, Wanda.  You’re so wet.”  She groaned as you teased your hand lower, rubbing your fingers through her swollen lips and teasing her slit.
“I want your mouth,” she begged as she grabbed your head and pushed it down your body.  You crawled down her body, kissing every inch of her exposed torso as you slunk down to her pelvis.  She squirmed as you planted hot open mouth kisses over her exposed flesh.  Pressing her thighs apart, you could feel the heat radiating from between them.  
“Wanda, what-?”
“Whatever you want.”  Her voice was dripping with arousal.  You weren’t quite sure where to start as you stared down at her glistening cunt.  Taking a deep breath, you lowered your mouth to her clit.  Your lips encircled the bulbous spot, sucking and licking in a manner similar to the way she sucked your cock.  The loud groan that escaped her lips made you think you were doing something right.  Wanda’s hips bucked against your face as you continued your alternating licking and sucking on her most sensitive spot.
Pushing her thighs down further, you lowered your head, licking a stripe from her clit all the way down her slit.  Her arousal coated your tongue and you found yourself getting drunk on the taste of her.  You teased her slit with your tongue, pressing it as far inside her as you could.
“Shit,” she groaned, grabbing your head and pushing it hard into her pelvis.  You smiled as you lapped at her.  The activity that once filled you with anxiety and hesitation now filled you with a sense of pride as you brought Wanda closer and closer to her orgasm.  “Need something inside,” she mumbled.  Kissing your way back to her clit, you tentatively inserted a finger inside her needy cunt.  She shuddered at the sudden intrusion.  You slowly began thrusting your hand in and out of her tight hole.  “Not like that,” she suddenly grabbed your hand as you pulled out.
“Am I hurting you?” Fear stopped you dead in your tracks as you looked up at Wanda with concern.
“Just curl your fingers, don’t thrust, keep going, I’m so close, baby.”  Wanda was beside herself with pleasure, her body closer to the edge.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize, just fuck me.”  Wanda shoved your head back down.  You went right to work, rolling her clit around with your tongue as you curled your finger inside.  Her walls tightened around you, making it difficult to move within her.  
“I’m cumming.  Oh, I’m cumming!” Wanda gasped as you felt her walls spasm around your hand.  Her body shook as wave after wave of ecstasy overtook every inch of her.  Loud moans escaped her lips as her eyes screwed shut, her mouth gaping open with unspeakable pleasure.  
As Wanda’s spasms calmed, you pulled out of her.  Her walls squeezed around nothing as it adjusted to the sudden lack of intrusion.  Wanda was flat on her back, completely blissed out at the first orgasm she received at the hands of another person in a very long time.  Masturbation only did so much for her.  The level of intimacy and trust required for someone to bring her to such levels of ecstasy was something on a completely different level.
“Wanda?  Are you okay, babe?”  Her eyes were glazed over as she needed, her hands tracing through your hair.
“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” 
“I’ll take that as a complement,” you joked before kissing her.  You stared down at her, at the face of the woman you were slowly falling in love with, and wanted nothing more than to make her feel so unbelievably loved.  The face that gazed back up at you mirrored the love and adoration that you felt for her.  For the first time in a very long time, you were grateful for the fact that your first time was with someone who meant so much to you.
“Do you want to keep going?” Wanda whispered, rubbing the back of your neck.
“Mmhmm.  Do you?”  She nodded.  “Where’d you put the condoms?” Wanda motioned to the nightstand next to her.  You pulled the drawer open and grabbed one.  “Umm, I’ve never-”
“That’s okay.  Let me help.”  Wanda grabbed the small wrapper from you, tearing it open before grabbing your already erect cock.  Heart pounding and breath shaking, you watched her roll it down the length of your shaft.  “How’s that?”
“It feels weird, but it’s not too tight or anything like that.”
“Good.”  She readjusted herself on the bed, planting her feet on the bed and bending her knees to give you full access to her already dripping pussy.  “Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” you nodded.  Positioning yourself over her, you lined your cock up with her entrance.  Your body trembled with anticipation, sweat beading on your forehead as you suddenly felt yourself overwhelmed with nervousness.  Wanda, once again sensing your hesitation, reached down and helped guide you inside her.
Wanda’s pussy was unfathomably warm, wet and tight.  It took all your concentration to not blow your load right then and there.  You groaned as you felt her squeeze gently around you.  “Fuck,” you moaned, burying your head in the crook of her neck.  
“Mmm, you feel so good, Y/N,” she sighed.  It took a moment to get yourself together, but once you did you began to slowly thrust yourself in and out.  Gasps and moans filled the room as Wanda’s drenched cunt squelched with every roll of your hips.
“Wanda,” you groaned.  “Oh, Wanda.”
“Don’t stop, Y/N.  Please don’t stop.”  Wanda’s mewls spurred you on.  You pushed yourself up, leaning over her as you filled her up at a faster pace.  The bed groaned under your exertion.
“Baby, I don’t think I’m gonna last,” you gritted through clenched teeth.  The newness of being engulfed inside Wanda’s velvety walls was driving you to the end far faster than you wanted.
“That’s okay,” she breathed.  “Just keep going.  I want you to cum for me, sweetheart.”  
Wanda’s words ignited a primal fire inside you.  Wiping the sweat away from your forehead, you bore down on your efforts.  Your hips bucked wildly into Wanda.  She moaned as you buried yourself deep inside her, filling her cunt in all the right ways as she began rubbing circles around her swollen clit.  The bed creaked as you fucked her relentlessly.  The faster your hips moved, the hotter the fire in your belly burned until you realized you were dangerously close to the point of no return.
“I’m gonna-” You were interrupted by Wanda reaching her free hand up to your neck and pulling you down to capture your lips in hers.  As she kissed you passionately, you tumbled over the edge again.  Her lips stifled your moan as you filled the condom with your seed.  The feeling of your erection throbbing inside her, coupled with her hand on her clit, sent Wanda over the edge as she practically screamed through her orgasm.  Her walls squeezed you tightly.  You were practically seeing stars.
“Oh fuck.  Wanda.  Fuck, oh fuck.  Oh God, Wanda,” you panted as the aftershocks of your orgasm worked their way through your body.  Your pants turned into laughs as she began laughing with you.
“Was that okay?” Wanda asked with a chuckle.
“Okay?  I don’t think ‘okay’ is the word I used to describe what just happened.”
“You have a better word, sweetheart?”
“I don’t know.  All I know is that I love you,” you mumbled absentmindedly as you collapsed onto her sweaty body.
“...What?”
“I…sorry, is it too soon?  Did I just make this weird?”  Wanda answered with a searing kiss, the corners of her mouth curved upward as she grabbed your face.
“I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” she sheepishly admitted, her face flushing bright crimson.  
“God, I love you, Wanda.  I love you so much.”  Your last sentence was interrupted with kisses between every word.
“I love you, too, Y/N.  Don’t ever let me go.” 
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ellieisaflower · 2 years
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୨୧ ┊Pairing: mamma!Wanda x gn!little!reader
୨୧ ┊Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Reader
୨୧ ┊Genre: fluff, comfort, Age regression (NOT KINK!!)
୨୧ ┊Summery: After a long week without Wanda being there because she was on a mission, reader comes home one day and is at their breaking point, thankfully Wanda was finally home to take care of and comfort her baby.
୨୧ ┊Warnings: mentions of yelling, little bit of cursing, crying, kinda angsty, Wanda calls reader petal
୨୧ ┊Word count: 652
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3rd person pov <333
This week had already been worse than any bad days that you've had in ages. Everything seemed much harder and stressing to do, even simple stuff like brushing your teeth or putting on your pajamas.
Work had also been hell, because everyone seemed to be a lot meaner to you. For some reason they all yelled and you, and you didn't even know why.
The worst part is that mamma is out of state in Germany on mission. She's been away for nearly a week, and you have no idea when she was gonna be back.
It was hard to try and keep yourself calm and collected when mamma is away. There was no one there to help you when you cry or help you make food when you can't. There was no one around to snuggle you when you felt overwhelmed. It hurt so bad.
Today though, today was your breaking point. Today had been the worse day at work that you have ever had. People were being extremely rude, rider than anyone should even be to someone. They were yelling at you, screaming even, and when you got something wrong, they'd yell even more.
The hardest part was to keep your composter and not break down in the middle of it all. You had to keep all the feeling locked away until you got home.
As soon as you opened the door to you and Wanda's shared apartment, you threw your bags and stuff on the floor, and slammed the door close.
But you froze all of a sudden when something didn't seem right. There was a light on in the kitchen and it smelled like flowers. Before you could go and investigate it though, Wanda walked out of the kitchen with a concerned face.
She took one look at you and her face fell even deeper into concern. "Oh petal..." She whispered, opening her arms and bending down a bit, allowing you to run over to her and sneak into her embrace. 
"Ma-mma. . ." You whispered, voice breaking and a loud sob leaving you. "Sh, sh, sh. It's alright petal. Mamma's right here, mammas not going anywhere. I'm right here petal..." Her voice spoke melodies as rubbed your back with one hand, the other making it's way to under your legs.
"How about we go get you see juice and Mac 'n cheese? Sound good?" She asked, beginning to pick you up and carry you to the kitchen when you gave a small nod. 
She placed you on the counter, and stood Infront for you. "What happened while I was gone petal?" Wanda asked, picking up your cheeks in her palms and using her thumbs to wipe away your tears.
"Dey were mean to me, an called me mean names..." You whispered, sniffling slightly. "I'm so, so sorry petal. I can't imagine what that was like." she whispered back ,kissing you on the forehead before walking away for a moment.
When she came back, she was holding a bowl of Mac 'n cheese and a sippy cup. "C'mon, let's go sit on the couch and eat dinner and watch your favorite cartoons." She said, handing you your sippy. "Buh, wha abou da no eatin In da living woom wule?" you asked, looking at her in confusion. She put her finger on her chin and looked up, pretending to think, before looking back down at you.
"I'll make an exception just for today, alright, petal?" With that, she picked you up from the counted and carried you to the living room, where the TV was on your favorite channel.
She sat down on the couch with you still in her lap and she pled the blanket over the two of you before handing you your bowl of Mac 'n cheese.
The two of you sat on the couch for the rest of the evening watching your favorite show and cuddling.
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delulu-with-wandanat · 4 months
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Mockingbird
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Reader Description: He/him, adult, early 30s.
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Male!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of suicide, angst?
(Now now, i know i put out a poll. BUT i started writing this and... oh well enjoy :> I promise the next one will be a lighthearted Wandanat HS au eeekkk!!!!!)
Summary: America Chavez gave Wanda what she wanted, Wanda sees the love of her life again from another universe. However, her lover's variant already build a life without her...
Y/n sits on the sofa with a huff and turned on the TV to watch whatever was available on Netflix, "What a day..." he said to himself. He loved his new job, but of course like any other person he just needed some time alone.
He scrolled to the various crappy movies and series that he hadn't watch. Deciding that he just wanted something light, he put on a sitcom that he watched many times with his late wife a few years ago. It felt weird not watching it with her even until now, but he remembered how much his wife loved re-watching the sitcom over and over to the point where she could recite every single episode by heart.
Y/n smiled at the memory, when the two used to binge watch Brooklyn 99 at the common room of the compound. Wanda even got to the point where she hosted a 'Halloween Heist', but it ultimately stopped after two heist when Natasha won in less than 10 minutes, yes both heist. Honestly they should've known better than to have those kind of heist games with a well renowned international spy.
At least they still have a few rounds of 'Jimmy Jabs' games.
Except they dialed the extremeness to a 10 considering they were the Avengers. We don't have to get into details, but due to the techs that they have and the powers they own, things get very interesting quite quickly.
Well almost everything in his life was interesting, I mean he's surrounded by gods, witches, spies. Not a single day in his life was ordinary...
Including today, when a portal in the shape of a star appeared out of nowhere right in front of him. The portal it self did not shock him in the slightest. What did shock him though was the fact that the love of his life, his wife, his soulmate who died years ago, was now standing right in front of him in the flesh.
Y/n was speechless. Ever more so, the fact that Wanda was choking what it looks like no more than 14 year old girl. "Wanda, what are you doing?!"
"Y/n..." Wanda breathed out, her grip on the girl loosen. The 14 year old girl then fell to the gasping for air. "I- I didn't..."
Y/n stood up from the couch, he couldn't move. His dead wife was alive right before his eyes, either she had rise from the dead or... well, there was only one other possibility.
She was from another universe.
No doubt in his mind that she was. In Y/n's universe, they knew the existence of the multiverse. "I just wanted to see you again." Wanda said with teary eyes.
Being a former SHIELD agent, he was quick to piece the puzzle together. This Wanda must be from a Universe where he had died. He tried to stay calm for her, even though inside, seeing Wanda again brought back so many memories. Happy ones, but most notably the painful one.
Particularly, a memory of the day he lost her.
Wanda noticed that Y/n had been silent the whole time, she hung her head in shame. "I'm a monster..."
Y/n's heart broke at her words. "No... Lyubov, don't say that." He approached her slowly and gently lifted her chin so her eyes meets his.
Gazing into the eyes of the woman he loves that died years ago was something that would never have crossed his mind. It took every, by that I mean EVERYTHING in his power to not breakdown right in front of her.
Little did he know Wanda felt the same, however the difference was her wound was still fresh. Staring into his beautiful eyes again, it broke her. Wanda broke down and pulled him into a hug, taking in everything she could.
His scent, his warmth, his comfort.
She cried on to his shoulders, and Y/n simply held her. It felt good, really good. To be in his arms again. To have Y/n hold her like he used too.
“I miss you, so much." She told him between sobs.
"I miss you too." Y/n responded. Wanda pulled back and rested her forehead against his with her eyes closed. The two stayed like that for a little while, yet the question still lingers in Y/n's mind. Why was Wanda choking an innocent little girl?
It seems like his mind is louder than he thought as Wanda answered the question. "I... When you died, I couldn't- I couldn't move on." She told him hesitantly as she opened her eyes. Fear and guilt painted over her face as she thought of the potential reactions she would get from Y/n.
He glanced at the 14 year old girl behind her, Wanda noticed the way his eyes shifted. She felt the need to explain herself, he deserved to know the truth. To know the extent she went just to be with her lover again.
"I... I chased down, America Chavez. She was the key..." He shifted his eyes back to hers. Key?? "I tried to-" The words got stuck in her throat. "I tried to kill her..." She cried, hanging her head in shame. Y/n's eyes widen at her words.
Wanda... a killer? How bad was her universe treating her to the point where she goes to that extent??
An embrace, was the last thing Wanda had expected to receive from him. She expected a look of disappointment, shame, anger, yet all he did was simply pulled her into a hug.
"I understand."
That was when Wanda started crying against his chest. He was taller, so he kissed the top of her head lovingly. With her ears pressed against his chest, she could listen to his heartbeat. It was the calmest sound she hasn't heard in a while.
"I... I lost you, In my universe. I understand how you feel." Y/n remembered the day Wanda sacrificed herself for the soul stone. After the battle he begged, begged the Avengers to use the stones to bring her back. To have her in his arms again. To hold her...
Wanda felt his emotions. Anger, sadness, grief, Wanda felt it all as memory of her own death came back flooding his mind like a tidal wave. She held him tighter, knowing that he needed this just as much as she does. After a long while, they pulled back resting their foreheads against each other. Both with tears streaming down their eyes.
Wanda cupped his face, she felt Y/n leaning to her touch. When they gazed into each other once again, Wanda, without a second thought, pulled him down for a kiss.
Y/n reciprocated just as quick. Wanting to feel her soft lips after 4 long years. He missed it. Her soft touches, the taste of her lips, her beautiful voice. He missed her so dearly.
Wanda wrapped her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. Holding onto his figure almost desperately. They held onto each other as they poured all the love they couldn't express with words through their actions.
After a long while, Wanda broke the kiss. "Let's not leave each other again."
Y/n clenched his jaw, he moved his hand from her waist to her face, caressing it. "I want that, more than anything..."
Wanda smiled, a genuine smile that she haven't had for the longest time. Yet... she noticed a hint of hesitation on Y/n's part. "What is it, love?"
He had to tell her, but he didn't know how. Y/n could tell she was broken, broken beyond repair that she goes to this extent. He doesn't know how to break the news to her. "Wands... I want you back, more than anything."
Slowly her smile fades. God he wishes he could bring it back.
"But... you can't stay here..."
That shattered Wanda's heart, "W-why?" Did he not love her just as much? He was a variant of her lover yes, but surely they would share the same love. Did he find someone else?? "What makes you say that?" She asked, from the tone of her voice Y/n could tell his words broke her heart.
"You can't... stay in my universe. And I can't- I can't stay in yours."
"W-why?"
"It would cause an incursion. It will destroy my universe and maybe even yours. I can't let that happen, Wands. I'm sorry." He told her gently while caressing her cheeks.
Her eyes started to pool again as she leaned to his touch. "Why... Why does it have to be like this- Why is the universe to cruel..."
Y/n wanted so badly to erase her sadness, her grief, to see her beautiful smile again. "If I was as powerful as you, I would've ventured across the multiverse for you. But, I'm just a human. The only thing I could do was... move on."
Move on
The word echoes in her head. Y/n had moved on. She looked at him in disbelief. "Move on?" Wanda breathed out.
Y/n clenched his jaw again, "Move on isn't the right word. You will always have a special place in my heart, but... I couldn't stay like that forever. I'm sorry, Wanda." He remembered the countless times he almost took his life, just to be with her again.
Wanda was... angry? Sad, heartbroken, deep down she understood. If she had died, she would've wanted him to live on. The same way her Y/n told her too. Yet part of her was still corrupted. How can he move on so quickly when she would destroy everything just to be with him again?
Anger was boiling inside her, before she could ask any further, they heard a little girl's voice. "Daddy?" Wanda was shocked to her core. Y/n... has a daughter.
Y/n quickly wiped his tears and turned around to face the 4 year old girl. "Heyy pumpkin." The little girl ran over to her father as he bent down to pick her up. "What are you doing up this late huh?" He asked her.
"Bad dream..." The little girl said while rubbing her eyes, yet it was clear she was still sleepy. Y/n turn to face Wanda with a gentle smile as he held his daughter.
Wanda was speechless, the sight... warmed her shattered heart. She was happy for him, but devastated that he had built a life... without her. The thought of Y/n having a kid, a family with someone else felt like a stab in her heart.
"Who's that?" The little girl asked, pointing at Wanda who was standing a few centimeters away from them with her hand on her chest. Trying so hard not to burst into tears.
Shit... how should he say this. "Honey, this is..." He wanted his daughter to know. But, she was too young. "...a very dear friend of mine. She has magical powers and came to visit me."
'Dear friend', so Wanda truly is out of his life.
The little girl waved at Wanda. "Hello!"
"Hi..." Wanda whispered. She wanted to hold the little girl. Wanda felt some sort of connection with her that she couldn't quite pin. It seems like the little girl felt the same as she leaned towards Wanda with grabby hands. Y/n took a few steps closer to Wanda, slowly.
"I think she wants to be held by you." Y/n said, looking at his daughter lovingly.
"May I?" Wanda asked, glancing at him. He nodded and gently moved his daughter onto Wanda's arms. The first thing the little girl did was reach up to touch her crown while giggling. “Oh-“
The action caused Wanda to laugh a little too. His daughter is beautiful. She definitely has her father’s hair. But her facial features probably leaned more towards her mother, whoever it is. Probably someone she knew as the little girl looked so... familiar.
“Magic?” The little girl asked.
Wanda smiled gently as she hovered her hand in front of the little girl. She projected a tiny rabbit that hopped around her hand, causing the little girl to giggle while clapping her hand. The bunny hopped around the little girl as well before disappearing into a red mist.
Unbeknownst to Wanda, Y/n doing everything in his powers not to break down at the sight before him. “Are you friends with my mama?
Wanda didn’t know how to answer that. “Um…”
“My daddy says my mama has magic powers, like you!” The little girl explained.
“Has your Mama talked about me?” Wanda asked, trying to keep her voice steady. The only other person who she know was a witch is Agatha.
"No..." The little girl said sadly. "Dad says she's somewhere up there." She pointed at the ceiling, Wanda understood what she meant. "He said we'll visit her one day!"
"Oh... I see." Well, what was she supposed to say. The little girl then played with her crown again, and Wanda lets her. Loving smile plastered on her face. It seems like the little girl was studying her face as well??
"You look a little bit like her?" Y/n's daughter blurted out. Could it be? No it can't be. "My mama had brown hair though, yours is red."
Deciding she didn't want to get her hopes up, she asked the girl a question. Hoping to steer the subject. "What's your name?"
"Wanda." The little girl answered, she was too pre occupied with Wanda's crown to notice the shift in Wanda's expression. "My daddy says my mama has the same name too." The little girl added.
Oh... It all makes sense now. The connection she felt toward the little girl.
Wanda finally glanced at Y/n who had a sorrow look plastered across his face. That was when she finally noticed the difference, this Y/n indeed looked much much older than the one from her universe. Her heart stammering in her chest. This wasn't just Y/n's daughter... It's their's.
Y/n approached the two of them, they didn't know how long time had passed. Probably a while, as little Wanda had decided to nestle on the crook of her mother's neck with her eyes closed. Wanda searched Y/n's eyes for explanation.
"You-" He corrected himself, "Her mother, had complications with pregnancy." He explained while tucking a hair behind his daughter's ear, watching her sleeping form with a small smile. "So, Tony made us an artificial womb to carry this little devil."
Wanda looked at his- her daughter's sleeping form. It felt surreal.
"But uh..." His voice cracked slightly, "Wanda and I got sent on a mission, to bring everyone back from the snap. We won... but I lost her." It was clear that the memory brought so much pain to him. "Not long after that this little bug was born. Wanda... never got to meet her. So I named her after her mother."
No wonder the girl looked familiar, she had took on most of Wanda's facial feature. Her nose, her face structure, but most notably her eyes. She looked exactly like how she was when she was younger.
"I would never forget you, Wanda." He whispered so only she could hear. Wanda glanced at Y/n who had tears in his eyes.
Wanda was at lost for words, the only thing she could came up with was. "She has your hair."
Y/n chuckles, "Yeah... that's kind of the only thing she got from me." He had a longing look as he stared at little Wanda holding onto her mother. A sight he wished he could've seen with his Wanda, but she was taken away from him before she could ever meet her own daughter. "I was lost for days, but then when she was born I-" He stopped himself, trying to find the right words. "I had to be strong, for her sake."
Y/n slowly wrap his arms around the two of them, the sight of the family was perfect. America, who had been watching their whole conversation was touched by the image. To see the contrast of how Wanda used her powers in front of her daughter. How tender she was, the power that caused so much chaos to be used in such a gentle way. It reminds her a little bit of her own mothers.
"If she wasn't here I-" Y/n's words got stuck in his throat, "I think I would've..." Yet Wanda knew what he meant, her heart shattered for him.
"Y/n..." Wanda closed the distance and rested their foreheads once more with their daughter sleeping soundly on her shoulder.
They stayed there for a few minutes, just enjoying the warmth from each other. Wanting so badly to be the perfect family that they could've been if the universe wasn't so cruel. Another thought creeped into his mind, how was he supposed to explain this to their daughter when she remembers?
Surely it was probably because of sleepiness that she couldn't properly remember her mother's face. But she has seen multiple pictures of her mother, how was he supposed to explain that this Wanda was a variant.
His thoughts was so loud that Wanda could hear it clearly. "It's ok." She said, giving him a reassuring smile. Wanda raised her hand slowly, little red mist emitting from the tip of her fingers. She tapped their daughter's temple ever so gently. Causing little Wanda to nestle further into her neck with a faint smile.
"Rest your head and go to sleep, little one. When you wake up, this will all just be a dream." Wanda whispered.
"Hey, pumpkin. Time to wake up." Wanda Y/l/n, slowly opened her eyes. She yawned and stretched her arms. Her father was smiling softly at her, she sat up on her bed and rubbed her eyes.
"I had a dream..." The little girl told her father. Unknown to her, Y/n tensed slightly.
"Was was it about?" He asked.
"Mama came to visit us instead." The little girl didn't understand why, but she felt extremely sad as she started to cry. Y/n was quick to pull her into a hug.
"Shhh... It's ok little one, don't you cry." He held his daughter as she cried in his arms. "Everything's gonna be alright."
"Why couldn't she stay?"
He thinks for a second before answering, "I know mommy's not here right now, but I promise she's gonna be alright."
And if you ask me to, daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird. Imma give you the world. Imma buy a diamond ring for you, Imma sing for you, I'd do anything for you To see you smile
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americancowgirl19 · 2 years
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All Night
Summary: It’s your first time with your amazing girlfriend and she couldn’t sweeter and perfect.
Warnings: fluff, adorableness, and most importantly... sex
Reader: Male Reader
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader
Word Count: 2856
A/n: Requested by Anon:  Ayo can I request a Wanda x male reader smut where it's their first time together but also the reader's first time ever and he's kinda nervous and Wanda's just being super sweet and gentle and supportive? Make it as smutty and adorable as you want!... I could totally see me doing a part two where the reader is more experienced (let me know if you want it!)
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Wanda may have been an enhanced human slash Avenger but your meeting with her couldn’t have been more normal. You were helping a friend out with their coffee shop. It was their first store and they were running low on staff and you just so happened to be in between jobs.
It was the classic and cheesy scene where you took her order and nonchalantly put your number on her cup. You honestly had no idea that she was the Wanda Maximoff. All you saw was a very attractive woman with a kind smile. You saw a woman who was mysterious but had a kind heart. You wanted to know more about her.
Unfortunately, she didn’t call. You didn’t think much of it and quickly got over your disappointment. You thought she had walked out of your life forever, but fate wasn’t done with the two of you.
She returned to the coffee shop a couple of months later. It wasn’t a long-time span, but she seemed different. She seemed more unsure, cautious, and... defeated. 
You knew you couldn’t let her go again. So, you asked if you could spend you break with her. You bribed her with freshly baked muffins and she accepted.
You didn’t ask about what was on her mind or what seemed to be wrong. You knew you needed to make an impression. You needed her to keep coming back. So, you did what you knew how to do. You made an idiot of yourself to get her laughing. By the time she left she seemed lighter and promised to return.
Casual meet ups turned to sporadic dating turned to moving in with each other. She was, without a doubt, the most complicated girlfriend you had with baggage unlike any other girl you met. You didn’t always take everything in stride. The two of you argued but always worked together through the problems.
The relationship was moving faster than your previous ones. Within a year the two of you were moved with each other and practically inseparable. It helped her fellow Avengers liked and approved of you. You had taken practically every step a relationship could take within a year excluding marriage and sex. Those were two things you weren’t going to rush.
Marriage could wait a while. You were both young and didn’t feel the need to take something that felt so final.
Sex, on the other hand, was harder to wait on. The two of you desired each other but it either never felt like the right time or she was called off for hero duty. The both of you were nervous about it. Wanda hadn’t been with someone in years and you... well, you’ve never been with anybody before. You didn’t want to disappoint.
However, today you couldn’t seem to hold back any longer. It was the most domestic setting but if made you fall even more in love with the woman in front of you.
She was moving around the kitchen cleaning and cooking. She had her hair up in a messy bun with your sweatpants rolled up around her hips and a tank top. She was humming under her breath and dancing a little bit.
“I’m making your favorite,” Wanda says without glancing at you. You grin breathing in the delicious smells of your favorite dish. You walked deeper into the kitchen and draw her back to your chest.
“What’s the occasion?” You ask, circling your arms around her waist. You lower your head into her neck and kiss her skin lightly.
“What? I can’t cook for my favorite boyfriend?” Wanda asks and you smirk.
“Favorite? I hope I don’t have any competition,” You mumble. Wanda just hums. You continue to smirk while drawing your hand back. You pinch her bum making her jump and promptly reach around to hit your shoulder. You laugh and hug her once again.
All day Wanda did nothing extraordinary. She was just herself. Totally relaxed enjoying being home with you. She didn’t have the Avengers calling on her nor the press pestering for interviews. She was light on her feet and just genuinely happy.
Since she cooked you took it upon yourself to do the dishes. She grabbed a glass of wine and hopped onto the counter beside you. When you were done you couldn’t help but to push her knees apart and step in between them.
“You look beautiful,” You whisper, rubbing her thighs slowly. She smiles lifting her glass of wine to her lips. You kept your eyes on her as she drank slowly until you just had to taste her.
Leaning forward your lips find her bare neck. She breathes in slowly, trying to calm her racing heart, and sets her wine off to the side. You kiss along her neck, your fingers digging into her legs. Her ankles hook behind you in order to keep you close.
“Y/n,” Wanda whispers, her fingers threading through your hair. You lift your head moving your lips from her neck to her lips. Her legs tighten around you and your hands slide to her hips. You squeeze her flesh holding her flush against your chest.
The kiss begins to pick up. Wanda’s hands make a mess of your hair, gripping and pulling it. You moan after a particularly rough tug. The tug prompts you to bite her lip a little rougher than you meant too but Wanda seemed to like it.
Wanda’s hands leave your hair and starts attempting to pull your shirt off. Your heart lurches anxiously but you don’t want to stop. You lean back, showing Wanda your most confident expression, helping her take your shirt off before lifting her from the counter. Her grip around you instantly tightens as you carry her to the bed.
You gently lay her down, but she sits up and reaches for your pants. Your heart lurches again but you let her unbutton your jeans and pull them down your legs. You step out of them, your eyes remaining glued on her.
Her eyes look up at you as she kisses your stomach, her nails grazing over the back of your thighs. Reaching out you tuck some hair behind her ear.
“Wanda... this is... I’m a little...” You can feel your anxiety rise as you try to explain to Wanda what was running through your mind. Being the wonderful woman she is, she understands. 
“Shh, it’s alright,” Wanda whispers, standing up. Her hands run up your chest and wrap around your neck. “Do you want this?” She asks gently. You nod eagerly. “Then just do what feels right,” She whispers. “Just relax... it’ll feel good, I promise,” She reassures you, one of her hands traveling down your chest and to your cock.
You groan, resting your head against hers when her hand palms you through your underwear. Wanda smiles tilting her head to lightly kiss your lips. Just when you were falling under her spell she pulls back. Before you could chase her she’s on her knees,
“Oh, shit...” You whisper, not believing your luck.
“Something wrong, baby?” Wanda asks. Words escape you when her lips lightly press against your clothed cock. Your eyes roll back, and a deep groan leaves your mouth. Your eyes snap open and down when you feel her pulling your underwear to your feet.
“Oh... God...” You groan as her warm fingers wrap around you. She spits on the head before spreading it down. Her hand worked you better than yours ever could. She grips, twists and massages in all the right places.
As amazing as her hand felt it was nothing compared to her mouth. She took you into her mouth and you lost all sense of the world. Everything belonged to her, and you’d do anything to keep her. She was magic.
She bobbed her head, hollowed her cheeks and gripped what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. When her hands gripped her balls, you struggled to stay standing. Your hands gripped her hair and you found yourself thrusting into her. She relaxed and let you use her.
“Fuck baby,” You pant looking into her eyes. Her big innocent eyes were tearing up, but she never tried to stop nor pull away. “I’m not gonna last babe,” You grunt trying to pull out, but she grabs your legs and takes you deep. You groan releasing down her throat. She takes every drop and grabs your cock as she slowly pulls away and continues to milk it. “Damn Wanda,” You pant, moving around her to sit on the bed.
She stands up and turns around to look at you. She gives you a sexy grin and wipes her lip before straddling your hips.
“We’re just getting started, baby,” She winks at you. She pushes you to lay down before leaning back on your thighs. You watch her slowly take off her shirt. Her breasts were laying on her chest, she wasn’t wearing a bra. “What do you want?” She asks, her voice low and seductive. Her clothed cunt begins to grind down on your cock. It wasn’t hard yet but the picture of her shirtless, straddling your lap and moving the way she was helped it come back to life.
“You... Damn, Wanda, I want you... All of you,” you say, your hands twitching. You wanted to touch her skin, most specifically her breasts. 
“I don’t want you to just want me,” Wanda whispers. “I want you to touch me... Please, touch me,” Wanda encourages. “Make me feel good,”
Instantly you became insecure. Where did she want you to touch her? What would make her feel good?
“Y/n,” Wanda whispers, leaning over you. Your eyes shamefully watch her boobs sway before you force yourself to look into her eyes. She’s smirking knowingly and your blush fiercely. She lowers her head and her lips brush against yours. “Don’t think,” She mutters, lowering her hips even more to rub your cock once again. “Tell me what you want right now,”
You don’t answer verbally but your eyes flicker to her chest. She smirks and leans back again. She grabs your hand and lifts them to her breasts. You let out a quick breath unable to stop watching her hands move yours.
You instinctively begin to massage them. Her hands leave yours allowing you to take over. You squeeze them before focusing on the nipples. You pinch them and when she moans you get the confidence to twist them.
“There you go...” Wanda whispers.
Deciding to take it a step further you lift your hips and switch positions. You pin her to the bed and hover over her. She gasps not expecting it which makes you grin cheekily.
Before she could say anything, you lower your head and suck one of her nipples into your mouth. Her breath hitches as you swirl your tongue around the nub before lightly biting it. While she’s focused on your mouth you experiment with your hips. She had been grinding down on you, so you figured she’d like you doing the same.
Her moans are like music to your ears. Every sound she makes is a severe confidence boost. Every moment you’re with her you desire more.
You move from one nipple to the other while humping into her. She whines pulling at your hair. She moves her hips against yours but it’s not enough.
“Y/n,” Wanda begs, panting.
“Yes, sweetheart?” You ask, cheekily. You grin up at her. She looks at your frustrated but slowly smiles as well. She grabs your face and pulls it towards her capturing you into a kiss.
“Please fuck me,” Wanda whispers.
“Not yet,” You whisper, nipping at her lip. “We’re just getting started, baby,” You wink at her. She pouts but you kiss it off of her before kissing down her neck, between her breasts, and over her stomach.
You pull your sweatpants off her hips and down her legs. You toss them to the side before taking a moment to look at her. To have your first time with someone so beautiful and kind and patient as her is unreal.
You lightly graze your fingers over her legs before kissing the inside of her thighs. You hook your fingers into her underwear and pull them off.
“Mm, you smell amazing,” You whisper. Your eyes widen when you realize what you said. Your eyes dart to hers to make sure you were turning her off. To your surprise she was blushing. “I love you,” You whisper to her. 
It isn’t the first time you said it, but it felt like the right moment. She was still blushing, but she seemed to relax. Her fingers reached down and played with some of your hair.
“I love you, too,” She whispers. You kiss her thigh again softly before looking at the slice of heaven between her legs.
You had no idea what you were doing and prayed that all of her ex-boyfriends were horrible. The last thing you wanted was to be so bad she’d go back to someone for a decent lay. You knew she wasn’t that shallow, but you were nervous.
You pushed her legs even further apart before diving in. You licked up her pussy lips and the taste was amazing. Your fingers dug into her thighs as you regained confidence.
Wanda whined and panted while grinding her hips riding your face. Before you could help yourself, you stuck a finger inside of her and then another. You thrusted in and out while still lapping at her. 
And then her body jerked.
You paused for just a second before repeating the action.
Her body jerked again but this time she moaned your name and begged you to keep going.
It took you a second but then you realized what you had just found. You had found it... the one thing men complained of never coming across. Some believed it was a myth. You had found the clitoris.
Your mouth focused on her clit while your fingers thrusted in and out of her. You didn’t bother edging her when she got close. You didn’t think you were skilled enough to keep her on the edge for long. 
When she came her back arched, and she moaned loudly. You kept your ministrations until she was twitching again. You got the crazy idea of trying to make her come again. Before you could talk yourself out of it you were bringing her to the edge and overstimulating her to her second orgasm.
Only then did you with draw and slowly kiss up her body. She had a blissful look on her face. You’ve never seen her so relaxed and happy before. Pride filled your chest and you lightly kissed various parts of her body as she recovered.
“You sure you haven’t done this before?” She asked and you laughed.
“I guess that’s a good sign?” You whisper, lying beside her but still practically on top of her. She laughs breathlessly before rolling on top of you.
“You’ll ruin me for anyone else,” She whispers, kissing you softly.
“You keep saying shit like that and my ego will surpass Starks,” You whisper. Wanda giggles quietly.
“You’re good with your mouth,” Wanda whispers. “Let’s see what else you’re good with,” she says, summoning some lube and squirting it on your cock.
“Shit... Couldn’t you have warmed it up?” You grumble. Wanda giggles again.
“Cold?” She asks, tossing it to the side. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll warm you up,” She promises, sitting up. Your eyes widen as she grabs your cock and begins to lower herself onto it.
“Uhhggg...” You groan, gripping her hips. She pants and continues down until she’s sitting on you completely. “Holy hell why’d we wait so long?” You groan and she quickly agrees. “You’re so warm... and tight... fuck, Wanda,”
Her sitting there, warming you cock, was perfect. Her, not moving and just squeezing the life out of your dick was enough for you to come but she wasn’t letting you get off that quick.
She starts off slowly. She lifts up and down trying to find a rhythm. When she finds the perfect angle and gets comfortable, she goes to town. You watch her breasts bounce and her head roll back.
“I’m not gonna last,” You warn trying to hold it back for as long as you could. She throws you a smirk.
“Give it to me baby,”
“Fuuuck,” You groan squirting deep into her pussy. She continues to grind taking everything from you. You hand reaches forward and makes a beeline to her clit. Her breath shudders and her body shakes as another orgasm rips through her.
You groan as she collapses on your chest. The two of you pant coming down from your highs. You gently pull her hair to the side and begin to rub her back.
“We are so doing this more often,” She pants and you laugh.
“Baby, I wanna be in you so often you’ll have to beat me off with a stick,” You tease. She leans back and looks into your eyes.
“Promises, promises,” She smirks, kissing your lips.
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lifespectator · 2 years
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Wanda: Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind
Y/n: Honey, I once saw you punch a girl scout because she didn’t have any thin mints
Wanda: Exactly! That was my battle. So be kind
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